C19

"The Mrs. Yao has her own arrangements. Leave quickly." The palace maid impatiently urged.

Nian En did not dare to disobey, as she helplessly looked at Yu Yan, and followed along with large strides.

She was the only one left in the small courtyard. As the sky gradually darkened, the temple bells began to ring from time to time.

The Fourth Consort entered the house, but she became a servant.

She lay on the bed for a while. Seeing the branches on the moon, she got up with a grunt and rushed to her old courtyard to get her painting. After the sacrifice, she would return to the city tomorrow afternoon.

Fortunately, no one stopped her along the way. She walked around to the back of the house, opened the rear window, and clumsily climbed in. There was no light in the room, and the moonlight and the light from the lanterns under the eaves were barely able to illuminate everything in the room.

She had just been demoted. Everything that belonged to her had disappeared. It seemed like she had thrown it away. The human heart is snobbish, as it has always been. She didn't want to be Yulixiao's wife anyway. He could only marry helplessly and defend helplessly, but he felt so satisfied with being crippled!

She set up the high chair and reached into the lampshade for the painting. The six pieces of paper were neatly rolled up. She stuffed them into her arms and walked away. Just as his hand touched the window, he heard hurried footsteps coming from outside.

"Hurry up and pack up. We're about to set off."

Damn, why did she suddenly have to leave? What about the High Sacrifice? Yu Yan secretly whined in her heart, wanting to climb up to the back window. Behind him, a night guard came over with a torch in hand.

As he was crawling under the bed, he heard another group of men's voices.

"The Tianmo Kingdom suddenly launched an attack. Within two days, they have already conquered a city and advanced three hundred kilometers. Your Majesty …"

"We'll talk about this after we return to the palace. Imperial Brother, are you going to rest here, or follow me back to the palace?"

"Your majesty, King Xiao has beaten back the Tianmo Kingdom Wolf King seven times. He has the most experience, so we should ask King Xiao to reluctantly let it go and return to the capital together."

"The duke of Tong City once defeated a great general of Tianmo Kingdom as well."

"Then how can we compare? Who can compare to the King Xiao War God? "

The sounds of the argument grew louder and louder, Yu Yan did not dare make any noise, all these people had sharp ears, if she were to find anything, she would definitely get beaten up by Yulixiao.

She crouched behind the door and listened.

Although it had been more than three years, these people still viewed him as a god, and many people understood that the cause of his death was strange, especially his iron-blooded old tribe. His return caused a thousand ripples in the imperial court, and the imperial government of Houqing Kingdom would no longer be at peace.

"Serving for a country is a man's duty." Yulixiao waited for them to finish fighting before he said something hoarse. Who knew how many people's hearts were hurt when he heard the creaking sound of the wooden wheel.

No one could prevent him from returning to the court.

The people in the courtyard dispersed and went silent. It was likely that they had all departed on their own. Yu Yan hurriedly climbed out of the window and returned. When she arrived at the courtyard, she saw that everyone had left. She turned her head to look at the dark mountain. It was so deep that not even the moonlight could shine through. It would be better for her to run into the mountain by herself … As long as she ran out, she would be free!

As she was deep in thought, Nian En rushed in, sweating profusely, and pulled her along. "My good Empress, sooner or later you will scare me to death.

Yu Yan gritted his teeth as it started to itch. She shook off Nian En's hand and complained, "Why me again? He has so many dainty things... "

"Empress!" Nian En helplessly shook his head and turned his head. Coincidentally, Yulixiao and his group had just come out from around the corner.

felt that Yulixiao was her nemesis. Otherwise, why would he appear the moment she says bad things?

"Little Yan'er, you'd better hurry, or I'll make you hard." His cold voice rang out, freezing the surrounding people to the point that they couldn't help but shiver.

Yu Yan braced herself and followed along, following behind him with a lowered head and eyes.

The guard who pushed the wheelchair was strong and his long legs were moving fast. She was out of breath from running, so she was barely able to keep up with them. The Fourth Concubine got into her own carriage. Yu Yan was no longer a consort, if she didn't get into his carriage, she would have to walk back herself!

Chen Yao personally went over to help him make the bedding and place the teapot. As she went down, he gave Yu Yan a deep glance, and a complicated light flashed in her eyes.

Yu Yan thought, you are the number one beauty in Yulixiao's heart, could it be that you are jealous of me? Just as she was laughing, the horse carriage suddenly started running forward. As soon as she lost her balance, she pounced forward …

The small tea stove was still burning! If the scalding water were to splash out, she would be miserable!

A gale blew past his eyes, and with a wave of his dark blue sleeves, he managed to move the teapot away. As for Yu Yan, she accurately smashed into his embrace.

This was what a serious' hard bang 'should be like! She was kowtowing so much that her teeth hurt!

She looked up in panic, and when she met his gaze she turned away again and stared at the corner of the carriage. Forgive her, he is so ugly!

He pushed her away, snorting coldly, obviously disgusted.

Look, he clearly hated her, but why did he still make her look him in the eye? Could this be the legendary self-abuse?

The caravan moved mightily through the night wind.

He had been reading, and the carriage was very quiet. She gently lifted the curtain with her little finger and peered out.

Yun Qin was right in front of him. His back was tall and straight, his wide sleeves were blazing in the wind, and the long tassels of golden mandarin duck on his sword were new. He had replaced the one she had made for him.

The last time she saw him, he was still wearing her made Tiger Ying Luo pendant.

Who could compare to Yun Qin? His goodness, his gentleness, and his care were all things that she firmly remembered in her heart. It was only this little bit of memories that could warm her heart.

"Your eyeballs are off, but they're not yours either."

He spoke suddenly, coldly and arrogantly.

Yu Yan turned her head to look at him. Compared to his face, his hand felt like half in the fairyland and half in hell. These two hands were too beautiful. Who would have thought that these two hands with distinct joints would be able to hit the bow and arrow so easily and also allow his crescent cutter blade to hit its target?

Yu Yan despised herself for trying to judge people by their appearance. Fortunately, she didn't mind his naughty girls, she admired them, so she was able to shout so happily …

"Pour the wine." He rolled his eyes and flipped a page with his long fingers.

Yu Yan poured a cup of strong wine and held it in front of him, "Your Highness, please have some."

He looked up and stared into her eyes.

"Your Highness, please enjoy." Seeing that he did not move, Yu Yan braced herself and said.

Suddenly, he stretched out his hand and pulled her in front of him. He pushed the wine cup towards her lips. Yu Yan was shocked, could it be that he was afraid that she would poison him?

The wine cup forcefully opened her red lips and fed her the wine. She choked on the spicy wine so much that she wanted to cough, but then he suddenly bent down, sealed her lips, and started rolling around in the strong wine that was still left in her mouth.

"Eh …"

Yu Yan suddenly opened her eyes wide, looking at the few twisted scars on Wu Qing's forehead, she felt her stomach churning and overturning as she rushed forward. She didn't even care about her identity, he just pushed him away and puked …

How did Qiu Xuanling say "I love you, your highness"? Just looking at his face like this made her want to die.

The carriage fell into a deathly silence. After an unknown period of time, she wiped her lips and looked back at him with a stiff neck.

"You think This King is ugly?" he asked hoarsely, throwing the book aside.

"I dare not, but I dare not offend your majesty's name. It's just that this servant cannot sit in this kind of carriage, causing my stomach to hurt. I beg your forgiveness, your highness."

Yu Yan knelt down and replied timidly. There was a thin layer of sweat on her smooth forehead.

"You are the first person who dares to puke at This King." His tone was as calm as ever, but his eyes were even more frightening.

"This servant deserves to die." She gave him the brocade handkerchief, climbed over the mat, and came over to wipe him down.

"Change it." he said coldly.

Yu Yan obediently threw away the silk handkerchief, went to the small box and took one out, and placed both hands in front of him.

"You want This King to change it?" He picked up the book and slapped it on her head.

His legs were crippled, and he wasn't using his hands, so why not … Yu Yan naturally did not dare to say it out loud, she only pursed her lips and gently untied the tightrope on his brocade clothes. She then took off her robes and untied the dark purple simple cloth on his robes — — She was white as a white person, but he was also purple!

"This one won't change." He pressed her hand, and a light flashed through his eyes.

"Yes." She quickly withdrew her hand, shook the brocade robe open and put it on him.

In fact, he didn't look like someone who had just recovered from a severe illness at all. He was tall, well-proportioned, and tall. He didn't look as thin as he did when he was wearing the brocade robe.

"Change your pants." he suddenly said maliciously.

Yu Yan flushed red and crawled over to grab a pair of pants. Forcing herself to abandon all distracting thoughts, she opened his belt. His legs were stiff, and she was too tired to pull them down for him.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, please lift your body. Your servant can't take it off." She wiped her sweat away and looked up at him with a helpless expression.

"If This King can carry it, why would I need you to wait on me?" he said indifferently, resting his hands on the chair.

"Then... How about you lie down? This servant doesn't have any strength left. " She knelt down and begged in a low voice.

Yulixiao looked at her deeply, and then slowly fell down, lying on the pillow.

Yu Yan secretly poked him into a fishnet in her heart, but her hands still held onto the corner of his pants and pulled down forcefully …

Sssii … With a sound, the thin silk pants were torn apart!

"Your servant knows her crimes, your highness, please spare my life."

Yu Yan's head was pounding. Everything was wrong today, everything was bad luck!

Yulixiao looked down at the silk pants that she had ripped into two and the two sturdy calves that were exposed to the air. He asked slowly, "Yu Yan, your strength is really small."

"I... If Your Highness wants to punish me, then punish me as you please. I really don't have any strength left. "

Yu Yan slumped down and looked at him helplessly.

Yulixiao stared at her for a while and closed his eyes, "Give me new ones, I'm going to sleep."

Yu Yan sighed in her heart as she pulled out a new pair of pants for him to wear. When she tried to raise the pants again, she spent a lot of effort and used one hand to hold his waist and the other to pull up her pants. Heavy labor! She had never served her own father like this before! Yu Yan would rather return to her previous life as a widow than to have such a strange and crafty husband.

However, he still neither beat nor cursed!