Chapter 424

The night wind was cold, and Wen xueluo was wrapped in a warm white fox fur. She only showed a small face and looked at her with a smile.

In the past, three shallow blood marks were left on the beautiful face. Although they were not broken, they were also very eye-catching. How precious the appearance of her daughter's house is. Xueluo has really suffered too much in the past three years.

Women are very concerned about their appearance. After the dummy skin disguised as Wen Jasper is removed, xueluo subconsciously reaches out her hand to cover the scar on her face and looks at him with tearful eyes.

Because he was afraid that xueluo couldn't think of it, he stayed by her side and didn't dare to leave for a moment. Days of relief finally made xueluo dare to face him, but when others were present, she insisted on wearing a veil to cover the scars on her face.

He has been around xueluo for days, and he has been badly hurt. Huo Yan has no time to look around. In the past month, he only heard from housekeeper Chen that Lin Yao was better than when he first returned to the house, so he came back with xueluo at ease.

Occasionally he also wanted to go and see her, but xueluo's mind was delicate, sensitive and fragile. Considering her mood, Huo Yan never took another step.

He hasn't figured out how to treat Lin Yao. She is already his woman. Do you really want to send her out of the house?

He has promised xueluo that she will be the only woman around in the future. But his chest was stuffy and unspeakable.

Until a few feet away from aiwan Pavilion, he saw a thin figure in the pavilion, looking up at the Begonia flowers on the branches.

Huo Yan didn't see her face, but only from her back was enough for him to recognize Lin Yuan. After a month's absence, she seemed thinner than before. Her thin back seemed to give people a heartache.

When the cold wind blew, her sleeves brushed on the flower branches were made a strong noise by the wind, and her thin body seemed to be blown away in a gust of wind. Huo Yan couldn't help being annoyed. On such a cold day, he was still wearing such thin clothes. Are all the dead people around this woman?

"Ah Yan..." xueluo stared at him in his arms, and a trace of curiosity appeared in Apricot's eyes: "what are you thinking?"

Huo Yan shook his head lightly and said with a smile, "nothing. Are you cold?"

Glancing at the corner of his eye, the woman in the pavilion looked in horror, then quickly hid her body behind the porch column, and Huo Yan sneered.

Hide what? Seeing the king is like seeing a ghost!

But he soon understood what Lin Yao was hiding. It was really not a good thing to let xueluo and Lin Yao meet under such circumstances.

Huo Yan stopped, lowered his eyes and asked, "xueluo, shall we go to the Yelang pavilion to listen to the play?"

Wen xueluo buried her face in his arms and said in a stuffy voice, "don't... I just want to see the flowers with you."

Huo Yan sighed and walked slowly towards the pavilion with Wen xueluo in his arms. There was only a little place in the pavilion and there was no way to avoid it. Lin Yao bowed his head slightly and bowed down to Huo Yan.

When I was close, I found that her face was very bad. Her small face was surprisingly pale and looked wan. It was more like a patient recovering from a serious illness than xueluo. Huo Yan opened his mouth and almost blurted out his questions. How does this woman take care of herself? He doesn't believe that if he doesn't go to liaoruohuan, the servants in the house dare to deduct her food and clothing expenses? Ginseng and pilose antler were sent to liaoruoxuan like running water. The woman not only didn't keep well, but also looked worse and worse. And her thin clothes... These servants are all dead. How dare you let the master go out like this?

Wen xueluo also saw the slender figure. She raised her slender fingers and straightened the disordered hair, slightly lowered her head and gracefully folded her lapel, revealing a section of snow like delicate and white skin in her neck.

She subconsciously covered her face. She once had delicate and flawless skin as white as jade, which she was most proud of. Although Wen Biyu looks more beautiful than her, she is also jealous of her flawless white skin, which gives Wen xueluo an extraordinary noble temperament.

But now, the three blood marks on her face lie ferociously on her white cheek, and her originally beautiful face has been completely destroyed.

Damn Huo Zheng! Wen xueluo couldn't help cursing. The reason why she was disfigured was entirely due to Huo Zheng. The crazy woman in the cold palace regarded her as the most favored Murong imperial concubine in the harem, rushed up and grabbed several blood marks on her face with the remaining half of her fingers. Although the imperial doctor in the palace prescribed the holy medicine to remove the scar, such as Bai lingsui, he still left three shallow blood marks on his face.

She didn't look at the woman in front of her. Even if she was more beautiful than herself, what could she do? There are countless more beautiful women than her in the world. However, Huo Yan only loves her Wen xueluo.

The source of her sense of crisis was that Huo Yan insisted on giving the woman the name of the side imperial concubine. Based on her understanding of Huo Yan, he was never a person who valued the name. Even if the original imperial concubine's name was euphemistically mentioned with him. Huo Yan can take the initiative to make a reputation. This woman must be different from other Yingyan in his heart.

In addition, Huo Yan on Huangfeng mountain went to save her regardless of safety, and was almost assassinated by Huo Zheng's men. All these made Wen xueluo surprised and angry, and fear secretly bred in her heart. She tried her best to make Huo Yan love her. She thought that no one in the world could replace her, but she didn't expect that Lin Yao did nothing to make Huo Yan treat her so differently.

If they go on like this, maybe one day ah Yan's position in his heart will be completely occupied and replaced by this woman. Fortunately, she came back in time. It's not difficult for him to regain his feelings for her.

Wen xueluo is very confident in herself. Facts have proved that her guess is not right. After coming back for a month, ah Yan was always with herself. Even if she was involved in official business, she tried not to leave her sight. For a whole month, he didn't step into the bitch's room.

She was the winner of course. Wen xueluo snuggled in Huo Yan's arms like a delicate and pitiful dodder flower, looking down on the defeated rival.

"This is... Sister Lin?" Wen xueluo opened her mouth with a smile and looked at Huo Yan with a slight joke in her eyes: "I heard ah Yan say you..."

Huo Yan was stunned. Xueluo was seriously injured. In order not to stimulate her, he didn't even take a step this month. How could he take the initiative to mention Lin Yao to xueluo?

Lin Yao smiled and didn't respond to her pretending intimate "sister". Wen xueluo still had a kind smile on her face. Feng Yan couldn't help looking around Lin Yao. She suddenly turned her face to Huo Yan and said with a smile: "ah Yan, I don't have the strength to go over. Can you let sister Lin come over? I have some private words about my daughter's house and want to talk to her."

Huo Yan hesitated a little. Xueluo's body couldn't withstand any stimulation, but Lin Yao's temper... Became stubborn and didn't even give him face. If there was something wrong with his words

But xueluo in her arms looked at him with bright eyes and seemed to be looking forward to it. How could he have the heart to disobey her?

He let go of xueluo's body, came up to Lin Yao's side and said in a low voice: "go, be careful in your words..."

Lin Yao replied, "yes." he straightened up slowly and walked slowly in the direction of Wen xueluo. The stabbing pain in the sternum at each step reminded her that she was a serious illness with serious injuries. Lin Yao felt a little remorseful. He knew he would hide in liaoruoxuan and didn't come out. He didn't need to run into these two people!

Her step was very slow. Her thin body trembled slightly in the wind, but her back was straight. It was like a lonely Camellia in the high wind. Huo Yan looked at it coldly and stunned. She subconsciously stretched out her hand to help her. Her arm just leaned out, but she thought of xueluo around her, so she had to turn her face away.

Why didn't he expect that she was also seriously injured?

Lin Yao walked to Wen xueluo with difficulty and looked at each other calmly, waiting for each other to speak. Her eyes looked so indifferent that she couldn't find out the depth for a moment.

Wen xueluo was slightly annoyed. She just called Lin Yao a "sister". She was warm on the surface, but her intention was to beat Lin Yao. Although she doesn't have the status of imperial concubine, she is recognized as the mistress of the king's house of Wei. Lin Yao is just her double. She is an ordinary concubine who has been spoiled for several days. She is no different from the singer and dancer of the king's house of Wei.

But Lin Yao didn't salute her. He didn't see her in his eyes. Wen xueluo snorted coldly, but her face became more and more cordial, gentle and persistent. Lin Yao's plain hand gently said, "I'm not in the house, thanks to my sister's company with the Lord."

Is this a declaration of sovereignty to her? Wen xueluo's words are nothing more than warning her that Huoyan is her own as the mistress of the palace. Now that she's back, the others will step aside.

Lin Yao stepped back slowly and smiled quietly: "Mrs. Wen is polite."

She tried to draw back her hand, but Wen xueluo stuck to it, and the smile on her face was warm again. This situation must be a picture of deep sisterhood in the eyes of others. Lin Yao is a little funny. The guards of the royal residence are waiting below. Huo Yan is the only one nearby. Who else can Wen xueluo play for?

If she likes acting, let her do it. There will be no less meat anyway. Lin Yao decides not to struggle. Wen xueluo can do whatever she wants. She just watches.

Wen xueluo smiled and stared at her, whispered in a voice that only they could hear: "Miss Lin, guess who is the final winner between you and me?"

Lin Yao's body trembled slightly. Wen xueluo looked at her. There was a faint color of jealousy in her eyes. She smiled faintly: "thank you for Mrs. Wen's advice." Wen xueluo didn't have to talk with her about winning or losing. She was naturally a winner, and she was a doomed loser.

What's more, Lin Yao has no intention to fight with her.