King Zhao vaguely picked up the warm syrup water and drank it all, then stretched out his long arms, muttered, hugged Shi Lan in his arms, and rolled directly to the couch, snoring endlessly. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Shi Lan tilted his head sideways, looked at Yuan Yun who was standing stiffly in place, and sneered in his heart.

Before, she took into account the grace of saving her life, knowing that Yuan Yun had a bad intention, but she had to endure it.

Now it seems that the effect is good, after two months of staggering, Yuan Yun's patience was exhausted, and he finally couldn't help but make a move.

After the first day, it is a new year.

Today's Zhao soldiers are strong and strong, with plenty of food and grass, it is said that it should be a good opportunity to expand the territory, but now the five countries are calm, Zhao Wangbo is full of fists, but there is no suitable starting army.

In the harem, Duanyang fell, and the affairs of the palace began to be carried out by the temple people who were favored by King Zhao, and then transferred to Shi Lan.

Shi Lan was not interested in these tedious matters, so she left all the trivial matters to Rong to handle.

Yuan Yun's actions the night before made Shi Lan very dissatisfied.

Early in the morning, after King Zhao left the couch, Rong came to the curtain and whispered the original story of when Yuan Yun refused to accept the wealth and asked to stay by Shi Lan's side to serve.

Shi Lan lowered her eyes, seemingly asleep.

Rong listened for a long time, and when he saw that there was no movement, his expression changed.

The status, dignity and glory brought by power, as long as you taste it, it is like an addiction, and Rong doesn't want to be robbed of her authority no matter what, so when Shi Lan didn't move for a long time, the panic in her heart can be imagined.

At this moment, she had endless regrets in her heart, regretting that she shouldn't have looked at Yuan Yun Chuchu's pitiful appearance and was soft-hearted, she was afraid of her life-saving grace to Shi Lan, and looked at her differently, and regretted even more that she shouldn't know that she was unwilling to be a slave, but she didn't die to suppress her and let her jump up and down.

Thousands of regrets flipped back and forth in his heart, only to let Rong's heart stir like a burning knife.

A quarter of an hour later, Shi Lan's long and curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and after a moment she opened her eyes, raised her hand and stretched out the soft wattle as white as the first snow, and said softly and gently: "Help me up." ”

Shi Lan's words were low and soft, listening to Rong's ears, like a spring flowing slowly, extinguishing the fire in her, leaving only a little happy spark to flicker.

"Did you sleep well?"

Shi Lan nodded and slowly sat down beside the vanity mirror.

Rong carefully pulled up Shi Lan's long hair, and served her to clean her face and wash, and when the other palace maids retreated to the palace gate and prepared to pass the meal, she asked in a low voice: "Then Yuan Yun doesn't know what the noble person wants to do?" ”

Shi Lan raised her hand and brushed the broken hair on her sideburns, and said indifferently: "Send two people to keep an eye on her, as for what she wants to do, just reply in time." ”

Rong listened to Shi Lan's tone and did not resent, his heart was slightly relieved, and the heart that had been lifted since last night finally fell to the ground.

In the days that followed, the palace frequently staged the drama of Lori seducing the uncle, Shi Lan just ordered people to stare at Yuan Yun, and she was still gentle and demure to King Zhao every day, even if she occasionally found anything abnormal around King Zhao, she just laughed a few words, and the thing that King Zhao was worried about because of jealousy and killed the concubine did not happen at all.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, the weather gradually warmed up, Shi Lan changed the habit of shrinking in Linquan Palace, spent most of the time in the garden every day, and met the beauties and treasures of other palaces by chance, Shi Lan also warmly invited them to enjoy the flowers and taste tea together.

One day, Shi Lan chatted with a group of beauties in the pavilion in the garden as usual.

In the distance, the maid of the first palace hurriedly came over from outside, and after a few words, Shi Lan got up immediately, and without even saying a word, he hurried away.

Everyone looked at each other, all of them were inexplicable, and everyone saw the palace maid whispering a few words in Shi Lan's ear, and then Shi Lan's already white cheeks no longer had a trace of blood.

In the harem, the most idle are these concubines, although they all have a good impression of Shi Lan who treats the concubines well, but this does not affect their enthusiastic gossip fire.

So, after several people exchanged glances with each other, one said: "The nobleman's face is so bad, the concubine is really worried, let's take the doctor over to take a look."

The other said: "What Liu Meiren said is that the concubine is also worried, so it's better to be together." ”

A few people on the side followed, "Go together, go together, we are sisters with Shi Guiren, don't go to see, I'm afraid that the night will not be restless." ”

As soon as everyone said a word and I said a word, they all got up and walked towards Linquan Palace.

And Shi Lan, who had returned to Linquan Palace first, was holding his forehead with his hand, and his face was pale and almost fainted.

King Zhao looked at Shi Lan who broke into the hall, awkwardly pushed away Yuan Yun, who was trembling and trembling on his body, took a look at his messy clothes, got up and said in a sneering voice: "Concubine Ai......"

Shi Lan had tears in her eyes, and her miserable white lips trembled like fallen leaves in the wind, "The king is dragging the palace maid here to be happy, but he is dissatisfied with me?" ”

"Ai Concubine," King Zhao stretched out his hand to hug Shi Lan, but Shi Lan turned around and dodged.

"The king, the concubine is weak and unable to manage the affairs of the harem, so I implore the king to choose another virtuous person, and the concubine invites herself to go to the cold palace to pray for the first queen to copy the scriptures."

Today's Shi Lan is wearing a moon-white dress, so Ying Ying bows, like a white orchid blooming, with her cold and indifferent, with tears but proud head high, there is a kind of beauty of the flower of the snow mountain standing proudly on the top of the mountain.

King Zhao frowned, and hurriedly bent down to help Shi Lan up, but Yuan Yun rushed down from the couch and threw himself into his arms, "Uncle......"

King Zhao was stunned and hurriedly hugged Yuan Yun, he was worried that Yuan Yun's rude actions would press Shi Lan, who was already weak, and make her heartbroken and endure physical injuries.

Shi Lan looked at King Zhao's actions in a daze, and the sadness, loss, and self-deprecation in his eyes flashed like a marquee.

When King Zhao saw Shi Lan's changing expression, he suddenly panicked in his heart, as if something had disappeared in an instant, and an inexplicable fear hit his heart.

Shi Lan slowly stood up from the ground, stretched out her hand and gently pulled out the hosta that King Zhao had personally put on her hair, and the long black hair slid like splashing ink across an arc and threw it on her waist, and along with it was the crystal clear hosta.

"Bang", the sound was extremely small, so small that people thought it was just an illusion, but the sound was so loud that King Zhao's arm trembled, and he could barely grasp the slender hand that Yuan Yun stretched out.

"Ai Fei ......" King Zhao's eyes were slightly red, and he couldn't help but want to get up and pull Shi Lan, but he forgot that his arm was being tightly hugged by the coquettish Yuan Yun.

Shi Lan turned his head to look at him, and the corners of his mouth suddenly raised a chuckle, "King, concubines have always felt that their time is running out these days, and every time they thought about the king before, they couldn't rest assured." Now it's okay, the concubine is gone, and someone can replace the concubine and accompany the king. ”

Shi Lan's words were relaxed and comfortable, as if he was saying that the weather was fine today.