Tyrant’s Consort Too Arrogant - Chapter 212

Before the night sank completely, they finally found an inn. He Lanxue asked for two adjacent rooms and ordered the waiter to prepare bath water.

Before that, the Iraqi asked Helan Xue’s name casually. He thought about it and replied casually, “my last name is Bai.”

“I have a little mink, also named Bai,” the Iraqi said

He Lanxue smiled and said nothing.

“Then I’ll call you…” Yi Ren realized his identity as a servant girl and shouted, “master Bai!”

“My name is Yi Ren,” she added.

He Lanxue smiled again and looked at her gently.

It was just that the hat was so low that she couldn’t see his expression clearly.

The room was opposite across the corridor. He Lanxue advanced into Yi’s room. Under Yi’s inexplicable gaze, he quickly checked the furnishings of the room and the terrain outside the window. Then, he turned his head and explained naturally: “prevent robbers from coveting my master’s property.”

Yi nodded hurriedly and flattered, “master Bai is really alert to danger in times of peace.”

“You take a good bath first, sir. I don’t like dirty girls.” he Lanxue tried to make herself natural, waved her hand and left a sentence in disgust.

——There was nothing unusual in the room, and he was a little relieved.

Yi nodded again.

She also wants to take a good bath.

He Lanxue went out of the door, closed the door for her very considerately, and then stood at the door and listened carefully for a while.

Hearing the faint sound of water in the door, he turned and walked to the entrance of the stairs, waved to the waiter, took out a silver ticket from his arms, asked him to buy some clothes, and said the style and color of the clothes in detail.

After telling him, he returned to the door again. When he was about to turn back to his room, he heard a faint sob inside.

She is crying.

He Lanxue felt a pinch in her heart. It was like being stabbed by a needle. It hurt badly.

She is crying. Why should she cry?

Unless you lose something.

Is it Xiaokui?

How are Xiaokui and Fengjiu now? He Lanxue doesn’t know. Naturally, he can’t ask directly. But when you see Yi people like this, you can guess that they must be in danger. Or, it’s already

He Lanxue was in a state of confusion, panic, worry, indignation and heartache. He stood there for a long time. His hands hanging on both sides of his body closed gently and held them so tightly that his nails were almost embedded in his palms.

How could he tolerate such harm to her?

Dugu Xi, what do you want to do!

Yi’s mood had calmed down, but when she took off her clothes, Xiaokui’s shirt fell to the ground, which inevitably touched the scene and hurt her heart.

Xiaokui is still so small. She will only be three years old in a few months. She is so beautiful and smart. She is bullied by bad guys and is in the cold river

The more she thought about it, the more she felt sad. She squatted in the bathtub and cried.

Naturally, she did not know that someone was listening outside, and there was no attempt to hide or suppress it.

Until she was tired of crying and the bath water was cold, she wiped her eyes, got up sobbing, wiped it casually, and her hair fell down wet.

Then she heard a knock at the door.

Yi wrapped the sheets around her and quietly opened the door to a gap: there was no one outside, only a set of neat and clean clothes.

She put her head out and looked around to make sure that the suit was really in front of her door. Then she reached for it.

… Er, is it the uniform prepared by master Bai? I think so.

On a closer look, the dress was very beautiful, and her heart was deep. It was a simple but well cut long shirt. There were not so many belts, accessories and buttons. A cloth belt was tied around the waist, which was neat and convenient.

Dressed, she casually pulled her hair into a ponytail, and then went to report to her new boss.

——First day on duty, attitude is very important.

Master Bai’s door was unlocked. Yi pushed it gently and opened it.

Master Bai is still wearing a hat in the house, idly at the table, and is going to pour himself a cup of tea.

“I’ll come, I’ll come.” Yi ran over and quickly picked up the kettle to show his gratitude. Unexpectedly, she could not do such a thing. She rushed to the table clumsily, bumped her feet into the chair and fell down with the teapot.

Fortunately, he Lanxue reacted quickly. She had steadily dragged her arm with her hand, then loosened it very quickly, lowered her head and whispered, “be careful.”

“EH.” Yi was embarrassed and quickly stood up straight. He continued to pour tea for him as if nothing had happened.

She can’t be dismissed by him. This job can keep her alive in the capital and keep her by ah Xue’s side.

Pour, no water.

Pour again. Still no water.

Finally, he turned the teapot upside down and shook it again. Finally, a piece of tea flowed out of the mouth of the teapot.

“Cough, master Bai, I’ll add water.” Yi was embarrassed again.

I thought that if there was enough water in the pot, I could pour a cup of tea ceremony and say good night. It seems that you can’t be lazy. You must honestly go downstairs to fetch water

“Well.” Helan snow hummed with a shelf.

Yi turned quickly and ran out again to show his excellent execution.

But she turned around too much, which caused the plate with the tea cup to shake and fall to the ground.

However, Yi didn’t know.

He Lanxue had caught the plate quickly and put it back gently.

All this happened behind her.

When I came out of the door, I kicked the threshold again.

——I don’t know what ancient people did when they had nothing to do.

He Lanxue was frightened and afraid that she would fall down. After the teapot was broken, he immediately stood up and rushed over without thinking. Fortunately, she just knocked, stood firm again and straightened her waist again. She just heard the wind behind her. She turned her head and looked at the boss who didn’t know when to appear behind her.

Helan Xue and she looked at each other for a moment. Then he easily and casually stretched out his hand, walked around her shoulders, and naturally pulled up her wet hair.

“Your bun is loose,” he said, and his slender fingers moved dexterously to put it back together. It is no longer as loose as it was just now.

——That Iraqi can’t learn to comb his hair for so long.

When he Lanxue dropped her hand, a slight smile escaped from the corner of her lips, but he didn’t notice it himself.

However, Yi Ren stared at the familiar arc behind his beard, stayed for a long time, and then suddenly turned around and said, “I’ll add water.”

He Lanxue stood quietly and watched her back go away.

It’s not easy.

——I really don’t know how she came without him. She must… Must have suffered too many unexpected hardships.

He Lanxue felt funny, funny and distressed when he remembered that she was eager to show and afraid of being dismissed by him.

Fortunately, the boss is him. If it were someone else, such a servant girl would have been dismissed. I don’t know how many times.

So it seems that you can only follow me in your life – Yi Ren, my wife.

At the end of the day, Pei Ruochen also returned to the inn.

After Xiaokui was not seriously ill, he handed Xiaokui over to an ordinary village family to take care of him.

When she left, Xiaokui kept holding his arm and calling “Dad” and “Dad” refused to give up.

The small and soft body with childish helplessness, when attached to him, made Pei Ruochen suddenly have a strange sense of responsibility.

Iraqi children.

Yi Ren and Helan Xue’s children.

He felt love in his heart, bowed his head, touched Xiaokui’s head, smiled and said, “don’t worry, Dad won’t leave you. He will come back soon.”

Xiaokui sobbed and looked at him dimly.

At a young age, I don’t know how to distinguish between beauty and ugliness, but I think smiling dad is particularly good-looking at the moment, and the gentle dad in my memory is also good-looking. But somehow, it’s a little different.

The father’s smile in front of him seemed more beautiful than in his memory. It’s the wind blowing by the lake when playing with Xiaoxin in spring.

But who is Xiaoxin?

Xiaokui’s thought flashed by and disappeared again after the missing memory.

His voice calmed her down.

“Dad promised not to leave Xiaokui.” she repeated, looking at him with eyes that looked like Iraqi people.

Pei Ruochen nodded, stretched out his little finger and hooked her, “sure.”

After returning to the capital, the hustle and bustle of the wedding has faded away, and the capital has returned to peace and quiet. He stepped across the long street and saw Xia Yu’s figure still standing upright and kneeling from a distance, but he didn’t get close. As soon as his steps turned, he turned to another direction.

I don’t know where I went after leaving all afternoon.

It should still be in the capital. Go back to the Inn room and destroy all the evidence left by Xiaokui before looking for her.

Although watching her suffer, it is also a kind of suffering for Pei Ruochen. But if he doesn’t see it with his own eyes, he will be more uneasy.

Thinking like this, he had walked up the stairs of the inn. When he passed the corridor on the second floor, he heard a very familiar voice and skillfully shouted in the room: “white master, drink tea.”

He was stunned. He paused and listened carefully, but a rough voice said, “well, the tea is well brewed. It’s worth praising.”

That decision is not the voice of Iraq.

Pei Ruochen smiled bitterly: maybe he thought about Yiren just now, so he could hear it as Yiren’s voice. At the moment, she didn’t know which alley in the capital was depressed, and how could she be in the inn?

He walked past the door with a raised step.

When he turned the corner, the door creaked open.

The Iraqi, cautiously and foolishly holding a pot of tea, crossed the aisle and stepped into the opposite room.

Liu Zhufeng tried to open his eyes and found that he was already in Liuyuan and lying on his bed.

The gauze tent in front of the bed swings slightly, and there is no other person nearby. No one seemed to expect him to wake up so soon and the room was quiet.

He restrained himself and moved his almost stiff limbs – hell, I don’t know how long he lay. General numbness.

He simply sat cross legged on the floor, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath. When he reopened his eyes, there was already one more person in the room.

Liu Zhufeng raised his eyebrows and asked alertly, “who?”

The gauze curtain was gently lifted away, and a slender and beautiful figure came in sideways.