Chapter 198

"... are you, uncle?"

"I'm not your uncle anymore, just a ghost who can't get into hell." Helan unparalleled was still in the far light of the fire.

He Lanxue settled down. He had a vague impression of his uncle, but he still believed that his uncle would not harm him.

"Stop what?" he asked.

"You'll know soon." the fire in Helan Wushuang's hand trembled and suddenly went out.

The room plunged back into darkness.

Helan Xue didn't move. She stood where she was and looked at the place where she was breathing. "What about the others? How are they now, second brother?"

"You'll see them soon. They're fine." in the dark, the sound of breathing and talking are fading away, and Helan unparalleled is leaving.

"Tell me, what can I do? What happened that year?" he Lanxue asked reluctantly.

"... ah Xue, I'm glad you can let chun'er go. Thank you." he lanwushuang didn't answer directly, but at the end, he leisurely left a word and let the echo reverberate in the beam of the house.

He has left.

Like a ghost, he disappeared in this sealed room and didn't even hear the sound of breathing anymore.

The gate was quickly reopened, and the outside light leaked in. Helan Xue reached out to stop her forehead and squinted at the room: a large and empty house with no furniture and thick walls on all sides. The room was empty. Only he stood in the center foolishly, as if everything just now was just a ridiculous dream.

"Your Majesty, please go out to dinner." the people outside stood at the alternation of light and shadow and invited politely.

Helan Xue looked around again and stepped out.

It was another twists and turns. Helan Xue no longer tried to remember the route - in short, it was impossible to remember.

He went as like as two peas in a room, and the furnishings were elegantly clean than the first one. A long table was placed in the middle, which was covered with delicious food. Its fine variety was no less than the palace palace feast.

At the other end of the long table was Irene.

Dressed in plain clothes and without powder, Irene looks much younger than when she was in the palace, such as the girl picking lotus in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Your Majesty, they asked me to have dinner with your majesty." before he Lanxue asked, Irene quickly stated her position and said, "Xiaoxin has been settled and is sleeping at the moment. Your majesty might as well have something to eat first."

He Lanxue didn't refuse, and things became more and more inexplicable. Now he urgently needs to supplement his physical strength.

He sat at the other end of the long table, about ten steps away from Irene.

After taking a mouthful of rice with great effort, he Lanxue finally couldn't help whispering, "I'm worried about Iraq."

It is reasonable to say that Yi has Feng Jiu to take care of him. He should be able to put his heart down, but I don't know why. He always feels frightened.

Irene took chopsticks and looked at him at the other end. She looked at the handsome man. She was worried and unwilling to eat because she was worried about another woman.

Yilin was a little sour, lowered her head, put a chopstick of green vegetables into the import, and said faintly: "Yiren will be fine, because she is not Yiren at all."

"What do you mean?" he Lanxue frowned and looked at her a little fiercely.

"Your Majesty, do you think that Yi people are not like people in our world?" Irene thought about her words, looked up and said carefully: "She is not like the sister I know at all. The former Iraqi is really an idiot, but the current Iraqi is not an idiot although she doesn't like to move or talk much. In addition, the stories she tells Xiaoxin Xiaokui to them, snow white and seven dwarfs, are very strange."

"So what?" he Lanxue asked quietly, putting her hand safely on the table.

"... your majesty, I have always suspected that she is a spy of which country." after a pause, elington finally summoned up the courage to say it, "I'm not saying how bad she is, but she's really strange. She's not my sister. I've been thinking about how she looked before she married her majesty. What's more, she knows a lot of things that she didn't teach us at home - another important thing is, your majesty, the former Iraqi is almost the same Illiterate people can't draw even more. But now the empress not only knows words, but also paints very well. Your majesty, she is not an Iraqi, but another woman! A woman with unknown origin and unknown motive! "

He Lanxue calmed down instead. He didn't answer directly. He just kept silent and started eating again.

Irene was a little chatty, so she had to bow her head and continue to chew wax to solve the food in front of her.

After they finished eating, Irene got up and was about to retreat. He Lanxue suddenly said something faintly behind her.

"It doesn't matter whether she is Iraqi or not. She is the only one I love."

How could she not know that he was the closest person to her about her various phenomena different from ordinary people?

Just, so what?

As long as she is still around him, it doesn't matter who she is, where she comes from, or what earth shaking past she has.

"But doesn't your majesty want to know what happened to her?" Irene felt inexplicably sour and really felt a jealousy that made her unable to breathe. "Your Majesty should find that she is getting weaker and weaker now, like acclimatization. Doesn't your majesty want to know the truth of all this?"

Helan snow looked sluggish, and Irene's words reminded him.

Yi Ren is really getting weaker and weaker recently. She used to like sleeping just because she was too lazy to pay attention to other things. Now, she still sleeps every day, but she looks listless and sleepy.

If someone didn't do harm in secret, is it related to the situation of Iraq itself?

However, all this is not important. The top priority is to find Iraqi quickly.

But the problem is, Helan unparalleled has not appeared. He can't get away. He doesn't even know what's going on outside. What can he talk about finding Iraqi?

"Yi Ren, where the hell are you now?" he Lanxue was so worried that her hands on the table suddenly closed and her chopsticks broke in two.

Yi was really much weaker. He took Xiaokui for almost a night and returned to the avenue at dawn.

She was dizzy with fatigue.

But Xiaokui's energy is good. She dragged her in the first half of the night and almost dragged her in the second half of the night.

At a young age, I'm also very tired.

When they got to the roadside, they simply sat down and gasped, waiting for the traffic to see if they could give a lift.

After a night's trek, both of them were a little embarrassed. Their clothes were scattered by branches. They were described as unkempt. From a distance, they looked like a beggar woman holding a little beggar.

Such an image, even if they waved hard, no carriage was willing to stop to pick them up.

"Mother, how far is Liuyuan?" Xiaokui leaned against Yi's arms and asked pitifully.

At least she was spoiled and grew up. She hasn't suffered like this since she woke up,

"It's far away." the Iraqi thought, then tried his best to stand up, patted his skirt and said, "let's go to the post minister and see if we can inform your uncle Yi Jian."

If they could get in touch with the people of the imperial court, they would not have to go all the way. Moreover, Yi Jian and they would also help solve the problem.

"OK, go find uncle Yi Jian." Xiaokui heard the speech and was interested again. She also stood up, patted her ass, continued to step on her legs, summoned up her spirit and walked to the town in front.

The road construction in China is quite perfect. The post station is very close to each other. Yi Ren and Xiaokui walked all morning and finally came to the nearest post station at noon.

The sun outside is very poisonous. As soon as Xiaokui entered the courtyard, he Hula ran to the well water by the wall and grabbed the cold well pool with both hands. He refused to give up.

Yi smiled, reached out and wiped his sweat, and stepped in alone.

The post minister was just sitting in the lobby drinking tea. When he heard the noise, he turned his head, looked at the Iraqi, frowned and asked, "where are the country women? This post station can only be entered by the adults of the imperial court."

Yi Ren looked down at his clothes and didn't bother to explain. He just said simply, "I want you to inform Yi Jian that Yi Ren is here." she paused. She added: "I'm Yi Jian's family."

The Posthouse minister looked at her suspiciously, then frowned and asked, "is the Yi sword in your mouth the most popular bodyguard around your majesty, doctor Guanglu Yi?"

Although Yi Ren doesn't know what title Yi Jian has, it's probably the only Yi Jian in the whole Chinese dynasty.

She nodded hard.

"Are you Yi Jian's family?" the man looked at her again. After several times of wandering, he couldn't help grinning: "It's normal for men to show mercy everywhere. Just take some alimony for a girl's beauty. Don't expect to be Lord Yi's wife. Besides, who is Lord Yi? He is the most popular big man in front of the emperor. Where does he remember you? I advise you to have a rest here and go back where you come from. Don't be delusional."

Yiren was stunned, and then looked down at himself.

Eh... Is it so ugly? Is it despised by the post Minister?

Around is that she doesn't care about such things, and she can't help feeling a little depressed.

However, it's no wonder that her hands are dirty and full of charcoal ash left when she took the torch last night. When she walked in the morning, she was sweating all over. When she wiped the sweat just now, she made her face black and decadent.

"Ah, listen to me, girl. Go back. Lord Yi can see you wherever you want. Don't say it's so far from the capital. Even if Lord Yi wants to see you in the capital, he doesn't have time to see you." the post minister continued.

"Why?" Yi man listened strangely and asked.

"Didn't the emperor of the state of Yan come to visit the Chinese dynasty?" the post minister looked at the Iraqi with a look of "you are a small people, you don't understand", and said with a shelf: "Your Majesty is talking with the emperor of the state of Yan. Lord Yi, as the first guard, naturally can't get away."

"Your Majesty?"

"Snow emperor, your majesty, the emperor of China in the Imperial Palace, are you from China?" the Posthouse minister despised Yi again.

The Iraqi was in shock and did not know how to react.

She and ah Xue came out to attend Feng Jiu's wedding. They really went out in micro clothes and didn't disturb anyone. The post minister didn't know it was normal.

However, ah Xue was abducted. Who is the emperor in the palace?