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"He Lan Qin …" "It's a pleasure to meet you," she said, smiling at him. "You really know how to fight."

He Lan Qin calmly extended his hand, but didn't shake hands with her. Instead, he struck his lover's palm with his palm and smiled: "Alright, my beloved. This King recognizes you."

Her hand felt numb, and she quickly withdrew it. Fang realized that there was no ceremony for handshaking in this era, but there was a tradition of clapping hands in the military — Helan's strength was too great, and it hurt to hit her hand.

Seeing his wife grimacing in pain, he felt extremely emotional. He Lan Qin laughed heartily again.

The woman's lips twitched, and she couldn't help but suspect that he was doing it on purpose.

"Thank you for just now. Then, I'll be leaving now." She already owed him a favor. In order to prevent him from saying something she couldn't do, she decided to slip away first.

Sometimes, kindness was the greatest burden. There was no room for rejection.

She turned and slipped away.

He Lan Qin hadn't expected her to do what she said. Although it was sudden, it was still fresh and cute, like a cunning fish dragging a net.

The corner of his eyes twitched as he gave her a knowing smile.

After the woman slipped away from the scene, not knowing where she was going, she decided to pick someone and ask her where she was now.

No matter what, she was still his sister, and seeing her for the first time would make her the most of her life.

Once she made up her mind, she forced herself to keep her mind. She looked around and prepared to find a court lady or eunuch who could lead the way.

But the strange thing was, she was in an extraordinarily quiet place. Not to mention humans, she didn't even see a single bird.

While she was puzzled, she heard a whisper coming from the bushes in front of her. It was low in tone but it was quick. More importantly, there was a voice that she seemed to be familiar with.

She thought for a moment, then leaned over and looked over through the trees and flowers.

What he saw was a beautiful back, dressed in a long red silk dress with mink hair embedded on her shoulders. Her waist-length hair hung down like a waterfall, and an ancient and exquisite hairpin was stuck onto her head.

As for the man in embroidered clothes who stood opposite the woman, his brows were like a painting, and his brows were slightly furrowed like the crisscrossing surface of a stream. His charm suddenly appeared — it was precisely He Lan Xue!

No wonder the woman thought her voice was familiar.

She scoffed slightly, then walked out to greet He Lan Xue.

Right at this time, He Lan Xue spoke up. Her deep and beautiful voice was filled with a faint melancholy and pride, "Xiao Rong, I know you're not living a happy life. Do you really intend to spend your life like this? Could it be that you want to use this opportunity to punish me for my cowardice that day? "

I am not Xiao Rong, but the Queen. I hope that you do not call me by the wrong name in the future. "In addition, I definitely do not have any intention of blaming Your Highness, nor do I have any intention of living a life of hardship. Besides, regarding the harem, Your Highness should not go overboard." The woman replied indifferently, then took a step forward, "This is the last time I have seen Your Highness by myself. Everything that has happened in the past is like a dream, I have already awoken, so I hope Your Highness won't fall for it. "Goodbye."

With that, that peerlessly beautiful figure departed without a single trace of nostalgia.

Only He Lan Xue was left standing among the flowers and trees. Her eyes were lowered slightly, and the leaves were flying all over the garden. It made his white clothes flutter, giving off an impression of depression.

After hesitating for a while, she finally stepped out. When She Lan Xue heard the noise, she raised her head and looked at her with a bit of surprise — but her eyes were cold, as if she wanted to turn her into ice. It was similar to the legendary Frozen Ice Palms — no, Frozen Eye.

Yi Ren coughed dryly and cleared her throat. Then, she raised her head and said as if nothing had happened, "The weather today is really good. Eh? He Lan Xue, why are you here too?"

Although he didn't really understand, even a fool could tell that He Lan Xue had an old relationship with the current empress. But today, he had been completely dumped by the empress.

Her lover also had a friend who had fallen out of love before. Although she had never fallen in love before, she knew that the feeling of falling out of love was not good. So many films and TV works, so many songs and poems, all expressed the feeling of heartbreak. Haven't you ever eaten pork? Haven't you ever seen a pig run?

She felt that at this time, He Lan Xue needed some comfort.

Moreover, he probably didn't want others to see his embarrassing incident.

"You don't need to pretend." He Lan Xue's gaze was still terrifyingly cold. She closed her hands on both sides, and her whole body was slightly inflated. Her clothes fluttered without wind, and traces of her killing intent were faintly discernable.

She didn't feel it and just stuck out her tongue. She rubbed her head and said, "I didn't see it on purpose. But don't worry, I won't laugh at you. It's just lovelorn. " After saying that, she paused, put on an exaggerated expression, and used a tone that sounded like an advertisement, and said, "Earth's people have fallen out of love! "A small matter, a small matter!"

By the time she finished speaking, she had already walked up to He Lan Xue, very dutifully patting him on the shoulder and said: "You raise me to eat and drink, I have no way to repay you. If you have something to say, you don't need to find a tree hole to vent, you can just tell me everything. "My mouth is very firm."

In fact, he was too lazy to even talk. If it wasn't for the fact that Helian Xue was her parents, it would be rare for her to be so kind.

He Lan Xue was stunned. She felt a soft hand pat on her shoulder. That killing intent in her heart disappeared without a trace.

"I just want to ask you, what did you see and hear just now?" When She Lan Xue felt her own heart soften, her expression turned cold. His gaze grew colder as he stared at her and asked this question.

"Actually, I didn't hear anything." The lover answered honestly.

Based on those words, it was true that he did not know what had happened.

"You saw her?" He Lan Xue asked again, with an aggressive look on her face.

The woman shook her head. "I didn't see it."

This was the truth. She had only seen the back of the man – of course, although she hadn't seen him, she had learned his identity from their conversation.

However, He Lan Xue's question was, "Do you see it?", and she didn't ask if she knew.

Her lover was quite natural.

He Lan Xue withdrew her gaze and looked deeply at her. What entered her eyes was a pair of clear, immaculate eyes.

Under that kind of gaze, it was impossible for She Lan Xue to suspect that she was lying.

Thinking of this, his heart became calm. That last bit of killing intent also disappeared without a trace.

"However, your appearance … So sad. " Yi Ren paused, suddenly raised his hand, caressing He Lan Xue's face and whispered, "It's as if I lost something."

Earlier, He Lan Xue, who was quietly standing amidst the fallen leaves and fragmented flowers, felt her soul leave her body.

This caused her to be unable to hold back, wanting to reach out her hand to wipe away that feeling of loss.

There was no sign of her movements, but it was as natural as air or water.

He Lan Xue forgot about dodging. Just like that, her hand caressed his face. Her gentle fingers brushed against his slightly long eyelashes.

However, in the instant he was hit, he sprung away as if he had been electrocuted. He glared at the innocent looking man across from him and said angrily, "Someone like you who eats and sleeps everyday, who knows nothing!"

Her lover blinked, still innocent, innocent, concerned.

"How do you know the pain of loss!" He Lan Xue was even more infuriated, but it was not because she was infuriated with her lover. She was also infuriated with herself for telling her feelings to an unrelated fool.

Her long eyelashes were like a curtain covering her eyes. She seemed to have been wronged and showed mercy to others, which made He Lan Xue think for a second, [Am I bullying a weak girl?]

"Let me tell you a story." Unexpectedly, her lover quickly raised her head. The charming illusion disappeared in the blink of an eye. She raised a brilliant smile, as if she didn't care about He Lan Xue's slandering at all.

"What?" He Lan Xue subconsciously said.

A man dreams under a tree that he has become an ant, that he has lived his whole life in the country of ants, and when he wakes up, he is still just a man squatting under a tree. He did not know that he was an ant's dream, or that an ant was his dream. It was only the domination of the dynasty, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into the autumn sun — perhaps your existence was only because of one of my dreams. " The empress said a bunch of words that He Lan Xue was completely unable to understand, then she tilted her head and said in a very old tone, "So, you don't have to worry too much about your own gains and losses. Maybe it's an illusion, and what you lose isn't what you really want. Furthermore, in the end, everything that we obtain will be lost, right?

He Lan Xue blankly stared at her. After a long while, she sneered and said, "What a lousy excuse. You don't even know what it means." After he finished speaking, he seemed to be dissatisfied with his current situation. He waved his sleeves and arrogantly said, "If you've already met Consort Lin, then return with me to the palace. Don't embarrass yourself in the palace."

"Oh!" Her husband hurriedly answered. When he told her his story, his serious and solemn expression was immediately replaced by his usual idiotic look. The clear smile on his face was heartless, devoid of any hidden meaning.

But in the eyes of He Lan Xue, there was an indescribable feeling.

That smile was like an illusion, and he had never been able to see through her.

The two walked on in silence for a while.

When they reached the wide and clean public road, a loud noise suddenly came from the right side. The crisp sounds of swords clashing mixed with the palace maids' cries of surprise and the messy footsteps of the guards.

He Lan Xue's expression changed. She stared at that direction and muttered the word 'Xiao Rong'. Like a great roc spreading its wings, she flew towards the source of the sound.

His lover was left behind. Just as he was about to open his legs and chase after her, he stopped after thinking for a moment.

She was not really interested in watching the show.

She was one of the few women on earth who lacked curiosity.

Seeing that more and more people were running towards the 'scene of the incident', the woman decided to go her own way and find another place to settle down.

She went around to the garden far away from the noise and found a fake mountain. She sat on the rock at the foot of the mountain and basked in the sun beside the mountain.

The sun was already setting, warm, sifting through the shadows of the trees.

It was still noisy in the distance. Sometimes it was very far away, sometimes it was very close.

Then, she vaguely heard a person's voice coming closer and closer.