Concubine Mad Concubine

Chapter 317

The cold and hard voice contained indescribable firmness. She didn't like Baifeng, didn't like it, didn't like it at all, and even rejected him, but she couldn't see him sad, she thought, she was really crazy.

"Master Guo Shi has so much time to care about those who need your care, I don't need it."

Xi Yan didn't move, she just turned around, her clear eyes stared straight at Bai Feng's hands tightly clasped to her.

The bright moon was covered by dark clouds, and under the bright light, the shadow of the old elder in white was drawn, as if to cover the shadow of the black, swaying with the night wind.

After a long while, Baifeng sighed, which was barely audible. His usual gentle and even breath gradually became hurried and chaotic. He slowly let go of his slender fingers one by one, and looked up at the rows of bright palace lanterns under the eaves. His eyes were covered with a thick mist like a late autumn morning, which couldn't be dissipated no matter what.

"My Lian'er is gone."

He seemed to be muttering to himself, that tone, in this summer night, was inexplicably tinged with sadness and desolation.

"Why didn't you see me?"

Xiyan raised her head and looked at him and couldn't move her gaze away. Her mind was in a mess, as if it was about to explode. The blurry image quickly jumped out of her mind. She wanted to catch it, but she couldn't. Unable to catch it, I wanted to get rid of the heavy fog, but in the end, I also wrapped myself in it.

She stared at Bai Feng's face and felt that she should leave, but she didn't know what was going on, her feet seemed to be stuck by something, she couldn't move at all, her heart was so confused, her face turned pale in a hurry.

"It's still that quick temper."

Bai Feng turned around suddenly, smiled, and reached out to wipe the sweat off Xi Yan's forehead, her eyes shrouded in mist were full of pity.

"Bai Feng."

Xi Yan yelled, waved his hand away, and looked at him with fixed eyes: "Who the hell are you? Baifeng, who are you?"

Xiyan roared, and wanted to wave Baifeng's hand away, but he held it tightly. Baifeng approached, and her pair of calm eyes were stained with a little anxiety: "You didn't feel sorry for him, It's my fault, all of this is my fault, don't hurt people anymore, okay?"

Xi Yan's eyes widened, and so did Concubine Lan behind her. They had never seen Bai Feng like this before. Is this still the high-ranking Celestial Master?

Baifeng leaned on Xiyan's shoulder, breathing disorderly, spraying hot air, seemed to be very weak, Xiyan couldn't help but worried: "Baifeng, what's wrong with you?"

She patted him on the shoulder, seeing that he still didn't respond, she put more strength in her hands: "Baifeng, don't pretend to be dead in front of me."

Bai Feng laughed twice, the low voice, just like the breeze and joyful, made people feel comfortable, and the moment he got up, there was no trace of embarrassment on his face.

"There must be room for everything, and you must not do too much."

Seeing that his complexion was not very good, Xiyan was about to tell him not to mind his own affairs, but was interrupted by another voice: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend others, it's just to treat others in the same way. Master Guoshi actually said, where are we going to die."

Xia Yebai appeared behind Xiyan at some point, waved away Baifeng's hand on Xiyan's shoulder, and hugged Xiyan tightly in her arms, full of possessiveness.

"Summer Night White."

Concubine Lan called out, she didn't expect him to be here too.

"Aren't you a fool?"

She was lying on the ground, barely propped up with her right hand, and sat up from the ground.

Xia Yebai glanced coldly at Concubine Lan, then turned to look at Bai Feng: "In this world, if anyone dares to hurt Yanyan, I will definitely make her life worse than death."

Bai Feng sighed, and turned around leisurely: "You will hurt her the most if you leave."

Xi Yan trembled all over, looking at Bai Feng, her heart beat fast, Xiao Bai left, what did he mean by that.

Bai Feng had already walked up to Concubine Lan and squatted down, holding her hand: "Concubine Lan, I've offended you."

Xi Yan swallowed the words, but felt a little uneasy in her heart, very irritated: "Mind your own business."

Xiyan snorted, anxiety flashed across her eyes, and she interlocked Xia Yebai's ten fingers: "Let's go."

Bai Feng talks nonsense, Xiao Bai will never leave him, never will.

As soon as the two of them left the Xuelan Palace, they saw a large group of people holding swords rushing towards Bailu Palace. The silent palace was full of people and became lively.

Xiyan leaned against Xia Yebai's arms, leaned her whole body back, and looked up at him with a smile on her face: "Is it because Bailu Palace has been attacked by flower pickers?"

Xia Yebai's hand on Xiyan's waist tightened, and he took her into his arms, and laughed softly: "It's still a flower picker without a lifeline."

"Did you go to see that person just now?"

Xia Yebai nodded, and hummed softly: "It was handled well, I was relieved after seeing it, as for that woman Li Concubine, Yanyan, you should watch carefully, one day, I will make her better than today's Concubine Lan is even worse."

After saying that, Xia Yebai suddenly hugged Xi Yan in his arms, and above the eaves, two voices, one blue and one black, left towards the outside of the palace.

On the small pond in the garden, the lotus bloomed and thanked, and bloomed again after thanking. The petals of the lotus merged with the soil of the pond.

The leaves are still on the branches, on the path paved with cobblestones, the half-green and half-yellow leaves flutter in the air, and finally fall on the ground, or in the pond. A light golden layer.

Inside the Hongyu Pavilion, on the long table, there are all kinds of accounts, big and small, like hills, not much less than the memorials written to the emperor from various places, Xi Yan sat on the chair, Leaning on the desk with one hand, holding a brush in the other hand, lowering his head, not knowing what to write.

On the opposite side, Hongyu was still dressed in a thin red dress, her snow-white knees were exposed, she raised her brows, and smiled slightly, she was the color of the country and the city, sultry and sultry.

"There are 42 Daozhou counties in Liuli, 33 of which have our branch bases, most of which are located in the border areas. Yunzhou, which is connected to the south alone, has outflow branches. Among them, Zhuzhou, which is the closest to the Xiongnu, has the most branches. , in addition to running the medicinal rice shop business, half a year ago, we opened restaurants, tea shops, gambling houses and brothels, and there are now [-]. Seventeen warehouses in Zhuzhou are full. The weather is good this year, and we can definitely have good ones For the harvest, I am considering whether to build a warehouse belonging to our Yanmenglou, so that it will be more convenient to store food and medicinal materials, and it will be much easier to deploy in case of turmoil."

Xi Yan listened seriously, but did not raise her head, her hands kept moving, her eyes were fixed on the data on the account book: "Where are the racecourses? How many racecourses do we have in Zhuzhou now? So far, how many horses are there?" ? How is it compared to the Huns?”

(End of this chapter)