The Harem's Favorite Maid Raiders

Chapter 101 You Are Still Still

"An Huai, go...call the man who saved Yu Zhaoyi." Jiang Meng seemed to have remembered something, and casually called An Huai.

The man who saved Yu Zhaoyi?

Han Yumin opened his eyes again.

"Aunt Chun..." she called out, "Aunt Chun, who saved me?"

As she spoke softly, she turned around and struggled to sit up.

"Don't torment yourself!" Jiang Meng saw that Han Yumin put his arms against the bed again, and seemed to want to sit up. His brows that had been loosened were knitted together again, "Lie down safely for me. If anything happens, I don't care!"

Han Yumin pouted, and let out a coquettish "hum".

Qin Erlan, who was standing aside, couldn't help covering her mouth with a chuckle and said, "Sister Yu has been lying down for a long time, but she is impatient, isn't she?" As she spoke, she walked forward and tucked the corner of the quilt for Han Yumin, "Your Majesty She is concerned about Sister Yu, this silly girl..."

Han Yumin stretched out his hand, took Qin Erlan's hand, and said to Jiang Meng: "Your Majesty, look at my elder sister Qin, how gentle I am to my concubine."

Jiang Meng finally couldn't help it, and said with a smile: "Your elder sister Qin is a woman, and I am a big man, so soft-spoken, what does it look like?"

Jiang Meng smiled, and his brows finally stopped frowning.

Han Yumin stretched out his hand to Jiang Meng who was not far away, and said, "The emperor is no longer frowning, the purpose of my concubine has been achieved."

Only then did Jiang Meng suddenly realize that he lowered his head, stretched out his fingers, and touched the center of his brow.

Just at noon today, Han Yumin was still like this, gently touching the center of his brow. She said that when the emperor frowned, he looked like a little old man.

Thinking of this, Jiang Meng opened his mouth again and laughed.

"Your Majesty, people have brought it here."

Jiang Mengzheng was secretly laughing, when he suddenly heard Anhuai's announcement from behind.

Han Yumin twisted her neck and looked forward, only to see a man in a dark blue cloth who came in.

He walked quickly into the Yulan Pavilion, bowed his head, and knelt down and said, "Long live my emperor, all blessings to Yu Zhaoyi, and all blessings to Wen Shuyi."

The man lowered his head, and Han Yumin couldn't see her face clearly, but he could see that his burly figure, like an eagle in the dark night, exuded a desolate, aloof, yet domineering temperament.

"I heard...I heard that you saved me?" Han Yumin couldn't sit up and asked, lying on his side.

"Master, it's like this." Aunt Chun took Han Yumin's words and said, "The weather is hot today, and the master fainted on the way, and the slave and maidservant didn't know what to do. Thanks to this man's rescue, the master can recover so quickly. .”

"So, thank you." Han Yumin slightly raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

Suddenly, the man raised his head.

Under the shiny black hair, there is a slanted flying, handsome sword eyebrows, slender black eyes, showing a sense of vigor, slightly pursed lips, and a well-defined face.

He glanced at Han Yumin coldly, and then showed no other expression.

Immediately, he lowered his head again.

"You're welcome, ma'am, this is what I should do." The man said softly.

After asking again, I found out that because of the tight frontline battle recently, Jiang Meng planned to recruit 7000 Yulin soldiers. Among thousands of competitors, only 7000 stood out, and the one who saved her The man is one of these [-] people.

Those who come to the capital are the ones who have to pass the last hurdle. After passing this hurdle, they can be selected and become one of the many Habayashi armies.

Jiang Meng let out a sigh of relief, looked at the kneeling person on the ground, and asked, "What's your name?"

The man still didn't raise his head, his voice was faint, soft, but with a powerful feeling: "I'm here, Lin Zixuan."

Lin, Zi, Xuan.

Just now when Han Yumin fainted, Aunt Chun was anxious to save someone, so she didn't ask the person's name, but when she asked now, Aunt Chun immediately felt a "boom..." in her head.

She gasped and stared at the man in front of her, Lin Zixuan.

Yes, he looked like he was only sixteen or seventeen years old. Judging by his age, if her son was still alive, he would be two years younger than Han Yumin.

"How old is it?" Jiang Meng asked casually.

No one could see the strange expression on Aunt Chun's face.

"If you go back to the emperor, next year... will be seventeen." Lin Zixuan replied.

Aunt Chun stood aside, clenched her fists fiercely, and forced herself to calm down.

But her back and forehead were densely covered with thin beads of sweat.

She still remembers that when naming her son, she told Lin Zhize, let's call him Zixuan, which means... majestic and majestic.

Lin Zhize nodded in satisfaction, stretched out his hand, and gently patted his son's pink face.

He is my son.

Aunt Chun said silently in her heart.

After so many years, the son finally came back.

He is not dead.

"I want you to save Yu Zhaoyi's life, and I promise you today that no matter what the result of your last competition is, you are my Yulin Army." After finishing speaking, Jiang Meng lowered his head and said seriously , looking at Lin Zixuan, "However, you can compete as you want, how to prepare, you leave it to me, and prepare as usual. If you relax your vigilance because of my verbal instructions, then I will naturally retract the verbal instructions. Do you understand?"

Although her head was lowered, Han Yumin could still see that Lin Zixuan's lips curled up slightly, and he smiled lightly.

"I obey the order." Lin Zixuan said briskly.

After that, he turned around and backed out.

Jiang Meng pursed his lips, and said to the people in the room: "Everyone back down, I want to spend more time with Yu Zhaoyi."

When everyone was leaving, Han Yumin saw Aunt Chun with a pale face.

"Aunt Chun?" Han Yumin, feeling weak, called softly to Aunt Chun, "Aunt Chun, you don't look good."

"Master, I forgot. Master didn't eat today. As a servant, I don't dare to eat." Aunt Chun turned her face and smiled at Han Yumin, "Master, don't worry, the servant is just a little tired."

Yes, after so many years, she is tired.

Now, the son is so big.

Not only has he grown up, but he is about to become the Emperor's Habayashi Army!
Heh, this Lin Zixuan really looks like his father in this respect.

For the first time in these years, Aunt Chun felt so relaxed and happy.

"How do you feel?" There was a touch of tenderness in Jiang Meng's expression. He carefully sat beside Han Yumin's bed and pinched Han Yumin's cheek—it was still so hot.

Jiang Meng sighed softly, and said dejectedly: "Why don't I go out too, I'm here, I'm afraid it will affect your rest."

After all, he stood up silently, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"Your Majesty, don't go." Han Yumin stood up abruptly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed Jiang Meng's clothes.

"Ouch!" She cried out in a muffled voice—her head was still so heavy and so painful, but Han Yumin didn't want to care about it at the moment, what she wanted was for Jiang Meng to stay by her side, "Your Majesty, don't go, The concubine...the concubine is ready."

Seeing Han Yumin's weakness, Jiang Meng couldn't bear it, so he sat down again, trying to tell her with a straight face to stop messing around!But the gentle expression between the eyebrows "betrayed" him.

"Look at you, you're so sick, can't you sleep peacefully for a while?" He shook Han Yumin's hand distressedly.

But Han Yumin shook her head, her face was red because of the fever, she also held Jiang Meng's hand back, Jiang Meng frowned slightly - and said that she was well, and her hands were so hot.

"Your majesty, although my concubine's body is not feeling well, but my heart...is very comfortable." She whispered, "Your majesty, my concubine's illness came in a timely manner."

(End of this chapter)