The vicious villain is in luck again

An Ran was lying on the bedside, looking at little Feiran sleeping obediently, and couldn't help but poke his little face.

Although she has been wandering here like a wandering soul for a long time, she still forgets her incorporeal state from time to time. She will subconsciously avoid people and objects when she encounters them, and her hands will itch when she encounters people she wants to touch.

But it's often when you actually touch her that you come to your senses, oh, she is just as virtual as air, and you don't have to worry about hitting anything.

It was the same this time. Human cubs are always cute and smart when they are sleeping obediently, and they can also arouse people's compassion. An Ran saw that little Feiran was so round and beautiful, and her heart was itching, even though she knew that she

I couldn't really touch him, so I couldn't help but stretched out my hand.

Then she poked a soft lump.

My fingers sank into the incredibly soft, tender and smooth skin.

An Ran hasn't reacted yet.

What's going on with this sudden feeling of wrapping?

She looked at her fingers and saw that she had already pressed Xiao Feiran's little face into a small pit.

So she met Xiao Feiran's face.

It wasn't like this before. Normally, her fingers should go through it directly.

For further verification, An Ran poked hard.

This poked Xiao Feiran awake from his sleep.

He opened his big watery eyes, waved his little hands in the air a few times, grinned, and cried loudly "Wow".

It's simply a magical sound filling my ears.

An Ran retracted her hand and hid it in her arms as if she was frightened, then quickly took a few steps back and hid behind a pillar.

Little Feiran was still crying over there.

Although human cubs are cute, their crying is too torturous.

An Ran covered her ears in pain.

The nanny who was taking a nap on the side ran over in panic, picked up little Feiran and coaxed her gently.

The maids who were attracted by the crying from behind ran through An Ran's body, around the pillars and ran towards Xiao Feiran.

An Ran watched helplessly as his body was bumped into by one person after another and looked at their backs.

It's strange, she is still the same as before, why can she meet Wen Feiran?

Is it possible that he is a child of luck?

An Ran walked through one person after another without any scruples and walked up to Xiao Feiran.

She stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Xiao Feiran.

Xiao Feiran didn't respond.

To be sure, he couldn't see her.

An Ran touched his chin and observed him seriously for a long time.

There were still two tears in Xiao Feiran's big round eyes, her long and curled eyelashes were stained with crystal tears, her small lips were as delicate as cherry blossom petals, and her skin was so delicate and moist that it made people's hearts melt.

Also, it makes people want to ravage it severely.

This was really a bad idea, but it was also an idea she couldn't stop.

It seems that there are a group of people who, when they see beautiful and lovely things, can't help but feel the desire to destroy such things.

An Ran felt that she also had that tendency.

She stretched out her "sinful" finger again and poked Xiao Feiran's little face.

Xiao Feiran, who had finally been coaxed, blinked, confused and confused, as if he didn't understand why he was poked again.

Immediately afterwards, An Ran's hands moved to his soft and waxy body, pinching his soft white flesh from time to time.

Xiao Feiran, who felt uncomfortable all over, felt fear, his mouth tightened, and he cried aggrievedly again.

Crying louder than before.

An Ran covered her ears and ran away without any guilt.

She actually wanted to feel guilty, but she really couldn't feel guilty. Instead, she felt very happy.

From then on, the bored An Ran did nothing but run between Gao Shu and Zhao Yuyan to hear each other's reactions and thoughts.

, the greatest pleasure is to tease Xiao Feiran when he has nothing to do.

She was happiest when she saw him crying uncontrollably.

Such a life passed by like water, and eight years passed in a flash.

The personal palace maid Huan'er hurriedly walked into the palace, brushed away the green veil, she stopped by the bed, facing the bed with the curtains tightly drawn, and called softly, "Empress."

Gao Shu has become increasingly weak in recent days, his body and bones are getting weaker and weaker, and he is almost bedridden.

The originally motionless curtain moved, as if gentle waves were rising on the sea.

A pale hand stretched out from between the curtains.

Huan'er immediately stepped forward, opened the curtain, gathered it and hung it on the hook on the side.

An Ran saw Gao Shu, who was as fragile as a paper doll.

This was the weakest moment she had ever seen Gao Shu, as if he would break if touched and would close his eyes and die anytime, anywhere.

But she is really beautiful.

It is a kind of beauty whose life hangs on a thread.

The more fragile and breakable it is, the more thrilling and beautiful it becomes, so beautiful that the very tip of one's heart trembles.

I wish I could crush her to pieces, but I can't bear to crush her into pieces.

Complex emotions surged in my heart.

Huan'er carefully helped Gao Shu up, and the movements of her hands revealed a cautiousness for fear of touching her.

Gao Shu closed his eyes, and his voice was so weak that it was like smoke floating out, which would be blown away by a small breeze, "What's wrong?"

Huan'er looked around and leaned into Gao Shu's ear, "There is news from Yu'er that the weather suddenly changed a few days ago, and several thunderbolts struck Qiongyu Village in the middle of the night, destroying the house you originally lived in and an isolated grave outside the village.

They were all split open."

Gao Shu's face was calm, or it could be said that her current physical condition no longer allowed her to have any excessive emotions, "Really?"

Huan'er nodded.

Gao Shu asked, "Have you seen everything? Have things been done?"

Huan'er said, "The child has been entrusted to a beautiful lady. He only stayed there for a short time before causing trouble in the Jiang Mansion."

After saying that, she asked again, "Your Majesty, Yu'er said that the child has not yet been named. I asked your Majesty whether you want to pick it up in person or pick one at random."

Gao Shu opened his eyes, "Just call, He Yiyi."

"Okay." Huan'er received the order and obeyed, leaving Gao Shu looking at the other side of the bed with an unreadable expression.

She seemed to see many things through the air, but in the end she couldn't express her words and could only murmur one sentence in a low voice with emotion.

"Mother He, your new life is finally about to begin."

She seemed very tired. After saying this, she closed her eyes and remained silent for a long time.

If it weren't for her weak breathing, An Ran would have thought she was dead.

But An Ran is not worried that she will die.

Wen Feiran is only eight years old now. Even if Gao Shu wants to die, he will at least have to wait until Wen Feiran is sixteen and is hunted down.

Speaking of Wen Feiran, An Ran felt that this little brat was really a naughty kid.

Perhaps because Gao Shu was weak, he could not strictly discipline Wen Feiran since he was a child, and he did not even have the most common teachings. Moreover, the emperor felt pity for Gao Shu and rewarded them generously.

But this Wen Feiran has a very smart mind. He can master everything the teacher teaches. No one can match him, and no one can beat him in this aspect.

The emperor naturally liked smart princes, and he doted on Wen Feiran again and again. As a result, no one in the entire harem really cared about Wen Feiran, and no one dared to care about Wen Feiran.

As time went by, Wen Feiran began to drift away, like a little bully.

No, it should be said that he is the Great Demon King.

He teased cats and dogs and made the teacher angry. He didn't do any of the things that people do. An Ran shook his head when he saw it.

It is simply impossible to connect him with that poor little guy from the Jiang Mansion.

But fortunately, no matter how much he went out of his way, he was just like a kid who went out of his way, and he didn't really do anything heinous.

His identity, even if he does it, is dispensable.

However, An Ran just turned a blind eye and passed by. The most disgusting thing was that he bullied other people's little palace maids.

It was a daily thing to scare the little palace maids with bugs, and there were also people who used slingshots to hit the little palace ladies in the legs.

What's even more outrageous is that he actually pulled the little palace maid's skirt.

That time really made An Ran angry.

She relied on Wen Feiran not being able to see her and being able to meet Wen Feiran. When Wen Feiran was alone, she caught him in the rockery, grabbed his hair and lifted his head up.

There was a violent knock against the soil.

When his face was covered with mud and panicked, he lifted him into the pond again.

Watching Wen Feiran splashing in the water, An Ran clapped her hands in relief.

It's really satisfying.

The palace maids around were worried, and the eunuch jumped into the water to save Wen Feiran regardless of his own safety.

An Ran's eyes turned around, all worried about Wen Feiran, even those palace ladies who had been bullied by him were no exception.

She suddenly felt depressed again.

Well, it just made her heart happy.

Despite this, An Ran still ran to Wen Feiran, who was huddled up and shivering, and threatened him viciously, "If you dare to do this to girls again, don't blame me for being more ruthless next time."

Wen Feiran was shaking like a sieve, and he didn't know if he heard her words.

An Ran glanced at Gao Shu, who was peacefully closing his eyes, and walked out.

As soon as he walked out of the palace gate, he bumped into someone.

An Ran sat back and fell to the ground.

The long-lost pain came from his buttocks, and An Ran rested his arms on the ground.

God, as an invisible person without any feeling, she has not had this normal feeling for "hundreds of years".

Who could actually knock her down?

An Ran took a closer look and saw Xiao Feiran in gorgeous clothes standing in front of him.

He lowered his head and looked at her blankly.

An Ran saw her own reflection in his clear eyes.

No, he can see her?

An Ran subconsciously reached out her hand and waved tentatively in front of him.

Was caught by him.

Xiao Feiran held her hand tightly with both hands, his eyes widened, "You, it's you, right? It's always been you, right?"

Although his words were a bit confusing and incoherent, An Ran strangely understood what he wanted to express.

Ah, he can really see her.

And he firmly believed that all the invisible and intangible things he suffered before were all her doing.

Not knowing what Xiao Feiran would do, An Ran's first thought was to run.

This was completely an unthinking reaction on her part.

After all, Xiao Feiran was only an eight-year-old child. No matter how tight he was, his strength would not be much greater. An Ran quickly withdrew his hand while he was not paying attention, turned around, got up from the ground, and walked towards the hall.

Run away.

"Don't run!" Wen Feiran shouted from behind.

An Ran turned to him and said "Shh", "Your mother and concubine are resting in the palace."

Wen Feiran fell silent for a moment.

An Ran slipped in flexibly again.

She thought very well. Due to Gao Shu's presence, Wen Feiran would definitely not be able to chase him in. Even if he chased him in, he would be very cautious so as not to alarm Gao Shu.

No matter what the situation was, it was enough time for her to find a place to hide.

Damn it, she hasn't been in vain wandering around freely in this palace for more than ten years.

An Ran got into the closet through the closet door.

She bet that Wen Feiran would only dare to walk around Gao Shu's place silently and not make any big moves.

But as soon as she finished thinking happily, the crack in front of her eyes widened.

Putting his hand through An Ran's body, Huan'er went to pick up the clothes in the closet with a normal expression.

skirts.

Behind Huan'er, Wen Feiran was holding a bowl of medicine and staring straight at her.

An Ran's smile solidified.

What the hell kind of luck is this?