Chapter 268 The Little Demon Concubine of the Subjugated Country 35
When hearing this sentence, Lin Chunhuan frowned incomprehensibly, recalling whether he had said or done anything that caused Arslan to misunderstand.
But after thinking about it from the beginning, she had never had the ambition to make Arslan the Khan, so how could she have behaved in such a way that he misunderstood her.
Even if she knew that Arslan had indeed become Khan in her previous life, she had no special feelings about it, she just hoped that she could live an easier life.
What really worries her is not whether she can become Khan, but that Azlan is very likely not even the young master!
Didn't he think that once he lost his identity as young master, it might not have any impact on him, but his life would be simpler than before.
What about Dancai Sial?
Lin Chunhuan opened his mouth, feeling that he had thousands of words to say, but when he looked up and saw Arslan's slightly red, angry eyes, he couldn't say anything for a moment. Not coming out.
A wave of chill spread from deep inside her heart, chilling her whole body inch by inch.
After hesitating for a long time, he finally asked, "Young Master, I have clearly done nothing. Why do you think so?"
"Otherwise?"
Arslan stood up, looking disappointed, "I don't care about the identity of this young master. I don't care whether he can be a khan in the future, just to give you a title. . ”
“But now I understand that everything I have done for you may be worthless in your opinion, so I should do nothing. The rules are right, as expected, a woman from the Central Plains. You are not qualified to be a Dalan clan."
As soon as he finished speaking, Arslan turned and left.
The moment he closed the door, Lin Chunhuan felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and could not stop his body from shaking at all.
She didn't even have the courage to ask, what should Siyal do?
The sky darkened as the sky gradually became chaotic and then calmed down with the sound of breathing. With a hoarse voice, Lin Chunhuan called Ulji in and asked for something to eat.
The morning sickness reaction that had never occurred before suddenly appeared when she swallowed the first mouthful of food, turned around and vomited.
Uleji looked anxious, but she was just a girl. Faced with this kind of thing, she didn’t know what to do. She could only pat Lin Chunhuan’s back gently, trying to make her calm a little bit. Get comfortable.
Lin Chunhuan picked up the cup and rinsed his mouth, raised his hand to wipe away the tears caused by hyperemesis, and leaned on the edge of the bed, breathing heavily.
She was silent for most of the day and thought for most of the day.
At first, she tried to excuse Arslan, thinking that maybe the other party had not thought about the consequences at all, and made a reckless decision just because he really cared about her.
But when such an idea appeared, she really had no way to deceive herself.
Can a man who can win battles all year round, be brave and good at fighting, and who is absolutely capable of becoming a Khan, really be a reckless fool?
The answer is obvious, impossible.
Azlan wanted to get it. He knew that once he lost his position as the young master, Cashiyal would have to return to live with the Khan. After all, his biological mother was with him, which was a privilege that only the young master had.
He also knows that without this identity, the safety of the women in the young master's house is no longer guaranteed.
Not only her, Lin Chunhuan, but also the two women who were given as gifts.
He knows it all! But I still did it. No one would do a business that would cost me grandma's house at a loss. If I did, it would be because there was a greater profit. With his heart beating uncontrollably, Lin Chunhuan took a deep breath and climbed back onto the bed, "Wuleji, please go out first. I want to rest."
"But..." Ulji hesitated, "Dalan, you haven't eaten for a long time. Do you really want to stop eating?"
However, this time, Ulji did not get a response. , Lin Chunhuan on the bed seemed to have really fallen asleep, and her breathing became steady and long.
Seeing this, Ulji didn't know what to do. He could only silently take the food and exit, closing the door softly.
Lin Chunhuan slept for four real days.
“Good morning, Ulji, what delicious food did you cook today?”
In the early morning of the fifth day, Ulji was still worrying about how to get Lin Chunhuan to eat a little more. Before she could figure out the reason, he walked up to her with a smile on his face.
My body is neat and tidy, and my face is radiant. I don’t look like I have been depressed for several days at all.
Wuleji blinked his eyes, "Dalan, are you okay?"
"What can happen to me?" Lin Chun responded with a smile, "Hurry up. Bring me breakfast. I have to apologize to the young master later. The couple can't stay in a stalemate over this matter."
Hearing this, Ulji was relieved. With a tone of voice, he quickly placed the prepared things in front of Lin Chunhuan, "It's great that you can think so, Dalan."
"You don't even know that I have been anxious to death these past few days. I am really afraid that there will really be a rift between you and the young master."
Under Wu Leji's chatter, Lin Chunhuan finished breakfast and had a good time. There were a little more than usual, and he looked really hungry.
Without letting Ulji follow, she walked outside the courtyard of Arslan by herself, took a deep breath, her originally smiling eyebrows became softer, and the corners of her lips were slightly depressed. His eyes were slightly red.
I didn’t even go in. I just stood outside under the big tree. The handkerchief was rolled up into a ball and then loosened. My expression was tangled and lost. I stood there until noon, with servants coming and going. She pointed, but no one came forward and said a word to her.
It was not until lunch that Arslan came back with his personal bodyguard. Their eyes met, but the other person just frowned and looked away, and went straight back to his residence.
Seeing this, Lin Chunhuan did not follow him, but lowered his head, his expression becoming more and more lost.
There is an ice basin in the room, and the coolness drives away the heat outside.
Arizlan’s favorite food was all on the table today, but after taking off his chopsticks, he felt that the food in front of him was a bit bland, “Is she still out there?”
The guards around him didn't react for a moment. After all, Arslan had never mentioned Lin Chunhuan in the past few days. Even though he knew that the other party was still pregnant, he never cared about her.
I am afraid that no one who serves dim sum can be as indifferent as him, so everyone is guessing that the Dalan family in Zhongyuan is afraid that he has become too fresh and has fallen out of favor. .
Even if she is pregnant and carrying one in her belly, her low status cannot be changed.
If it weren’t for the talented Xiyal from above, the government would never allow such things as underestimation and flattery. Lin Chunhuan might even have problems with the most basic living security.