Fast time travel: the heartthrob villain wants to die

Chapter 189 Gentle Knife
But Lin Siyan did not take him back to the palace to be punished more severely as he told Han Zhefeng, but instead sent him to a quiet and elegant palace in the harem, and specially named it Fengya Palace .

This feeling that he thought he would be thrown into the [-]th level of hell, but was pulled into another heaven in an instant made Han Zhefeng a little confused, but he was flattered at the same time.

Lin Siyan was kind to Han Zhefeng, for no reason.

Logically speaking, an assassin like him who failed in the assassination would end up dying under the enemy's random arrows.No matter how bad it is, they will be thrown into prison, and they will not be able to regain their freedom for life.

But he didn't, Lin Siyan hid him in the deep palace as a favored emperor, and accompanied him every day to tend flowers and plants, and even dismissed all the guards, leaving only a few trusted confidantes.

Everyone couldn't help feeling a little pitiful for Empress Su Wangshu, who had only been welcomed into the palace for less than two months. It was said that His Majesty only stayed in his palace for one night before leaving angrily.

Although everyone didn't understand why the newly-married empress had a rift, but it was estimated that there was also a reason why the Empress was dissatisfied with Prime Minister Su.

It seems that no matter how much the empress loves and loves Su Wangshu, it is impossible for Su Wangshu to be willing to let Prime Minister Su climb on her head just because of Su Wangshu.

All of a sudden, the rumors that the empress was obsessed with masculinity and had no intention of governing the government spread wildly, and the outside world heard endless rumors about the new empress who would harm the country and the people, even Han Zhefeng, who lived in the deep palace, had heard a little bit about it.Han Zhefeng once discussed this issue with Lin Siyan.

In the hot summer, the two of them sat in the lake pavilion in the imperial garden to enjoy the cool air.Lin Siyan sipped his tea while Han Zhefeng slowly fanned the cattail fan in her direction.

Neither of them spoke, only the lake water was flowing quietly, occasionally one or two chirping of insects and birds chirping.

The summer wind blows, bringing bursts of flowers.Lin Siyan's long hair blew up, confusing his eyes.

She wanted to push back the messy long hair that covered her eyes, but just as she raised her hand, the person beside her pressed down on her wrist.Holding a silk ribbon, Han Zhefeng moved behind her, and tied up the soft long hair with his own hands.

The hair in his hand is extremely soft, but he has a cold heart, because that is the emperor aloft.

Han Zhefeng was full of thoughts, casually glanced at the cattail fan on the stone table, then glanced at the few maids by the lake, frowned and said, "The outside world says I'm a beauty."

The hands on the shoulders conjured up a broken cricket out of nowhere, Lin Siyan touched the little thing, and saw that Han Zhefeng had returned to the other side of the stone table, and he picked up the cattail fan again to fan her .

Lin Siyan replied indifferently: "People in the world always like to push the faults of the superiors onto others, such as confidante, such as corrupt officials. Not only Tianji, but Tianshe also has the saying that witches harm the country and corrupt officials harm the people. In the final analysis, the monarch is not in his position and seeks his own government. If there are evil spirits in this world who are harmful to the country, they are indulged by the foolish monarch."

The cricket in his hand was disassembled into pieces of grass roots, and soon, another identical one appeared in Lin Siyan's palm.

Han Zhefeng took the delicate thing and began to dismantle it, and continued to lower his head, with a somewhat obscure tone: "You want to say, you are pampering me?" A pink petal fell into Han Zhefeng's teacup, making a splash. Circle thin ripples.

Lin Siyan picked up the small cup and poured another cup of tea, while the lingering smoke lingered, Han Zhefeng saw a faint smile on the corner of Lin Siyan's mouth: "I mean, you are my beauty, but It's not a source of disaster." The hand that disassembled the grass cricket froze slightly, but then quietly covered it up.

Even if there are rumors and gossips, after all, the two righteous masters have not spoken yet, and those so-called loyal ministers have nothing to do.

On this day, Han Zhefeng sat in the imperial garden, looked at the rows of high palace walls, and said with a sigh: "I really miss the days of hunting in the mountains and forests with my father."

It was just a joke on the spur of the moment, after a moment, the sigh was blown away under the barrier of the palace wall, but Lin Siyan did not expect it to pay attention to it.

After years of absence, Han Zhefeng finally returned to the long-lost mountain forest. Lin Siyan turned his head and asked him, "Are you happy to see something familiar?"

Tianji folks have the custom of returning home in three dynasties, which means that the newlyweds need to go back to their natal home with their wives on the third day after they get married.On this day, wives need to bring gifts to pay homage to their husband's parents.

Han Zhefeng sneaked into the dancers selected by Lin Siyan just to assassinate, of course he didn't care about the so-called return door.

But the empress beside him who brought him into the palace put on a serious look and said, "After hunting, let's meet your younger brother Gu Zheye, okay? After all, this is also a custom, and you Now he is the only family member."

Han Zhefeng touched his aching brain, and walked forward without taking it seriously: "Your Majesty, you don't have to. You haven't even been to the queen's house. What does it look like to accompany me back with a lowly status? , that's not my home anymore." There was still some resentment in her tone.

"Han Zhefeng, are you going to die in hatred and never let yourself go?" A low sigh filled Lin Siyan's deep helplessness.

Han Zhefeng didn't speak, and put his hand on his arm, where there was still the warmth of the woman behind him.In the past days, this man carefully warmed his indifferent heart and spent long nights.

If it weren't for the deep blood feud between the two of them, Han Zhefeng knew that he would fall in love with her irresistibly.However, that is only if.

The sky was about to brighten, and a ray of light broke through the clouds from the sky. Han Zhefeng squinted his eyes to see the sunlight projected in the distance.

That light dispelled the haze of the entire earth in an instant, but it couldn't shine into his depressed heart.

He didn't look back at Lin Siyan who was trying to get closer to him behind him, raised his head to let the sun shine on his whole face, and murmured: "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves."

He pushed her away again.

Lin Siyan's arrow technique is very good.Han Zhefeng watched her standing on the edge of the cliff, five feet away from him, drawing the bow to the full moon, nodding the arrow to the string, closing his left eye and aiming at a fast running deer hidden in the woods far below the cliff.

A tall bunch of black, straight and smooth long hair was blown up by the wind, and Han Zhefeng could even hear the tragic whine of the feathered arrow passing through the air and piercing the stag's heart.This kind of arrow technique is already considered to be the best in the world, coupled with the even better sword technique, if this person seriously wants his life, he will definitely not be able to live to see the sun tomorrow.

Han Zhefeng looked at the layers of green leaves under the cliff with a complicated expression, his thoughts were so deep that he didn't even know that Lin Siyan took his hand with a smile.

(End of this chapter)