Fast time travel: the heartthrob villain wants to die

Chapter 205

"Thank you." Han Zhefeng smiled and sent several old Han family members who were helping to find and sort out the required books to go out. After the other party walked dozens of steps, he closed the door and sat down at the table. He picked the top one with his hands. A book of reading.

Although not necessary.The general who immediately shrouded his body in horse leather before he could reach it, no matter how great his military exploits were, he didn't have to check many things after all.

What's more, it is for the Han family who have been beaten as "rebellious officials and thieves".

He conscientiously recorded every great victory of the Han family in the past, and only waited for his gray hair to live with Linsiyan Palace for the rest of his life. Although he could not take revenge, he had no regrets.

He never expected that he would end up like this, even at this moment, he has already been conferred the title of Noble Monarch.

I still feel that if I wait for more than ten days, that person will get better and release the paper kite with me again. Maybe I am busy in the wind and dust or running around in the starry night, but I still have high spirits and a smile on my face.

He flipped a page lightly.Han Zhefeng subconsciously softened his brows and faintly smiled.

He remembered that he was lazy to cope with the complicated palace banquet that day, so he excused himself and left the banquet early, and happened to meet Lin Siyan when he returned to his palace.

The night was dark, he walked slowly on the long street in the palace, and saw that person walking from a distance.The palace has been extremely frugal recently, the light from the lanterns is dim, but it is enough to illuminate her beautiful appearance.

His heart moved, and he borrowed some alcohol to come forward and talk: "Your Majesty thought they were bored and left the table?"

"It's just too strong to drink." The other party blinked and showed a knowing smile, raised his eyebrows and looked at him for a moment, and then said, "Instead of drinking, why don't you drink some sober tea."

Han Zhefeng remembered that many years ago he also wanted to invite Lin Siyan for a cup of tea, but she coldly rejected him, but now he was invited by her instead, and he was a little at a loss.

"There happens to be a tea house near the palace,... Would your majesty come to hold a candle night chat with us?"

"From the moment I met you, it's like returning home with an old friend." Lin Siyan smiled again, "I'm bothering you."

Although Han Zhefeng has a taciturn personality, it is not uncommon for him to hold a volume of books and read for hours. In the past, most of his time was spent reading miscellaneous books in a secluded place outside the city.

Gradually, without knowing why, it became a new habit to sit in teahouses when I had nothing to do.

Regular customers also know that the table by the window on the second floor was reserved by Mr. Han for his friends.

It was sunset again, and Han Zhefeng watched the guests leave in twos and threes, and the waiters packed up and rested, motioned Lin Siyan to take the wine cup, and got up with the wine jug, "Go and sit on it."

Lin Siyan didn't understand why he followed, and saw Han Zhefeng climbing to the roof—almost slipped down in the middle, but he sat on it dangerously, and then lowered his head as if nothing had happened and called her: "Come up, I can't pull you up!" ?”

Lin Siyan glanced at him silently, supported the tile with one hand, turned over and sat up neatly, filled his wine glass again, and then said: "Be careful not to fall."

Han Zhefeng didn't answer, and lay down on his own.The beautiful clouds that were burning like fire were gradually engulfed by the thick black night.

He was fascinated by the starry sky for a while, and his voice was a little ethereal: "When I was young, my aunt always liked to take me to play in the capital whenever she came back from the border. This teahouse is a private property under her name... Then I've been meaning to lie here till dark."

"Huh?" Lin Siyan replied lazily, imitating his example and spreading herself on the roof.

"But every time I don't stay until dark, I will be taken back by my father." Han Zhefeng's voice had a hint of a smile, and it seemed to be an implicit sigh.

"..." Lin Siyan also knew what happened later.

"Later, my aunt was killed, and my father went with him not long after he got too sad." He turned over, picked up the wine pot and poured it into his mouth, "So this teahouse and the pawnshops of the nearby inns are my It's over, I want to lie down for as long as I want, no one told me to get down and go home when it's getting dark."

"...It's getting dark now, do you want me to kick you down now?"

Han Zhefeng: "..." Although I knew that Lin Siyan wanted to comfort himself, it was just that this way was too strange.

"Let's not talk about that, in a few days we will need to rely on your disguise technique to cooperate with the outside, wish us success." Lin Siyan smiled lightly, raised his hand and drank the wine in the glass.

"Naturally." Han Zhefeng drank the same gulp, "Then I wish you invincible and invincible!"

Later, when he recalled the conversation again, he remembered that he forgot a sentence that day, hoping that we can all be well.

The days seemed endless, and he felt that he had been repeating this for a long time, but the red sun in the sky seemed to have never changed its position.

He simply watched it slowly as a way to pass the time, and he didn't feel tired—he couldn't feel anything right now, just like he was having a long, long dream.

Since it is a dream, there is nothing unreasonable in such a way of not worrying about everything.

The old department of the Han family was kind enough to help, probably looking for all the books they could find that recorded the events of recent years, and most of the thick stacks of books were useless.

He flipped through the pages and suddenly came across a line of handwriting, which said that Zhu Yutu had brought many disasters to the Han family. If the Han family wanted this map to appear again, they would have to exchange it with one thing—reflecting the book with blood.

Han Zhefeng froze for a moment, uncontrollably recalling the past when he rescued Lin Siyan from Tianshe.

"Fifth Prince is lazy, let's go to sleep at the inn later." He didn't know what happened, but he boldly teased Lin Siyan at that time.

But Lin Siyan seemed to be really sleepy, and rubbed against his shoulder, probably because he was uncomfortable, and lay down on his lap without much hesitation, even though he was a little sleepy, he didn't forget to fight back: " Working at sunrise and resting at sunset is the right way to keep in good health, what do you know?"

Han Zhefeng wanted to throw the man off his lap right away, but unfortunately, his waist was pinned down one step earlier, and he was always ticklish, so he had to keep silent and make a compromise.

After such a bumpy journey, Han Zhefeng gradually became a little sleepy, and fell asleep leaning on the soft cushion behind him.

He didn't sleep deeply, and he woke up as soon as the carriage stopped. Before he could ask if he had arrived, he heard the coachman explain that after the heavy rain, the road was blocked by falling rocks, and the carriage could not pass, so he had to divert.

The moon is shining brightly in front of my eyes.Half asleep and half awake, he looked down along the ray of clear light and saw Lin Siyan who was pillowed on his lap.

Looking at a slender and thin person curled up in such a not-so-capable carriage, he felt a little aggrieved.

Han Zhefeng laughed softly, inexplicably feeling that this situation was a bit like elopement—or the kind of elopement in which two inexperienced young people did not bring enough money in a hurry.

Then Lin Siyan opened his eyes, and asked him if he was there yet, still feeling sleepy.

(End of this chapter)