Han Jiao turned around and scratched at the crack of the door, looking out of the courtyard: "Help me tie the Ferrari to the door pull ring. Your Highness, please go back to the palace earlier."

"What are you doing for you?" Xie Duo laughed, and looked around with his hands on his hips, pretending to be at a loss: "Where is this place? Who am I? The newly hired concierge of the Han family?"

Han Jiao immediately made concessions: "Then you don't care about Ferrari, go back to the palace earlier!"

However, Xie Duo outside the door not only didn't get on his horse obediently, but walked to the gate in a leisurely manner, and said in a low voice: "You are really unscrupulous, Han Xiaobai, do I allow you to retire?"

Han Jiaofei quickly fanned his face, but it was still very hot. He didn't know how to face the big boss, and replied desperately: "Who told His Highness that I know witchcraft, I am heartbroken, and it is inconvenient to treat guests."

"Then please come out, my father. I'll ask if it's convenient for him to entertain guests."

"My father is not at home!"

Xie Duo lowered his head and warned the little prodigy blocking the door, "If I find him, what should you do?"

Han Jiao immediately turned around when he heard the words, and pressed his back against the door firmly to prevent the big boss from breaking in.

However, before his eyes, he suddenly saw a figure in a sky-blue gown descending from the sky, landing lightly!

"It's a little difficult to build the gate wall of the house two feet higher." Xie Duo turned around leisurely, tilted his head to look at the little prodigy who was still reaching the door in vain, and a wicked smile appeared on his lips: "Go and ask your father to hide it." No, I'm going to start looking for him."

However, the little prodigy stared at him motionlessly as if frightened, and was stunned for a long time, then suddenly raised his hand to cover his face!

Xie Duo was taken aback, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you going to cry?"

Han Jiao always suspected that his face was very red now, and he was determined not to let the big boss see his face, so he replied calmly: "No!"

The voice came out through the palm of his hand, muffled, like a grievous nasal sound.

Xie Duo thought that he had frightened the little prodigy, took a step back, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "I'm going back to the palace."

Han Jiao was stunned for a moment, put down his hands, the figure of the big boss was no longer in front of his eyes, and the sound of horseshoes came from behind him, Han Jiao hurriedly turned around and looked outside the crack of the door, leaving only Ferrari alone tied to the ring of the door.

Han Jiao was very angry with himself.

Xie Duo'ai played with him without malice, so why was she so dishonest in front of the big boss with her usually thick skin?

Especially today, for no reason, when Xie Duo raised his eyes to look at him, there was an indescribably familiar smile on his face, which made him suddenly have a heart attack, as if he would lose control if he didn't run away.

What's out of control?

He didn't know, he didn't eat a few mouthfuls of dinner, went back to the room early to rest, and couldn't fall asleep.

"Every time I see you, I'm in a good mood."

"What should I do if I become dependent on Mr.?"

"I have no choice but to not let Mr. leave."

"I seem to have been tricked."

……

Han Jiao covered his ears trying to stop the "single cycle" in his head!

The one who knows witchcraft is the big boss!

Unprecedented, Han Jiao went to the backyard to bring a jar of wine, intending to get himself drunk and sleep well, so as not to think wildly.

The amount of alcohol was really terrible, after three cups, the soles of his feet felt a little fluttering, and he fell down on the bed to rest in a daze.

-

Sunny morning after rain.

The wind was strong, and standing by the rushing river, Han Jiao bowed and said, "Han said that, please think twice, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The slender figure in military uniform and sword still stood with his back, and said in a calm voice, "Mr. Han has traveled thousands of miles to the battlefield, and he must have a plan. I want to be lazy, so please give me your advice."

"According to Han's humble opinion, Xu Chong's deployment has been blocked. If we send out troops to encircle him according to the original plan, we will inevitably go deep alone, and the gains will not be worth the loss." Han Jiao said solemnly: "Now that the people in the city have evacuated, the enemy has looted for three days. , Your Highness only needs to firmly block the pass and hold on for another seven days, and the enemy will retreat without fighting."

"That's not what I want to hear."

Han Jiao was surprised: "Then..."

The man turned around leisurely. He had a handsome face that was not commensurate with the reputation of the "God of War". He stared at Han Jiao calmly with a pair of amber eyes: "What I want to ask is: Mr. Han, as a staff member of Prince Yan's mansion, Why did you come here to inform me?"

Han Jiao nodded and replied, "Your Highness is the foundation of the Great Chu Kingdom. Although Han has no fame, he is also a citizen of Great Chu..."

"If I want to listen to flattery, I don't have to rush here early in the morning to accompany you to drink the northwest wind." Xie Duo stared sharply at the frail scholar in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "I have already heard the news that Xu Chong was intercepted." Know, otherwise before you come to report, the army has already moved out."

Han Jiao's face turned pale, and he nodded and replied in a low voice: "Mr. Han has disturbed His Highness's dream by doing too much."

Xie Duo stepped forward and stared at the white-clothed scholar with downcast eyes, and said in a low voice, "Why did you come to report to me?"

Han Jiao's face was as calm as water, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Repay Your Highness for saving your life."

Xie Duo lifted his chin slightly and looked down at him: "I don't believe it."

"Then Han will be dealt with by military law."

"Why did Sixth Brother send you here?"

"Han came here for His Royal Highness, no one instructed, no premeditation."

Xie Duo looked puzzled: "Is it really just for gratitude?"

Han Jiao lowered his eyes and said lightly: "Yes."

"Then you might as well trust me wholeheartedly."

"Han will not betray King Yan."

Xie Duo sneered: "Then what are you doing now?"

Han Jiao said indifferently: "To protect you well is to repay the kindness of saving your life, and to serve King Yan is to repay the kindness of saving your father."

Xie Duo chuckled lightly: "It doesn't sound like a way to get the best of both worlds."

Han Jiao's expression was firm: "Han can only do his best."

After a moment of silence, Xie Duo said softly: "That day I led the night attack, not to rescue the prisoners. If the battle was not fast enough, you would have already died in the enemy camp. I have no intention of saving you."

Han Jiao lowered his eyes: "Han understands."

"Do you really think I haven't inquired about your background? It is rumored that Mr. Han's three-inch tongue is better than a million teachers'. Such a smooth-tongued person will not be trapped by love."

Han Jiao said indifferently: "Repaying the kindness is only for nothing owed, and has nothing to do with love."

Xie Duo smiled: "Isn't it the first time you have secretly helped me? I saved your life by accident. Do you still want to repay your kindness for the rest of your life?"

Han Jiao still bowed his head and remained silent.

"Watch me answer." Xie Duo ordered.

Han Jiao still didn't respond.

Xie Duo stepped forward, and held up Han Jiao's chin in a blink of an eye, forcing him to look at him, but unexpectedly the white-clothed scholar suddenly became confused, and backed away in panic with a red face.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself!" Han Jiao bowed deeply, his hands trembling slightly.

"Why don't I..." Xie Duo's eyes flashed, he suddenly realized something, and approached again: "Why don't you dare to look at me?"

Han Jiao retreated again and again, and suddenly heard Xie Duo's low reprimand "Be careful", before he could react, his left foot was already in the air, and he stumbled and fell into the turbulent river!

The scholar fluttered in the water without any rules, obviously not familiar with water.

Xie Duo immediately gave the order to save people, looked around, and realized that he was out of the camp to meet him privately, and did not bring his guards with him.

Seeing that the scholar didn't flop a few times, he drifted away along the current like driftwood.

Xie Duo hesitated again and again, and finally chased along the bank quickly with resentment on his face. While chasing, he took off his armor and sword, and plunged into the river.

Han Jiao was pushed ashore, coughed a few times, and hurriedly turned around——

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was majestic and aggressive just now, stood on the bank and stared at him angrily.

Han Jiao hurriedly stretched out his hand to him, trying to pull him up.

The prince suddenly grabbed Han Jiao's hand and pulled him towards him.

Han Jiao almost fell into the river again, but fortunately his side was tightly supported.

"Han Jiao, now you owe me two lives." He was half-immersed in the water, looking up at Han Jiao with a perverted smile in his eyes: "Either get rid of Sixth Brother and go to me, or return my two lives." Forever."

Han Jiao pushed him away and ran away, while the people behind him leaped onto the river bank with their arms outstretched, and quickly chased him, grabbing his arm.

"Your Highness, please respect yourself!" Han Jiao turned around abruptly, unexpectedly, what he saw was King Yan's face.

Han Jiao was confused all of a sudden, and muttered to himself, "Where is His Royal Highness?"

Compassion flashed in King Yan's eyes, and he said in a hoarse voice, "A Duo has gone, my condolences sir, it's time to cheer up."

"Gone? Where did you go..." In the confusion, Han Jiao's heart seemed to be clenched suddenly, and an unbearable despair hit him.

……

Woke up the next day with a dull pain in my head.

Han Jiao felt his cheeks itch in a daze, and stretched out his hand to rub it, wet?

Han Jiao suddenly woke up, sat up, touched his face, and touched the pillow.

crying again?

Only had three drinks last night...

The author has something to say: the "blackening" copy that I like to hear is about to start. The knife in the original work in the dream contrasts sharply with the sweetness of Little Cotton in reality

A knife is not a knife in a dream, our little cotton is a happy little cotton

Note: Xiaobai is the same Xiaobai.

The specific puzzles will be revealed later, and now we only need the original plot as a reference.

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