The Fairy in Fast Time

The thin clouds floated in the sky with the breeze, it was June, and the green willows were full of shade.

As the imperial capital of Tianyin, Qingcheng seems to be a bustling and bustling scene at any time, and the crowds are bustling, slowly gathering in the spacious streets.

As the saying goes, the prosperity of the world is for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit.

All living beings in the world are busy running for their own interests.

"Yesterday, Sui Han was unwell, and I still hope Mr. Haihan." Wen Han's voice was light, with a lonely and cold attitude.

Seeing this, Song Yu slightly curled his lower lip, looked straight at him, and said: "I heard that the beauty of Nanfeng Tower is outstanding, and seeing her now, she really lives up to her reputation."

"Thank you." Wen Han closed his eyes and said.

"Sir, please sit down." The man in purple made a gesture of invitation with a low voice.

After Wen Han sat down with his sleeves flicked, he closed his eyes slightly and thoughtfully looked at the Heli Seventh Prince in front of him...

Fuck, could it be the original owner's concubine?

[System: Thinking too much...]

Wen Han: According to the urine nature of the previous world mudslide plot, it's hard to say, single-handedly :)

[System: [Smiling reveals mom selling batches. jpg] Dad told you a long time ago that you are innocent. 】

Wen Han: Oh, I almost forgot, I was taken aback.

Wen Han: Just now I was thinking that if Jun Ziqing found out about this, he wouldn't kill me later.

【System: ...I drop this bowl of Wenhan brand dog food, you may die :)】

Warm and cold: flattering.

Rong Feng was sitting on the chair in front of the window with great determination, and his gaze fell on Wen Han vaguely, as if he was evaluating something.

And Mu Qi was leaning against the door with a sword in his hand, closing his eyes and resting his mind.

"I don't know what's the important thing for you to call Suihan here?" Wen Han took a sip of tea.

Hearing this, a smile appeared in Song Yu's eyes, and he said loudly: "The next group of people come from the country of Heli, and now they have traveled thousands of miles to Tianyin to find someone."

Wen Han's eyelids twitched inexplicably, and he smiled faintly, "Oh?"

"Young master, my father's name is Wen Xingzhi?" Song Yu asked softly, staring at his face.

[System: Yes, by the way, the original body's mother's name is Qi Huan. 】

Wen Han: I have a bad feeling :)

"Yes or no, it has nothing to do with you." Wen Han's face was frosty, and his voice was cold.

Hearing this, Song Yu smiled indifferently, and said in a low voice: "My lord, would you like to hear me tell a story?"

"Appreciate further details."

To be honest, Wen Han is now full of curiosity and curiosity about the upcoming plot...

The excitement of going to do something.

"Fifteen years ago, the royal family of Heli Kingdom encountered an extremely thrilling assassination incident." Song Yu started with a royal secret. He lowered his eyelashes, looked at the tea leaves floating in the teacup, and began to tell a story A dusty past.

……

Half an hour later, Wen Han took a big sip of tea with twitching corners of his mouth, and it was extremely difficult to digest the royal family secret that Song Yu told him.

To sum it up simply, his father Wen Xingzhi, formerly known as Helizhi, is actually the younger brother of Emperor Heli, while his mother Qi Huan is the only daughter of Prime Minister Heli.

The two fell in love at first sight, and after their wedding, they were very affectionate, and soon after they gave birth to him.

Since Wen Xingzhi liked to play with flowers, plants, zither, chess, calligraphy, calligraphy and so on all day long, and had no ambition for imperial power, the emperor simply made him an idle king.

And Emperor Heli had three princesses and four princes back then, among which the seventh prince, Heli Songyu, was gifted and intelligent since he was a child, and was favored by the emperor.

When Yuanchen was five years old, he was brought into the palace by his father. By chance, Yuanchen met the seventh prince, who was one year older than him, and coldly called him cousin on the spot. The seventh prince who was only six years old was stunned for a long time.

But in fact, after all, the original body and the seventh prince Song Yu only met two or three times, and Wen Han really couldn't figure out why he came here after so many years.

Because as early as 15 years ago during the royal autumn hunting, his father and mother took him outside and held a banquet with the emperor and princes at the hunting ground.

Just as the group of them were enjoying themselves with wine, the royal family of Heli encountered a thrilling assassination, which even drove Emperor Heli to a dead end at one point, approaching a cliff.

However, his father was killed on the spot by the sword in order to protect the emperor, and his mother, who was being hunted down, fell into the cliff while protecting him. rescued by the old man.

So later his mother made a decision, decided to use this to escape from the open and secret struggles of the Heli royal family, and then brought the five-year-old him to Tianyin with the old man incognito.

And his mother, Qi Huan, was also a very resourceful woman. After coming to Tianyin, after several twists and turns, she bought a restaurant, and then gradually developed it into the current Nanfeng Tower.

Later, his mother became ill due to longing, and passed away after Dang raised Yuanzhen until she was 15 years old.

The jade Xiao that Wen Han blew before was a token of love from King Xian to Qi Huan, and it was made of Heli's unique water fat jade, which was priceless.

……

"The word zhihuan is engraved in that jade xiao, which can be seen by candlelight at night, you will know it once you try it." Song Yu smiled.

Wen Han drank his tea silently and didn't answer.

"Speaking of which, you really don't remember me?" Song Yu said.

"I was too young at that time, I..." Wen Han's mouth twitched, "I don't remember clearly."

"It's okay, just get to know each other again." Song Yu raised his hand and poured tea for Wen Han, with a smile slowly spreading from the corner of his eyes, "My name is Heli Songyu, you can call me Ayu, or... "

"Cousin." His voice was low and hoarse, with a sense of intimacy for no reason.

Seeing this, Wen Han pondered for a moment, looked up at Song Yu, and said lightly: "You came to see me, do you want me to go back with you?"

Hearing this, Song Yu smiled dumbly, "It's not impossible."

"I'm... living a good life now." Wen Han's lips twitched slightly, and he declined him politely.

Song Yu's eyes darkened, and he raised his voice at the end, "Really?"

Seeing him like this, Wen Han somehow felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity, but he didn't have the slightest impression when he recalled it carefully, so he lowered his eyes and responded softly, "En."

"Okay." Song Yu chuckled a few times, turned his head to look at him and said, "I will stay here for a few days, if you change your mind, you can come to me at any time."

Wen Han stood up slowly, with a calm gaze, "I see."

Then he bowed to Song Yu and said: "I still have something to do, so I will take my leave first."

"Please." Song Yu smiled slightly.

……

"Your Highness, are you really planning to bring him back to Heli?" Rong Feng asked.

"Why, do you have an opinion?" Song Yu lowered his eyelashes and looked at his hands, his tone a little casual.

"No...but he doesn't seem to want to." Rong Feng said cautiously.

"Then..." Song Yu's lips curled up into a gentle smile, the expression on his face was gloomy, "Tie him back."

***

Two days later, the gentleman's house on East Street.

Jun Ziqing was wearing a silver-patterned robe with a white background, covered with a layer of black gauze, and his leg-length black hair fell like a waterfall, making his body look even taller.

"I also said that Ah Han forgot about me, and he hasn't come to see me for so long." Jun Ziqing whispered softly, straightening the white brocade clothes on the long table with her hands down her eyes.

Wen Han who was standing behind him felt a little guilty for some reason, because he had been bothering about Song Yu for the past two days.

Damn it, who made that Seventh Prince love to lean in front of him whenever he had something to do, but he was still unable to guard against him, maybe he would suddenly appear from that corner.

There is no place for him to hide.

"Recently, there are some things going on in the building..." Wen Han rubbed his nose and said, obviously lacking confidence.

Jun Ziqing's dark eyes gradually became darker, but he didn't say anything, just picked up the clothes he had made in the past few days, and said to him softly: "Ah Han, come here."

"Huh?" Wen Han obediently took a few steps closer.

"Take off." The smile on Jun Ziqing's face was as warm as the spring breeze in March.

Wen Han was silent for a while, then slowly untied his belt.

……

A quarter of an hour later.

Jun Ziqing stood behind Wen Han, with the corners of his lips twitching slightly, he brushed his black hair that was tucked into his collar and scattered it behind him, and then loosely pulled his hair up with his slender, white fingers, smoothing it out with silver hair. The belt is fixed, and the movements are smooth and smooth.

"Do you still like the clothes I made for you overnight?" Jun Ziqing whispered behind his ear, breathing warmly.

Wen Han stared blankly at himself in the bronze mirror. His thin body was wrapped in a long robe with snow sleeves, making him look taller and taller.

And the corners of the clothes were embroidered with a few peach blossom branches, the pale pink peach blossoms fell on the branches, enchanting and gorgeous, just like the real thing, it can be seen that Jun Ziqing's embroidery skills are really exquisite.

What's more, this suit fits perfectly.

"How do you know my size?" The corners of Wen Han's mouth curled up slightly, and the joy in his heart was beyond words.

"It came out by touching it." Jun Ziqing looked at him sideways, with a gentle voice, then slowly raised his left hand and stroked it from his shoulder to his waist, "That was when you fell asleep that day."

Wen Han's body couldn't help trembling, and a gorgeous firework exploded in his mind.

"By the way, you said earlier that there was something going on in your building?" Jun Ziqing just wrapped his arms around his waist and led him to the round table and sat down, his voice extremely soft.

"Hmm..." Wen Han's attention was suddenly diverted, he frowned, looking a little irritable.

"If you don't mind, can you tell me about it?" Jun Ziqing said warmly while pouring tea.

Hearing this, Wen Han let out a long sigh, and said, "To put it simply, it's a cousin who only met two or three times when I was a child, and found me after 15 years of separation."

Hearing this, Jun Ziqing's brows and eyes were soft, and he coaxed calmly, "Oh? Then what's his name?"

"Song Yu." Wen Han replied casually, "He is from Heli, so he wanted to take me back to Heli country, but I declined, but he still seems unwilling to give up, and has been hanging around me these days dangling..."

Jun Ziqing couldn't help but pause while pouring the tea, and the black color in his eyes gradually became darker.

He remembered the ravings of the person in front of him when he had a fever...

Honor, Yu...

Song Yu.

Jun Ziqing closed his eyes slightly and put the teapot on the table, making a crisp sound.

The sour and resentful emotions in his heart silently gnawed at his heart, making his breathing a little disordered.

—Admit it, Jun Ziqing...

—You are just jealous.