A gentleman takes revenge, relying on his face for ten years

That night.Third watch.

Outside the window, frogs croak and owls scream, and the incense and candles in the house are intoxicating.

In the ancestral hall, in front of the tablet, on the futon, Yan Chongjin kneeled very skillfully.

Yan Zhuoyun leaned on his crutches and knocked the stone slabs under his feet until he blushed with anger: "You little bastard, are you going to tell me or not?!"

Yan Chongjin said helplessly: "Grandpa, you better stop asking, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it." This old man is really a mature man, and he only picks the two fathers when they do good things and comes to him...

"Hmph, why can't I stand it?" Yan Zhuoyun said coldly, "You didn't feel ashamed to kill chickens in a radius of three miles before. If you didn't do anything wrong, you would come here to kneel in the ancestral hall? Those two bastards Do you want to be fooled by this old man, all of them think that I am an old fool?!"

Yan Chongjin decided to keep fooling him: "Grandpa, my grandson came to the ancestral hall to reflect on the matter because the emperor lost blood and fell into a coma because of his ineffective protection of the Lord."

Yan Zhuoyun had an expression that you thought I was stupid: "Back then when the prince fell into the water, who did not save him? And who said that it will be difficult for Yan's family to go to the Immortal?"

Alright, you have a good memory, grandson, let me admit defeat.Yan Chongjin said mournfully, "Grandson did something wrong."

"What's the matter? You didn't shoot all the chickens in the palace, did you?"

Can we leave out the chicken?Yan Chongjin said in a muffled voice, "I just accidentally...disgraced a person."

Yan Zhuoyun was taken aback when he heard the words, then his old eyes lit up, and he smiled and said: "You little rolling pin has finally opened up! Which girl is it? Is your father planning to propose marriage?"

"male."

The two words are like a head of cold water poured down, which makes the heart of the old man feel cold.Yan Zhuoyun raised his crutches to beat him, but he was still not willing to do so, so angry that he burst into tears.

"Old man... What kind of evil did this old man do? One, two, three, all mixed up with men, God wants to kill my Yan family!"

He howled so miserably that it alarmed two experts with good ears in the Huanchun courtyard.

Yan Buli and Chi Yue hurried to the backyard, and as soon as they entered the ancestral hall, seeing Yan Chongjin kneeling and Yan Zhuoyun going crazy, they also guessed in their hearts that they had revealed their secrets.

"Father." Yan Buli helped the old father who ran away violently, and persuaded him in a good voice, "Anyway, the emperor doesn't know now, so you can just pretend that this is not the case?"

"What? That man is the emperor?!" Yan Zhuoyun didn't come up in one breath, and passed out directly.

Yan Chongjin and Chi Yue: "..."

Yan Buli kept busy, strangled and lost his true energy, and finally rescued the old man.

Yan Zhuoyun's face was gray and bloodshot, and he pointed at Yan Chongjin with trembling fingers, and asked with the last hope: "Does he want you to sleep with me, or..."

Yan Chongjin replied honestly: "It was the grandson who was drunk and raped the emperor."

Chi Yue made another knife proudly: "My son, could it be down there?"

Yan Zhuoyun closed his eyes, wanting to die immediately.

If Yan Chongjin is the one below, at most he can bear the reputation of serving the emperor with sex, and exploiting his position and depriving him of the title is the top.But if he became the emperor, or when the other party was unwilling, he would have committed a serious crime and ransacked his family and family without running away.

"Father, it's not as serious as you think." Yan Buli comforted, "Who didn't make mistakes when he was young? The emperor doesn't know who did it now, as long as Papa doesn't show his true face, it's fine."

"I'm afraid the paper won't be able to contain the fire." Yan Zhuoyun struggled to get up, and sat on the futon panting heavily, "Can he wear that ugly face for the rest of his life?"

Yan Chongjin was also a little apprehensive.

Liang Han met Father Yue today, and sooner or later he would suspect him, especially the way the other party looked at him before he passed out... Something was really wrong.

He is a person who has died once, and his life is not a pity, but after all, he can't hurt the whole family of Yan's family.

"Father." He asked Xiang Yanbuli, "I remember you still have the jade ointment?"

Yan Buli nodded: "Yes."

"My son wants to use it."

"Ah?" Yan Buli frowned.

Back then Chi Yue came back from the dead and returned with scars scarred by thousands of swords.Seeing his heartache, he asked Lin Ziyu to develop a medicine for promoting muscle growth and skin rejuvenation.

Yusheng ointment is really easy to use, and it can replace the skin and remove the scars in a few hours, but the process is not so pleasant.Erosion of dead skin and growth of new flesh can be described as unbearably painful, even scarier than five stones.Chi Yue was the toughest guy he had ever seen, and just like that, he made it clear that he would rather be cut to pieces than suffer this crime.Could it be... son wants to challenge?

Yan Chongjin looked down at his palm.Due to years of practicing bow and arrow and stick skills, thin calluses have grown on the palms and fingers. This feature is too obvious.

Liang Han was able to tell the authenticity through Father Yue's hand, which shows that the other party was also deeply impressed by his hand.Although the man is still asleep now, he will wake up sooner or later, and it is hard to guarantee that he will not be seen through.

Chi Yue held her chin and said, "Even if you change your hands, what if Emperor Bean Sprouts becomes suspicious of your face?"

Upon hearing this disrespectful title, Yan Zhuoyun choked and almost fainted again.

Yan Chongjin said: "Uncle Lin glued it to me when he left. It will be difficult to tear off unless soaked in water for a long time. It should be enough to distinguish the real one from the real one."

Yan Buli took the Yusheng ointment from the room and handed it to him, still feeling a little unbearable: "Son, this medicine is very uncomfortable, why don't we think of other ways?"

What else can I do?Liang Han is a bright-minded and suspicious person, if he wants to fool him, how can he not pay the price?Yan Chongjin took the medicine bottle with firm eyes: "It's okay, Dad, I can bear it."

If you can't bear it, you have to bear it.Who told myself to be confused for a while?

Think of it as... a punishment for making a big mistake.

......

Is it a dream?

Very big snow.

The body was wet and cold, as if immersed in water, surrounded by misty mist.The vast white snow fell from the sky, and the crystal snowflakes fell into the pupils of the pupils, dissolving a bit of coolness to the bone.

As soon as the body lightened, it seemed that someone lifted himself up.I heard a childish voice beside my ear: "Hey, it seems to be alive..."

As soon as the whole person relaxes, his consciousness instantly plunges into darkness.

In the long and suffocating darkness, he smelled a strong smell of medicine and heard someone talking beside him.

"Whose child is this?"

"I fished it out of the water, probably because the fish in the lake have become fine!"

The sudden anger in his heart forced him to open his eyes, and said angrily at a guy who was eating oranges: "Presumptuous! I am the crown prince!"

"What is the prince? Can you eat it?" The child narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly, "Hello, prince, my name is Yan Chongjin."

Recognizing that juicy, beautiful and hateful face, Liang Han suddenly woke up.

The sky was bright outside the window, and the light shining into the room made the eyebrows sore.He blinked, and realized that he was not in the dormitory of the Dome Palace, but lying on a canopy bed hung with a feather-patterned indigo curtain.

Too bad, didn't you go back to the palace all night?

In order to save Liang Rui yesterday, he lost a lot of blood and passed out on the spot. After being rescued by Imperial Physician Xue and Lin Ziyu, he was given a lot of ginseng soup and sugar water.Although his complexion recovered a bit, his body was still weak, so he slept in a daze for another night.

He struggled to get up and shouted weakly: "Come here..."

Yan Chongjin, who was guarding the room, was startled when he heard the sound, and lifted the bed curtain to stop the emperor who was climbing down: "Your Majesty, the imperial doctor said that your dragon body has not healed, so you cannot go down to the ground."

Liang Han is used to working hard, rubbing his forehead, as if he was a workaholic: "If you help me, I can still go to court."

Yan Chongjin entangled his swaying body and persuaded him: "The minister has delivered a letter to the palace, the emperor might as well rest for a while, and leave after eating."

After donating blood, it is necessary to supplement nutrition, and Liang Hao also felt a little hungry: "Then I will have a meal at your house, and then leave after eating."

"Your Majesty, you're being polite. Doctor Xue is stewing medicinal food, and I'll bring it over right away." Yan Chongjin helped him to sit at the table, but Liang Han took his hand.Touched, touched again.

How do you feel different from yesterday?Or was he already confused at that time?Liang Han was puzzled and said, "Your hands for wielding knives and swords are quite thin..."

Even though he was mentally prepared, Yan Chongjin's neck felt hot and his whole body was strange.He hastily withdrew his hand and coughed dryly: "My minister... is better at maintenance."

Sensing the other party's evasion, Liang Hao's expression also became embarrassed: "You, don't get me wrong, I am not a broken sleeve, I just admitted the wrong person yesterday."

"I understand." Yan Chongjin's eyes darkened, and he said in a deep voice, "My father has a twin brother who looks very much like him."

"Oh?" Liang Han became interested, "Where is that person?"

"Passed away."

"..."

"However, Weichen's uncle left a son, and his cousin's appearance is also about the same."

Liang Han became interested again: "Where is your cousin?"

"Dongying."

"..."

Do we have to speak out of breath?Liang Han suddenly felt bad.

That bastard has kept silent, could it be because he doesn't understand Chinese?Could it be that he, the majestic Dachun emperor, was raped by an oriental devil? !What about national dignity?What about national festivals?

"I heard that Dongpu's missions will visit during the summer festival..."

Yan Chongjin didn't expect him to take it seriously, and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, it shouldn't be Chi Han. That kid has been in Dongying, and he hasn't entered the Central Plains for ten years."

Liang Han poured a cup of tea, moistened his throat and said, "I didn't say it was him, but I just wanted to meet. You go back and write a letter, asking him to come with the mission."

"..." Yan Chongjin finally knew what it meant to shoot himself in the foot.

Seeing that the other party had been silent for a long time, Liang Han raised his eyes and asked, "What, is there any difficulty?"

"No......"

Liang Hao looked at him and smiled: "Then what are you worried about? Are you afraid that I will eat your cousin?"

"I dare not."

"I'm just not reconciled, so I want to meet someone similar to him." Liang Han sighed, "Maybe he is really not a mortal, and I just don't want to find him."

Looking at the disappointed expression of the other party, Yan Chongjin clenched his fists tightly, and suddenly had the urge to step forward to admit it.At this time, Imperial Physician Xue's voice came from outside the door: "Master Yan, the emperor's medicinal food is ready."

Yan Chongjin opened the door and took the suitcases, put them on the table one by one for Liang Han, and was about to leave after saying goodbye.

Liang Hao stopped him and said, "Anyway, I can't eat so much, so you can eat with me."

Someone pointed to his face: "Your Majesty, are you sure you want to have dinner at the same table with this minister?" Are you afraid to spit it out?

"I just eat and don't look at you."

Yan Chongjin had no choice but to sit down, took off his mask, and ate a jujube cake casually.

Liang Hao sipped his sweet porridge in suspense, and said while drinking: "Your original appearance...is very similar to Mr. Chi?"

"The minister was too young to remember clearly."

"You don't believe me, I dreamed last night that I fell into the water when I was ten years old. In the dream, you saved me and said that I was a fish in the lake who became a spirit..."

Yan Chongjin almost choked to death, turned his face away and coughed.

what happened?Why did Liang Hao dream about his previous life experience? !

Seeing his intense reaction, Liang Han was a little confused: "People's dreams are all random, do you still take it seriously?"

Stupid, is that true? !Yan Chongjin took a sip of tea and calmed down.

Liang Han said again: "You look pretty good in your dream, exactly the same as that little bastard ten years ago."

Yan Chongjin spat out with a puff, and coughed violently again.

Liang Han was dissatisfied.Is it so terrible to have a meal with me?I didn't spit or spit, you're so excited.

Yan Chongjin grabbed the mask and put it on his face, pleading guilty: "Your Majesty, forgive me, I've lost my manners."

Liang Hao waved his hand without raising his head: "Come on, you step back first."

"Wei Chen retire."

As soon as he exited the room, he bumped into Yan Buli within a few steps.

"Papa..." A certain father frowned and his expression was heavy, which made Yan Chongjin think that something happened to the old man at home.

"Father, what's wrong?"

"Go and see Liang Rui." Yan Buli sighed, "That child... seems to be deaf."

Lin Ziyu's prediction was correct. Liang Rui's cold poison was released through the ears, which would inevitably damage hearing, and deafness would happen sooner or later.

Looking at the poor thin child who was weeping silently in the bed, everyone felt depressed for a while.

Liang Rui didn't know what happened. When he woke up, the whole world was eerily quiet.He kept scratching his ears, thinking that something was blocking them.

Seeing that those white and tender ears were scratched with red marks, Liang Han stopped him and said, "Don't scratch it, it's time to break."

"Third Uncle, what are you talking about? Can you speak louder? I... I can't hear... I can't hear..." Liang Rui looked at him blankly, with two eyes Red and swollen like overripe peaches, eyes shrouded in mist were filled with grievances.Large drops of clear tears fell on Liang Han's hands, causing slight pain.

"You don't need to call third uncle." Liang Han held him tightly in his arms, his voice soft but firm.