I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Just when Han Yi felt that he was probably going to be cold, the maid's hand shook for some reason, and the dagger in her hand fell directly.

At this time, Han Yi fell to the ground because he was leaning back too much, and then happened to see a small stone turning around him.

After the court lady dropped the dagger, she still refused to let go of Han Yi who tried to rush up and strangle him to death.

Then she fell to the side clutching her legs.

No matter how stupid Han Yi is, he knows that someone must be helping him, but who is it?Why didn't you show up?

The little maid's leg seemed to be seriously injured, she couldn't even stand up, and she persistently crawled towards Han Yi.

Han Yi had already reacted at this time, quickly stood up and pushed a few steps and shouted: "There is an assassin, come!"

The position chosen by the little palace lady was really a little remote. It took a while after Han Yi finished shouting before someone led the team over.

Han Yi deliberately didn't touch the dagger in the hand of the little palace lady, and didn't try to subdue the little palace lady. Who knows what dangerous things are on this person, he doesn't intend to take risks.

After the guards came over, they swiftly grabbed the little maid, and the commander of the guards saluted Han Yi and said, "The subordinate came late, which surprised the captain."

Han Yi was really frightened. At this time, his heart was still beating fast, so he could barely maintain his calm and said, "Check!"

He felt that there were many questions in his mind, but he couldn't express them for some reason, so he could only say this one word.

Naturally, there is also a place of detention in the palace, for the purpose of interrogating court ladies and eunuchs who have committed crimes.

As the sufferer, Han Yi went directly to the ear room to calm down.

Of course, before he calms down, he needs to inform the punishment of what happened today, and then the punishment will go to interrogate the prisoner.

The narration this time was really difficult for him. Obviously someone helped him, but he still couldn't say it, because this person didn't show up, and no one found such a person. He did it by himself, and then held back the embarrassing blushing under Dian Xing's praise.

After the punishment, Han Yi drank his saliva, which slowly calmed down his mood.

In the process, he also guessed why the little maid wanted to assassinate him.

But first of all, it is necessary to analyze the identity of this little maid. She said that she was ordered by Zhao Ji, so she was ordered by Zhao Ji to kill Han Yi?

If so, why did Zhao Ji suddenly hate him so much?

He thought he had no deep hatred with Zhao Ji.

If not, then what kind of hatred does this little maid have for him?

Han Yi couldn't figure it out, all of this might have to wait for the little maid to speak.

Not long after, the door of the side room was suddenly pushed open, and Yan Zheng, who was dressed in thin clothes, appeared at the door. Han Yi knew that he came directly from Yan Zijian's bedroom at a glance, and he didn't know how hurried he was at that time. No coat or cloak was worn.

After seeing Han Yi, he took a long breath and shouted, "Ah Yi!"

Han Yi was startled when he saw Yan Zheng, who had a cold body on his body: "Why are you dressed so lightly? Isn't it cold? Close the door!"

In the end, he still spoke to the little eunuch who was panting behind Yan Zheng.

Yan Zheng didn't seem to care whether he was cold or not, he just stretched out his hand to hold Han Yi's shoulder and asked, "Is there any injury?"

Han Yi shook his head, and at the same time took off the cloak he was wearing and put it on Yan Zheng, saying, "Why don't you wear more in such a cold day? What if it freezes?"

As soon as Han Yi raised his hand, Yan Zheng saw that his palm was bright red, and he reached out to hold Han Yi's wrist and said, "He said he was not injured!"

Han Yi really didn't know that he was injured at first, but after seeing it, he realized that his hand was scratched a lot.

But it just looks more hideous, in fact, it doesn't hurt much.

He put the cloak on Yan Zheng and said: "This injury is not serious, but you are not joking if you catch the wind and cold if you don't dress well!"

Infected with wind and cold these days, it is half a foot into the gate of hell, because there is no way to cure pneumonia.

Yan Zheng saw that he ignored his wounds and only cared about whether he was keeping warm. His mood was agitated for a while, and he directly reached out and hugged Han Yi.

Han Yi was stunned for a moment, and felt even more embarrassed when he saw the little eunuch standing at the door widen his eyes in shock, and then lowered his head as if he hadn't seen it.

He reached out and patted Yan Zheng's back and said, "Okay, am I okay? Do I feel cold? Then...then someone go get a hand stove for Your Highness."

The more embarrassing thing is that he doesn't even know the name of the new eunuch next to Yan Zheng.

Fortunately, the little eunuch didn't care, and ran out as if fleeing. It took a long time before he brought a hand stove over.

At this time, Yan Zheng had already let go of Han Yi, and said to Dian Xing with a condensed expression, "This matter must be investigated in detail! Where did that dagger come from? We must also find out clearly. How could there be a dagger in the palace?"

The security inspection in the royal palace is probably the most stringent in the world. Any sharp weapon is recorded, and each one is marked, but what happened can be traced back.

In particular, this dagger seems to be specially used for assassination, and the palace generally does not prepare such a thing, and it must be strictly investigated.

Dian Xing was complaining in his heart at this moment, and felt that he had probably done his best as an official. After all, this incident involved one side of the matter involving the current king and the prince, Han Yi, the celebrity in front of him, and the other was the prince's biological mother.

Although Zhao Meiren is not liked by the king, but... everyone is afraid of offending the prince.

Dian Xing lowered his eyebrows and said pleasantly: "The criminal is already being interrogated, but the criminal is from Fanglan Palace, I don't know..."

Yan Zheng's eyebrows turned cold: "How about Fanglan Palace? This person has a sharp weapon, what if he is not good to his father?"

Dian Xing felt relaxed after hearing this, as long as Yan Zheng didn't mean to cover up.

He was really worried that the crown prince wanted to protect his mother, but Bo Yue, who had suffered a disadvantage, refused.

Of course, the most important thing here is probably where did this court lady get the dagger. She has the dagger in her hand, does it mean that other court ladies also have it?

Yan Zheng was about to go mad at this moment, his A Yi was almost assassinated in the palace, and the group of guards actually waited for the dust to settle, and Han Yi himself called for talents to come over, one counted as one, he remembered all of them Living!

Looking at Yan Zheng's expression, Han Yi knew that this matter might not be good.

Of course, he didn't want to let the man go, just put his hand on Yan Zheng's shoulder and said: "The king is ill, it's not appropriate to make a big show, just check it out, and don't take this matter too seriously."

Yan Zheng turned his head and looked at him helplessly and said, "You just have a good temper."

Han Yi: ...

He said he wanted to investigate clearly, but he didn't mean to let him go, so why did he get so angry?

However, Yan Zheng was determined to investigate. In his mind, this matter might have something to do with Zhao Ji.

After all, Zhao Ji might not believe what he said at the time.

On the other hand, Yan Zheng actually hoped that this matter had nothing to do with Zhao Ji. If it really had something to do with him, how would he face Han Yi.

At the end of the investigation, what if Zhao Ji went crazy and told all the things?

Yan Zheng didn't doubt Han Yi's feelings for him at all. How could Han Yi treat him so well, how could he not like him?

But the two of them can't help themselves now, if Yan Zijian finds out, there will be consequences that Yan Zheng can't think of.

Will Yan Zijian kill Han Yi just like he did with that little eunuch to avoid future troubles?

Although rationally told him that Han Yi was a hero and Yan Zijian would not do this, he couldn't stop worrying.

Seeing his ugly face, Han Yi said in a low voice: "This matter may not have anything to do with the beauty, please don't..."

Before Han Yi could finish his sentence, Dian Xing came over and said, "His Royal Highness, Miss Zhao has arrived, and the assassin has already been recruited. It is said that Beauty Zhao ordered it."

Han Yi frowned: "Is what she said true?"

The bitterness in Dian Xing's heart was brought to his face, and he said with a disheveled expression: "It has not been confirmed yet."

But if it wasn't for the assassin's correction, they wouldn't have the guts to let Zhao Ji make such a trip.

Han Yi turned his head to look at Yan Zheng, Yan Zheng was silent for a moment, and said, "I'm going to see A Niang, A Yi, you..."

"I'll go too!" Han Yi was really worried that Yan Zheng would conflict with Zhao Ji.

Although Zhao Ji's motives are a mystery, she is now a suspect.

Of course Yan Zheng didn't want Han Yi to go, so he pressed his shoulder and said, "Listen to me, you were frightened and injured just now, go back first, I'm in charge of everything, don't worry."

Han Yi still wanted to fight for it, but for some reason, the serious face of Yan Zheng at this time made him have no courage to object, and finally he had no choice but to tell: "The beauty is your biological mother after all, you...you don't have to ask it yourself. They go to interrogate, and let the king make a decision when the king recovers."

Seeing that he was still worried about himself at this moment, Yan Zheng resisted the urge to hug him, patted his head and said, "I know, don't worry."

Han Yi stared at Yan Zheng's hands and his head was covered with black lines. Although Yan Zheng was indeed taller than him, it was too much, he was the older one.

Yan Zheng coaxed Han Yi away, personally sent him to the palace gate, and watched him get into the car.

If it wasn't for rational restraint, Yan Zheng really wanted to send Han Yi back in person.

But no, it was known that it was Han Yi who would be questioned. Even so, he still sent eight guards around him to escort Han Yi home, and told him: "If A Yi loses a hair, Gu Wei You are asking!"

What he said was very imposing, and he gradually had the air of an emperor, but it was a pity that there was another saboteur next to him.

Han Yi stuck his head out of the car and said, "Hair loss is a normal physiological phenomenon, so you are being unreasonable."

Yan Zheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry, stretched out a finger against his forehead, pushed him back and ordered the coachman to drive.

After Han Yi left, the smile on Yan Zheng's face gradually disappeared, and his whole body became icy, looking like the cold wind in winter.

The guards and eunuchs standing beside him trembled collectively, not daring to say a word, and followed him back to the Department of Criminal Justice.

At this time, Zhao Ji was furious in the Department of Punishment: "You guys are so brave, you dare to arrest me without any evidence, are you going to kill me?"

When Yan Zheng stepped into the room, he heard Zhao Ji swearing at people. When Zhao Ji turned her head and saw him, she seemed to have found something to rely on and said, "Ah Zheng, you came at the right time. These people are so bold that they suspect that I sent someone to assassinate them." Captain Han! Captain Han is kind to my family, how could I send someone to assassinate him?!"

When Zhao Ji said this, Yan Zheng kept observing and found that Zhao Ji's true feelings seemed to have nothing to do with this matter.

Just as Yan Zheng was about to say something, a middle-aged eunuch walked in and said, "This old slave sees His Royal Highness, Your Highness, Your Majesty heard that there was an assassination in the palace, and asked His Highness to go and answer."

Zhao Ji's eyes lit up, and she took the opportunity to say: "The Department of Punishment has wronged my concubine, and I ask the magistrate to report to the king, and ask the king to make the decision!"

The eunuch glanced at Zhao Ji, then turned to look at Yan Zheng and said, "Your Highness, please go and answer first."

Zhao Ji stretched out her hand and tightly grabbed Yan Zheng's sleeve and said, "Ah Zheng, you must explain clearly to your father. If Auntie can't wash away the grievances, what can you do?"