I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Han Manyi's smile froze on her face, she supported the dressing table, raised her head and said, "I am Princess Zhao's concubine, you dare not."

Han Yi looked at her with pity: "You still don't understand? Without the permission of the king and queen, it is impossible for me to see you."

Han Manyi's body swayed, and her face paled instantly. She shook her head and said, "Impossible, it's not like this, it must be the queen...the queen must have let you in without telling the king, my lord...I want to see my lord, is my lord okay?" will do this to me!"

Han Yi held the dagger and said, "Wake up, you are nothing in his eyes, he is just using you."

Han Yi didn't use much force holding the dagger, because he didn't intend to really stab Han Manyi.

Although he was straightforward when he stabbed the commander of the imperial army yesterday, Han Manyi is a girl after all, and he usually doesn't do anything to women.

What's more, strictly speaking, Han Manyi's values ​​are very normal in this era.

Marry a chicken as a chicken, marry a dog as a dog, in order to be favored, there is no problem in betraying a brother who has a bad relationship.

What's more, murdering and punishing her heart may make her more sad if she is hit from the heart level than stabbed with a knife.

Han Manyi was short of breath, and she didn't know whether she was hit or angry. After staring at Han Yi for a while, she sneered and said, "You think I'm afraid of you because you hold a dagger? When I was in Wu, you were never my opponent."

Han Yi:? ? ? ? ?

He thought he was fighting mobs but unfortunately he picked up elite monsters?

Han Yi began to think that when he came over aggressively just now, the guards in the palace wanted to back away when they saw him. Would it be too embarrassing for him to call for help now?

Well, let's put aside whether to lose face or not. Whether those people will come is a problem. After all, these forbidden soldiers are under the command of the forbidden army, and they will definitely defend their boss more.

Han Yi took a deep breath and waited for the battle. You can't lose if you lose. What's more, he has learned from Yan Zheng. It is impossible for him to attack for so long without any effect!

Han Manyi directly pulled out a soft whip from the cabinet next to it, and Han Yi's eyes twitched, MD, this is a foul.

Han Manyi sneered and said, "You can stay here today."

Han Yi straightened his body, pretended to be indifferent and asked, "Aren't you afraid that the king will blame you?"

Han Manyi's face was cold: "The matter has come to this, what can we do, let alone without you... everything is easy to say, he will only be sad for a while after you die, don't worry, with me by his side, he won't be sad for too long of."

Come on, you are really confident in yourself.

Han Yi didn't say a word, his feet were wrong, and he rubbed his body directly, ready to strike first.

The principle of not hitting women is not worth mentioning in front of life, not worth mentioning!

Han Yi rushed over at an extremely fast speed. This was specially trained by Yan Zheng at the beginning. Because he lacked strength, he could only work on his speed. Otherwise, when he really encountered a very powerful enemy, he might have no chance of winning.

Han Manyi's reaction was not slow, she raised her whip the moment Han Yi moved.

However, she didn't expect Han Yi to be so fast. Before she could throw the whip out, Han Yi hit the numbness in her arm with the back of the knife. Her arm became sore and weak, and she couldn't hold the whip in her hand.

Han Yi caught the whip in her hand, put the dagger on her neck and said with a sneer, "Can't beat you?"

Although the expression on his face was sarcasm, Han Yi felt very lucky at this time, thanks to the fact that he had learned a lot from Yan Zheng, otherwise he would really have to confess here today.

Han Manyi looked at him in disbelief: "Han Yi...you are so scheming, you have been hiding it for so many years?"

Han Yi thought it was a misunderstanding. According to his previous physical condition, it didn't seem strange that he couldn't beat Han Manyi.

But he didn't bother to explain to Han Manyi, anyway, in Han Manyi's eyes, he was not a good person at all.

Han Manyi raised her head and said, "If you kill me, the king will not let it go."

Han Yi said casually: "He just needs a Korean princess. Does it matter to you? Maybe the next one will be better."

I don't know if Han Yi's words hit Han Manyi's pain point, she suddenly broke out and pushed Han Yi away.

As a result, Han Yi staggered, and subconsciously raised his hand to stabilize his balance. As a result, the dagger in his hand scratched Han Manyi's left cheek.

Han Manyi covered her face with a scream, looked at Han Yi in disbelief and shouted, "You scratched my face!"

Han Yi felt that this matter was really wronged. If Han Manyi hadn't struck first, how could he have scratched the opponent's face?

It's just that it's come to this point, and it's meaningless to explain. He just said lightly: "You have so much confidence in the king in other aspects, you should have confidence now. I believe he won't mind your disfigurement."

For a beautiful girl who is proud of her appearance, the word disfigurement is probably the most unheard of.

Han Manyi screamed directly, and shouted: "Lang Zhong, go and call Lang Zhong." As if he forgot that he knew kung fu, he picked up bottles and cans from the dressing table and smashed Han Yi.

But I have to say that Han Yi was overwhelmed by her behavior. Probably because there was no way to win, Han Yi couldn't even hide, let alone fight back.

Most of the things that Han Manyi dropped were pottery products, and the fragments that popped out from nowhere scratched Han Yi's chin.

Han Yi felt a little pain, touched his chin, and found that there was only some faint blood stains, probably to the extent of a broken skin. He immediately felt relieved, then turned his head and prepared to leave the room.

Han Manyi has gone crazy, he stays here to kill but dare not kill, hits but can't do it, he might as well leave quickly.

As a result, as soon as he lifted his foot, he heard someone shout: "The king is here!"

Han Manyi paused when he threw something, and Han Yi paused when he was about to leave.

The door was pushed open, Zhao Wang walked this way with his hands behind his back and asked with a serious face: "What happened to be so noisy?"

After he walked in, he looked around for a week, and then saw Han Yi standing there with cold eyes, and then...he was attracted by the faint blood stain on Han Yi's chin.

King Zhao was startled: "What's wrong with your face?"

At this moment, Han Manyi was covering her face. Just now, the question King Zhao asked after sweeping her eyes, she suddenly said with fear and aggrieved: "Your Majesty, Lord Chang'an..."

As a result, before she finished speaking, she saw King Zhao going straight to Han Yi, reaching out her hand as if to look at Han Yi's chin, but Han Yi slapped her hand open.

Han Manyi: ...

At that moment, she suddenly felt a desire to kill, she thought so, and she did it.

Killing people with a whip is definitely not an option, and there happened to be a pile of pottery fragments on the ground with sharp edges, so Han Manyi picked up the pottery fragments from the ground and came towards King Zhao.

Out of the corner of his eye, Han Yi saw that she looked crazy, and was startled, and subconsciously shouted: "Be careful!"

At this time Zhao Wang was facing Han Manyi with his back, but he didn't pay attention, there were guards beside him, how could Han Manyi let Han Manyi hurt Zhao Wang?

And Han Manyi's three-legged cat kung fu can't even beat Han Yi today, let alone these well-trained guards.

Soon Han Manyi was pressed to the ground, and at this time Han Manyi realized what he had done, and couldn't help but collapsed and cried for a moment: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I didn't...I didn't intend to assassinate you."

Zhao Wang was also taken aback, glanced at Han Yi, coughed lightly and said, "Take it down first."

Han Yi watched coldly as Han Manyi was taken down with a sluggish face. At this moment, she didn't seem to care that she still had injuries on her face.

King Zhao turned to Han Yi and said, "Mr. Chang'an..."

Han Yi didn't give him a chance to speak, and said bluntly: "The king is a king, so it's better to write it openly and aboveboard. The skills of demons and monsters are easy to make a laughingstock. I...resign!"

After Han Yi finished speaking, he left with a very chic attitude, leaving Zhao Wang behind him and shouting: "Mr. Chang'an, your face..."

Han Yi said: "Don't worry about it, Your Majesty."

He left Wangcheng so quickly, and when he was sitting in the bullock cart, he suddenly felt very boring.

He wanted to teach Han Manyi a lesson. Jealousy is a poison. Drinking it would harm others as well as himself. But seeing Han Manyi collapsed because of King Zhao, he felt that this trip was meaningless.

After returning, Yan Zheng was reading a book.

For Yan Zheng's calm skill, he is really convinced, it seems that no matter how big things happen, he can read a book or do his own things calmly.

Is this also an essential quality for successful people?

Hearing the voice, Yan Zheng raised his head to ask something, but when he saw Han Yi, he immediately stood up, walked in front of him, pinched his chin and forced him to look up, saying, "What's wrong with your face?"

Han Yi: ...

Why are you all so concerned about my face!

He said helplessly, "It's just a little bit broken, it's okay."

He said it was okay, then he saw Yan Zheng let go of his chin, turned around and took out a medicine bottle and a roll of silk and said, "Come here."

Han Yi looked at him and felt that his complexion didn't seem very good-looking, so he sat obediently opposite Yan Zheng and let Yan Zheng carefully administer the medicine to him.

After taking the medicine, Yan Zheng asked, "What happened?"

Only then did Han Yi talk about what happened in the palace, and finally said with emotion: "Why does she love King Zhao so desperately? What's wrong with King Zhao?"

For some reason, Yan Zheng felt quite pleasant when he heard the last sentence, so he said indifferently, "You don't need to think too much, it's her own fault. If you have that time, why don't you think about how we leave."

Han Yi said: "I had already prepared things before, but... hey, I'll go out to the city tomorrow to have a look. In the name of rebuilding the kiln, I'll ask someone to build a cellar by the way."

Yan Zheng said: "Hurry up, King Zhao can't find me for a long time, he will definitely guess that I am here."

Han Yi sneered: "Without Han Manyi this time, who else can he trick people into opening the door? Fortunately, I haven't told him the papermaking technique yet."

Han Yi ordered the soldiers to surround the entire mansion, and gave a death order. No matter who it was, he would not be allowed to enter the mansion during his absence, and he would talk about anything when he came back.

As for whether he would offend others, would he be afraid of this?

However, King Zhao told him with practical actions that King Zhao really had no reason to search his mansion again, but King Zhao prohibited Han Yi from leaving the city.