I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Han Yi was dragged into the palace by Yan Zheng's shoulders.

After entering the dormitory, Yan Zheng let him go as soon as the door was closed.

Han Yi turned his head to look at the gate and began to think seriously about whether he could defeat the guards outside.

After all, no matter how you look at Yan Zheng's posture, he has bad intentions.

I almost did everything I should and shouldn't have done in the car, now that I'm in the palace, do I still need to ask?

In fact, if it was just a simple step forward, Han Yi didn't resist that much.

Yan Zheng is handsome and strong, even if it's just a dewy marriage, it's not bad, not to mention that he really likes Yan Zheng.

It's just that based on his understanding of Yan Zheng, if he dared to say these four words, then he would never even think about leaving this palace in this life.

When he had no conditions before, Yan Zheng valued his belongings very much. Later, as his status got higher and higher, he became more and more domineering.

After he succeeded to the throne, this kind of domineering became more and more obvious. Even Han Yi could often hear that someone was imprisoned in Hancheng.

Did those people really commit a heinous crime?

No, but they intend to get involved in the rights that Yan Zheng already regards as his own.

If Han Yi dared to have something happen to him, Yan Zheng would dare to take this as a declaration of ownership, and when Han Yi wanted to leave... then wait to be interrupted.

Oh, it's not enough to break the dog's legs, but it's probably impossible to leave Xianyang.

Han Yi suddenly thought, Yan Zheng called him back this time, could it be for this purpose?

He turned his head and looked at Yan Zheng with a little horror. At this time, Yan Zheng had already taken off his coat, sat on the scale and drank tea, looked up at Han Yi and raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you doing standing there stupidly?" ? Come here and enjoy the fire."

At this time, someone also came over to take the cloak Han Yi was wearing, and Han Yi walked over without hesitation.

Anyway, don't even think about running away, and... Now that Yan Zheng heard it, he really needs to talk about it.

At least Yan Zheng seems to be less angry now, after all, he was in the car just now...cough...

He stopped his thoughts, it was the age when he was just full of vitality, no matter how Buddhist he was, he still couldn't control it sometimes.

It's good that the sweetheart is not in front of my eyes, but now in front of my eyes, the two of them have been in close contact again just now, I really can't help but want to get close to each other and hug each other after thinking about it.

Han Yi was writing a draft in his heart, thinking about how to tell Yan Zheng, he habitually wanted to sit down until Yan Zheng could start, but before he sat down, he heard Yan Zheng say: "Come here."

Han Yi turned to look at him silently.

As the king, Yan Zheng's seat is naturally extremely spacious, more than enough for two people, but if he is so tired of being together, how can he seem to want to talk about something?

Seeing Han Yi hesitate, Yan Zheng said again: "Come here."

He leaned lazily on the table and stretched out his hand to Han Yi.

As soon as Han Yi heard that Yan Zheng prolonged the syllables when he said those two words, he knew that this guy had run out of patience.

In desperation, he had no choice but to walk over. The moment he approached, Yan Zheng held his wrist, and with a little force, he pulled Han Yi over and hugged him in his arms.

Han Yi moved a little uncomfortably, but Yan Zheng bit his ear.

Yan Zheng whispered in his ear, "What's the matter with the child?"

These days, no matter how many people talk about their liking while marrying wives and having children, Yan Zheng doesn't think Han Yi will be one of them.

Han Yi said helplessly: "Why do you believe in everything? How could it be my child? Where can I find someone to give birth to me?"

In the process of saying this, he noticed that the belt he had just tied was untied again.

This time he didn't make any moves, Yan Zheng looked like he wanted to talk to him, and he didn't care too much about being seen or taken advantage of.

They're both men. When they fled, he and Yan Zheng took a shower together. It's not like they haven't seen it before.

As soon as he finished thinking this way, he felt a pain in his chest. He couldn't help but took a breath and held Yan Zheng's wrist and said, "Your Majesty, can you talk to me if you have something to say? I don't have this hobby."

"What hobby?" Yan Zheng raised his eyebrows. He didn't use much force just now, and he was reluctant to use force.

It's just that that part already has more nerves and is more sensitive, and Yan Zheng didn't lick it less in the car just now, which made that part even more sensitive.

Han Yi shut up and said nothing, Yan Zheng is more self-indulgent now, and his curiosity is getting more and more serious. If he accidentally opens the door to a new world for him, can he still live?

Seeing that he was silent, Yan Zheng said again: "Gong Shuqing."

Han Yi froze for a moment: "What?"

Yan Zheng slowly tore off his clothes one by one, and said, "Didn't you say that you can't find someone to give birth to you? Gong Shuqing, right?"

Han Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What kind of jealousy are you eating? I have a cooperative relationship with Gong Shuqing, and I don't like her!"

While leaving various imprints on him, Yan Zheng said, "You don't have to like having children."

Han Yi asked: "Why do you doubt Gong Shuqing? Who told you what? Li Tonggu? He's been very close to you recently."

Yan Zheng paused, looked up at him and asked, "What do you mean?"

Han Yi said confidently: "I will mean whatever you want."

Anyway, they haven't seen each other for a year, isn't it easy to find someone to suspect?

Here, Yan Zheng is suspicious of a public loser, but there are... a sea of ​​men and women around Yan Zheng!

Yan Zheng clicked his tongue and said, "It's really not her?"

Han Yi resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "Of course not! Why are you staring at her?"

Yan Zheng smiled and said: "It's not that I'm following her, but someone has seen her come out of your house in the middle of the night, a lonely man and a widow, huh?"

Han Yi was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and after thinking about it for a while, he remembered that it was the first time he met Gongshuqing. Men and women? Is the person who sent you the information blind?"

Yan Zheng asked: "Then it's true that she left your residence at midnight?"

Han Yi suddenly felt dizzy: "That was the first time I met her. Before that, I didn't know that the head of the Gongshu family was a woman!"

After Yan Zheng heard this, he didn't continue to ask, the question came back again: "What's the matter with that child?"

Han Yi whispered, "That's Yan Fei's posthumous son."

"Huh?" Yan Zheng was a little puzzled. The relationship between Han Yi and Yan Fei has never been very good. How could he help Yan Fei raise a child?

Even if he is soft-hearted, the most he can do is to find a reliable family for these two children to adopt.

Han Yi continued to explain: "I have a cousin who is Yan Fei's concubine, and these two children are born to that cousin."

Yan Zheng is clear, and this makes sense.

Seeing that his expression had improved slightly, Han Yi immediately relaxed and finally explained clearly.

This relaxation made him feel a little tired, after all he had traveled for so many days, and these two days he suffered from insomnia because he wanted to see Yan Zheng.

At this moment, he didn't have anything to hide from Yan Zheng anymore, but he felt that his eyelids were about to fight for a moment.

Han Yi yawned, nestled in Yan Zheng's arms and muttered, "Sleepy."

Yan Zheng stroked his smooth back, and said softly: "Go to the hot spring to soak in the hot spring first, to relieve fatigue."

Han Yi made a nasal sound and hummed twice, but did not move.

Yan Zheng didn't say anything at all, just took off the little clothes he had on his body, wrapped him in a fur coat, and hugged him directly.

Han Yi was about to fall asleep, but the sudden sense of weightlessness woke him up, and subconsciously stretched out his arms to wrap around Yan Zheng's neck.

Yan Zheng chuckled, carried him to the bathroom next door.

The bathroom hall was smoky, and the temperature was even higher than that of the sleeping hall just now.

As soon as Han Yi entered here, he felt that his pores were relaxed, but after being carried into the hot spring, the drowsiness just disappeared - the temperature of the hot spring was a bit high, and he was woken up by the heat.

Han Yi reflexively wanted to run out, but was imprisoned by Yan Zheng in his arms.

Han Yi couldn't help grinning his teeth and said, "It's hot!"

Yan Zheng said: "Just wait. You've been through the wind and frost all the way, so take care to drive away the cold."

Han Yisheng leaned against Yan Zheng's chest unfeelingly, and because of the temperature, a tinge of pink quickly appeared on his body.

Yan Zheng chuckled and said, "Gong Shuqing is right in saying something."

"Huh?" Han Yi glanced at him suspiciously: "What did Gong Shuqing say?"

Yan Zheng kissed his forehead and said: "She said you are the most beautiful woman in the world, but you have some vision."

Han Yi hesitated for a moment, and after thinking for a long time, he couldn't remember when Gong Shuqing said this.

Is it possible that he was said to be the most beautiful man in the world, but when he came to Yan Zheng, he was automatically omitted as the most beautiful man in the world?

If someone said this, he would definitely write a note to that person.

Yan Zheng's words... Forget it, as long as he is happy, anyway, in his own eyes, Yan Zheng is also the most beautiful man in the world, and there is no one in this world who looks better than him and has better temperament.

Han Yi couldn't help feeling a little emotional when he thought of this, and leaned over to kiss Yan Zheng's lips.

Yan Zheng was stunned for a moment, and his mood was agitated for a moment. He reached out and clasped the back of Han Yi's head with a chuckle: "Haven't learned yet?"

Then he kissed him.

Han Yi put his arms around his neck and let Yan Zheng ask for it, but the oxygen content in the bath hall was probably relatively low, and he soon felt a little short of breath.

Yan Zheng let go of his lips but did not stop, but continued to kiss down.

Han Yi raised his head slightly and let Yan Zheng gnaw at his throat.

Yan Zheng was even more excited by his gesture of trusting his life.

However, Han Yi was probably drowsy due to lack of oxygen. Even though Yan Zheng kept stimulating his sensitive parts, he still couldn't help but said in a nasal voice: "Ah Zheng, I'm so tired."

Yan Zheng stopped and raised his head, only to realize that Han Yi had already closed his eyes and fell asleep after just a few words!

He felt a little helpless at once, endured and endured the urge to kill someone in the hot spring, dried his body in a hurry and carried Han Yi back to the bedroom.

Han Yi trusted him, curled up in his arms and slept soundly.

It's a pity that Yan Zheng is doomed to suffer from insomnia, it's no wonder he can sleep if he can touch, see and eat!

So when Han Yi woke up the next morning, he saw Yan Zhengzheng staring at him without blinking.

Han Yi didn't care if his image was good or not, anyway...it wasn't the first time he and Yan Zheng shared the same bed, and they knew each other's image when they just woke up.

He stretched his body and said, "Wake up so early?"

Yan Zheng said slowly: "I can't sleep because I can't ask a question, but I don't want to disturb your sleep, so I have to wait for you to wake up."

Han Yi smiled, leaned over and kissed his forehead and asked, "What's the problem?"

For the first time, Yan Zheng didn't make progress, but sat up and looked at him and asked, "Why did you lie to me that you didn't like me?"

Han Yi: ...

Why haven't you forgotten about this?