I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

It is no secret that King Zhao loves to enjoy himself, and loves beauties.

And Zhao's prosperity also made his harem full of beauties, if not overcrowded.

Queen Zhao and King Zhao are young couples. Judging by the age of King Zhao, the queen is naturally not too young.

The original book does not mention how much love Zhao Wang has with her, but obviously the queen is not a woman who is outstanding in beauty. She can stabilize her position in the competition of many beauties, relying on her brain.

To be honest, Han Yi was much more nervous facing her than facing Zhao Wang.

After all, King Zhao was obsessed with Young Master Yi's beauty and couldn't extricate himself. Even if Han Yi did something out of the ordinary, it might not matter, but the Queen would not be merciful to him.

Han Yi could only put aside the disappointment of not seeing Yan Zheng for the time being, and brace himself to prepare to deal with Queen Zhao.

This is the first time Han Yi saw the harem in this era. In Korea before, although he was the queen's son, he saw the queen once after waking up, and never saw it again.

Comparing it, you will find that Zhao Guo is much stronger than South Korea in terms of the scale of the palace. After all, the rammed earth platform is much higher, and it is exhausting to climb up!

Han Yi worked hard to calm his breathing, and at the same time made a cruel heart - he must work hard to exercise when he is safe!

With his small body in this troubled world, if he doesn't rely on his face, he is really giving food to people!

However, no matter how much he suppressed it, he couldn't control his panting. The female officer on the side felt distressed. Although she knew it shouldn't be, she still couldn't help but slow down.

She opened her mouth and said, "Young Master, don't be impatient, it doesn't matter if you slow down."

Han Yi: ...

Hey, his physical strength is not as good as that of a girl, life is so sad.

Han Yi forced a smile. At this time, they were already standing at the entrance of the central palace, on the last step. Han Yi tried to hold his breath while sneaking a glance inside.

Then... nothing ==!

I have to say that the lighting in the palace these days is really bad, there is only a little light around the windows inside.

But this palace is too big, and the sun is very bright today, Han Yi stood at the door and looked in, only to feel that it was pitch black inside.

After he was brought in by the female officer for a while, his eyes finally adjusted to the light in the room.

When he went in, he saw a luxuriously dressed woman sitting on the pedestal in the middle.

After Han Yi saw Queen Zhao, he was a little surprised.

He has very little impression of the queens of this era, the only ones are from the Korean queens he had seen before.

He originally thought that the queens of this era should be similar, but he had to say that if the country was strong and rich, the queen would be more graceful, calm and calm.

The queen is not young, and there are years of precipitation in her face and eyes, and she looks very kind at first glance.

Han Yi pulled the cordon to the highest level in his heart. In the original book, Han Yi's life in Zhao Guo was not good, and the queen's handwriting was among them.

He pretended to be calm and walked over to salute and said, "Yi has seen the queen."

The queen said: "Young Master Yi, you don't need to be too polite, just watch the seats."

Han Yi: "Thank you, Queen."

After sitting down, the maid poured honey water, stole a glance at Han Yi and backed away.

At this time, the queen said: "A while ago, I heard that Young Master Yi was seriously ill. I don't know if he is better now?"

Han Yi said: "Thank you, Queen, for your concern. Yi is safe now."

The queen nodded, and after a few polite words with Han Yi, she asked, "I heard that Young Master Yi had a bet with my king?"

Han Yi immediately said: "Yi is young and ignorant, and I would like to thank the king for his tolerance."

The queen nodded with a smile and said: "It's rare for the king to be so elegant. I heard that Young Master Yi needs a kiln, and there happens to be a wasteland. I wonder what Young Master Yi will do?"

Han Yi was overjoyed: "Yi is also worried about the place of the kiln, thank you Queen."

The queen was a little surprised: "Oh? Young Master Yi just asked where is this place?"

Han Yi said sternly: "Where the kiln is is doesn't matter much to me, Yi only has one request."

"Say."

Han Yi said seriously, "I just want to be on the outskirts of Wangcheng."

The queen gave him a deep look: "OK."

Han Yi felt refreshed. Even if King Zhao didn't have a lot of time, he certainly didn't have time to go to the suburbs every day. If there is no other way, let's physically isolate him for the time being.

He felt that the queen might think the same way, so after he offered it, the smile on the other party's face changed from a faint smile to a smile.

After the queen and Han Yi reached an agreement, the queen's voice became much softer, and she said to Han Yi: "There are still many people waiting for you, Young Master Yi, please go there with the old lady."

Han Yi got up immediately before the queen made a move and said, "Okay."

The appearance of Queen Zhao and Han Yi at the banquet at the same time attracted the attention of many people.

Compared with being obedient and well-behaved in front of Queen Zhao, Han Yi at this time had a cold face, which seemed to mean that strangers should not enter.

If he remembers correctly, not only the protons of the Zhao Kingdom from various countries were present at this banquet, but also 80.00% of the nobles of the Zhao Kingdom were present.

In the original book, these people have all tried to trick Young Master Yi, and some of them seem to have succeeded, so it's no wonder that Han Yi would give them a good look.

After being seated, everyone had different expressions. Han Yi just dealt with the people in the field politely, but he became so indifferent, and people kept coming to talk to him, which made Han Yi extremely annoyed.

Especially the accents of these people are different. In a trance, Han Yi only felt as if he had entered the United Nations conference center where he did not speak English but only the native languages ​​of various countries.

Those accented dialects made Han Yi's head grow dizzy, but even so, he still noticed the person who claimed to be Yan Zijian, the son of Qin.

Han Yi likes to ignore others, but he is still very kind to the male god and his father. He doesn't look at the face of the monk but at the face of the Buddha.

And it must be said that someone as outstanding as Yan Zheng can be born, Yan Zijian is hard to say, his appearance is definitely the best among the people he has ever met.

It's just a little weaker.

Yan Zijian was also very careful. Seeing that Han Yi's face was pale, he asked, "Is Young Master Yi unwell?"

When Han Yi heard this mandarin with a northern Shaanxi accent, he felt complicated for a moment, and couldn't help but glance at him. Thinking that the male god Yan Zheng might also have this accent, he felt that the filter was about to shatter.

My heart is a little tired, I hold on... Maybe I can still love.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yan Zijian was a little embarrassed for a while.

He is different from those protons and nobles in other countries. He probably didn't have a name when he was in Qin. Seeing that Han Yi ignored him now, he quietly retreated back.

The others were still talking around Han Yi, as if making him open his mouth was victory.

For a moment, Han Yi only felt that in the era when the etiquette collapsed and the music was broken, it was too shameful to restrain these people without etiquette.

He couldn't bear it anymore and took out his dagger and slapped it on the desk. His eyes were cold and he looked around for a week, and his surroundings suddenly became quiet.

Zhao Wang, who was sitting at the top, chuckled lightly: "Let's start singing and dancing."

Han Yi gave him a cold look, feeling that the bad old man was making fun of him.

And the bad old man actually raised his wine glass and waved it away at him, Han Yi directly looked away as if he didn't see it.

After finally breaking free from the siege of the "United Nations", Han Yi calmed down and turned to look at where Yan Zijian was.

Yan Zijian may really have no status after looking for it, and his seat is almost at the entrance of the main hall.

Yan Zijian was probably very sensitive to other people's eyes. He who was sitting there quietly raised his head when Han Yi looked at him.

Han Yi smiled at him in order to restore his image with his male god father.

Then... Then Yan Zijian actually blushed!

Yan Zijian covered his face with the movement of drinking, but he also sneaked a glance at Han Yi.

When he found that Han Yi was still looking at him, his face... turned redder.

Han Yi was speechless for a while, I just smiled at you, why are you blushing.

He thought of the rumors that he was having an affair with Yan Zijian, so he had to think, would someone say that he had an improper relationship with Yan Zijian tomorrow?

God knows that he just wants to get close to the male god and his father, and strive to meet the male god as soon as possible, why is it so difficult?

For the next time, Han Yi only needs to look at Yan Zijian, and Yan Zijian will blush. After a few times, Han Yi is worried that the capillaries on his face will explode, so he simply stops looking at him, thinking about how to get around it. Yan Zijian contacts Yan Zheng.

After all, if Yan Zheng blushes when he sees Yan Zijian facing him, I'm afraid he will be credited!

It's just that under such circumstances, he couldn't think of anything to do, and after the banquet was over, he returned to the house specially assigned to him, and almost fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, the queen sent someone to bring the title deed, and told him that the place would be for him to use in the future.

Han Yi took a look, and it was indeed on the outskirts of the city. He asked Qu Mo to take the craftsmen and drawings to build the kiln, and at the same time went into the palace to thank the queen.

When he passed by, Princess Manyi was standing beside the queen, with a grievance visible to the naked eye on her small face.

When she saw Han Yi, it was rare for her not to sneer, but to look for help.

Han Yi gloated a little - this brain-dead girl finally met someone who could control her.

Han Yi pretended not to see her asking for help. After all, seeing Princess Man Yi's ruddy complexion, she probably didn't suffer any abuse.

What's more, even if he is abused, what can he do?Even his current identity is a proton, so he can chop it off if he wants to.

After thanking the queen, Han Yi harvested a bunch of things the queen gave him, including food, drink, clothing, which made him feel weird, always feeling that the queen was too kind to him.

But he didn't think much about it, he still had to go to the outskirts of the city to see how his kiln was going.

This is a matter of racing against time, half a month, if it takes ten days to build a kiln, he might as well just take off his clothes and lie down and do whatever he wants.

It's just that after Han Yi arrived in the suburbs, he found that Qu Mo didn't lead anyone to start work, but had a faint confrontation with another group of people.

Han Yi thumped in his heart, wouldn't this group of rammers offend Zhao's nobles as soon as they came?

Or did King Zhao send someone to make trouble?

Many speculations flashed through his mind, and he urged the coachman to hurry over.

When he got there, Qu Mo saw his frame and ran up and said, "My lord."

Han Yi got out of the car and asked, "What happened?"

Qu Mo said, "Just as we were about to do something, this man came over and said that we took his land!"

Han Yi followed Qu Mo's gaze, and what caught his eyes was a young man in a black robe. The young man was tall and handsome, and Han Yi could give him a ten by just looking at his profile.

At this moment, the boy also turned his head. After seeing his face, Han Yi silently planned to give him eleven points, and if he gave him one more point, he would not be afraid of his pride!

Before seeing this young man, Yan Zijian was the prettiest person Han Yi had ever seen, but at this time, Yan Zijian's face was far from that of this young man.

After seeing him, the young man's expression changed slightly for a moment, and then he walked over to Han Yi and said, "I've seen Mr. Yi."

After hearing this, Han Yi immediately planned to give him [-] points, [-] out of [-], because... this young man speaks Mandarin with a perfect accent!

After hearing the so-called elegant words with various accents, he was almost moved to tears when he heard Mandarin again.

This reason is enough to make Han Yi treat him with a pleasant face, and of course, the other party's voice is also nice, and the word Jin Sheng Yu Zhen has a concrete image in just one mouthful.

So Han Yi asked warmly: "Don't worry, Mr. Xiaolang. If you really occupy the land of your mansion, I will give you an explanation, but I don't know how much it has been occupied?"

The young man glanced at Han Yi, only then did Han Yi realize that the other's eyes were a little lighter, closer to amber, and paired with those long and narrow red phoenix eyes, they had a cold and sharp meaning.

The boy said, "Here, it's all here."

Han Yi glanced at his hand, and the smile on his face suddenly couldn't hold back. Doesn't this cover all the places the queen gave him?

No matter how good-looking the other party is, no matter how nice the voice is, Han Yi can't bear it, this place is used to save his dog's life!

At this time, he had preliminarily judged that the other party might be a nobleman from the Zhao Kingdom who came to make trouble, and he didn't want to have the same knowledge as a young man, so he said softly: "Please come and discuss this matter with me."

The young man said coldly: "I can make the decision."

Han Yi looked him up and down for a while, then suddenly smiled, and stuffed a box of pastries from the palace into his hand and said, "What's the point of letting your parents come and hide behind the child?"

The young man was caught off guard and was stuffed into his arms. He looked down at the pastry box, then at Han Yi who seemed to know something, and suddenly smiled.

When the young man was not smiling, he was very sharp, but his smile seemed to melt like ice, making people's hearts rippling.

He said, "Okay, I will report to my father."

After he finished speaking, he handed over the pastry box to the servant, saluted and said goodbye quickly, then turned around and left. After taking two steps, he suddenly turned his head and said: "Young master is so beautiful, the first time I saw him today, he really lived up to his reputation."

The smile on Han Yi's face froze, Nima, is this a description of a beauty?

No, no, to be precise, this should describe a girl, right?

He glared at the young man and snorted coldly, "What do little brats know? Go, go!"

The young man smiled loudly and strode away from here.

After he left, Qu Mo muttered: "Young master is too easy to talk to, you don't know, just now Wang Sunzheng is so majestic."

"Huh? Who is he?" Han Yi paused before remembering that he didn't ask the boy's name.

After all, his mind was full of speculation just now which nobleman in Zhao State was looking for trouble for him, and he ignored it for a while.

Qu Mo said: "Wearing Qin clothes, it must be Wang Sunzheng, the son of Zijian, the grandson of King Qin."

The son of Zijian?Yan Zijian's son?Grandson of King Qin?

The face of a male god? ? ? ? ? ?

Thinking of this, Han Yi rolled his eyes and twitched with a "burp".