Tragedy of Time Traveling Companion Reading

The sunshine of early spring jumps in the room through the window sill covered by the green sarong, stinging the tightly closed eyes.Han Yan subconsciously tucked her head into the brocade quilt until she felt it was dark, and then she sat on the quilt without moving.Just as he was about to continue sleeping, his body was pushed.Above her head, Chuntao whispered, "My lord, it's time to get up."

"En..." Han Yan replied with her eyes closed, but did not move.

"Second Young Master..." Chuntao helplessly pulled off the brocade quilt that was tightly wrapped around Han Yan's head, revealing someone's face with a slightly charming face. "Second Young Master, get up quickly! You have to enter the palace to face the saint today!"

"Ah!" Han Yan suddenly yelled loudly, stretched out her hand to scratch the top of her head, and opened her ever-slender peach eyes.His dark eyes looked at Chuntao moistly like a deer. "Sister Chuntao, I will sleep for another joss stick."

"Second son, you can't do it! Master Hou is probably already waiting in the main hall." Chuntao is obviously used to Han Yan's daily behavior of lying in bed, and unswervingly took away the brocade covering Han Yan's body .

The small body in the thin underwear was exposed in the air, and the cool breath penetrated into the body along the naked skin, and Han Yan shivered subconsciously.

"Why is it so cold!" Han Yan tried to shrink herself, and complained dissatisfied.

"Second Young Master, it's already June, and it's not cold anymore." Chuntao looked at the little master who was trying to shrink herself into a silkworm baby with a smile, and persuaded softly: "Hurry up and change your clothes! It won't be cold after changing your clothes." .”

"...Okay!" Han Yan got up in extreme pain, closed her eyes and let Chuntao dress and freshen herself in a daze.

The hot and humid towel was gently applied to the face, and the warm water mixed with moist steam splashed on the child's delicate skin. Han Yan squinted her eyes enjoying it like a kitten.Following Chuntao's movements, she stood on the ground with her arms outstretched, and asked Chuntao to dress herself in brocade clothes.Afterwards, she walked leisurely to the table and sat down. After Chuntao combed her hair in a bun, she looked at herself in the bronze mirror with satisfaction.As a result of practicing martial arts diligently, she rides horses and shoots arrows all day long. Although she is only six years old, Han Yan's stature looks like that of an eight or nine-year-old child.The experience of the two lifetimes and the smooth life in this life have given Han Yan a kind of grace that no one else has. Combined with her good looks, her whole person is like gentle white jade, which makes people unable to take their eyes off.Although she is still young, her elegant demeanor has already taken shape.A warm smile formed on his lips.Han Yan asked with a smile: "Chuntao, isn't your son handsome and gentle like jade?"

"Yes, yes, the second son is the most handsome Chang'an son." Chuntao answered Han Yan's daily question with a smile.I really don't know where my master's experience came from, and I ask every day.

Han Yan squinted at Chuntao, then walked out of the room with a smile on her lips.Along the way, Hanxiao greeted every servant who passed by, and then walked leisurely into the main hall of Gonggao Hou's mansion, inside, there was a dense crowd of people.

"Grandpa, good morning." Han Yan smiled and greeted Han Tuidang, who was sitting at the top, and waved in a good mood.

"Humph! To have so many people waiting for you alone, Ah Yan, you are getting more and more rude." The woman in her thirties who sat in the second place at the bottom looked at Han Yan who was described as lazy, and snorted dissatisfied.

Han Yan frowned and looked at this woman who always looked down on him. The good mood of the morning suddenly dissipated, and she curled her lips helplessly. Han Yan sighed and said, "Mother, don't always find fault with me, okay?" , Grandpa asked for morning visits and evening visits at Maoshi, isn’t it just right for me?”

"What are you talking about? Don't you know what filial piety is? I'm your aunt—" Mrs. Han was furious when she saw Han Yan's foolish appearance.

"Okay!" Han Tuidang frowned and interrupted Mrs. Han's accusation, then looked at the middle-aged man who sat down first and said, "I'm not dead yet!"

"Father's atonement, that's not what Wang Han meant." Seeing that Han Tui was furious, the middle-aged man immediately got up and said respectfully.

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Han Yan rolled her eyes and looked at the sky without saying a word.This pair of parents who he thought were dead suddenly appeared after he set up Han Zhuang Yiyi a year ago, and then his father was fine, but the so-called mother kept finding fault, making trouble every three days, and growing up every five days It's like singing an opera.

"Okay, let's serve dinner!" Han Tiaodang looked at Han Yan's funny face and didn't bother to pay attention to the apology from his useless son, so he called Han Yan with a smile. "Ayan, come over to Grandpa. Today you and Han Ze will go to the palace with Grandpa, so you must be cautious in your words and deeds when the time comes!"

"Grandpa, don't worry!" Han Yan looked at Han Tuidang's nagging instructions, and said with a smile: "Grandson knows the severity."

"Your godfather's grandson Zhou Mingjin also entered the palace, and you will be able to see him then." Han Tuidang said again. "Ming Jin is also a good baby, I believe you can get along well."

The so-called godfather is Tiaohou Zhou Yafu.Last year, I don't know why I went crazy and insisted on recognizing Han Yan as my grandson.Han Yan originally worried that her boss Liu Xiaozhu would not be willing, but Han Tuidang agreed, her arms could not twist her thighs, so Han Yan just succumbed with tears in her eyes.But this godfather was really kind to him, and he was very generous with gifts during the New Year and holidays.

"Ayan knows." Han Yan replied while thinking.

In that room, Mrs. Han looked at Han Tui and Han Yan's grandparent and grandson interacting happily, and looked at Han Ze who was sitting beside her like a wooden stake, and she was even more angry.The Han Ze she gave birth to is the grandson of the eldest son, what is that Han Yan, the father-in-law thinks about him, and gives him all the benefits...

Han Ze felt the bursts of cold air coming from his mother beside him, and moved aside quietly.

Then everyone finished their breakfast in silence, and Han Yan followed Han Tui and Han Ze into the carriage together.The carriage wobbled towards the imperial city, and Han Tuidang continued to chatter with Han Yan about various precautions for entering the palace to face the saint...

Han Yan hummed and agreed.Han Ze on the side looked at the absent-minded Han Yan, and then at Han Tuidang who was obviously nervously holding Han Yan's hand and talking non-stop, lowered his head and twitched the corners of his mouth.

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Finally, when Han Tuidang said that Han Yan's head was getting bigger, Miyagi finally arrived.

After verifying their identities at the gate of the palace, everyone in the Han family got out of the car one by one.Han Yan looked up at the majestic palace wall and the bluestone slabs that had just been cleaned with clean water, feeling as if everything was right and wrong.

This is the most prosperous and powerful place in Chang'an, and this is the place where the highest rulers of the Han Dynasty lived. This place fulfilled some people's deliberate plans and made every step of the way, and buried countless lives.And Han Yan in history——

Flying here, wanton, and finally disappearing...

The nails dug deep into the palm, and the slight tingling reminded Han Yan that this was definitely not a dream. Now he is standing here for real. The wooden clogs under his feet can feel the hardness of the bluestone board, and his soft and smooth fingers can feel the The coldness of the palace walls...

Following behind the eunuch step by step into this magnificent deep palace, Han Yan suppressed the excitement in her heart, her chest heaved and took a deep breath to calm down her restless emotions.

The game begins - for real!