Wei Yangmou

In the evening, although the weather was not good, but the wind was dry, I thought about taking Han Yan out for a walk, and looking for an experienced doctor by the way.

The weather has become much warmer, but Han Yan is still wrapped in a cloak, which looks unseasonably heavy, but the sky is cloudy and dark, and the wind is a bit chilly, but it doesn't feel hot.

Han Yan thought about it for a while, and then walked out behind her. On the way, she met people burning paper money for worship. Most of them were old women with stooped figures, thin clothes, and gray hair protruding from the gray turban. It looked very bleak.

Han Yan's footsteps stopped involuntarily, and her eyes could not bear it. When she turned her head to look, she found that he had also stopped, and looked at the old woman with heavy eyes.

Han Yan understood, and waited for the old woman to finish burning the paper money, and went up to talk to her.

He has a gentle face, polite conversation, and is very approachable. It didn't take long for the old woman to say everything.

When she came back to her side again, Han Yan's expression was not as relaxed as before.

"Your Highness, it seems that this year's fine-bred and farm cattle have not been distributed."

His eyes sank, the climate in Jiaodong is colder than that in Chang'an, and the spring plowing time is later. It is understandable that the cattle and improved seeds are distributed later, but now it is March, and these things should start no matter what. It's time to start dealing with it.

"Go and have a look."

Going forward first, Han Yan saw that he was angry and did not dare to persuade him. In addition, she also felt that the official temple here did not do anything and needed to be punished, so she followed.

But he was a little uneasy in his heart, he was afraid that these incidents were not due to the negligence of this place and county, if the whole Jiaodong...

Han Yan didn't dare to think about it.

Natural disasters are not terrible, but man-made disasters are really chilling.

The two walked forward, the official temple was a little far away, and they wanted to speed up their pace, but also worried about Han Yan's body, fearing that he would not be able to keep up, so they had to hold back, walking like this, the anger just now calmed down a lot .

There was a light rain in the sky, and her footsteps stopped, and she turned to look at Han Yan. Han Yan didn't understand, so when she saw him reaching out to put the hood of the cloak on her, she suddenly understood, her face was a little embarrassed, but she still whispered: "Thank you Your Highness..."

Looking at him, the hand holding the hood didn't move, and flicked her fingers, as if she wanted to touch him, but after a moment of hesitation, she still hung down so neatly.

Pedestrians on the road became less and less. They walked all the way to the official temple, but they didn't see many people. The big soldiers in armor hid behind the gate of the official temple. Hearing the knock on the door, he stuck his head out and took a look. , a little dazed, Chi asked: "What's the matter, you two?"

"I'll wait to visit the county magistrate."

The soldier shook his head: "Your Excellency has gone to Jiaodong Mansion, but is not in the mansion."

Jiaodong Mansion?

What's the matter with going to Jiaodong mansion at this time... It can't be to greet her...

Han Yan glanced at him and saw that he didn't seem to have any intention of having an outburst on the spot, she felt a little relieved, thinking, this, his temper has improved a lot.

"The head of a county left the official temple without authorization, why?"

The soldier's face became vigilant: "What are you asking these for? Let's go!"

Han Yan wanted to ask again, patted him on the shoulder, turned around and left, Han Yan was puzzled, but didn't ask, frowning and thinking hard all the way, but couldn't think of a reason.

Now my mood has calmed down, seeing him frowning, I find it interesting, but also a little distressed, it's strange that I spend so much time trying to write endless things, and there are results.

Han Yan looked up: "What did your Highness see?"

This question is straightforward and simple, but I don't know what I was thinking just now.

"The soldier has a disease in his leg."

Han Yan was taken aback, but she didn't know where she got her conclusion from. She wasn't suspicious, but just curious.

But he couldn't explain it. He was used to seeing disabled soldiers, and he knew that even if some wounds healed, they would still leave traces. The soldier guarding the gate concealed it very well. He relied on intuition instead of naked eyes.

Fortunately, Han Yan didn't bother with this question, and instead asked, "Could it be that this county is already so impoverished?"

Or...it's just too early to draw conclusions, they still have to go to Jiaodong Mansion to find out what's going on with this fief that belongs to him.

Han Yan had no intention of going any further, and was anxious to go to Jiaodong Mansion, wishing she could leave now. Seeing him like this, she felt a little helpless.

"Not in a hurry at this time."

Han Yan also understood this truth, but she couldn't calm down in the end, so she let out a long sigh.

There was nothing to do on the road, so my eyes were fixed on Han Yan quickly, and I couldn't move away. Han Yan was absent-minded, probably thinking of some remedies, but on the way of agriculture, the things he was involved in were really pitiful, and his face was so pale. Then it gets worse and worse.

I had no choice but to hold his hand, lest he continue to think about it and make myself uncomfortable.

Han Yan's arms stiffened slightly, and when he looked up, his face was still shy, but he tried his best to hide it.

It's only because of my good eyesight that I can still tell that Han Yan's pretending to be calm makes her look even more disturbing.

"Han Yan..."

He opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to continue. He had given countless orders, but at this moment, he felt like a child who just knew how to speak. There were countless things he wanted to say, but he couldn't find the appropriate words to express them.

"What are your orders, Your Highness?"

Tightly holding Han Yan's hand, sighed: "It doesn't have to be like this between you and me..."

Han Yan was stunned, his face softened slightly, embarrassment emerged from his eyes, he nodded: "Yan remembered."

This answer was unexpected, and I almost suspected that I had heard it wrong. Han Yan...has never agreed to his unceremonious request so simply and neatly. She is really... flattered.

Laughing, he never thought that he would have such a novel feeling one day, but he still felt a little happy in his heart. Because of Han Yan's words, most of his suspicions in the past few days dissipated, but he still remembered that Yan Zhonghe There needs to be more effort over there, what did he do to Han Yan...

From a distance, I saw Han Jinchu walking back and forth at the door, as if he couldn't wait, when he saw the two, his eyes lit up, and he rushed up to meet them.

"Your Highness, Yan Zhonghe has woken up."

Shocked, he didn't even bother to eat dinner, and was about to leave in a hurry, but Han Yan stopped him.

Looking at him: "Yan want to go together?"

He didn't want Han Yan to be there. The matter he wanted to ask was related to Han Yan, but Han Yan didn't know anything about it.

Han Yan shook her head: "Yan Zhonghe's methods are unpredictable, His Highness is a heinous event, so he should put himself first."

He couldn't help but want to kiss Han Yan, the way he ordered himself so solemnly was so cute and tight, it made his heart itch, as if those bugs of Yan Zhonghe really got into his heart.

But after all, he just straightened Han Yan's sideburns and did not do anything else.

Han Yan didn't ask to go with her, which was a bit unexpected.In his opinion, Han Yan seemed to have always placed herself in the position of a subject and a shield. Standing in front of him was almost instinctive, and this time she backed away very abruptly.

He couldn't help but look at Han Yan twice more, with inquiry in his eyes.

Han Yan pursed the corners of her lips, her eyes were a little helpless: "Yan Zhonghe is very human, going with Yan is just a burden, so I won't cause trouble for Your Highness."

Frowning, carefully observing Han Yan's emotions, and confirming that she didn't feel any self-defeating taste in his words, she moved her fingers and rubbed his cheek.

Han Yan grabbed his hand, both hands were attached to it, her fingertips trembled slightly, and she looked very seriously: "Your Highness, don't be so careful with Han Yan, no matter what, Han Yan is Han Yan."

My heart trembled, and I felt a slap in the face in a trance. It turned out that not only Han Yan was more careful with him, but also himself.

He didn't notice it himself, but Han Yan was more sensitive after all.

After all, he failed Han Yan's life and missed his whole life. Decades of longing, struggle, regret and guilt are like brand marks.

After rebirth, there is always some worries about gains and losses. Even if he conceals it, it is difficult not to leak the things from the bottom of his heart.

Taking a deep breath, she still couldn't help hugging Han Yan into her arms, and gently kissed his side face, calling Han Yan's name over and over again as if sighing in her heart.

Han Jin wished he could retract himself into the cracks in the ground, but couldn't help but sneak a look at the two of them. This scene is actually not uncommon after waking up.

But Han Yan had a really hard time in the past few years, and every time she thinks about them, these servants, she will feel distressed.

So seeing such a picture, I feel happy in my heart, his young master, finally has come to the end of all hardships.

I only hugged her for a while, but I was still in front of the door. Although it was raining and it was night, there were very few pedestrians outside, but after all, it was not without.

When they parted, the embarrassment that Han Yan deliberately concealed came out, her face was blushing, her eyes were still clear, she just dodged slightly, and every time she met her eyes, she would subconsciously move away, and then move back after a while.

In a good mood, he patted Han Yan on the shoulder: "I must find out the details of Yan Zhonghe, you go back and rest, and then let Wei Zifu take a good look at you."

Han Yan nodded, and entered the courtyard one after the other, and then went east and west.

Yan Zhonghe was locked in an iron cage, and then hung in the air, fearing that his big worm that had escaped would come and intercept him on the way.

The other party didn't seem to have much of a living breath. After a cursory glance, he thought it was a mummy.

The changes in him were very obvious, his body became thin into a skeleton in just one day, and the black mist on his body disappeared.

But the skin has become pitch black, as if covered with a layer of insect shells, its appearance is really hard to describe.

"What did you do to Han Yan?"

Looking at Yan Zhonghe, the other party was huddled into a ball in the iron cage, pitch-black, head and feet could hardly be distinguished. Hearing his words, he raised his head, and stared at him intently, with viciousness and greed in his gaze.

With a sneer: "The Yan family tried their best to get you there..."

Yan Zhonghe shook violently, and the iron cage also swayed, hitting the iron chain, crackling and crackling, but even so, the other party's roar without specific content could still be heard.

"Your Highness, he seems to be crazy..."

Han Jin hesitated. During the few short breaths he spoke, Yan Zhonghe began to slam his head against the iron cage frantically, but he never uttered clear words from his mouth.

Extremely angry, he didn't believe that Yan Zhonghe was crazy at such a time.