It's not good for a beauty to be so irritable

His mother passed away, but Han Ze said it was ridiculous.

All the people froze on the spot.

"Nonsense." Han Ze was furious, "How dare you say that about your mother?"

Han Feng leaned on Chu Jing's body, looked at Han Ze for a while, his eyes were bent, and he said in a hoarse voice, "I'm talking about you."

Han Ze was taken aback for a moment, not knowing why.

"My mother is in good health. She often lives in the inner courtyard and stays at home. Don't you think it's strange that only my mother was infected with ghost insects in the entire mansion?" Han Feng smiled softly.

Han Ze glanced at Han Lin who bowed his head in grief, and said to Han Feng, "Don't speculate for no reason. I checked the reason, and your mother's death has nothing to do with others."

Han Feng was still relying on Chu Jing honestly, but when he heard Han Ze say this, he laughed angrily.He stood up straight, still clutching Chu Jing, and asked, "Are you sure, Father?"

Han Ze replied firmly, "Sure."

When he said this, Han Feng had nothing to say.

But the matter of ghosts and insects is so strange, how could he not understand it.

"Sure enough." He coughed, "You really favor their mother and son."

Han Feng coughed desperately, as if he was about to vomit blood, which frightened Chu Jing.He held Chu Jing by the waist, and was extremely anxious, "Why are you panicking. If there is really something hidden about Auntie's death, I will definitely help you find out."

He glanced at Han Ze in disgust, never expecting that Han Feng's father would behave in such a way.

He already hated him when he heard him dissect his heart on the roof, but now he is even more disgusted by the appearance of being obviously partial to others.

Han Feng was obviously also his son, but he was indifferent when he saw Han Feng's appearance, and didn't care about Han Feng's body at all.

"Han Lin, go help your brother to rest." Han Ze put his hands behind his back and ordered Han Lin to take care of Han Feng.

Han Lin obediently stepped forward, reaching out to help.

Han Feng turned to one side, leaning against Chu Jing's arms, "Little Chu, come and hug me."

Chu Jing glanced at Han Lin, didn't care about Han Feng's hand taking advantage of the opportunity, bent down, and hugged Han Feng by the waist.

Han Feng put his arms around his neck, coughing and laughing uncontrollably, "It's good to hug him like this."

Chu Jing's ears turned red, and he said viciously, "Shut up."

Han Feng turned his head, leaned on Chu Jing's shoulder, and said softly, "Let's go, Xiao Chu."

Chu Jing hummed, and walked out steadily.

Han Lin watched this scene and stood there without moving.

Han Ze was so angry that he blushed and his neck was thick, so Han Feng and Chu Jing ignored him, making him lose face, "Nizi, don't you want to pay homage to your mother?"

Chu Jing stopped and looked sideways at Han Feng.

Han Feng buried his face in Chu Jing's neck, leaving only a head wrapped in rags for him to see.

Chu was startled, turned around, hugged him and continued walking.

"Rebel."

Seeing that he was indifferent, Han Ze was so angry that his veins burst out.

But Chu Jing and Han Feng ignored him. The people in the mansion didn't hear Han Ze's order, and they didn't go to stop him. The two left the Han mansion without looking back, and disappeared into the crowd on the street.

"Father, what should the second brother do?" Han Lin stepped forward and asked with a low eyebrow.

Han Ze waved his sleeves impatiently, "Let him go."

"But, the reputation of our Han family..." Han Lin frowned.

Of course Han Ze understood what he meant. Han Feng made a fuss in public today. If anyone with a heart heard about it, it would definitely spread the word, and it would be another joke at that time.

"Pass down the order, and no one is allowed to spread the matter of the second son." Han Ze summoned the housekeeper to order.

The housekeeper quickly agreed, but Han Ze called him back before taking a few steps, "Second Young Master was out wandering around and didn't return home today, do you understand?"

The housekeeper was taken aback, and nodded hurriedly. Seeing that Han Ze had nothing else to order, he hurried out to make arrangements.

Han Lin has been standing around, hearing what Han Ze said, he just raised his eyebrows and didn't say much.

"Go down." Han Ze signaled him to leave.

Han Lin hesitated to speak, but when he saw Han Ze glaring at him, he said awkwardly, "You just let the second brother go away like this?"

"How are you doing?" Han Ze narrowed his eyes.

Han Lin lowered his head and murmured, "I'm just worried that he's outside by himself..."

"Han Lin." Han Ze interrupted him, "I won't tell you what you have done, but it doesn't mean I don't know."

Han Lin fell silent, clenched his hands hidden in his sleeves into fists.

"Go on," Han Ze sighed wearily, and waved to Han Lin.

Han Lin responded and hurriedly retreated.

Han Ze stood alone in front of the room for a long time, until the butler came to ask for instructions on the affairs of the mansion, and then he came back to his senses, waved the butler away, and went into the room to sit by himself.

Like a hunting wolf, Bai Yue lay quietly on the roof, as if her whole body was integrated with the roof, her breathing was barely audible.

Han Ze sat there blankly, sighed after a long time, took out a pair of white gloves from the dark compartment in the room, and put them on slowly.

Bai Yue took a closer look and found that it was the ice silkworm gloves from Iron Eagle Fort.

He lay on his stomach calmly and continued to look down.

After Han Ze put on the gloves, he checked carefully, and only after confirming that there were no mistakes, he walked towards the wall, stood by the wall and pondered for a while, and then groped under the table. After a while, the wall opened, and one of them was embedded in the wall. Two layers of small dark compartments.

Han Ze gently lifted the wooden strips above, and a layer of cold air came oncoming, turning into a white mist visible to the naked eye.

Bai Yue lurked and took a closer look, and she knew exactly what Han Ze wanted to check.

There are not many things that can be stored in ice, and the ghost insects that are raging in the rivers and lakes are one of them.

Ghost worms will be in a dormant state in the cold ice. If they break through the ice, they will burrow into the human body and grow and reproduce by sucking blood.

This kind of bug is a deeply hidden secret in Iron Eagle Castle. Many people in the castle don't know that under the thousands of miles of ice in Iron Eagle Castle, ghost insects were once densely covered.

Now that this kind of bug appeared in Han Ze's hands, it must have something to do with Iron Eagle Fort.

Thinking of standing outside, vaguely hearing the word Su's mentioned by Bai Lang and the castle master, and thinking of Su Meng and Su Qingfang, it is not difficult to guess the source of the ghost insect in Han Ze's hand.

In the room, Han Ze picked up a wooden box very carefully, took it out to check it, and then put it back.

He was wearing gloves, and his lips were gradually turning blue. He held on for half a stick of incense before closing the secret compartment, quickly took off his gloves, and sat at the table to exercise.

Bai Yue stared blankly at Han Ze's forehead with sweat gradually seeping out, then heaved a sigh of relief, opened her eyes again, and her bluish lips became normal again.

The ice silkworm gloves are made of ice silk, on which countless cold air is condensed, everyone in Iron Eagle Fort regards it as a treasure for practicing martial arts, but many people in the Jianghu regard it as tasteless, because the cold air is too much to bear.

Just now Han Ze took out his gloves before going to see the ghost worms, obviously he was afraid of disturbing the ghost worms and hurting himself.Just using gloves can't avoid the cold.

Han Ze packed his things, it was dark outside, he blew out the lights, and went to bed to sleep.

Bai Yue waited for a while to confirm that nothing more would happen, and then left quietly.

Bai Han didn't sleep, he sat in the living room and watched over Bai Lang.

Bai Lang was stared blankly by Bai Han, feeling extremely embarrassed.

It just so happened that when Bai Yue came back, he rushed to meet him, his enthusiastic appearance made Bai Yue, who didn't know the inside story, look at him several times.

After saluting, Bai Yue reported what she saw in detail.

Bai Lang had guessed the origin of the ghost insects a long time ago. Hearing Bai Yue's narration, he just felt that his point of view was confirmed. However, the sudden appearance of the Second Young Master and the Fourth Young Master of Liuxianzhai in the Han House made him quite interested. .

"Han Feng was born by Mrs. Han, and he left without paying homage to his mother?" Bai Lang rubbed his chin with a gossiping expression.

Bai Yue remained unmoved, and knelt on the ground without saying a word.

"Ghost bug."

Bai Han reminded him.

"That's right," Bai Lang clapped his hands, "His mother died of ghost insects, and Han Ze must have also poured green vitriol on her. There is no longer a whole body left, and worship is useless."

After finishing speaking, he smiled obsequiously at Bai Han, "The castle master is really wise."

With that doggy tone, even Bai Yue raised her head slightly and glanced at him from the corner of her eyes.

Bai Lang didn't feel that he was thick-skinned at all, and continued to boast, "The castle master is worthy of being the castle master of my Iron Eagle Castle. The subordinates can only look up and feel ashamed..."

"To shut up."

Bai Han said softly.

Bai Lang quickly shut up, and stood behind Bai Han in an orderly manner, acting as a competent guard.

Bai Yue knelt on the ground, waiting for the order.

"take a break."

Bai Han continued.

Bai Yue got up and stood up respectfully.Then he found that Bai Lang was also slapping his ass and preparing to leave.

idiot.

Bai Yue sent him a message in her heart.

Sure enough, before Bai Lang stepped forward, Bai Han spoke.

The voice was as cold as broken jade, very cold, "Stop."

Bai Yue knew very well who should stop, so he went out quickly without stopping.

Bai Lang stood stiffly on the spot, forced a smile on his face, pointed to the tea on the table, and made up a reason, "This subordinate just wants to pour a cup of tea for the castle master."

Bai Han looked at him coldly.

The blood in the chest is rushing.

The cold raged in his body, and he could hardly suppress it. He shook his fingertips, and fine pieces of ice fell.

Bai Lang didn't notice it, and explained while smiling.

Bai Han felt that his voice was far away, but his eyes turned white and he couldn't see clearly.

"Don't go." He spat out the plea with all his might.

Bai Lang seemed to say something, but he didn't hear it clearly.

The voice of the voice in his ear was getting farther and farther away, Bai Han was anxious, and the hoarfrost on his palm formed layer after layer, covering the entire palm in the blink of an eye.

It was only then that Bai Lang realized something was wrong.

"Castle Master!" He stepped forward and grabbed the stumbling Bai Han.

There was no focus in Bai Han's eyes, he glanced at him vainly, and then closed his eyes.

Bai Lang thought it was bad, picked up Bai Han, swept him up, and ran to the castle owner's room.

This is just an ordinary room, it doesn't help Bai Han's illness, it's just that Bai Han's illness is much better here than in the hall.

"Why are you running?" Someone next to his ear squeezed his throat, pretending to be soft, and blew into his ear.

Bai Lang gritted his teeth, pushed the door open, and the two of them rushed in.

"So anxious?"

The man stretched out his hand and touched the white face carefully, "How long has it been, I haven't touched this face carefully."

Bai Lang's heart ached, and inexplicably, fear rose in his heart, and he didn't dare to look at that face.

But it's not okay to escape, that person seems to know what Bai Lang is thinking.

He lowered his head, his face was almost touching Bai Lang's, "What's wrong? Are you afraid of me?" He chuckled.

Bai Lang avoided his gaze in pain, "Don't use his face to make such an expression."

As soon as the voice fell, the room became cold.

Bai Lang secretly gritted his teeth and confronted the person in front of him.

"What's the matter, don't you like me?" The man laughed, his lips pressed against Bai Lang's forehead, and slowly slipped down.

Bai Lang took a step back and dodged before touching those cold lips.

"If you do this again, I'm going to get angry." His voice was still pretentious, but the chill in the room couldn't be ignored.

He was indeed angry.

This would be bad for Bai Han.

Bai Lang stabilized his mind, looked up at him, and the face that caught his eyes was exactly the same as Bai Han's.

It's just that Bai Han is handsome and cold, but this person is charming for no reason.

"Bai Bing," Bai Lang called his name directly, "don't use Bai Han's face to do these things."

"Bai Han's face?"

Bai Bing laughed sharply, and couldn't stop hearing the big joke, "Is this Bai Han's face?" He raised Bai Lang's chin and asked repeatedly.

Bai Lang didn't speak.

Bai Bing became more and more angry, "This is my face!"

He was so angry that his nails dug into the flesh of Bai Lang's chin, and blood flowed from his nails, "This is my face," Bai Bing gritted his teeth, "Bai Han snatched my face, my body, "He changed his tone and became charming again, "I even robbed you."

"Tell me, how can you make me not hate?"

He stared into Bai Lang's eyes and asked.

Bai Lang was speechless.

How did things become like this?

Everything in the past mixed together and drifted past before his eyes, he didn't know whether Bai Bing or Bai Han came first.

I don't know if it was the Bai Bing in front of him that he fell in love with back then, or the Bai Han just now.

"Why don't you talk anymore?" Bai Bing leaned over, her head slightly turned to one side, her lips pressed against Bai Lang's.

Bai Lang closed his eyes in pain.

Seeing him like this, Bai Bing's eyes were full of hatred.As soon as he flicked his hand, Bai Lang uncontrollably rolled in the air and hit the ground heavily.

"roll."

he said coldly.

This sound was so similar to Bai Han's, Bai Lang was stunned, almost thinking that Bai Han had returned.

But Bai Han never told him to fuck off.

"Bai Bing," Bai Lang raised his head, "you let Bai Han go."

When he said this, Bai Bing laughed out loud, tears were almost shed, "You asked me to let him go?"

Bai Bing walked up to Bai Lang, took his hand, put it on his neck, and led him to exert force slowly, "Why don't you use some strength and let me and Bai Han go?" The strength in his hand It was getting bigger and bigger, her breathing was not smooth, and her face turned red after being pinched.

Bai Lang felt scalded, let go of his hands desperately, and struggled away.

"coward."

Bai Bing gave him a contemptuous look.

Bai Lang lowered his head.

Bai Bing was right.

He is a coward.

In the lingering memory earlier, Bai Han was sometimes shy and embarrassing, and sometimes unrestrained.

He thought it was for fun and didn't take it to heart.

until one day……

Only then did he realize that there were two people in Bai Han's body.

"I'm not kidding you." Bai Bing waved his sleeves boredly, opened the window, jumped out, and when Bai Lang stepped on the window sill to chase him out, he turned and pointed at him, "Don't follow," he said. Putting his hands on his neck, "Otherwise, I will kill Bai Han."

Sure enough, Bai Lang stopped, not daring to move a single point.

Bai Bing, a lunatic, might really die with Bai Han.

Han Fu, Han Ze, who was not yet asleep, woke up from the bed, opened his eyes, and saw a white dress standing proudly beside the bed.

"You are..." Han Ze was startled, and immediately recognized who it was.

"I asked Su Qingfang to help you, but you are so unbearable, you were easily found out." The man said coldly.

Han Ze was sweating profusely, and hurriedly said, "No, they are just guessing..."

"Stupid." The man cut off his words, "What's the use of keeping you."

As soon as these words came out, Han Ze knew that he had murderous intentions.He hurriedly turned around and took out the sword from the bedside.

The man chuckled, and raised his fingertips. Under the moonlight, something squirmed at his fingertips.

Han Ze opened his eyes wide, "Ghost bug!"

"Su Qingfang wanted to help you, that's why she recommended you to me. Who knew that you only cared about fame and fame, and completely forgot about the business." He sighed softly, "Since the ghost worm started from you, then it's up to you Let's end it." After finishing speaking, Han Ze yelled tragically with a flick of his fingertips.