my villain is too cute

Chapter 1469 Chitose-sama (27)

Han Jin thought to himself for a few seconds, put away the token, and led San Sheng to the Fengyue Pavilion, without mentioning it, and San Sheng didn't ask either.

The two sat in the Fengyue Hall for a long time. It was late at night, and the Fengyue Hall gradually became lively. Sansheng was already tired of it. Except for the silver quilt dance at the beginning, which surprised him a little, nothing else could arouse him. After all, San Sheng had watched the palace banquet in the palace.

"Sleepy?" San Sheng lay on the table, half-closed his round eyes, a little listless, Han Jin asked softly, patted his head, and said, "If you're sleepy, we'll go."

San Sheng straightened up, nodded, stood up holding Han Jin's sleeve, Han Jin stood up after him, and walked out with San Sheng.

Walking in the corridor on the second floor, there was a sound of hurried footsteps behind him, accompanied by a soft and thin voice: "My lord."

Han Jin stopped in his tracks and looked back, it was a silver quilt.

The silver quilt came to Han Jin's side, bent down and gave a half-respect, then looked up at her respectfully and expectantly: "Can the lord take the silver quilt back?"

Han Jin moved back to the palace, but Fang Jin didn't bring anyone with him, and the silver quilt was left in the Qiantui Mansion, and he couldn't find a way to enter the palace, so he was waiting for an opportunity to follow the lord.

Han Jin was silent for a few seconds, thinking about the martial arts in the silver quilt, he nodded: "Follow."

She led Sansheng out and left the Fengyue Pavilion. A black carriage with gold trim was parked outside, and the figure sitting in front was Fang Jin.

Seeing Han Jin coming out, Fang Jin got out of the carriage.

Asking Sansheng to sit in first, Han Jin ordered: "Check what happened today."

Fang Jin: "Yes."

Han Jin got into the carriage and saw the young man lying on the table with no emotion on his face, his wet eyes staring at the void, as if he was in a daze.

Han Jin sat beside him, held his waist, made him stand up straight, then took a pillow and put it on the table, then let go of his waist, and gently supported his head to restore him to the original posture .

San Sheng waited until he was lying on the soft pillow before he came back to his senses. He pursed his lips, a little embarrassed, turned his head to look at Han Jin, and wanted to say something, but because she spoke first, he stopped the voice in his throat .

"If you're sleepy, go to bed first." Han Jin held a book, propped his forehead with his hands, leaned lazily behind him, looked at the book calmly, and said in a soft voice.

There was only one wall lamp on in the carriage, the candlelight was flickering, and the hazy yellow light was scattered throughout the carriage, making the cold and warm people much warmer.

San Sheng was lying on the table, looking at her quietly, with slight ripples in his eyes, he still couldn't help calling out: "My lord."

Han Jin paused, looked away from the book, raised his eyes to look at San Sheng, did not speak, his eyes signaled him to say whatever he wanted.

San Sheng pursed his lips and asked softly, "Who is that brother?"

When he asked this question, Han Jin paused for a moment before realizing that he was asking about the silver quilt. She said, "It's a subordinate, he knows martial arts. If you're bored, you can play with him."

Han Jin agreed to let Yinqin follow him because he saw that Sansheng would often feel bored in Anfengdian.

Sansheng didn't know what answer he wanted to hear, but at this moment, after hearing what she said, his chest was a little stuffy just now, and now he felt a little more comfortable. Lie down on the pillow.

Fang Jin and Yinqian outside the carriage are both practicing martial arts, so they naturally heard the voices inside them verbatim.

The silver quilt whispered next to Fang Jin's ear, "Who is that?"

The casual manner of speaking with the adults, and the patient and gentle voice of the adults, it seems that the young boy is not ordinary.

(End of this chapter)