Drunk King and Minister

I saw you in the painting in my father's study...

After Han Zigao came out of the county palace for a long time, Chen Bozong's words echoed in his mind.

Just a few months ago, I saw my father drawing you...

You are missing me, aren't you?Like I'm missing you.

Zihua...

A gust of wind came from the left.

Han Zigao flashed subconsciously.

"Hey..." A man stood in the middle of the street with his back on his back, gasped and glared at him, "Hey, you are so heartless, I finally saw you, and you still hide, which made me dodge."

Han Zigao raised his mouth and looked at her with a smile: "Ziyi, are you okay?"

Unexpectedly, just this one sentence made Su Ziyi cry.

She slowly stood up straight, looked at Han Zigao fixedly, tears welled up in her eyes: "I thought you would never come back again."

"Don't cry." Han Zigao touched her forehead, "Look, I'm still alive."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Su Ziyi gave a bear hug and hung her body on Han Zigao.

Inexplicably, inexplicably disappeared for so long...

Do you know how worried I am, how sad I am.

"Ziyi." Han Zigao whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "This is on the street."

"Brother!" Su Ziyi didn't care, hugged Han Zigao and buried him on his shoulder and called out "Brother".

What the hell, hug my brother, what the hell!Let's see what excuses you use to drive me away!

Han Zigao opened his arms helplessly, letting Su Ziyi hang on his body like a child, and patted her back with his right hand stiffly: "Don't be afraid, it's me, I'm still alive."

Why didn't he understand that the trembling woman in her arms hadn't seen his worry and panic for a year.

When Su Ziyi calmed down completely, Han Zigao had already coaxed her to Huotouying.

"So, it was the death of the princess that made the emperor condemn you?"

"The main reason is that the rumors are too false."

"Hmph, death doesn't make people safe..."

"Ziyi!" Han Zigao frowned and interrupted Su Ziyi, "Don't talk nonsense!"

"I got it, I got it, look at that old pedant of you!" Su Ziyi sniffed, and gave Han Zigao a gouged look.

Han Zigao breathed a sigh of relief.It seems that Su Ziyi has completely let go of her love for herself.That's good.

"Ziyi." Han Zigao gradually straightened his face, "If I want to leave Wu Xing, what are your plans?"

"You want to leave?!" Su Ziyi stood up abruptly, looking at Han Zigao suspiciously.

"Just if."

"Didn't you say that we are brother and sister? If you want to leave, I will go with you!" Su Ziyi looked at Han Zigao firmly.He is her only warmth and support in this different world, she will never, never leave him!

"Okay..." Han Zigao lowered his head and smiled.

If that day really came, he would leave Wu Xing with Su Ziyi.

It would be great to find a village and find a reliable husband's family for her to live like this for the rest of her life.

"Let me tell you, before I saw you on the street today, I met a nasty person!" Su Ziyi poked the vegetable roots in the bowl with chopsticks, and muttered with her mouth curled up.

"Huh?" Han Zi raised his eyebrows.

"I didn't pay attention when I was walking and bumped into him. I apologize sincerely!" Su Ziyi bit her chopsticks and added hastily, "But he was not polite at all, and stared at me with contempt on his face! Hey Yo, that look is like swallowing me alive, cut!!"

As Su Ziyi said, her face showed displeasure: "It looks like an arrogant rich second generation!"

"What is... the second rich generation?" Han Zigao expressed doubts.

"Uh, he is the son of the rich." Su Ziyi explained, but felt that it was not appropriate, "Hey, he is the one who curses people anyway."

Han Zigao couldn't help laughing: "You must be scared."

For Su Ziyi, a master who bullies the weak and fears the strong, if she is so aggrieved, it must be because of the viciousness of that person, otherwise she will have to treat others long ago.

Su Ziyi hesitated for a moment, then turned her head to ignore Han Zigao.

Han Zigao's smile slowly faded.

"Ziyi, today is the day I get crowned."

"Huh. Huh?! And the crown?!"

Han Zigao nodded slightly.

"That's your birthday?!" Su Ziyi stared, "You didn't tell me earlier, I'll cook you a bowl of longevity noodles, just wait."

"There's no need for Ziyi, I've already had dinner." Han Zigao called Su Ziyi back, "Speaking of which, when will you arrive at Ji?"

"Eh?" Su Ziyi blinked, with a big smile on her face, "Is this it? Hehe, it's too late, it's too late..."

Just kidding, if it is true, she is older than Han Zigao.

It was dusk when Han Zigao left.

Perhaps Su Ziyi had been frightened by the silent parting this year, dragging him to talk about things until this time.

The small vendors at the street stalls had already started to pack their things and were about to go home. Han Zigao paced slowly on the street and couldn't help but wryly smiled.

He will spend the days of reaching the crown like this.

He originally wanted to walk casually on the street to calm down his chaotic mood, but he turned to the gate of the county prince's mansion unknowingly.Whether it was really unintentional or subconscious, Han Zigao himself couldn't figure it out.

He looked up at the three large characters.

If Chen Qian treated him any harder, he would choose to leave.

But, he doubted him, but... it made him feel weak.

In fact, Han Zigao understood that it was not an excuse to go or stay.He just couldn't bear to find an excuse to leave.

He sighed softly, turned around and walked away.But he stopped when he took another step.

Who is the person standing quietly tens of meters away, if not Chen Qian?

How long has he been standing there?Do you have a panoramic view of all his unbearable and fragile expressions?Is he reading his jokes...

Han Zigao suddenly felt a surge of moisture in his eyes.

He didn't cry when he was misunderstood, when he yelled at him, when his fingers sank into his shoulder like a knife.

But this time, when he was standing there, watching all his ugliness in silence, he could no longer hold back the wetness in his eyes.

It was a strong camouflage that was torn apart, and all the fragility and weakness were seen.

Han Zigao turned his footsteps and walked in another direction.

But he didn't expect that the ruler in Wuxing City, the majestic county king, would take him away in full view on the street!

"What are you doing!" Han Zigao felt the wind in his ear blowing his hair, entangled with another strand of hair that did not belong to him, "Put me down!"

Without saying a word, Chen Qian took Han Zigao captive and quickly swept across the roof, further and further away towards the suburbs.

Han Zigao wanted to resist, but was pinched by the force between his arms so that his arms were numb and unable to lift up his strength.

There was a smell of alcohol on the nose.

"you've been drinking?"

Han Zigao turned his head sideways with difficulty, only seeing Chen Qian's sharp jaw.

no answer.

Could it be that he was playing drunk crazy!

Han Zigao rolled his eyes, stopped struggling needlessly, and made up his mind to see what he was going to do!