sheep hunt

Ever since he knew his physical condition, Han Ziling's mood changed a lot and became strange every day.

In fact, Ji Sufeng was wrong. Aborting the child in his womb was definitely not superfluous, but necessary.

This has nothing to do with his body, but with his state of mind.

With a child in his womb, he couldn't control his consciousness, thinking about the child, thinking about the child's father, thinking that this child would be a poor child who had no chance to come into this world.

In that case, there will be a sore feeling in his heart, and the original cold heart will gradually soften.

And it just so happens that now that he is hidden in the deep palace by Huang Yifan, he has a lot of time to think wildly, and as time goes by, the more he thinks, the more entangled he is.

Huang Yifan noticed that he was emotionally unstable and preoccupied, asked him, but he didn't answer.

Time passed slowly in such tangled and helpless days.

For half a month, Huang Feiyan followed the clues from the place where he was rescued, and finally found out that Huang Yifan had nothing to do with it.

So, after half a month, Huang Feiyan, who had already recovered, kicked open the door of Huang Yifan's study room again.

At this time, Huang Yifan also disappeared, as if he had only a skeleton left. He knew that Han Ziling's body would not last long, so naturally he would not drink Han Ziling's blood, and he would get sick every once in a while, it was unbearable He was tortured by the pain, and Han Ziling ignored him, and because he was guilty, he didn't dare to force Han Ziling, so he was extremely restless, and his heart was so stuffy that it seemed like a wild beast was roaring.

His temper was getting worse and worse, and the eunuchs and maids in the palace were terrified because of it. Before, Huang Feiyan thought that he was so anxious because he couldn't find Han Ziling, but now, he knew it wasn't.

The door was kicked open without warning, and when Huang Yifan looked up, the red-painted wooden door was still trembling.

He was already in a bad mood when he saw Huang Feiyan being so rude, and the fire in his heart burst out: "Huang Feiyan! Don't think that you are the regent, I won't do anything to you, last time I Just because you don't care about it doesn't mean you can come to the Imperial Study Room to play wild every time."

Huang Feiyan raised her eyebrows, a gloomy and icy smile hung on her stunningly alluring face, and her blood-red eyes were full of anger: "What a majesty...Huang Yifan, I want to return that sentence to you, don't think You are the emperor, so I won't do anything to you---where is the uncle???"

Huang Yifan's complexion changed suddenly, and his clear eyes woke up instantly:

"I told you, I haven't seen Teacher Ziling for a long time, you..."

"Huang Yifan, since everyone knows the truth of the matter, why do you have to pretend???"

Huang Yifan narrowed his eyes slightly:

"what do you mean?"

"Humph."

Huang Feiyan snorted coldly, lifted his robe, and approached Huang Yifan with big strides:

"At the border of the Celestial Dynasty, the person who robbed me and Uncle was none other than you, Huang Yifan? Right... You asked someone to whip me, we will figure it out later, now I just want to know where Uncle is?"

Huang Yifan clenched his fists tightly, he didn't expect Huang Feiyan to find out.

Then, the deep palace couldn't hide Han Ziling anymore.

His expression became more and more cold, he sneered:

"Why did I tell you? Why did I tell you the whereabouts of Teacher Ziling... He doesn't want to see you."

"No!"

Huang Feiyan refuses to accept this point. When he hates someone, he hates it thoroughly, but if he loves someone, he must love him deeply: "Unless he tells me that he doesn't see me, otherwise, I must find him."

Huang Yifan was furious at Huang Feiyan's stubbornness, and his chest heaved continuously: "Well, I tell you, he's dead, he's dead, he's already dead, you'll never see him again, you Are you satisfied???"

Although he is not dead now, he is not far behind.

Han Ziling belonged to him, belonged to him alone, and he didn't want Huang Feiyan to destroy their world of two.

Huang Feiyan was stunned by Huang Yifan's yelling words, his face was as pale as snow, and the pain in his heart almost made him faint.

His complexion was slightly distorted, and his blood red eyes stared at Huang Yifan:

"You lie, you lie to me."

His eyes were wide open, veins were popping out on his white forehead, and he looked like a ghost from the Nine Serenity Hell.

He slapped the wooden table in front of Huang Yifan, and the wooden table instantly fell into pieces: "Damn you!"

Huang Feiyan uncontrollably clenched her palm into a fist, and hit Huang Yifan's face:

"What on earth did you do to him, why did he... would...you didn't die, why did he have the accident? I don't believe it! It's you, a sick ghost, who will die first!"

Huang Yifan was stunned, it was the first time he had seen Huang Feiyan express his anger so boldly.

In this anger, he actually clearly felt Huang Feiyan's strong feelings for Han Ziling.

He... has always boasted that he has a deep affection for Han Ziling, and feels that Han Ziling's betrayal of him is unforgivable...

That's because he felt that no one in this world would love Han Ziling more than him. He felt unfair for his love, so he...

But now, everything doesn't seem to be like that.

He seems to be wrong.

But what is wrong? ? ?

Huang Yifan thought in a daze, and didn't care about Huang Feiyan's fist anymore.

Huang Feiyan punched him twice and saw that he didn't respond, so he lost the patience to hit him again, and just left a sentence: Huang Yifan, you wait, I will settle the score for you after I find the uncle.

Then it blew out like a gust of wind, and began to frantically search for Han Ziling in the palace.

Huang Yifan was beaten by Huang Feiyan's fist and sat on the wooden chair with a dazed expression. He reached out his hand to stop Huang Feiyan from going to Han Ziling, but the familiar pain began to appear all over his body, and he was sick again. …