sheep hunt

It's not a good thing to be watched right after you come out.

"Today the court and Seaman are at war."

Zhu Yuanye lay back on the horse's back again, patted the horse's belly once and for all, and drove the horse to speak.

"Huang Yifan and Ozzy should be busy with Seaman."

It was for this reason that Zhu Yuanye found it strange.

The army of the Celestial Dynasty was so busy, how could they chase Han Ziling out of the pass four years later? It is really strange.

Feng Yang also frowned:

"Huang Yifan has been decadent for four years, and he just recovered some time ago... Could it be that he regained his strength because he knew that senior brother is not dead?"

The door of the carriage was not yet closed, Han Ziling was still leaning against the door, his masked face made it hard to see what emotion he was in, but his eyes were shining with contemplation.

Zhu Yuanye glanced at his precious apprentice:

"Four years...Nagano is not short, and that boy Huang Yifan can be considered a long-term lover. It's a pity...it's a pity..."

Han Ziling looked up at him, stepped back, closed the door, and nestled back on the bench in the carriage.

Feng Yang looked at his slightly closed brows and eyes worriedly.

Han Junyan walked into Han Ziling under Feng Yang's signal, and crawled into his arms: "Daddy."

"kindness?"

Han Ziling opened his eyes all of a sudden, and responded with a low voice. The corners of his lips curled into a smile, and he reached out to touch the strange red mole between Han Junyan's eyebrows.

This face is very similar to Huang Yifan's, the only difference is that cinnabar mole.

Han Junyan blinked his big round bright black eyes:

"Will we never see Grandpa Hua and Grandpa Mo again?"

Han Ziling shook his head:

"No, you can see it, you can see it when Jun Yan grows up."

"Oh."

Han Junyan strenuously approached Han Ziling, tightly grasping Han Ziling's lapel with his small hands, and buried his face in Han Ziling's arms. He liked the smell of his father's medicine box the most, and he liked his father to hug him the most.

There are few opportunities on weekdays, and now it is rare that no one disturbs, so just hug for a while longer.

The smile at the corner of Han Ziling's mouth deepened, and he reached out to touch Han Junyan's long hair that was loose behind him, and his small soft body was nestled in his arms full of dependence.Let his heart soften freely, he likes this feeling very much, it can make him forget all unhappy memories.

However, a child is a child, Huang Yifan is Huang Yifan, now he doesn't want to have anything to do with Huang Yifan, he loves these two children very much.

Gu Yan and Fei Yang stared blankly at Han Ziling, lost in thought, not knowing what to think.

In this way, they walked slowly and arrived at Manjing, the capital of Seaman.

Although witchcraft and voodoo are rampant in Ximane, the people here are not much different from the people in the Celestial Dynasty.

It's just that the clothes are more colorful, and the people here also like to hang a lot of jingle things on their bodies.

The people from Shuiyun Valley in Ximane had already prepared a residence for them. After they put the ostentatious carriage in the backyard, they began to look at their residence.

The same as the small courtyard next to it, the independent courtyard, in this autumn season, there is an evergreen and elegant osmanthus tree in the courtyard, with green leaves on the walls, and the tree is covered with orange and orange flowers. , exuding a faint fragrance.

Maybe because I knew there was a child, there was a swing hanging from the tree trunk. Because no one was sitting on it, the swing was swayed by the breeze.

In addition, there are stone tables and chairs under the osmanthus tree.

The yard is not too big, but although the sparrow is small, it has all internal organs. Apart from the kitchen, there is a row of wooden houses that seem to have seven or eight rooms, enough to accommodate a few of them.

Han Ziling took a deep breath:

"This place seems to be good, but when we come here, we will only live here... well, it's like being in the valley of water clouds..."

Live and eat for nothing? ? ?

Han Ziling didn't ask for the last words.

But Zhu Yuanye understood what he meant.

Zhu Yuanye shook his head:

"Naturally not so. We are here to observe the rebels in the belt. We don't need to take action personally, but we still have to blend in with the crowd here. At the right time, we can make some decisions for everyone. .”

Han Ziling laughed again:

"I have a feeling that we are being spies, but...not against Seaman. That's fine. What is the master going to do?"

Zhu Yuanye reached out to shave his beard:

"I've already thought about it on the way. I'm good at medicine even if I drink Guyan here. Why don't I just open a pharmacy."

Han Ziling caressed his chin with his fair fingers:

"Well, then I will be your little medicine boy with my junior brother. By the way, I will cook for you..."

Before Han Ziling came to the Celestial Dynasty, Han Ziling, Feng Yang, and Zhu Yuanye were also living in seclusion. However, at that time, Zhu Yuanye lived in seclusion with a high profile. Everyone knew where he lived in seclusion and would go to him for medical treatment... At that time , the meals for the three of them were all arranged by Han Ziling.

In Shuiyun Valley, most of the cooks are Yan Yixiao, Yan Yixiao's income is extremely good, and sometimes some herbs are put in, which are delicious and beneficial to the body, so Han Ziling didn't have the idea of ​​cooking.

Now, there are only a few of them left, and it seems that no one knows how to cook...so he has to take on such a heavy responsibility.

While speaking, Han Ziling walked under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, bent over and hugged Han Junyan on the swing, shaking him gently.

Zhu Yuanye looked at the sky:

"It seems to be early, Feng Yang, let's go out and have a look and choose a shop."

Feng Yang didn't understand why Master chose him, but he went out anyway.

Not long after they left, Gu Yan turned the silver wheelchair and came out of the house.

Han Ziling's eyes were as clear as water, and his lips curved slightly: "How do you feel about this place?"

"very good."

Gu Yan replied lightly.

Han Ziling also nodded, and he also realized that it is very peaceful here, and if he does not want to go out, it is not much different from being in the Shuiyun Valley.

Even though Seaman and China are at war now, in Manjing, the capital of Seaman, there is still peace and tranquility—besides, the news from the front is still good news.

In fact, Han Ziling felt a little strange, and also a little worried. Everyone said that in the past four years, the emperor of the Celestial Dynasty was decadent, ignoring the government, and the national power was declining. So some time ago, when Ximan attacked the Celestial Empire, the Celestial Empire retreated steadily.

But now, Huang Yifan seems to have pulled himself together, why does Seaman keep warning him?

Having lived in the Celestial Dynasty for so many years, in fact, in Han Ziling's heart, he has already regarded himself as a member of the Celestial Dynasty. If he is really allowed to choose, he still hopes that the Celestial Dynasty can win.

Gu Yan's wheelchair kept moving, approaching Han Ziling, Han Junyan, and Han Jinxuan at a steady speed.

"Are you worried about the affairs of the Celestial Dynasty?"

Guyan doesn't know everything about Han Ziling's past, but he also knows most of it.

Han Ziling sighed and shook his head:

"But it's the same if you don't worry, you can't go back."

Then he lowered his eyes to look at Gu Yan, and changed the subject:

"What do you want to eat? Today...may be the first time you have eaten my meal."

Feng Yang and Zhu Yuanye had eaten together many times before, so he didn't have much to look forward to.

Gu Yan's eyes flickered:

"Whatever you are best at, just do it."

Han Ziling raised his eyebrows:

"Did you look down on my cooking skills?"

Gu Yan shook his head lightly, with a rare softness and indifference between his brows.

He was very glad that he came out with Han Ziling. When he saw Han Ziling, he felt a kind of joy spreading in his chest.

Just as he was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

Han Ziling and Guyan looked at each other, and Hazi gently stabilized the swing under his hand, walked to the door, opened the door, and saw a boy in gray standing outside the door: "Excuse me, is Dr. Zhu here?"

There was a hint of anxiety on the boy's face, but he still asked politely.

When Han Ziling heard the man's words, he somewhat guessed that the boy was from Shuiyunyougu in Ximan. After all, they just came here from Shuiyunyougu, and Zhu Yuanye's so-called medicine shop hadn't opened yet. People will take the initiative to come here to find Dr. Zhu.

"I'm not here now, but I guess he will come back after you come in and have a drink of tea."

"Thank you sir."

When the boy said that, he was not polite and followed Han Ziling in.

After entering the yard, he saw two little dolls carved in jade and a man in a wheelchair, a look of surprise flashed across the boy's face.

Gu Yan looked at Han Jinxuan and Han Junyan indifferently, completely ignoring the existence of the boy.

Han Ziling made tea for the young man, and sat down with the young man at the stone table under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

"My surname is Chang, and my single name is Ning. I don't know how to call you, young master?"

As soon as Han Ziling sat down, Chang Ning couldn't help being curious and asked.

Han Ziling looked at Chang Ning and chuckled lightly:

"My surname is Han, and my name is Ziling."

"It turned out to be Mr. Han...Mr. Han is the doctor of Zhu Miracle..."

Chang Ning was asking, asking what was on his lips, but his eyes were slightly dazzled by the scene in front of him, and he forgot what he wanted to ask for a moment.

Gu Yan turned the wheelchair, reached behind Han Ziling, stretched out his hand, and gently took down the sweet-scented osmanthus that fell on his black hair and shoulders, with a focused and serious expression, obviously a cold face, but it gave off a kind of tenderness The feeling, the feeling, it seems that in the world, only the person in his eyes is left...

Han Ziling turned his head, looked at Gu Yan, and smiled affectionately.

Chang Ning was stunned by Gu Yan's expression. He was not moved by the extraordinary smile on Han Ziling's ordinary mask, but was moved by Gu Yan's persistent focus.

He felt that his heartbeat seemed to be out of frequency, and he couldn't help thinking, how happy would such a person be if he was the one staring at him?