Wei Yangmou

There was a heavy rain that night, and Liu Che was awakened by Chunlei. Hearing the movement outside the window, he lost sleepiness in an instant. It was raining. If the spring plowing had already been deployed, this was a good time. Unfortunately, the agricultural affairs in Jiaodong were in a mess. chaos.

Liu Che turned over and took Han Yan into his arms. Han Yan moved slightly, her consciousness was a little confused, as if she was startled by this movement, and she was about to wake up. Liu Che patted him on the back lightly. If there seemed to be nothing, he let out a "hum" and fell asleep again.

Liu Che's hand gently slid up and down Han Yan's back. This action made him feel at ease, but he became irritable after a while. It's not that he couldn't bear hardships, he couldn't bear it, it's just that decades of habits hadn't had time to change. It took him a while to start over, but after all, he was a little uncomfortable, no manpower, no strength, so no matter what ideas he had, it was very difficult for him to sit up.

Especially whenever he saw injustice, he would feel a sense of powerlessness in his heart, both for himself and the court.

And when Han Yan was snatched from under his nose, this feeling almost turned into a sword, stabbing him to death.

There was a wind blowing outside, shouting and drinking, like roaring, Liu Che raised his eyes to look outside, and the lightning flashed from mid-air, dazzling brightly.

The alternation of light and dark made the ordinary scene outside become chaotic and weird. Liu Che stretched out his hand and tore down the curtain, and his heart became chaotic with the lightning. He was a little uneasy. Thinking of Yan Zhonghe who suddenly went crazy, he couldn't calm down even more.

The wind and rain were violent, and Liu Che looked at Han Yan's face through the flashing light outside the window. He was sleeping soundly, and the expression on his face was quiet and peaceful, which was no different from when we first met.

But what Liu Che thought of was those living people who got up from the stone bed and had bugs crawling in and out of their bodies. He couldn't help touching Han Yan from the beginning to the end again, and when he finally confirmed that he was indeed It stopped when there were no wounds that could accommodate the bugs in and out.

The person in his arms was breathing slowly, and Liu Che could easily sense the two facing each other, Han Yan woke up?

Liu Che was taken aback, and then realized that his actions just now were too arrogant. Han Yan is not a pig, how could he be tossed about like this, and there is still no movement.

It's just that this reflection...is really unexpectedly beautiful.

Liu Che leaned over and kissed Han Yan, bit his chin lightly, and said with a low laugh:

Han Yan blushed, turned her back to Liu Che, and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt.

Liu Che relentlessly rubbed over. The concern for the country and the people in his mind just now became how to please the queen in an instant. He tore off Han Yan's quilt. Han Yan froze and grabbed Liu Che's hand through his pants.

"Your Highness..."

He was panting, his voice intermittent, and he could hear that he still had something to say, but he would not be able to say it for a while. After all, even though Liu Che's hand was held down, he was still dishonest.

Liu Che lightly bit Han Yan's earlobe, and leaned over to kiss him. Han Yan wanted to see him.

But the opponent's attack was a bit fierce, he was distracted for a moment, and instinctively closed his eyes, and when he regained his senses, Han Yan probably hadn't opened his eyes to look at Liu Che for a long time;

Han Yan sat up "teng", Liu Che withdrew his hand, Han Yan had already got off the bed, twisted the handkerchief to wipe Liu Che's hands, Liu Che laughed, pulled Han Yan to rub hard, and then pushed him away I stared at my hands for a while in the cubicle to take a bath and change clothes. There was the sound of water coming from inside. The person taking a bath was probably in a hurry. The sound of water being splashed on the ground was very loud, as if a bucket was being thrown on the ground.

Liu Che imagined Han Yan blushing and scrubbing in a hurry, his body was about to move, he took two steps towards the cubicle, and stopped in front of the door, feeling that he was really worthless, even peeping could figure it out, okay Didn't really do it.

But this idea became more and more difficult to control with the sound of water inside, Liu Che frowned tightly, fighting against the conscience and ethics that he had insisted on for decades.

But it is a pity that he probably lived long enough, and the persistence that should have been engraved in his bones turned out to be like a moth to a flame, and it was completely turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Oooh!

Liu Che poked a hole in the door, and before he saw anything, the sound of Jin Ge's crowing came along with the howling wind. Liu Che insisted on taking a look into the hole, but at this time, Han Yan also heard the movement, He pulled off his clothes, wrapped himself up, and was walking outside.

Voices came from outside the door, it sounded like Han Jin and Sandalwood.

"His Royal Highness and Young Master, are you awake?"

"Let me go and have a look, is the situation outside okay?"

"Those people don't know what the origin is, but it doesn't take much effort..."

Han Yan pushed the door and came out. Although the clothes on her body were not neat, but most of them were put on. The regretful emotion flashed in Liu Che's eyes, and then he raised his voice to call Han Jin in.

"What's the matter?"

There was still some smell in the room. Han Jin hung his head tightly, not daring to look around. Sandalwood only glanced at the door, and didn't follow in at all. Han Jin walked in with his head sullen, and knelt down in front of Liu Che to salute: " Your Highness, a group of assassins have come, but they don't know what they are for, and they have been entangled in the backyard."

Liu Che knocked on the table. He met a lot of assassins along the way, and this was the first wave of assassins not looking for him, but attacking the servants instead.

"Go and see..."

Han Yan took the umbrella, Liu Che looked at the wind outside, then took the bamboo hat, and closed the front of Han Yan's clothes again: "Go and go back, and go to rest."

The sound of the word "rest" is soft and has a long ending. Han Yan's heart trembled when she heard it, and the tips of her ears turned red slightly. She glanced at Liu Che in embarrassment, but the man had clear eyes and looked like a gentleman.

Han Yan was startled, moved her fingers, felt an urge to cover her face, despised herself in her heart, felt that maybe she was thinking too much, but Liu Che didn't mean that at all, he should pretend to be a national matter in his heart, All the people in the world.

Even so, Han Yan still felt hot and dry. After watching the two of them go out, they stood by the door and breathed in the steamy air for a while before calming down slowly.

Han Yan, you are hopeless...

Han Yan spurned herself, but her eyes were still looking at the still tall and straight figure in the rain, she couldn't help being obsessed with it, and she didn't even notice that her shoes were wet.

Liu Che whispered a few words to Han Jin, sent him away, turned around and walked back, Han Yan was still looking at him, but she didn't seem to be looking at him, but the focus fell on him. The reflected reflection will be clearer.

But his thinking didn't keep up, as if he didn't realize that he was going back and forth, until Liu Che lifted him up like a child.

Han Yan let out a small exclamation, and lowered her eyes to see Liu Che put his hand around his head.

Putting the man on the couch, Liu Che touched his shoes, his hands were wet, he took them off casually, and touched his feet, probably the water from the shower just now had been absorbed by the soft shoes, but they were not damp Liu Che shook off the quilt and wrapped him up: "Go to sleep..."

Han Yan opened her mouth, as if she wanted to speak, but Liu Che didn't stay any longer, squeezed his chin, turned and left.

Han Yan smiled helplessly, Liu Che Liu Che, no matter where you are, your temperament of never caring what others want to say after finishing this painting has not changed.

"Fortunately, I don't have much time, I can't take care of it, let's be willful for a while..."

When Liu Che arrived, the backyard was full of excitement. More than a dozen men in black were fighting back and forth in the rain, and none of the servants made a move. They all gathered around to watch the excitement. More than a dozen people were suppressed tightly.

"Senior Sister, come on!"

The southeast and northwest huddled under the eaves, their bodies were half wet, but the expressions on their faces were very excited, and they clapped their hands and applauded.

Liu Che frowned and looked at him. He was not in a bad mood. The good mood that had tossed Han Yan for a while just now was not at all lost because of these uninvited guests, but he was used to it, and whenever he showed such an expression, even if Saying nothing is scary enough.

Even those who were still cubs unconsciously lowered their voices when they saw him coming, and shrank obediently under the eaves, not daring to jump up and down again.

"Who is looking at Yan Zhonghe?"

Han Jin's heart skipped a beat: "The brothers of the Liu family are over there."

"Go and see..."

Han Jin responded quickly, thinking in his heart that he couldn't just turn the tiger away from the mountain, right?The Liu family brothers have not sent a signal either...

Fortunately, the two of them walked all the way, and there was no new sound of fighting on the road, but before they could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw the iron chain at the door, which belonged to Yan Zhonghe.

Liu Che's face darkened, but he wasn't in a panic. Even if Yan Zhonghe was taken away, at least it meant that he still had accomplices. Then Han Yan's matter would have a turning point. He could still find out, and it would be better than the clues being completely broken on Yan Zhonghe. better.

The two of them moved forward and saw the corpses. They were also men in black, but the wounds on these men's bodies were very clear. Occasional flashes of lightning allowed them to clearly see the scars on their chests.

In addition, the room was in a mess, with fire or lightning strikes, all kinds of traces, and it was obvious that the uninvited guest was not unusual.

However, in this mess, Yan Zhonghe was still huddled in the cage obediently, and lying on the iron cage was a huge white fat beast with wings that was half the size of a white tiger in its prime.

The fat beast stretched out its back and kicked its ears, looked at Liu Che, and stretched its neck to come over and rub him.

Liu Che looked at the other party expressionlessly. The other party shrank his neck and buried his head in his paws, only the thick hair on his body was exposed.

"The beast is here."

Han Jin breathed a sigh of relief, and leaned over to touch him. The white beast bared its teeth and looked at him threateningly. Han Jin withdrew his hand embarrassingly, and turned to look at Yan Zhonghe in the cage. It was covered in blood, probably from being knocked out by himself.

Of course, it is more likely that he failed to control his body when the cage fell.

But these are not important anymore. After confirming that Yan Zhonghe was still there, Han Jin went to clean up the surroundings. The dead bodies in this place were in different ways, but without exception, they all had sharp claw marks on their bodies.

Han Jin couldn't look directly at the white beast, and didn't quite understand that this white beast, which has always been said to be an auspicious beast, was so vicious when it killed people.

But soon he put this idea behind him, because he found something that looked terrible in these people.