Rebirth: Remarrying the Emperor's Uncle

Chapter 137 Lost Mind (Part )
After leaving Chunhui Hall and on the way back to Jinhe Hall, Ling'er was both excited and regretful.

"Miss is really amazing. A few words scared the old lady to vomit blood. Why is she so afraid of you?"

"Oh, it's a pity I can't scare her to death. Otherwise, it's useless to stay for a while, and the imperial doctor comes!"

Han Youning was also aggrieved, Mrs. Han's mind had always been tenacious, and it was rare to have such a chance to collapse, but she didn't dare to provoke her.

She gave Ling'er a lazy look, "We're still outside, if you speak louder, the whole house will hear you."

Ling'er immediately fell silent.

After a while, she whispered again, "Miss is here, it's okay to hear, don't be afraid of them!"

Han Youning sighed.

This maid has always had the mysterious self-confidence of "my young lady is number one in the world", I'm afraid she can't change it.

Ye Chang dog-leggedly walked ahead with the lamp in hand, "Master, don't worry, no one will hear you, everyone nearby has been cleared by Duan Yi."

Han Youning praised, "Duan Yi always keeps his head down."

He didn't need her to order anything, so he quietly did everything he could do for her.But she could barely hear his voice, or even feel his presence.

Ye Chang slapped himself angrily, talking too much!
Ling'er asked curiously, "Brother Ye, why are you fanning yourself?"

"There are mosquitoes!" Ye Chang said angrily.

"It's so cold and there are still mosquitoes?" Ling'er looked at Ye Chang suspiciously, always feeling that this guard was not normal.

When their maids were doing needlework, Ye Chang also liked to come up to them and ask strange things like "Why can't you pierce your fingers".Could it be that he would cut himself when he practiced the sword?
Ye Chang didn't want to talk anymore.

The career path suddenly felt gloomy.

After returning to the Xiaokua courtyard, Ye Chang's eyes narrowed, and he rushed into the room vigilantly.

After a while, he came out again as if nothing had happened, yawned and climbed up the jujube tree, "Catch up on sleep!"

Han Youning gave him a strange look and went back to the room.

There is a cool bamboo fragrance in the room, which drives away the dryness brought by the charcoal fire.

Her eyes moved slightly, and she immediately understood why Ye Chang was so weird.

She turned her head and said to Ling'er, "Go and rest, I don't need you to be on duty at night."

Although Miss often doesn't need her to be on duty at night, Ling'er is still a little surprised, "Miss, you haven't washed yet."

Han Youning said, "It's not that I have no hands and feet. There is hot water on the stove, so I can do it myself."

Miss is getting more and more capable now!

Ling'er sighed with emotion, and went back to the West Wing.

Han Youning went to the study room, and saw Zhao Chengyuan standing beside the desk with a smile, wearing a black fox cloak, his figure was tall and straight, pure and gorgeous, with a sense of oppression that overwhelmed everything.

The black eyes looking at her were soaked in the night, becoming deeper and darker, taking people's soul away.

He looks so good in black, right?

She, who watched him grow up and regarded him as an elder brother, couldn't help but her heart beating like a drum.

Zhao Chengyuan looked at the dazed little girl with a smile, "You are clever, how did you know it was me?"

Naturally, I can smell your scent!
Han Youning walked up to him pretending to be calm, "I think Ye Chang seemed to have sensed something was wrong and ran into the room, but he went out soon. The only person who can make him off guard is the prince."

Zhao Chengyuan praised with a smile, "Well, smart."

He raised his hand to untie the tie of her cloak, his slender jade hand was close to his nose, with a faint scent of soap locust.

Han Youning's body was a little stiff and uncomfortable, but seeing his downcast eyes were clear and soft, he relaxed again.

Zhao Chengyuan hung her cloak on the hanger, untied his own cloak, and hung it aside.

He was wearing a moon white brocade robe underneath, which was the look Han Youning was used to, a little more gentle and soft than before.

Han Youning raised his head and asked him, "Why did the prince come quietly?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled and said, "I want to come and see you, but Dingguo's mansion doesn't have anyone who can receive me, why don't you just come here and save some trouble."

Han Youning knew that Dingguo's mansion was under strict defense.Zhao Chengyuan came and went so freely as if he was in his own house, he really slapped her father in the face.

She asked, "Is there any place the prince can't go?"

Zhao Chengyuan thought about it seriously, and answered seriously, "No."

"Bragging. When my uncle comes back, I'll ask him to re-fortify the mansion and build it into an iron wall." Han Youning sat down opposite him, smiling mischievously, "See how the prince can still come in."

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "If Ding Guogong comes back, even if I don't set up defenses, I can't climb over the wall again, I have to visit the door openly."

Han Youning blinked, with a mysterious look, "When you want to see me again, you really have to get uncle's permission."

Dear father, protect your daughter tightly!
Back then, whenever Zhao Chen came to look for her, his father would try every means to excuse him. Even if he agreed to come in to meet her, he would find an excuse to keep a close eye on her, for fear that his daughter would suffer.

Zhao Chengyuan stood there, looking at her with dark eyes, there seemed to be emotions in his eyes that she couldn't understand, and he looked cold and withdrawn without smiling.

Han Youning looked at him suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Zhao Chengyuan sat down and said with a faint smile, "You are right, it will be difficult to see you in the future."

On the contrary, Han Youning became more and more confused. He didn't know her identity, so how did he know it was difficult?

Uncle has no reason to control his niece tightly.

Zhao Chengyuan didn't continue on this topic, but asked, "Yongping Hou's house was ransacked, Gao is not happy?"

Han Youning nodded heavily, "Happy!"

She leaned forward and asked excitedly, "Did the prince persuade the emperor?"

Zhao Chengyuan smiled, "What the emperor has determined, cannot be persuaded by others, he has to do it himself."

Han Youning asked, "Then how can the emperor want to do it?"

Zhao Chengyuan coughed twice.

Han Youning hurriedly brought tea and a plate of glutinous rice cakes to warm on the charcoal basin cover.

"My lord, drink tea to moisten your throat."

It's good to tell her a story!

She wanted too much to know what was going on in it.

She thought about it all day but couldn't figure it out, Zhao Chengyuan was obviously at a disadvantage and couldn't protect himself, so why did he turn the situation around all of a sudden?
Zhao Chengyuan drank a cup of hot tea, and as soon as he picked up a glutinous rice cake, his hand was held down by a soft hand, "The glutinous rice cake is still cold now, the prince will eat it after a while."

Zhao Chengyuan's hands froze, and he lost his mind for a moment.

The back of his hand was soft and greasy, pressing him lightly, like a feather with only soft fluff, light and soft, itching on the back of his hand for a while.

It's like the wind in late spring blowing across the face, carrying the fragrance of flowers, wrapped in sunshine, warm and soft, which makes people relieve their hearts and avoid indulging in it.

　When I wrote about the emperor's uncle, I wrote slowly...

　　The same is true when writing about the Duke's successor before, and it will be very slow when writing about the male lead.

　　But later, when it came to writing about the male lead, it was even slower...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)