After crossing, let yourself go

Pei Qing was almost driven crazy by his own young master. If you asked him to step down, he should just step down. Why did he have to find an excuse to give Chengfeng buns? Can an eagle eat buns? However, he still obediently took the buns and left.

Han Feng smiled gently, "You scared me. I thought you were in trouble."

"No way, I'm being good." It's always the trouble that annoys me.

"I'm glad nothing happened to you. I just feel sorry for you. Even if you make a huge mistake, I won't blame you. I will only blame myself for not being able to protect you well." Han Feng raised his hand and touched Han Jiu's head. He really didn't want Han Jiu to get hurt.

"Why haven't I seen Big Brother these past two days?" If Big Brother knew that I had those two secret books, would he beat me up?

"I don't know what my eldest brother has been busy with recently. I haven't seen my father much during this period. Maybe something happened in the military camp. What's wrong?" Han Feng drank two glasses of water in a row, perhaps because the buns were too dry.

"Nothing, just asking." Suddenly she jumped up and ran towards the garden in the yard.

Han Feng was stunned by her and quickly called out, "Xiao Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

"Brother, brother, look at the fireflies." He stood in the yard holding a small insect in his hands and kept shouting, "Look, is it beautiful?"

Han Feng walked up to her and looked at the little bug in her hand. A faint light shone from between Han Jiu's fingers. Han Feng was delighted. "I didn't expect this little bug to glow."

"It will look better if I cover it with a cup." Seeing Han Feng's smile, Han Jiu also smiled happily. Han Feng was a heavy-hearted man who kept things to himself if he didn't like to talk about them. Seeing that Han Feng seemed to be worried today, Han Jiu would not ask too much, but would try to find ways to make Han Feng happy.

Han Feng didn't return to his yard until late at night. Before leaving, he took away the fireflies caught by Han Jiu. It seemed that he really liked those little things.

After taking a shower, Han Jiu sat on the bed and looked at the two secret books, hesitating for a while. Should he practice? If he practiced, would he really go crazy?

I stopped hesitating after less than two minutes. Who cares? Why am I hesitating about something that others are trying their best to get? Should I let the duck in my mouth fly away? No, I will die. I can't care about it anymore.

She remembered that Pei Qing had said that the corpse-controlling technique was practiced on the basis of the Blood Demon Art, so Han Jiu opened the book on the Blood Demon Art and started reading.

Shu Shang Bingjian looked through the window at Han Jiu's room, which was still lighted in the middle of the night. He was full of doubts and wondered what this boy was doing instead of sleeping so late at night. Could he have found another man to sleep with? But he had never seen anyone go in.

The next day, after feeding Chengfeng, Han Jiu wanted to go out for a walk, but she heard someone in Han Feng's courtyard say that the second young master was sick. So Han Jiu turned around and went to Han Feng again. As soon as she entered the room, she saw that Han Feng was indeed lying on the bed with a bad complexion, and he coughed from time to time and called "Second Brother".

Han Feng saw Han Jiu coming in and sat up and leaned against the head of the bed. "Why are you here?"

"I heard you were sick? You were fine yesterday, why are you sick today?" He reached out his hand to touch Han Feng's forehead. Damn it, he took his hand back and said to the people behind him, "Go call a doctor, the second young master has a fever."

The servant hurried to call the doctor. Han Jiu stood up and helped Han Feng lie down. "Lie down and don't move. I'll get a wet towel."

Putting the wet towel on Han Feng's forehead, Han Jiu frowned and said, "Second brother, if you have something on your mind, tell me. If you don't want to talk, you can't get sick."

Han Feng's illness was not serious, but his heart was in trouble. He looked at Han Jiu in front of him and said, "Xiao Jiu, my second brother is fine."

Han Jiu turned around and asked Pei Qing and others to leave, then sighed and said, "King Xuan is a good person, but if you don't want to, no one can force you." Let me try to force you.

Han Feng was not surprised. He knew that his little Jiu was very smart. He reached out and held Han Jiu's hand and said gently, "No one forced Second Brother. It was Second Brother who forced himself."

"Second brother, you don't want anything to happen to me just like I don't want anything to happen to you. If something happens to you, I don't care about whether he is a royal relative or not." Han Jiu's eyes were fierce.

Han Feng held Han Jiu’s hand tightly and said, “Brother is really fine, don’t worry.” The look that Xiao Jiu had just given.

After the two chatted for a few more words, the doctor came and examined Han Feng. He said that it was just a common cold and that he would be fine after taking some medicine. Han Jiu was relieved to hear that it was just a common cold.

That day, she did nothing but stay by Han Feng's side to entertain him. From time to time, Han Feng was amused by him and coughed. Fortunately, after taking the medicine, the fever subsided in the evening and he was more energetic. After seeing him fall asleep, Han Jiu left the room.

Han Jiu did not leave the general's mansion for three consecutive days. Every day he either chatted with Han Feng or sat with his mother.

The general's wife knew that her second son was sick and was so anxious that she wanted to cook something delicious for Han Feng to nourish his body. Fortunately, Han Jiu stopped her and after a while of coaxing her, she finally gave up the idea of ​​cooking.

Han Feng recovered from his illness but his face looked bad. He sat on a chair and watched Han Jiu and Pei Qing practicing boxing. Although he didn't know martial arts, Pei Qing said that Xiao Jiu's martial arts had improved a lot. If he continued like this, he should be able to fight with his elder brother in a few years. It was not hard to see that Xiao Jiu was quite talented in martial arts.

At the gate of the courtyard, Xiaotong tidied her clothes, leaned towards the second young master, ran to Han Jiu and whispered something in his ear.

Han Jiu walked back and took the towel from the table to wipe the sweat off his forehead. "Second brother, please sit down for a while. Xiaotong said someone is looking for me." He threw away the towel in his hand and said to Pei Qing, "You chat with second brother for a while. I'll be back soon."

"Go ahead." Han Feng had no intention of chatting with Pei Qing.

Han Jiu tidied herself up and strode towards the front yard. As expected, the person who came said, "Greetings, Prince Xuan."

Yan Beixuan put down the tea cup in his hand and smiled, "Third Young Master, don't bother with me. Where's your second brother?"

"I also want to ask Prince Xuan, where is my second brother? Where did you take him?" Han Jiu looked directly at Yan Beixuan's face, unable to tell any emotion.

"What does this mean? Han Feng is not in the mansion? I heard that he was sick, so I came to see him." What's going on? Didn't they say that Han Feng had been staying in the mansion?

"Yes, he is sick and has been in the mansion the whole time. However, Han Feng's body is here, but my second brother's heart is gone. Can Prince Xuan tell me where my second brother has gone?" I want to see what you will do.

Yan Beixuan looked at the man in front of him. This man seemed to have something that he couldn't explain. He stood there straight. Although he had a smile on his face, he was obviously angry. "Let me talk to your second brother."

"Let's talk first and then decide whether to let you meet him." Han Jiu refused.

"Han Jiu, I told you to talk to him," Yan Beixuan said sternly.

"Hey, this is the king." "What? You want to use your status as a prince to pressure me?" Just try to touch me.

"How come you didn't know this kid was such a jerk before? Yan Beixuan sighed, "I want to see how sick he is?"

"I won't comment on the matter between you and my second brother, and I have no right to comment. I just want my second brother to be happy. As long as I can make my second brother happy, it's all. I don't care whether he is a man or a woman, or even if he is not a human." Even if it is an animal that can make Han Feng happy, I will catch it for him.

"If you don't have the ability to solve all difficulties, then don't challenge them. I think when a person becomes strong to a certain level, no matter how difficult the task is, it will not be difficult. Don't you agree, Sixth Prince?"

Han Jiu stared at Yan Beixuan coldly, and when he seemed to be about to say something, Han Jiu interrupted him and said, "Second brother is in my yard, you can go over there by yourself. I only have this one second brother. I can't think of what I would do if I hurt him. But if he is happy, I can imagine how he would smile." After saying that, Han Jiu turned around and staggered away.