After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

Early the next morning, Han Ming climbed out of bed refreshed, looked at Yu Yanran with tears on her face, and kissed her forehead with heartache.

Then he carefully got up, covered his wife with a blanket, picked up his coat, and slipped out of the room.

Under the shining of the early sun, Han Ming performed a set of Tai Chi of later generations in the courtyard in a regular manner. Then he changed his moves, stepped forward fiercely, and the soft movements of his hands became unusually sharp.

"Come!" Han Mingqing shouted.

Yong Zeng, who was standing by, heard what his master said and took a big step forward to meet him.

The two of them started fighting in the courtyard.

Before becoming Han Ming's personal attendant, Yong was a small leader of the Cao Gang. Before that, he even did the work of the Salt Gang, that is, smuggling and selling salt.

Therefore, he often comes into contact with local government and criminal gangs, and this skill is cultivated through years of actual combat.

In addition, I heard that his ancestors had served in the military and left behind some military killing techniques, so he was very skilled in this field.

Whether in his past life or this life, Han Ming has always been a fan of martial arts and is fond of traditional martial arts.

In the past, he used it to keep fit, but now he might have a chance to ride on the battlefield. This way of actually showing his kung fu made him excited.

After all, everyone has the courage to fight against a hundred enemies at once.

The fight between Han Ming and Yong Zeng attracted Jin Rui and Ju Cao who were carrying breakfast. Looking at the fist-fighting competition, little Ju Cao was surprised.

"Sister Jinrui, what's happening to my husband?"

"Just practice normally, you'll get used to it."

Jin Rui was no longer surprised. Ever since the young master returned to Beijing from the south and brought back this big fool Yong Zeng, this kind of thing happened every day.

As Han Ming exhaled and shouted, his feet used the recoil of the earth, and his waist used the burst of power from his thighs. A surge of force instantly rushed from his waist and abdomen into his upper body and fists.

"boom--!"

Yong Zeng did not flinch, and swung his fist as big as a sandbag to withstand the attack.

The two were knocked back at the same time, and a sour and numb feeling came over them, making Han Ming and Yong Zeng grimace in pain.

"hiss--!"

"hiss--!"

Then Han Mingti leaned against the rockery in the courtyard with his arms and laughed.

"Young Master's skills are getting better and better!" Yong Zeng flattered him with a smile.

Han Ming didn't say anything, just smiled faintly and shook his head. Seeing Jin Rui and Ju Cao standing in the corridor, he said softly, "Madam, you slept late last night, so don't disturb her for now."

"Jinrui, wait in front of your mother's house. If she calls for help, just tell her what I said."

"Yes! Sir!"

Hearing Han Ming's words, Jin Rui and Ju Cao both smiled shyly, while Yong Zeng grinned from ear to ear.

"What a joke! Keep practicing!" Han Ming glared at Yong Zeng and started practicing again.

The next second, Yu Yanran's confused voice sounded, as if she was calling Ju Cao's name.

Ju Cao looked at Han Ming and then at Jin Rui, not knowing what to do.

"Forget it, I won't practice anymore. I'm going to have breakfast with my wife!"

Han Ming decisively threw Yong Zeng aside, took the food box from Ju Cao's hand and went into the house.

Yong Zeng was left alone with two lines of tears in silence.

. . . . . .

Although Yu Yanran was exhausted last night, her habit of getting up early for many years and her thirst woke her up from her deep sleep.

In a daze, I habitually called out Ju Cao's name.

Then, a slightly warm body helped her up, and then took a small cup and fed her carefully bit by bit.

After a few sips of water, Yu Yanran's mind gradually regained clarity. Her eyes slowly widened as she stared in shock at Han Ming, who was smiling dotingly. (wДw)

"What's wrong? Don't you recognize your husband?" Han Ming started teasing his cute little wife early in the morning.

"You you you! Me I I!" Yu Yanran stuttered for a long time, and suddenly glanced at Jin Rui and Ju Cao beside her. Her face turned red and she hurriedly tried to get into the bed.

"Want to run?!" Han Ming embraced the girl's slender body with his big hands, and breathed softly into her ear.

"Why are you shy? You are my first wife, married with three letters and six ceremonies and a sedan chair carried by eight people!"

"Don't! They're still here!"

Yu Yanran felt that her husband seemed to have become a different person after this night. He was very serious and upright before, but now he had a bad attitude.

But this feeling doesn't seem that bad.

"What are you afraid of? They are close friends of ours, so they won't go around saying anything."

Han Ming was holding the soft Yu Yanran in his arms, and was reluctant to let go. A classic poem from his previous life even came to his mind: The spring night is short and the sun is rising. From now on, the king will no longer attend court early in the morning!

No wonder the ancients had such feelings. Han Ming has now experienced it personally and has a taste of the sweetness of it.

Jin Rui and Ju Cao blushed and quickly left the room, closing the door and pretending to be guarding the door seriously.

"Ouch! It hurts!" Just when Han Ming was doing something bad, Yu Yanran suddenly cried out.

This scared Han Ming so much that he quickly withdrew his evil hand, straightened his body, and carefully supported the other person.

"What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Seeing Han Ming's nervous face, Yu Yanran smiled sweetly, put her arms around Han Ming's neck, gently moved her painful lower body, and leaned in his arms.

"It's okay, it's just a little wound..." As the girl spoke, a blush crept up her face again.

When Han Ming heard this, his old face turned red unconsciously.

"I'm sorry, I was too excited." Han Ming moved his body to make Yu Yanran more comfortable in his arms.

"It's okay..." Yu Yanran lowered her head and nestled in Han Ming's arms.

"Hehe..." Han Ming giggled a few times and held the girl's hand even tighter.

The two of them quietly enjoyed the morning of the second day of their wedding. It was quiet and peaceful, without a trace of noise.

After a while, a gurgling sound was heard in the silent room.

Han Ming and Yu Yanran both stiffened for a moment, then looked at each other and couldn't help laughing at the same time.

"Are you hungry? Come, let your husband help you change clothes!" Han Ming said with a malicious smile.

"Goodbye. If others knew about this, they would say that you dote on your wife too much..." Yu Yanran quickly grabbed her husband's hand, feeling a little worried.

"I've already said it, you're my legitimate wife, who else should I favor if not you?! Whoever wants to gossip about me can gossip about me! I, Han Ming, really am not afraid of these little gossips!"

As he spoke, he really felt like he was drunk and bragging, but for an ancient woman like Yu Yanran, this was more touching than a hundred love words.

Looking at Han Ming, whose eyes and heart were filled with her, Yu Yanran giggled and took advantage of his unpreparedness to give him a good morning kiss on the face.

Han Ming, who was about to say a few more tough words, was stopped.

Han Ming was not a polite person at all. He took the initiative and lifted the girl's delicate chin, turning the kiss into a deep kiss.

Soon, Yu Yanran's cheeks were flushed. Han Ming saw that the girl was a little out of breath, so he quickly separated from her and gently hugged her on his legs.

The two of them fell into a state of close contact again. It can be said that Han Ming and Yu Yanran do not want to be separated for a moment now. If outsiders saw this, they might feel sick to their stomachs.

"Oh!" Yu Yanran seemed to have thought of something and pushed away Han Ming who was burying his head in her chest.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?" Han Ming looked at his wife nervously.

"No! What time is it now?" Yu Yanran asked nervously.

"Hey! Why do you care about this? If you feel tired, just take a nap." Han Ming thought Yu Yanran wanted to sleep in.

"That's not what I meant!" Yu Yanran suddenly felt that her husband was a little bit stupid.

Before Han Ming could react, Jin Rui outside the door whispered, "My lady, it's getting late. We should go to my mother-in-law's room and talk about some private matters."

Jin Rui's words reminded Han Ming that he had asked her to pass on the message just now, but he was so engrossed in her for a while that he forgot about it.

"How brave of you to eavesdrop on the master's house!" Han Ming was not polite. After all, what happened just now made Mr. Han feel a little embarrassed.

"Don't blame her. Jin Rui is doing this for our own good. It would be bad if people knew that the bride was late to visit her mother-in-law the next day!"

"Go out quickly and let Jin Rui and Ju Cao come in to help me change clothes." Yu Yanran hurriedly tried to get up from Han Ming.

Hearing this, Han Ming could only sigh and carefully put the girl back on the bed.

"Then you can't go to the ceremony on an empty stomach. I asked Jin Rui and Ju Cao to prepare some breakfast. You can eat something before you go."

At this moment, Han Ming no longer looked like the cunning Mr. Han, but rather a pitiful little puppy who was reluctant to leave.

Yu Yanran had never seen Han Ming like this before. After just one night, she felt like the man had almost become unrecognizable to her.

"I understand. Sir, please eat quickly, okay?" This expression of coaxing a child made Yu Yanran feel incredible.

"Hmm..." Han Ming went out to eat in a depressed mood.

Yu Yanran, who was standing behind him, looked at the messy bed with a face so red that blood seemed to be dripping out.

"Why are you acting like a bull..."