Chapter 201 It turns out to be this person
An Lei and Yue Jiu quietly walked outside the barrier.
"I knew you could find me and save me."
Han Lang's left hand was held by her. He tried to raise his right hand and hold her face. At that moment, the pain caused by the movement made sweat roll out on his forehead.
"Are you sick?" they both said at the same time.
"Are you trying to kill yourself?" they both said at the same time.
"This time, I really didn't know someone wanted to kill me." Han Lang chuckled.
"There is no good meat left on your body. It's too bad to look at, Lord Han, oh no, His Royal Highness Prince Yu!" Feng Aoqing found a place to take a picture and nodded.
"Have you finished reading it all? Then I can only give myself to you." Han Lang gritted his teeth. Although he was reluctant to let go, his hands began to tremble. He didn't want Feng Aoqing to feel it, so he let go.
"If you give me the permission just for looking at it, then I will be very busy." Feng Aoqing said with a smile.
She stood up and walked around to the inside, lying down beside him. She snuggled into his quilt. Her right side was less injured, so she was not afraid of getting hurt.
Han Lang found her hand from under the quilt and held it.
"You're freezing. Why don't you add a blanket and sit by the fire?" he whispered in reproach.
"I'm not cold, my body is warm. Only when I get close to you can I know the situation." Feng Aoqing didn't dare to get too close, for fear of passing the coldness from her body to him.
"You already know my identity?"
"Well, I found out during hypnosis, but you didn't tell me your identity, so I can only pretend that I don't know."
Han Lang was stunned.
"So, it's because of my identity that I was allowed to sleep for seven days? Those were all risky moves of yours. You couldn't let Tianyao's King Yu take risks with you? Because you think I should do those important things like you, right?"
"Bah! I don't know any Tianyao's King Yu, I only know Han Lang, I just know that I can't let him die! No matter what I do next, he can't get up until he is fully injured!" Feng Aoqing said hatefully.
Han Lang's eyes warmed up and he wanted to hug her, but Feng Aoqing had already pressed his shoulders: "Don't move."
His chest heaved violently, and he took several deep breaths before he calmed down and endured the pain.
"I, wrongly accused you, but why didn't you tell me that day?"
"That day was my birthday. Did you know that I had my hair done up early in the morning and was waiting for you? And then you said all that to me? You wanted to abandon me, how could I not agree?" Feng Aoqing gritted her teeth.
For a woman, dressing up and combing her hair to please herself should be the greatest respect and dedication.
"I didn't even see you with your hair done up."
"You are blind! Blind in eyes and blind in mind."
"Yes." Han Lang responded with a smile.
"Actually, what really hurts me is the sentence 'What's the difference between you and Duan Ya'." Feng Aoqing felt sad again when she thought of this. She was about to stand up, but Han Lang grabbed her hand fiercely.
He exerted so much force that his face turned pale with pain.
Feng Aoqing had no choice but to lie down again.
"I regretted it the moment I said it. I don't know how to face you. I returned to Tianyao, but I am like a walking corpse without a soul." Han Lang said sadly.
After an unknown amount of time, he began to look for Feng Aoqing.
But obviously, it was much easier for him than Mo Beiyuan because he had the letter delivered by An Lei.
"You've known it for a long time, right? The things you want are getting more and more tricky, more difficult to get, and more and more expensive!" Han Lang hated it on the surface, but he was happy in his heart.
"Of course not. I'm going to squeeze as much money out of you as I can until I'm satisfied."
"So have I done everything?" Han Lang was very proud of this.
"Everything else is fine. Whose birthday gift is so casual? It should at least be of the same standard as the last one!" Feng Aoqing said it strangely, but her eyes were full of love.
The last time, it was the soft sword at her waist, which she always carried with her, never putting down for a single day.
This time, there was only a bouquet of roses placed by the bed.
The fiery red color is just beginning to bloom.
God knows what method he used to transport this flower from the Western Frontier to Hantian Valley. It was still covered with morning dew, and even the cut of the flower stem was still fresh.
"How dare you say that? Do you know that the money you spent is many times more than the last gift?" Han Lang put on that stinky face again, the one he often put on when Feng Aoqing was crazy.
Feng Aoqing held his, leaned in close, and smiled: "I read it for seven days in total. I like it very much and am very happy."
"It's really not allowed to watch until the eighth and a half, or the morning of the ninth day." Han Lang corrected.
"Have you been staying on the beam of my room all day long?" Feng Aoqing really hadn't noticed.
"No, I'm busy too. After all, I still have to spend time collecting those weird things you want."
"What is a ghost thing! Tell me, what is a ghost thing!" Feng Aoqing raised her voice and asked, then laughed happily.
In front of him, I am so crazy!
Yue Jiu listened outside the curtain and realized that the person behind was the one lying inside.
He had been wondering how she could easily get so many good things in the extremely poor Hantian Valley.
The whole house is covered with snow.
Whole boxes of sea pearls and other jewels of various colors and sizes.
Rose House, the most famous restaurant for rose chicken, is going to open a branch in Hantian Valley. Yue Jiu had eaten it in Yanguan before, and he found that the taste was exactly the same when he ate it in Hantian Valley. After asking, he found out that the chef had come to the Hantian Valley branch and would personally make rose chicken and send it to Lanfeng Pavilion every few days.
In Hantian Valley, only the Feng family mansion has a stone road, which is so flat that it doesn’t look like it could have been made by humans.
In Hantian Valley, only the Feng family mansion has many evergreen potted plants, and it is full of green in winter.
In Hantian Valley, only the Feng family mansion has endless silver charcoal, and even in the snow room they use this fine charcoal.
In Hantian Valley, only the Feng family mansion uses bowls, plates and dishes produced in the same kiln as the emperor's.
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In short, if you want something, just keep thinking about it and you will get it before long.
Some are not expensive, but difficult to obtain, but they are still available.
When Mo Beiyuan came, Yue Jiu once thought it was his work. After all, he was the King of Yonglin and a founding hero.
But gradually he felt that it was not the case. He was born a military general and did not care about these valuable things. He was also very frugal and generous to others, but he was definitely not an extravagant person.
It turns out that the one who loves, indulges and dotes on Feng Aoqing is this person!
It turned out that she was so panicked because of this person!
An Lei and Yue Jiu moved a little further out and simply stood at the edge of the cave.
The two looked outside and were shocked. They knew they couldn't stay in the cave anymore. It had snowed all night outside. If they didn't go out, they might be unable to leave because the mountain would be closed.
Yue Jiu winked at An Lei.
An Lei would never go in, otherwise his master would kill him with just a glance.
Yue Jiu is different, he is a newcomer and not his man yet.
He motioned for Yue Jiu to go.
Yue Jiu then said from outside the curtain: "Madam, I'm going to go home and get a carriage. It snowed all night and the mountain is about to be closed."
"You go! Bring two more people with you. No matter how brave someone is, he will have to be carried down the mountain." She glanced at Han Lang beside her.
“Tsk.”
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