Master Deyun frowned. He found that Han Zeyu was not unable to communicate, but did not want to communicate.
The only thing I can do now is to talk to Su Shien first, hoping that he can convince Han Zeyu.
Facts have proved that Master Deyun underestimated the extent of Su Shien's love-brain.
He is now deeply poisoned and has already reached the transcendent state of being willing to betray the whole world rather than give up Han Zeyu.
Saving the world is admired by everyone in storybooks, but it is extremely difficult to put into practice.
"Master, the burden is too heavy for us to bear."
Everyone knows the principle of not doing to others what you do not want others to do to you. If Abbot Deyun could resolve this catastrophe, he would certainly not make things difficult for a young man.
He is willing to die for the people of the world without any complaints, but Han Zeyu has no such obligation.
After Su Shien expressed his attitude, he turned around and was about to leave.
Abbot Deyun hurriedly stopped him, "Master Su, please stay. Let's not talk about the natural disaster for now, but Prince Xiao is in imminent danger and he really can't hold on for a few more days."
Su Shien nodded. This could be discussed. After all, the child was once their biggest connection in Beijing.
Han Zeyu didn't intend to stand by and watch him die. He had a pretty good impression of Xiao Chenxuan.
Looking back at the first time I met him, the boy was only about seven or eight years old.
I fell in love with the fruit wood roast duck at Han Ji Restaurant and wanted to participate in the eating contest myself.
At that time, he was still a carefree and whimsical little kid. It was said that he took over the affairs of the palace within two years.
When Han Zeyu saw him again, the boy had transformed into a shameless and scheming young man.
After Su Shien entered the house, he packed his travel backpack without consulting Han Zeyu.
At the very bottom is someone's favorite battle suit, a modified nightgown.
Han Zeyu lay on the couch, looking at her considerate and thoughtful model husband, and thanked herself again for her good vision.
Su Shien thought about it and then said, "Go and check the situation first. If you can save them, do so. If you can't, don't show up. Just pretend you never went back."
Han Zeyu knew that life and death were determined by fate, and wealth and honor were in the hands of God. He would have no regrets if he had done his best. As for whether he could survive, it all depended on his luck.
"I'm afraid I can't avoid the emperor's eyes when I return to the capital this time. Regarding the natural disaster..."
Su Shien interrupted him: "Just do your best, the sky won't fall."
Han Zeyu was very touched. It seemed that her husband was blinded by lust.
After a good sleep for half the night, as the gong sounded at midnight, Han Zeyu tiptoed to pick up his backpack and prepared to leave.
She thought about it and leaned over to kiss her husband several times. When they were about to part, he was still pretending to be asleep?
This man must be pretending to be strong. It's nothing, it's not a sin for a man to cry, let him cry, and taste the tears he has been away from for a long time.
Han Zeyu was still feeling moved while moving at full speed. Who knows how much his husband must be crying!
It’s all the old bald man’s fault. He came all the way here to break up the couple.
As expected, Fahai's colleagues all took it as their responsibility to break up the pretty boys and the little demons.
Han Zeyu turned his grief and anger into motivation. A journey that normally would have taken more than 20 days took him only four and a half days to successfully reach Qianlai Villa.
Fengshou was patrolling the farm when he suddenly felt a gust of wind passing in front of his eyes, almost blowing his straw hat away.
Han Zeyu's speed was so fast that he was no longer afraid of traveling during the day.
Even if someone noticed him, they would just think it was a gust of evil wind.
Han Zeyu rushed past, braked suddenly and turned back, stopping just in front of Fengshou.
"Dong, Dongjia, it's you. I thought it was just a gust of wind blowing past."
Han Zeyu nodded reservedly. Yes, it was him, the man like the wind.
Sometimes, when one's ambition comes into play, one should at least pay attention to one's own business: "How's the harvest?"
This was Fengshou's area of expertise, and he responded fluently, "The harvest is exceptionally good. Our farm is a treasure trove of land, with fertile soil and deep plowing. The yield is higher than that of the surrounding farms."
Han Zeyu was very satisfied. This kid had made progress and his flattery was so subtle and to the point.
"Is anyone causing trouble?"
"There are no people looking for trouble, but there are many people who come to seek medical treatment. Just half a month ago, someone came to the mansion of the Prince of Pingyang to ask about it."
Doctor Han...
This is the trouble of having a bad reputation. Although I am no longer in the world, my legend is everywhere in the world.
"Don't worry about it. The miracle doctor travels all over the world. How can they see him whenever they want?"
The master and servant chatted for a while, and then a girl holding a bamboo tube ran over and looked at the young man in front of her with an unfriendly look and her eyes were full of vigilance.
Han Zeyu was confused by this look. He was in a hurry to travel and hadn't taken a shower for four days. Even if his hairstyle was a little sloppy, it shouldn't be so eye-catching, right?
"Chunhua, don't be rude, this is my master."
In an instant, the girl's face turned pale and she bit her lower lip tightly. She wanted to apologize to Han Zeyu, but she didn't know how to start.
Han Zeyu then realized that this girl regarded him as a love rival.
"It's okay, you guys chat, I just happen to be leaving."
Han Zeyu left in a cool manner. He left the villa but didn't really leave. He hid behind a big rock and watched two young people making love.
They started chatting, quarreled, and ran away in anger. Oh my, it looks like the situation is not good!
It's all his fault. This evil demon who brings disaster to the country and the people will cause a bloody storm wherever he goes.
The narcissistic Han Zeyu found that the city gate was about to close, so he sprinted a hundred meters and squeezed in.
The guards at the city gate only felt a flash before their eyes and a gust of evil wind blew past.
When they slowly turned around, they could only see a blurry shadow disappearing around the corner.
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