Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Mystery of His Origins
Han Fei danced the folding fan, easily using the internal force to change the trajectory of the blade's flight, and engraved it on the pillars on both sides. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Xia Han, you'd better calm down and listen to what I say, your family is in danger now!" Although Han Fei didn't panic, what he hated most was the stubbornness that this kind of firewood, rice, oil, and salt couldn't be soaked in at all.
"Family or something...... I don't even care! Xia said coldly, a hint of ridicule flashing at the corner of his mouth.
During this time, Xia Han once again fired three short-range crossbows from his wrist, and when he turned around, he fired ten jujube darts from his waist.
Han Fei swallowed what he wanted to say back into his stomach again, and hurriedly danced the folding fan again to resist.
Although these are not a threat to him, her methods are endless, and all kinds of hidden weapons are flying towards her one by one, which is annoying.
When Han Fei dodged them one by one, and saw that Xia Han had already held the black iron dagger in his hand again, Han Fei felt that his recent frustration was very strong.
Could it be that the nerves of the people around Qin Anbei are abnormal?
first Yan Ran of the rectum, and then Xia Han who started fighting without saying a word.
Han Fei now feels that he is beginning to question his life.
"Miss Xia Han, there is no malice here." Han Fei could only explain again.
But Xia Han didn't stop the offensive in her hand, holding the dagger tightly in her hand, and stabbed towards Han Fei tightly.
Stab, slash, pick, every action is fluid.
Han Fei's fan also danced vigorously, without a hint of pause.
Xia Han looked at Han Fei with disdain, and hummed two words softly: "Sissy." ”
Han Fei's figure slammed down, and the movements in his hand slowed down, and Xia Han instantly seized this opportunity.
The sharp blade instantly approached Han Fei's throat, cutting off a few of his black hairs, and when he was only a few centimeters away from his delicate throat, he was narrowly dodged by Han Fei.
Seeing that the best time had passed, he no longer had the power to kill him.
Xia Han staggered his body and retreated a few meters, keeping his guard, ready to meet Han Fei's counterattack at any time.
But Han Fei did not have the expected counterattack.
Xia Han raised his head, met Han Fei's eyes, tilted his head, and looked at him suspiciously.
"Miss Xia Han, I really don't have any ill intentions." Han Fei said with a wry smile.
It was not Xia Han who had malicious intentions, but her, Qin Anbei.
"Believe it or not, please let me finish speaking, you should know that you can't beat me, and I didn't hurt your thoughts." Han Fei said, "Your father is General Song Guoan of Zhao State, he is now imprisoned in the palace and his life and death are uncertain, you are his youngest son Song Fan, who disappeared on the battlefield two years ago, you used to have two elder brothers, but they were all killed on the battlefield." ”
"I'm a woman." Xia Han was puzzled.
Han Fei pondered for a moment, and continued: "Although I don't know the specific reason, you should have been growing up in the barracks disguised as a man back then. ”
"Are you done talking?" Xia Han raised his eyebrows, and his mood did not change in the slightest.
"Aren't you going to save your father?" Han Fei asked suspiciously, he felt that his words should not have reacted to Xia Han at all, and she should not have the same look as she is now.
"You have to take care of it!" Xia Han slammed back fiercely, she suffered a loss in Han Fei's hands just now, which made her very unhappy.
She's the person who likes the most is to bully the weak, and she hates to fight with people who are stronger than herself, and she is very fortunate every time.
"Help! Help me! Kill! Xia Han suddenly shouted in a sharp voice, and the sharp voice instantly woke up the people in the courtyard.
The housekeeper and the housekeeper hurriedly lit candles, looking for the source of the screams.
"Xia Han, what are you doing here?" Han Fei didn't know what she was doing it for.
"Han Fei, the family members are about to find this place, so hurry up and leave, otherwise you will be caught, and you won't have time to kill me." Xia Han said with a smile.
Han Fei smiled bitterly and couldn't help but explain again: "I really have no intention of killing you. ”
It's really full of suspicion of malice.
The footsteps of Jia Ding were getting closer and closer, and both of them had to break the current stalemate and find their own way out.
When the family opened the door of the master's room, he found that there was no one inside, and when he took a light in the house with a lantern, he saw the blood all over the bed!
"Ahh Come on...... Come on! Master...... The lord is dead! The family's eyes widened in horror and he cried out.
Then other family members came one after another......
Xia Han returned to the courtyard of Qin'anbei and took a bath to wash away his blood.
What Han Fei said today, she always believed it.
She remembered what Suo Yan had said......
"Everyone has a family, how can you not worry about your family? It's all my own fetters. ”
"But I don't have any family."
"You must have Xia Han, but you forgot about them, and when you think of them, you will feel the bonds with your family."
"What is a bond?"
"It's that you care about a person, can't help but worry about the safety of another person, and can use his emotions to affect your emotions."
"What is caring?"
"Xia Han, you go to die, don't play with me here."
“……”
Soak in the tub and let yourself go.
Suo Yan, do I have what you call a bond now?
Originally...... I really have family.
I heard that my original name was Song Fan.
I heard that my father was Song Guoan, the general of the Song Kingdom, and he was a hero who was feared by the enemy.
Is all this true?
Xia Han has never been a person who can hide things in her heart, and she doesn't think there is any need to hide this matter.
Early the next morning, she found Qin Anbei.
But when she stood in front of Qin Anbei, she didn't know how to ask for a while.
After Qin Anbei freshened up in the morning, he saw Xia Han standing at the door in a daze, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
Is there something on her mind? This is a very rare thing for Xia Han.
"Xia Han, what's wrong with you?" Qin Anbei asked.
"Princess...... I ...... "Xia Han is a little fragmented.
Qin Anbei chuckled lightly and said, "What do you and I have to hide?" ”
Xia Han was stunned, thinking about it, he had never taken anything to heart, but now he was twisted.
She sorted out her thoughts slightly, thought for a while, and said, "Princess, Han Fei came to me yesterday. ”
"What is he looking for you for?" Hearing this name, Qin Anbei's face became a little colder.
"He said that my father's name was Song Guoan, and my original name was Song Fan." Xia Han continued, it seemed that after making a start, the rest of the things began to be easier.