Therefore, the third prince Han Chengxuan can't have an accident in public or private!

Since there is no news from his father and cousin, it proves that they are okay now, and since this is the case, then he has to clean up the current Han family first, lest they forget who he is?

Thinking of this, Han Shuyan's eyes fell outside the attic, looking at the hazy courtyard of the Han Mansion under the night, which made Han Shuyan's heart sink.

No matter who makes a move against Yun Niang's sister and brother, that person is not simple!

Not only did he find out how important Yun Niang was to him, but he was also able to send a first-class secret guard in the house, it seems that this person must be a descendant.

After a night of silence, Han Shuyan watched the sky slowly turn blue with his hands behind his back, and finally turned around and walked out of the attic with a faint mist in the air, and went to the wing room of a building next to him.

Han Shuyan, who had changed into a purple official robe, strode out of the courtyard that no one could approach after a simple wash.

Han Shuyan, who was out of the courtyard, walked coldly and walked on the cobblestone path under his feet towards the east, where is the largest courtyard in the Han Mansion, where lives Feng Zhaoxia, the highest leader of the Han Mansion.

Every day, Han Shuyan would go to his grandmother Feng Zhaoxia to say goodbye, and today is no exception.

But when he walked to the fork in the road, a slender figure slowly walked out from the right, wearing a white dress, skin like white jade, eyes like autumn water, a small and delicate Qiong nose under a cherry mouth of moderate thickness, and a slightly pointed chin made Feng Rou like a lady who came out of the painting, which made people pity.

Especially when Feng Rou saw Han Shuyan in front of her, there was an inexplicable softness in her eyes as soft as autumn water, which made Feng Rou's temperament in a white dress even weaker.

If ordinary men see Feng Rou's appearance at this time, they can't wait to take care of the beauty in their arms, at least they will say a few words with a pleasant face.

However, Han Shuyan's striding forward did not pause for a moment when the shadow suddenly appeared in front of him, but only stopped in Feng Rou's weak voice.

"Cousin, are you going to say hello to your aunt and grandmother? Rou'er and her cousin are together, and Rou'er hasn't seen her cousin for a long time. ”

Han Shuyan, who had already staggered past Feng Rou, heard Feng Rou's words, and his face remained unchanged and glanced at Mo Xiang behind Feng Rou.

"How do you take care of Miss Table? It's windy at this time, how can you let Miss Biao blow the wind? If something happens to Miss Cousin, how many heads will you have to pay? Don't help Miss Cousin back to rest more. ”

"The young master spared his life, it was Mo Xiang's fault, Mo Xiang will help Miss Cousin go back."

Under Han Shuyan's increasingly cold eyes, Mo Xiang was so frightened that she knelt on the pebbles, and immediately lay on the ground and begged Han Shuyan for mercy.

"Cousin, it's not about Xiang'er, it's Rou'er who wants to go to her aunt and grandmother to say goodbye, so she will be affected by Xiang'er, if your cousin wants to blame, blame Rou'er!"

Han Shuyan looked at the two people in front of him who were in deep affection, a trace of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know what he thought, the impatient look in his eyes slowly disappeared, and then he turned around and whispered to Feng Rou, who was crying.

"Cousin, your body matters! You can't be tired of saying goodbye to your grandmother, and your grandmother will be distressed by then. My cousin will be worried. ”

Feng Rou's face suddenly changed when she heard Han Shu's words, and she slowly applied a touch of pretty, which made Feng Rou, who was already too pale because of illness, have a trace of anger on her face, and she looks much more real.

"Really? Will my cousin worry about Rou'er too? Ahem. ”

"Miss, are you alright? Take some medicine. ”

Mo Xiang, who was kneeling on the ground, heard Feng Rou's coughing sound, and was immediately not afraid of Han Shuyan in front of him, so he stood up anxiously, took out the medicine bottle in his sleeve, and let Feng Rou, who was leaning on her body and coughing, swallow the pill.

Looking at Feng Rou's extremely weak appearance, Han Shuyan instinctively frowned, and turned his eyes to Mo Xiang.

"Hurry up and help Miss Biao go down, let the doctor in the house see, what do you need for the doctor to go to the warehouse to get it."

"Cousin, go back and recuperate, don't let your cousin and grandmother worry."

After saying this, Han Shuyan no longer paid attention to Feng Rou, who looked aggrieved behind him, and Mo Xiang, who was anxious about Feng Rou's body, and strode away.

After Mo Xiang helped Feng Rou to watch Han Shuyan leave, he turned his head to Feng Rou and said.

"Miss, the young master has already gone away, shall we still follow?"

"Xiang'er, I wronged you just now, looking at my cousin's appearance, I should have something to find my aunt and grandmother, so let's go back first, so as not to make trouble for my cousin."

"No, Miss Biao, the young master didn't just say that the slave maid would help you back earlier, because he was worried about your body. So Miss Cousin can't be presumptuous. ”

"Thank you Xiang'er, I know that my cousin dislikes my sick body, so he doesn't want to coax me like when he was a child, and he is close to Rou'er."

Speaking of this, Feng Rou slowly stood up leaning on Mo Xiang's body, and her face, which had a trace of blood just now, slowly turned pale again, and there were two more lines of tears on her face.

Mo Xiang, who was standing next to him, felt very distressed about the lady in front of him, and even had some complaints about Han Shuyan, who had gone away.

Miss Cousin is like a fairy, why is the young master willing to hurt Miss Cousin's heart so much?

The young master's heart is really hard-hearted.

"Miss Cousin, let's go back! Miss Cousin's time to drink the medicine is also approaching, if the young master knows, he will punish the slave and maid. ”

Feng Rou let Mo Xiang help her wipe the tears off her face, and then when she heard Mo Xiang's words, she suddenly burst into an apologetic smile at Mo Xiang.

"Xiang'er, I'm sorry! Let you be wronged. ”

"The slave is not wronged, the slave is just wronged for Miss Cousin."

"Okay, what are you talking about? Let's go back. ”

"Yes, Miss Cousin, the slave is holding you."

The intermittent words of the master and servant also drifted to Han Shuyan's ears in front of him along the wind, but Han Shuyan was unmoved, but the look in his eyes became a little inexplicable for a while.

"The slave and maid see the young master, and the head of the house is already waiting for the young master to have breakfast together."

"Hmm."

Feng Ran, who heard the voice coming from outside the door in the hall, glanced at the young lady on the main seat with a happy face, and then got up and walked out.

Looking at Han Shuyan, who was dressed in a purple official robe, strode over, and the gold and silver fish bag on his waist reminded Feng Ran's heart of a popular sentence among the people.

"Who doesn't want to wear purple clothes and yellow waist, and they have to worry about slander from their comrades."

"Young master, the head of the family has been waiting for a while."

"Aunt Ran, isn't it what the book says?"

"The slave doesn't dare, the young master should come in quickly!"

Feng Ran helped Han Shuyan open the beaded curtain on the door and let Han Shuyan go in first, and then instructed the outside world.

"Go, bring the breakfast, and remember to make the young master's favorite crystal shrimp dumplings."

"Yes, Aunt Ran."

"Grandson greets grandmother, grandmother is blessed."

"Hehehe, you kid! Didn't you tell you not to **** to come over and say goodbye? You are now a big man, in the position of prime minister, you should put national affairs first, you don't want to be tired because of your grandmother, you know? ”

"Yes, my grandson remembers his grandmother's teachings."