Sikong Yanfei took Hanyue and left that day, and then did not go out of the house again.

However, after returning to Qingxi Courtyard, Sikong Yanfei was not idle, called his henchmen and ordered them to secretly watch the movements of the sages.

"If anyone wants to leave, let them go, but they can't touch the repeater, not even the arrow."

Now the repeater can be called their greatest weapon, and naturally it cannot be allowed to flow into the hands of outsiders.

Sikong Yanfei returned to the hall after finishing the order, only to see that Hanyue had already changed into a homely robe, curled up quietly on the couch, with a silk book spread out on her lap, she was lowering her head, carefully describing something.

Sikong Yanfei glanced at her, then turned around and went to the clean room.

When he came back, Han Yue was still sitting there drawing, and his posture had not even changed.

Sikong Yanfei walked over and looked down.

I saw that the things she drew were of a strange shape, but according to the outline, they seemed to be some kind of siege equipment.

"What is this?" Sikong Yanfei finally couldn't help but ask.

Han Yue was startled, and suddenly put the silk book in her arms, "You scared me to death, why don't you walk silently." She snorted.

Sikong Yanfei stretched out her hand to go to her arms and draw the silk book out, but Han Yue covered it hard and didn't show it to him.

"There's anything else you've never seen alone." Sikong Yanfei said disdainfully, if he wasn't afraid of hurting her, he would have snatched the silk book out with his strength.

Hanyue has a big belly now, and when she shrinks her body, she is like a ball on the couch.

Sikong Yan fiddled with her several times, but he didn't make her hand over what she was holding.

"Why don't you let Lone watch?"

"You'll know then." Hanyue is drawing a cannon cart that throws stone bullets, and she's been working hard to transform it into a comlamberous object for the past few days.

I thought that Sikong Yanfei would insist on watching it, but I didn't expect him to put his hand into her clothes, and his burning lips were pressed down at once.

"I haven't been close to you recently, do you want to be lonely?"

Han Yue blinked her big eyes: "I want to ...... I think so. ”

Sikong Yanfei's breathing became heavier, and her hand movements also followed, and her clothes were removed in a few clicks.

Han Yue exclaimed, "What I said I wanted...... It's the ......."

"That's what Lone said." Sikong Yan smiled lowly, and lay down sideways behind her, "I've been lonely and thirsty for a long time, don't move." ”

Before Hanyue could react, Sikong Yanfei had already rushed through the city gate.

Han Yue's whining voice instantly turned into a long trill.

"Beware of the child......" Before she could utter the words, Sikong Yan wrenched her face and swallowed all her whimpering and grumbling into her mouth.

Lingering overnight.

Sikong Yanfei seemed to release all the pressure, even if it was bright outside, he didn't get up to go to the council hall, but still leaned on the couch.

Han Yue reached out and touched his forehead in surprise.

"What to do?" Sikong Yan frowned dissatisfiedly.

Han Yue stood up, "It's dawning outside, and the king's magi will block the door if they don't have it." ”

Sikong Yan snorted coldly, grabbed her body and lay down again, "Don't be in a hurry today, they are too busy to take care of themselves, it's better to be lonely and not show up." ”

Han Yue was stunned, "What if those Magi are really gone?" ”

Even ordinary merchants have a few people who give advice, how can there be no wise men and ministers around the dignified King Danyang.

"The rabble, the pedantic ministers, don't do this." Sikong Yan is quiet and secluded.

Han Yue looked a little injured when he looked a little injured, so she cautiously leaned over and leaned against his chest, "If there is a big event, there must always be a person by your side who can make suggestions." ”

"Isn't Yue a lonely third-class Magi?" Sikong Yanfei smiled faintly, suddenly turned to a positive color, and said, "Hanyue listens to the order." ”

Han Yue was stunned, and saw that his tone was serious and had to sit up straight, but she forgot that after a night of beauty, her body was not yet an inch, and she saw her kneeling there solemnly, her snow-white skin dazzling her eyes.

The corners of Sikong Yan's mouth twitched twice, and finally held back a laugh.

"From today onwards, Han Yue will be promoted to a first-class wise man by the lonely side, and he can enter and leave the council hall freely without reporting."

Han Yuezhi stared stunned.

What did he say...... Elevate her to a Magi of the First Rank?

Seeing that she had been sitting in a daze, Sikong Yanfei got up and put her down on the couch suddenly, "Why did Yue refuse to respond, because she was dissatisfied with Lone's appointment?" ”

The big rough hand pinched her soft flesh, and Han Yue came back to her senses and hurriedly covered her chest with her hands.

"This ...... Won't that make it difficult for you, the Magi......"

"Shut up, Hugh mentions those people again." Sikong Yan bit her lip fiercely.

Han Yue whimpered in pain.

The two of them struggled on the couch for a while before getting up and changing clothes.

Sikong Yanfei went to another room to talk to the secret guard, while Hanyue remained in the main hall of Qingxi Courtyard to draw her cannon cart design.

At this moment, a maid came in from outside the door, "Mrs. Yue, there are a few strangers from outside the house, saying that they are your family ......"

The silk book in Hanyue's hand fell to the couch all of a sudden.

"Who are they?"

"There are three people here, saying that it is Mrs. Yue's family, and the steward asks if you want to invite in."

Hanyue hurriedly got up from the couch and almost fell down while hurriedly staying at the bed.

The maid was frightened and hurried to help.

Han Yue walked quickly to the door, suddenly stopped, and the maid looked up at her in confusion.

"Invite them in, and put them in the courtyard first." Han Yue commanded, her voice having regained her previous calm.

The maid answered and went out.

Hanyue sat down for a while, settled her mind, and then called the other maids in to change her clothes.

I haven't seen my family for a long time, and I haven't heard from her relatives since she was sold to the Yichang Hou Mansion.

After changing her clothes, Han Yue slowly walked out of Qingxi Courtyard.

There were also six guards with Ya and other guards, and several maids on the side, and went to the other courtyard surrounded by everyone.

Before entering the courtyard, Hanyue heard a shrill female voice from the courtyard.

"It seems that the moon has really climbed a high branch, we have been here for so long, and we don't even show our faces."

The maid peeked at Han Yue.

Han Yue sighed secretly, this is her relative, it seems that they don't have her in their hearts at all after seeing her for so long.

When I entered the courtyard, I saw that the door of the main house was open, and a middle-aged woman and a young man were sitting around several cases, and a young woman was standing next to her.

Hearing the footsteps, the middle-aged woman turned her head and was stunned for a moment when she saw Han Yue.

"Month?" The young man called tentatively.

Han Yue entered the house surrounded by everyone.

"Big brother." The moon is full of gifts.

The young man's face was happy, and he pointed to the young woman standing, "This is your sister-in-law." "It was to marry this sister-in-law that I sold her out.

Han Yue nodded slightly. And the woman returned the salute to her.

"Hanyue has seen her mother." She turned to the middle-aged woman at last.

The middle-aged woman's eyes rested on her, and she examined the gorgeous deep robe carefully, her head held high, and there was some forced elegance on her body.

"Get on your knees." The middle-aged woman shouted.

Hanyue was stunned, and finally knelt down obediently.

Ya stood outside the door, his eyes dimmed, and he subconsciously held the hilt of the sword with one hand.