Chapter 159 Only You

As soon as Yin Huan arrived at Chencang's palace, the housekeeper came to report, "Your Majesty, a man took the sign of our house and said that he came to ask you for advice."

Yin Huan immediately thought of the boss with a soft face, warm smile and some familiar feelings, and said, "Let him wait in the king's study first."

The housekeeper answered and went down.

Yin Huan took off his court uniform and changed into a long shirt with a cyan lotus background, and his slender body was more straight.

He opened the door of the study and looked up at a picture hanging above the bookshelf. The painting was a majestic white tiger with two seven- or eight-year-old children sitting on the white tiger.

He naturally recognized this painting, which was the scene when he and Yin Huan met for the first time, and it was also painted by himself when he was eight years old.

Later, he exchanged this picture with the rabbit painted by Yin Huan, and he also took one rabbit with him.

Bajian obviously heard Yin Huan come in, but still turned his back to him and muttered, "This painting is so rough. Obviously, it is a child's handwriting. Why did the prince hang it here? It lowers the prince's taste."

Yin Huan stepped forward and reached out to touch the white tiger on the painting. "It was painted by an old man, and usually no one would come to Benwang's study. Naturally, he would not know that I hung such a painting here."

He burst into laughter, and the corners of his slightly raised eyes revealed a trace of pride. He looked at Yin Huan with a little meaning and asked, "Does the prince mean that I am different in your heart?"

Yin Huan's face turned red, and then he realized what he had just said. He wanted to refute it, but looking into the other party's eyes, he couldn't say anything.

It's really strange why he turned to him... he turned into a rabbit that was still slaughtered.

" By the way, didn't the prince say that he would personally teach me the etiquette of your Central Plains people," he said with a smile, "I'm ready. Please ask the prince to teach me."

Hearing what he said, Yin Huan immediately turned around and looked for it on the bookshelf. Finally, he took out a book and handed it to Bajian, "This is the temporary law of our Li Kingdom. You should learn it first. After reading it, there will be Xu Chang's local law."

Bajian reached out to pick it up, and his fingertips touched Yin Huan intentionally or unintentionally. Yin Huan obviously noticed it and quickly withdrew his hand back, and his ears were redder than before.

This loan is really the perfect beginning of a beautiful love. Once you borrow it, the two will have many opportunities to contact again.

He smiled and said, "Does the prince often lend books to others? Or are you so warm-hearted to every outsider?

Yin Huan squeezed his lips and shook his head, "It's just you."

Bajian tilted his head slightly and then explored, "Why?"

Yin Huan looked at the painting and replied quietly, "Because I think your experience is very much like my old friend."

Hang raised his eyebrows, "Is this the person who painted this picture?"

Yin Huan nodded and looked at the painting with deep and distressing eyes.

And his heart is really hurting at this time.

Ten years ago, he and he were just two ignorant teenagers, but they had no right to make mistakes.

"How's your old friend?" The eight voices are soft, with a different kind of **.

"He made a big mistake and died." Yin Huan replied, and thinking of the last words he said to Fu Li, his eyes couldn't help blushing, "It's just..."

"Is this a very sad thing for you?" Ba Kang asked, "The corners of your eyes and eyebrows are full of heartache."

His hand gently stroked Yin Huan's face and wiped a drop of tears that had not been left before.

"He won't blame you, and he can't help it." Eight people's voice with a little magic soothed Yin Huan's heart that fluctuated again, "Brother Huan..."

Yin Huan's eyes suddenly raised, hurriedly grasped his shoulders, and asked excitedly, "What did you just call me?"

"Uncle Huan!" Before Bachang could answer, there was a red and extremely happy voice outside the study.

The red sound is like this, always so happy, and there will never be sadness.

will never knock on the door.

She opened the door of the study and came in. She saw his uncle Huan pressing the strange man's shoulder with his hands, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

Hongyin immediately became alert, pulled out the knife around his waist, and said to Bachang, "Who are you!" Let go of Uncle Huan!"

The blind man can see that Yin Huan is holding his arm, and the bullied person is eight.

Yin Huan thought that the "Brother Huan" just now must have mistakenly heard the "Uncle Huan" of the red tone like this. That name... Only the dead Fu Li will call it that. Naturally, the person in front of him will not be Fu Li.

"Hongyin, don't make trouble," Yin Huan let go and said to Hongyin, "This is my friend."

Bajian smiled at Hongyin, and Hongyin trembled all over. He actually felt that the man's smile was a little malicious.

It looks like a snake.

It's still that kind of beautiful blue and white snake, elegant and extremely dangerous.

Hongyin is a cheerful and polite girl who usually smiles kindly at anyone, especially if she takes the initiative to smile at her. But for these eight, the muscles on Hongyin's face seemed to be stiff, and he couldn't laugh at all.

Hongyin wanted to lean beside Yin Huan and planned to ignore this strange man. She shook Yin Huan's arm and said, "Uncle Huan, my little father asked us to go out to fight. I was a little nervous and at a loss. Uncle Huan told me what to do?"

Yin Huan smiled and said, "It's not your first time to fight. Why are you nervous? Now you go out first. I have something else to tell him."

"But Uncle Huan--" Before Hongyin finished his words, Yin Huan pushed her out.

At the moment when the door was closed, Hongyin turned around and accidentally caught a glimpse of the eight who had been laughing, and her heart trembled again.

Why did she always feel that there were many knives flying out of the man's smile?

After sending off Hongyin, Yin Huan found that he didn't seem to have anything to say to Bajian.

But just now, there was such a profound desire to be alone with him.

"Your Majesty," he tilted his head and unconsciously coiled his long hair. "You just said that I'm your friend."

Yin Huan was stunned, and now he doesn't know why he said that at that time. He is obviously not such a familiar person!

"Thank you for your kindness. In return, let's cook lunch for the prince at noon today." The smiling clouds are light and the wind is light.

Yin Huan ate the delicious peach blossom snake. Hearing what Bajian said, his eyes suddenly lit up and nodded hurriedly, "Thank you very much."

Bachang continued, "It's almost noon. I'll do it now."

Yin Huan nodded and retreated.

Walking outside, the laughter that had been hanging all the time was finally removed.

His mind circled the face of the lively and cute little girl just now, and his eyes were a little cold.

"Brother Huan, if only all the people between us who prevent us from being together would die." He said to himself without any emotion.

After a while, the servants brought five dishes and one soup, saying that they were all cooked by the guest himself.

"What about him?" Yin Huan asked, "Let him come over and eat together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he came in with a jar of wine and smiled at Yin Huan. Without saying much or saluting, he sat opposite Yin Huan and poured him a glass of wine.

The housekeeper was still beside him and felt that the guest was a little rude. He wanted to remind him to pay attention, but he didn't notice his reminder. Yin Huan noticed it and quickly waved his hand to the housekeeper and let him go.

The housekeeper nodded and went down.

There are only Yin Huan and Bajian left in the room, with a polite and decent smile on his face. Yin Huan picked up his glass and looked at him, thinking that this person is actually a very simple and easy-going person.

After pouring the wine, he asked Yin Huan, "Is the dish delicious?"

Yin Huan picked up his chopsticks and ate some of them. If it hadn't been for his good education, he would have swallowed his tongue.

"Xiao Ba, you are so awesome!" Yin Huan sincerely praised that he now completely regarded this person as a good friend. "You know, I also have a friend named Feng Yunfei. His obsession with food is unbelievable. If you can know him..."

"But I just want to cook for you." Eight hands held his cheeks and stared at Yin Huan. Yin Huan looked at him, but did not see the fierce light flashing in his deer-like pure eyes and the three words "Flying".

is another person who hinders the relationship between me and Brother Huan.

Hearing Bajian's words, Yin Huan's face turned red again, so he drank to hide his panic.

ba gen still maintained the posture of holding his hands and cheeks, smiling and looking at him eating food one by one.

When the two of them had almost finished eating the meal, Yin Huan thought it was time to send them back, so he stood up. At this stop, he suddenly felt a sense of whirlwind.

You must have drunk too much.

"Your Majesty..." Eight took Yin Huan's waist and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

"I may have drunk too much," Yin Huan rubbed his head. "Xiao Ba, it seems that I can't send you back in person."

He smiled and helped Yin Huan to sit down on the chair. Yin Huan fell asleep.

Bajian gently touched his cheek and said softly, "Brother Huan, Li'er is reluctant to give you peach blossom snake poison, but I really want to see you look confused."

He lowered his head and kissed the corner of Yin Huan's lips. "Brother Huan, look at your dark eyes. You must not have slept well, so Li'er gave you some calming medicine. Brother Huan, don't blame me."

Eight people's hands twisted between Yin Huan's eyebrows, and finally left him, took off the long shirt outside him and covered Yin Huan's body, and turned away.

Not long after he left, Hongyin jumped down from the roof, looked at his distant back, and looked at Yin Huan, who was sleeping soundly in the room, and couldn't help frowning.

This man is good to Uncle Huan, not pretending.

Uncle Huan is a good person, and a good person to Uncle Huan is also a good person, but at first glance, I feel that this person is very dangerous.

Hongyin hesitated for a moment, clenched her fist and said to herself, "No matter how bad you are, I won't let you hurt Uncle Huan anyway!"