Chapter 9 Han Yu 2

In the middle of the night, a red and reckless carriage slowly walked out on the side of the south gate of Bianliang Palace. While the night was quiet, the hoof sound gradually rushed to the end of the street.

The sound galloped far away, and as the night darkened, the sound of hoofs gradually faded away, leaving only a faint dust and dust in the mist water.

The red carriage gradually faded and stopped at the back door of Hanfu.

"It's here!" The driver in front said to the people in the carriage, got up and lifted the curtain, looking respectful.

In the silence, a thin figure, wearing a cloak above his head, covering her face fell from the car. He fluttered with dust, but stopped behind Houmen. With the cover of the black hat on his head, his deep eyes looked at the surrounding scenery.

"Alas!" With a sigh, the woman in black tightened her neck tie, closed the wrapped cloak, and told the driver next to do something. She knocked on the door, and someone came out to greet her. Before closing the door, the person who received the door also explored outside the door and made sure that there was no one before closing the door at ease.

The woman was led all the way to a study in the Dongyuan cabinet.

In the study, there are no other decorations. Outside the tables and chairs, there is a pile of yellow books. It seems that no one comes, but they are well placed. The faint light made Han Shen's face rosy, and his beard under his suff and suff increased his glory. Looking at this, I'm afraid I've been waiting for a long time.

The moment the woman entered the study, Han Shen's eyebrows moved slightly, but she did not move and still closed her eyes. The woman stood in front of Han Shen and looked at him like this, without saying anything for a long time. The black cloak looked trance under the candlelight in the room.

"Dad, Yu'er is back..." Bo Yi's lips said this faintly, and his arms slowly raised up, lifted the hat on his head, his deep eyes, shining with long-lost thoughts, tears, wandering in his eyes, but it was difficult to drip.

"What does the princess think of this?" Han Shen opened his eyes and said in a cold voice. He didn't have much contact with the daughter's words in front of him, but just went straight to the topic.

Han Yu couldn't help but be disappointed, but just sighed, and the tears were hidden. Now they have completely disappeared. What is replaced by the usual rigor and depth, which makes people not see the color of their hearts. She undressed her cloak and exposed her usual palace costume, but said, "Since this matter affects the saint, the princess will definitely stand on one of them, otherwise, she can't deal with the aftermath."

"What I want to know is whether the princess will stand on Shang Hong's side." Han Shen narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a feeling of impatience in his words. Han Yu turned to her father, which seemed to be mixed with some kind of anger. "Dad..." Just a call, Han Yu was silent, suppressed her anger, and returned to her usual plainness, "The princess wants to see the Han family, will she bow her head?"

"..." Han Shen stared at his daughter and said nothing.

Han Yu smiled and said, "Your Majesty has come to see you!"

Han Shen was stunned and then relieved, "After all, that woman is still unexpected by a yellow-haired boy like Xiao Yuling." He smiled and said, "She can even know that he came to me." Suddenly, his eyes became solemn and looked at his daughter like an enemy. "Is Xiaoer's matter planned by Xiaoming? The purpose is to ask me to definitely turn to her side?"

Thinking about this, Han Shen suddenly became stunned, "So, I still underestimated this woman."

"No!"

Han Yu's voice was extremely light, but it had a strong penetrating power. "If she wants to take action, Han Xiao will definitely..." She turned to Han Shen, with a faint killing element in her eyes, word by word, "There are no bones left!"

The cold wind filed in through the window and blew the cloak next to Han Yu vividly. It was as if there was another person standing in the room, and the whole room suddenly became more quiet.

Han Shen, no one can't help but think more about the words of the daughter in front of him.

When the two looked at each other, Han Shen suddenly felt strange. Is this resolute woman standing in front of him really his daughter? When he entered the palace, he was just a crying child without any city government.

The woman she is looking at now is killing, tolerant and shrewd. Even Han Shen, who has experienced hundreds of battles, can't help but be stunned by her daughter. Suddenly, Han Shen asked, "How many years have you been in the palace?"

Han Yu raised her eyes and looked at her father. Suddenly, she suspected some attempt behind her father's questioning this, and finally turned around and stopped looking at him.

"Ten years!"