Chapter 41 Han Lavre

Zhuo Yuhan didn't expect what happened today. Since defeating Zhuo Yunfei two years ago, he has no longer regarded the latter as an opponent. Zhuo Yunfei is not qualified to be his opponent. Zhuo Muqi would end up like this, and no wonder others. If it hadn't been for her inflamed tendencies and saw the change of the rudder, how could she end up like this?

Poor she couldn't see the situation that day and lost her vision for the future and her fascination with power. Zhuo Yunfei liked her and possessed her, which was nothing more than a psychological revenge against Zhuo Yuhan. Unfortunately, Zhuo Muyu became a victim of the open and secret struggle between the two.

The causal cycle is unpleasant. If it hadn't been for the initial trend, there would not have been today's miserable end. Thinking of Zhuo Muyu's end and the last helpless appearance, Zhuo Yuhan was quite depressed and his footsteps seemed a little heavy.

This is the sadness of being in the family! You are cheating, swords and shadows! A small family is still like this, how fierce should the struggle between the imperial royal families be? Zhuo Yuhan suddenly had the impulse to leave the family.

The hall of Tianzhuoyuan is magnificent and magnificent, and the status of the hegemony of a city is undoubtedly revealed. Zhuo Yuhan entered the gate, then walked through a small yard and finally stepped into the magnificent hall.

In the eyes are straight guards standing on both sides, with five elders and core clans sitting high on both sides. Zhuo asked the big horse's golden knife and sat majestically above.

The moment he stepped into the hall, time seemed to go back quickly. All the things that happened three years ago flashed in the eyes. You could faintly see his weak and firm figure at the beginning, and his unyielding voice echoed in his ears.

"The princes and princes respect each other, don't bully the young people who are poor! Even if it's a waste, there will be a day to turn over!" This voice is sonorous, neither humble nor arrogant, which contains the unyielding, unconvinced and unwavering will and ambition of young people! Zhuo Yuhan has been practicing for three years and has been encouraging himself with this sentence.

"Yu Han is coming! Let's take a seat!" Zhuo Butian said majesticly when he saw Zhuo Yuhan stopping outside the gate. Zhuo Wentian's voice was majestic and powerful, pulling Zhuo Yuhan back to reality.

"Yu Han has met the head of the family, the elders and your grandfathers, uncles and uncles." Zhuo Yuhan cleaned up his emotions, stepped into the hall, and bowed his hand to everyone.

"Hmm! No gift! Let's take a seat!" Zhuo Wentian waved his hand. In terms of etiquette, Zhuo Yuhan has always done a good job, which is impeccable. After listening to the owner's courtesy, Zhuo Yuhan slowly raised his head.

"Yu Han, come to Aunt Xun!" Suddenly, a woman's voice like the sound of nature, which made people feel like a spring breeze, came to his ears. Zhuo Yuhan looked to the right when he heard the words and happened to see the first woman in purple sitting on the right.

The woman was dressed in purple to cover Miaoman's figure, sitting dignifiedly and with perfect curves. The hair is tied into a beautiful cloud shape, with wind buns and foggy temples, dyed eyebrows, and floating emerald. While speaking, the red lips opened slightly, the shell teeth were slightly exposed, and the posture was full of beauty, and the whole body showed a luxurious and graceful temperament.

"Aunt Xun?!"

Zhuo Yuhan saw clearly the beautiful and delicate face of the woman in purple, and his memory surged up like a tide, and he couldn't help exclaiming.

"Come here! Let Aunt Xun have a good look!"

The woman in purple smiled and waved to Zhuo Yuhan, who was stunned. The smile of the woman in purple suddenly bloomed like a hundred flowers, and the glow was rippling and charming.

"Aunt Xun! Yu Han misses you so much!" Zhuo Yuhan woke up and took three steps and two steps. He walked excitedly to the woman in purple and looked at the woman seriously. His true feelings showed his heart like a whisper.

"Hmm! Five years no see! Grow up! Ha ha! Aunt Xun misses you too!" The woman in purple reached out to hold Zhuo Yuhan, put her arms in her arms, and touched Zhuo Yuhan's head with pity. Between the eyebrows, it is full of doting and pity!

Zhuo Yuhan was stunned by the sudden rise of the woman in purple, but then he was relieved and did not dodge. He half squatted and snuggled in the woman's soft fragrance. A familiar, long-lost fragrance lingered on the tip of the nose, like an orchid, which was fascinating. The woman in purple is extremely beautiful, with mature charm between her hands and feet, noble and elegant. Zhuo Yuhan hugged the woman's weak and boneless waist and rubbed her head in her arms.

Warm and soft jade in your arms. Zhuo Yuhan has no other thoughts in his heart except true feelings!

The woman in purple is called Han Lavender. She is the younger sister of Zhuo Yuhan's mother Han Yurou. Only three years ago, when he met his mother, Zhuo Yuhan almost became an orphan loved by no one, and was ridiculed by the eyes of the clan. At this time, when I saw Aunt Xun, who loved me in the past, I couldn't help showing my true feelings and couldn't control my feelings.

Han Lavron is not actually Han Yurou's own sister, and even there is no blood relationship between the two. Han Lavender was picked up by Zhuo Yuhan's grandfather on the roadside, raised him, and accepted as a righteous daughter. Han Lavyi has been cultivated by the Purple Qizong and has not been married. He has always spoiled Zhuo Yuhan and cherishes him very much.

At this moment, when his relatives met, Zhuo Yuhan was like a wandering orphan who suddenly saw his relatives, but he didn't care about any etiquette and the elders beside him. He hugged Han Lavlax tightly, and his nose was slightly sore.

"Yunfei has met the head of the family and the elders, uncle." After Zhuo Yuhan, Zhuo Yunfei followed closely and stared at Zhuo Yuhan, who was in Han's arms, with a trace of insidiousness and hatred in his eyes.

"Fare down!" Zhuo Wentian said majestically. For the arrival of Zhuo Yunfei, Zhuo Yuhan didn't even raise his head, and was still immersed in the joy of meeting his relatives.

"Cough... Zhuo Yuhan, Miss Han is a distinguished guest. How can you be so rude? Don't retreat! What a style!"

The elder looked at Han Launyi so gently and spoiled Zhuo Yuhan, his face**, coughed gently untimely, and pretended to be awe-inspiring.

"The words of Elder Zhuo are serious! Yu Han is my nephew, who sticks to etiquette but looks out. It doesn't matter!"

Han Lamyi first entered the Zhuo family, but he did not know the entanglement between Zhuo Yuhan and the elder. He waved his hand and said plainly. Han Lavry comes from a famous family and has been practicing in such a large sect as Ziqi Sect for a long time. His whole body naturally reveals a noble and elegant temperament. Of course, in the face of his relatives, Han Launyi is another gentle amorous style.

Han Launyi did not know the entanglement between the elder and Zhuo Yuhan, but the latter was very clear in his heart. After cleaning up his emotions, Zhuo Yuhan left Han Laan's arms slightly reluctantly, stood up and said indifferently, "What the elder said is extremely true. Yu Han is rude."

After saying that, Zhuo Yuhan was about to leave the first seat and walk to the empty seat below. Just as he was about to leave, his arm was pulled by a pair of jade hands. Han Lunyi said dotedly, "Come on. Sit on Aunt Xun. Let Aunt Xun hug you."

"Uh..."

Just now, I was immersed in the feelings of meeting with my relatives, and Zhuo Yuhan was also calm. Now that he has regained his former calm and sits in her arms like this, Zhuo Yuhan feels a little embarrassed. After all, he is no longer a child a few years ago, and he still understands the reason why men and women are not related. For a while, it was difficult to choose, and I didn't know what to do!

Sit down, afraid that you can't control it for a while and show some embarrassment. Don't sit down, it doesn't seem good!

"What? Excuse me? In Aunt Xun's eyes, you will always be a child.

Han Laan's heart was so good that he could see through Zhuo Yuhan's embarrassment at a glance, and he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. I didn't notice for a moment that the boy in front of me was no longer a child five years ago, but the words had been said, and Han Lamauter naturally would not let people see the embarrassment, so he said with a smile. After saying that, he hugged Zhuo Yuhan in his arms again and let him sit on his lap.

Zhuo Yuhan's height at this time has actually exceeded Han Lavender. Sitting in her arms, he is quite uncomfortable. He obviously felt that when he first sat on it, Han's body trembled slightly and tightened.

"Aunt Xun, are you all right? I'd better sit down there. Yu Han has grown up." Zhuo Yuhan said understandingly.

"In Aunt Xun's eyes, you will always be a child. It doesn't matter. Just sit on Aunt Xun." Zhuo Yuhan said so, but Han Lavla released instead, and his tight body slowly relaxed. He exhaled like an orchid in Zhuo Yuhan's ear and said in detail.

Zhuo Yuhan was fifteen years old at this time, sitting in the arms of a super beauty, saying that it was fake. The mind is swaying and the heart is eccentric. Han Lamou is wearing a purple gauze, and Zhuo Yuhan can clearly feel the amazing elasticity under his buttocks and the two meat balls against his back. While Han Huiyi spoke, he exhaled like an orchid, and the charming fragrance came bursts, making Zhuo Yu as cold as a needle and felt.

"Please forgive me for the place where Miss Han came to Zhuo's house for the first time. I don't know if the little girl Muyan is in the sect?"