This was a rare opportunity. Mrs. Zhou felt that her whole body could not hold back the excitement. The eldest Mrs. Zhou also stepped forward with a smile: "Miss Fourth, please let me see your wound." Her The corner of the lips is a confident smile that takes control of everything.
Han Yan looked coldly at the people with evil intentions in front of him. They all wanted to kill him. In fact, he was not an enemy of them in his last life, but he was poisoned by them. In this life, history seems to be repeating itself, but their methods are even worse than in the previous life. These ugly faces are now engraved in her heart, and one day, they will have to pay with blood!
"What will happen if Han Yan says no?" She looked at the medicine bowl in front of her with an unclear expression.
The leader of the officers and soldiers had already discovered that something was wrong between Han Yan and the Zhou sisters, and was happy to watch the show. In any case, as long as the assassin had an explanation, it would be beneficial to him.
"Fourth Miss." Zhou's voice was like a vicious snake: "You can't say no!"
"That's very good." Han Yan showed no sign of weakness and raised his sleeves: "Then let's see!"
Where the sleeves were rolled up, there were circles of bandages wrapped around them. The bandages were seeping out little bits of blood, and they were bright red.
Mrs. Zhou and Mr. Zhou looked at each other, obviously not expecting such a move. Zhuang Yushan thought for a while and said with a smile: "How about you, fourth sister, take off the bandage?"
"You're going too far!" Zhuang Hanming was extremely angry. He was already heartbroken when he saw Han Yan was injured. Now that Zhou and his daughter are so hateful, they actually want Han Yan to open the wound just to confirm her suspicion!
Zhou looked at Han Yan, but saw that there was no flaw in her expression, neither confidence nor guilt, and she couldn't help but feel a little confused. The elder Zhou on the side has already said: "Yan'er, the dressing needs to be changed anyway, why not just tear off this bandage."
She determined in her heart that there was a reason why Han Yan had covered up before and was unwilling to show his wounds to others. Although Zhuang Yushan's words are direct, they are also the best way. She had an intuition that Han Yan was lying. He must have at least seen the assassin. Now he finally got such an opportunity to bring her down. If he didn't get rid of it, it would be even more difficult in the future. Moreover, she looked at Han Yan's nonchalant expression. This opponent was too terrifying. If he was not eliminated, he would become a serious problem in the future!
Hearing Mrs. Zhou say this, Mrs. Zhou also smiled and said: "Yes, Miss Fourth, is it possible... there is something else in this that we cannot see."
Han Yan also looked at her with a smile: "It's not that Han Yan won't show it to you, it's just that he is afraid that you will look down on him."
"What do you mean?" Zhuang Yushan asked suspiciously. Han Yan's tone made her feel a little scared, but she also expected that she had no other options.
Han Yan also smiled: "It's not interesting, it's just... I hope you won't regret it after reading it, because there is no use regretting it!"
Mrs. Zhou calmed down: "We all don't understand what the Fourth Miss said, but the wounds must be looked at. We really care about the Fourth Miss's body. If there are scars..."
Han Yan curled his lips and said nothing. He quickly tore off the bandage with one hand. The snow-white bandage was forcibly torn away from the flesh wound with bloodshot eyes. Zhuang Hanming couldn't help gritting his teeth as he looked at it. Han Yan didn't even frown. She raised her hand and threw the bandage aside. She raised her head and looked at Mrs. Zhou with a half-smile: "Are you satisfied, aunt?"
Seeing that the place where the bandage was torn was a bloody mess. Han Yan told Ji Lan: "Go get a pot of hot wine."
The officer and soldier had seen countless tragic scenes on weekdays. At this moment, he couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw that Han Yan didn't take his wounds seriously. Daughters from families, especially those from rich families, are naturally squeamish. Mo He was told to just tear off the bandage from the wound, but he fell and bruised his skin, so he had to hide in his room and cry for half the night. But this little girl's cruelty towards him made him a little scared.
Ji Lan quickly took a pot of hot wine. Han Yan took the pot and poured it on the wound without blinking. He only felt a heartbreaking pain coming over him, so he gritted his teeth. After a pause, he raised his head and smiled: "Now... Sir, Aunt Zhou, Mrs. Zhou, Sister Yushan, have you seen it clearly?"
She read out the names of several people word by word, not like shouting, but as if she wanted to remember these people's names in her heart and come back with revenge in the future. Everyone felt a chill go down their spines. When they saw Han Yan's wound was poured with hot wine, the blood faded away, and it turned out to be a finger-long wound. It seemed to have been scratched by a sharp object. The skin and flesh were turned out, and the wound was actually Very deep look.
Han Yan looked at everyone with a smile, regardless of the fact that his wounds were still bleeding: "Everyone, do you still have any questions that you would like Han Yan to answer for you?"
The officer and soldier smiled: "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. It turns out there is no assassin here. I hope you can understand me." After saying that, he was about to leave, but he heard Han Yan's soft "Stop." His footsteps froze, and he slowly walked away. Turn around.
Han Yan looked at his wounds, raised his head to look at him for a while, and said slowly: "What if I don't understand?"
When the officers and soldiers heard this, they were startled and felt miserable. This little girl was difficult to deal with. At that time, he was only focused on watching the show. He didn't expect that if nothing happened, the girl would definitely not make it easy for him. The chief official was afraid that a little girl of twelve or thirteen years old would not be able to explain herself. But he knew that after spending so many years in the crowd, he was very accurate at judging people. This little girl definitely had a way to embarrass herself.
"This..." He was a little embarrassed.
Zhou didn't see the scene she wanted to see, and said sharply: "How could the fourth lady talk to the official like this? The official is also on the emperor's errand. Is it possible that the fourth lady still wants to settle the score?"
Han Yan sneered: "Of course I don't dare to say anything to the official, but where is Princess Xuanqing?"
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Zhou immediately fell silent, and Mrs. Zhou's face instantly turned ugly.
Han Yan's tone suddenly became stern: "Could it be that the official can force Princess Xuanqing to give up her boudoir in the name of searching for assassins? Can the official be so aggressive that he won't stop until Han Yan exposes her wounds?" These words were obviously referring to the officers and soldiers, but secretly they were referring to the Zhou family. Everyone present could hear it. Zhuang Yushan's face turned pale with anger, and the handkerchief in his hand was almost torn to pieces.
Han Yan's voice was clear, but it carried a hint of coldness to everyone's ears: "I haven't passed the door yet. I am a girl in the boudoir. It is taboo to expose my body in front of outsiders. My aunt and Mrs. Zhou are both She has been married before, so she doesn't even understand this truth." She glanced at the leader of the officers and soldiers: "I am the prince's unmarried wife, and I suffer this insult. What do you think the prince will do?"
(End of chapter)