Han Qi's thoughts were all taken away by Lin Letian, so that Zong Yan smiled and pulled him to talk, but he didn't listen to a word, and nodded unconsciously.
Because of Han Qi's reticent nature, Zong Yan didn't think it was strange, and he said it happily, and finally said: "Xiao Linzi has become lazy, and asked me to help him review the papers."
Han Qi returned to his thoughts of leaving, and he said solemnly: "Nine thousand years old, let Your Majesty take charge?"
Zong Yan was puzzled, "What is pro-government?"
Zong Yan still doesn't know much about how to be a good emperor. With Yang Qianyi and Lin Letian leading the way for him, he is just getting started. He only knows that he is not as comfortable as before, and has a lot of "homework". Yang Qianyi said that this is the He should do "homework", but he always feels that Lin Letian is lazy.
Thinking of Lin Letian, Zong Yan also had a gloomy look on his face, "Xiao Linzi has been too lazy lately. I told him, but he didn't come. He hid in the yard and slept all day."
Han Qi was in a state of confusion, thinking: Could it be that Lin Letian is really sick and dying
It is undoubtedly the most appropriate question to ask the Tai Hospital. Han Qi bid farewell to Zong Yan in a hurry, and his footsteps were a little messy that he hadn't even noticed.
Zhang Yuanpan was drying the herbal medicines. Seeing Han Qi's visit, he was very kind, his mustache curled up with a smile, "Master Han, you are back!"
Although his business trip this time was not considered an important secret, he did not publicize it. Why did Han Qi feel that he wanted everyone in the palace to know about it? You can't think about it, Han Qi didn't show it on his face, suppressed his thoughts, picked up a duck yellow herb, and said calmly: "How is Zhang Yuanju recently?"
Zhang Yuanpan waved his hand, "Same as usual."
"Nine thousand years old's injury... is it healed?" Han Qi hesitated.
"Good morning." Zhang Yuanping was still smiling, without any emotional change.
Han Qi wanted to continue asking, the back injury is healed, what about the others? Is he really sick and dying? It's just that he couldn't ask, he played with the herb in his hand repeatedly for a while, threw it back, and said, "Farewell."
"Let's go, let's go," Zhang Yuanpan waved his hands, then suddenly remembered something, and asked, "Have you seen Lord Qiansui?"
Han Qi paused, "I've seen it."
"How does Lord Chitose look?"
Han Qi frowned, "Why did Court Judge Zhang ask me that?"
"Oh, Mr. Han, you don't know. Lord Qiansui hasn't seen anyone for several days, and he doesn't even allow me to go to the doctor to check his pulse." Zhang Yuanpan shook his big round head and said sadly, "Master Qiansui has always been so weak. It’s hard to get it wrong.”
Han Quan was completely stunned, a ball of cotton seemed to be stuffed into his throat, he wanted to ask why Lin Letian only wanted to see him? He thought again: what is there to ask? He must be waiting for him to report back on his errand. Han Qi gave an answer himself, but there has never been such a messy moment in his mind.
He wholeheartedly relied on the idea of one day killing the enemy with his own hands, and never had any extra thoughts. When his life was hanging by a thread on the battlefield, his mind was full of-survive and kill Lin Letian with his own hands.
So what happened to him now
At night, Han Qi drank by candlelight in a small courtyard in the capital, stroking his thoughts little by little, but he couldn't figure it out in the end. When he got drunk, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and drew his sword.
Taking advantage of the drunkenness, he stalked the void with all the knowledge he had learned all his life. He practiced martial arts in the past, and the imaginary enemy in his mind was always Lin Letian. He imagined how high his blood would splatter when the knife fell on Lin Letian's neck. Either cold or hot.
At that time, he hadn't met Lin Letian, and he only imagined him as the most treacherous and cunning face in the world, and the knife he swung was particularly murderous.
But now he already knows what Lin Letian looks like, with double phoenix eyes, thin lips, and a delicate face with light skin.
The blade pierced through the air and stopped abruptly, his killing intent dissipated, and the Xiuchun knife fell to the ground with a clang, Han Qi was exhausted and fell to his knees.
There was a heavy rain in the middle of the night, which meant that midsummer was coming. Han Qi was soaked in the rain in the middle of the night, perhaps because his thoughts were confused and his heart was stagnant. This small rain actually made the iron-clad Han Qi fall ill.
Le Tian heard that Han Qi was ill, so he was gearing up to see him.
The system is very vigilant, "Have you ever thought badly?"
Le Tian was very wronged, "I told you that I have no interest in abusing Han Qi."
This is a big truth, the system didn't show any hypocrisy, but still instinctively worried that he would contact Han Qi, and persuaded him: "Don't go, raise your children well, eight years will soon pass. "
Recently, Lotte has transferred part of the workload to Zong Yan, and he has already vomited blood so well that he is very experienced. Apart from the meager food, life can be said to be quite satisfactory.
But Le Tian is a person with pursuit, and with a small gesture, "I want to leave the palace."
Han Qi was alone in the capital. He was already alone in the world. He was so dizzy with fever that no one took care of him, and he didn't need others to take care of him. It's the same as climbing back up.
Suddenly, the tip of his nose smelled a familiar fragrance, and a voice sounded in his ear, the voice of that person was so soft, he wanted to listen carefully to what the person was saying, but the harder he tried, the more he couldn't hear it. Finally, he fell into a deeper coma.
Le Tian took two young eunuchs and told them to go to the kitchen to cook medicine and porridge.
After sending people away, Le Tian began to drool at Han Qi, Han Qi had a severe fever, his eyes were closed, his handsome face was flushed, his former stern demeanor faded away, he was still a young man, he only wore a plain white shirt, his body The muscle texture of his body was faintly visible, Le Tian leaned over and counted his abdominal muscles hidden under his jacket, "Is it six or eight? I can't see clearly, so I might as well take it off."
The system was extremely angry, "Don't mess around!"
Letian said casually: "Don't worry, it's just talking, just take a look."
That being said, Le Tian still lingers on Han Qi's open skirt. Han Qi has been fighting all the year round, and his complexion is quite fair. It's not the paleness of Lin Letian, but the white of jade, healthy and full of vitality. Le Tian sighed softly. He took a deep breath, and then reached out to lift the quilt covering Han Qi's waist.
System: "What are you doing!"
Le Tian said calmly: "Didn't you just say it, just take a look."
A corner of Bo was lifted, and Le Tian put it down after watching it for a while, lamenting deeply the gap between him and Han Qi, and complaining to the system: "This is the difference between popcorn and a whole corn."
System: ... Pretend that you don't understand.
Le Tian looked around, bullying Han Qi ignorantly, and suddenly heard Han Qi whimpering, and rushed over to listen to what he had to say.
Han Qi had a high fever, and the breath from his lips was hot, and he said intermittently: "... eunuch... I killed... you..."
The system gloated and said, "Do you hear me clearly?"
Le Tian got up, rubbed his chin, looked at Han Qi who was frowning tightly, and said thoughtfully: "I'm all in the dream, it's very dangerous."
The system thought he said that Han Qi's intention to kill him was too dangerous, and out of a sense of responsibility for a good system, it comforted: "It's okay, even if he wants to kill you again, you won't be able to die."
Letian was silent for three seconds, mourning the innocence of the system.
Han Qi couldn't hold it anymore, Letian's lips curled up slightly, and he took out a sandalwood handkerchief from his arms and gently wiped Han Qi's sweat, because Han Qi wanted to kill Letian in his dreams, and the system didn't care about him, thinking that Letian made it up Passionate is also quite pitiful.
The soft veil moved from Han Qi's stern eyebrows to his blushing cheeks, Le Tian's hand was suddenly held by Han Qi, Han Qi opened his eyes, and looked at Lin Letian without warning. For a moment he suspected that he was dreaming, "You..."
"Wake up," Le Tian struggled slightly for his wrist, but didn't break free, frowned and said coldly, "Release."
Only then did Han Qi realize that he was holding Lin Letian's wrist, and hurriedly let go of his hand to get up, "Nine thousand years old."
Le Tian patted him on the shoulder, "Lie down."
Han Qi's heart was beating violently, and because of the heat, his heart was beating even harder, as if he was about to jump out, he said awkwardly: "Why is Nine Thousand Years old here?" Didn't it mean that no one would see him and would not come out
Le Tian didn't answer, and threw the handkerchief next to his ear, "Wipe it yourself." Tuan walked out with his hands.
Han Qi looked at his back, his lips parted to the point of wanting to keep him, of course he restrained himself immediately, the door opened, letting in the sunlight, Lin Letian was wearing a snow-white plain dress, almost transparent in the light, he was at the door He bent down briefly, as if he had taken something, then he turned around and came back, holding a crystal jar in his hand, and said flatly: "I brought it to you, why are there so many cases in the dignified Jinyiwei house? How many?"
The two red-scaled fish circled inside, thumping and splashing, and splashed a few drops of water onto Lin Letian's face. Lin Letian frowned, as if he was at a loss.
Looking at this scene, Han Qi couldn't help but smile. He realized that he had smiled, and immediately sank his face even deeper.
The little eunuch who had boiled the medicine ran over with the medicine, "Lord Chitose, the medicine is ready." He came in and saw Lin Letian holding the crystal jar, and immediately shouted: "Oh, my Lord Chitose, your hands How can you hold this? The servant has it." But he was holding the medicine in his hand and couldn't take it off, so he was in a dilemma for a while.
Lin Letian put the crystal jar on the ground, took the medicine bowl, and said to the little eunuch, "Put it in the yard, find a cool place where it won't get the sun."
The little eunuch hurriedly said: "Yes." He picked up the crystal fish tank and went out.
Le Tian took the medicine and walked to the bed, handed it under Han Qi's eyelids, "Drink it."
Han Qi took the bowl, lowered his head and didn't drink, clutching the rim of the bowl tightly and said in a deep voice, "Why does Nine Thousand Years care so much about his subordinates?"
Because you are handsome, I want to discuss the great harmony of life with you, Le Tian secretly said in his heart, and said coldly: "Drink medicine."
Han Qi was silent for a while, and gulped down the bitter medicine. What he got was probably wind-cold, since he came out of the palace, he never got wind-cold because of taking medicine, only by suffering.
After he finished drinking the medicine, Lin Letian coughed twice, wanted to take the handkerchief, but then remembered to throw the handkerchief to Han Qi, turned his back to him, covered his face with his hands, and coughed again sullenly After several times, he said: "From today on, you are the commander of Jin Yiwei, and you will work hard for His Majesty."
What did he mean? Errands 'for His Majesty'? Is he really going to die... Han Qi stared at him, and because of his careful attention, he could clearly see blood stains in the seams of his hanging fingers, and he quickly retracted his fingers into the wide sleeves.
"Take care of yourself." Lin Letian's frail figure plunged into the sunlight again, this time he did not look back.
Han Qi's head hurt even more, and he propped himself on the edge of the bed with a medicine bowl in his hand, not moving for a long time.
He took care of this minor illness for a day, and immediately went to Dongchang the next day. Everyone who met him congratulated him on his promotion, and said that Lin Rusi had been dismissed, and now he is under one person and above ten thousand in Jinyiwei. .
Han Qi's footsteps were light and chaotic, as if he was stepping on clouds, until he walked to the room that belonged to him, where he sat like a statue, a statue with a disturbed heart.
"Master Han, this is a difficult case."
Han Qi raised his head to take the secret package, opened it, and his pupils shrank instantly. In just one day when he was convalescing, Li Gang was taken away in one go, and all of them were taken back to Dongchang!
A coldness climbed up Han Qi, and there seemed to be a face in front of his eyes. The face of Furong was poisonous, and he was staring at him with eyes that see through everything...
In the palace, Le Tian drank the tasteless tofu nao, and thought: Little bastard, so what if you are the hero, fight with me, you are still young, I have a mentally handicapped system to help me, what about you? younger brother.