I really don't like Flamingo

Chapter 288 Purple Qi coming from the east
Yan Lingji didn't say anything, but glanced at Duanmu Rong.

Without further ado, Duanmu Rong opened the medical box and wiped it for Han Ge.

Quickly wiped away the layer of black ash on the face, and a small wound immediately appeared in front of their eyes.

The wound was chapped, but not bleeding.

As Han Ge said, he was only injured by the escaping lightning.

But even so, Yan Lingji still gave Han Ge a hard look, "Why did you do this?"

Hearing her question, Han Ge was silent for a moment, then smiled and said, "If it rains, the road will be difficult to walk. Isn't it better now?"

However, Yan Lingji's eyes did not change at all, she looked at Han Ge's fair face fixedly, "Is that all?"

Obviously, she didn't believe it.

Han Ge said innocently, with confused eyes, "Otherwise, what is the reason? It's too late, Honglian should get married."

Han Ge said solemnly, he looked into Yan Lingji's beautiful eyes, "I'm going to save her, you don't mind?"

Yan Lingji seemed to be taken aback for a moment, and then the corners of her mouth rose slightly, winking like silk, "Then do you hope I mind?"

Seeing her seductive eyes, Han Ge pursed his lips, but did not answer.

At this time, Duanmu Rong had already taken out some cleaning tools, made a paste of the medicine, and prepared to apply it on the not-so-serious wound.

Han Ge and Yan Lingji looked at each other, just like Yan Lingji guessed some of Han Ge's secrets, and now Han Ge also guessed the reason for these things Yan Lingji did recently.

only……

He sighed, how could he be willing to leave her alone?
In the other two carriages, it was difficult for everyone to calm down.

Can one person really change natural disasters?

Many concepts and cognitions have been rewritten with the scene of the dark clouds being scattered by one person.

That kind of power has surpassed the concept of "human", right?

How scary are the Korean songs today?
Different from this place, not far away is the General's Mansion in Xinzheng City.

Ji Wuye looked at the purple air rising into the sky in the distance, and then the hazy weather nearby dissipated, and the earth became clear.

The confidant immediately knelt on the ground, "Congratulations, general, the purple air is coming from the east, and the weather is clear. This is an auspicious sign!"

As soon as he said it, everyone echoed.

"Congratulations, General!"

Ji Wuye's eyes flashed, and there was a smile on his face, God will help me too!

"Hahahahaha!"

In the city, Li Gui watched the sky suddenly become clear.

Looking at the cold tea in front of him, sitting here alone is also boring.

Brother Wang's movements were really slow, and it happened that the sky was fine and it wouldn't rain, so he didn't need him to pick him up.

Thinking of this, he stood up and walked towards his home.

…………

In the evening of this day, people and shadows in Xinzheng Palace were very lively.

The palace maids and eunuchs were either dressed in bright red cloth clothes, or the clothes were inlaid with red ribbons, and they came and went, speaking without any hesitation.

Princess Honglian is the king's favorite daughter, and her marriage directly dispatched most of the palace's staff.

Moreover, the person who marries her should not be underestimated either!
On the one hand, Han Wang'an needs to give enough face so as not to disgrace the identity of the Wang family, on the other hand, he needs to give enough respect to Ji Wuye.

Taking this opportunity, he wants to bind Ji Wuye and his own interests even more firmly!

It doesn't matter whether Ji Wuye thinks this way, at least Han Wangan comforts himself that way.

This night, according to the rules, he would give Honglian some advice before getting married.

This was originally a matter of the harem, but Honglian's biological mother died early, and he was worried about leaving these matters to others...

Ugh……

The carriage drove to the gate of the Princess Mansion and stopped slowly.

The one who came out first wore thick fox fur clothes and a cloak embroidered with red flowers on the back.

With a seductive face, every frown and smile makes men look sideways—Hu Meiren!

Under her service, the pregnant Han Wangan also got out of the car slowly.

Landing smoothly, he raised his head and looked at the lights in Honglian's room, and sighed for some reason.

"My lord, let's go." Hu Meiren said while supporting his right hand.

Han Wangan came back to his senses, glanced at her, and nodded.

Seeing them, the maids guarding Honglian's gate fell to their knees, their foreheads pressed against the cold ground.

"Meet the king!"

"Meet the king!"

Han Wangan didn't say anything, and accompanied by Hu Meiren, he walked towards Honglian's boudoir.

Walking all the way to the door, the waiter was about to open the door for him when Han Wangan stopped him.

Under Wang's gaze, the waiter withdrew his hand and lowered his head.

Hu Meiren glanced at Han Wangan, she was very clear about what Han Wangan was thinking.

Boom boom boom!
He reached out and knocked on the door a few times.

"Who?" A nice but hoarse voice came from the room.

Even though he hadn't heard it for many days, Han Wangan could hear Honglian's voice just by relying on one word. His heart was shocked suddenly, he took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Honglian, it's the father."

In fact, since Han Wangan came here, these court ladies bowed and said that Honglian would not hear, but they just asked knowingly.

"Oh, my father came late at night, did I have something to do with Honglian?"

In the room, Honglian was still wearing her original clothes. She was sitting by the table at the moment, staring at the set of red clothes in front of her.

The personal maid in her room, hearing Han Wangan's voice at this time, knelt on the ground like the maids outside, not daring to make a sound.

Han Wangan froze for a moment, Honglian's voice was very calm, it was a kind of calm and indifferent without emotion.

He suddenly felt an indescribable feeling. Before coming here, he was thinking about how he should comfort Honglian when she cried.

But suddenly facing this indifferent daughter, for some reason, he felt even more uncomfortable.

"The most beloved daughter of the widow is going to get married tomorrow, I will come to see you!" Han Wangan said softly, facing the door.

While speaking, he tried to keep his tone as calm and natural as possible.

"Thank you for your father's note, but there is no need, Honglian is very good!"

With little time to think, Guren said these words directly.

Han Wangan was taken aback for a moment, "This..."

He couldn't help but look at Hu Meiren beside him. It's only been a few days, why does Honglian seem to be a different person?

"I have something important to do tomorrow, Hong Lian is already going to rest, it's not convenient to see my father, I hope my father will forgive me."

The last two words were bitten hard by Honglian.

Han Wangan finally felt resentment from her words, but she didn't say it out.

It was like a thorn in Han Wangan's heart.

He raised his hand, and speaking of it, he hadn't seen Honglian before, and he hadn't seen her for some time today.

In the end, Han Wangan opened his mouth, and finally his eyelids drooped, and he felt lonely.

"Then you should rest well."

(End of this chapter)