Wearing a book to teach the heroine to wake up, quack killing

Chapter 182 Hairpin
Han Su sighed, then brought back his thoughts, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then he took out the modified sleeve arrows from his arms, took Shen Nanfeng's arm, and put it on him personally.

"I changed it again. It should be suitable this time. Moreover, I changed the sleeve arrow to six shots. Since you haven't killed anyone before, I didn't quench the poison on the arrow. The one on it is Ma Fei Powder."

Han Su lowered his head and said while tying.

Shen Nanfeng looked at Han Su in front of him, feeling confused.

That focused expression and the faint scent of hair came from it.

Today, Miss Han actually wore her hair in a bun?

Also, when her second brother gets married, she will pay more attention to it.

Somehow, Shen Nanfeng took out the hairpin from his arms and put it on her gently.

Han Su was a little surprised, but he also felt that it should be like this.

The two just stood there in silence for a long time.

"Han...Miss Han, don't you say something?"

Han Su smiled lightly, turned and left.

"Remember to go to Jinyiwei to help me get the sword back! Bring the master with you, don't get beaten."

Shen Nanfeng frowned as he looked at her leaving back.

what's up?
Does she like it or not?
Why don't you say anything?
Could it be that she didn't realize that she had put a hairpin on her?
She doesn't like her hair in a bun so much, why don't she just throw it away?
"Han...Miss Han, um, have you...forgot something?"

Han Su stopped and said, "I don't like hairpins, but I accepted the one you gave me. Next time you give one, give me a Yao Qin."

After saying that, her figure disappeared into the night.

Shen Nanfeng clenched his fists and stamped his feet with joy on his face.

"Yaoqin, okay! Give me Yaoqin next time!"

Immersed in joy, Shen Nanfeng didn't notice that a tall man had arrived behind him.

"Giving a girl a hairpin has an unusual meaning."

"Of course I know, what do you mean?"

"Let the Yaoqin be made of sycamore wood. She will probably like it."

"That's a good suggestion. Hey, uncle, I think you look familiar..."

After saying this, Shen Nanfeng suddenly realized something.

The middle-aged man in front of him was quite elegant, looking at the direction Han Su left with his hands behind his back.

Shen Nanfeng was suddenly shocked.

"Han... Lord Han, I'm sorry."

Han Xianluo narrowed his eyes and looked at Shen Nanfeng, and after a moment he said, "Shen Nanfeng, I have heard of you many times. Those in the court have a bad impression of you."

"Master Han, you have offended many people by breaking into the inner courtyard without permission. Please don't blame me."

"It doesn't matter, I know you have helped my Han family a lot, and you are Ce'er's best friend, so there is no need for so many false gifts."

Han Xianluo was surprisingly easy to talk to.

"Is Marquis Han coming out to sober up?"

"I heard that you met her in Nanning before. Is she okay?"

If this were an ordinary person, he might not understand who Han Hou was asking.

Shen Nanfeng thought for a moment and replied softly: "Senior, she is very good."

"This girl is so stubborn and stubborn like her. It's really worrying."

"As long as Marquis Han is here, nothing will happen to Miss Han."

Han Xianluo smiled and said no more.

"Cer is looking for you, go ahead."

After saying that, he walked towards the west wing alone.

Shen Nanfeng was a little hesitant, but he still bowed and left. As soon as he reached the covered bridge at the entrance of the courtyard, he bumped into Mrs. Ji.

Mrs. Ji stared at Han Xianluo's back with lonely eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Shen Nanfeng saluted quickly.

"Meet Mrs. Ji."

"That woman is back, isn't she?" There was a hint of murderous intent in her words, and the fists hidden in her sleeves of this lady, who had always been dignified and decent, clenched loudly.

"Madam, please don't worry."

"Oh, so worried? Is it my turn to comment on what a person like Lord Han is going to do?"

Shen Nanfeng could feel Ji Lingxue's restrained hatred.

I didn't dare to say anything at this time, for fear that one wrong statement would intensify the conflict.

How sad is the marriage of these two people?

Everyone said that Mrs. Ji was jealous, but they didn't know that the entanglement between these three people was a tragedy.

Han Xianluo is considered a good person in every respect, but he suffers only in the emotional aspect.

When he was young, he must have loved Dugu Danyun more than Ji Lingxue.

But now it's hard to say, but he still can't let go of Bai Yueguang, who was in his heart when he was young.

But it may be impossible to say what else he wants to do.

"Marquis Han wants to see her, but maybe it's not..."

"You don't have to mess with me, and it's best not to get involved in the elders' affairs. Just mind yourself."

Ji Lingxue snorted lightly and turned back to her room.

Shen Nanfeng sighed helplessly and had to return to the front yard alone.

At this time, the guests dispersed a little, but it was still lively.

The front and back of Han Mansion are like two extremes.

It was bustling in the front, but it was freezing and snowy in the back.

Shen Nanfeng directly found Mu Yuebai, who was still eating. Xuan Shuang should have prepared this table for her alone.

"Eh? Xiao Nanfeng is here, sit down and eat, you're welcome!"

"You don't think of yourself as an outsider at all."

"You're treating me to a meal, right? Where's Xiao Susu? She's not really going to find the master, is she?"

"Senior is really here?"

"Oh, don't worry, Master won't see her, at least before the inheritance ceremony."

"Are you here this time for the inheritance ceremony? Is the inheritance of the Master of the Bulao Pavilion worthy of your attention?"

Mu Yuebai gnawed on the chicken leg, pretending to be crazy and said: "I know this fish has a spine."

Shen Nanfeng gritted his teeth and was furious.

"If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Why bother pretending to be deaf to me?"

"What kind of stewed pig heart and lungs are you talking about? That stuff doesn't taste good."

Shen Nanfeng suppressed his anger and said, "Mu Yuebai, we have known each other for such a long time, why can't you say a few serious words?"

"What's a little spicy?"

"You..." Shen Nanfeng, who had always been calm, was furious at this time.

At this moment, Han Wence suddenly appeared.

"Brother Shen, I've been looking for you for a long time, why didn't you drink?"

Shen Nanfeng had no choice but to raise his glass and return the favor.

At this moment, Han Wence also noticed Mu Yuebai. After all, they had met before.

But he had no intention of paying attention at this time and hooked up with Shen Nanfeng's shoulder.

"Brother Shen, thank you very much for today, but you still have to worry more about You'er."

Shen Nanfeng frowned slightly, thinking that you and your father are really of good character.

It's all Bai Yueguang's fault.

"Second brother, today is your wedding, but I still have to say, since Yun Qingyou has your child, of course you should be responsible, but don't be confused about important matters. The princess still hasn't canceled the marriage, which means that although she doesn't I am happy, but I still agree with your decision. You must have a correct attitude and must not spoil your concubine or destroy your wife, otherwise it will be too late for you to regret it when Yun Qingyou cannot survive in Kyoto."

Shen Nanfeng knew in his heart that it was not common for a concubine in those ancient puppet plays to disturb the family. After all, the status of the real wife of the master was far more noble than the concubine, not to mention that Gu Xueyang was a tough woman, she was With such a strong background, it is impossible to be bullied.

What he was afraid of was that Han Wence would be confused.

(End of this chapter)