Dressed in the white moonlight of the blind prince

Chapter 30
Hanyue turned her head to look at Han Yiyi, she also seemed to feel that someone was looking at her, and raised her head to meet Hanyue's gaze.

Her eyes were as clear as a clear spring, and nothing could be seen from her eyes. She looked at Hanyue and smiled sweetly, and even winked at her.

At this moment, whether it is eyes, expression, or manner, she is just a five-year-old girl doll, watching Han Yichun and Han Yiqian scuffle together, clapping and cheering, bouncing around, adding a sentence from time to time, "Come on, come on, hit your eyes... no, no, hit your nose."

Hanyue felt that she couldn't understand this five-year-old girl at all, she was like a puzzle, she came here for no reason, but she helped her again and again, why?She couldn't figure it out.

But at this moment, Han Yichun and Han Yiqian both have disheveled hair, messy clothes, and twisted together, inseparable.

"Enough." Han Tianxiao, who had been standing by the side, finally couldn't bear it anymore, "I will stop you two."

Hanyue folded her arms and watched with cold eyes. When Han Yichun was about to hit her just now, her father did not come forward to stop her. Now that his two precious daughters are fighting, he speaks out very quickly.

"Don't you think it's not enough to be ashamed? How decent is it, how decent is it." Han Tianxiao was furious, "Kneel down."

Han Yichun and Han Yiqian didn't seem to expect that their father would be so strict today, they were slightly taken aback.

"Kneel down." Han Tianxiao's voice became even louder, he took the whip from Han Yichun's hand, and slammed it on the ground, causing a burst of smoke and dust. Han Yichun and Han Yiqian's legs went limp in fright, Both of them fell to their knees.

The whip was thrown very high, but there was heavy thunder and little rain. When the whip was pulled down, almost all the force was absorbed by the ground, and only a small part of the force hit Han Yichun and Han Yiqian.

"My lord, my lord, what kind of temper are you throwing? Is it worth it for a child to be so angry?" Gu Linlang walked over delicately with the support of the girl, trying to snatch the whip from Han Tianxiao's hand , but was pushed violently by Han Tianxiao. After all, she was a woman with no martial arts, and her body was slender. She staggered a few steps back after being pushed, and her face turned pale all of a sudden, looking like pear blossoms with rain.

"Master lost face today, and Lin Lang knows it, but it doesn't affect Master's status, does it? He loses his temper because of a few children and hurts his body. How do you let Lin Lang survive?" Gu Linlang's words were all for Han Tian Xiao Xiao thought about it, and he looked worried for the king again. Anyone who saw it would feel distressed. Sure enough, Han Tianxiao threw down his whip and went to embrace Gu Linlang.

Gu Linlang wanted to be coquettish, turned around and dodged it, and said coquettishly, "Master, don't be angry."

Han Tianxiao really smiled, "Madam is right, just don't get angry with your husband."

Hanyue didn't care to watch the performance of these four people, yawned, turned around and walked out.

"Han Yue." Han Tianxiao's voice sounded from inside again, "You stay here."

Hanyue looked over curiously, "What's the matter?"

"You all go back to your room and rest." Han Tianxiao waved his hand, directing everyone present to go down.

Hanyue stood quietly on the spot, her hair like splashed ink, hanging smoothly on her back, only a bun on the top of her hair, pinned with emerald green jasper hairpins, the aqua blue skirt was spread on the ground, and the water came out Like a hibiscus, not flattering but not vulgar, there is a sense of indifference in the elegance, as if walking out of a painting.

(End of this chapter)