Feather Emperor

Chapter 22
The shining eyes were particularly conspicuous in the dark night, Han Bingyan rubbed his aching head, he didn't know what happened, he didn't know why he passed out on the ground.Taking a closer look at the surroundings, there is a dark wooden house with a tall altar in the center. All the surroundings tell him that this is the small building where the jade plate of good fortune is placed.

But is everything just a dream?The towering and majestic mountains, the majestic and shocking golden characters, and the inexplicable calling and familiarity?Shaking his head, Han Bingyan stood up from the ground and came to the altar with his sore body shaking. For some reason, his body seemed to have undergone intense exercise, and his whole body was soaked in sweat. He felt extremely uncomfortable.

But Han Bingyan was only a ten-year-old child after all, so he didn't linger too much on this issue. He just thought that he was stunned by it when he came into contact with the Fortune Jade Plate just now.

Out of reluctance, Han Bingyan fixed his eyes on the good fortune jade plate. The one trial just now made him bitterly understand that he was not the person identified by the jade plate.

However, it may be that he has experienced too much pain and training, so that his ability to resist blows is surprisingly strong. At this time, he was surprised to find that he did not regret it, as if he no longer cared whether he was the Prophet of Lingyu.

They just gathered around the altar, staring curiously with their big eyes, looking up and down, left and right, with strange brilliance shining in their eyes.

If he observes carefully, he may find that some special changes have taken place in the good fortune jade plate. The luster of the original jade plate surface has disappeared, and the jade plate that has lost its power is a bit rough. It has completed its mission.

The current good luck jade plate is just an ordinary jade plate. Unfortunately, Han Bingyan is not a person who is familiar with good fortune jade plates. Even if the changed good fortune jade plate is in his eyes, he will think it is like this .

Sighing helplessly, Han Bingyan turned around and was about to leave the small building. After experiencing the failure of great hopes, his state of mind seemed to have undergone a huge change, and his heart was inexplicably more calm and indifferent.

In the darkness, a small figure secretly ran in the courtyard of the Han family. Dressed in gorgeous women's clothing, even if Han Bingyan encountered a few guards of the Han family, Han Bingyan had the identity of "Han Bingran" to avoid.

He didn't go to his sister's place to change back the clothes he was wearing, but climbed over the high wall and ran directly to his small nest on the mountain. He thought that it would not be too late to return the clothes tomorrow.

But he didn't know that when he climbed over the wall, a pair of dark eyes kept watching.

After Bingyan left, a figure came out from the darkness, muttering in his mouth: "How is it possible? How did he come back? Could it be that the formation made a mistake and didn't teleport him away?" Han Ling widened in surprise He squinted his eyes, but there was still a bit of fear and desperation in his eyes.

Lying in his not very warm quilt, Han Bingyan changed into women's clothes, but his thoughts kept turning. He didn't regret that he was not a prophet of Lingyu. Before, he probably didn't even know it. What should the prophet do?But now that he has been proven not to be, he doesn't think he cares so much. What's going on?Also, why didn't Han Bingruo come this time, did something happen to him?

In a trance, the exhausted Han Bingyan fell asleep...

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"Brother, it's almost Chinese New Year. Grandma asked me to call you back to the family to celebrate the New Year with us." Han Bingran, who was bouncing around Han Bingyan, said happily. She knew that her brother had been abandoned by the family for nearly two years. , His hardships can be imagined, and now that grandma asked him to go back to the family for the New Year, what a good signal, she thought that maybe grandma's dislike for her brother had begun to loosen.

A few days had passed since the Lingyu Festival, and Han Bingyan discovered that it was the annual reunion festival again.

Should we go back?He thought about it in his heart, remembering that he had been a bystander watching other people happily spend every festival in the past two years. In fact, he felt a kind of envy in his heart, and he also wanted to reunite with his relatives...

Whether it was the family's ruthlessness towards me two years ago, or most people's ridicule towards me, none of these can conceal the care my mother, Aunt Xiaoyun, and younger sister have for me. Although they haven't visited me in the past two years, Han Bingyan knew in his heart that they were delayed because of certain things, and it wasn't that they really didn't want themselves.

And he also understands that even if there is only one person left who cares about him, he will not give up on the Han family easily, unless they don't want him anymore, then he will really give up, but is that possible?
Nodding lightly, let me go back and see if the Han family has changed...

Seeing his brother agreeing, Han Bingran rushed forward happily.

"Hey, let go." Han Bingyan said with difficulty, pulling the arm wrapped around his neck.

Han Bingran smiled embarrassingly, and climbed down from Bingyan's body: "Also, there will be a big surprise for you then, an absolute big surprise, hehe!"

"What surprise?" Han Bingyan asked curiously.

"I won't tell you, you'll know when the time comes." Apparently Han Bingran wanted to keep the suspense until the end, thinking about the clothes he made specially for his brother, Han Bingran was secretly happy, and carefully hid his bandaged hands in the Behind him, a smile inadvertently appeared on his mouth, and there was still some indistinguishable emotion in the smile.

"Okay, you pretend to be mysterious..." Han Bingyan rarely felt so relaxed. Seeing his sister's cute appearance, he couldn't help chasing after her...

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The night was dark and deep, and on the eve of New Year's Eve, the Han family was brightly lit.

Han Bingyan seldom saw such a lively scene. In the past, he always followed his mother or hid in a corner where people would not notice.But now, he was wearing the new clothes his sister bought for him not long ago, and under her hand, he came to the center.

Under the eyes of everyone, especially Han Bingwu's provocative gaze, Han Bingyan seemed very uncomfortable. Han Bingran seemed to sense his uneasiness, and turned around with a faint smile: "Brother, don't worry."

He leaned close to his ear again, and said intimately: "Later, give brother a surprise." She has already prepared the clothes she worked so hard on, and will give them to Bingyan as soon as the family dinner is over. It is a kind of blessing from my sister to my brother.

At this time, a group of people came towards them, surrounded by everyone, who else could it be besides the Patriarch Han Ling?She was supported by Han Bingyan's mother, Han Xianyu, and his aunt Xiaoyun, Han Xianyun.

Watching them walk up to her and then stop, Han Xianyu obediently stood beside Han Ling, without looking at Bing Yan.

"What's going on? Why don't you even look at me?" Han Bingyan suddenly felt a strange worry in his heart, but he couldn't explain why.

Han Ling glanced at Bing Yan, and then seemed to have made some important decision: "Xiaorou, you bring 7000 yuan." The voice was majestic, and no resistance was allowed.what happened?Not only Han Bingyan was confused, but also Han Bingran and Han Xianyun next to him, but they didn't express their confusion, they just waited quietly.

After a while, the maid named Xiaorou brought a stack of small bags wrapped in red paper, and everyone knew that inside was the 7000 yuan that the owner had mentioned earlier.

Quietly, everyone held their breath. "Is grandma going to give me New Year's money?" Han Bingyan thought excitedly in his heart. Since he was a child, Han Ling had never given him New Year's money.

But Han Bingwu and the others watched with envy and jealousy, "7000 yuan for the New Year's Eve money, isn't that too much? I only have two or three hundred yuan." The anger in my heart seems to be almost uncontrollable...

(End of this chapter)