Reborn from the ashes: Deadly Concubine

Chapter 405 In the Name of Son: Husband and Wife Join Forces

In the dark night, because of the dark clouds, there is no light at all.The king's bedroom is like daytime.

Han Yingxi and Zhuo Zhuo were lying on the carpet, the white silks with pictures of witch formations were piled up in front of them.For the pictures with similar functions in witchcraft, the two people looked for the commonality of the lines in the witchcraft array.

I don't know how long it took to study, Guang Sai's voice sounded at the door: "Your Majesty, it's time to go to court."

Han Ying said without raising his head: "I don't have time, I have something urgent to ask them to come here, if there is no urgent matter, I will wait until I have time."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Guang Sai bowed and stepped back.

In one day, these numerous white silks were put away one by one.In front of Zhuo Zhuo and Han Yingxi was a large piece of white silk, on which lines were drawn piece by piece, marking the meaning of each representative.

Han Yingxi sat up straight, stretched his waist, and made a comfortable sound.Only then did Zhuo Zhuo get up, pouted and looked at him.

"It's just a little more effort, it's just so tiring."

Han Yingxi stretched his waist and complained: "Don't you know that I am tall? The two of us lie on the stomach together, and I have been offended several times as much as you... Hahaha..."

Fascinated, he looked at Zhuo Zhuo, halfway through saying this, Han Yingxi suddenly burst into laughter.Zhuo Zhuo looked at him with drooping eyelids until he stopped smiling.

"Because I'm tired, so my nerves are bad? What's so ridiculous?"

Han Yingxi still had a smile on his face, deep in his hands.Zhuo Zhuo thought he was going to pinch her, so he ran away.Han Yingxi grabbed her wrist and wiped her face vigorously with the other hand.

"The painting is really good. It's not bad to be a queen, but to be a painter."

Zhuo Zhuo waved his hand away and moved to the mirror.A face covered in ink smears appeared.

"God, why did you put so much on it?"

"You really are full of energy. Painting white silk is not enough, you have to paint yourself."

Zhuo Zhuo glared at him, only to find that his skin was as white as the first snow, Zhuo Zhuo was even more dissatisfied.

"Why don't you have any on your face!"

Han Ying was stunned for a moment, then drooped the corners of his eyes.He rested his chin in his hands, looking helpless.

"Blame me?"

"No, it's not fair."

She ran over with the ink pen, Han Yingxi hurriedly stood up and fled.Zhuo Zhuo chased after him desperately, but how could she catch the fox-like Han Yingxi?
Zhuozhuo puffed up his cheeks and simply stopped chasing him.Just looking at Han Yingxi, the latter obediently moved his steps.

"Zhuo Zhuo, you actually used spells on me. You didn't get tired after drawing so many pictures, did you? Stop, I'll go by myself."

After saying this, he finally stopped.Han Ying drooped the corners of his eyes, and Zhuo Zhuo walked over with a smile.

"Good boy, Yingxi, let me draw a few strokes."

Standing on tiptoe, I waved a few strokes on his face, and a cat face was born.Zhuo Zhuo looked at it a few times, and then burst out laughing.

Han Ying raised his eyebrows and stared at her, but his eyes became deeper and deeper.Zhuo Zhuo stopped smiling, and looked back at him with clear eyes.

Han Ying leaned over, her warm lips were about to touch her small mouth...

"Yeah, I have to think of a spell quickly."

Zhuo Zhuo sat back on the carpet, crossed his knees and propped his chin, staring at the patterns.She didn't avoid Han Yingxi's kiss, with a serious expression on her face, he really planned to create a spell.

Han Yingxi couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh, although he is still the noble and beautiful king, but to this woman, he has already lost his charm.

Time is like a butcher's knife.

After eating something, Han Ying leaned against the bed and read the book.The eyes opened and closed, and the eyelids instantly became heavy.Finally, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhuo Zhuo raised his head and stretched his limbs, and found that he was asleep.Looking at the most beautiful sleeping face in the world, he couldn't help but smirk.

Her man was wonderful, handsome and very intelligent.If it weren't for his brain that is different from ordinary people, how could it be possible to sum up the rules in one day when studying the Wuzhen diagram?
Zhuozhuo puffed up his cheeks, lowered his head and continued to study, as if he was full of energy.

Whether her husband or her children are doing their best for her, how can she not work hard?
Han Yingxi fell asleep, leaning his head to one side a little bit, but finally slipped off the pillow and woke up.The thick long eyelashes are separated from each other, and Zhuo Zhuo's delicate but hardworking figure is reflected in the dark eyes.

He woke up completely at once, got out of bed and hugged her into his arms.

Zhuo Zhuo froze for a moment, then turned to look at him: "What are you doing?"

His long eyebrows were slightly frowned, and there was obvious displeasure on his face: "Are you crazy? If you don't sleep for two days in a row, are you courting death?"

Zhuozhuo's heart was warm, but Xiumei raised her voice: "It's possible to go crazy, but I won't seek death. I still want to save my sons, and I want to raise them with you."

Han Yingxi smiled wryly: "Do you only raise them?"

Zhuo Zhuo didn't react for a while: "Who else?"

"There are four, five, six, seven, eight."

Puchi laughed, Zhuo Zhuo pushed him: "I'll talk about that later, don't get in my way, I still have to think of magic."

Han Ying let go, Zhuo Zhuo quickly fell into deep thought again.Han Yingxi sighed softly, asked Wen Sheng to bring the wine, and sat beside Zhuo Zhuo to drink alone.

An hour passed, and Zhuo Zhuo hurriedly crossed his legs to finish.Han Yingxi put down his wine glass and looked at her, his expression became serious and nervous.

It looks like this woman has figured out a spell.

The tense atmosphere had just begun when Zhuo Zhuo opened his eyes.

"Well, have you found the reason?"

Zhuo Zhuo frowned and looked at Han Yingxi: "Is it my fault? I want to know what the danger is around me, but a lot of orchids came out."

"Orchids?!" Han Yingxi blinked his eyes: "This season, even the royal palace doesn't have orchids."

"That is to say, it may be that my witch formation diagram is wrong..."

"Even if the witch array is wrong, your thinking is not wrong. The image can appear, which proves that it is still in line with your thinking."

Zhuo Zhuo rubbed his nose: "Is it really an orchid? Maybe the danger will come in the spring of next year. Where are the orchids planted in our palace? Oh, yes, you are the king, how could you care about these things. I asked Wen Sheng to ask the gardener ..."

Zhuo Zhuo said a lot, but Han Yingxi just frowned and didn't speak.Zhuo Zhuo paused for a moment, then carefully asked: "Yingxi, what's wrong?"

Han Ying looked into Zhuo Zhuo's eyes: "Lan Hua...does it mean Ji Lan?"

Zhuo Zhuo was taken aback, and quickly shook his head: "How is it possible, even if everyone in the world wants to harm me, Sister Ji Lan won't..."

Han Yingxi sighed: "Why are you nervous, I didn't say it was her. Maybe it's someone related to her, or maybe someone wants to use her. It's all possible."

Zhuo Zhuo pursed his lips: "People related to her...whether it is He Lou or the children, they don't know it. As for someone who wants to use her, it is possible...but sister Ji Lan is not You idiot, how can you be easily used by others..."

(End of this chapter)