I was a fan in ancient times [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 249

#What should I do if I was kissed by the boss, wait online, urgent! #

Han Yi's mind was full of this barrage.

In fact, he was not asleep just now. After all, he had to watch the year, and he couldn't fall asleep after eating too much. He just wanted to close his eyes and take a rest.

Yan Zheng knew it when he came over, and he wanted to say that he didn't fall asleep, just rest for a while, but he never expected it to be such a plot.

Yan Zheng's kiss really caught him off guard.

At that moment, he even thought reflexively: No, hasn't he already changed the direction of the plot?At least the plot direction of "Han Yi" has changed, so why did he end up becoming King Qin's male favourite?

Co-author, no matter what he does, does it lead to the same goal?

For a moment, nothing but panic and fear filled his heart, fearing that no matter what he did, he would end up in such a miserable end in the end.

It's just that this fear dissipated before it enveloped his heart - the warmth and alcohol smell on Yan Zheng's body actually made him feel at ease.

He turned around with his relatively dull brain paralyzed by alcohol, before he remembered that he was different from the one in the original book.

Although the original book doesn't say whether that person has anything to do with King Qin, it is assumed that it is the one who seduced King Qin.

And now it is King Qin who seduces him.

Um?seduce?If Yan Zheng knew that he thought so, would he beat him to death?

Han Yi's mind is confused and he has all kinds of messy thoughts, compared to Yan Zheng, who is much better.

The moment Yan Zheng kissed her, he found that Han Yi's breathing stopped suddenly.

Well, Han Yi woke up.

It's just that he didn't move at all, and even froze there.

With a smile in Yan Zheng's eyes, he nibbled Han Yi's upper lip maliciously.

The taste was very good, and he couldn't resist taking another bite.

During this process, Han Yi was not breathing.

Although Yan Zheng thought his reaction was amusing, he didn't dare to tease him any longer, for fear that Han Yi would suffocate him to death.

He sat up straight and said with a serious face, "Are you awake?"

Han Yi: ...

He really wanted to continue pretending to be asleep, but Yan Zheng had already stretched out his hand to pinch his chin and said with a smile, "Still pretending to be asleep?"

She must be shy, Yan Zheng thought, she's so cute.

Han Yi sighed in his heart, he couldn't pretend anymore, but he hadn't figured out how to refuse yet.

And it seems inappropriate for Yan Zheng to be unhappy because of this incident.

Han Yi felt a little pain in his head, why didn't he really fall asleep?

Just pretend you don't know anything.

He opened his eyes, he didn't dare to look at Yan Zheng, so he had to look out, and pretended to say: "When is it? Is it time for Kuaizi? I heard that Zishi also eats two dumplings, why don't I make some more. "

The smile on Yan Zheng's face gradually disappeared. Sometimes he does have a lot of imagination, but correspondingly his intuition is also very keen.

He noticed Han Yi's evasion, and he didn't believe that Han Yi really knew nothing about what happened just now.

Yan Zheng squeezed Han Yi's chin hard with his hands and forced him to turn his head. When he found that Han Yi's eyes were flickering and refused to meet his eyes, Yan Zheng's heart sank.

Even if he had a bad premonition in his heart at that moment, Yan Zheng still couldn't help asking: "What do you think?"

Han Yi glanced at him quickly, and said falteringly, "What...what do you think?"

Originally, he just wanted to see Yan Zheng's expression, but he found that although the current Yan Zheng occasionally showed a youthful look, when his expression was serious and his eyes were sharp, he would give people a sense of oppression.

Han Yi panicked and moved his eyes away again.

As a result, in such a split second, Yan Zheng could see the panic and dots of fear hidden in those black eyes.

He is afraid of me.

He does not love me.

When he realized this, Yan Zheng especially wanted to ask Han Yi, since he didn't like it, what was their ambiguity before?

So what if Han Yi never refused his approach?

Or is it all because of his self-indulgence?

Han Yi felt that Yan Zheng's hand was gradually exerting force, and at the same time as it hurt, his mind was also clear for a moment.

He has never dealt with this kind of thing, but he knows that such vagueness is actually not a good thing.

He took a deep breath, raised his eyes to look at Yan Zheng, and forced himself not to open his eyes. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly felt his jaw cool down and the pain disappeared—Yan Zheng let go of his hand.

Yan Zheng lowered his eyes, this time he avoided Han Yi's gaze.

He had a lot to say and a lot of questions to ask, but in the end it turned into a sentence: "Don't say anything now, promise me, go back and think about it."

His voice was very soft, and there was a faint pleading that he didn't even realize.

At that moment, Yan Zheng didn't seem to be the king of Qin who was aloof, but like any man in the world who couldn't ask for it, he only hoped that his heart would be exchanged for his heart.

Han Yi's heart felt sore, his eyes felt hot, and at that moment he even had the urge to agree to Yan Zheng's urge.

He didn't know why this happened, maybe not seeing Yan Zheng being wronged had become his habit.

Even if the person who wronged Yan Zheng is himself.

Yan Zheng didn't feel wronged when he said this. After all, Han Yi didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, and everything was his own imagination.

After saying this, he felt a sense of relief. He could do everything he could, and he only hoped that Han Yi could seriously consider their relationship.

It's just that when he looked up and saw Han Yi's eyes were red, he felt a little distressed. Regardless of his sadness and loss, he reached out to touch his face, but after raising his hand, he froze and put it down.

Han Yi never refused, perhaps because of their mutual identities.

Yan Zheng sighed and said, "You... don't be sad, I will never... never force you."

Han Yi bowed his head and said nothing. In the current situation, unless he agreed to Yan Zheng with the opening of his mouth, anything he said would stab him in the heart.

When the two greeted each other silently, Han Yi looked outside, feeling so heavy that he couldn't even say a word of Happy New Year.

What's the point of being happy?

On the contrary, Yan Zheng restrained all his emotions, smiled and said to Han Yi: "Happy New Year, it's getting late, go back and rest quickly."

The performance was the same as before, but in the past he would only put on such a formulaic smile when he was treating others. Han Yi had always been treated differently, but now he was suddenly treated like this, and he felt a little awkward.

He saluted silently and turned around to leave. When he reached the door, he turned around and said, "After the Shangyuan Festival, I will go to Korea. I..."

"Then answer me when you come back." Yan Zheng didn't seem to have any hint of frustration.

Han Yi nodded and left in such a silent manner.

The moment he turned around, the forced smile on Yan Zheng's face disappeared instantly, and he just stood there, watching Han Yi's back disappear into the darkness.

The Gaofu Ling and all the little eunuchs on the side dared not speak out.

Gao Fuling kept crying in his heart, he really didn't expect it.

In the past, everyone thought that Han Yi fell in love with Yan Zheng first, but anyone who knew how the two of them met would think that Han Yi's dedication to helping Yan Zheng was because he was fascinated by his beauty.

It's just that this relatively honest gentleman didn't ask for anything, so later Yan Zheng was moved, and everyone felt that the two of them were in love, but...it wasn't suitable.

As a result, it never occurred to Han Yi that it seemed that Han Yi had never thought about it from the beginning to the end.

Yan Zheng stood there for a long while, until his feet were numb, and then he turned and went back to his bedroom.

When Han Yi left the palace, Chu Fei was already waiting at the gate of the palace. Originally, Han Yi asked him to watch the new year with Gao Fuling, but he did not expect Gao Fuling to be more conscientious and refused to leave Yan Zheng's side, so he had to serve him personally .

Chu Fei had no choice but to watch the new year with the people in the dining room.

But looking at his red face, he seemed quite happy.

"Master Hou."

Chu Fei saw Han Yi approaching from afar, and he held up the lamp to meet him and was about to say something when he suddenly stopped.

He didn't drink too much tonight, so after seeing Han Yi's preoccupied face, he was keenly aware that this New Year's Eve might not be happy for Han Yi.

But...how could it be?

Even Chu Fei found it inconceivable. He wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, so he said obliquely, "Why didn't Mr. Hou eat dumplings when he was a child? The king didn't order it, and everyone in the dining room thought it was strange."

Han Yi paused for a moment before remembering that Yan Zheng didn't eat dumplings either. If it was the past, he might turn around and go back and get another one for Yan Zheng, but now...

With a long sigh, he said, "Go back."

Chu Fei: What's the matter?

After Han Yi got into the car, he was very self-contained and hugged the stove in the corner in a daze.

Chu Fei has never seen Han Yi so silent since he met him. He felt that the atmosphere was too dull for a while, and after thinking about it for a long time, he asked, "Master Hou, do you want to go to Zhuangzi tomorrow? Is there any dissatisfaction?" Fix it in time."

Han Yi didn't speak for a long time, and when Chu Fei suspected that he hadn't heard, he said slowly: "No need, the people in Zhuangzi...let them go back to celebrate the New Year, and don't need to guard them."

In this situation, it would be too ambiguous to ask Yan Zheng out to show him the ice sculptures alone.

In fact, if you think about it hard, maybe the blame is really on him. He is too special to Yan Zheng, which will always give people the illusion that "he cares about me most".

It's just that the illusion arises, how did Yan Zheng fall in love with him?

Han Yi held the hand stove and began to fall into deep thought. He wanted to sum up his own advantages, but after much deliberation, it seemed that there was only one blacksmith left.

Yan Zheng won't like blacksmithing because of his heavy taste, right?