PFC Chapter 336: My Lord, Get As Far Away As You Can (60)
Chapter 336: My Lord, Get As Far Away As You Can (60)
"My uncle Zhang is the princess's aunt's son-in-law, the current general, and the commander of the army!"
"And him!" Xing Rong stared at Di Huan with contempt in his eyes, "This ugly guy is just a lowly guard."
"Even if he is not a guard now, he is just a small deputy general! How can he compare with my Uncle Zhang?"
"What can he compare with?"
"Protect me? You are so lowly, are you qualified to protect me?"
Old Deng was delighted. This girl's method of provoking him was really provocative!
Even he felt that Huan was not worthy after hearing it.
In fact, the girl was right.
With Huan's current identity, he can only temporarily protect his personal safety.
If one day, General Zhang and Emperor Ning were suddenly charged with a crime and brought to the Prime Minister's Office, they would have no way out.
Even though he was a deputy general, his title was not as high as that of General Zhang.
I just don't know if this kid, with his stubborn personality, will accept such an obvious provocation.
Regardless of whether the provocation worked or not, Xing Rong could only make a few more sarcastic remarks and then leave.
Emperor Ning has arranged so many spies in the Prime Minister's Mansion. If any one of them finds something wrong, they will all be finished.
The emperor still trusts his biological sister very much. As long as Emperor Ning fans the flames in his ears, he will not choose to trust Han Jian again.
The former Prince Xian’s Palace was gone just like that.
The drama in Di Huan's room ended, and the room returned to silence.
Veteran General Deng helped Di Huan back to lying down. It was not suitable to move him now, so he was not in a hurry to take him away.
Ever since Xing Rong left, Di Huan has been lying on the bed without saying a word, not moving at all.
It was not until after dinner, when Master Deng seemed less angry, that he whispered to him, "Master, I'll take the medicine."
……
Time flies like a trickle of water, and in the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed.
Han Jian walked alone through the long corridor, winding his way, holding a bundle in his hand, and headed towards Di Huan's room.
Looking at the packed bag in his hand, Han Jian felt both amused and helpless.
The person who cares about Huan'er the most doesn't dare to hand the things to him personally.
Thinking back to that day, Xue'er suddenly asked Lingyi to take her to sneak into their house late at night, and climbed into the room through the window like a thief.
He had fallen asleep with his beautiful wife in his arms, but she cruelly dug him up.
Her injuries were not serious and she has regained her former energy. She can jump around and it is not hard to tell how good her mood is!
He didn't want to wake Xiangxiang up, so he tiptoed out of bed, quickly got dressed, walked out of the room and went to the living room.
Xing Rong spread out the bag she had prepared on the table, raised her eyebrows proudly at Han Jian, and then began to clearly and in detail introduce the uses of each item.
In order to prevent him from forgetting, she was thoughtful enough to prepare a small note for him.
"This is the new scar I prepared for Brother Huan. With this, he will never need another one."
"And this mask, I remade it with the same material as before. His current mask doesn't fit his face anymore, and if I don't change it, I'm afraid it will leave marks on his face."
"And this secret book is perfect for him!!"
She suddenly leaned close to his ear and whispered, "But Daddy, you can't practice secretly! This is something only boys can do. Daddy is already a husband. If you practice, you might become a eunuch!"
The secret book was found by her in the space. It would not be too different from the martial arts strength in this world, and would not affect the stability of the world.