Chapter 490 Fatty, My Nightmare Is Gone

Speaking of this, Han Wenwen fell silent again, not saying a word, like a closed clam shell.

Han Fei sighed and continued to ask Han Wen's pulse without forcing him to do so.

Han Fei stayed in the Han Mansion, but did not ask someone to go out and buy Chinese medicine for the Han Dynasty to prepare. Han Shangqing was silent for a moment when he found out, but did not stop him and asked someone to prepare it.

That night, while having dinner, I heard a burst of bells coming from the imperial city. The bells were so loud that it seemed to be heard throughout the entire imperial capital. The sound was very heavy, and it spread slowly one after another. It seemed that just listening to it , my heart feels uncomfortable.

Han Shangqing put down his bowls and chopsticks, stood up, and said uneasily: "This, this is the death knell!!!"

Han Shangqing's expression and words shocked everyone present. Han Fei also put down her bowls and chopsticks, her face darkened. She didn't expect Emperor Qin to pass away so soon. According to the effect of the pill, it was definitely possible. He should not have died on the same day if he had a life span of two or three days. If so, I would really be sorry for the precious medicinal materials she used to refine the pill.

Han Shangqing said hurriedly: "Fei'er, dad has to go to the palace now. The death knell is ringing, and all the officials must be present. Get there as quickly as possible. You eat first, don't wait for me."

After saying that, Han Shangqing hurriedly changed into court clothes and rushed into the palace.

Leaving Han Fei still eating at the dining table, Han Wenwen and the second lady fell into silence. The second lady also did not make things difficult for Han Fei this time. She just shrank her body and slowly picked up the vegetables and ate half of them. There was no charity in his eyes for his son.

Han Fei picked up the chopsticks again. Emperor Qin was dead. The palace must be in chaos now. She had no use in the past. It was better not to join in the fun. The left and right were just changing dynasties. She just needed to slow down. Just wait for the news.

The second lady was slightly surprised by Han Fei's calm appearance. The second lady glanced at Han Fei again, as if she was a complete stranger.

Han Fei finished her meal calmly, and Han Wenwen also put down the bowls and chopsticks when Han Fei put them down. Han Fei held hands and left the dining room. From the beginning to the end, the two of them seemed to act as if the second lady did not exist.

The second lady was so angry that she threw the chopsticks in her hand. Her face was very ugly. She stared at Han Fei's back with vicious eyes. If her daughter Han Yan hadn't disappeared, how could she have fallen into this situation? The situation! When Yan'er was still favored, no one in the Han family would treat her like this! Even Han Shangqing had to support her!

The second wife couldn't bear such a gap at all, but there was nothing she could do about it.

After returning to his own courtyard, Han Wen finally couldn't bear it anymore and said: "Sister Fei, the emperor has passed away. Why don't you react?"

Han Fei was stunned and said, "How should I react?"

Han Shu couldn't explain it, but he just felt that Han Fei shouldn't be so calm.

Han Fei smiled and said: "These things are not what we can care about. If the emperor falls, there will naturally be a new one. This has been the case since ancient times, so whether we are worried or afraid, it actually doesn't matter much, as long as Just wait for the news."

Han Shu nodded as if he was convinced by Han Fei, looking very well-behaved.

After Han Fei gave him some tutoring on the Korean book's homework, she urged him to go to bed. Speaking of which, Han Fei was slightly surprised by the level of the Korean book's homework. This child was extremely smart and could almost understand what was in the book at a glance. The content, even the extremely obscure words, can be understood to almost the same degree. In modern terms, that is a natural academic master!

Han Fei sighed, and told him to study hard in the future. Han Fei didn't know that just a casual compliment and advice made Han Fei remember it firmly. Later, he read almost all the sages in the world. The book created a prosperous scene, which I will talk about later, so I won’t talk about it for now.

That night, Han Fei, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes, got up in a flash, and said to the empty room: "It doesn't seem good to break into the boudoir woman's room at night like this."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was no response.

The person hiding in the darkness seemed not to show up.

Han Fei raised her eyebrows and said, "Sir, are you so mysterious? If so, don't blame me for being rude!"

After saying that, Han Fei had several silver needles between her fingers. She flicked her hand and the silver needles shot towards the desk. A figure flashed and the silver needles pierced the table and were arranged in a row.

Han Fei stood up at the next moment, jumped up, and wanted to get out of the way, but her movement trajectory seemed to have been guessed. The next moment, a pair of slender arms grabbed her wrists fiercely and pushed her violently. The ground was pulled, Han Fei felt pain, her body spun in a circle, and fell into a hug. When the familiar breath came into her nose, Han Fei withdrew the silver needle that was about to pierce the person behind her.

Han Fei was dumbfounded and blurted out: "Qin Che?!"

The familiar breath and embrace behind him clearly belong to Qin Che!

Han Fei turned her head suddenly, and sure enough, she met a pair of black and red eyes with different pupils. The red one was like a drop of blood, and the black one was like an abyss. The two eyes were extremely different.

But that familiar, unusually handsome face, without the mask, could be identified as Qin Che at a glance.

Qin Che hugged Han Fei from behind and firmly stopped her movements. The distance between the two was extremely close, and they met face to face.

Han Fei was not used to such closeness. She frowned and said, "Ling... no, Qin Che, why are you here?!"

This person now is not Han Ling, her lover from thousands of years ago, but Qin Che.

Han Fei told herself for the umpteenth time.

Qin Che didn't speak, but hugged Han Fei harder, as if he wanted to rub her into his body.

Han Fei was made uncomfortable by the tightness and wanted to struggle away, but as soon as she moved, a dull sound came from her ears.

"do not move."

"Qin Che, you..."

"Let me hold you for a while, it'll be fine for a while."

Han Fei paused, sighed, but stopped struggling, and said, "What's wrong with you?"

After a while, Qin Che slowly spoke.

"he died."

Han Fei pursed her lips, understanding what he meant, fearing that he was talking about the death of Emperor Qin.

"Pangpang, he's dead."

This title made Han Fei's eyes widen.

"you……"

"Pangpang, my nightmare is gone."

Qin Che lowered his head and leaned gently on Han Fei's shoulder, rubbing her neck like a child.

Such an intimate gesture made Han Fei's heart tremble violently.

"Pangpang. He is dead, dead..."

"he died."

Qin Che just repeated this sentence over and over again. His body was still moist with dew, and his whole person looked a little strange and abnormal.