Chapter 705 Meeting Wei Xin

As more and more people looked at Han Fei, Han Fei felt that her back was burning. These people's eyes were like looking at prey.

In fact, in their eyes, Han Fei is nothing more than a piece of cake, and everyone wants to snatch such a master to their side, so that they can still feel safe.

As soon as Han Fei stood still, Ling Shaotian hurriedly came over and said with a smile on his face: "Brother Han, you are here!"

Han Fei nodded and said, "Why is it so lively?"

Ling Shaotian couldn't help but feel a little proud in his expression, and said, "These people all heard about your great achievements and came here to celebrate."

Han Fei understood in her heart that Ling Shaotian wanted to use her to build momentum, but it just so happened that she needed to expand her authority. The more Ling Shaotian found her useful, the more he trusted her.

"Young Master is so complimentary. Han Fei's strength is far from enough."

Seeing Han Fei's humble appearance, the people around who witnessed the whole process were almost furious. You are not strong enough. What do you want us to do?

But the more humble Han Fei was, the more Ling Shaotian liked him and said, "Brother Han, let me introduce you to some people."

Ling Shaotian seemed to treat Han Fei as a showoff, dragging him around. Han Fei saw that the time was almost up, found an excuse to get away, and cautiously headed towards the direction in his memory. Moving forward, fortunately because of this dinner party, almost all the people in Lingming Mansion were concentrated in the front hall, and there were only a few people guarding the back.

Han Fei arrived at the courtyard without any effort, and the number of guards was as pitiful as she imagined. Han Fei seized the opportunity, passed the guards directly, and entered the courtyard directly. The originally quiet little Suddenly there was a violent cough in the yard.

Still the same person.

Han Fei squinted her eyes and flew in through the open window. Her movements were so light and beautiful.

After entering the house, the first feeling was that it was dull. There was no candlelight in the whole house, and only the slight moonlight shone through the window. It was barely clear that the decoration of the house was simple and terrible.

Apart from a table and chairs, there was nothing else.

Han Fei straightened up and looked around, and soon heard a sound coming from outside.

"May I ask who you are? Ahem, cough, cough..."

Han Fei was a little surprised and admired this man's sensitive senses. She didn't hide, she just walked over and saw a figure sitting on a chair by the window. In the darkness, his eyes were particularly bright.

Han Fei's eyes were even more surprised. This person... seemed too young.

The figures sitting on the chairs were very thin and did not look like the skeleton of an adult at all. Until the moonlight outside the window shone more, Han Fei saw the person's face clearly and blurted out: "Child?!"

"Is your Excellency so rude?"

I saw that the person sitting on the chair was about fourteen or fifteen years old. He was still a half-grown boy. There was still a trace of childishness on his sickly face, which made him look particularly pitiful. But now he was a little angry because of Han Fei's words. , a blush appeared on his pale face.

Han Fei was really surprised. She thought that the person who could snatch the position of palace master from Ling Shaotian would not be a simple person. What's more, people from Pang Shanjun were famous for torture. Now, This... such a pitiful child cannot be mixed up with two such bloody fonts like "torture".

Perhaps Han Fei's gaze was too bullying. The child, no, the young man was a little angry. His already troubled breathing condition became even more uncomfortable when he was angry. Han Fei saw that something was wrong with him and quickly took out his hand. The needle pierced his acupuncture point, and the young man finally breathed out.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, since you are sick, don't get angry so easily, as that will affect your condition."

The young man almost couldn't help but retorted violently, but he was afraid that he would die again, so he had to endure it.

Han Fei looked at the young man up and down several times and said, "Are you Wei Xin?"

The boy didn't answer.

Han Fei smiled and said, "Are you so arrogant?"

The young man finally couldn't help but asked: "What is tsundere?"

Han Fei nodded and said: "It's your state. I understand, but I don't have much time. If you don't answer me, then just wait here to die."

With that said, Han Fei made preparations to turn around and leave.

The boy finally shouted: "Wait!"

Han Fei, who turned away, showed a successful smile, slowly turned around and said, "What? You called me?"

The young man seemed to have endured his pride and softened his tone, saying: "Who are you? How did you get in?"

Han Fei stretched out a finger and shook it, saying: "It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is that I can save you."

The young man laughed self-deprecatingly and said, "It's useless, it's too late, you can't save me."

Han Fei raised her eyebrows and said, "Are you looking down on me?"

The young man's expression became lonely, and he didn't even look at Han Fei. He seemed to be talking to himself: "It's useless, my body is not good anymore, I can't live for long, and I can't help everyone." Already..."

Han Fei folded her arms and said, "Who said you are hopeless?"

The young man raised his head slightly and said: "My disease is an epidemic. Besides that fairy, who else can save me? It won't be long before my whole body will fester and die."

Han Fei choked directly and said: "Don't you recognize anyone in this world except fairies?"

The boy was speechless.

Han Fei looked arrogant and said: "You are so young, you give up hope of survival so easily, but you will not grow up!"

The young man felt that the person he met tonight must be dreaming, and he didn't even want to talk to him.

Han Fei didn't speak, but grabbed his hand involuntarily and began to feel his pulse.

The young man struggled for a moment and said, "Let go, what are you doing!"

Han Fei lowered her voice and said, "If you want to call everyone over, just call them."

The young man shut up for a moment.

Han Fei took his pulse seriously, and after a while, she said with a strange expression: "Who told you that you had the plague?"

The young man was stunned for a moment and stammered: "Isn't it, isn't it?"

Han Fei looked even more confused and said: "You are not a plague at all, just ordinary typhoid fever and physical weakness."

The young man was dumbfounded, and finally uttered a few words, as if he was confused: "Then, how could I..."

Han Fei had put on a calm expression. She was relieved that the man was fine and said, "Who told you that you had the plague?"

The boy stopped talking for a moment.

Han Fei raised her eyebrows and said, "Is it Ling Shaotian?"