Chapter 66: The Shape of Happiness (1)
The unknown plague phenomenon has already taken shape, and panic is gradually eroding people's hearts. Ordinary people and soldiers are all beginning to riot, but not everyone is like this. In a private room of a restaurant in [Weicheng], Feng Qinghan sat by the window and looked at the pedestrians on the street, holding a folding fan in one hand and a wine glass in the other...
"Before I go back, do you want to report to me first? Why is there a plague around Weicheng?"
Feng Yan and two subordinates knelt on the side, obviously afraid. Feng Yan didn't say anything, but the other two were sent by Canyun to welcome Feng Qinghan. In response to Feng Qinghan's seemingly casual questions, the three of them didn't dare to say a word, including Feng Yan.
"Feng Yan?"
"I don't know."
"I don't know?"
"yes."
Feng Yan dared to speak only after Feng Qinghan called his name. Unfortunately, he was unable to answer Feng Qinghan's words. Feng Qinghan put down his wine glass, shook the fan in his hand, and looked at Feng Yan and the other two.
"So Canyun doesn't know either?"
"The Second Protector never said that."
This time it was one of the followers who answered. Since Feng Qinghan asked this, of course they were the ones to answer, since they were sent by Canyun to pick up Feng Qinghan.
"By the way, it seems like I haven't seen Phantom for several days. Where did she go?"
"This, the whereabouts of the Phantom Protector are always erratic, and I don't know either."
"Oh? Erratic?"
Feng Qinghan repeated Feng Yan's words with a wicked smile in his eyes.
"Forget it. Tell Canyun that I will be back before the end of the month. Please make good arrangements for the palace before I go back."
"yes!"
"Master, are you planning to--"
"Well, it's time, and there's this opportunity."
Just by saying it, without giving any details, the subordinates nodded. Feng Yan also knew it of course. It was as if as long as Feng Qinghan opened his mouth, they could give a response at any time. It would be more appropriate to say that they had already adapted to it.
"Go and get ready. We will leave Weicheng tonight and meet our important guests on the road."
"yes!!"
There was no hesitation, no hesitation, it was simply commonplace, but it seemed not to be the case, perhaps it was just that they had long been accustomed to Feng Qinghan's behavior pattern, to them, Feng Qinghan's words were absolute orders, they had to obey absolutely, even doubting and asking questions were not allowed; even if allowed, if they didn't choose the right time, then they would die for it, it seemed so simple, but it was very in their eyes, in the Wind Wolf, anyone who wanted to live longer should talk less and do more, if they were not careful, they would be in another place; human life is precious, it is a creature living between heaven and earth, but in the Wind Wolf, in this killer organization, they are just breathing creatures, nothing more.
"I can't wait."
Feng Qinghan waved the folding fan in his hand, with an expectant expression on his face, as if he completely regarded the people around him as transparent. This was understandable, because he was the King of Wind Wolf. This person who only controlled the fate of all the people in the Wind Wolf, just looking at him, seemed to control the lives of all the people in the world. He always liked new things and hated troubles . Now there was only one person who could interest him, a person he himself didn't even know if he really loved. Now he didn't know that this only person and thing that interested him would lead him to the end!
At the appointed time, Yinyin was sent to a carriage to leave [Weicheng]. It was a not luxurious but quite exquisite team, led by Zhou Yan's most trusted confidant Zuo Yu. It can be seen that Zhou Yan was very careful in protecting Yinyin...
"Listen, you must protect the princess no matter what the circumstances."
"I will protect the princess till my death."
Everything was ready, and the team could set off at any time with just one order. At this last moment, before leaving, Zhou Yan still had only Yin Yin in his eyes. Looking at Yin Yin, he seemed to have thousands of words to say to her. But even so, Zhou Yan still looked at Yin Yin who was saying goodbye to Han Ji without saying a word...
"Yin Yin——"
"Sister Han Ji!"
"No matter what happens, you must protect yourself and take good care of yourself. I don't know when we will be together again after this separation. I sincerely look forward to that day. If we are destined to meet again, I will have something to tell you then."
When saying goodbye to Yinyin, Han Ji's words were very confusing. In Yinyin's ears, her tone was undoubtedly a farewell of life and death. Yinyin looked at Han Ji just closed her eyes, with unspeakable pain written on her face, and held Yinyin's hands tightly with both hands...
"Sister Han Ji——"
How could Yinyin not see it? And Han Ji's hands holding hers were obviously trembling slightly. She wanted to ask Han Ji the reason, but she chose to remain silent. That was because she knew that if she asked, it would only make Han Ji more painful, so she didn't ask. She believed that this was the best response to Han Ji. Looking at Han Ji in front of her, and then looking at Zhou Yan beside her, Zhou Yan's sight was indeed looking at this side, but he was only looking at her and not Han Ji. Yinyin knew that Han Ji and Zhou Yan had a political marriage, but after all, they had been together for several years. Could it be that Zhou Yan couldn't see Han Ji's pain at this moment? Yinyin was blind...
