Not happy to see him?

What did he anger his father and that he was so unhappy to see him?

Jiu Qing said lightly: "What has the Fourth Brother did to make his father unhappy?"

"...It's nothing." Han Yu lowered his eyes and unconsciously clenched the corner of the quilt. "It turns out that my son angered his father, it's a very common thing, it's better not to say it."

Is that true?

But those who angered their father were other people's sons, and the royal family was not without them, but such a thing should not have happened to Han Yu... No, maybe he shouldn't say that.

When they had a good relationship, their father warned Han Yu several times not to get too close to her and to keep the distance that the monarch and ministers should have.

However, although Han Yu never resisted on the surface, he just admitted his mistakes in a gentle manner when facing his father's scolding. Even if he was punished, he endured it in a humble and gentle manner. He never had a slight complaint, nor did he resist.

But he never really obeyed the orders of his father. Every time she ran to Hanyu's palace, he was doting with a smile, letting her rely on trust, and doing everything he could to make her happy. He had to do anything to eat, wear and use whatever she liked.

Looking at Wenrun without any edges, in fact, there are things he has to stick to in his bones.

Jiuqing's eyes were frozen in his hands holding the corner of the quilt. Those hands could only be described as thin now.

In half a year, six months, and one hundred and eighty days, can a gentle, elegant and noble man be tortured to this extent in just one hundred and eighty days?

Jiuqing closed his eyes.

"No matter whether my father is happy to see you, there is only one New Year Festival a year, and the Fourth Brother will still participate." Jiu Qing said, slowly raising his hand, facing upwards, and two clusters of red light slowly rose from his palms.

The palm turned around, and the white white palm approached Han Yu's chest. A hot stream of true energy entered his body at a slow speed, like a gurgling stream, melting into his limbs and bones bit by bit.

Han Yu didn't stop him, nor was he able to stop him. Besides, he knew in his heart that no one could stop what Jiuqing decided to do.

The effect of the seven-character mantra is better than the magic medicine.

The weak and weak body slowly recovered its strength, and the pale and colorless face gradually became rosy. Han Yu slowly closed his eyes and felt the strong and hot true energy driving away the cold poison in his body bit by bit, and there was a feeling of ice and fire.

As the meridians gradually condensed by the cold air, they were slowly opened and relaxed by the hot air flow. The surging of the air flow in the body from slow to fast. With the long-lost unbearable pain and cold heat, fine sweat slowly emerged from Han Yu's pale forehead.

But he didn't move, leaning quietly and gentlely on the head of the bed, and he moved by Jiuqing.

Even if Jiu Qing applied a little more skill at this time, he would not show any resistance.

Time passes little by little.

Before the incoming true energy reached the limit that Han Yu's body could bear, Jiuqing slowly withdrew his hands, looked at Han Yu's healthier face and said lightly: "Is the fourth brother sweating? Go and take a shower, Ye Jin and I are waiting for you outside."

Ye Jin?

Han Yu was slightly stunned, subconsciously turned his head and looked out, and then he saw the man standing quietly at the door and guarding the door, wearing a red dress, dazzling and beautiful in his eyes.

There are so many girls in the world, who can resist such a peerless charm?
Chapter completed!