Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Chapter 202 Ingratitude and Deceit (37)

Upon hearing this, Gu Yao couldn't help but clench his fist on the brocade quilt.

He looked at Han Shu, a very slight smile playing on his lips. "Han Shu should know the answer, shouldn't he?"

Han Shu looked into those clear, amber-like eyes and sighed softly.

Yes, he and Ah Tang are the same kind of people.

Persistent and obsessive.

Once you've made up your mind about something, you'll never turn back, even if it means self-destruction.

Once Ah Tang acknowledges that little emperor, she won't leave easily.

Seeing the uncertain expression on Han Shu's face, Gu Yao couldn't help but comfort him, "Didn't Han Shu and Senior Brother get together in the same way back then? You and Senior Brother are both straightforward people."

Han Shu seemed to remember something, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"In that case, your senior brother and I will devote all the resources of Medicine King Valley and Sifang Pavilion to developing an antidote for you. Ying Lian has already made some initial progress."

"Take care of yourself. Don't send all your bodyguards out to investigate again. If this happens again, I'll personally bring you back."

Han Shu picked up his sword, stood up, patted Gu Yao on the shoulder, and turned to leave.

Ying Lian peeked furtively from the doorway and, seeing Han Shu come out, pulled him aside. "Why are you still letting him get away with this? If he stays in the capital any longer, the next time we see him, it might be his corpse!"

Han Shu looked at the angry man, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Can you stop him?"

Ying remained silent.

A second critical hit!

"Why are you still taking that brat's side? Whose side are you on anyway?"

Han Shu looked at the person who was embarrassed and angry with a bit of a laugh, "Of course I'm on your side, but can you really guarantee that you can develop an antidote within three and a half years?"

He should remain silent.

“Ah Lian, you should know Ah Tang’s personality. Even if I take him back to the Medicine King’s Mansion today, he will always find a chance to escape.”

At this point, Han Shu paused, "Besides, that young emperor is not someone easy to get along with."

Han Shu's eyes darkened slightly as he recalled the young man he had exchanged blows with earlier that day.

This little wolf cub is definitely not simple.

Upon hearing this, Ying Lian became extremely irritated and angrily scratched his head. "What's wrong with the people of Medicine King Valley? They're all stubborn mules!"

Han Shu raised an eyebrow upon hearing this and looked at the person beside him who was chattering on and on.

Ying, the senior disciple of Medicine King Valley, Lian.

Ying·Jielu·Lian.

She looks exactly the same as when we first met, unchanged.

Even knowing full well that he's a fraud, he still manages to stand in front of me.

It really is a likable appearance.

Han Shu cupped the young man's face in his hands and smoothed the wrinkles between his brows with the pad of his thumb.

"Ah Lian, don't frown."

Ying Lian was taken aback by Han Shu's sudden action. He stared blankly at the person in front of him, his voice trembling, "Ah, Ah Han..."

Seeing Ying Lian's dazed expression, Han Shu couldn't resist any longer. Before the young man could finish speaking, he placed a gentle kiss on him.

fleeting.

Ying Lian looked at the aloof face in front of him; it was his favorite look.

He's usually the one who takes the initiative.

Only after being thoroughly worn down by him will Han Shu take the initiative to get close to him.

Han Shu, just like his name suggests, is cold and aloof to the core.

Such closeness today is extremely rare.

The gentle touch still felt like it was on his lips, making Ying Lian lick his lips involuntarily.

Han Shu's eyes darkened, but he withdrew his hand first.

He leaned close to Ying Lian's ear and whispered, "Lian, shall we finish learning the sword techniques you didn't finish learning before today?"

The young man's voice was cool and aloof, like striking ice or jade; the vibrations in your eardrums made your heart vibrate along with them.

Ying Lian's mind went blank for a moment, and he could only nod blankly.

He only realized what was happening after being led through half of the training.

Looking sideways at Han Shu, who was personally instructing her in swordsmanship, she said with a hint of helplessness, "Wouldn't you call this your charm tactic?"

Han Shu led the group in practicing the next move, and chuckled softly, "Even if it's a 'handsome man' tactic, it's only for you."

People who never say sweet words on a normal day always make others' hearts flutter when they do.

Upon hearing this, Ying Lian turned his head away and said no more.

He fell for their trap today; he admits his defeat.

Han Shu looked at the earlobe that was red in the sunlight, chuckled softly, and continued to lead the people in sword practice.

***

Gu Yao took the hot soup from Han Shu's hand and took a small sip.

The warm soup soothed his restless stomach, and he couldn't help but squint.

"Han Shu's cooking skills are still as good as ever."

Hearing Gu Yao's praise, Han Shu smiled and said, "If A Tang likes it, come back to Medicine King Valley with us, and I'll cook for you every day."

Gu Yao forced a smile and quickly waved his hand, "No need, no need, I'm afraid my senior brother will assassinate me."

Han Shu sneered as he looked at the young man who had instantly cowered.

"Get out!"

Gu Yao lowered his head to drink his soup, feeling that the sentence sounded very familiar, even the tone was so familiar.

It seems that people who spend a lot of time together really do get influenced by each other.

With the soup empty, Gu Yao wore a fawning smile. "Han Shu, I've been in the manor for twelve days now. Counting the five days I was unconscious, that's seventeen days in total. When can I leave?"

That humble tone was truly heartbreaking to hear and brought tears to the eyes of all who heard it!

Han Shu looked at Gu Yao's complexion, which had become much rosier.

Putting down the bowl in his hand, Gu Yao quickly handed over a clean handkerchief.

Han Shu glanced at Gu Yao before taking the handkerchief to wipe his mouth. "We won't stop you. If you want to go out, you can go out tomorrow. Just one thing: make sure the guards accompany you."

Gu Yao's secret guards have been urgently recalled, and only a few remain who can return to the capital after finishing their current tasks.

Upon hearing Han Shu mention the secret guards, Gu Yao's gaze became somewhat unfocused, and he gripped the spoon with excessive force, actually snapping the ceramic handle in two.

Hearing a crisp sound, Han Shu turned around and asked, "A-Tang, what's wrong?"

Gu Yao looked at the spoon that had broken in two in his hand and smiled. "It's nothing."

Seeing that Gu Yao seemed preoccupied, Han Shu said no more.

He sent out all his secret guards throughout his life hoping they would all survive, but unexpectedly, they ended up staying by his side.

Gu Yao had a headache, his mind filled with images of the few remaining bodyguards from his previous life dying tragically.

My head is throbbing.

Forget it, I don't want to.

It's time to find them a way out.

On the other side, Bu Shaoluan, who had not seen Shen Xuntang for nearly twenty days, looked increasingly gloomy.

He looked at Qingyan kneeling before him, his bent fingertips gently tapping the corner of the table, producing a clear, rhythmic sound.

"You mean your uncles want to see me?"

Qingyan lowered her head, not daring to look up, and only responded with a soft "yes".

The boy who had spent seven or eight years with her in the cold palace was now becoming increasingly unfathomable to her.

The crisp tapping sound was like a heavy hammer, striking Qingyan's heart again and again.

Just when she thought the young man wouldn't agree, Bu Shaoluan smiled and said, "Alright, let's set it for the next time we go to the capital to report on our duties."

Having received the answer she wanted, Qingyan stepped back and looked up at the young man.

The boy's face was half-hidden in the darkness, and although his smile was gentle and faint, it gave her a chilling feeling.