The first thing the child saw when he woke up was the elaborate bed top, which stunned him at first glance.
By the way, wasn’t he chased into the pit by a giant wolf in the snow forest?
He was in a daze for a while before he came to his senses - he must have been rescued by someone after he had hit Tianyun.
So the child began to pay attention to the surrounding environment. Before he could look at his eyes, he first noticed that the room was as warm as spring. In a blink of an eye, he saw a brazier in the middle of the hall, and the incense burner next to the basin was slowly spitting light smoke. For the last glance, he moved to the table and stopped moving.
A man sat at the table, holding a roll in his hand, looking at it attentively, wearing a dark blue robe, leaning on the table with his elbow, a little lazy.
He was so stunned when he saw this man - after all, he was a little wild cat who had traveled all over the country. Why hadn't he seen such a beauty before?
The man had a silver hair that was soaked in the moon with snow. He held a plain hairband at the end of his hair and was slightly covered with warmth. He saw his bright side face, as beautiful as jade, with a slightly sagging eyelashes. He made a soft and light shadow on his eyes. His five fingers holding the book were slender, and his wide sleeves were gently hung on his wrist. Looking horizontally and vertically, he looked like a shadow walking out of a scroll.
The doll was half-mounted, holding the quilt head in his hand, and was about to get up, but it was half-sinkable.
The man who was stupid enough to see him finally noticed his movements and turned his eyes slightly.
The face is gentle and slightly weak, slightly sharp, but he is handsome and heroic.
"Wow..." The doll was suddenly glared back by his eyes, and accidentally hit it back on the bed, which hurt the wound.
Jun Han put the book on the table, got up and walked to the edge of the bed. The bed tent book was already neatly cage, but there was still a curtain covering his sight. He gently raised it up, and looked at the doll twisted on the couch with a smile.
The doll was stopped by him again, blinking and looking at him, after a long time, she held up a silly smile.
"Did the fall hurt?" Jun Han sat down and took up the thin little doll with one hand. He gently lifted the hair on his forehead with his fingers, and looked at a faint bloody color under the gauze.
After a moment, Jun Han let him go, and cages the quilt on him, with a soft smile hanging on his eyebrows and eyes, saying, "Be careful of catching a cold."
"Not tight, it's very warm."
Jun Han smiled lightly, and finally found the child's eyes stuck on him for a long time, and asked, "What do you think of me like this?"
"Ah? Oh... that, big brother, you're so beautiful..." The baby smiled like a silly look on his face, and he didn't look away.
"Big brother?" Jun Han couldn't help laughing and gently pinched his nose, "I'm much older than you, and it's more than enough to be your father."
"Be a dad?" The baby was stunned for a moment.
Jun Han smiled slightly and said, "What's your name?"
"Yi Chen chased."
Jun Han gently pinched his chin and savored it carefully, "No, good name."
The child smirked with his head and was stunned and wanted to ask his name. Jun Han had just observed his intentions and replied with a smile: "Jun Han."
Yi Chen smiled and said, "It sounds nice..."
Jun Han rubbed his head, smiled happily, and said, "You have a good rest. I will send someone to deliver food to you later. If you are bored in the house, just go around the yard by myself. I will handle some affairs and accompany you later."
After Jun Han gave the instructions, he got up and left. He walked past the table, took the books on the table, opened the door, and invited a few Hanxue into the house.
The gust of wind swept in, and Yi Chen, who was wrapped in the quilt, couldn't help but shivered again, his eyes wandered around and saw the neatly stacked clothes on the couch.
He glanced at him and took it up again.
"Oh my god, it's still satin..."
Jun Han left the house, watched a scene of wind and snow under the eaves, and turned around and walked towards the study.
Outside the corridor, a soft-robed subordinate came over the snow. When he approached, he said respectfully: "Master, the wife said she wanted to see you."
Standing under the corridor, Jun Han, who was furious with a cold face, was indeed stunned when he heard this. He didn't answer anything. He pulled out and broke into the snow and walked quickly.
The courtyard where Ange is located is the most exquisitely laid out. If it is spring, you can see the flowers competing for beauty, the lotus in summer will be untainted, and the red maple is like flames in autumn. Even in the cold winter, there are plum blossoms with graceful branches and trunks that add bright colors.
The only humane place in the entire Canghai Pavilion has been blocked for many years. Before Lianyin came here, only Jun Han himself would occasionally come in and take a walk.
He hurriedly climbed the house, paused in front of the door before pushing the door into the house.
Lianyin stood on the terrace at the other end of the house, standing on the railing, her clothes were thin but facing the cold wind.
Jun Han looked at her back, felt a little lonely, and asked coldly: "What's the matter with me?"
Lianyin turned around when she heard his voice. Her long hair was a little messed up by the wind, and her face was still pale.
She walked back to the room, and Jun Han closed the door with cold wind leaking, with a look of indifferent and didn't say much.
Lianyin stopped a few steps away from him, lowered her eyes, "Can I let me see the child? I haven't seen Ying'er for a long time..."
"..." Jun Han stood indifferently for a while, for a moment, turned his head and gave a wink to the servant who was standing outside the door, and then sent someone away.
When Lianyin saw that he had promised, her eyes that had been sad for a long time finally felt a little expectation.
After a while, a maid brought the child into the house, handed it to her and left.
Lianyin kept the child in her arms like a treasure, and glanced out the door again. She looked at Jun Han in confusion without seeing any movement.
Jun Han only glanced at her and looked at her, "I'll let you see her later."
Helplessly, Lianyin had to be content with this, so she held the child, turned her back, smiled softly, and gently teased the baby's tender cheeks with her slender fingers.
The child opened his eyes and had a pair of shallow glass eyes that matched the silver hair.
But before Lianyin could see enough, Jun Han waved his hand and sent someone to take the child away.
Lianyin had no choice but to hand over the child, so the square cage of the brightness around her body disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The servant who had the child brought the door with him and Lianyin looked reluctantly at the figure walking far away along the corridor outside the window paper.
Jun Han put the book on the table and approached her, "As long as you stay here, I will not hurt them."
Lianyin looked up at him, "The world is in your hands, what's the point of jailing me alone?" She asked so sadly. After asking, she didn't want to wait for Jun Han's answer, so she turned her back again, clearly not wanting to talk to him again.
Jun Han looked at her for a while, and finally left with tactfulness.
When he entered this exquisite yard, all the scenery was lost. Jun Han stood under the yard, and Ren Feixue fell on his shoulders, and a trace of coolness penetrated into his bones.
All of this shows that he still loves this woman.
He looked at the pale sky, but sighed from his heart that seemed to be cold.
Which one does he do is not concerned about her?
Jun Han raised his hand and took Bai Xue, but the snow couldn't dissolve in his palm.
From the past to the present, this woman has been engraved in his heart. It is not only lingering, but it is not even easy to get rid of her.
What kind of obsession does this feeling become?
He couldn't figure it out for a moment, so he stopped thinking about it and turned around and walked out of the yard.
An Pavilion has a window facing the courtyard door. Lianyin stood in front of the window and looked at the shadow of the wind and snow for a long time. After a long time, he could not see it anymore after a break in his heart.
Yi Chen followed the house and found that there was no one around, and the snow was bleak, but the eaves of the building were very beautiful, so it was bleak and elegant.
He was wrapped in a mess and rushed into the snow with a mysterious clothes.
The snow is not heavy now, it is floating, and it is the most pleasing to the eye.
Yi Chen chased and looked at the snow all over the sky, and couldn't believe that he had really come alive.
While he was dazed and amazed at the fate, Jun Han came to welcome the snow, smiling more than spring. Yi Chen followed him and lowered his head timidly.
He found that Jun Han was filled with a lingering and colder feeling that was better than the cold winter. It was very aggressive and a bit afraid to look up to him.
Jun Han stopped all the way to him, then half-kneeled down, smiled at him for a moment, and then patiently put on his messy collar for him.
Yi Chen stood silly and said nothing, so he let him do whatever he wanted.
"If you want, we will be called father and son in the future. You don't have to worry about survival anymore. I will protect you."
Yi Chen was stunned.
Jun Han finished his clothes for him, looked up at him with a stunned look on his face, and then asked with a smile: "What? Don't you?"
Although Yi Chenzhui had not recovered yet, he had already blurted out his words: "I'm willing!"
Jun Han's lips were covered with a lukewarm but gentle smile.
Yi Chen Zhui was not completely a child from the Central Plains. His father was a merchant from the Western Regions and married his mother from the Central Plains. Horse thieves were prevalent in the Western Regions. In an ordinary way, his father's caravan was attacked by horse thieves, and his goods and money were looted, but the whereabouts of the caravan were unknown.
As soon as his father died, his family was about to fall, and it was gone overnight, leaving only him and his mother to depend on each other. His mother was once just a singer in Qufang. After losing her husband, she lost her support. In addition, she was not in good health. Soon, only Yi Chen was chasing him in this world.
The few years should have experienced very little, but poor Yi Chen's journey of chasing his life is terrible. At this moment, memories of the past are rolling, and Yi Chen's heart is filled with blood and tears. As soon as it bursts, it flows all over his face. In the blink of an eye, the pear blossoms are covered with rain.
The child suddenly cried, and Jun Han was not at a loss. He took it for granted and gently wrapped the small figure into his arms, comforted him, patted him on the back, "It doesn't matter, this will be your home in the future."
Yi Chen cried and cried in silence, and he didn't even have the ability to think.
He didn't know why a stranger was willing to treat him so well, and he seemed to know that there was no free lunch in the world - but he couldn't refuse the warmth he had longed for.
Jun Han hugged the child peacefully, with a warm smile always on his lips, but there was a hint of undetectable depth in his eyes.
It is not easy for others to notice, let alone a child who has not entered his warm embrace while crying.
Jun Han was faint and thought for a moment, then let go of Yi Chen's pursuit and wiped the tears on his face, "I'm not afraid if I have an adoptive father here."
Chapter completed!