Chapter 140: The Fury of the Two Heroes (1)
At noon, the rain had stopped, but the weather was still very bad, and there was even a strong wind, and it felt like a rainstorm was about to come...
In an elegant mansion, a group of people were walking on the corridor. The two people in the middle were Feng Qinghan and Zhao Ziheng. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but except for Feng Qinghan and Zhao Ziheng, everyone else seemed very nervous, not to mention the entourage who followed them, even the person leading the way was the same. This discovery made Zhao Ziheng frown slightly.
Noticing Zhao Ziheng's subtle movements, Feng Qinghan turned around and asked: "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Zhao Ziheng said lightly. In fact, he shouldn't be surprised by these people's reactions. After all, they used to belong to the same organization, and the person who led more afraid than nervous. This was also not difficult to understand, because Feng Qinghan was their former master. He didn't know how terrible Feng Qinghan was, but what was certain was that these people's feelings towards Feng Qinghan were definitely not just fear.
As soon as Feng Qinghan opened his mouth, the guide's heart was in his throat, but when he heard Zhao Ziheng's indifferent tone, he almost stopped breathing, because he did not expect that someone could speak to Feng Qinghan like this.
However, Feng Qinghan himself didn't care about Zhao Ziheng's attitude. Instead, he looked past Zhao Ziheng and smiled at the courtyard: "It's really a very elegant mansion. No wonder she chose it here."
Zhao Ziheng turned a deaf ear to Feng Qinghan's words. Now he only had Yinyin in his heart. In fact, he was very worried on the way here. He had never been so nervous before. It didn't matter how long they hadn't seen each other. What mattered was what to say after they met. Zhao Ziheng couldn't imagine what kind of treatment Yinyin would receive after being captured. If possible, he hoped to see Yinyin unscathed... Zhao Ziheng had never been so nervous on the battlefield, even when he was facing life and death. It turned out that there was still only one person who could make him waver; so Zhao Ziheng suppressed his eagerness and continued to follow with a blank expression, because every step forward proved that he was one step closer to Yinyin, so he couldn't stop.
Maybe he noticed Zhao Ziheng's urgency, maybe not, Feng Qinghan stopped talking , because he was unsure, especially after hearing Canfeng's report, he couldn't imagine what Huanling would become now, so even if Huanling did something to Yinyin, he wouldn't feel strange; on the contrary, according to Huanling's previous personality, it would be strange if he didn't do anything to Yinyin. Feng Qinghan didn't want to think about this problem because he didn't want to face Yinyin who was hurt because of him; therefore, since he couldn't guarantee something, how could he comfort Zhao Ziheng? So he had to use silence to cover up his worries.
At this moment , the sound of a piano was heard. Zhao Ziheng did not react immediately, but Feng Qinghan reacted immediately and frowned slightly at the music.
When Zhao Ziheng noticed the sound of the piano, he was a little surprised. After living in the palace for a long time, even though he was not familiar with music, he still admired the beauty and skill of the sound. He was sure of the superb piano skills of the person playing the piano, but he was curious about who it was? And why was he so leisurely and elegant at this time? He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Zhao Ziheng felt familiar with the sound; he turned his head to ask Feng Qinghan, but when he saw Feng Qinghan's usually calm face revealing a trace of unhappiness that was difficult to conceal, he knew that he already knew who was playing. Since it was someone Feng Qinghan knew, it was not difficult to guess who it was, so Zhao Ziheng turned around and continued to move forward.
Under the guidance of the guide, Zhao Ziheng and Feng Qinghan were brought to the pavilion beside the pond, where they also saw the person playing the piano. The guide left after bringing them there, which meant that there were only three of them in the pavilion...
As soon as Zhao Ziheng and Feng Qinghan arrived at the pavilion, the sound of the piano stopped. The person in front of the piano platform looked up at the two of them. She first looked at Feng Qinghan and stayed on him for a long time, then turned her eyes to Zhao Ziheng and stayed on him. She smiled and said: "It's really unexpected. I didn't expect that the dignified King Zhao would come here."
Looking at the person in front of him, Zhao Ziheng didn't say anything. Maybe he didn't know what to say. Or maybe, nothing could affect him as much as one person? So he could still ignore everything in front of him with an expressionless face?
I believe that no matter who it is, anyone who knows the woman in white will be curious and at least ask questions, but Zhao Ziheng remained silent, and did not even frown from beginning to end. It is not surprising why he said that , because the person in front of him is someone Zhao Ziheng has seen before, except for the voice; Feng Qinghan standing next to Zhao Ziheng saw his reaction, and only when he was sure that he would not have any reaction, Feng Qinghan cast his eyes on the person in front of him and said: "What? Are you going to receive me with this face?"
As smart as Zhao Ziheng was, he naturally understood what Feng Qinghan meant, and the rest of his words were self-evident. Besides, Feng Qinghan had reminded him before, so the woman in front of him must be an illusion without a doubt.
"I thought you would like it. At least I know you don't want to see my face." Phantom said with a smile.
Feng Qinghan frowned slightly, not denying Huan Ling's words, which meant admitting them. He habitually opened the folding fan in his hand and said with a smile: "So you still have self-awareness."
This was a complete provocation to anyone, but Huan Ling accepted it as if he was used to it.
