Chapter 482 (1/2)

”I don't want to die.” Han Zhan looked at the prince and said slowly word by word, ”you put life and death aside, I can't.”

He has a father, a squeak, and a foreseeable future. He wants to give squeak a better life. He wants to make squeak carefree all his life, so he can't. He must be a ruthless person. Only in this way can he survive in the coming troubled times and achieve his wishes.

When Han Zhan said this, his peach eyes were deep and dazzling. The prince looked at him solemnly and remained silent for a long time.

After half a ring, he said, ”but are you sure you can win?”

”Your Royal Highness?” Han Zhan smiled. ”Do you remember when you were a child, when I was reading with you, the Taifu asked you, what should you do if you are a king and know you can't return to heaven? You replied that you should try anyway.”

The prince pursed his lips and said for a long time, ”can you tell me what you and Zhongyong Hou are planning?”

”What I ask for is just a way to live.” Han Zhan said, ”but you don't have to worry. The Zhongyong Hou house has absolutely no idea of usurping the throne. It doesn't exist now and won't exist in the future.”

His Highness the prince was silent: ”I was selfish after all.”

Han Zhan said, ”it's rare to have the original intention to pursue in life. In the past, I was the same as the crown prince, but now I have a new goal and pursuit. I just want to make Zhizhi live a good life.”

”You are infatuated with the Lord of Fu'an county.” the prince sighed.

Speaking of Chu Zhi, Han Zhan's eyes softened: ”I'm lucky to marry Zhizhi.”

The prince looked at Han Zhan like this, as if he was not addicted to the secular world and had no fetters in the past. He felt very unreal yesterday, but at the same time, he felt that perhaps this was Han Zhan's true nature.

His heart was filled with envy.

The next moment, Han Zhan said, ”but your Highness the prince will meet the person who told you to put down everything and spare no effort to protect.”

Hearing the speech, Xiao Yichen didn't know why. Meng Wan suddenly appeared in his mind. He couldn't help but be stunned. Then he shook his head and lost his smile.

It was late at night after Han Zhan returned to his house.

Chu Zhi didn't sleep well. When he noticed someone, he opened his eyes and fell into a strong embrace.

”How did you come back?”

”Wake you up?”

”I couldn't sleep well.” the faint smell of chenshui fragrance drilled into my nostrils. Chu Zhi asked, ”have you bathed?”

”HMM.” Han Zhan put his chin on the shoulder socket of Chu Zhi and rubbed it, ”I know you love to be clean, so wash it early. Go to sleep. I'm so tired...”

”Han Zhan...”

”Zhizhi, I'm really tired...” Han Zhan deliberately coquettishly said, ”shall we have a truce tonight?”

Han Zhan is tired. Now he can only sleep here in Chu Zhi.

Chu Zhi pursed her lips. Han Zhan knew she didn't mean it, but she still said it on purpose.

She carefully counted Han Zhan's abnormal performance over the past ten years. What was particularly prominent was that Han Zhan would rub in front of Chu Zhi before washing, and would be blocked back by Chu Zhi. She would go back to bed after bathing obediently under the squint of Chu Zhi. Now she doesn't need Chu Zhi to say. She went first, as if to hide something.

Early the next morning, before dawn, the little boy of King Rui's house opened the door of the house bleary eyed, and he saw that there seemed to be something thrown in front of the house, which was quite big.

He rubbed his eyes and went down the steps to have a look. When he had a clear look, he was scared out of his wits, rolled and climbed, and even lost his shoes.

”Dead! No, dead -”