Han Feng did not refuse Lao Zhangyin's invitation. After bowing to the other party, he came forward and sat on the futon in front of the other party. The two sat opposite each other.
Han Feng said casually: "Master Zhangyin, this junior is here to ask you for advice on chess skills again. Our game yesterday is not over yet, so let's finish it today."
Hearing this, the wrinkles on the face of the withered old palm moved slightly, and a pair of pupilless eyes opened and closed, looking at Han Feng.
A kind smile appeared on his face, he waved his hand and said: "Haha... I won't play chess with the young master today. I will save this round for us to play again later."
Han Feng's heart moved slightly when he heard this, but he nodded silently without saying anything.
Then the old palm print spoke again: "Young Master has been living in seclusion all day, teaching the prince and princess, and you have to come to play chess with the old man from time to time. Don't you feel depressed?"
Han Feng smiled and shook his head, "Haha... Master Zhangyin is joking. This junior has received a favor and been canonized as a young master. It is his duty to teach the prince and princess.
As for playing chess with Master Zhang Yin, Zhang Yin's earnest teachings have also benefited the younger generation a lot. Is there any reason to be depressed? "
Hearing these words, Lao Zhangyin raised his head, stroked his beard and smiled, and then looked at Han Feng with a pair of white eyes glowing with strange light, which meant a lot.
"Having said that, the young master is a young man after all. Even if the young man is old, he cannot stay locked in the palace gate all day long and deal with old antiques like the old man. It's time for the young master to go out for a walk and get some fresh air."
Hearing what Old Palm Print said, Han Feng's heart trembled and he was a little surprised.
Could it be that this old palm print saw something?
As he interacted with the Master Palm Print these days, Han Feng also learned from the people around him that this old man's status was extremely extraordinary.
Long before Emperor Yan came to the throne, the old palm seal had been in charge of the Si Tianjian and guarded the Tianwu Realm. Even though Tuoba Feixiong respected the old man, the strength of the master palm seal had always been a mystery, and no one had ever I've seen him take action.
Just when Han Feng was in doubt, Lao Zhangyin spoke again: "Young Master, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to play chess with you tomorrow. I've made an appointment with a guest to play a game of chess here tomorrow."
Han Feng heard this and asked subconsciously: "Who does Mr. Palmprint want to play against?"
The old palm print muttered slightly, "The Imperial Master of the Tianyuan Dynasty, Huangfu Sheng."
Hearing this name, Han Feng was shuddered again. He had been staying in the palace these days, but he actually wanted to avoid this person.
Because in these days, Han Feng often received invitations from the State Guesthouse. It was the invitation from the National Master, but Han Feng turned a blind eye.
He knew that this person was too dangerous, so it was best to have less contact with him.
Regarding his big plan for tomorrow, Han Feng was originally worried about the "Master of the State" outside the palace and was worried that something would go wrong. Unexpectedly, he got the news today that Lao Zhangyin would make an appointment with Huangfu Sheng to play chess tomorrow.
The two are indeed a coincidence, but it seems that Lao Zhangyin did it deliberately.
For a moment, Han Feng looked at this old man who was in his twilight years. He felt more and more unpredictable and felt uneasy in his heart.
The old palm print looked at Han Feng with a smile, "Young Master, today I have to rest quietly and prepare for tomorrow's game. Young Master, please come back."
Han Feng was full of thoughts. Hearing this, he hesitated and cupped his hands at the other party and said, "Then take my leave, junior."
When Han Feng turned around and walked towards the bottom of the tower, the sound of palm prints came from behind again.
"Young master, it's a smooth trip here. Don't forget that this game of chess with the old man is not over yet..."
When Han Feng heard this, his body trembled. When he suddenly turned around, the figure of the old palm print had disappeared on the futon.
Han Feng was dazed for a moment, his expression changed, and finally he walked away from Si Tianjian.
After returning to the East Palace, Han Feng's mind was still a little hard to calm down. Recalling today's conversation with Lao Zhangyin, he had too many doubts and uneasiness.
However, Han Feng knew that he only had this chance, and he would fight for it no matter what!
So in the side room of the small courtyard of the East Palace, Han Feng sat cross-legged and started to run the Tao Xuan Jue.
He seemed to be practicing quietly, but his mind had already stirred up the Demon Refining Pot, and he got in touch with the two big guys on the first and second floors of Jiuchongtian respectively, and began to bargain with them and make certain necessary agreements. .
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At night, Han Feng turned off the lights and went to bed as usual.
Lying flat on the bed, his mind was spinning, and he quickly reviewed tomorrow's plan for the final time to prevent any mistakes.
However, at this moment, the closed screen window in the room moved slightly, and a breeze blew through the side room.
When Han Feng was confused, a cold and playful voice came from the inside of the bed next to him.
"Master Han, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you still miss me?"
When Han Feng heard this, his body tensed up instantly and his back felt slightly cold.
There is only one woman in this palace who can call herself "this palace" by her real surname and can touch her bed so skillfully, and that is Tuoba Ningyue.
Turning his head to look at the inside of the bed, he saw that a graceful body was already reclining. Tuoba Ningyue put a hand on her cheek, her phoenix eyes slightly raised, looking at her coldly.
After Han Feng was shocked and doubtful, he quickly regained his composure. He could not help but reveal a sneer on his face and said: "Your Highness, you touched the official's bed in the middle of the night and spread the word, but it would be detrimental to the princess' reputation."
Hearing this, Tuoba Ningyue raised a sarcastic smile and said: "Master Han, are you afraid that this matter will spread out and damage the reputation of this palace, or are you afraid that your own life will be in danger?"
Han Feng responded calmly, "Both."
Tuoba Ningyue snorted coldly, and then said: "I came here today to say goodbye to the young master."
"Farewell?" Han Feng couldn't help but be stunned.
"Tomorrow the Imperial Palace will personally lead troops to the southeastern border to guard the border."
Upon hearing this, Han Feng couldn't help but be shocked, and immediately thought of the Qianlan Empire stationing troops on the border.
Seeing the change in Han Feng's expression, Tuoba Ningyue smiled faintly and said, "It seems that you are very concerned about the affairs of the Qianlan Empire."
Han Feng remained silent, but Tuoba Ningyue continued: "It doesn't matter if I tell you, the Qianlan Empire has come to ask for someone from my Great Yan Empire, and what they want... is you!"
"What!"
Han Feng sat up from the bed in shock, in disbelief.
Tuoba Ningyue looked at Han Feng with a look of confusion on his face, and said to himself: "I never expected that the reaction of the Qianlan Empire would be so huge after catching such a small character like you. , that guy named "Zhang Dingnan" is just causing trouble at the border.
Now, even your Qianlan Empire's Zhenbei King has personally led the Biao tribe's army to the north to invade the border of our Great Yan Empire. This is indeed beyond my expectation.
If I had not investigated your background, I would have even doubted whether I had captured the "Prince" of the Qianlan Empire. "
As soon as these words came out, even Han Feng himself was stunned because he heard an unexpected person.
"King of Zhenbei!?"
