[Jian Wang III] Prosperous Tang Dynasty

In the Prince's Mansion of Dongping County, the servants walked hurriedly and looked panic-stricken.

In the bedroom of the main courtyard, An Lushan was sitting on the bed, raising his arms to have the wounds on his waist and abdomen treated for him.

He was not seriously injured, much lighter than outside rumors.Those five assassins disguised as Liyuan disciples were not very strong at first, and he alone was enough to kill them, but the masked man who suddenly appeared later was more difficult. If Shi Chaoyi hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid his injuries would not have been serious. as light as it is now.

The white bandage covered the wound layer by layer, and the end of the bandage was carefully packed and tucked under the bandage, and there was no trace of the bandage head at all.

Li Zhu'er, the personal eunuch, put on a tunic for him, and An Lushan waved his hand to let everyone go down, leaving only his two sons, Yan Zhuang, and Shi Chaoyi.

"In two days, I will return to Fanyang." An Lushan took a sip of the tea offered by his elder son An Qingzong, with a gloomy expression on his face.

An Qingzong was taken aback, and asked cautiously, "Father is going to make trouble?"

"It's too early to start now, but we have to make preparations..." An Lushan looked up at them, and his gaze fell on Shi Chaoyi, "Chaoyi and I will return to Fanyang. Redundant action."

"Yes." Shi Chaoyi leaned over and cupped his hands, without any doubt.

An Qingzong was a little flustered, and couldn't help but stepped forward: "Father is already preparing to start an incident, why don't you bring your son back to Fan Yang? It's too dangerous to stay in Beijing, son..."

"Brother!" An Qingxu grabbed his arm, interrupted his words, and shook his head lightly at him, "Father has his own considerations, we just need to listen to what Dad says."

An Lushan took a deep look at the eldest son, sighed, and waved his hands, "Go down, I'm going to rest."

The four of them resigned one after another, Shi Chaoyi went to take care of the matter of leaving the capital, talked to them and left the main courtyard.

Yan Zhuang was about to go back to his room, when he turned around, he saw An Qingzong's panicked face, hesitated for a while, and called the two brothers to stop.

"You two gentlemen, wait a moment," he turned sideways, and stood in the shadow with his brothers to avoid the scorching Xia Yang, "The master kept the two gentlemen in the capital, not to abandon the two of you. My son, please don't misunderstand me, my master."

An Qingzong wiped the sweat from his forehead, his expression was very irritable, "Who knows what Father thinks..."

"The two gentlemen both serve in the court. If they return to Fan Yang with the master, the sage will be suspicious. Now that the sage favors the master, even if they stay in the capital, the two of them will not be in any danger. You can rest assured."

"I don't know that the saint favors daddy, but, but daddy will... the saint is furious, what is the way for us brothers to stay in the capital?!"

"Calm down, don't be in a hurry." Yan Zhuang raised his hand and lowered his voice, "There is no fixed time yet, and the two of you are still safe in the capital within this year. When there is an incident, we will naturally We will send someone to bring you back safely."

An Qingzong took a heavy breath in annoyance and didn't speak any more. An Qingxu was much calmer than him. Although he was a little worried, he wasn't too emotional.

"Father doesn't seem to have fully planned this matter yet," An Qingxu said, "If we are in court, it will be more convenient for Father's affairs. Brother, just listen to Father's words, and nothing will happen. of."

"I won't disobey Father's words, it's just that I don't know what to say..."

"who?!"

An Qingxu yelled suddenly, and the dagger in his hand flew out towards the grass on the opposite side, only to hear a metal ding sound, the flowers rustled, and the blade of grass was sliced ​​off by the waist.

He rushed up one step at a time, but all he saw was a short knife stuck obliquely in the ground, and there was no human figure.

"What's wrong?" Yan Zhuang followed closely and looked around, "What did you see?"

"Maybe I was wrong..." An Qingxu leaned over to pick up the short knife, his thick and thick knife eyebrows slightly frowned.

Yan Zhuang didn't notice anything, and when he was about to speak, he suddenly heard a commotion in the outer courtyard.

"Come here, there are assassins!!"

The sharp cry was like the sound of tiles being scraped, it was so ugly that it gave goosebumps all over the body.

An Qingxu rushed over, An Qingzong followed closely, Yan Zhuang followed a few steps, then suddenly changed direction and hurried to An Lushan's bedroom.

Just arrived at the archway connecting the outer courtyard and the inner courtyard, a figure with a strong smell of blood staggered in, and An Qingxu dodged backwards, so as not to kick up.

That person is Li Zhu'er, the most trusted servant around An Lushan.

An Qingxu picked him up and asked, "Where is the assassin?"

Li Zhuer, whose face was half covered in blood, was holding his arms, his eyes were still out of focus, trembling all over, and his teeth were chattering, "In...in the second-class lower house..."

An Qingxu shook off him and ran in quickly.

Li Zhu'er staggered and managed to hold on to the wall to stand firm. He looked at An Qingxu and An Qingzong who had already run away with terrified eyes, lowered his head and took a deep breath.

On the big tree behind him, a non-existent, almost transparent figure was leaning on the tree trunk with arms folded.

The dappled sunlight leaking from the branches and green leaves seemed to pass through her body and fall on the bark and roots. Under the white hood, a pair of blue almond eyes looked at Li Zhuer, and then casually looked at the lower courtyard in the distance .

Li Zhu'er seemed to feel something, straightened up slightly, and turned to look at the tree behind him.

There was no one on the branches.

The noon sun is very hot, and the flowers and plants are a little wilted. The lotus leaves that cover half of the water surface in the pond condense water droplets. The lotus fragrance, when the wind blows and bends the lotus leaves, the water drops fall into the water and slowly sway.

The National Teacher's Mansion is quiet and quiet, it seems that even the scorching air waves are avoided here, and the coolness is refreshing.

Su Jixian, who was lying on the bed, woke up from a deep sleep, his head was like stuffed with wet cotton, heavy and chaotic, his whole body was limp and his bones were soft.

The temperature in the quilt was just right, warm but not hot, very refreshing, so he didn't want to move at all, and continued to stay in bed with peace of mind, closed his eyes and turned over, and fell asleep again.

"...Sir?"

"Hmm..." The nasal response was soft, full of sleepiness and laziness, Su Jixian closed his eyes and turned his body back again, raising his limp arms.

Lu Lingfeng's unique faint amber fragrance hit her, and a slightly messy breath hit her cheek. Su Jixian put her arms around his neck familiarly, hooked them slightly, and raised her waist slightly so that he could reach behind him pick him up.

However, Lu Lingfeng didn't move after wrapping his arms around his waist. Su Jixian lay on the bed and waited for a while, then gently tugged at his silver hair, "What's wrong...?"

"My lord, you've been sleeping for more than a month..." Lu Lingfeng hugged him, and pressed her forehead to the side of his neck, carefully, not to press him down, "It's already June."

Su Jixian was taken aback.

"Miss Yue invited Mr. Gu Zhilan, who practices medicine in Tiandu Town outside Chang'an, to treat you, but...the results are still not satisfactory. If you still don't wake up, I'm afraid you will have to go to Qingyan to find Mr. Sun."

Su Jixian's fingers lightly ran through his long silver hair, slid down a little, pinched the back of his neck weakly, "I'm fine... Has An Lushan left the capital yet?"

"Well, I left in late May, and now... should be in Fan Yang." Lu Lingfeng rubbed his face, hugged him and sat up, "Can you sit still?"

"……Can."

Hands and feet neatly waited for him to wash up, and fed him the meat porridge brought up by Yinwei. It was not until his spirit improved that Lu Lingfeng was slightly relieved, and took the outer robe for him to put on.

"Miss Yue went out again early this morning, and I don't know when she will come back." He squatted in front of the window, put on socks and boots for him, got up and carried him to the wheelchair, and pushed him out to get some air. "Doctor Gu is still in the mansion. It should be in the medicine garden now."

Su Jixian put the white fox that ran into his arms from the end of the bed on his lap. The sunlight outside was so bright that he couldn't keep his eyes open. When he closed his eyes, he still felt dizzy.

"My lord, don't sleep." Lu Lingfeng stretched out her hand from behind to touch his cheek, "If you feel that wandering around like this is boring, why don't Ruo Lingfeng talk about the situation in the capital during this time?"

"Um... that's fine too."

"Princess Cui of Guangping gave birth to a daughter, who was very much loved by the present and the crown prince. On the day she died, she was named the princess of Shengping, and the status of the emperor's eldest grandson, King Guangping, also improved a lot. Several people died in succession, and the government was outraged. Both the government and the opposition kept their mouths shut to avoid suspicion. It was Prime Minister Yang who handed over a secret document requesting house arrest on Anlu Mountain, but he was criticized instead. After going up, An Lushan asked to leave the capital within two or three days, his two sons remained in the court, and he returned to Fanyang alone. Today, I have given permission, and I have given him a lot of things..."

"The Artemisia annua..."

"Everything is going well, and all future troubles have been eliminated, young master, don't worry." Lu Lingfeng raised his chin again to prevent him from falling asleep, and suddenly heard the slight sound of hurried footsteps, she quickly took out the mask from her bosom and put it on for him.

The silver-white mask with Lu Lingfeng's body temperature stuck to his face, Su Jixian perked up a little, and then a white figure with a slight sweat smell fell down in front of him.

"Lonely!!!"

Su Jixian frowned slightly, Lu Lingfeng dragged the wheelchair back a few steps, and Bai Ying was held up in the air by the hidden guard.

"noob?"

"Jixian, you finally woke up!" Liu Mubai thumped his limbs for a while, his face was a little pale, and his expression was vaguely panicked and grateful, and then he shouted at the top of his throat: "Xiaoyue! Your brother woke up!!"

Then there was another rush of footsteps, Chen Yue ran over from behind the arch, followed by Ye Xuan who was holding a basket of herbs.

Chen Yue wasn't very fat in the first place, but when she woke up and found that she suddenly lost weight, Su Jixian felt very distressed.

"Brother..." She squatted in front of the wheelchair with tears streaming down her face, holding his hand in an attempt to calm herself down so that she could diagnose his pulse.

"I'm fine." Su Jixian raised a hand, and gently covered her face with a slightly cool palm, with a gentle voice, "I'm fine."

"Brother, you scared me..." Chen Yue buried her face in his palm, sobbing softly, "I thought... thought you would never wake up again..."

"I'm sorry." Su Jixian caressed her thin face, closed his eyes, and let out a long sigh from the bottom of his heart.