Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Xiao Shuo lay on the stone bed, and after a moment of silence, he took back Yun Lang's thumb that was dangling in front of his eyes, stuffed it back into the thick quilt and wrapped it tightly.

Yun Lang was easy to talk, so he asked the little prince to wrap him into a sweet rice dumpling, and he closed his eyelids contentedly.

He was no more relaxed than Xiao Shuo these days, he had worked hard to get to this day, and temporarily left the capital where the undercurrents were turbulent. Everything was settled, his obsessions and thoughts finally dissipated, and he lost half of his strength.

Yun Lang yawned comfortably, buried himself in Xiao Xiao Wangye's chest and shoulders, and fell into a deep sleep.

His Royal Highness Yan Wang embraced the little princess, lay down for a moment with his eyes open, took out the "Book of Teaching Children" from the bag, and opened the chapter "Calm and Faithful" by the light, and read it ten times over and over again.

Yun Lang slept uncomfortably, turned over and pulled Xiao Shuo's sleeve to cover his body.

Xiao Shuo closed the book, smoothed the cover and put it under the pillow.Stretching out his arms to wrap around Yunlang's shoulders, he slowly stroked the major general smooth, carefully hugging him tightly, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

A good night's sleep and clear skies.

Xiao Shuo lay flat on the stone bed and opened his eyes in the morning light.

He hadn't slept so deeply for a long time, the situation in Beijing was treacherous, there were too many local things to be wary of, no matter how relaxed his body and mind, he still had to stay alert.

In General Yun's cave, he slept soundly and dreamlessly, and when he woke up, he was still in a daze for a moment and didn't know where he was.

With his warm and soft body next to him, Xiao Shuo held Yun Lang's hand, lay down for a moment, and regained his mind.

The lamp oil was burnt out, but the cave was still lit, and the skylight came in through the gaps, and it seemed that the sun was almost noon.

The spring rain fell gently, and the cave was undisturbed. Last night, the black horse took the reins of the white horse into the cave to shelter from the rain.

After the rain, the morning breeze is clear and cool, refreshing the chest and lungs, and brushing away the last bit of unawakened tiredness.

Xiao Shuo suddenly sensed something was wrong, and turned his head to meet the clear smile overflowing from Yun Lang's eyes.

"When did you wake up?"

Xiao Shuo wanted to get up, but Yun Lang clenched his hands tightly, and he simply let go of his strength and lay back down: "Are you hungry?"

Yun Lang shook his head: "Not long ago, it's rare to see you sleeping soundly."

The little prince was really good last night, but Yun Lang was still sore and tired at this moment, he was very lazy, and didn't want to move, so he leaned back on Xiao Shuo's shoulder.

Xiao Shuo asked him to pillow one arm, and left the other hand free to caress Yun Lang's shoulder and arm.

"We took a short cut and arrived at Shuozhou three or five days earlier than the army, so there will be no delay."

Yun Lang just stood guard for the little prince so that he could sleep peacefully.Seeing Xiao Shuo wake up at this time, his mind relaxed, and he half-closed his eyes again: "Sleep for another moment..."

"Just sleep."

Xiao Shuo kissed the corners of his eyes, and said softly, "You have to sleep through and rest, so that you can fight Yanmenguan."

Yun Lang asked him to hold his wrist, and felt that Wen Run's fingertips were pressing against his veins, he pulled the corner of his mouth, and asked the little prince to take a pulse: "How is it?"

Xiao Shuo took a closer look at Yunlang's complexion, wrapped him back in his arms, and said in a warm voice, "I still owe a hundred days to lie down."

"Lie down for a hundred days? Wouldn't the bones be crispy?"

Yun Lang laughed: "I'm well-raised now, don't worry, it's no problem selling 80-[-]-year-old wine with you."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, and asked Yun Lang to rest his shoulders firmly, following the precocious position, carefully holding the acupuncture points on his shoulders, back and waist.

When the two were together before, they talked about a hundred years, even though the bottom of their hearts was hottest, there was still a slight chill.

The spying in the palace, the murderous intent in the dark, the wave of assassins who watched with cold eyes like raising Gu in Yan Wangfu these years, stepped on the tip of the knife step by step, and if they were a little careless, they would be doomed.

Cold to the bone, entrenched.

After snatching Yun Lang back from the execution ground, he knew in his heart what kind of path the two of them had taken since then.

The joint burial tomb in the land of Taiyin is not just for show.Prince Yan's Mansion has spent a lot of money in recent years. It needs to house veterans, secretly take care of the impoverished Qingshui Yamen, manage the court without leaving a trace, and go all out to Souyunlang, no matter how much money is spent, it will be like water Flower outward.

The old master was so distressed that he stomped his feet every day and sighed, but the only one who didn't dare to persuade the prince was to repair the accounts of that mausoleum.

The two walked towards a dead end, and when they reached the end, the mountains and rivers recovered, and finally they broke a way of life.

At this time, Yun Lang talked about a hundred years again, with the realness, rooted and settled in his heart, and even the usual jokes about selling wine were as real as if they were within reach.

"If you don't take good care of it, your bones will indeed be brittle after 80 years."

Xiao Shuo said slowly: "Deputy Manager Yun has a good plan. When the time comes, you will sit in the hall and tell me to be busy inside and out, so I can earn money for you and spend it."

Yun Lang told him to be half-soft and half-hard, very dissatisfied, opened his mouth to speak, and told him to turn pale from the overnight pain that came up from his waist following Xiao Shuo's push, and there was no movement for a while.

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes: "Look."

"Look at your big rabbit legs!"

Yun Lang made him angry: "Is this an old wound? Is it a chronic illness? It's clear—"

Xiao Shuo didn't move his hand away immediately, but let his palm warmly press that spot, slowly rubbing away the soreness along the meridians: "What is it?"

Yun Lang held back for a while, but couldn't speak, and became angry and bit Prince Xiao on the shoulder, closing his eyes.

Major General, this is gluttonous.

Xiao Shuo took note of the honey-burned rabbit legs, stopped the strength on the palm, moved it back into his arms, and hugged Yunlang tightly: "I won't disturb you anymore, go to sleep."

"Why are you still sleeping? Scar and the others will be here in a moment."

Yun Lang has a lot of soldiers under his hand, and it's not the first time he's recuperating in this cave, so he roughly pinpointed the exact time depending on the weather: "Although we're free and easy here, we still have to go, you and I still have things to do."

General Yun Shao led his troops to travel three hundred miles a day, and Xiao Xing seldom slept at night. He ran around day and night.

It's just that the little prince is too lazy, so he always thinks about comfort.

Yun Lang yawned at the end, and tried to stand up with his arms braced against the pain, but he was pulled back by Xiao Shuo's force.

"doing what?"

Yun Lang's body was already weak, so he asked Xiao Shuo to catch him and fell back into his arms, shaking his head with a thought in his heart: "I won't come, I won't come..."

"..." Xiao Shuo whispered, "Don't move."

Yun Lang was startled for a moment, but soon realized that something was wrong, and his gaze swept towards the gap in the cave roof like an electric turn.

Just now Xiao Shuo blocked most of it, but he almost didn't notice that the light on the top of the cave has changed.

Xiao Shuo put his arm around Yun Lang's side, covering him tightly, and asked in a low voice, "Is it a beast?"

Yun Lang shook his head and frowned: "No."

This cave is hidden deep in the dense forest, and mountain beasts and hares often pass by. The crack is above the deeper and denser forest, so it is not surprising that the light is occasionally blocked.

But the skylight that was blocked for a moment just now cannot be covered by animals and birds.

Yun Lang lay back on the stone bed, his thoughts turned, and suddenly he remembered something: "Do you remember, Shang Ke said that after King Xiang's defeat, he fled towards Shuozhou City..."

Xiao Shuo met Yunlang's gaze, and felt that the sunlight on the top was transparent, so he let go of his arms: "From Kaifeng to Shuozhou, Hangu Pass is not the smoothest route."

To the north of the Qinling Mountains, the rivers are complicated and the terrain is broken, which makes it inconvenient to march. Therefore, all the time when sending troops to Shuobei, they have to turn west first, pass Hangu Pass and then go north.

But if King Xiang wanted to hide his whereabouts and escape to Shuozhou, he didn't have to go through this twist.

The capital goes straight to the northern frontier and enters the Taihang Mountains, making it even more difficult to arrest them.

"It's certainly not from Kaifeng to Shuozhou."

Yun Lang has traveled across the country several times over the years, and he knew it in his heart. He pressed on Xiao Shuo's wrist and followed the trend up to the elbow:

"Xiangyang to Shuozhou?"

Xiao Shuo's eyes moved slightly, and he said in a low voice, "Is he a private soldier who stayed in Xiangyang?"

"Shuozhou City and Yanmen Pass have not yet been taken back, so it is not surprising that the Shuofang army cannot enter."

Yun Lang said: "The last time Jingjian returned to Beijing, he said that the Shuofang army is now stationed in Yunzhou, and it is not Yingcheng, which is the closest to the country."

Jing Jian used to join the Shuofang Army in the past, was implicated by Yun Lang and returned to Beijing for trial, was secretly rescued by Xiao Shuo, and hid his identity and stayed in the other courtyard of King Yan's Mansion.

This time he went to the northern border to divide the grassland tribes by chasing gold in the sand, so it was inconvenient to reveal his identity, so he only inquired about some news from a distance, and he was not entirely clear about the current situation in Shuofang.

Yun Lang has been thinking about this strange thing all the time, but he never mentioned it to Xiao Shuo: "Who is the garrison in Yingcheng?"

"Lieutenant Xiaoqi, Lian Zhen."

Xiao Shuo pondered for a while: "Do you suspect that he is from King Xiang?"

Yun Lang repeated the name several times, his heart sank slightly, and he nodded.

Even pouring, even pouring... Lian Zhen.

The fifth star of the Big Dipper, turning Qi into a prisoner, corresponds to the heavenly bird position for the five central palaces.

The list Shang Ke gave him has been as detailed as possible, but it is still difficult to be exhaustive.King Xiang's Jiaotu Three Caves, none of the Zodiac envoys under his command met each other, except for Yang Xianyou, the rest could not know the identities of all his colleagues.

In the list, Tianqin, Tianrui, and Tianpeng were left blank, and no names could be filled in.

During the years of Shang Ke's investigation, the only place that he could not set foot in due to the restrictions of King Xiang was Beijiang.

"Seeking skins from tigers is what King Xiang is used to."

Yun Lang said: "Now he probably wants...to use Yingcheng as the foundation, send the Shuofang army out as a favor, in exchange for help, and then join the Xiangyang private soldiers, and go south from the north to win the hearts of the people."

Yun Lang thought about it for a long time, and couldn't help laughing: "It's rare for you and I to sneak out to do some private business, but we broke this, I don't know if it's the goodness of the heavens or not..."

"Below Yingcheng is Feihukou."

Xiao Shuo stretched his arms around Yunlang's back, and helped him to sit still: "If you tell him to join forces and attract foreign enemies to drive down, the capital will be safe to defend—"

"I'm not afraid of that." Yun Lang waved his hand, "It's such a coincidence, I still want to join forces... to make his dream come true."

Xiao Shuo's thoughts moved slightly, he clasped Yun Lang's wrist, and said in a low voice, "I'll go."

Yun Lang had already gone to grope in the baggage, and found out the plaster that Liang Taiyi had specially stuffed, he was startled when he heard this, and met Xiao Shuo's gaze.

"Since I am your vanguard officer, I should fight a battle for you."

Xiao Shuo pressed Yun Lang's hand, stood up and said, "You summoned the fireworks for the soldiers, did you bring them out?"

"Chenglei Order...although it was brought out."

Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, then felt the warmth of Xiao Shuo's palm on the back of his hand, and slowly said: "The usage is different. If I don't teach you, you don't know how to summon, how to dismiss, how to encircle and destroy Don't leave alive..."

Xiao Shuo asked: "How to use it?"

Yun Lang looked at Xiao Shuo for a long time, then lightly clenched his hand, holding the white phosphorous fire bearing thunder order in the bag.

He naturally knew that Xiao Shuo must have made great progress in these years, and he would not be as angry as he was when he was young when he couldn't even catch a rabbit.

I also know...Xiao Shuo's temperament will not be half willful.If you are not sure about something, you will never act rashly.

He brought Xiao Xiaowang out and snatched the token of the vanguard officer, so he should know that Xiao Shuo would not just stand behind him and watch him fight alone.

"What if I'm still worried?"

Yun Lang pulled the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "I don't want to tell you, so I have to gather my own soldiers and make dumplings for these King Xiang's minions in this deep mountain forest..."

Xiao Shuo said calmly, "I'll do it again."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang never imagined that there would be a day when he would become like this. For a moment, he missed the little prince who abided by etiquette and was a gentleman, and pressed his chest: "Why do you—"

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand, gently embraced Yun Lang, and kissed between his eyebrows.

Yun Lang seemed to be scalded by the falling body temperature, his chest heaved slightly, and he closed his eyes.

"It's all about talking and talking. This is not the time to mess around. If you have to go, I won't dare to stop you."

Xiao Shuo said, "It's just... I want you to believe me once."

"Only once."

Xiao Shuojing looked at him: "Call me to be your sword and protect it in front of you."

Yun Lang pressed his chest to heat up, tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "I don't like to use swords, next time you talk nicely to coax me, or use something else..."

Xiao Shuo smiled, stretched out his hand to touch the top of Yunlang's hair, and said softly: "I like swords, you learn it, and teach me in the future."

It was rare for him to smile like this, Yun Lang looked up, and for a moment, he almost saw the young Xiao Shuo again.

Because one person took the trouble of two people, he was scolded by Uncle Duan Wang and came back limping.

Seeing Xiao Yunlang who was downcast and listless, he tried his best to walk slowly and steadily, walked up to him and smiled with him, put the snack hidden in his sleeve in the palm of his hand, and handed it in front of his eyes.

Yun Lang tugged at the corner of his mouth, exhaled lightly, and handed over a handful of Cheng Lei Ling: "Come here with your ears."

Xiao Shuo received the flame order from the white phosphorous fire, met Yunlang's gaze, sat back on the stone bed, and listened quietly.

Yun Lang leaned over by himself, with half of his shoulder warmly touching Xiao Shuo, and taught how to use Cheng Lei Ling one by one, his right hand wrapped around Xiao Shuo's left rib, and pressed lightly: "Don't forget, your armor doesn't fit well, your chest Armor should be tied tighter."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, looked at Yun Lang's palm covering his ribs, suppressed his thoughts, and nodded.

Yun Lang got out of bed, picked up the armor, put it on for him in an orderly manner, compared the breast shield, and replaced his own side.

Xiao Shuo let him toss and ask softly, "Your side is stronger?"

"No." Yun Lang buried his head and replaced, "Mine looks better."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang raised his head to look at him, he didn't hold back his joy, and tapped on the breast shield: "I'll change it later, if you want to lead troops, use this."

This breast shield has been with him for seven or eight years. It protects the heart, heart and heart. No matter how cold it is, it makes the heart and blood warm.

The little prince wants to protect him, and he is willing to do so, and this protective mirror can also protect Xiao Shuo.

Yun Lang tightened his armor and looked up.

The light was disturbed, and this time the figure was closer than last time, and the sword cut the shadow of the sun, and passed quickly from the top of the cave unconsciously.

Xiangyang's private soldiers bypassed several martial law gates, hid their tracks, and sneaked into the sparsely populated dense forest, waiting to find their way along the path to Yingcheng.

Xiao Shuo let Yunlang put on his armor, took the Token of Chenglei and the sword from Yunlang, untied the black horse, and left the cave.

The author has something to say: Our little prince can fight a war standing up, rule a country while sitting down, and become a general when lying down.