Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The potency of Bishui Dan was almost exhausted, Yun Lang closed his eyes, sat on the couch and rested quietly.

Xiao Shuo's study is actually not much worse than before.

Next to the window is a soft couch, on which there is a square table with pens, ink, paper and inkstones all year round.

Open the window, it is a small garden,

The scenery is elegant and quiet, and you can enjoy the scenery when you are tired from reading.

Yun Lang thought of the garden outside the window, coughed, and gently pressed the corner of his mouth.

A few years ago, when he was still in Prince Duan's mansion, he often jumped out of windows to annoy Xiao Shuo.

Prince Xiao Xiao was not able to follow Prince Duan's heroic martial arts skills, but he read well and was willing to work hard, so he was very popular with the gentlemen and wives.

At that time, Yun Lang had already uncovered all the tiles in the Forbidden Palace, and was still bored, so he secretly braided his white beard while the old scholar in Longtu Pavilion was taking a nap.

The old man was so angry that his braided beard was straight up, and he held Yunlang in his hand and scolded him. He wanted him to imitate Xiao Shuo's prudence and elegance.

Yun Lang was annoyed by the scolding, so he tried every means to abduct Xiao Shuo from the study.

Xiao Shuo was able to be bluffed out by him a few times at first, but later he noticed the clues and was no longer fooled.No matter how Ren Yunlang squatted outside and smashed the window with a stone, he remained still.

After a while, I was so annoyed that I learned to set traps without a teacher.

At that time, Yun Lang never left the door when he entered Xiao Shuo's study.In the middle of the night, carrying the crab roe buns I just bought, I excitedly smashed open the window, stepped on the ground, and sat firmly in the pit.

Xiao Xiaowang is a good reader, and he is also thoughtful in digging a trap. He even put several layers of cotton pads and fur in the trap.

General Yun Shao has experienced hundreds of battles, and he overturned once.Sitting at the bottom of the pit covered with fur, holding two drawers of crab roe buns, he raised his head full of emotion.

Just as he saw the window being pushed open, the "calm and introverted", "respectful and refined" Prince Xiao leaned out most of his body, holding a chest full of chestnuts that he didn't know where to get, and aiming at his head in every possible way to relieve his anger.

……

After all, Yun Lang didn't hold back, and laughed.

Knowing the face but not the heart.

Xiao Shuo pretended to be good, he had the measure to advance and retreat in front of his masters and wives, and he had a kind heart, but in fact he obviously held grudges very much...

Thinking of this, Yun Lang suddenly paused, vaguely feeling that something was wrong.

Back then, Xiao Xiaowang didn't hear anything outside the window and only read the books of sages and sages. The study was far more than quiet. Standing outside the window, he didn't know whether the people inside were dead or alive.

Now... No matter how you say it, it shouldn't be so silent.

Yun Lang pondered for a while, then slowly opened one eye.

Yun Lang: "..."

Without a trace, Yun Lang slowly hid his right hand behind his back, and twisted the three locust stones hidden in his cuff for self-defense.

He felt that he didn't say anything wrong, he didn't hit Xiao Shuo with a stick, and he couldn't help calling Xiao Shuo his uncle.

It was nothing more than to enhance the sense of the situation in the storybook, so that people could feel more immersive, and sat down on Xiao Xiaowang's lap.

The fierce murderous aura on Xiao Shuo's body was very unreasonable.

Yun Lang looked at him, assessing the situation: "My lord?"

"You owe me your life." Xiao Shuo was called out, closed his eyes, and said calmly, "Repay with your life?"

"That's right." Yun Lang didn't know what Xiao Shuo was angry about, he hesitated, "After all, your twins were just soaked in tea and egg soup..."

Xiao Shuo laughed.

For some reason, Xiao Shuo's eyes were darker than ever before, his expression was dark and prey, and the coldness was thin and sharp.

Yun Lang's heart sank, and he was about to strike first when his wrist suddenly hurt unexpectedly.

Xiao Shuo gripped his right wrist, and with a struggle with his arms, his figure suddenly spun, pressing Yun Lang firmly on the couch.

Yun Lang's anger rose from his heart, he raised his leg and kicked.

He had no strength in his body, and the potency of the green water pill seemed to be exhausted, so he couldn't kick it, so he turned back and touched the leg of the chair behind him.

Halfway through touching it, Xiao Shuo had already noticed it, and firmly clasped his left hand together.

"Move again."

Xiao Shuo said calmly: "I will order Xuan Tiewei to kill one of your subordinates."

Yun Lang was suppressed by him and lay on the couch, not moving, thinking how to bite Xiao Xiaowang to death.

"Write it like this." Xiao Shuo thought for a while, then said slowly, "It's not bad..."

Yun Lang gritted his teeth halfway, and was stunned: "What to write?"

Xiao Shuo: ""Mr. Yun's Night Exploration of Yan Wang's Mansion""

Yun Lang: "..."

"That part just now." Xiao Shuo paused and commented, "It's okay, the plot is forced, and the words are too white—"

"..." Yun Lang couldn't bear it anymore, he gritted his teeth: "Xiao Shuo!"

With this shout, both of them were slightly taken aback.

Ever since he was transported back to the palace from the execution ground, Yun Lang had never called Xiao Shuo's name face to face, and now he felt relieved all over his body.Taking advantage of Xiao Shuo's downcast eyes, he shook off the suppression, and forced out his last strength to hug Xiao Xiaowang's waist, and smashed to the ground firmly.

Xiao Shuo was suddenly coerced by him, and was about to block, but he remembered something, and stopped halfway with his hands.

Taking advantage of this throw, Yun Lang suppressed Xiao Shuo with his elbow, and was about to send the little prince to sleep with his mother with a headbutt, when he suddenly heard Xiao Shuo's voice: "Yun Lang."

"no way!"

Yun Lang's chest rose and fell, and he was angry: "You are so drunk! Do you know if you are so drunk? No matter how you change it, you are my frivolous you——"

"..." Xiao Shuo looked at him with a complicated expression, "I didn't know that this script is so important to you."

Yun Lang was almost abducted by him, and when he came back to his senses, his eyes were dizzy with anger: "You—"

"Your man." Xiao Shuo said, "I won't let go."

Yun Lang was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, trying to get his mind back from the important matter of who slept with whom, he frowned and thought about it carefully.

Xiao Shuo lay on the ground without moving, his eyes fell on him.

"Don't let go." Yun Lang was silent for a while, "Let's not let go."

Yunlang's physical strength was faintly exhausted, he closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and said in a low voice: "They were all brought out by King Duan, even if you miss your old love, you should take care of them..."

Shuofang's army had nothing to say about fighting, but when they came to the capital, it was no different from a dragon pool or a tiger's den.

If it fell into Xiao Shuo's hands, he could still offend some important person.One day, if he accidentally folded it somewhere else, even if he risked ten lives, he would not be able to protect it.

It's safer to put it in Prince Yan's mansion than to run around outside.

Yun Lang blinked off the cold sweat between his eyelashes, and coughed twice: "In case someone finds out one day, you can say that I brought it and hid it in your house..."

Yun Lang: "Leave it clean, I won't implicate you."

Xiao Shuo's eyes were dark and he didn't respond.

Yun Lang had no energy left to think any more, thanked him, stood up twice, and walked out while holding onto the edge of the table.

Xiao Shuo sat up, looked at Yun Lang's back, his brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Xiao Shuo suddenly got up, walked over a few steps, and grabbed Yun Lang.

Yun Lang stopped and frowned: "What's the matter?"

"I should ask you that." Xiao Shuo stared at him and said coldly, "What did you eat?"

Yun Lang leaned against the door and said, "Aphrodisiac."

"..." Xiao Shuo was furious: "Yun Lang!"

Yun Lang pulled back a round, coughed twice, and raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth.

He was preoccupied with arranging the funeral just now, but now he was relieved, remembering that the fight between the two of them was not over yet, so he stood up straight.

The hostility in Xiao Shuo's eyes twitched, seeing Yun Lang's pale lips, he closed his eyes.

"Shuofang Army..." Xiao Shuo said, "It has nothing to do with me."

Yun Lang was stunned: "You—"

"Don't worry about them." Xiao Shuo said indifferently, "Look for yourself, don't think about Prince Yan's residence."

Yun Lang's mind was already relaxed just now, no matter what he couldn't concentrate, he pinched himself: "I can watch, so I still come to you?"

But all the medicines for tigers and wolves that stimulate energy are actually overdrawing themselves. After the medicine's power wears off, it can only be replenished after a good night's sleep.

Yun Lang couldn't keep his eyes open right now, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't stand upright.

He looked at Xiao Shuo, his mind was fuzzy, and he felt some sympathy: "I know, when you were in the Shuofang Army, you were beaten so badly that you couldn't get up, and you had a grudge against them."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Yun Lang, you—"

"Back then, Uncle Duan Wang named you Shuo because he wanted you to join the Shuofang army when you grow up."

Yun Lang looked at Xiao Shuo, thinking about the past, he couldn't help but soften his heart: "But you don't even dare to kill a rabbit."

"Uncle Duan Wang encouraged you again and again, and entrusted you earnestly, muster up your courage, and go down with the knife with your eyes closed."

Yun Lang: "Pricked Uncle Duan's foot."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo was furious, closed his eyes, and suppressed the idea of ​​asking someone to carry Young Master Yun in a sack and throw it into the field: "Yun Lang."

"I know."

Yun Lang sighed lightly: "The past is over."

Yun Lang stretched out his hand, embraced Xiao Shuo generously, and patted on the back: "Don't cry."

Xiao Shuo pressed hard on the center of his eyebrows, he was not in the mood to ask Yun Lang what kind of medicine he had taken, so he dragged him away, and went to call the family's medical officer.

Yun Lang was pulled by him, his feet were unsteady, he swayed, and slid down the door.

"Get up!" Xiao Shuo said coldly, "You think it's just like back then, if you mess around, I'll—"

His voice stopped suddenly, he frowned, and looked at Yun Lang who was sitting on the ground.

The person who was pulling him to pat his back just now was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, completely lost the last bit of energy.

Xiao Shuo stared at Yun Lang with downcast eyes, the bottom of which was dark.

After standing for two breaths, Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand, lifted Yun Lang up, and placed him on the couch by the window.

Young Master Yun showed his might and lifted the table, the chess pieces were spread out in a mess, and there was not much space left.

I don't know where I slept in when I was fleeing. Back then, I refused to sleep on the big bed that was obviously not carved nanmu. Now it is simple and simple. I really found a space in the mess, so I just ignored it and died.

Xiao Shuo didn't call for the medical officer right away, he stood by the couch for a while, leaned over and pushed the chess pieces away, and moved the table aside.

Yun Lang's consciousness was drowsy, not aware of the changes around him, and he was still half curled up.

Xiao Shuo looked at him, stood for a while, and sat down by the couch: "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang coughed twice.

"You and I have not yet settled the debt." Xiao Shuo's eyes were gloomy, "I said, I will ask you to get it back with my own hands."

Yun Lang turned over, spread his hands and feet unprepared, and lit up all the life gates on his neck in front of his eyes.

Xiao Shuo raised his hand, choking Yun Lang's throat.

The hostility in his pupils turned silently, and he sat with downcast eyes for a while, then moved his hands away.

Yun Lang was a little cold, and frowned.

Xiao Shuo pulled a thin blanket and threw it on Yun Lang's body, then took out an old dossier and opened the front page.

The current emperor and the six princes of the past were ordered to investigate the case of King Duan, Dali Temple assisted in the investigation, and handed over the found criminal evidence to the Holy Tribunal.

The Marquis of Zhenyuan had the heart of disobedience, plotted against the law, coerced the forbidden army into the Suwei Palace, and violated Chengyu.

General Yunlang, Yunhui, colluded secretly to help, knowing the chaos and chaos, and using selfishness to cheat, framing the innocent and shirking the blame...

Xiao Shuo looked through it for a while, then closed the file and put it away again.

Yun Lang didn't sleep soundly, his breath was messy and short, he tossed and turned, coughing occasionally.

"I want those idiots to live."

Xiao Shuo looked at him and said coldly, "Just think about it again, what should you do."

Yun Lang lay uncomfortably, turned over and buried his face in his arms.

Xiao Shuo sat for a while, then got up and took a pillow and stuffed it under his head, pulled Yun Lang flat, stretched out a thin blanket to cover it.

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand and wiped away the dripping tears on Yun Lang's face.

He bent down, embraced Young Master Yun with one hand, and patted him twice.