Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Xiao Shuo hadn't gone to bed yet, leaning against the study window, listening to Xuan Tiewei's report.

Seeing Yunlang enter the door, Xuan Tiewei was stunned and hesitated: "My lord..."

Xiao Shuo closed the roster in his hand: "Go down."

Xuan Tiewei responded in a low voice, saluted Yun Lang, and walked out the door quickly.

Yun Lang never thought that Xiao Xiaowang would be so diligent in doing this, he turned sideways to let Xuan Tiewei go out: "Busy at such a late hour...Is there something urgent?"

Looking at Xuan Tiewei's expression just now, it was clear that he hadn't finished talking, and he stopped talking.

Maybe there is something that should not be known to outsiders.Yun Lang deliberately coaxed him, and consciously backed down: "If you have something to do, do it first, and I'll come back later."

"It's nothing important." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "Are you awake?"

Yun Lang was a little embarrassed, coughed: "Yes."

He buried his head in a deep sleep during the day and ran around in the middle of the night.

If it wasn't for Xiao Shuo who happened to be busy and didn't go to bed, it would have disturbed people's dreams for no reason.

At any rate, it was at Prince Yan's mansion, Yun Lang had a rare introspection: "If I didn't pay attention today, I fell asleep deeply... the time was messed up."

Xiao Shuo moved aside the files and rosters on the desk case, responded casually, and called for someone, "Serve tea."

"No need." Yun Lang said, "I came to find you, it was—"

Xiao Shuo put down the file and looked up at him.

Yun Lang subconsciously stopped talking, leaned against the door, and thought to himself.

After all, he came to try to coax Xiao Shuo, and it seems that Xiao Xiaowang doesn't seem to want to go to bed immediately.

After all, the study room and the small courtyard are far away, so it's rare to come here once, and you should do something before going back.

Yun Lang didn't continue immediately, closed the door, walked to the side of the couch and sat down: "Don't you always rest at the hour of the day?"

Xiao Shuo looked at him: "Hai Shi?"

"Did I remember wrong?" Yun Lang was stunned for a moment, "You told me back then that if I wanted to find you, at least it would be before Haishi..."

Xiao Shuo still looked at him with an unclear expression.

Yun Lang coughed lightly: "No?"

"Anyway." Xiao Shuo said, "Before Haishi."

Yun Lang nodded: "Yes."

"I get up at four o'clock every day. After finishing my studies, practicing martial arts, and greeting my parents, I only lie down for an hour."

Xiao Shuo: "I haven't died of sleep at Haishi, I can get up and go to the pit to catch you."

Yun Lang: "..."

When he was young, Young Master Yun always followed his heart.

Undressing and wanting to sleep, seeing the moonlight entering the house, thinking of the elegant deeds of the ancients, I happily set out to Duanwangfu to find the little grandson.

Yun Lang is not a prince, he has no daily life and is not bound by palace rules, so he doesn't care about the time of day.It's hard for Xiao Xiaowang, the morning and evening are fixed and the sun never sets, and he has to get up in the middle of the night to make him toss.

In the past few days, Yun Lang has often reflected on his past behavior, and sincerely apologized: "It was me... who was negligent."

Xiao Shuo seemed to be curious about what else he could say, leaning against the window, looking at him with great interest.

"From now on..." Yun Lang said two words, but felt that something was wrong, and smiled, "That's all."

Yun Lang put down the stove, took the tea set brought in by the old master, put it on the table, sealed the pot and divided the cups, poured a cup of tea and handed it over: "Replace wine with tea, and pay for a crime."

Xiao Shuo didn't raise his head, he was silent for a moment, and took it smoothly.

Yun Lang was curious: "What are you looking at?"

"these years."

Xiao Shuo looked at the teacup in his hand: "I think you are probably doing well, but this ability to deceive people has not yet come to fruition."

Yun Lang was raised in the queen's palace since he was a child, and served as attendants in the palace, and he was always elegant.He has been fascinated by his ears and eyes every day, and he has done things such as the piano, chess and tea ceremony calmly and quite handily.

The two went to the workshop to enjoy dancing and listen to music. The young master's elegant charm once fascinated countless girls in the capital who were waiting for words.

Yun Lang was startled, put down his teacup, and smiled: "Naturally."

This time, at any rate, it is no longer the rough tea used to cook tea eggs, and the fragrance of the tea rises, curling up.

Yun Lang covered the teacup in his hands, and unconsciously squeezed it together, his fingertips let out steam, and looked out the window: "You still don't know me? I've never been wronged."

Xiao Shuo's eyes were dark, he closed the window with his hand, and put down the cup of tea in his hand.

Yun Lang was still admiring the night view of the palace, but he was locked up by him unexpectedly, and he was stunned: "What's wrong?"

"Too cold." Xiao Shuo said, "Frozen hands."

Yun Lang: "..."

After years of not seeing each other, Xiao Xiaowang is not only old, but also living a somewhat rebellious life.

The firepower also seemed to be dying.

Yun Lang pulled Bo Qiu aside and pushed it to him, thought for a while, and then pushed his own stove over: "How long has this been like this?"

"..." Sitting in front of the couch, Xiao Shuo watched helplessly as Young Master Yun wrapped himself tightly again: "What's going on?"

"I'm in a bad mood, I can't sleep at night, I feel cold due to deficiency of heat."

Yun Lang: "It's mostly due to the loss of kidney yin, and the kidney water is not solidified."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo raised his hand and pressed the center of his eyebrows hard.

"The next time Imperial Physician Liang comes, ask him to show you too." Yun Lang was very worried, "Prevent the incipient progress, if the kidney water is lost for a long time, in case it affects the children..."

Xiao Shuo said in a deep voice, "Yun, Lang."

Yun Lang froze for a moment.

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, suppressed all his anger, pushed the stove back to Yun Lang, and threw Bo Qiu back together.

When he first brought him to the mansion, Xiao Shuo once thought that Yun Lang had thought carefully and was just using the palace to settle down and seek escape.

After a while, he thought that Yun Lang was just making jokes and pretending to be stupid, trying to anger him.

……

Only now do I know.

This person is actually serious about his own affairs, without the slightest self-awareness.

"Yun Lang, you really don't know." Xiao Shuo said coldly, "What is your current situation?"

Yun Lang was slightly taken aback.

"Accumulated injury and disease, Qi does not resist blood."

Xiao Shuo's tone became more and more serious: "I don't lie in bed, I don't rest in rest, I come to my study in the middle of the night, I don't even wear a cloak, and I sit by the window blowing the cold wind."

"The heart pulse is so weak, this tea is strong and refreshing, can you drink it?"

Xiao Shuo snatched the teacup from his hand and poured it all over: "If you can't drink it, don't drink it. You're just pretending to be here with me! If I don't stop you, you'll drink it, and when you go back, your chest hurts so much that you can't sleep!"

Yun Lang opened his mouth, looked at him, and unconsciously coughed twice.

Xiao Shuo said coldly, "Speak!"

"No." Yun Lang murmured, "I was just going to pretend to take a sip while you weren't paying attention, and dump it all on your cushion."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo took a deep breath, walked around the room a few times, resisted the things he didn't copy easily, and dismantled Yunlang.

The old master at the side was shocked when he heard that, he hurriedly removed the tea set, and asked someone to take it away: "My lord, the servants don't know, and they will definitely not use this in the future..."

"The incense in this room is also refreshing." Yun Lang whispered to him, "Quickly withdraw, the prince will be so angry that he will eat the incense burner..."

The old master was so worried that his hair turned white, he glanced at Yunlang, and thought that it would be good if he didn't get angry for a while so that the prince would eat you up, but he didn't dare to say more: "Yes, I will withdraw now."

"Bring some ginseng tea." Yun Lang looked at Xiao Shuo, and ordered for him, "Don't be old ginseng, it's too sweet, I can't bear it now."

The old master hurriedly wrote down: "Yes."

"It's still a bit cold." Yun Lang rolled up his sleeves, "Put on two more braziers, close the windows to prevent ventilation, and use animal gold charcoal."

Yun Lang glanced at Xiao Shuo, and thought for a while: "Is there a singer in the house? I want to listen to Zuixianlou..."

"No!" Xiao Shuo couldn't bear it anymore, and said sharply, "You're too short!"

Yun Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "Enough?"

Xiao Shuo turned cold, ignored him, picked up a seat, and threw it on the seat where Yun Lang was sitting.

Yun Lang couldn't hold back, he missed a little smile, and quickly gestured towards the old master.

The old master nodded incessantly, quickly slipped out of the door, and gave orders together.

Yun Lang did it himself, padded the seat with a soft pillow, leaned against the stove, and wrapped it in a thin fur.

After thinking about it, he reached out and pulled Xiao Shuo again.

Xiao Shuo was dragged by him and sat back on the couch.

Most of the pent-up anger was vented, Xiao Shuo turned back, straightened the table, his eyes returned to calm and indifferent: "What else do you want?"

"Can't you play chess?" Yun Lang asked, "I heard from them that you have been studying chess recently, and you have made some achievements."

Xiao Shuo frowned and looked at him.

"It doesn't take much effort, it's just a random move."

Yun Lang promised: "Play three sets in a row, let me out, and I can run and jump as well."

Xiao Shuo didn't know what tricks he was up to, raised his eyes, saw Yun Lang leaning comfortably and warmly in front of the couch, and didn't say anything immediately.

Yun Lang leaned comfortably, yawned, and reached for the chessboard without waiting for him to reply.

"I'll settle first." Xiao Shuo was quiet for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I won't let you."

Prince Xiao Xiaowang's chessboard is still in the old place, Yun Lang felt it out proficiently, and nodded generously: "You hold the white."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, lowered his gaze, and straightened the chessboard.

The mansion is clean and the moon is in the sky.

The lights in the corridor were dimly flickering, the windows of the study were closed, and candles were bursting under the windows, and there was a sound of falling.

The old master quietly came in to deliver things a few times, and was relieved to see that Mr. Yun looked good, leaning on the seat by the window, and quietly delivered a cup of ginseng tea.

"The current situation in Beijing, you should know better than me."

Yun Lang felt that he had already coaxed people to a certain extent, looked at Xiao Shuo's expression, and said casually: "Secretary of Guards, Privy Council, Dali Temple, Grand Master's Mansion..."

"They're working together." Xiao Shuo glanced at him, "The Privy Council seeks soldiers, the Dali Temple seeks power, and the bodyguard's family grows bigger and controls the Imperial Army."

Yun Lang was slightly surprised and looked up at him.

"..." Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes and tried his best not to get angry because of Yun Lang's kindness and comfort: "Whatever you want to say, just say it."

"I've been running outside for a long time, and I should know more about the affairs of the court."

Yun Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Today's struggle for power and yesterday's party struggle are all in the same line."

Dali Temple and Yushitai jointly managed the prison, and over time, even the presiding arbitrator's position was gradually moved from Kaifeng Yin, completely gathering the power of life and death.

The Ministry of War and the Privy Council originally had one in charge of the forbidden army inside and the other in charge of recruiting soldiers outside.

In recent years, the forbidden army has been weak and unbearable for a single battle. However, the Shuofang army, which had been defeated back then, has gradually become the backbone after being purged by King Duan and his two generations.

The grievances between the bodyguard department and the front department of the palace have a long history. Gao Jixun is the best one to deal with because he is greedy for life and fear of death, eager for quick success.

Power is also powerful. At first, it was still a struggle to seize power. I don’t know when it started...it became a party struggle.

Fighting for the court and the field, fighting for war and harmony.

Fight for the honor of ninety-five.

Yun Lang felt a little stuffy in his chest again, he didn't think too much, and exhaled: "Ignore these things for now... What I want to tell you is the Grand Master's Mansion."

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes.

"Old Pang Gan worked hard for most of his life, survived three dynasties, and survived two emperors."

Yun Lang simply stopped dragging his words, and said to him bluntly: "Finally, I married my daughter into a queen, and went straight to Qingyun, and became a first-rank grand master."

Yun Lang pondered for a while, and concluded: "It's...not easy."

"..." Xiao Shuo: "Should I give him a shoulder squeeze?"

"It's not necessary." Yun Lang waved his hand, "Back then, he was the first among the courtiers to surrender to the virtuous king, and he was also the only one who bet all his wealth on everything."

"Looking at it now." Xiao Shuo sneered, "The bet was won."

Yun Lang twitched the corner of his mouth, but didn't answer: "So, whatever he said or did—"

"It's all the meaning of the emperor."

Xiao Shuo was completely impatient: "So?"

Yun Lang hasn't finished the comparison yet: "The shop I opened..."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"Yes." Yun Lang nodded, "It's all the emperor's intention."

No matter what you say, it's just a mess, and it's a little inappropriate.

The emperor is far away in the deep palace, so he might not react immediately, but he made a note in the end.

If they wait for the settlement in the future, they don't know how to settle this sum, so as to satisfy the appetite of their Ninth Five-Year Venerable.

Yun Lang was not sure about Xiao Shuo's current temper, so he pondered for a while, and continued: "You usually do things more or less, and you always avoid one or two things..."

Xiao Shuo was twirling a white piece, sat for a while, suddenly understood, laughed, and threw the piece back casually.

Yun Lang frowned lightly.

"You have to tell me." Xiao Shuo said, "Pang Gan's every move is backed by the emperor's support, and he is even doing things for him."

Xiao Shuo looked at Yun Lang with a calm tone: "I burnt his shop, that is to slap the emperor in the face and damage the interests of the emperor. Sooner or later he will be charged and liquidated, right?"

Yun Lang looked at him for a while, put down the chess piece in his hand, sat up straight and raised his head.

"I know..." Yun Lang fell silent, twisted the corner of his clothes, and said slowly, "Wang Yan's mansion has been watched by all parties, and if he gets involved in the government, it may be overthrown again. All these actions are extremely Restricted."

Yun Lang hasn't bought the "Book of Teaching Children" yet, so he uses his intuition to try his best to speak: "But... there is always a plan. Tell me, how much it can help you, not..."

Xiao Shuo got up: "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang stopped talking and raised his eyes.

"You came to see me today." Xiao Shuo said quietly, "So that's why?"

Looking at him, Yun Lang thought to himself, otherwise why don't I play with my Zhuge Xiaoliannu in the yard, vaguely felt that Xiao Shuo's expression was not quite right, so he swallowed dryly and didn't respond.

Xiao Shuo looked down at the chess game on the table.

Yunlang fought with the army, and the two of them never played against each other again. Looking back, seven or eight years have passed.

It has been six or seven years since Li Yunlang ran to him late at night for the last time and couldn't help but tell him nonsense.

In a trance.

He almost really thought that Yun Lang was just weaker than before, unable to open the window that was always open, and rarely walked through the door...

"You think." Xiao Shuo said slowly, "I left Xuan Tiewei outside your courtyard because I was afraid they would tell you about it?"

Yun Lang opened his mouth, but made no sound.

"Yes." Xiao Shuo laughed, "Of course you should think so."

Xiao Shuo didn't look at him, the hands hanging by his side trembled a little, he suppressed his anger, and said softly, "It's a pity... Young Master Yun planned strategies and predicted things like a god, but this time he guessed wrong."

"I don't think about you that much."

Xiao Shuo sneered: "I was afraid that you would talk nonsense again and make up a bunch of stories to lie to me. In fact, I was in collusion with those people, and came to find out my truth, so I asked Xuan Tiewei to be on guard against you..."

The old master was astonished: "My lord! You clearly—"

"These days." Xiao Shuo said, "I'm just acting with you, let your guard down."

Xiao Shuo said coldly: "After all, the Yun family has always—"

Xiao Shuo paused, looked at Yun Lang, and didn't continue talking.

Yun Lang propped his arms, lowered his head and smiled wryly: "What is it?"

Xiao Shuo watched him quietly for a while, then turned around indifferently, and walked to the bookshelf.

The old master was in a hurry, looking at Yun Lang for a while, looking at Xiao Shuo for a while, and whispered anxiously: "Young Master Yun..."

"Xiao Shuo." Yun Lang said softly, "If I have the strength, I should pick you up right now and place it on the bookshelf you are looking at."

The old master: "..."

Xiao Shuo still turned his back to him, not paying attention: "I can't ask for it."

"I ruined your mind." Yun Lang closed his eyes and sat for a while, "Did you come here when I was asleep?"

Yun Lang didn't notice it for a while, didn't expect this floor, propped up the couch and got up: "You left the black iron guards to stop people from entering, and you have no other intentions, you just want me to sleep well."

"I misunderstood."

Yun Lang felt a little pain in his chest again, he stabilized himself, and said softly, "Not only did I not appreciate it, but I came to look for you, and I made such a big detour..."

Xiao Shuo's eyes were dim, he turned around and looked at him coldly.

Yun Lang took a breath, and let it out slowly.

Yun Lang closed his eyes, suppressed the overturning Qi and blood, and slowed down.

"Just because of this." Young Master Yun opened his eyes, "You lost your temper with me?"

Xiao Shuo: "..."

The old master: "..."

"My lord!" The old master's eyes darkened, and he rushed over to hug Xiao Shuo's leg, "Mr. Yun is not guilty of death—"

"Just do it!" Yun Lang was desperate, flipping the chessboard over, "Fight!"

"You took care of me, and you asked me to guess in secret. I guessed wrong, and it's not a big deal!"

Yun Lang yelled at him: "I guessed wrong, you can just tell me well, what can you do! You have to talk harshly, turn out the scars and tear them to pieces? Back when the gown was cut off, it wasn't enough!"

Most of the old master's life was yelled at: "..."

Xiao Shuo stood where he was, but he didn't go over and strangle Yun Lang to death immediately as the old master was worried about, but his figure was sharp and almost sharp, and his silence was as cold as iron.

"Come on, I have more here."

Yun Lang gritted his teeth, walked over a few steps, pulled his sleeves and stuffed them into his hands: "Cut! Break it one hundred and eighty times!"

Xiao Shuo's shoulders were tense, and he lowered his eyes, quietly looking at Yun Lang's trembling hand.

"If you don't tell me, how would I know that the last treasure shelf you smashed was a treasure that was saved and given to me!"

Yun Lang: "Why are you smashing it!? Give it to me!"

At that time, Yun Lang didn't care about anything at all, and threw himself into a trap, but he never thought that someone in Prince Yan's mansion smashed a room full of things to death.

The more Yun Lang thought about it, the more distressed he became, and the more distressed he became, the angrier he became: "You—"

"I thought." Xiao Shuo said softly, "You won't be caught, and the Guards can't do anything to you."

"Of course the guards can't do anything to me!" Yun Lang gritted his teeth, "Those trash—"

"Only this time, I didn't send anyone to follow you." Xiao Shuo continued as if he didn't hear what he said, "I thought, when you returned to the capital, it was..."

Xiao Shuo tilted his head, looked at the closed window, and didn't say any more.

He stood quietly for a while, and then said, "I slept in the study for those three days."

Yun Lang was startled, and looked at him.

"Until then, I didn't know."

Xiao Shuo: "When you go back to the capital, you are not looking for someone, but looking for death."

Yun Lang silently frowned, looked at him, his chest heaved several times, and swallowed back his blood forcefully.

Xiao Shuo stood in the shadow of the candle, and after a while, the emotion in his eyes gradually became flat and indifferent, and he raised his eyes: "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang supported the edge of the table and slowly stood up straight.

"I don't have the slightest resemblance to that year."

Xiao Shuo slowly said: "Temperament, temperament, means of dealing with affairs, determination and disposition."

"And you." Xiao Shuo looked at him, "In the future, if you want to test me again, you don't have to pretend to be the same as before."

"..." Yun Lang became angry for a while: "I'm not testing you, I—"

Xiao Shuo did not speak, quietly waiting for him to finish.

Yun Lang stood there for a while, instinctively felt that it was inappropriate to discuss with Xiao Shuo the matter of their children's rebellious upbringing, so he cut off the beginning and said, "I just... want to make you happy."

Xiao Shuo's expression was complicated: "So you came to play chess with me casually, and you beat me by 23 moves?"

"I didn't know you practiced for so many years, but you are still such a stinky chess basket!"

Yun Lang died of injustice: "I just wandered off, and it will be too late to look at it again!"

Yun Lang couldn't figure it out: "When I came back to my senses, I lifted the chessboard. When did you count..."

Xiao Shuo didn't want to talk more about this with him: "It's after all."

Yun Lang frowned.

"You don't have to reason with me."

Xiao Shuo said: "I am a prince who acts absurdly and rebelliously."

Yun Lang thought to himself that he was unreasonable enough back then, but now he can't match the momentum of this sentence at all, so he was convinced: "Oh."

"What happened today." Xiao Shuo said, "You should reflect on it."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang wanted to nail the prince to the wall: "How can I reflect on myself?"

"Just reflect here." Xiao Shuo said, "If you can't figure it out, you don't need to go out."

Yun Lang: "?"

Xiao Shuo didn't want him to talk any more nonsense, so he called the Xuantie guards to stand guard on the porch outside the door, and walked out of the study with a flick of his sleeves.

Yun Lang looked out of the window, seeing Xiao Xiaowang into the night, with complicated emotions: "Xuan Tiewei."

The armored soldiers bumped against each other outside the window, and someone hurried over: "Young Master Yun."

"When Xiao Shuo was a child, he studied too hard and often missed the time for going to bed."

Yun Lang leaned against the window sill: "The princess loves him so much, she asked someone to change this study room, connect it with the back wing room, and add a secret door."

Xuan Tiewei said: "Yes."

"Since then." Yun Lang said, "For so many years, he has been studying in the study and resting in the wing room at night."

Xuan Tiewei said: "Not bad."

"So every time I fall into the pit outside his window, I just need to yell loudly." Yun Lang said, "He will hear the sound and come out."

"Such a shallow pit." Xuan Tiewei said frankly, "Anyone who knows some lightness kung fu will come up in one jump."

"It's not important." Yun Lang didn't want to mention this, and looked out the window, "Now your lord has locked me here... to reflect on myself."

Yun Lang asked: "Where is he going to sleep?"

"Master Yun doesn't need to take care of this matter."

Xuan Tiewei did his duty conscientiously, and conveyed the truth: "The prince said, the whole palace is his, and he can go everywhere. At worst, the sky should be the quilt, and the ground should be the bed."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang's mood was complicated: "Is it so... majestic?"

"Exactly." Xuan Tiewei said, "Young Master Yun, do you have any orders?"

"No more." Yun Lang pressed his forehead and closed the window, "Just watch it."

Xuan Tiewei saluted in response, and returned to his position on duty.

Yun Lang took a deep breath, leaned on the couch wrapped in a thin fur, fumbled in his sleeve, and found an exceptionally small and delicate sandalwood nine-link ring.

He drank the hot ginseng tea one by one, fiddled with it, and closed his eyes.