Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

After Xiao Shuo finished speaking, he stood up from the window.

Yun Lang was still holding onto his sleeve, he came back to his senses, and was about to let go, but saw that Xiao Shuo had already taken off his outer robe.

Before Yunlang could react, the warm outer robe was turned over and covered the numb shoulders.

"you--"

Yun Lang made a sound, only to realize that his voice was too hoarse. After clearing it twice, he lowered his head and tugged at the corner of his mouth: "Let's go, go to the study first."

"Not going today." Xiao Shuo said, "Come in."

"It's not messing around with you." Yun Lang smiled, "You are... I can't say no to you."

Yun Lang unconsciously held his breath just now, and now there was a dull pain in his chest and lungs, and coughed: "I can't stop being cruel, I really hit you until you change your mind."

Xiao Shuo took off his outer robe, and the sleeve arrow mechanism on his right wrist was revealed without any cover, and he raised his eyes to scan Yun Lang's big acupoint.

"..." Yun Lang saw Xiao Wangye was about to nail himself to a tree, with sharp eyes and quick hands, he stretched out his hand and held it down: "No need."

Xiao Shuo stood in front of the window, his eyes were still indifferent and lukewarm, glancing at Yun Lang's eyes, he still stretched out his hand to wait for him motionless.

"It's always a matter of discussion."

Yun Lang exhaled, suppressed the countless thoughts stirred up by Xiao Shuo's words, and stood up a little: "You also know that what you said just now should be the easiest way."

"It's really simple." Xiao Shuo's expression was flat, "The major general chooses to die together? Let me take care of the whole house for a month, get rid of the servants—"

"I don't have the strength, so stop arguing with me."

Yun Lang was too lazy to quarrel with him, so he went back and said, "Since you want to change something, you should find a way to discuss it."

Now in the court, Yun Lang searched for three whole days, and it was the limit to find how many old ministries he could find.

The whole family of the Yun family was overthrown, and the old people left behind by Marquis Zhenyuan were all closely related to the former six princes' faction, and half of them could not be used.

Duan Wang was rehabilitated quickly at the beginning, Xiao Shuo's situation was slightly better than him.The ones that may be collected are nothing more than idle officials who have been relegated and neglected, and they are not of much use.

"I heard you asked someone to copy the situation in the court for me."

Leaning against the window, Yun Lang teased Xiao Shuo: "Don't bother, bring it here and let me see."

Xiao Shuo frowned, looked at him for a while, turned around and took the secret letter, and placed a cup of hot ginseng tea by Yun Lang's hand.

"The Privy Council emptied the Ministry of War, and the Third Division arrived at the Ministry of Households. In the past two years, under the Zhongshumen, they have almost done the work of the Ministry of Officials."

Yun Lang unfolded it, glanced briefly, touched the teacup and took a sip: "On the face of it, the Ministry of Punishment is also in charge of the prison with Yushitai and Dali Temple, and for practical purposes, there is probably only one left to fish me out... ..."

Yun Lang took two sips, felt something was wrong, and looked down: "Why are you drinking ginseng tea?"

"I didn't drink enough that day." Xiao Shuo took a lamp and put it by the window, "Just after blowing the cold, I only took a sip, and someone—"

"..." Yun Lang's ears burned suddenly, and he gritted his teeth and stared at him: "Xiao Shuo!"

Xiao Shuo didn't wait for him to greet his uncle, as if he didn't see Yun Lang rubbing his hands outside the window, he turned around and entered the inner room.

"In the past few days, the prince has prepared ginseng tea every day in the side hall."

The old master hurried over and explained to Yunlang in a low voice: "Although I don't drink, I still use a small stove to keep warm."

The old master glanced at the inner room, and whispered: "I didn't move it for a day, and I poured it out the next day and replaced it with a new pot."

Yun Lang hadn't recovered from the redness in his face, he gritted his teeth: "There is no idle land in the world, and the farmer is starving to death..."

"It's the ginseng slices that were picked and processed by those Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing on weekdays."

The old master hurriedly promised: "Don't bother the farmer."

Yun Lang: "..."

"Xuantiewei is trapped in the capital and can't use it. He practiced on weekdays and would go to Zhuangzi."

The old master thought about it secretly, only Dao Yun had been in a lot of trouble these years, and he naturally cherished these things: "Many of them were picked by them, and they didn't spend any money. You—"

"...Understood." Yun Lang pressed his forehead, "The farmer is not hungry."

"Yes." The old master nodded again and again, "Are you coming in first?"

Yun Lang and Xiao Shuo have talked for a long time, and they have already read the letter, and they are still outside the window of the side hall.

The old master watched the prince personally move to the window, hesitated whether to bring a brazier over, and still wanted to invite Mr. Yun in: "It's cold at night, it's not good to catch cold outside."

Originally, Yun Lang could enter or not, but he was too tired to open the window for a while, so he dawdled outside for a while.

However, Xiao Shuo didn't open which pot and which pot he lifted, Xiaohou Yun's temper was aroused, and he became more vigorous: "I don't."

The old master was full of worries, and for a moment he almost wanted to bring someone to tear down the windows of the palace.

"You just said that Xuan Tiewei will go to Zhuangzi."

Yun Lang broke away from his competitive heart, and pondered for a while: "Will he still go to those Zhuangzi in the suburbs of Beijing?"

"The prince won't go." The old master shook his head, hesitated, and said in a low voice, "Back then——"

"I know." Yun Lang said, "He doesn't want to go."

When King Duan was in distress, the family members of the family spent the winter at the hot spring village, not in Beijing.Only then will there be a follow-up of the bandits intercepting and killing if they fail to return in time.

Yun Lang once heard from the soldiers who supported him in the past that Prince Xiao was holding a sword, blood dripping all over his body, and he was still protecting the princess.

Such places... Now, Xiao Shuo naturally would not want to go there anymore.

"If he doesn't go, someone will."

Yunlang said: "Is there anyone coming and going in those Zhuangzi places?"

"Indeed." The old master thought for a while, then nodded, "They are all unable to enter the palace, and they want to clear the way for our lord, to try to get around in the Zhuangzi..."

"Our little prince Xiao." Yun Lang asked, "Is there any way to get through?"

The old master was slightly startled, and couldn't answer right away.

"Find a reliable confidant, and go and check it carefully, especially those things that are sent by people."

Yun Lang said: "See if there is anything that is not in accordance with the rules of etiquette, anyone who steals and steals, who seizes power and seeks rebellion..."

The old master was shocked when he heard it: "Mr. Yun!"

"What are you afraid of? The hat of treason has killed a few people." Yun Lang didn't care, "It's all their overused methods, there is nothing to avoid."

The old master didn't feel it before, but now when he heard Yun Lang talking about it, he felt a chill behind his back, and hurriedly said: "Yes."

"Some things." Yun Lang said while reading the secret letter, "I know he doesn't want to care about it, doesn't care about it, and doesn't like to listen to it..."

"Young Master Yun, you must not say that."

The old master waved his hands again and again: "Prince Duan has never been involved in these things, and the prince is far away from the center. Even though he is strict with the mansion, there are always omissions."

"Fortunately, you understand this and help to remind you." The old master said, "Otherwise, even these most common and abused cunning methods may not be able to guard against all of them."

Yun Lang tugged at the corner of his mouth: "I originally also—"

The old master was just about to call for someone when he heard him say, "What?"

"It's nothing." Yun Lang smiled, "It's a coincidence...but it's also very good."

Now that I have made up my mind, I will naturally do everything I need to do and understand everything I need to know, and there is nothing special about it.

At this time, if he made any more awkward gestures, his teeth would ache when he saw it.

Yun Lang picked up the hot ginseng tea, drank it in a few sips, and handed it back: "One more cup."

The old master hurriedly refilled a glass for him, and quietly looked at his expression: "Mr. Yun..."

I didn't notice it for a while, although the old master made a slip of the tongue, he also vaguely felt that he might have said something wrong, and regretted it for a while: "No, it's not that you are good at cunning..."

"I know, don't be hypocritical."

Yun Lang gathered his spirits, took the lamp oil, and lit the secret letter: "The current situation is different from the past. He—"

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang looked into the room: "He..."

The old master was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Yun Lang raised his hand and rubbed his eyes: "It's different from the past."

The old master was still listening intently, seeing Yunlang's reaction, he noticed something, and then turned around: "..."

The old master stood in front of the window, with a complicated mood: "My lord."

"What are you doing in a daze?" Xiao Shuo said calmly, "Put it on for the Major General."

The old master thought that General Yun might not be very willing to stand outside the window wearing a quilt, and he didn't even dare to ask the prince where he found a quilt embroidered with big phoenix flowers. Mr. Yun is elegant..."

"He's elegant, I ordered mine."

Xiao Shuo nodded: "Come here, it's cold outside the window, take the couch out to General Yun."

The old master: "..."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang really couldn't afford to lose this person, stared at the quilt in Xiao Xiaowang's arms for a long time, gritted his teeth and leaned on the window lattice, and jumped in.

He had stood outside for a long time, but he didn't actually feel cold.The room is warm, but the chill penetrating into the whole body is more obvious, and I shiver unconsciously.

Yun Lang didn't want to be subdued, suppressed coughing, and stood up straight with the edge of the table: "What's the matter, pretend I dare not come in? You—"

Xiao Shuo didn't want him to talk nonsense, walked over, and put the quilt directly into Yun Lang's arms.

Yun Lang didn't have time to react, and was almost crushed by the quilt, gritted his teeth and poked his head out: "Hold your own things."

"I know." Xiao Shuo nodded, "You hug yours, I hug mine."

Yun Lang couldn't react for a while, and blinked his eyes in a daze.

Xiao Shuo grabbed his wrist and was lifted up horizontally. Under the eyes of the old master who stared in horror, he went straight into the bedroom.

The old master: "..."

The incident happened suddenly, and the old master didn't know whether to advance or retreat.Standing outside the inner room door, listening to the movement of fists and kicks in the room: "My lord..."

Inside the room, Xiao Shuo seemed to let out a muffled snort, and said calmly, "Wait outside."

The old master sighed: "Yes."

"Young Master Yun and I." Xiao Shuo's words were interrupted several times, "Talk by candlelight at night to discuss the situation in the court."

The old master is willing to believe: "Yes."

"Screen retreat to idle people and wait." Xiao Shuo finished speaking downwards through the door, "If there is nothing important, there is no need to report back."

"Yes." The old master consciously pushed himself back, thought for a while, and ordered more before leaving, "My lord, the ginseng tea is still warming in the outer room, and the fire is still on..."

After a moment of silence, Xiao Shuo said impatiently inside the door: "Understood."

The old master didn't dare to stay any longer, and retreated all the idle servants, leaving only the black iron guards outside the house, and quietly left the side hall.

In the bedroom, Yun Lang's chest fluctuated and he fell down on the couch, staring at Xiao Shuo through gritted teeth.

"I just want to hold you in."

Xiao Shuo stood ten feet away: "Your reaction makes me feel like I'm going to suffocate you with a quilt."

Yun Lang really wanted to suffocate Xiao Xiao Wang who behaved badly with a quilt to death: "I can't walk? What are you hugging for no reason, is it easy?"

Xiao Shuo looked at his own arms for a while, and said slowly, "If you're in the pit, you'll play tricks and ask me to carry you up."

Yun Lang: "..."

"In front of the bed." Xiao Shuo said, "You also said that you were wronged and told me—"

Yun Lang became angry from embarrassment: "Shut up."

Xiao Shuo's temper at this time was better than when he was outside, and he didn't confront him tit for tat, so he lowered his eyes and stopped talking.

Yun Lang was hot from behind the ear all the way into the neckline, his hands and feet were almost awkward, and he supported the edge of the couch to stabilize himself.

At that time in the pit, he thought of Xiao Shuo who had been waiting for him in the mansion all the time, and was temporarily confused by Xiao Shuo who was watching Youshi.

As for the grievance in my heart, and there is nowhere to resolve it, I naturally want to find someone to hug.

Xiao Shuo has been away for the past five years, so it's not like he didn't find a tree, a rock, or a hare to try to hug.

How come to Xiao Shuo's place, you can hug him anytime you want? !

General Yun Shao always puts a lot of face on him. When he fell off the cliff, he nearly broke into eight pieces alone. It wasn't because he was too injured to get up for a few days, and he never allowed anyone to hug him.

I don't know where Xiao Shuo got his new troubles, and I don't know if Xiao Xiao Wang has grown up these years, and he has also gained skills and knowledge in other things.

"From now on, if you mess around again, I will definitely fight you hard."

Yun Lang searched all over the limbs and bones, but couldn't muster any strength, so he poked Xiao Shuo hard with his eye knife: "Come here, let's talk business."

"Don't talk about it today." Xiao Shuo said, "You are feeling uncomfortable, so get a good sleep first."

"If I don't feel uncomfortable, I don't need to say this year."

Yun Lang propped up his arms, and barely moved a place for him: "Come here, let me tell you, that Zhuangzi of yours—"

"Liezhuang in the suburbs of Beijing, all the etiquettes of dealing with people and walking around are recorded in the book."

Xiao Shuo said: "Those Zhuangzis are now being watched by the aides around the father. I have never announced their identities to the outside world."

Yun Lang was slightly startled, and looked up at him.

"This matter is sensitive, so there is no need to tell the family."

Xiao Shuo came over and sat down by the couch: "In case something happens to the palace in the future, the less you know, the less you will be implicated."

Yun Lang frowned, looking at Xiao Shuo's still extremely calm expression.

"The Grand Tutor said that you are far more talented than me in judging things clearly and seeing the subtleties." Xiao Shuo said, "It's true. You can guess Zhuangzi's hidden dangers just by listening to the master's words."

"On the court, you can fight for power and profit, and intrigue."

Xiao Shuo said slowly: "Conspiracies and tricks are not your specialty after all."

"How do you know?" Yun Lang remained silent for a long time, then lowered his head and pulled the corner of his mouth, "You and I have not seen each other for five years..."

Xiao Shuo straightened his clothes and smiled lightly.

Yun Lang asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"You and I haven't seen each other for 50 years, and I know it too."

During the scuffle just now, Xiao Shuo received several punches, but they were all solid.At this moment, he straightened his clothes and rubbed them casually: "Do you know why your father was framed by someone back then?"

"Did you be fooled just now?" Yun Lang was stunned, and stretched out his hand to touch his forehead, "Naturally, it's a matter of establishing a crown prince. Uncle Duan has fought for years and made countless military achievements, threatening Xian—"

"A prince who only knows how to fight and has made many achievements in battle."

Xiao Shuo said: "Now I have been transferred back to the capital, and I am no longer in charge of the Shuofang Army. Although I have the Imperial Army in my hands, it is nothing more than being ordered to guard the palace city. Moreover, the Imperial Army is really weak and has no power to fight."

"Such a prince." Xiao Shuo raised his eyes, "What is there to threaten?"

Yun Lang was startled, and slowly frowned.

"At that time, he was only the sixth prince, and he already had a very wide network of contacts in the court, and he was even more popular." Xiao Shuo said, "Just because the father has countless military achievements. Let him not hesitate to set up a family of military lords and empresses for generations, and he will not hesitate to take risks. The Forbidden Palace?"

Yun Lang seemed to have been hit in the head, his chest stiffened, his blood was churned, and he pressed down again: "Yes..."

"At the beginning, I told you."

Xiao Shuo looked at him, and slowly said: "Prince Duan's mansion has brought disaster on its own, it's not a random disaster."

"Uncle Duan Wang..." Yun Lang said softly, "He must have participated in the seizure of the heir."

Yun Lang closed his eyes and thought over and over again: "At that time, the court and the court were fighting for peace. The first emperor was kind, but he was indecisive after all. The virtuous king's faction lobbied every day, and it would be a matter of time before a complete reconciliation was made."

"Uncle Wang didn't seize the heir apparent for the sake of his position. If he was always just a prince fighting on the battlefield, he would still be powerless to dominate the court."

Yun Lang said hoarsely: "If there is no contest, the throne will fall into the hands of the virtuous king, Shuofang's army will end, just like today..."

"Look." Xiao Shuo supported him and let Yun Lang lean against the side of the couch, "To this day, when you hear this, the first thing you think about is these."

Yun Lang was startled, and raised his head between his arms.

"You are not a material for doing insidious and scheming things. After reading a little bit, you think you have learned the same as those people."

Xiao Shuo said lightly, "Actually, in my eyes, you are no different from back then."

Yun Lang opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound, his chest heaved twice, and he lowered his head and smiled.

"My father decided to seize the heir at the beginning, no matter what the reason is, he must have taken action and achieved something."

Xiao Shuo got up and went to fetch the ginseng soup for him: "It is precisely because of the achievements that the enemy has to take risks and burn everything."

Yun Lang still couldn't calm down, leaning against the side of the couch, dazed in a daze.

Xiao Shuo went to the outside room, put out the fire, brought in the ginseng soup, set aside a bowl to dry: "I didn't want to talk to you about this."

"You still... have to talk to me."

Yun Lang forced a smile, and stretched out his hand to pick it up: "I've been neglected for a long time these years, and I've really traveled too much—"

"What is deserted?" Xiao Shuo said in a low voice, "If you don't engage in shady and private schemes, you don't know how to intrigue for power and profit, so you call it deserted?"

Yun Lang raised his head, meeting Xiao Shuo's eyes that were as cold as ice.

"Father was killed that year, and with the help of his side, he naturally hid in the dark."

Xiao Shuo said: "Some of these assistances have been discovered, suppressed and excluded, and kept outside the court. Some have not been noticed, and some are still in the center of the court."

"At the time when my father won the heir, he put all his eggs in one basket to keep the family safe, so he never told me about this."

Xiao Shuo dipped the tea on the table, and slowly wrote down a few names on the case: "In these years, I have watched the court disputes, and vaguely figured out a few people, but I can't fully confirm it, and I have to test and screen again."

"I'll do it." Yun Lang recovered from the numbness of his heart for a while, and stood up, "If you call me such a fuss, you should be aware of it, and you should have some determination in your heart."

"Since Uncle Duan was involved in the conquest of the heir, although he was sent to prison in a hurry, he would not be unprepared. If he was a confidant of Uncle Duan's faction, he must have been specially instructed by Uncle Wang. Anything can be trusted."

Yun Lang memorized those names, and said in a low voice, "If they are thoughtful, the first one they want to find... should be me."

"The palace is too conspicuous, and I don't know how many people are staring at it. You just said that I was tortured in the palace, and my life was dying, and you pulled me out to treat my injuries... The medical clinic of Imperial Physician Liang is not bad."

"You...you teach me." Yun Lang twitched the corner of his mouth, "I've always learned things very quickly, and when I learn it, I'll screen it out for you..."

Xiao Shuo took the ginseng soup that was drying, lowered his head and blew gently.

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang's heart was still in confusion, seeing his movements, he couldn't laugh or cry: "It's business, you——don't do this first."

Xiao Shuo looked at him inexplicably: "I can't even drink ginseng soup?"

"...Yes." Yun Lang's ears were hot and he coughed dryly, "I don't like it."

Relying on his injuries, Yun Lang made a fuss: "Turn around and blow."

"That's all." Xiao Shuo took a sip of the ginseng soup, tried it hot and cold, "I made an agreement with Imperial Physician Liang, and I will take you to the clinic in a few days."

"Okay." Yun Lang stood up, "When will you—"

"But for those people, how to distinguish, screen, and test and calculate."

Xiao Shuo: "I won't teach you."

"At this time, why are you still betting?" Yun Lang said helplessly, "Yes, the little prince is very talented, and the little prince is ice-snow smart. Back then, I shouldn't have hit you with chestnuts, saying that your elm brain is not clear..."

"When you arrive at the hospital, just lie on the couch and recuperate, and help me analyze the situation, deduce the pros and cons, and seek the overall situation."

Xiao Shuo said: "You can't learn the methods of calculating people's hearts and driving tigers and wolves away, and you don't need to waste your brain to learn."

Yun Lang was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and smiled wryly: "Xiao Shuo."

"Back then, my father never entrusted you to me, nor did my former queen entrust you to me. Even if you wanted to die, you didn't know to entrust me."

After Xiao Shuo tested the temperature, he pressed the ginseng soup to Yunlang's lips: "So, I have no choice but to entrust you to myself."

Yun Lang closed his eyes for a while, raised the corners of his mouth, and slowly drank the ginseng soup one mouthful at a time.

"When I go to the hospital, I will send someone to take care of you personally on the grounds that I am afraid that you will abscond."

Xiao Shuo didn't want him to make any more effort, so he put his arm around Yun Lang, holding the medicine bowl steadily: "When the time comes, someone will naturally screen them."

Yun Lang leaned against Xiao Shuo's arms, many thoughts were chaotic, unable to speak, he answered vaguely.

Xiao Shuo watched him drink up the ginseng soup, and put the bowl aside: "Now, the major general's business is over?"

"Don't make such a fuss." Yun Lang laughed, and kicked him falsely, "I'm shabby? You still have a few generals, which family's soldiers should I command?"

Xiao Shuo took the handkerchief and handed it to him: "I command my family's soldiers."

Yun Lang was slightly startled, and looked up at him.

"Now that the business is over, I have something to ask you."

Xiao Shuo didn't want him to waste time chatting: "You suddenly asked me to blow ginseng soup that day, what's wrong with you?"

Yun Lang was still thinking about seizing the heir, and almost couldn't keep up: "Huh?"

"Where did I learn it...these are messed up."

Xiao Shuo wanted to reprimand, but looking at Yun Lang's face, he suppressed everything and said in a cold voice, "And the nonsense about 'moving by yourself', 'this and that'..."

"Little lord."

Yun Lang stared at him blankly: "You write your own script, don't you usually read it?"

Xiao Shuo was choked by him for a moment, almost having a fit, and gave him a hard look: "Stop talking nonsense!"

"I'm rambling—"

Yun Lang was angry for a while: "You commented decently, and you said that I was pale, insincere and untouchable. Could it be that I haven't read any of them?!"

"I've seen the cover." Xiao Shuo said in a deep voice, "If you haven't read it, you can't comment? I want to comment on the imperial dining room, so I have to go to the imperial dining room to observe it?"

Yun Lang had never seen Xiao Xiao Wang Ye messing around, and he was blocked by him for a while, pressing his chest: "..."

Yun Lang was convinced: "Xiao Shuo."

Xiao Shuo frowned: "Speak!"

Yun Lang: "Your uncle."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang took the quilt with big flowers and phoenixes, covered Xiao Shuo's head, fell back on his own, and lay down with his clothes facing the wall and fell asleep.

Xiao Shuo sat for a while in the air-conditioning, pulled off the quilt, and threw it aside: "Tell me, these are all learned from the same book."

"Nonsense." Yun Lang didn't bother to talk to him, "How else can I learn, go to the brothel to see if there are officers and soldiers who come to arrest me in bed?"

Xiao Shuo was quiet for a long time, until Yun Lang almost fell asleep, and then said again: "At the beginning, you said that riding a horse leaning on a leaning bridge is full of red sleeves."

"I didn't say it." Yun Lang yawned, "Someone named Wei Zhuang said it."

"You still have a resolution." Xiao Shuo said, "When you turn [-] and reach the crown, you will sleep in brothels all over the world."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang supported his arms and turned over.

Xiao Shuo still had a cold look on his face, staring at him fixedly.

"Xiao Shuo." Yun Lang raised his hand and touched his forehead, "When I was 20 years old, I was not in the brothel, but hiding from soldiers in Tubo."

"When I was 21, I was eating dirt in Dangxiang. At 22, I was rolling in Dali."

"In the past five years, with the capital as the axis, I rowed out at least two thousand miles, and made three and a half circles."

Yun Lang couldn't figure it out: "Don't you keep sending people to chase me?"

"Your whereabouts are secretive." Xiao Shuo said in a deep voice, "It will take some time to find you..."

Yun Lang: "..."

"These days." Yun Lang took a deep breath, speaking in a correct voice, "I was also concentrating on running for my life, and I never went to the brothel."

Xiao Shuo remained motionless, and sat still on the side of the couch for a while, his shoulders seemed to relax, and he got up and said, "Go to sleep."

"Wait." Yun Lang grabbed him, "For such a big person, you really have a book of stories—"

Xiao Shuo's tone was very familiar to him, and he knew that Yun Lang was going to try to laugh at him again, so he said coldly, "Of course I saw it! It's just a trap to tempt you."

"Really read it?" Yun Lang was suspicious, "Which sentence did you read? Do you know what it means to move?"

Xiao Shuo was pierced by him, his eyes became colder, he gritted his teeth and said, "Your sentence... tell me to blow ginseng soup, it's in the script, I've seen it with my own eyes."

"..." Yun Lang sighed softly, "I really know how to choose."

Xiao Shuo frowned: "What?"

"It's nothing." Yun Lang didn't sell the "Book of Teaching Children" under the pillow in the study, Shi Shiran nodded, "Understood, the little prince has read a lot."

"Yunlang!" Xiao Shuo said angrily, "Don't tease me! If—"

"I didn't tease you." Yun Lang rested his arms on his pillow, looking at the angry little prince, he couldn't help it, "I want to read the book about blowing ginseng soup."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"Didn't I be entrusted to you?"

Yun Lang stretched out his hand and tugged at his sleeve: "My lord, I want to see it."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang suppressed a smile, coughed lightly, and wanted to tease him a little more, Xiao Xiaowang Ye suddenly got up, without looking back, he hurried out of the bedroom.