Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Thunder and lightning, one hit.

General Yun raised his legs and ran away without turning his head. He went back to the hospital through the window.

The old master stayed worried for half the night, took him back to the couch, and hurriedly dragged in Liang Taiyi.

The medicinal power of the decoction is not as good as that of Bishuidan, Yunlang didn't have much time, so he leaned on the edge of the couch and grabbed the old master: "Those people look good on me, don't rush to release them, it just adds to the chaos."

"do not worry."

The old master supported Yun Lang, and hurriedly agreed: "When you wake up, teach them a lesson."

"Several Zhuangzi in the mansion, the cashier's income, and the gift list to each mansion at the end of the year, also give me a copy." Yun Lang said, "According to their temper, there may be many secret omissions."

"They are my old department, the prince can't bear to reprimand the discipline."

Yun Lang breathed a sigh of relief, took the medicine handed over by Imperial Physician Liang, and poured it down in one gulp: "It's fine in previous years. This year, the liaison and contacts between various governments, there is no room for any personal affair..."

"Understood." The old master heard it clearly, nodded and replied, "The prince also ordered so, and when the report comes up later, I will make a copy for you."

Yun Lang was relieved, closed his eyes for a while, and thought about it carefully: "Also, go and tell your lords that this matter is not a temporary achievement, so don't be in a hurry. Tell him to sleep when he should, and don't do anything before it's done." , exhaust yourself first..."

"This is a good saying, so you should copy it down and let yourself read it a hundred times a day."

Imperial Physician Liang took the medicine bowl: "Have you finished explaining?"

Yun Lang coughed, looked at the shiny silver needle in Imperial Physician Liang's hand, and smiled coquettishly, "You're so precious, you still need a word."

Physician Liang blew on his white beard and snorted coldly, put down the medicine bowl, and stabbed it mercilessly.

Yun Lang snorted, and fell dizzy on the couch: "Tell him not to think too much about what happened tonight..."

The old master stood by the couch, his heart tightened: "What are you thinking about?"

"Don't think too much about anything." Yun Lang held on to a gleam of clarity, "At this point, I have nothing to trust him with. Going to find him today is just a moment of anger..."

Yun Lang coughed a few times, feeling really dizzy, and looked at Imperial Physician Liang: "What medicine did you give me?"

"Sweat medicine." Imperial Physician Liang pressed him back, "Standing to work hard, lying down to work hard, just put it down to save trouble."

"Why am I not worrying?" Yun Lang laughed, and coaxed him in a pleasant voice, "Don't worry, I won't bother you if I tell you. Drink the medicine if you want to drink it, and get the needle if you want it to be injected..."

Imperial Physician Liang raised his white eyebrows: "Really?"

"Of course it's true." Yun Lang lay flat in front of him, swearing, "It's definitely not like back then—"

Imperial Physician Liang glanced at him, and pierced his acupuncture points with one needle.

Yun Lang was so painful that his eyes turned black: "..."

"Since it's not like back then, I just shut up and lie down." Imperial Physician Liang grimaced, "This time it hurts, but no one will rub it for you by the couch for three days and three nights."

Yun Lang pulled the corner of his mouth: "Not necessarily..."

Imperial Physician Liang wanted to pierce again, but Yun Lang had already closed his mouth tightly in time, lay flat and closed his eyes tightly.

The potency of the decoction had begun to dissipate, Yun Lang breathed a sigh of relief, but the energy in his whole body was still dissipated.

After all, he still had something to do in his mind, and he tilted his head, wanting to speak again, but his consciousness had unconsciously sunk into chaos and darkness.

The old master stood by the couch, panicking: "Young Lord——"

"It's okay, it's just dizzy from the pain." Doctor Liang said, "He should have repeatedly shaken his heart because of something."

Physician Liang found several acupoints, touched the acupuncture points one by one, and tried Yunlang's wrist vein: "Although I took the best medicinal materials for rescuing the sun and returning to the yang, I still suffered from a dark wound. I then stimulated this area with silver needles. Acupuncture points are hundreds of times more painful than ordinary people."

"What's going on?" The old master was slightly stunned, "Young Lord Hou never suffered such a serious injury when he was in the mansion..."

Imperial Physician Liang was also unclear, so he shook his head and focused on the injection.

The old master held his breath and waited by the side for a while, seeing Yunlang's aura gradually calming down, he finally relaxed a little, and walked out of the door lightly.

Xuan Tiewei was ordered to escort Yun Lang back to the medical clinic, he almost lost track of him several times along the way, finally followed him to the medical clinic, and was still breathing outside.

According to Yun Lang's instructions, the old master made arrangements carefully, and dragged Xuan Tiewei who came back with him: "What did the young master say to the prince? Did you quarrel?"

Xuan Tiewei gasped for breath: "I don't know."

"How come you don't know?" The old master frowned, "Young Master just said, tell the prince not to think too much, he just got angry today."

"I was misunderstood and accused for no reason, whoever changed this matter, don't you have to get angry?" The old master became more and more troubled, "The prince sees that they are the old servants of the young master, and he has repeatedly tolerated them. How dare you hide such thoughts! If you had known—"

The old master couldn't say too much, he was annoyed for a while, and sighed heavily: "I have a good intention, but now I am afraid that the two people will misunderstand... What did you say, you really didn't hear anything?"

"Hold too close."

Xuan Tiewei truthfully reported, "I never heard clearly."

The old master: "..."

The old master didn't hear very clearly: "What?"

"Little Hou Ye grabbed the skirt of Wang Ye, pulled Wang Ye on the couch, and moved closer to talk."

Xuan Tiewei couldn't tell which sentence to say, thought carefully about what he saw outside the door, and told him from the beginning: "My lord sat on the couch, stretched out his hand, and hugged Young Lord Yun."

The old master stood in a daze and rubbed his ears.

"The young master struggled, but the prince hugged him even tighter."

Xuan Tiewei: "Young Master struggled for a while, then stopped moving, and fell into the arms of the prince, who even touched the back of the young master."

"..." The old master could understand every sentence, but he couldn't think of the meaning when they connected together: "The prince touched... the back of the young master?"

"After touching it several times, the young master buried it in the neck of the prince."

Xuan Tiewei said bluntly: "The lord touched the head of the young master Yun again. At this time, the two of them are too close, not only can't hear clearly, but also can't hear."

"So... I see."

The old master was getting old and couldn't stand the ups and downs for a while, so he said to his heart, "That's it?"

Xuan Tiewei: "There are more."

The old master's heart hung up again: "What else?!"

"Little Hou Ye said to Wang Ye, 'It's not too late, turn around'." Xuan Tiewei said, "This sentence is louder than others, so I can hear it clearly."

"No need to explain!" The old master was in a hurry, "Then what? The prince just turned around?"

"Turn around." Xuan Tiewei nodded, "Little Hou Ye tore off Wang Ye's belt, lifted Wang Ye's robe..."

The old master couldn't stand listening, waved his hands, and walked out staggeringly.

"What did I do after that, was blocked by the lord, I didn't see clearly, the little lord walked away from the window right after."

Xuan Tiewei fulfilled his duty, and finished his speech, "The prince stood for half a cup of tea, and suddenly came back to his senses, and urgently asked me to catch up with the escort. I chased all the way, and then arrived at the medical hall."

Xuan Tiewei said bluntly: "Now, what does the young master have to say, and you want to bring it back to the prince?"

"No." The old master had a complicated mind, "Let Wang Ye Ansheng sleep first."

Xuan Tiewei: "Yes."

"Although I don't know what you missed or missed." After all, the old master still had a little sense and slowed down, "But if you think about it...the truth of the matter is definitely not as you said."

"Master, don't you believe me?" Xuan Tiewei was not convinced: "Everything I saw with my own eyes is true."

The old master didn't have the strength to fight with him, so he waved his hand: "Anyway...

...it ends with you. "

Xuan Tiewei was doubted for nothing, and said gloomily: "Yes."

"Remember." The old master said in a low voice, "Unless the lord writes a script by himself and orders it to be transcribed and read by the mansion, you must not talk about it with outsiders."

Xuan Tiewei agreed, but was not reconciled: "If Xiaohou Yun's personal soldiers ask—"

"I can't tell!" The old master was very tired, "Where did the young master's soldiers go, and why didn't they follow today?"

"I was ordered to find someone." Xuan Tiewei didn't know very well, "It's a confidential matter, so I can't go into details."

"If you can't elaborate, don't ask."

The old master nodded: "It's just like this, and I must not discuss it with them in detail."

The old master looked back at the room, approached and said in a low voice: "The young master's personal soldiers can hide their words, can't you?"

Xuan Tiewei was inspired to fight: "Yes!"

The old master was quite relieved, and patted him on the shoulder: "The young master is sick now, and there is no one to protect him without his own soldiers. If those people make the young master angry again, what should we do?"

Xuan Tiewei said arrogantly: "Tell them to shut up!"

The old master was relieved, and explained a few more words, then turned to look at Yun Lang who was quietly lying on the couch doing needle work.

Imperial Physician Liang forbids anyone to enter the inner room. Right now Jing Jian and other Shuofang's old troops are guarding the outside, everyone's complexion is complex, sometimes someone wants to look inside, but only takes a look, then lowers his head abruptly.

The old master looked at these people, hesitated to speak, and sighed heavily.

The matter has come to this point, and no outsiders can be allowed to say more.The old master stayed on guard for a while, waited until Imperial Physician Liang wiped his sweat with a cloth towel, covered Yun Lang's skirt, finally came out calmly, and nodded.

The old master felt a little relieved, and also bowed to him, taking advantage of the night, he quietly led him out of the hospital.

When Yun Lang woke up again, the sky was already bright.

Dao Scar had finished his business and came back, he stayed by the couch, Yun Lang immediately stood up as soon as his breath changed: "Young General!"

"It's okay." Yun Lang sat up, "How long have I been asleep?"

"Only four or five hours."

Dao Scar supported him, and hurriedly went to get the soft pillow again: "Physician Liang is sitting outside for consultation, and said that when the major general wakes up, remember to drink a bowl of medicine, and go to him if there is anything else..."

Yun Lang had been needled a few times, and felt that the silt in his chest was relieved a lot. He moved around without help a few times, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "Take it here."

Dao Scar hurried over, took down the medicine that was still boiling on the small stove, divided it into bowls, and carefully carried it to the side of the couch.

Yun Lang took the soft pillow and leaned on it, took the medicine bowl, lowered his head and blew: "Where's Jing Canjun?"

Scar opened his mouth, didn't answer, and bowed his head without saying a word.

"Ask you." Yun Lang laughed, "Where are they? Call them over, I have something to ask them."

"I'm afraid...you can't call them now." Dao Scar said in a muffled voice, "The brothers fought with them, and they didn't fight hard, but it was also an eyesore. I'm afraid it will block the Major General's eyes."

Yun Lang couldn't tell him about this matter, he was stunned for a while, and raised his hand to press his forehead.

He just woke up, and his mind has not been completely straightened out, he thought for a while: "Where is Xuan Tiewei, did you stop you?"

"No." Dao Scar said, "Xuan Tiewei's brother helped watch the wind."

Yun Lang: "..."

"When did your relationship become so good?" Yun Lang was incredulous, "Didn't you still refuse to give in to each other before? Don't think I don't know, you guys always make appointments to fight outside the wall in private—"

Dao Scar tried his best to endure it for a while, and couldn't help it anymore: "Major General!"

Yun Lang paused, looked up at him, took a sip of the medicine, and put the bowl on the edge of the couch.

"Those people—" Dao Scar clenched his teeth, "You showed up several times at the risk of life and death, and deliberately showed your tracks for the obvious purpose of making a fool of yourself, so that the prince can save them in Beijing!"

"These years in Beijing have been messed up, who is not on the front line of life and death, with their heads pinned to their waistbands!"

Dao Scar couldn't hold back his breath: "They don't want to, if you didn't take action back then, and the king's treason was confirmed, the Shuofang Army might be destroyed! Now it's just—"

Yun Lang said indifferently: "It's just that there are seven or eight missing, so there's nothing to be angry about, is there?"

Dao Scar shuddered, dared not say any more, and knelt down in front of the couch.

"You've learned well, and you can make a lot of noise."

Yun Lang said slowly: "It seems that recently many people read military books and figure out the situation of the court, and even the friendship of comrades-in-arms-"

Dao Scar was extremely afraid of his tone, and had already sensed his gaffe, so he hastily bowed down: "This subordinate knows his mistake, please punish him, Major General!"

Yun Lang looked at him quietly for a while, but did not say Zhu Xin's words, took a few sips of clean medicine, and put the bowl aside: "Go down."

Scar hit the ground heavily: "Major General!"

Yun Lang didn't respond, closed his eyes, and leaned on the soft pillow to push the medicine.

Dao Scar knelt beside the couch, he was so regretful that he couldn't let himself go, and he wanted to kowtow again, but was stopped by Xuan Tiewei.

"Major General!"

Dao Scar's eyes were red, he broke away from the black iron guard, and took two steps on his knees: "This subordinate just lost his words in a moment of anger, and never dare to forget his comrade-in-arms robe. If you want to beat or scold, this subordinate will lead the army stick yourself, you—"

"He is not angry with you." Behind him, someone said, "He wants to make you remember."

Dao Scar knelt for a moment in a daze, then suddenly woke up, and turned around to look at the person coming.

Yun Lang leaned on the couch, eyes still closed, not saying a word.

"Words of indignation are bound to be inappropriate."

Xiao Shuo took off the hood and cloak that concealed his description, and put it in the hands of Xuan Tiewei: "But if it falls into the ears of others, it is a sharp blade and dagger."

"If you let them hear what you say today."

Xiao Shuo said: "No matter how much we try to make up for it in the future, there is no way to resolve the rift."

Scar only thought of this layer, regretted it, and said in a low voice: "Yes."

"Subordinate...that's definitely not what I think in my heart." Dao Scar looked at Yun Lang, and finally couldn't help but said, "They are all Shuofang soldiers, and Yun Qi is a brother, so why not Dragon Camp? If it wasn't for the traitor Damn, how could it be like this today—"

"Being able to say this sentence is quite clear in my heart."

Yun Lang raised his eyes and looked at him: "There is a disparity in strength between the enemy and the enemy. Before the fight, your own people will fight first. How can you win the battle?"

Dao Scar listened in a daze, feeling guilt and remorse for a moment, and said in a low voice: "It's the subordinate's fault, it's my personal enmity that hurt my heart..."

"Whether it's a personal grudge or an old grievance, it can be written off."

Yun Lang said: "After today, if you still can't let it go, go to the Zhuangzi of Prince Yan's Mansion to raise rabbits, and come back when things are done."

His tone softened, that is, he had already exposed the matter.Scar was choked with sobs and couldn't speak, he leaned on the couch and nodded vigorously.

Xuan Tiewei couldn't help anyone, he hesitated, and looked up at Xiao Shuo.

"All orders go on." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "Major General Yi Yun orders."

Xuan Tiewei nodded hurriedly, remembering carefully, and went out to send a message to his brother.

"Go ahead, tell them this sentence too."

Yun Lang sat up: "How many black eyes were hit?"

Dao Scar was stunned for a while, held back his words and went back, coughing dryly: "No, not many—"

"I don't know what you did? After beating a few, I went to boil a few eggs and put them on."

Yun Lang pretended to kick: "They are all staff members who joined the army. Even if they join the army, they are also literati. You are really promising..."

"We're going to make amends."

Dao Scar was completely relieved, and grinned naively: "In the future, whoever mentions his past personal enmity will go to Zhuangzi, and he is not allowed to follow the major general anymore."

"Go." Yun Lang laughed, "Everyone doesn't have a brain, what good is it to follow me? When you are not careful, you might lose your head..."

Scar: "Following the Major General is a good thing."

Yun Lang paused, didn't speak, and waved his hands impatiently.

Dao Scar saluted, dragged Xuan Tiewei out, and went to cook eggs with the brothers outside.

The room became clear in a blink of an eye, Yun Lang propped himself on the edge of the couch, sat with his eyes down for a while, and looked sideways at the shadow of the sun outside the window.

Xiao Shuo walked over, sat down on the side of the couch, and straightened the soft pillow behind him.

"Xiao Shuo." Yun Lang pulled the corner of his mouth and said in a low voice, "If one day..."

"There won't be that day." Xiao Shuo said, "I won't take care of them for you either."

Yun Lang was blocked by him, and he was depressed for a while: "Why did the first emperor give you the title of King Yan? You should be called Iron King."

Xiao Shuo took the robe and put it on his shoulders for him: "What Iron King?"

"Iron cast rooster and copper lamb, glass mouse and glass cat." Yun Lang gritted his teeth, "I don't pull out a hair."

"..." Xiao Shuo closed the window halfway, and straightened the quilt on Yunlang's bed: "I really don't know what books you have read all these years."

"Too much." Yun Lang watched him busy with peace of mind, and leaned back, "Don't talk about that, why did you come here by yourself?"

"The person sent is not suitable, I can only come in person."

Xiao Shuo said slowly, "Besides... I still have some things that I want to ask you personally."

Yun Lang opened his mouth, belatedly remembered something he had forgotten, and coughed dryly.

"Last night." Xiao Shuo said, "You came to look for me."

"..." Yun Lang: "Xiao Shuo."

"I did something that made me stunned for a moment, and I didn't have time to react."

Xiao Shuo: "When I regain my senses—"

"My lord." Yun Lang tugged at his sleeves and solemnly clasped his fists on the couch, "Old grievances and personal enmities will be wiped out."

"This matter is hard to sell." Xiao Shuo took his time and moved the empty medicine bowl aside, "Last night I tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, and never thought about one thing clearly."

"Think about it first." Yun Lang went to the doctor in a hurry, remembering what to say, "I couldn't fall asleep last night, but I remembered something. Do you remember, I asked your emperor who he wants to check and balance against you?"

Xiao Shuo was still brewing, he raised his eyes when he heard this, and looked at him.

"These princes and uncles who were born to you by the late emperor, and the princes in Beijing today, not only can't give birth to dragon and phoenix twins, they are also not material for great things, so there is nothing to worry about."

Yun Lang coughed dryly, tied his belt firmly, and said quickly, "It's also because of this, after the death of Uncle Duan, the late emperor had no choice."

He spoke solemnly, Xiao Shuo frowned, sat upright, and nodded: "I know."

"After much deliberation, I suddenly came up with an idea in the past few days."

Yun Lang tugged at him: "Back when we two went to the suburbs of Beijing, why did it happen that we bumped into the Rongdi spy?"

"Is it related to this matter?" Xiao Shuo mused, "At that time, the late emperor transferred his father back to take over the imperial guards, and went through the inside and outside of the capital. It was found out that Rong Di's spies conspired to enter the capital with wrong intentions, so they eliminated them all."

"You also know that I don't know much about North Korea-China relations."

Yun Lang nodded, and said again: "But there is one thing I know... I may not be able to penetrate into the camp of their leader Rong Di personally if I personally lead people."

"When I was fighting with Uncle Duan Wang, I once led someone to touch it. I changed their clothes and was careful everywhere, so they noticed it."

Yun Lang said: "People of the two races have different habits and customs. It is not easy to sneak in, let alone sneaked into the capital from thousands of miles—"

"Let's not mention this matter for now."

Xiao Shuo frowned: "When did you take someone to visit Rongdi's camp again? Why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

"My lord, what we are talking about is business..." Yun Lang had a headache and reached out to touch the tea, "I just went to have a look, didn't I come back?"

Not being fooled by him, Xiao Shuo raised the teacup and put it aside.

Yun Lang stretched out his hand a few times, but he couldn't reach it by a hair, and was furious: "Xiao Shuo—"

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes, and his eyes fell on him.

Yun Lang was silent for a moment, then felt discouraged: "What are you talking about, shameful?"

That visit to the camp was against orders, and the two armies had been stalemate in the heavy snow for a month. They were running out of food, grass and weapons, and King Duan accepted the imperial decree to retreat the soldiers and return to the pilgrimage.Yun Lang couldn't hold back his temper, and led his soldiers into the opposite camp overnight.

Although he set fire to Rongdi's camp by mistake, he still couldn't escape King Duan's military orders. Yun Lang was reluctant to mention it at first: "I have to ask this? I'm sorry if I don't say it to you..."

Xiao Shuo had an impression: "You came back with a limp, and I gave you a horse but you were not happy, and that time when you yelled for pain as soon as you sat down?"

General Yun, who complained of pain as soon as he sat down, and his buttocks were spanked five times: "..."

"So." Xiao Shuo realized something, "What you did last night was due to long-standing grudges."

"Why did you mention—"

Yun Lang was angry for a while, and pulled back forcefully: "After all...you should know that it would never be so easy for Rong Di to enter the capital without internal support."

"I had my doubts."

Xiao Shuo said: "It's just that this matter is extremely confidential. I don't know if my father checked it out at the beginning. I have searched the mansion's past files these days, but I found nothing."

"That's what you checked too?" Yun Lang's eyes lit up, "I've watched you Uncle Wangs all over the past few days. Uncle Wei Wang concentrates on practicing calligraphy, Uncle Huan Wang lingers in love, and that little uncle of yours is obsessed with chopping wood all day long. If you want to be the second class of Lu, I'm afraid you are not suitable for such a thing."

"..." Xiao Shuo pressed his forehead: "King Jing is also your elder, at least respect it."

"The first emperor was always strong and strong, Xiao Cuo is not five years older than me."

Yun Lang didn't take it seriously: "Didn't you also refuse to call him uncle?"

Xiao Shuo suppressed his temper and didn't care about him, instead he said: "Since this is the case, I should only be afraid of someone else. This person's power was able to threaten the capital at the beginning, if it has not been eradicated, we should be afraid of it now."

"If my guess is right, our emperor will use the old method of driving tigers and wolfs away again."

Yun Lang said: "I will show you kindness first, if you are really bewitched by his kindness, then I will support you and go to remove his elbow and armpits. It would be great if we can die together..."

"If both sides suffer." Xiao Shuo said, "He doesn't need to exert any effort even if he strikes."

Yun Lang nodded: "So I said, it's not a bad thing."

"If he wants to support me, he will ask me to take over the power to do things, and he will be more pampered and pampered at ordinary times."

Xiao Shuo tried the hot and cold water of the tea, and passed it over: "In a few days will be the Winter Solstice, and there will probably be blessings."

"Just take it." Yun Lang didn't bother to do anything, lowered his head and took a sip of tea from his hand, and touched the back of Xiao Shuo's hand, "If you get angry again, let's go home and smash things at him, and act in front of him..."

Yun Lang looked at Xiao Shuo's expression, raised his hand and waved in front of his eyes: "Little prince?"

Xiao Shuo came back to his senses, raised his head to meet Yun Lang's gaze.

"What's the matter?" Yun Lang tugged at him, "I still feel uncomfortable? I really don't want to, and it's not like we can't find another way..."

Xiao Shuo shook his head and put the teacup aside: "I remembered the past."

Yun Lang was slightly taken aback.

"There is no need to discuss this matter."

Xiao Shuo said in a low voice, "These years, I can hate you so much that the world will believe me, there is nothing I can't do."

Yun Lang opened his mouth, his chest burned unconsciously, and smiled: "In a few days... let me go see Duke Qian."

Xiao Shuo looked at him and frowned.

"There's nothing you can't do, why can't I?"

Yun Lang slowed down his tone, and persuaded him patiently: "Master Qian is angry with me, it's nothing more than old reasons. He is the princess' father, your grandfather, and naturally... is also my elder."

"Wang Shu Wangfei, treat me like a son." Yun Lang said, "Kowtow to grandfather, kneeling for a while, it's nothing..."

"Don't mention it."

Xiao Shuo didn't think there was anything to dispute about this matter, so he leaned back according to Yunlang: "If you think we must have Lord Qian's help, I'll go and kowtow to him a few times, just to admit my mistake for the original matter."

"Admit what's wrong." Yun Lang twitched the corners of his mouth, "It was my family who did the Duke Qian's investigation of the injustice, and when he came to me with a knife to claim his life, you chased him out of the parents' mourning hall to stop... You have to admit your mistake, could it be At that time, shouldn’t you not fight back and let Duke Qian stab you in the shoulder?”

Xiao Shuo's complexion suddenly darkened: "Who told you that?"

"That night was Mid-Autumn Festival, the moonlight was bright and clear, and I was attracted by the color."

Yun Lang knew that he couldn't sell the old master's book, so he opened his mouth and said, "I took you into my arms, took off your clothes, and saw an old scar on my shoulder..."

Xiao Shuo couldn't get used to him talking so casually, he sat up with anger in his eyes: "Yun Lang!"

Yun Lang's eyes were quick, and he raised his hand to poke the soft flesh between his ribs.

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang was stunned, and according to his old memory, he poked Xiao Wangye's most ticklish place a few times: "Aren't you going to laugh so much now?"

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, thinking silently that he was still injured, and pressed Yun Lang's hand that was stretched into his robe: "Since you started messing around, you must have finished your business."

"No." Yun Lang still remembered the important point, "You asked me to meet Duke Qian—"

Xiao Shuo completely ignored him, and said indifferently: "Last night, I had something that I couldn't figure out no matter what."

Yun Lang's eyes were quick and his feet were quick, and he was about to run to the ground after throwing off the quilt.

"You hit him five times." Xiao Shuo grabbed him firmly, rolled over, and pushed him back on the bed, "I tossed and turned all night, but I still can't figure out how you hit so fast."

"..." Yun Lang mumbled, "Little prince, is this what you don't understand?"

"There are many things that I can't figure out." Xiao Shuo said, "This is the most important one."

Yun Lang thought for a long time, then gave up on himself and babbled nonsense: "I think it's because I practiced Shaolin Picking Flowers Without Shadow Hands. You can't learn this. It's the unique secret book of the old monk who sweeps the floor at the bottom of Wudang Mountain. I'll help him buy a comb. I paid three Wen in exchange for..."

Xiao Xiaowang has always been unable to distinguish nonsense, he is still frowning and thinking about why the monks at the foot of Wudang Mountain need to comb.Yun Lang waited for the opportunity to struggle hard, Yaozi turned over and unscrewed the restraints behind his back, took advantage of the chaos to tie him up and hugged him, and stretched out his hands to tickle him.

Xiao Shuo was no more slack than him these years, he pressed him on the couch, put one hand behind his back to protect him, an eye for an eye, and poked into the robe of General Yun.

"Hiss—" Yun Lang didn't have his good concentration, couldn't help but gasped, and tried every means to fight back, "Little prince, have you practiced all these years so why can't you hold back your laughter?"

Xiao Shuo said lightly, "I don't have to bear it."

Yun Lang was startled unconsciously, looking at his expression, slowly frowned.

Xiao Shuo's hand was still between his ribs, he raised his eyes and fiddled lightly.

Yun Lang was pinched so accurately by him that he couldn't hold back his laughter, coughed and gasped: "It's uncomfortable, don't make trouble..."

Xiao Shuo remained unmoved, and lowered his head to meticulously take care of the ticklish spots on Young Master Yun's body.

He had almost forgotten how to smile these years, seeing Yun Lang curled up on the couch laughing out of breath, after a moment of silence, the corners of his lips lifted slightly.

Imperial Physician Liang said that Yun Lang still needs to stay in bed, so he can't be too tossed about.Xiao Shuo repaid the five slaps last night, then withdrew his hand, sat up with Yun Lang in his arms, "Okay, calm down."

"I can't make peace anymore." Yun Lang was dying, and languished on his shoulder, "We can't fight battles, and we can't seek power, so you can carry me back..."

Xiao Shuo said softly, "Okay."

"..." Yun Lang: "Huh?"

"You lie down, I'll find some prescriptions." Xiao Shuo said, "Go brew and sell."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang was a little worried for a moment, and raised his hand to touch Xiao Shuo's forehead: "Have a fever? What nonsense are you talking about..."

"It's not nonsense, it's just an absurd thought." Xiao Shuo moved his hand away, "You are not allowed to go to Duke Qian's place."

"Can you stop me?" Yun Lang leaned on his shoulder and muttered in a low voice, "I want to run, but you can't catch ten of them..."

"I know." Xiao Shuo whispered, "Don't run away."

Yun Lang was slightly startled, stopped messing around with him, stretched out his hand to gently hold Xiao Shuo.

The two of them hadn't been tossing around like this for too long, Yun Lang followed his childhood habit and snorted behind his back twice: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"Do it often." Xiao Shuo said, "I don't feel uncomfortable anymore, sometimes I almost feel that the worst kind is actually the best."

Yun Lang slowly frowned, seeing him indifferent and desolate, couldn't help stretching out his hand, hugged him and patted him: "Stop thinking about this, what is your best dream? Think about it more , and my heart can be more relaxed..."

"It's nothing." Xiao Shuo moved his hand away, "Where did you learn this?"

Yun Lang paused for a moment, and quickly gained wisdom: "Didn't you do the same thing last night? At that time, you felt that I was uncomfortable, so you comforted me like this."

"At that time, I just saw that you were depressed, so I stroked your back a few times to help you calm down." Xiao Shuo said, "I have never patted you back and forth like this."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang said: "The book says that if you slow down and pat, the effect will be better..."

Xiao Shuo: "What book?"

Yun Lang hid the "Book of Teaching Children" that he had specially brought under his pillow, swallowed dryly, and shook his head: "I've read it over the years, it's all about talk from a hundred schools of thought."

"That's all." Xiao Shuo saw that he was trying to hide it, so he didn't ask, "You and I have secrets now, so it's okay if you don't want to tell them."

"It's not what you think."

Yun Lang said awkwardly, "You...don't always have to think that I have plans."

Yun Lang: "What do you think, tell me openly, and I will definitely promise you..."

Xiao Shuo straightened his clothes, and his eyes fell on him: "It's that simple?"

"Yes." Yun Lang was a little confused, "What's so complicated..."

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes and said in a low voice, "Okay."

Yun Lang was a little nervous for a moment, quickly arranged his clothes, and sat up straight.

"Do you...do you think?" Xiao Shuo said, "Now that I can't laugh anymore, I'm not liked by others, or even disgusted and feared by others?"

"..." Yun Lang denied it flatly: "No."

"On weekdays, I don't let you mess around wantonly."

Xiao Shuo said: "You feel restrained, but you are always uncomfortable in front of me."

"No." Yun Lang didn't expect him to misunderstand so much, and smiled wryly, "If I bother you, it's different where I was arrested? Why did you go back to Beijing all the way, just to lie on the wall in the middle of the night to take a look at you..."

Xiao Shuo's eyes trembled, and he raised his gaze abruptly, and firmly clamped Yun Lang's wrist.

Yun Lang made a slip of the tongue for a moment, too late to regret: "I didn't look at it, I was lying on the wrong wall."

Xiao Shuo's chest rose and fell, he stared deeply at him for a while, then let go of his hand little by little, and said in a low voice, "I know how to laugh."

Yun Lang: "...OK."

Yun Lang patted the back of his hand, raised his hands and cupped his fists: "I believe it."

Xiao Shuo sat quietly for a long time, concentrating on remembering the previous feelings, and raised the corner of his mouth towards him.

Yun Lang looked at him, his eyes were sore for no reason, he blinked his head a few times, took a deep breath and coaxed: "Okay, I see, the little prince smiles really well... I won't go to Duke Qian, you Go kowtow to him, I will lie down in the mansion and wait for you to come back."

Xiao Shuo said softly, "This is it."

Yun Lang was startled for a moment, then turned back to look at him.

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand and covered the corner of the quilt for him: "I go out to do things, whether I like it or not, I do everything that needs to be done."

"I'm going to make a false appointment with the emperor, to be driven by him, and to be used by him. I'm going to ask my grandfather for forgiveness. If I want to beat or scold, I will bear all the reprimands."

"I'm going to seek the court, fight for power, and find out a way for us to survive."

Xiao Shuo raised his head, he has been used to this over the years, he tried his best to calm down a few times, but in the end he remained indifferent: "You lie down in the mansion and wait for me to come back."

"The trouble is over?" Imperial Physician Liang knocked on the door, and took a look with his head. "The Minister of the Ministry of Industry came to see the doctor. He said that he would like to visit the guests in the medical hall in his spare time today."

Xiao Shuo gathered his clothes and got up: "Let's go."

Physician Liang nodded, ordered the boy to lead the way, and went back to the front hall for consultation.

Yun Lang was still thinking about Xiao Shuo's words, he took his clothes and put them on, and got off the couch.

Xiao Shuo walked to the door and said in a low voice, "Yunlang."

Yun Lang looked up.

"I just told you."

Xiao Shuo met his gaze: "It's the best dream I've ever had."