Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The old master went back to the study, and came to the gift department's rules and regulations, and was taken aback by the extra Young Master Yun on the warm couch.

"When did you come?"

The old master didn't have time to prepare, so he hurriedly put down the things in his hands, and went out to ask someone to prepare ginseng tea: "But what happened to the medical center? These black iron guards are also, why don't they know how to report..."

Yun Lang was sitting on the couch, just after being stroked along his back twice, at this moment his whole body was not relieved: "The medical center is fine, don't blame Xuan Tiewei."

The old master brought over Shencha: "How can we not blame them for being so slack?"

Yunlang is no better than others, and now the details are still very fine.His foundation is too weak, if he is not careful, he catches the wind and catches the cold, and if he is not careful, he will get sick again at every turn.

The old master personally arranged, and always took care of him carefully, but these days Yun Lang had to stay in the medical hall, so he never prepared a stove to drink tea every day: "It's too embarrassing, which way did you come back from?"

Yun Lang coughed dryly, pulled off a thinner fur coat calmly, "..."

"Young General Yun."

Xiao Shuo took the ginseng tea, blew it a few times, and tried the hot and cold first: "A surprise attack on a moonlit night, chasing hares, came in through the window."

Yun Lang hugged Bo Qiu: "..."

Only then did the old master remember the matter of the hare, and patted his head: "That's right! Did you catch the rabbit?"

"I grabbed it, but I didn't hold it firmly, and I was bitten."

Xiao Shuo looked at Yun Lang: "You are right, it is indeed wild."

"Does it matter? Wild rabbits can not only bite people, but also kick people."

The old master was taken aback, and worried for a while: "Do you want the medical officer in the family to—"

"No need." Xiao Shuo was firmly kicked by Yun Lang under the thin fur, without moving, he held the man down with his legs, and passed the ginseng tea, "I didn't see blood on the skin, I just told it to run away .”

The old master let out a sigh of relief: "That's good... run away and run away."

"Turn around and say hello to Xuan Tiewei, see if you can catch it again."

The old master also followed Duan Wang to shoot and hunt. Remembering the past, he said with a smile: "Wild rabbits are much more fragrant than domestic rabbits. They run outside all day, but they don't see any embarrassment. They are easy to touch and hug. They are also delicious when baked. Very, especially the hind legs and butt..."

Yun Lang had just taken a sip of ginseng tea, and was caught off guard and coughed out of choking.

The old master was at a loss, and looked at the young master Yun in his mansion: "The old servant said something wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"That's right." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "When you go back, go to the cashier to get ten taels of silver."

The old master had a windfall, although he didn't know why, but he still happily thanked the prince: "Yes."

Xiao Shuo put down the dossier in his hand, looked at the blushing General Yun, and pulled the corner of his lower lip: "Go and rest, I'll talk to Young Master for a while."

The old master felt relieved to see the two of them together well, so he hurriedly agreed, exited the study, and specially took the servants outside the door to carefully order the stove-warming snacks that should be delivered at night.

Xiao Shuo got up and closed the door tightly, and walked back to the couch.

Yun Lang was dying on the couch, his hands were almost burning from head to toe, his mind was chaotic and he wanted to die.

"Now I know it's embarrassing." Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand to pat him through the thin fur, "When he bit me, he used ten percent of his strength."

"Xiao Shuo." Yun Lang became angry from embarrassment, "Just say one more word, and you will know what [-]% strength is tonight."

Xiao Shuo looked at Yun Lang for a while, then smiled, and stopped teasing him, and dimmed the candles on the table.

Yun Lang noticed something, and took a small mouth from the wrapped fur: "What are you doing with the lights off?!"

"..."

Xiao Shuo just wanted to make the room darker so as not to disturb Young Master Yun's rest and recuperation.Seeing Yun Lang's extremely vigilant expression, he closed the lampshade tightly: "There is not enough lamp oil in the house, so we need to save it."

Yun Lang didn't believe it: "My lord, the treasure rack I broke back from your study that day, there are at least ten more in your house—"

"Seventeen, all from the palace."

Xiao Shuo said leisurely, "Too much is bestowed, and I can't finish it."

Yun Lang got angry for a while, lifted his thin fur coat and looked at him, saying to himself that fortunately Shang Shu of the Ministry of Industry is not here, otherwise he might jump up and break your leg.

"Cover it up." Xiao Shuo glanced at him, "I'm sweating all over, and I'm going to catch a cold when I turn around."

Yun Lang was used to being taken care of by him these days, so he didn't want to, so he pulled Bo Qiu back and covered his head with his eyes closed.

Xiao Shuo took the paperwork, sat back on the side of the couch in the dim light, and opened a small hole in the soft fur wrapped into a ball on the couch: "It's all right, go to sleep."

"Sleep, wake up, sleep, sleep again and fall asleep."

Yun Lang was upset and turned over: "I don't sleep."

"You haven't slept well in these years." Xiao Shuo casually flipped through a page of paperwork, "Sleep more now, so what?"

Yun Lang was slightly startled, poked out half of his head from the small hole, and looked at Xiao Xiaowang who was in front of the couch.

The light was dimmed by the shade, and the windows were closed tightly, letting in the shadow of the moon.

Xiao Shuo leaned against the window, ignored him, and slowly flipped through the paperwork in his hand.

"I really haven't slept much these years." Yun Lang looked at Xiao Shuo for a while, then sat up, "You didn't sleep well, did you?"

"What can I do to sleep well?"

Xiao Shuo put down the papers and copied down a few sentences: "You copy and kill all the family members, and I will be promoted to rank. You are regarded as ungrateful and greedy for profit, and I am recognized by the world as the innocent sufferer."

"You fetch water and drink from the ancient well in the ruined temple, while I live in the royal mansion, drinking gold and jade..."

Xiao Shuo mocked lightly, "Why can't I sleep well?"

Seeing Xiao Shuo's indifferent expression, Yun Lang gritted his teeth for a while, turned his head and coughed twice.

He didn't want to show discomfort, after all, he was so upset that he couldn't help but raised his hand and hammered his chest hard.

Xiao Shuo frowned, threw down the paper to check his wrist pulse, but Yun Lang raised his hand and pushed it away.

"Young Lord Xiao. You don't like the Ministry of Industry's official book, but it doesn't matter if he gets angry."

Yun Lang sat down firmly, and exhaled: "If you are so angry with me again, you may use the new tomb in the land of Taiyin someday."

"What nonsense?" Xiao Shuo said in a deep voice, "If you don't want to hear it, I'll just say it. There's no need to say such cruel words—"

Yun Lang laughed: "Who is punishing?"

"Which of the two of us has been better these years? Who doesn't know in your heart?"

Yun Lang didn't even want to quarrel with him, so he threw that hand away: "If you can't say good things well, you have to make trouble, and if you have to say these things, it will make people feel uncomfortable, right?"

Xiao Shuo's shoulders tensed silently for a while, the expression in his eyes changed a few times, and he whispered, "I'm sorry."

Yun Lang was still uncomfortable, so he turned around and ignored him.

"I didn't say these words to anger you."

Xiao Shuo sat behind him, remained silent for a while, and then continued: "All these years, I have said to myself every day that I hate you, but in fact it is not you that I hate."

"You hate your sixth uncle, I know."

Yun Lang sighed, suppressed his temper and didn't care about him, and turned back: "Didn't we find a way to deal with him? It seems to be a bit difficult now, but it's not impossible, just a little bit..."

"I do hate the current Holy One." Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, "But there is someone who is far more hateful than him."

Yun Lang frowned: "Who?"

Xiao Shuo didn't answer, and covered Yunlang's fur cover: "It's all right, I won't talk about this again."

"Who else do you hate?" Yun Lang tugged at him, relentlessly, "Xiao Shuo."

"This matter has nothing to do with you."

Xiao Shuo moved Yun Lang's arm away, stood up and said, "It won't be a delay, you don't have to worry about it..."

Yun Lang pushed him back on the couch with his backhand, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Shuo!"

Xiao Shuo was rarely yelled at by him, so he paused and raised his head.

"You hate yourself, don't you?" Yun Lang pressed him tightly, "What do you hate about yourself? Is it your fault that something happened to the palace and the princess died? Is it your fault that my family collapsed? If you I really can't find anything to hate, I'll find a wooden man to pierce three times a day, at least here—”

"I don't hate these things." Xiao Shuo said slowly, "I hate that I was so cowardly back then."

Yun Lang looked at him and slowly frowned.

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes: "It's just a broken jade pendant, so I dare not explain it to you."

"Let you out of the capital, and watch you go away on horseback, but dare not chase you, and go with you."

"I clearly know that you have too many things to hide from me, so you didn't tell me." Xiao Shuo said in a low voice, "Look at you wearing the cloak bestowed by the late emperor, and you look like a lifeless, walking corpse... how really I dare not ask."

"Why are you walking like a dead body?" Yun Lang could barely react, "Where's my flesh?"

"The walking corpses are from Zhang Junfang's "Seven Signs of Yunji." Xiao Shuo glanced at him.

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Xiaowang has a photographic memory.

Yun Lang didn't care about this, he twitched the corner of his mouth, and leaned back: "I was really in such a mess at that time?"

"At that time, it was written all over your face that you only hoped that I would stab you with a sword."

Xiao Shuo looked at him: "You and I have known each other since we were young, and I look at you every day, you are heroic and determined to rise above the clouds. I have never seen General Yun's heart as desperate as that day."

"What do you watch me do every day." Yun Lang's teeth were sour, "Don't talk about this, why did you run away with me at that time, and escape with me?"

Xiao Shuo sat under the lamp, his voice was indifferent: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong? You don't know how to do light work, and I have to drag you to the house, and there are pursuers, and I have to drag you to squat on the grass."

Yun Lang got a headache when he thought about it: "I originally only wanted to get something for one person to eat, but you are dragging me down, so I have to get you another..."

"A hare, I'll give you both hind legs." Xiao Shuo said, "I'll just eat what's left."

"..." Yun Lang pressed his right hand, resisting not poking him down with a finger, "Let's talk about the hare again, one of you and I will definitely have a leg broken tonight."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and didn't speak any more.

"Don't make trouble..." Yun Lang said seriously. Seeing his anger, he kicked through the thin fur coat, "You follow me to escape, not to mention how burdensome I am, you don't want such a big palace?"

"Xuan Tiewei is Uncle Duan's personal soldier, without your protection, why don't the bodyguards be demolished?"

Yun Lang took a sip of ginseng tea and glanced at him: "The old master has been with Uncle Wang for so many years, and he is loyal. When he woke up, the little prince in the house ran to wander the world with a fugitive."

Yun Lang couldn't bear to think about how the old man would be frightened: "Maybe one day, when we two sell wine under our names, we see an old man carrying a burden to find the prince..."

Xiao Shuo said softly, "I know."

"Since you know, there's nothing to hate." Yun Lang couldn't understand his aggressiveness, "I ran away at that time, it was a last resort. It was also a last resort for you to be trapped in the palace."

"It's a last resort. No one is better off than anyone else. Naturally, no one is wronged than anyone else."

Yun Lang touched the back of Xiao Shuo's hand, gave him some of the thin fur, and wrapped him up together: "Come on, smile again."

Xiao Shuo was quiet for a moment, but he really followed what he said, and twitched the corner of his mouth again.

Yun Lang was taken aback: "Good boy."

"Yunlang." Xiao Shuo didn't allow him to push forward, raised his hand hanging by his side, and said slowly, "You can say one more thing."

"Forget it, I won't train you anymore..."

Yun Lang didn't have enough strength, he couldn't beat him for a while, but he was able to bend and stretch: "What's the matter with your jade pendant?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "It's just that I wanted to send you off, but I didn't want to make a mistake, so I didn't have time."

Yun Lang thought about it for ten years, and wanted to ask, but seeing Xiao Shuo's calm expression, he couldn't say anything.

At that time, he was busy preparing for the expedition, and Xiao Shuo was busy seeing him off.

General Yun Shao always rejoices when he hears about wars, the more dangerous the war is, the more excited he is, he excitedly raises troops to go out, and he doesn't even say goodbye.

After that, too many things happened, they were too close together, and the pressure was too heavy, one pile after another was smashed down.

Looking back many years later, there is only one sentence left, which was a mistake and did not have time.

"You trained well today."

Xiao Shuo also changed the topic and stopped mentioning this matter: "The past is irretrievable, it's me who is stuck in the past, which only increases my troubles."

Yun Lang was just increasing his troubles, but Xiao Shuo exposed him for no reason, so he gave him an angry look.

"I haven't slept well these years."

Xiao Shuo said: "I said those words not to make you feel uncomfortable."

Yun Lang said sullenly: "It's to make yourself feel uncomfortable after hearing it."

"Yes." Xiao Shuo said, "Tossing and turning, I can't sleep at night. In the dead of night, when I think of you being alone outside, I just hope that someone will scold me severely, and I feel better."

"It's just that I don't have any elders to teach me, and I don't have any close friends by my side." Xiao Shuo said slowly, "I can only speak harsh words to myself."

Yun Lang: "..."

The more Yun Lang listened, the more something was wrong: "Little prince, did you say that on purpose to make my heart feel bad?"

"Yes." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "I offended you by saying something wrong today, if you don't say something that makes your heart hurt, you will be angry with me for a few more days."

Yun Lang opened his mouth, unable to say a word in admiration, and cupped his fists at him.

"I know I'm wrong, and I won't say these things in the future, which will make you feel sad."

Xiao Shuo: "If you're still angry—"

"Not angry."

Yun Lang sighed: "You are busy with your work, I will grind ink for you."

Xiao Shuo quietly stared at him for a while, before sitting back to his desk, he picked up his pen again.

Yun Lang also followed, sat down on a place, took the ink ingot and slowly grinded it: "I know someone in Jinwuwei, Chang Ji, General You. If you have an emergency, you can find him."

Xiao Shuo nodded.

"What reason to make up, how to try to get around, I don't need to worry about you."

While thinking about it, Yun Lang said: "Chang Ji is the Jin Wu Guard who accompanied him. I was afraid that he would not be able to cover up, so I didn't tell him the truth. I just lied to him that he sent a substitute who looked like me to torture you to vent your anger. Take the opportunity to get away."

"If you talk to him, remember to be careful." Yun Lang said, "Don't reveal your secrets."

Xiao Shuo wrote a few lines: "OK."

"I was uncomfortable at that time, and I didn't have time to think about it." Yun Lang slowly ground his ink, "You said that this assassination may not have come from outside, it is indeed reasonable... But if it came from the court, what kind of force is it? ?”

"I don't know yet." Xiao Shuo shook his head, "During the Emperor's reign, you and I were still young, so we didn't know many inside secrets."

Yun Lang looked at him, frowned, and said nothing.

"You just want to restore the relationship with your grandfather. I didn't agree with it at first, but now it seems that it makes sense."

Xiao Shuo said: "When I go to pay my respects to my grandfather, I try to ask and see if I can get some news."

Yun Lang threw the ink ingot aside: "Xiao Shuo."

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes: "What?"

"You speak well, but I feel something is wrong." Yun Lang poked his forehead, "What's going on?"

"..." Xiao Shuo put down his pen, "I'm sneering and sarcastic, and you say I'm angry with you. I speak well, but you think it's wrong."

Yun Lang coughed, and murmured: "Yes."

Xiao Shuo: "You still come to ask me what's going on."

Yun Lang also felt that he was a little unreasonable, a little embarrassed, and pushed the person back: "Go on, I—"

"I just said a few words wrong."

Xiao Shuo gritted his teeth: "Are you so stubborn that you have to slap me a few more times before venting your anger?"

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

He just saw that Xiao Shuo seemed to still have something on his mind, so he didn't feel at ease, he didn't think about it at all, he was stunned when he heard this: "I—"

"Since you are not forgiving, I will tell you the truth."

Xiao Shuo couldn't continue writing, so he pushed the document aside: "When you asked me if I couldn't sleep well these years, I was almost flattered."

Xiao Shuo said coldly, "You really can't see it?"

Yun Lang looked at Xiao Xiao Wang Ye who was so gloomy that he was about to storm, and swallowed dryly: "Maybe there are some... I can't see it."

"I thought you would only ask me about the imperial court and the military situation in northern Xinjiang. If you hadn't heard that I vomited blood, you wouldn't have come to see me even if you went to seek your own death."

Xiao Shuo stared at him: "It was like this back then, you just wanted me to live, regardless of whether I would make life worse than death."

Yun Lang thought about it for a while, but he couldn't argue, so he smiled wryly: "I—"

"This sentence is angry. I know you don't care, but there are too many things that you need to take care of. You are so stretched, you really can't take care of it, and you have no power."

Xiao Shuo's eyes were gloomy and cold, almost condensed into ice: "It's just that I'm crazy, and I'm talking nonsense. I know that you are uncomfortable, but I am sorry for you."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang couldn't bear it anymore, and touched his chest: "Oh."

"But today." Xiao Shuo gritted his teeth, "You came back from the clinic to look for me just because you were afraid that I wouldn't sleep well."

Yun Lang looked at him, his heart couldn't help softening, and he took Xiao Xiaowang's hand and touched it.

Xiao Shuo's shoulders were tense, almost trembling: "You still touch my hand."

"..." Yun Lang was embarrassed to touch it, and wanted to retract it, but before he could pull it away, Xiao Shuo suddenly grabbed it with his backhand.

Yun Lang was in pain for a while, suppressed the pressure and hummed, and called him softly: "Xiao Shuo."

"I don't know what's wrong with me."

Xiao Shuo squeezed him tightly: "The more I want to speak well, the more I can't speak."

"I know." Yun Lang stretched out his arms to embrace him, and patted him lightly, "You haven't talked to anyone properly for a long time, and you are alone in the capital, and the people around you are either untrustworthy or unreliable..."

Xiao Shuo seemed to have never heard of it, and lowered his eyes and his chest heaved: "At that time, I wanted to say... I really didn't sleep well. If you were here, it would be much better."

"I want to ask you to stay." Xiao Shuo chewed these few words hard, almost bleeding, "I want to tell you that I was very cold and very sad in my dream."

"I know." Yun Lang said softly, "It doesn't matter, I know it even if you don't tell me, the two of us—"

"But when it comes to the mouth, it all becomes words that hurt you."

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes forcefully: "I have clearly sworn that I will never make you angry again."

"When did you swear?" Yun Lang was stunned, "Then you didn't make it a day..."

"I can't do it." Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, "It's only natural that you want to punish me."

"..." Yun Lang was on a whim that day, and he didn't really want to beat Xiao Wangye's ass every day, so he coughed and said, "I won't punish you, okay?"

Xiao Shuo said coldly, "No rewards for meritorious deeds, no punishment for demerits, is this how General Yun leads the army?"

Yun Lang patted the center of his eyebrows, planning to ask the imperial doctor Liang for a prescription to soothe worries and express feelings, and to have a toast with Xiao Shuo.

"From now on, if I make such an annoying mistake again." Xiao Shuo stood up, "You can punish me yourself, don't worry about what I say."

Yun Lang opened his mouth: "It's...it's okay, it's just—"

Xiao Shuo didn't think there was anything good, but with his back to him, he slowly untied his belt and took off his outer robe.

"Prince Xiao." Yun Lang jumped off the couch and hugged him tightly, "It's not right."

Xiao Shuo frowned: "That's what you did that day."

"Yes, I responded to an allusion that day." Yun Lang sighed, "It's called 'self-inflicted evil, don't live'."

Xiao Shuo had only taken off half of his outer robe, and was tightly hugged by him, and said coldly, "Let go."

"Don't let go." Yun Lang shook his head, "Don't worry... just take it easy."

Yun Lang tightly hugged Xiao Shuo from behind, groped a few times, and slowly patted his chest: "I know you are anxious, but what's the rush? I can't run away, so I'll just wait here... ..."

Xiao Shuo was hugged tightly by him, the cold sweat on the back of his heart was stuck to Yun Langhuan's warm chest, the fierce conflicting emotions in his eyes gradually eased, and he whispered: "Don't be angry with me."

"If I'm really angry with you, I won't say a word to you, just turn around and leave."

Yun Lang became a doctor after a long illness, and he practiced his technique very well. He helped him rub his chest slowly: "You didn't mean to anger me, but you just don't know how to speak well, and how to communicate with others."

"I know." Xiao Shuo said in a deep voice, "I don't remember it for now."

"Okay, I don't remember." Yun Lang nodded, and quickly pushed the boat along, "Let's just let this matter out for today?"

Xiao Shuo stood still for a long while, and his chest was slowly humped, and the cold and hard shoulders that hurt others and himself loosened bit by bit.

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

The conversation had just begun, and the old master brought two plates of crispy yellow dumplings that were cooked tenderly and sweetly, and happily came in: "The house is newly made, while it's hot—"

The old master paused, staring at the situation in front of him in a daze: "While it's hot..."

Yun Lang didn't wear shoes, stood on the ground, hugged Xiao Xiaowang who had untied his belt and half of his coat: "..."

"That's right." Yun Lang coughed and poked his head out, "The little prince said that he did something wrong, so he should be beaten."

Yun Lang said truthfully, "That's why the lord asked me to beat him up."

The old master: "?"

"I have a very close relationship with the prince, and I can't bear it."

Yun Lang was frank and sincere: "That's why I was in a hurry to stop you."

Yun Lang: "As you can see, I am trying to dissuade and relieve the prince."

The old master: "?"

"Seriously." Yun Lang spoke the truth, "The two of us are exchanging our hearts and clearing up our suspicions..."

"Needless to say." Xiao Shuo couldn't listen anymore, moved Yun Lang's arm that was still on his chest, and walked over, "Thank you, go and rest."

Xiao Shuo: "Go to the cashier tomorrow and receive a fine of 11 taels of silver."

The old master: "??"

Xiao Shuo took two plates of snacks, stuffed them into Yunlang's mouth, and sent the old master out of the study in person.