Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Yun Lang not only slept peacefully, but also had a dream.

In the dream, he was still in the prison of Dali Temple, but the dry grass under his body was not so soft and comfortable, it was heavy chains, wet water stains and cold stones.There is no one by my side, and my heart is far less calm and peaceful than it is now.

The prison in Dali Temple is tightly linked, and the deeper it goes, the deeper it goes.

The charter prison is specially locked up for serious offenders.

Although this dungeon is not often used, it was used urgently for one night a while ago, and it was used to house the remnants of the Yun family of Zhenyuan Houfu that the guards had just captured.

Yunlang fled for five years, and what he carried on his back was a secret that was unknown at the time.For the current emperor, what threatens is the stability of the throne, but for Dali Temple and the master behind it, it is a very powerful knife.

As long as it is used well, this knife can be accurately stabbed at the most deadly crux of the emperor and the most he does not want others to know.

Dali Temple has quick eyesight and quick hands, and before all parties can react, it snatches Yunlang and puts him in prison.

Now it seems... this is probably what King Xiang meant.

Yun Lang frowned, wanting to change his dream, but failed, curled up and turned over.

Back then when Yun Lang accompanied him during the spring hunt, he also met King Xiang Xiao Yun.

King Xiang shot and hunted only ferocious birds and beasts, and they were first imprisoned in cages and tortured every day, and then their wings, teeth, claws, and bones were broken.

When I was tortured until I completely lost the thought of resistance, I came forward in person, gave me food, water, and extended medical treatment.

Slowly domesticated and used for myself.

Yunlang served as a member of the Baoshuo army, returned to Beijing to sacrifice himself in front of the secret guards of the bodyguard department, was tied up, and was thrown into the prison of Dali Temple.He didn't stay for a moment, and was thrown into the dungeon first.

There is no place to sit in the water prison, and there is no way to rest for a moment. Once a person falls down, he will naturally drown in the water.

This kind of punishment was already too cruel and inhuman, so the first emperor ordered to dismantle all of them, but there was still one prison at the bottom of Dali Temple.

Yun Lang tied himself to the iron fence by the wall and stayed up for three days and three nights, never let go of a word.

He was taken out of the water and thrown into a charter prison.

At that time, there was nothing in the charter prison.What they are in now is the outer prison, and the outer prison is locked. The inner prison used to lock people is only five feet long and wide, but one foot six or seven feet high. The narrow air holes are too tall to reach.

It was dark and dead, empty.

I can't calculate the exact time, but as far as the eye can see, there are high walls in all directions.

In the previous dynasty, there was a great general who killed countless enemies with great military exploits, but he was imprisoned for three days and driven mad in this claustrophobic place.

Yun Lang just came out of the water prison, lying on the ground dripping wet, no matter whether he was claustrophobic or not, he fell into a coma unconsciously.

When I woke up again, I had a high fever.

The scorching breath scorched his throat, but the heat in his heart and lungs was eroded away by the chill in the prison, leaving only the bone-chilling cold.

There is sunlight that reflects the floating dust into a beam, and if it cannot reach the bottom, it will be swallowed up by the deep black prison.

Yunlang was so burned that he couldn't move, lying on the cold bluestone slab.Counting how many particles of floating dust there are in that beam of light, counting to chaos, and fell asleep drowsily again.

Count again when you wake up, and sleep when you are tired of counting.

He was indeed feeling tired, and when he had such a rest, he didn't feel too hard.I don't know how long I lay in this chaotic state, and finally I slept more than I woke up, and the lingering pain and torment gradually faded away.

As long as you hold on a little longer, as short as a few hours, as long as a day or two, you will probably be able to leave cleanly and leave nothing behind.

However, God's will tricks people, and when the perception has faded to the point of relief, the light of the oil lamp tore apart the deep darkness and silence around.

The door of the inner prison with the animal head embedded in it was opened. Someone dragged him out, pried open his mouth, and forcibly poured water and medicine down.

Some people roared in frustration, and scolded the jailer for the food that had not been touched in these days.

At that time, Yun Lang's consciousness was completely blurred, and he was dragged and fiddled with, wiped his head and face, and barely placed on the chair.

The jailer secretly brought hemp rope and tied him tightly so that he wouldn't slip off.

The minister of Dali Temple had just scolded the jailer severely, but he himself was severely reprimanded for almost letting the prisoner go on a hunger strike to commit suicide, so he came over in disgrace, biting his anger and picking him up: "You think... you can die if you want to die gone?"

There are too many things that Yun Lang wants to do, but he can't do it, and he can't figure out why he can't even do one of them.He was very tired, he glanced at Dali Siqing and closed his eyes again.

The prison doctor at the side said tremblingly: "My lord, he has only one life left now, I'm afraid he will--"

"Say!" Dali Siqing let go of his anger, and said in a cold voice, "Why did you return to Beijing, and who did you instigate?!"

Yun Lang fell back on the chair, lowered his eyes, and slowly gathered his internal strength.

"How much do you know about what happened back then!"

Dali Temple Secretary pressed on step by step: "Did you sneak back to the capital to overturn the case for the Zhenyuan Hou Mansion? Or did you sneak back to the capital to avenge the emperor..."

The internal energy in Yunlang's body was already extremely thin, gathering sporadically, rushing towards the heart vein.

The prison doctor stared at the side, seeing Yunlang's chest and shoulders trembling slightly, and the corners of his lips overflowing with blood, he was terrified: "My lord! No, quickly ask someone to seal his internal strength—"

Dali Siqing's eyes tightened, and he said sharply: "Come here!"

Yun Lang opened his eyes and looked at the man in black who responded, coughing up blood, overflowing with uncontrollable hostility.

Since he was not allowed to choose any path, he always chose this dead path.

He deserved to die a long time ago, when he knelt down to persuade Xiao Shuo after receiving that cloak in Wende Hall, he should have given his life back.

After suffering all these years, now he is not even allowed to die.

Yunlang struggled with his shoulders and arms, and abruptly broke free from the hastily tied rope. With a light sweep of his body, he had already grabbed a dagger in the hand of a man in black and pulled it towards his chest.

"Stop him!" Dali Siqing said loudly, "Stop him quickly, seal his meridians and acupoints—"

"He has dissipated his inner energy."

The man in black held the dagger firmly, and competed with Yun Lang two by two: "Seal his meridians, and he will die in a moment. I will knock him down now and pin him to the ground. If there is a slight mistake in strength, he will die too. "

The minister of Dali Temple couldn't tell Yun Lang to just die like this, he looked back and forth, his expression changed in anxiety.

Holding the dagger, Yun Lang raised his eyes and smiled at the group of people.

His complexion was pale, his brows and eyelashes were as black as ink, and he leaned forward to hit the sharp edge of the dagger without suppressing his bony and arrogant expression.

The man in black hurriedly blocked, and put his elbows on Yunlang's chest and shoulders.

The two were in a stalemate, and the old man in green who had been standing silently beside him suddenly said slowly: "Young Master Yun, do you still remember King Yan?"

Yun Lang's eyes trembled, his expression remained motionless.

"You know, King Yan is now weak and sick, and he has closed his mansion to hide from the world. I'm afraid there will be no holidays."

The old man said slowly: "Royal rice is also called Poppy Poppy and Afulan. Eating a small amount of it can cure diseases, and a solar eclipse can relieve worries..."

Yunlang's shoulders tensed silently, his inner strength was limited, his eyes were blurred, and he blinked off the cold sweat and said hoarsely: "He never ate."

"You are far away in another country, so how can you be sure?" The old man walked behind the man in black, "In the capital, these rumors are everywhere. If you don't have the slightest concern in your heart, why did you go back to the capital on purpose?"

Yun Lang filled his throat with blood, closed his eyes, and said in a low voice, "He never ate."

"Back then, it was true that the emperor did not harm King Yan because of your secret obstruction. But now five or six years have passed, maybe he has unconsciously understood the Tao, but he still doesn't know it."

The old man's voice was hoarse, but what he said chased him like a poisonous snake: "This imperial rice can make people addicted. If an addict loses this thing, he will be in pain. Anyone who can give him this thing, let him do it. Anything goes. If things go on like this, you will gradually lose your humanity, leaving only your instincts, and you will not even be considered a human being..."

"Enough!" Yun Lang snapped, "He won't, even if—"

"Even if he is enlightened, will he bear it no matter the cost and force himself to quit?"

The old man smiled: "It seems... Young Master Yun really knows King Yan deeply."

Yun Lang shuddered, raised his head suddenly, and stared at him firmly.

"It's a pity." The old man sighed softly, "It's precisely because of this that the emperor is becoming more and more afraid of him day after day, and now I'm afraid..."

Yun Lang tensed: "What are you afraid of?"

"The current power of King Yiyan is not in our eyes, and we haven't investigated it carefully before. You will only know if you survive."

The old man lowered his eyes and said slowly: "You have to know that you are very useful to us, and the Lord does not want you to die. On this point, it is not intolerable."

Yunlang's energy was exhausted, the voice in his ears was suddenly far away and near, and it became a chaos, and he could only hear some words and sentences vaguely.

His breathing was uncertain, and at this moment, his mind was caught off guard, his shoulders and back suddenly convulsed uncontrollably, and he coughed up blood again.

The man in black took the opportunity to grab the dagger, threw it far away, put Yun Lang on the ground, and turned his head to avoid choking blood.

The prison doctor rushed over immediately and tried to save him with his head buried in panic.

"It turns out that the key to subdue you lies with him."

The old man squatted down: "What is the relationship between you? According to our information, the two of you have clearly turned against each other, King Yan Xiaoshuo..."

Yun Lang was stunned by these two words, his consciousness could not sustain after all, and he fell into chaos in groggy.

……

It's not safe to dream, it's hot and cold for a while, and it's hot and disturbing, which makes people very upset.

Yun Lang felt a pain in his chest, coughed twice, frowned uncomfortably, and mumbled a few curse words.

These people were so upset that they cared about his relationship with Xiao Shuo.

Even if it's a relationship between father and son, uncle and nephew, that's the person he wants to cover up, and he's going to lie to him about being weak and sick, and he's obviously going to take him around...

He clearly knew that the words were bluffing, but he actually acted like a fool to be bluffed, holding on and not daring to die.

Still annoyed, a hand grabbed his arm, trying to pull him up.

Yun Lang was full of anger, and raised his hand to block it.The other party paused for a moment, let him go, and shook his wrist again, but Yun Lang caught him with his backhand, and pressed him firmly to the ground without saying a word.

The nightmare that trapped people shook, and then disappeared.

General Yun was pressing down on the invading enemy vigorously, and he wanted to use more force with his hand, but suddenly sensed something was wrong, coughed dryly, and let go of his hand.

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang stretched out his hand, carefully protecting Xiao Wangye's wound, pulled him up from the haystack, and patted the grass clippings on his body: "I told you earlier, I tend to mess around when I'm asleep, I can't Random touch..."

"I know." Xiao Shuo was quiet for a moment, then straightened his clothes, "But you mess around in your sleep, most of the time you insist on getting into my arms."

Yun Lang was still gasping for breath, he was stunned when he heard the words, he stopped and raised his head.

Xiao Shuo knew that General Yun was good-faced, so he didn't want to reveal his fault at first, so he glanced at him and said, "He kept shouting all night about where it hurts, and asked me to rub it for you."

Terrified, Yun Lang opened his mouth, but said nothing.

Xiao Shuo: "If you rub it hard, you feel it hurts, if you rub it lightly, you don't feel it..."

"Enough." Yun Lang blushed, wishing he could dive into the straw, "Sleep in separate beds tonight."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

When Xiao Shuo said these things to him, his intention was definitely not this.He paused, trying to figure out what Yun Lang meant, and tried his best to change his words: "It's me——I tell you..."

Yun Lang couldn't listen anymore, he pinched Xiao Wang Ye's arm, took his hand, and sealed Xiao Xiao Wang Ye's mouth.

Xiao Shuo really didn't want to share the bed tonight, so he pursed his lower lip and looked up at him.

"I'm sleeping... Is it really that easy to let go?"

Yun Lang had never had this self-awareness before. After thinking about it for a while, he suddenly realized: "So you said at that time, you hugged me at night, knowing that my chest still hurts—"

Xiao Shuo frowned: "It's the truth at night."

Yun Lang thought too much for no reason, coughed, and said embarrassingly, "Oh."

Xiao Shuo pulled him closer, felt the heat on his forehead, and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse.

"I don't have a fever, I'm ashamed." Yun Lang fanned his face, feeling extremely worried, "I'm naturally thin-skinned, so I can't listen to such tiger-wolf words, and my mind was agitated for a while..."

"..." Xiao Shuo calmed down, and didn't talk to him about the dragon and phoenix twins. Could it be that he made it up on the execution ground, and took Yun Lang over: "What did you dream about?"

Yun Lang felt guilty, and immediately shook his head vaguely: "It's nothing."

Xiao Shuo's eyes darkened, he pressed his wrist pulse, but did not speak.

Yun Lang concentrated on comprehending it for a while, and vaguely realized that his heart was indeed weak and chaotic, so he acted hastily, and said forcefully: "My heart is the same. When I think of what happened at night, I feel extremely embarrassed, and my heart is beating wildly..."

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, not wanting to bother him, and said slowly: "You were in a dream just now, I called you several times, but you couldn't wake up, but your body was getting colder and colder."

Yun Lang was startled, and pursed the corner of his mouth.

"If it's something you don't want to say, it's fine not to say it." Xiao Shuo said, "It's just that the limbs are cold, and the breath is closed, which is not good for the blood, so I called you in a hurry."

Yun Lang didn't listen carefully to what he said, looked at Xiao Shuo's expression, frowned, and touched Xiao Shuo's hand.

Only then did Yunlang feel hot all over from his fierce embarrassment at night, and before he could notice it, the heat faded away, only to realize that there was some abnormal temperature on Xiao Shuo's body.

Through the fabric, it is not the usual warmth, but a somewhat disturbing burning.

Yun Lang's heart tightened, and he wanted to sit up, but Xiao Shuo grabbed his arm and pulled him back to his eyes.

"Why do you have a fever?" Yun Lang frowned, and reached out to touch Xiao Shuo's forehead, "It's so hot, why don't you know how to say a word!?"

"..." Xiao Shuo looked at General Yun, who was so lenient and strict with himself and others, "Don't you have a fever when you are injured?"

Naturally, Yun Lang would, and fainted from the fever in the barren mountains and ridges. He was at a loss for words, and pressed Xiao Xiaowang's hot forehead: "I'm the same as you..."

Xiao Shuo said softly, "What's the difference?"

Yun Lang's ears were burning hot, he couldn't speak for a while, he staggered to get up, and wanted to find a corner to squat by himself.

It was easy to stand halfway, and Xiao Wangye dragged his clothes and sat back on the straw.

"Same, same, same."

In front of him, Yun Lang couldn't say affectionate and sour words, so he was so angry that he finally broke the jar and said, "You and I are exactly the same, with two eyes and four mouths, and I will draw a scar on you when I turn back... Let go, I'll move on." Push the energy and blood for a while, so that the little prince won't think my hands and feet are cold."

Every time General Yun was really shy, he barked his teeth and claws more and more unreasonably.

Xiao Shuojing looked at his indiscriminate words, lifted the corners of her lips, and said softly: "I'm dead drunk, I don't know about human affairs."

Yun Lang: "...Huh?"

"You were watching from the sidelines, you didn't want to take advantage of others."

Holding his clothes, Xiao Shuo said slowly, "But I stretched out my hand to tease you, saying that you are too cold, and I want to warm you up."

At this moment, Yun Lang was really worried that Xiao Xiaowang was in a coma, so he came back and reached out to touch his forehead: "What the hell..."

"You just returned to the palace." Xiao Shuo held his hand, his slightly hot palm pressed against Yunlang, helping him remember, "The soldiers under my command fell into my hands, come and ask me for them."

Yun Lang: "..."

Unexpectedly, Yun Lang was inexplicably shocked, and looked at him: "I made up a few short stories for you."

Xiao Shuo: "Yes."

Yun Lang still had a vague impression: "That night, I had evil thoughts in my heart."

"This is the first sentence." Xiao Shuo said, "The latter is what I said. You poured tea and told me—"

"Okay." Yun Lang stopped, looked at Xiao Shuo, admiring him physically and mentally, "If I dare to make it up, do you dare to write it down?"

Xiao Shuo asked indifferently: "Which sentence of what you said, I have never remembered?"

Yun Lang was heckled by him, unable to speak for a moment, his throat moved slightly, and he pursed his lips.

"Besides."

Xiao Shuo was silent for a moment: "That paragraph is actually well edited."

"Sincere and touching, it's not pale, and it's not routine." Xiao Shuo said, "But it did manage."

Yun Lang was reminded by him, and vaguely remembered what he had made up. Hearing Xiao Wangye's real comments, he felt extremely uncomfortable: "...Oh."

"I still remember the following."

Xiao Shuo recited it for him: "The moonlit night is cold, but my body is so warm..."

Yun Lang couldn't bear to listen to it at all, so he stabbed Prince Xiao in the chest, hoping to kill him immediately.

Xiao Shuo stopped talking, and put his arms around him.

Yun Lang clasped his fists on his last breath: "Little prince, in view of the past feelings, give me a good time."

"The tea leaves from that day." Xiao Shuo said softly, "It was the people I sent to track you down. After you left, they went to your hiding place to see what you used to drink."

Yun Lang was stunned, and thought about it carefully: "You said it was used to make tea eggs, and the tea soup spilled on us two twins?"

"..." Xiao Shuo embraced him, distributed the heat from his body, and slowly warmed General Yun's almost icy limbs and bones: "Yes."

"It doesn't taste right." Yun Lang rubbed it twice, "I thought at the time that the tea was actually quite good..."

Xiao Shuo said slowly, "I was deceiving myself and others at that time, trying to convince myself that you have actually lived a good life these years... until that day, I can't lie anymore."

"Then I'll help you lie." Yun Lang said generously, "I'm doing well now."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, but did not continue, and listened intently for a while: "The fire is stronger than before, it will burn for a while, and then rest for a while."

Yun Lang trusted Xiao Xiao Wangye's ability to listen to the corner of the wall, and it happened that his body was very cold, so he simply opened his arms to Xiao Shuo's warm chest and shoulders.

Xiao Shuo's palms were also hot, and he stuck to his back, carefully protecting his spine and heart veins.

After ironing like this, the limbs and bones slowly gathered heat, and the warmth burned into the bottom of my heart, it was extremely comfortable.

In recent years, Yun Lang's illness followed his injury, and it was rare for him to be so comfortable, so he couldn't help but squinted his eyes and yawned.

Xiao Shuo lowered his head and kissed his brow and eyes: "Sleep for another moment."

"I'm not sleepy anymore, I still have to figure out how to get out for a while."

Yun Lang tossed and tossed for a long time, and picked out a completely comfortable posture: "Well, I have to have a reason..."

"I'll take the guards to hunt down the bandits." Xiao Shuo said slowly, "Catch up to the seventh pavilion, the bandits—"

Seeing that he was struggling, Yun Lang smiled and added it for him: "It's blown to pieces, I can't put it together, the flesh and blood are so bloody that I can't recognize anyone, then what?"

Xiao Shuo took a deep look at him, remained silent for a moment, and continued: "The two of us were trapped in the seventh pavilion. Seeing that we were in danger, we accidentally touched the mechanism, fell into the secret passage, and fell down. When we woke up again, we were already here. place."

"It's good." Yun Lang rubbed his shoulders, "It's a pity that the bodyguards have eyes and see you alone without a guard."

Xiao Shuo calmly said: "I also have eyes to watch the villain assassinate with sleeve darts. If he is captured, he will kill him with his own hands to vent his anger."

Yun Lang didn't expect this level, he was startled when he heard this, and thought for a while: "That's true."

Although the bodyguard division had some tricks in his hands, Xiao Shuo still had a genuine sleeve dart stuck in his waist.

There are shady things on both sides, and it's really hard for anyone to talk about it in the open.

"Use this to deal with Kaifeng Yin, of course it will work."

Yun Lang pondered for a while: "What do you say in front of the emperor?"

Xiao Shuo said calmly, "We'll talk about it when the time comes."

"..." Yun Lang was in awe: "Is it easy to think like this?"

"I was able to break through, thanks to the destruction of the mechanism, but it is inevitable that I will be injured."

Xiao Shuo said: "After the fire was extinguished, the commander in front of the palace searched around, and finally found me and my guards here. When I hurried forward, I saw that both of them were seriously injured and unconscious, and had to go back to the house for treatment and recuperation."

Xiao Shuo: "It takes ten days at least, half a month at most to wake up."

"That's good." Yun Lang's eyes lit up, "We've disturbed the balance between Beijing and China, and it's dangerous to advance or retreat. It's better not to move, let's see what they do first."

Xiao Shuo nodded.

"So things are not all set."

Seeing his expression, Yun Lang felt a little confused, and shook his hand: "What else can you think about?"

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a moment: "You can't help it for a while."

"..." Yun Lang touched his forehead: "Huh?"

Xiao Shuo: "Raise your hand to remove the belt on my body, and turn me over."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes: "I wanted to break free, but I didn't know it, but I made you hug me..."

Yun Lang gritted his teeth: "Xiao, Xiao, Wang, Lord!"

Yun Lang didn't expect him to be entangled in this, and he was angry and happy: "Why are you so familiar with this thing? Bookstores in the capital don't let you print it, so you can only read it yourself after copying it..."

"Why don't I allow myself to see it?" Xiao Shuo said, "This is clearly a dream I haven't had in five years."

Yun Lang was stabbed in the chest by him, and he stood there without saying a word.

"It's a pity." Xiao Shuo wanted to grit his teeth more than he did, and gnashed his teeth in a low voice, "When you say this, what follows is 'too long, skip the middle'..."

Yun Lang coughed dryly, and touched Xiao Wang Ye's chest.

"...That's all." Xiao Shuo turned his head and suppressed his thoughts, "This is not a place for nonsense, your chest is almost warm, turn yourself over—"

"Wait a while." Yun Lang cleared his throat, "Close your eyes first."

Xiao Shuo was slightly startled: "What are you doing?"

"If you tell you to shut it down, you can shut it down. You don't care what I do."

Yun Lang has always been impatient, so he pulled Xiao Wangye's belt, and directly covered his eyes: "Don't move."

Xiao Shuo frowned, originally wanted to speak, but stopped.

According to the vigorous and resolute behavior of General Yun at this time, if he asked "Why can't you move?", he might be tied up.

Xiao Shuo dropped his hand, closed his eyes under his clothes, and did not move as he said.

General Yun is open-minded and open-minded, with the clearest and cleanest mind.Looking at the nonsense, in fact, he was taught to be very honest and polite by the first emperor and the Taifu successively, and he always only talked about a hundred and eighty tricks.

At the beginning, the two were fooled by Xiao Cuo and tricked them into going to the restaurant, telling the dancer to get within three steps, Yun Lang would immediately bounce off, and hurriedly dragged him to block in front.

Even though the two of them have confessed their intentions now, Xiao Shuo is clear in his heart that Yun Lang is only getting close to him by instinct, and he doesn't know the things that he said in his mouth.

Knowing that he was thin-skinned, Xiao Shuo was not in a hurry, so he waited quietly for a moment, then said softly, "Yun—"

Before he could finish speaking, General Yun was holding him with stiff arms, and bumped his head on his forehead.

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang didn't know the rules at all, at the moment when he started his own attack, his chest heaved so much that he couldn't stop, he swung his arms like a puppet, and hugged Xiao Xiaowang with a bang.

"..." Xiao Shuo felt deeply in his heart, and said in a low voice, "Okay, I know. When you get back... take your time."

Yun Lang couldn't wait to go back, he was trapped in the nightmare of the past, and when he woke up, he saw Xiao Shuo, his chest was so hot that he couldn't hold it anymore.

There were some things he couldn't say, but he still wanted to tell Xiao Shuo.

No matter what method is used to tell.

Xiao Shuo groped a few times, found Yun Lang's back, and patted it with his arms: "No hurry, we will have a long time this time, it will definitely be long, I will figure out a way."

Knowing that he restrained himself, Xiao Shuo said softly, "Wait until we get home..."

Before the words were finished, the cold and moist touch had already tremblingly stuck to him with the posture of going to death generously.

Xiao Shuo paused for a while, his breath stagnating suddenly.

The honest, self-restraining and courteous General Yun closed his eyes tightly and pressed his lips against Xiao Wangye's. His mind was blank for a while, and he had an idea and let out a loud suck.

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