Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Xiao Shuo's vision was blocked by his clothes belt, he protected General Yun's back with one hand, and stood still in place.

Sitting hot, Yun Lang stretched out his hand to untie his eye-covering belt, stumbling all over his body with burning heat: "Bring, are you excited?"

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, opened them, and flattened Yunlang on the dry grass.

Yun Lang was unprepared, and watched himself lie flat on the spot, and immediately clenched his collar: "What are you doing?!"

At any rate, he was still in the dungeon of Dali Temple, and Yun Lang just wanted to do some interesting little things in the storybook with Xiao Xiaowang, but he was never so free and easy to meet so frankly in the cell.

Yun Lang clutched his neckline, and was held on the shoulders by Xiao Wangye, feeling extremely nervous: "I kissed so well just now? The fire burned me, I can't help it..."

"..." Xiao Shuo leaned on his side: "You read in the scriptures, it's all kissing like this?"

Yun Lang was choked by him, with a guilty conscience: "There are always a few books on the left and right... so what?"

"Not so much." Xiao Shuo said, "In the future, I will tell the Juwen Yuan that a group of underground bookstores that spread rumors and usurp documents and editions should be shut down."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo was quiet for a moment: "You should read some serious scripts. Although there is no second volume, there is not much difference in the process after all..."

"I've seen it!" Yun Lang became annoyed, "Who said that after reading it, you will know it?"

Yun Lang couldn't hold back his breath, and pulled Xiao Xiaowang to compare: "You also watched the military marksmanship a thousand or eight hundred times, and you still have pictures! Have you learned it?!"

Xiao Shuo was often turned over by him, and he could take it lightly: "The master is the first. When I didn't know the marksmanship at the beginning, I knew I was not enough, so I asked you for advice and study day and night."

Seeing that Prince Yan's skills were getting better and better, Yun Lang was so startled by "day and night" and "asking for advice and research", he opened his mouth and didn't make a sound.

Xiao Shuo pressed a few of his acupuncture points, looked at Yun Lang's face, and turned Young Master Yun's face over: "The pictures of the erotic palace are secret biography in the palace, and the regulations of this dynasty are not published among the people. If you I want to see the picture-"

Yun Lang's face was red, and he almost plunged into the straw: "Don't look!"

Xiao Shuo looked at him and suppressed a smile on the corner of his mouth.The fingertips ran over Yunlang's back under the thin clothes inch by inch, found a few acupuncture points on the back, and slowly pushed away the blocked meridians.

What is said in the scriptures is actually not entirely accurate.

Such a blunt and chaotic behavior is logically just like nonsense, and there is no follow-up development.But just now, General Yun made a loud kiss with all his strength, ironed his collar from behind the ear, and sat in his arms warmly, but it made his blood rush for no reason.

If you don't put Yun Lang down, you will almost see General Yun, who is subtle and sharp-eyed, be aware of it.

The two of them sleep and eat together these days, and Xiao Shuo has roughly figured out Yunlang's flirtatious temper.Hand over this weak spot, if it is not guaranteed, one day Yunlang will suck him on a whim, turn around and go to the room triumphantly to watch the fun.

Yun Lang had exhausted too much energy before, and just now he was unconsciously shut down by the nightmare again. Even though the Qi and blood were stimulated by the side door, the meridians were still blocked.Xiao Shuo pressed it a few times, which aroused the hidden numbness and pain in his muscles and bones, and made him break out in a layer of cold sweat.

"Don't hold back."

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand and wiped away the cold wave on Yunlang's forehead: "If it's true—"

"I really don't want to." Yun Lang closed his eyes tightly, suppressing the itch in his heart, unyielding, "What's so good about the pictures... don't look at it."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo originally thought that the matter was over, he didn't want to see Yunlang hold back, he just wanted to make Yunlang feel hurt, so he couldn't help but stop at this moment: "Really?"

"When..." Yun Lang was half-steady, and he was discouraged first, "Does it look good?"

Although Yun Lang often writhed in the palace, but the former empress was too strict, and she had only heard of these things by name, and had never seen them at a glance: "More exciting than the script? What kind of..."

Xiao Shuo calmed down, and pushed back General Yun, who had suddenly regained his energy: "I've never seen it either. If you want to see it, I'll ask Xiao Cuo to borrow it."

Yun Lang couldn't help laughing: "Why is it him again? You look for him for everything, have you returned the woodcarving back then..."

The two were just chatting, Yun Lang was resting on his arm, some thought flashed through, and his mind suddenly moved slightly: "By the way, what has Xiao Cuo been doing all these years, why didn't you hear him?"

"I didn't do anything." Xiao Shuo said, "It's almost the same as when I was young. I was named King Jing, wandered around all day, made wood carvings and gave them away."

Yun Lang thoughtfully, nodded his head, and buried it back in his arms.

Xiao Shuo: "Is he also related to this matter?"

"It doesn't count."

Yun Lang shook his head: "It's related to him, it's better to say that it has something to do with the former queen."

Xiao Cuo was four or five years older than the two. Although he was an uncle in terms of seniority, he had never enjoyed the dignity of being an uncle because of his age.

At the beginning, Yunlang was raised under the knee of the former empress, and lived in Yanfu Palace.Xiao Cuo was the youngest among the princes, and because of his wit and lovability, he was often taken to make fun of the queen.

"He has liked to play with wooden mechanisms since he was a child, and he is also talented."

Yun Lang asked Xiao Shuo to get the acupoints, calmed down, and wiped off the cold sweat on the cloth between his arms: "You see that I am very handy in this Yuying Pavilion, in fact, it is because I have seen most of the organs in it with my own eyes. .”

Xiao Shuo paused slightly and frowned.

"I've seen it before, it's not so dangerous."

Yun Lang smiled and kicked him: "It's the past, I still have all my arms and legs, so why worry?"

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, glanced at the unknown number of hidden wounds lurking under Yunlang's skin, muscles and bones, did not answer, pressed his bamboo stick acupoint again, and pushed with a three-point force.

Yun Lang snorted, swallowed back, and continued: "You also know that Yanfu Palace is not within the palace walls, it is a separate place..."

"The eunuchs of the previous dynasty flattered them. In order to expand the imperial city, they moved the barracks of the forbidden army in the north of the inner city and built the Yanfu Palace. This dynasty inherited it and changed it to a resting place for the emperor and empress."

Xiao Shuo said: "He dug the pond to form the sea, diverted the spring to form the lake, and the palaces and pavilions are full of strange flowers and stones, rare birds and animals."

"That's not the case..." Yun Lang was not very embarrassed, "There are some strange flowers and stones. When Taifu Cai taught you this section, the rare birds and beasts were talking about me."

Xiao Shuo paused, couldn't help stopping his hands, and looked down carefully.

He had never believed in strange powers, and when he saw the humanoid General Yun lying on his stomach, he didn't know whether he should ask further.

"No such mess... isn't it the white tiger?"

Yun Lang murmured: "The former empress gave me a jade unicorn. You know, the palace always loves to spread rumors about visions..."

Xiao Shuo: "Qilin is going to the house, do you want to change the beams?"

Yun Lang opened his mouth and coughed dryly.

Xiao Shuo had indeed heard a lot, but in his heart he always felt that the scenery of Yunlang was beautiful and bright, and he never connected with him: "The unicorn wags its tail, the pavilion collapses and the palace is destroyed..."

"It's alright." Yun Lang couldn't listen anymore, "Anyway——Teacher bothers me, and always makes fun of me with this. You can recite it eloquently, and I can't stand up and admit it myself."

Yun Lang lay down on the hay, heaved his mind, and continued to speak down as if nothing had happened: "It's just that the pavilion was destroyed, and I can't just blame it on me."

"Many years ago, the former empress called Supervisor Xiao Cuo and built a loft in Yanfu Palace."

Yun Lang said: "Yanfu Palace is already such a wonderful building, so it's not too strange to build another one inside. Therefore, no one pays much attention to this matter, both inside and outside."

At that time, Yun Lang had been traveling to the Shuofang Army all year round, and it was rare for him to come back. It was only after half a year that he realized that a building had sprung up in the palace he was used to living in.

The outside of the building looks unremarkable, but there are Jinwu Guards patrolling day and night, and the surrounding area is airtight every now and then, with frequent people coming in and out.

Yun Lang was naturally curious, so he went around trying to research.

"It's a pity that the Jinwu guards are surrounded to death, and they won't let me in to see what they say."

Yun Lang said: "I asked my aunt and grandma a few times, but she was not allowed, just said that she would not do my business."

Xiao Shuo withdrew his hand and listened to him quietly.

"I didn't know about it, and I was worried about it for a while. I also went to Xiao Cuo, but he pretended to be stupid and kept silent."

Yun Lang said: "So I—"

Xiao Shuo: "The more I couldn't bear it, I simply took advantage of the darkness and the wind and the silence, so I sneaked in."

"..." Yun Lang turned his head and gritted his teeth at him: "Little prince, a gentleman never exposes others' faults."

"A gentleman stays away from the kitchen." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "I won't make dim sum for you from now on, you go buy it yourself."

For a moment, Yun Lang even regretted letting Xiao Shuo practice so much in the past five years. He held his breath and kicked Xiao Xiaowang firmly through the hay.

His strength was much stronger than before, Xiao Shuo's eyes were a little relieved, and his palm covered Yunlang's back through the clothes that had already soaked in cold sweat: "Go on."

"I—" Yun Lang was furious for a while, and lay down on his stomach, "I couldn't help it, I touched it at night."

Yun Lang lowered his head and murmured in a low voice: "The lower three gates are opened, and then upwards, you will see the mechanism, the rainstorm pear blossom needle..."

Xiao Shuo understood what he meant: "Is that building actually modeled after Yuying Pavilion?"

"It should be the original blueprint of Yuying Pavilion." Yun Lang nodded, "As for how to modify and adjust later, it was secretly made by Dali Temple and King Xiang in collusion. The palace didn't know about it, so it couldn't make changes in time."

Yun Lang didn't know this at that time, he only knew that the building was full of risks and there were organs everywhere.He was delighted to see Lie Xin, and the more he encountered such a situation, the more excited he became, he couldn't help it, and tried to go up a few more pavilions.

On the fourth and fifth floors, there are still many traces of vandalism, but on the sixth floor, the traces are extremely sparse.

On the seventh floor, it is almost as if it has just been built, without any old or new scars.

"Later, I thought that those traces were probably left behind by the late emperor sending the Jinwu Guards to try to force their way up."

Yun Lang said: "At that time, the first emperor probably knew about Dali Temple, and he was on guard. Make a copy in Yanfu Palace, and reduce the power appropriately. If someone can break through the trap with his skills and force his way up, he will be able to go up in the future. When you can't do it, you may also break into the Yuying Pavilion."

"What you saw then." Xiao Shuo said, "No one can go to the seventh floor?"

Yun Lang nodded: "I don't dare to go up this time, because according to the original blueprint that has not been adjusted, the seventh floor should be the gate of death."

Xiao Shuo's eyes froze, and he looked up at him.

"Probably the Dali Temple thought about it and found that the eighth pavilion was set up as a Du gate. This secret passage is really too high. Even if there are these dry straws to follow, you will have a good or bad fall."

Yun Lang smiled: "I had to swap the seven and eight floors, and set the exit on the seventh floor. If you don't notice this and rush upwards, you will be killing yourself... What's wrong?"

Yun Lang looked at Xiao Shuo's expression, raised his hand and shook it: "I didn't notice it, did you miss something?"

"You really like to use hidden weapons, so it's not surprising that you break into the pavilion at night."

Xiao Shuo said: "But you never know how to advance and retreat, and you don't know the door of death, but insist on rushing in."

Yun Lang was picked out by him, paused for a moment, and rolled his eyes: "Xiao Cuo——Xiao Cuo provoked me, saying that if I can't go to the seventh pavilion, I'm just a lame tiger without claws."

"You are not provoked." Xiao Shuo said, "Back then when we fought against Rong Di, we fought against Rong Di for three days, and we did everything we could. Shuofang's army was as immovable as a mountain, and finally found an opportunity to defeat it, and achieved the first round of Yunqi. Big win."

Yun Lang coughed, and searched as hard as he could: "Xiao Cuo lied to me, saying that there are good things in Seven Pavilions..."

"You have always been afraid of ghosts and gods, and the Tai Tuo punished you to reflect on yourself in a dark room alone, and you will be so scared that you will set the house on fire with flint."

Xiao Shuo said, "Since it's called the Gate of Death, you won't touch it no matter how good it is."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang couldn't get over it no matter what, so he stood up and sat up, sighing: "The gold silk armor you gave me, I accidentally dropped it in the door."

Xiao Shuo frowned: "Gold silk armor should be worn close to the body, why did you fall through the door?"

Yun Lang was stopped by him, he hesitated: "It just so happens..."

Xiao Shuo: "How could it be a coincidence?"

Yun Lang was at a loss for words for a while: "I, I turned over like a kite, the buckle was pried open by a hidden weapon, and the sleeve seam was opened by two darts..."

Xiao Shuo looked at him: "Then supported by the hidden weapons, he took off the gold silk armor and hung it beside the couch."

"……No."

Yun Lang knew that his weaving was not round, so he was discouraged: "I put it in my arms, and I am not willing to wear it."

Xiao Shuo was almost unbelievable, took a deep breath, pressed his forehead: "That's a piece of armor——"

"I don't care what it is!" Yun Lang gritted his teeth and went all out, "The sword has no eyes! I just like it, and I'm afraid it will be broken, okay?!"

"..." Xiao Shuo was yelled at by General Yun in such an imposing manner that he couldn't slow down, so he fell silent for a moment: "Okay."

"Swords and daggers are so sharp! A smear of blood!"

Yun Lang was unreasonable and unforgiving: "I wear it on my body, what should I do if I get scratched later?!"

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"You still ask me! Give me such a difficult thing to hold, it's hard to carry it!"

Yun Lang became energetic and aggressive: "You can't take it with you when you run away! You can't take it with you even if you are caught! Just give me something that can be hidden and held. How can I—"

Xiao Shuo listened to Yun Lang's nonsense venting, his heart ached and he closed his eyes.

Yun Lang was most afraid of his posture, and after finally getting up, his momentum softened by three points, and he frowned: "...What's wrong?"

"That's all I said...don't take it to heart."

Yun Lang poked his head, and circled around Xiao Xiaowang: "I can't take anything you gave me, I accidentally lost that little jade unicorn, and I haven't found it yet."

Yun Lang hesitated for a while, took Xiao Shuo's hand, and moved it into his arms: "It's not that I'm mean to you, but I'm just embarrassed. You also know that when I'm embarrassed, I don't make sense... eh!"

Yun Lang threw himself into the trap, and was kissed firmly by Prince Xiao, and his eyes widened.

Xiao Shuo hugged his back, rubbed his lips and teeth gently, and kissed away the rusty blood.

Yun Lang shuddered slightly when he touched the wound on the tip of his tongue, and wanted to bite Xiao Wangye with a tooth for a tooth, but he couldn't bear it.With his eyes closed, he was kissed obediently for a long while, and then sighed vaguely.

Xiao Shuo lightly frowned, wanted to check his situation, but was pulled back by Yun Lang, who hugged him with hands and feet.

Xiao Shuo was still hot, his chest and shoulders were slightly scalded, and burned on his chest through his clothes.

It also seems to pass through the time and space that seems to have passed away, silently, burning on the beam of sunlight and dust that cannot be touched to the bottom.

Yun Lang's eyes were sour, and hot steam gushed out suddenly, trying his best to suppress the sudden and sudden disturbance of his steady inner breath.

It's like an eternity.

It's like... a lifetime away.

Xiao Shuo noticed the strangeness, and separated slightly, watching Yun Lang press against his chest, trembling and disorderly curling up as hard as he could.

"I know you dreamed of Dali Prison."

Xiao Shuo folded his arms and held Yun Lang in his arms: "If you know me, you don't have to bear it."

Yunlang's shoulders trembled more and more, and finally he almost trembled slightly.It seemed that there were certain emotions that had been forcibly locked and had not been taken care of for a long time. Once the seal was unblocked, they would surge and subside, sealing his mouth and nose involuntarily.

The dark water prison, the dead charter prison.

Slowly depriving the damp and cold touch of vitality, he blocked his nose and drowned his mouth, and let out the cold death ferociously.

Yun Lang closed his eyes, grabbed Xiao Shuo's sleeves hard, his knuckles were so hard that they were almost blue: "They said you ate the imperial rice, I... can't let it go, I..."

Xiao Shuo stroked his forehead and said softly, "I have indeed eaten."

Yunlang's chest shook violently, and he raised his eyes suddenly.

"During those six months, I was often called into the palace to accompany the driver, and asked about gossip about what books I read."

Xiao Shuo said: "Every time I will give a cup of ginger tea, the ginger tea is very similar to the one made by my mother and concubine, it will remind me of some past events."

Yun Lang only wanted to prevent Xiao Shuo's mansion from being taken advantage of, but never thought that there was such a place, and his face turned paler.

Xiao Shuo smiled at him, and said softly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"I only guarded against the family, not this level."

Xiao Shuo said: "The late Emperor was still alive at that time, I never thought that he could extend his hand to this extent..."

"Wait until you find out." Xiao Shuo said, "I've already got some dao, but luckily the poison is not deep, so it's still too late."

Yun Lang's palms were dripping with cold sweat, and he clenched his fists.

Xiao Shuo held his almost convulsed fingers, slowly untied them, and put them in his palms: "This matter is secret, even the people in my house don't know about it, how did you know?"

"When they interrogated me...to provoke me." Yun Lang frowned, and said in a low voice, "At that time, my mind was in a state of chaos, and I didn't know what I heard or thought. Now that I think about it, the old man in Tsing Yi is probably Yang Xianyou."

Yun Lang lowered his eyes and forced himself to recall the situation carefully: "The old man also said that only by trying to subdue me first can he use me as a knife to stab the emperor's deathbed..."

"You and I are not swords in the hands of others."

Xiao Shuo circled Yunlang, pinched his heart veins, took out a medicine from his bosom, and fed it to Yunlang's lips: "If you become a knife, I will be the sheath, and I will not be surrendered."

Yun Lang didn't ask, he opened his mouth and took the medicine, muttering vaguely: "It's so yellow..."

"..." Xiao Shuo paused, "Yun Lang."

Yun Lang swallowed quickly: "What medicine?"

"You don't know until you eat."

Xiao Shuo glanced at him: "It's obviously much easier than me to lure you into the trap."

"Didn't you say that too? I have a tricky mouth, and I can taste a drop of imperial rice juice mixed in a bucket of ginger tea."

Yun Lang laughed, he still had lingering fear in his heart, tried his best not to show it, and shook Xiao Shuo's hand: "At that time..."

"I was enlightened at that time, and was imprisoned in the inner hall of Wende Palace by the late emperor, and I was forced to endure it."

Xiao Shuo said: "After three days of patience, you can drink water and rice, after ten days, you can stop the medicine stone. After fifteen days, the remaining poison will be completely cleared, and there will be no more trouble."

Yun Lang pursed his lips and looked at Xiao Shuo: "Why don't you say that you have to handcuff your arms with iron chains, no matter how painful you struggle, no one can enter the door..."

"The reason why you are so afraid of me touching Yumi is not because of this."

Xiao Shuo said flatly: "He couldn't tell me to notice it, and he didn't dare to be cruel. My poison is not deep, but when I have an attack, I kind of want to drink ginger tea, and it will go away after a while."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang looked at Little Prince Xiao, feeling a little complicated: "Is your taste... still so strange?"

"I was running outside and saw someone making ginger candy, so I almost bought it for you."

Yun Lang sighed: "If it wasn't for my lack of money..."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, smiled, and put his hand on the back of Yunlang's neck: "It's just a little bit of poppy poison. You always feel that you should take care of me, but you don't have to torment yourself with it."

After receiving his caress, Yun Lang's heart stabilized, and his ears warmed up: "What do you mean by feeling? I already—"

Yun Lang suddenly paused, concentrated his energy, and frowned: "What medicine did you give me?"

"You are covered with old wounds, although you are unwilling to tell, but seeing that you restrain yourself in your activities, you know there will be a big snowstorm tonight." Xiao Shuo said, "The fire has almost been extinguished. The minister of Dali Temple knows that the secret door leads to the dungeon. After a while, someone will come in."

"I didn't ask that!"

Yun Lang was a little anxious: "When is this, you give me Huamaisan? If you can fool me in a while, that's fine, if you can't fool me, I have to fight—"

"You risk your life and take me out." Xiao Shuo said, "And then?"

Yun Lang was momentarily at a loss for words, and gritted his teeth.

"You and I have to pretend to be seriously injured and dying. Even if there is a streak of victories leading the front office to deal with it, it may not be safe. The safest thing is to let Wang Wenwen cut out the fake ones."

Xiao Shuo looked at him: "You originally planned to knock me out with a palm, hold your breath and pulse, and pretend to die."

Xiao Shuo: "As for holding the Qi and constricting the pulse with internal injuries, whether it will aggravate the internal injuries, whether it will injure a meridian, or add another injury like yours, you have never thought about it."

Yun Lang was overwhelmed by him, tongue-tied: "I—"

Xiao Shuo moved his palm away from Yunlang's chest, and supported his faintly slumped figure: "I have tried my best to teach you to live. Now I have to rack my brains again to teach you more than just to live. , and try to make yourself safe."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes: "If you are so stubborn, Shu Xiu will have to do something different."

Yun Lang was blocked by him, and when he heard this sentence suddenly, he was stunned for a while: "What Shuxiu?!"

"Shuxiu, from "Book of Rites"." Xiao Shuo said, "The folk name is also called tuition, often ten bacon..."

"I know!" Yun Lang couldn't figure it out, "Why is there a tuition fee for this thing, can't you just teach me?"

Xiao Shuo shook his head: "I'll teach you, I've worked so hard, you have to pay it back."

Seeing that Yun Lang was about to be knocked down by Xiao Wangye's medicine, he couldn't laugh or cry, and smashed the jar: "Whether you want money or not, you will die. If you like that piece of meat, you can cut it yourself..."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, touched his lips, and lightly bit.

Yun Lang: "..."

Duan Wang Yingling is on top.

He finally misled Xiao Shuo.

At this moment, Yun Lang's internal energy has been dissipated inch by inch, his hands and feet are limp and weak, and his mouth is in vain: "Little prince, I still have to use my mouth for my relatives, please be merciful..."

Xiao Shuo's ears were also hot at this time, he raised his eyes and glanced at him, pressed his lips to Yunlang's, and said in a low voice, "I'll discuss it later."

Yun Lang breathed a sigh of relief: "Alright, you calculate the interest yourself."

"When you feel tired, you don't have to hold on."

Xiao Shuo raised his hand and put it on his heart: "You should learn to entrust everything to me, and trust me to handle it properly."

Xiao Xiaowang taught too much at once, Yun Lang planned to learn it later, trying his best to support his mind: "I can't believe you..."

"Since the former empress sent King Jing to build the organ pavilion, she must have noticed it. If so, there must be something we want in Yanfu Palace."

Xiao Shuo said: "These days, I will try to ask someone to investigate."

Yun Lang's consciousness was chaotic inch by inch, he coughed: "And—"

"King Jing seems to be idle, I'm afraid he also has some edicts from previous empresses in his hand."

Xiao Shuo said, "I'll wait for the opportunity to visit."

Yun Lang opened his mouth and thought for a while: "I still—"

"Your little jade unicorn." Xiao Shuo embraced him and carried him into his arms, "If it falls in the Yanfu Palace, I will dig three feet and find it for you."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang completely had nothing to worry about, closed his mouth and smacked for a while, buried his face in Xiao Shuo's clothes, and smiled with the corners of his mouth: "It doesn't need to be three feet, two feet and nine inches is enough."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes to look at him, and raised the corner of his mouth, "Give me a kiss?"

Boss Yunlang was embarrassed and coughed dryly: "No, no, it's up to you..."

As he spoke, his breath weakened unconsciously, his eyelids sank, and his body softened accordingly.

Xiao Shuo hugged him tightly and pressed it against Yunlang's lips, and said softly, "Relax."

Yun Lang felt relieved, and closed his eyes in his arms.

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes and looked at Yun Lang lying in his arms, the light in his eyes was slackened, he tried his best to raise his eyelashes a few times, tried his best to gather a half-smile at him, and finally closed them quietly.

Someone shouted loudly outside the dungeon, and the sound of armor colliding came from the prison door, bumping against the bluestone brick wall, forming an extremely ear-piercing noise.

Xiao Shuo sat quietly for a while, his chest heaved slightly, the color on his face faded inch by inch, and he supported the ground with one hand.

It is naturally impossible to rush up all the way and throw Yun Lang out of the explosion without being injured.Fortunately, General Yun kept green water pills everywhere. When he went out this morning, he found one under his pillow.

Yun Lang's energy was exhausted, and he was frightened by the nightmare again. His condition was so bad that he couldn't tell it.

Xiao Shuo coughed twice, but didn't suppress it any more, causing the bloody smell to rush up his throat, overflowing uncontrollably.

He had already prepared medicinal herbs for feigning death, but when it was too late, he would have to risk some physical injuries, and there was always a safe way out.

It happens to be useless now.

A little bit of concussion injury is always less than that of suspended animation, and it can recover after a few days of recuperation in bed.

Xiao Shuo had already made up his mind, so he protected Yun Lang behind him, listened to the movement outside the door, and got up on straws.

In front of the hall, Sidu Yuhou called Lian Sheng to guide him, pressing down on the bodyguard, gritted his teeth and hurried over: "Your Highness!"

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes and took a deep look at the two of them.

Marquis Duyu was slightly startled, and Lian Sheng beside him had understood it instantly, and said loudly: "King Yan and the guards have been found, and they are both seriously injured! I don't know whether they are alive or dead, so go find the medical officer!"

Marquis Du Yu also came to his senses, and hurried out to call for the imperial physician loudly.Xiao Shuo swayed, and Lian Sheng rushed over to support him: "Your Highness, the young general—"

Xiao Shuo shook his head, indicating that it was okay, and looked back at Yun Lang.

Lian Sheng held back the anxiety in his heart, looked at the pale and quiet Yun Lang, then looked at Xiao Shuo's face, gritted his teeth and whispered: "Don't worry, the major general will be sent back to the mansion safely with you. Shengti came to see you..."

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, then lowered his eyes to signal.

Lian Sheng hoarse: "Your Highness!"

Xiao Shuo looked sternly, obviously not allowing him to say another word.

Lian Sheng stood there for a long while, and finally made up his mind to clenched his teeth, concentrated on measuring the size, and hit Xiao Shuo's chest neither lightly nor hard.

Xiao Shuo choked out a mouthful of blood and passed out with his head down.

Lian Sheng's eyes were red, and he knelt down to support him.The next moment, Dali Siqing rushed to the gate of the charter prison in a panic with his black-clothed guards.