Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The winter is dry and cold, and the sky is dry and the things are dry.

A spark popped out of nowhere, and in a blink of an eye, it caught fire and burned half of Dali Temple.

The minister of Dali Temple hurriedly took people to Yuying Pavilion, and stamped his feet weeping and bleeding in front of a sea of ​​flames.It seemed that he suddenly remembered something, turned around and rushed to the dungeon, all the way to the charter prison.

"Dali Temple - Dali Temple caught fire and destroyed important evidence, which should not be ignored."

Dali Temple Minister saw the situation in front of him clearly, his face was pale, and he stepped forward to stop Lian Sheng: "Fortunately, His Royal Highness King Yan is here, and I have something important to ask..."

"My lord took the guards to arrest the murderer, he was seriously injured, and now he is unconscious." Lian Sheng said coldly, "How should I ask my lord? Do you want to pry your mouth open and force people to speak?"

Dali Temple Minister was hit by him, and he was annoyed for a while: "Who are you? How dare you be presumptuous here! Someone—"

"My lord." Marquis Du Yu hurriedly stopped him, stepped forward and bowed, "This is the commander of the guards of King Yan's residence. Seeing that King Yan was seriously injured, he lost his composure in anger."

Marquis Du Yu signaled the head of the palace to go to prison, and carefully placed the person on a stretcher: "I will explain what happened today before the imperial court. It is better to discuss it later. Human life is at stake, and that is what matters."

Dali Siqing's complexion changed several times, he looked at Xiao Shuo, walked over and tried to shout a few times, and then probed under his nose.

"It's all about sending them back to the mansion to recuperate." Du Yuhou struck while the iron was hot, and said in a low voice, "My lord has something to say, isn't it the same to go to Yan Wang's mansion to ask?"

Dali Siqing still didn't give up. He wanted to shake Xiao Shuo awake with brute force, but he stretched out his hand, but was suddenly pulled by the black-clothed guard behind him.

Dali Siqing didn't understand martial arts, so he staggered and fell away.The guards in black stood in front of him, with a dagger in his hand, firmly holding Lian Sheng's waist knife.

"Presumptuous!" Dali Siqing broke out in a cold sweat, his face was pale and he gritted his teeth, "This kind of arrogant person! Take it down for me..."

The black-clothed guard waited for Lian Sheng to withdraw the knife, withdrew the dagger, and turned to look at Dali Siqing coldly.

Dali Siqing was swept away by him, but suddenly trembled, and immediately fell silent.

After delaying these efforts, the medical officer has been called in urgently.

Dali Temple is still some distance away from the palace city, and the military doctors from the Dianqian Division and the Guard Division came.These military doctors took care of the guards' wounds, and often dealt with emergencies in central Beijing. They were more experienced than the imperial physicians in the palace.

The black-clothed guards still stood where they were, guarding against the winning streak, and glanced at the prison.

The situation of King Yan can be seen everywhere, most likely he was injured by a shock at close range in the Yuying Pavilion, hurting his viscera, and fell unconscious after falling.

If he is not searched here, and then spends a few days unconscious in the charter prison, his life may be in danger.

The military doctor examined him for a long while, and the situation was roughly the same. He bowed respectfully and said, "This kind of injury, you should return home as soon as possible and take care of it first. Extend the medical treatment, and stay in bed for rest..."

The Minister of Dali Temple was terrified, still trembling like chaff, trying to cover it up with official clothes, still unwilling: "But——"

"Since the injury is serious, please send the person back to the front of the palace, and ask Yan Wangfu to deal with it by himself."

From behind him, another voice came: "Make way for the Secretary in front of the palace."

Dali Temple Minister turned around in astonishment, and was furious for a while: "Wei Zhun! What's the matter with you Kaifeng Yin here?!"

Wei Zhun stood still: "There is a fire in the capital, when will you stop doing business in Kaifeng Mansion?"

Kaifeng Mansion is in charge of civil affairs, judiciary, robbery and chaos in the capital, and has other jurisdiction over corvee and taxation. As long as there is a fire in the capital, it is naturally within its jurisdiction.

Dali Siqing was choked by him, opened his mouth and said nothing, and glanced at the black-clothed guard again.

"The Kaifeng Mansion and the Dianqian Division cannot escape the responsibility for the calamity caused by your Dali Temple. At that time, everyone will plead guilty in front of the imperial court together."

Wei Zhun was still as usual, keeping strangers from entering coldly, and parting the chaotic crowd with his hands behind his back: "Both of us have never blamed you, but you are the first to accuse Sapo indiscriminately."

The Minister of Dali Temple was thinking about the things in Yuying Pavilion. At this time, his heart was in a mess. Looking at the black-clothed guards standing silently, he gritted his teeth and said, "Since... since Kaifeng Yin is here to judge, I won't give it to you." This face."

Dali Temple Minister turned sideways: "When King Yan returns, he will be raised for a few days. After he wakes up, I will visit again..."

Wei Zhun and Lian Sheng looked at each other, nodded slightly, and signaled without any sign.

Lian Sheng's clenched waist knife was loosened, and he lifted the man in front of the palace with him. He was about to be released from prison, but he was stopped at the prison door again: "Wait a minute."

"The guards and cavalry are all commanders and envoys, and they also have experience."

Wei Zhun turned around and looked at Gao Jixun: "Could it be that the government's handling is still biased and inappropriate?"

"Kaifeng Mansion decides the case, how can I dare to comment on it."

Gao Jixun laughed: "Wang Yan has always been weak, but he insisted on breaking into the pavilion despite his own strength. My guards couldn't stop him, so we had to let him go. Since the injury is serious, it's fine to carry him back and raise him."

He had already heard the report from his subordinates, and his eyes were firmly fixed on Yun Lang: "I just don't know...Where did the guards come from when King Yan broke into the Yuying Pavilion alone?"

Lian Sheng's heart tightened, and he gripped his waist knife again.Before he could open his mouth, Marquis Yu, the capital in front of the palace behind him, said calmly: "This is strange. When His Royal Highness King Yan left the front of the palace, he did bring a guard by his side. We all saw it with our own eyes."

Gao Jixun was already very sure at first, but unexpectedly he was thrust horizontally, and he was annoyed for a while: "Nonsense! Obviously only King Yan—"

"Obviously brought guards."

Du Yuhou lowered his head and said respectfully: "I don't know what Mr. Gao's intention is to refer to black and white."

Gao Jixun was provoked by him, gritted his teeth, and sneered coldly: "Unexpectedly, Xiao Shuo is in charge of the front office, and you can make you work for him to such an extent. You don't hesitate to bully the king, but also speak for him."

"The crime of deceiving the emperor, how dare you admit it lightly." Du Yuhou said, "Seeing is believing, and I dare not allow adults to smear it as they please."

Both of them insisted on their own opinions, and they couldn't go to a stalemate, and the prison became anxious again for a while.

Wei Zhun looked calm, ignored Lian Sheng's urging eyes, and listened for a while: "You two are done arguing?"

Du Yuhou leaned over: "Don't dare."

Gao Jixun's eyes sank, and he was about to scold sharply, but was interrupted by Wei Zhun's cold and flat voice: "Okay."

"Since the quarrel is in front of the government, the government must decide the case." Wei Zhun said, "Whoever you two have evidence, you can show it and confront it in court."

Gao Jixun's face changed slightly, he gritted his teeth and said, "This general has evidence—"

"Isn't it easy to testify in person?" Du Yuhou said, "We are also witnesses in person. We only have eyes to see, and there is no real evidence."

Gao Jixun was firmly blocked by the two of them one after another, and stood on the spot with an almost gloomy expression on his face.

Wei Zhun walked over slowly, and glanced at Yun Lang: "There is no evidence, it is difficult to pronounce a sentence, and because the person who presented the evidence was seriously injured, it is allowed to be released from prison."

Wei Zhun raised his head and looked at Gao Jixun: "Do you have any objections, my lord?"

"Since even Kaifeng Yin intends to take sides, naturally no one dares to have an opinion."

Gao Jixun stood there for a while, then said in a cold voice, "It's just that the guard is really seriously injured or is pretending to be dying. This general has to see for himself before he can be reconciled."

Wei Zhun is a literati, so he didn't know the importance of this, so he pondered for a while: "But——"

"Wait." Lian Sheng interrupted in a deep voice, "I'm afraid that Mr. Gao will secretly do other unsavory things while taking advantage of the pulse, so I dare not ask Mr. Gao to palpate himself."

Gao Jixun had already accumulated enough internal strength, and he just waited for a fatal blow. When he said it out on the spot, his face became even more ugly: "Anyone with deep internal energy can hide it from the medical officer and pretend to be seriously injured. If you don't allow palpation, this person will be injured." There are still suspicions of banditry, so forgive me for not letting him go."

Lian Sheng was anxious in his heart, but no matter what he didn't dare to hand over Yunlang at this time, he refused to give an inch and shook his head.

Gao Jixun's patience was exhausted, and he put his hand on the handle of the knife, almost getting angry.

In the nick of time, Wei Zhun had roughly understood the point of tit-for-tat between several people, and nodded slightly: "In this case, it's better to choose someone who everyone can trust."

Wei Zhun raised his head and cupped his hands towards Dali Temple Minister: "Lord Yao, I would like to borrow your guard."

Dali Siqing was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the black-clothed guard behind him, hesitant to speak.

Lian Sheng frowned, turned his head quickly, and looked at Wei Zhun: "My lord!"

Wei Zhun's expression was calm, and his eyes still fell on the black-clothed guard behind Dali Siqing.

After a moment of silence, the black-clothed guard nodded and walked over.

Lian Sheng looked at him, his heart suddenly suspended.

Although Yun Lang has changed his appearance and cannot see his original appearance, the meridians and internal forces in his body are all Yun family's unique skills.If you are an expert, you will naturally know the clues.

Lian Sheng waited outside in fear for half a day, found Kaifeng Yin, and lit the fire in advance, but after all, he didn't know how much preparation the prince and the young general had made, whether they had dealt with this level of development in advance.

Lian Sheng felt uneasy, and stepped forward to speak, but was stopped firmly by Gao Jixun.

The black-clothed guards squatted halfway in front of the prison gate, as if they didn't know everyone's thoughts, they took Yun Lang's dangling wrist and held on to the wrist. There is still a faint breath.

The black-clothed guard focused on the diagnosis for a moment, then got up and said, "There is no internal energy, and the meridians are stagnant. It should be a sign of exhaustion and coma."

Gao Jixun stopped the winning streak, and his original complacent expression suddenly changed: "How could it be?!"

"I have no grievances or enmities with you, so there is no need to tell lies."

The black-clothed guard glanced at him: "Master Gao's family tradition of Qingming Sha, which destroys the dantian by breaking the meridians and destroys the foundation of people, is a good hand. If it is used to diagnose the pulse, I am afraid it is not as good as this one."

Gao Jixun's face turned cold for a moment, and he said in a cold voice, "Presumptuous! You—"

"My lord Gao gave way, but the lower officials are literati, so they don't understand Qingming Guyu."

Wei Zhun said: "Since it has been investigated, it will be sent back to Prince Yan's Mansion. It is medicine for extended medicine, and it is for entering the palace to ask the imperial physician to make a visit, and Prince Yan's Mansion will handle it by itself."

Gao Jixun was used to taking advantage of the situation in the court and responding to every call, but now he was surrounded by these people, struggling every step of the way, and he lost his confidence for a while.

Wei Zhun's eyes were flat, and he quietly stood in front of him with his hands behind his back.

After a long stalemate, Gao Jixun gritted his teeth and slowly moved half a step.

Lian Sheng didn't have the heart to argue with him, so he saluted Kaifeng Yin and Dali Temple Minister, suppressed the infinite anxiety in his heart, and led the front secretary to lead him out of the Dali Temple dungeon in a hurry.

The main gate of Prince Yan's Mansion was strictly closed for three days, and on the evening of the fourth day, people finally saw people walking in and out again.

In the dark night, most of the wind lanterns under the porch were buried in snow, and the snow layer was cut by the strong wind, peeling off the melting light of the candlelight.

In the study, Imperial Physician Liang wiped off the sweat on his forehead and let out a long sigh of relief.

The old master hung his heart, held his breath and looked at it for a while, then tiptoed over: "Look..."

"It's okay."

Physician Liang took the last needle: "Wake him up, I'll go see another one."

The old master was overjoyed and rushed to respond, and was about to carefully wake up the prince when Xiao Shuo opened his eyes and sat up on the couch with one arm.

"My lord!" The old master hurriedly helped him up, "Be careful, the wound has not healed—"

Xiao Shuo pulled the wound on his waist, closed his eyes and pressed it: "It's okay."

"It's okay." The old doctor Liang sat on the side, imitating his tone, blowing his beard in anger, "One or two will eat Bishuidan as jelly beans, and I won't make it for you, but tell you to boil it yourself, see It's okay to get in the way."

The medicinal power of Bishui Pill is fierce, and it can keep people's minds still, but if it is used, it will be left alone, but there will be endless troubles.

Xiao Shuo didn't take Bishuidan often, he was sensitive to the potency of the medicine, and when he took the medicine, he hurt his viscera.If he hadn't returned home to recuperate in time and was relieved by acupuncture and moxibustion stones, he might have to lie down for another ten and a half months to recover.

"Isn't it thanks to your presence? A wonderful hand rejuvenates, and the doctor is benevolent."

The old master is now coaxing one or two very well, and he smiled and handed over to the imperial physician: "If anyone dares to doubt your medical skills now, Prince Yan's residence will be the first to refuse..."

"Don't rush to say it." The doctor Liang was coaxed to his liking, and straightened his beard, "There is still one lying down, if you can't cure that one, you Yan Wangfu will be the first to refuse."

The old master was right by him, so he sneered, and offered a cup of tea to Dr. Liang.

Sitting on the couch, Xiao Shuo relieved the moment of dizziness, opened his eyes, and looked at Imperial Physician Liang.

"See what I'm doing?" Imperial Physician Liang sipped his tea, "Your injury is fine, don't get angry, don't quarrel, don't go to the room these few days. If you have nothing to do, move around more, and don't lie down all the time."

Physician Liang obediently ordered, looked at him, and suddenly said: "Yes, you don't go to the room, it's the one inside..."

Xiao Shuo was teased again and again, so he calmed down and said, "Imperial Physician Liang."

Imperial Physician Liang glanced at him, met the suppressed emotion in Xiao Shuo's dark eyes, paused inexplicably, and stopped gossiping: "Don't worry, didn't you give him Huamaisan?"

The two were sent back to the palace together. The doctor Liang had invited the old master to sit in the mansion. He hurried to check the pulse with each hand.

Xiao Shuo's trauma was treated extremely properly, and Imperial Physician Liang had nothing to criticize, he could only ask someone to change the dressing in time instead of putting pressure on the injured side.The internal injury disturbed Bi Shui Dan, although it was more troublesome, it could still be dealt with.

Yunlang's situation is more or less troublesome.

"It's easy to heal the wound." Doctor Liang said, "He's not seriously injured this time, but his energy is exhausted, so he should have woken up long ago."

Xiao Shuo frowned, took the hot ginseng soup brought by the old master, drank it all in one gulp, his gaze still fell on Imperial Physician Liang.

"It happens that his internal energy is so deep that it could last forever. It is rare for him to completely exhaust the last point like this time."

Physician Liang felt very angry when he mentioned this matter: "Tell him to try to clean it up and show it to the old man, but he is too tired and complains of chest pain every time."

The old master also looked at the wound during the treatment, and carefully explained for Yunlang: "Young Master is indeed suffering from chest pains, not screaming..."

"His injury hurts every day, and it will happen several times in a month, and it will be over in five or six years. Why can't he bear it now?"

Imperial Physician Liang blew his beard: "It's just what you are used to in the house. Your delicate energy has come up again. You can't stand the tiredness or the pain. Even taking a pill feels that the rubbing is not round enough."

The old master had no way to refute, so he could only make an apology and refill a cup of tea for Imperial Physician Liang.

Imperial Physician Liang took a sip of tea, and continued: "It's just in time for his internal energy to be exhausted, and you used Huamaisan again. If you miss this time, you don't know that you will have to wait until the year of the monkey."

Imperial Physician Liang said: "If you can't break it, you can't stand it. Just take this opportunity to be cruel, to expel all his injuries, and treat them one by one."

The old master had watched it worriedly for three days, and finally waited until Imperial Physician Liang was willing to explain, and hurriedly asked, "Can it be cured?"

"Why can't it be cured?"

Physician Liang said harshly: "If the patient doesn't believe he can be cured, if the doctor doesn't believe it, then there is no hope at all?"

Imperial Physician Liang slapped the table heavily: "Let your lords find a way! Don't ask him to stay these days, tell him to be obedient, and don't let him cry when he's in pain..."

The old master just devoted himself to collecting a batch of scripts for the prince, when he heard this, his hands trembled, he almost couldn't hold the tea, and coughed a few times hastily.

Physician Liang has been worrying and worrying for the past three days, staring at the two juniors intently, for fear that if one of them loses sight of them, something will happen.Seeing that Xiao Shuo had woken up at this time, he was relieved: "That one is afraid of noise, so he is lying in there. If you want to see it, go in and see it."

Xiao Shuo was still sitting on the couch, clenching his fists.

He can be sure in the face of danger, and he is too stable at this time, but he is not sure.After a moment of silence, he whispered: "He—"

"These two days are more difficult. The old man has given him Mafeisan, and he probably won't wake up for a while."

Imperial Physician Liang had been suffering for a long time, and had a rare chance, so he urged with great interest, "Draw a cat on his face."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Physician Liang showed his benevolence to the utmost, got up with a yawn, and retired.

The old master called Xuan Tiewei, and sent the imperial physician who had stayed at the mansion for the past few days to a side room to rest. When he turned back, he saw Xiao Shuo still sitting quietly in a daze, a little worried: "My lord?"

The old master closed the door, and walked over lightly: "But what is there to do? Tell us to do it. You and the young master have a good rest for a few days."

"Nothing." Xiao Shuo said, "Has he woke up these few days?"

The old master was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Where can we still wake up? The situation is different with the young master. The imperial doctor prescribed all the powerful medicines, and we all panicked seeing it."

"You told me, the young master is afraid of pain, and told us to remind the imperial physician often."

The old master said: "The imperial doctor originally said that the left and right people passed out, and it's the same whether you need it or not. We'll talk about it when it really hurts. We waited a few times before adding Mafeisan..."

Xiao Shuo nodded his head, stretched his arms and braced himself up.

The old master hurriedly supported him: "My lord... what else is on your mind?"

Xiao Shuo shook his head: "It's just a lingering fear."

The old master was stunned, and couldn't help laughing: "When General Kaifeng Yin Tonglian sent the prince back, he didn't say anything about the lingering fear."

Now that this matter has been raging, it has only stopped halfway, and many people are still hanging by the fire, waiting for new news from Prince Yan's mansion.

Kaifeng Yin sat in the mansion for a moment, and also mentioned that King Yan was able to mobilize all parties in less than half a day from the time he found out about King Xiang's trace, to the time he rushed to Yuying Pavilion to deal with it.

Now in the imperial court, the bodyguard department and the palace department are fighting fiercely, Kaifeng Yin and each family of Dali Temple have a lawsuit, and all kinds of problems are all tied to Yanwang's mansion which has closed its doors to thank guests these days.

"I will go to court tomorrow, and I will discuss it."

Xiao Shuo said, "He—"

Xiao Shuo raised his hand, pressed the center of his eyebrows hard, and let out a low breath.

Fully mobilized.

Where did it come from.

To protect people properly, there is no danger, no matter how comprehensive it is, it is not enough.Xiao Shuo tried his best to injure himself, forcing Lian Sheng to knock him unconscious, and the nightmares followed one after another, haunting him for three whole days.

For a while, Kaifeng Yin couldn't catch up in time, so he asked Dali Siqing to search his body and trap Yunlang.For a while, Lian Sheng did not protect him properly, so the bodyguard department found some opportunity to secretly murder him again.

When I woke up at this moment, I saw that everything was settled, but it was like falling into a dream, and there was incomplete reality everywhere.

"You forgot?"

The old master supported him, and said in a low voice: "You woke up once when you returned home, and asked the young master... We told you it was fine, but if you still don't believe it, you must ask us to take you to have a look."

The old master Pingping often sent the two young masters out, and took them back to the house with trepidation.Kicking the back of the head to lead people to work, seeing the prince being helped to the side of the couch, touching the sleeping Young Master Yun, he finally choked out a mouthful of blood, fell down on the couch and fell silent.

The old master was standing by the side, almost terrified by the prince, he was ready for the two of them to turn into butterflies and go back, and set the palace on fire to sacrifice the two heroic spirits.

After finding a few torches, Dr. Liang woke up with a bowl of water, dragged her back by the collar, and hurriedly searched for the silver needle medicinal materials to be used.

"Don't be so scary next time."

The old master was even more afraid than Xiao Shuo, and tried to persuade him: "If it wasn't for what the doctor Liang said, you were congested by force, and you passed out because of lack of energy, and I would have to—"

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes: "What do you want?"

The old master didn't dare to say it, for fear of frightening the prince again: "Sit down first, drink a cup of tea and relax."

Xiao Shuo did not refuse, he sat at the table with his support, took the boiling hot tea, and warmed it in the palm of his hand.

This time the Dali Temple was set on fire and the Yuying Pavilion was burned down. Although he and Yunlang were the key to it, they were not independent, but were involved in the situation.

The emperor frightened the snake, and alarmed the king, so there was a matter of opening the cabinet to take the oath.King Xiang sent someone to fetch the book, so the emperor sent someone to act first, and set fire to the Dali Temple.

If Yun Lang hadn't made a prompt decision, no matter how well he arranged, he still wouldn't be able to get the blood oath that all parties are vying for.

If he hadn't seen the Dawan cavalry, he suddenly had an idea, rushed to investigate before Yunlang, and if he didn't ask Yunlang to take another risk, he would have no time to rush to deal with it and try to escape.

Every step of the way, stepping on the tip of the knife step by step, even if there is a half-point difference, it will not be able to achieve the current result.

Or... this is still a dream.

Xiao Shuo squeezed the teacup hard, touching the wound, a thin layer of cold sweat permeated his forehead, and he closed his eyes.

Over the years, he has already become a habit. Anything that is too good or too bad is a nightmare, and he will be trapped in it without escape.

He also had a dream about Yunlang coming back, dreamed that the two of them met frankly, dreamed that all the right and wrong were settled, the snow outside the mansion was brutal and the wind was raging, and the lights inside the mansion were safe.

I also dreamed that two people sat opposite each other under the candle, gossiping at night and asking for wine and tea.

……

Do not indulge, do not submerge.

Xiao Shuo's chest rose and fell, he coughed a few times, and gritted his teeth silently.

If all the scenes in front of him were just a dream, the nightmare beast trying to capture him in the dream would be too clever.

If he went to the inner room with the old master and saw Yun Lang sleeping peacefully on the couch, it would be even more impossible for him to break free again.

"My lord?" The old master finally realized that he was wrong, and frowned, "Are you feeling unwell again?"

The old master had been with him for many years and knew Xiao Shuo's situation well, so he wanted to call Liang Taiyi again, but Xiao Shuo raised his hand to stop him: "No need."

The old master was a little hesitant, half knelt down, and looked at his face carefully: "My lord."

"Is there a burning knife in the house?"

Xiao Shuo calmed down and said, "Give me a bowl."

"The young master said that time, the kind of strong wine you drank on the battlefield?"

The old master was embarrassed for a while: "Not yet, the wine is poorly brewed, and Bianliang doesn't sell it..."

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes and leaned hard against the back of the chair.

"My lord, your wounds haven't healed yet, so don't be pressured."

The old master hurriedly stopped him, a little anxious: "This is not a dream, you did fight the situation with the young master, Kaifeng Yin read the affidavit, it is true, it was for the young master It’s in the secret room. You protected the young lord, the chief of the palace and our house are all fine. Nothing was lost, no one was in trouble, everything is fine..."

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes and sneered in a low voice, "When did I have such good luck?"

The old master paused for a while, being touched by Xiao Shuo's words, his chest suddenly overflowed with soreness, and he was unable to speak.

"Now outside the house."

Xiao Shuo said, "What's the attitude of the court?"

The old master didn't expect him to ask this suddenly, he was startled, and thought about it: "It's not obvious, Your Majesty—"

Xiao Shuo said calmly: "The emperor is not sure, and there is nothing to do for a while. I just put everything on hold, saying that Dali Temple accidentally went to sleep, and asked Kaifeng Yin to close the case hastily."

The old master was speechless, looking at the prince who had been unconscious for the past few days: "Exactly, how did you know?"

Xiao Shuo: "There is nothing wrong in the capital, but it is more peaceful than before. There are indeed some spies wandering outside the mansion, but the Xuantie Guards have been waiting for several days, but no one came to investigate."

The old master's eyes widened: "Exactly..."

Xiao Shuo pressed his brows hard: "The minister of Dali Temple came to ask every day, and the last few times he handed over his name card, but today he finally relented and sent a handwritten letter from Jixian Pavilion elder Yang Xianyou."

The old master was stunned and speechless, he didn't know whether he should answer or not, so he froze on the spot.

"Everything is as I wish. Even his old injury has turned around."

Xiao Shuo gritted his teeth: "How can I not feel afraid, afraid that I will still be trapped in a dream?"

The old master was almost intimidated, and he thought about it for a while, but he was not sure: "Then you wish for another one, the old servant will see if it's right..."

Xiao Shuo suppressed his anxiety, and said in a deep voice, "What else can I wish for? It's nothing more than that he is still lying on the couch obediently, sleeping peacefully and recuperating from his illness."

He has never indulged himself in indulgence, and finally couldn't bear it anymore, walked over a few steps, and opened the curtain in front of the inner room window: "It's like this—"

Xiao Shuo: "..."

The old master: "..."

The old master turned pale with shock: "Young master?!"

According to Imperial Physician Liang, Yun Lang should just lie down on the couch and sleep peacefully at this moment to recuperate from his illness.

The old master kept guard in the outer room every step of the way, and there was no one alive just like that.Facing the empty couch, I panicked for a while, and turned around to search for a few times in the outer room.

Xiao Shuo's heart sank suddenly, he didn't care much, he raised his hand and pushed open the door, and quickly walked into the inner room.

Just after stepping in the door, a pot of snow that was half melted was brought down immediately, and it was buckled right on Xiao Wangye's head.

The old master didn't find Young Master Yun in the mezzanine of the bed, he looked up in panic, before he could speak: "..."

Xiao Shuo asked Xue to buckle up, and stood in front of the door, dripping wet and cold, took off the basin on top of his head, and looked at it.

There was a half-curled figure on the beam, but was awakened by the movement below, followed by a sway, half asleep and half awake, stepped on the ground.

The old master squatted in the outhouse, his heart was so frightened that it broke into eighteen petals: "My lord—"

Xiao Shuo let go of his hand, causing the basin to drop to the ground, took two steps forward, and raised his hand to protect the figure to catch it firmly.

Yun Lang slipped on his feet and landed on Prince Xiao's arms firmly, with stars in front of his eyes, he grinned gloomily.

Xiao Shuo lowered his head, his eyes fell on Yun Lang.

"My lord." The old master said tremblingly, "You—"

Xiao Shuo: "Wake up."

The old master: "..."

The old master looked at the situation in front of him, he didn't dare to ask, he stammered: "Mr. Yun..."

Xiao Shuo couldn't get angry at this moment, and closed his eyes forcefully: "Tell him not to get out of bed, tell him to be good, and stop him from crying."

The old master vaguely felt that the lord had misremembered the doctor's order from Liang Taiji, so he hurriedly chased after him two steps: "My lord! Wait—"

His Royal Highness Yan Wang didn't intend to wait, he hugged the little Marquis Yun who fell from the sky, walked into the inner room with a few steps, and closed the door heavily with a bang.