Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Prince Yan's Mansion, a small courtyard with a single gate.

When Yun Lang woke up, he was already lying on the couch.

The people in Prince Yan's mansion seemed to place great value on their heirs, saying that the upper room was the upper room, and they kept it clean and tidy.The palace was built delicately at the beginning, and the middle of the wall was directly built into a hollow, and the opening for adding charcoal was placed under the eaves of the outer wall, so that the smoke could pass through the wall without being smoked at all.

Yun Lang endured the brazier hay for half a month, and it was rare to find some comfort and laziness in the past, so he stretched out his arms and legs on the couch.

The snow has completely stopped, the clouds have cleared, and the sun is just right.

Yun Lang lay in the shadow of the bright and dark sun, lazily squinted his eyes for a while, breathed a long sigh of relief, and coughed lightly twice.

On the anniversary of King Duan's death last night, Yun Lang didn't notice it for a while, lost his composure, and lay down on the ground chatting with the old man Duan Wang for half the night.

It was too late, the snow stopped and the fragrance was exhausted, and Yun Lang also fell to the ground and fell asleep to death.

What happened afterwards, and how I got to this room, are all completely unclear.

Yun Lang lay on his back, recalled for a while, and touched his bosom.

The guard's badge that Scar cut off last night was still in his bosom, and the tassels were in the same position as last night.

Untouched.

Yun Lang was relieved and heaved a sigh of relief.

The token did not move, indicating that he was just carried to this room, and his clothes were not stripped.

The fact that his clothes weren't stripped meant that he hadn't been identified yet.

Not identified as authentic...

The son can still be pregnant for a few more days.

Yun Lang was determined to make good use of these few days, and carefully touched his body again.After confirming that the pants were still there, I got out of bed and put on my shoes.

The body was completely warmed up, and the stinging pain recovered along with it.

Yun Lang leaned on the edge of the table, coughed a few times, pressed his chest, and tiptoed to the window.

As expected, heavy soldiers surrounded.

Yun Lang was mentally prepared, so he calmly walked around to the shady side and looked out the window.

……

Expected.

Yun Lang took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and looked around.Using the table and chairs in the corner, he jumped forward, grabbed the beams of the house, and pushed open the skylight.

……

The new snow is clear and the sun is clear.

The wind has been exposed to the sun for half a day, carrying a fine snow mist, and the face is not cold.

Yun Lang wiped off the blood on the corners of his lips, sat on the roof of Prince Yan's mansion, looked down at the heavily guarded Xuan Tie Guards below, and bowed his head in thought.

At the execution ground, he was in a hurry.

He was lying under the guillotine, and it happened that Xiao Shuo was not there.

There was a moment of inspiration, an idea.

Yun Lang really didn't expect that this child was so important to Yan Wangfu.

Yun Lang coughed a few times, looking at the Xuan Tiewei who was waiting in formation, he felt a little unbearable.

Although he is not a person who believes in gossip, if Xiao Shuo is really like the rumors... he has some unmentionable illness, so he is not very good.

But I believed this again, and I had expectations in my heart.

If Xiao Shuo put the important task of carrying on the family lineage, he would really put it on his shoulders.

If Xiao Shuo really wanted a son...

"...Little Lord, why did you run to the roof again!"

Yun Lang was still in a dilemma, when he heard the shout from below, he was startled for a while, and leaned down to have a look.

The old master was ordered to invite the retired imperial physician of Chengxi Medical Officer, and he dragged him here, and when he saw Yun Lang sitting on the roof, he turned around anxiously: "Come down quickly! It's just snowed, why did you fall..."

Yun Lang returned to his senses, took a few breaths of silence, and smiled: "Master Pang."

Yun Lang cupped his hands away, with a polite and distant tone.The old master held the imperial physician with one hand, stood under the eaves and raised his head, unconsciously stunned.

The prince ordered a lot of things to be purchased temporarily.

The old master just watched the people tie up the bamboo cage, but hadn't had time to hang it on the door.The imperial physician who had finally been hired entered the mansion, and when he heard that he was going to treat Young Master Yun, he refused to take another step.

The old master took the person with one hand and dragged the bamboo cage with the other, and was stunned for a long time before he suddenly remembered that this was no longer seven or eight years ago, when Young Master Yun went to the mansion to uncover tiles.

Yun Lang supported it with one hand, and landed on the ground lightly and skillfully: "This one—"

Yun Lang looked at it carefully, and was a little surprised: "Physician Liang?"

Imperial Physician: "..."

The imperial doctor was slightly stiff, bowed his hands hastily, turned around and was about to leave.

"Young master Yun—know him?"

The old master came back to his senses, and hurriedly grabbed him: "It's better to know each other, this is invited by the prince, to recuperate Mr. Yun's body, and take a look at the injury..."

Yun Lang was worrying, and was extremely enthusiastic, so he grabbed the other hand of the imperial physician who came to the door: "Naturally."

"But when you were in the palace, did you see a doctor for Mr. Yun?"

The old master said happily: "If you have seen it before, you must be much more sure when you read it again."

"Exactly." Yun Lang tugged at the imperial physician and nodded enthusiastically, "More than ten years ago, I accidentally fell ill with a serious illness. Thanks to the imperial physician Liang who cut the pulse and told me that I was close to death..."

The old master: "..."

The storytelling and singing in restaurants and teahouses, this anecdote has long been a fixed repertoire, and almost all children in the capital can recite it.

Master Yun Xiaohou was sick and his life was dying. The Tai Hospital said that he was close to death and there was no need to save him.

The fate is unique, and the will of God is merciful.

The young master fell into a coma for ten days and ten nights, drank some water, and healed without any medicine...

"The old man never said that there is no need to save him!"

Physician Liang became annoyed when he mentioned it, and his beard flew off in anger: "Young master just woke up ten days later, and he had to drink medicine for half a month before he could go down to the ground!"

Imperial Physician Liang is not young anymore, the old master was afraid that he would get angry, so he tried to comfort him: "Yes, the rumors in the alley are really hateful..."

"Young Lord, that's not a disease, it's an injury! Anyone who falls from a three-foot-high cliff and falls into the cold pool will be close to death!"

Imperial Physician Liang has been criticized all these years, and he burst into anger: "The water is boiled from the hundred-year-old mountain ginseng in Duanwang's mansion! If it wasn't for—"

Yun Lang leaned against the corridor, glanced across the corner of the courtyard, and coughed lightly.

The old master suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly interrupted: "Physician Liang, don't mention this matter."

Physician Liang was so angry that he wanted to mention it again, but the old master had already tightly covered his mouth.

After the tragic changes in the past, Prince Duan's Mansion has undoubtedly become a taboo.The old master didn't dare to let the prince hear, so he dragged the imperial doctor into Yunlang's room.

Yun Lang was not in a hurry to enter the door, and stood leaning against the porch pillar for a while, thinking of something, he lowered his head and smiled.

There was chaos in the house for a while, the old master comforted the imperial physician, and went out quietly: "Young Master Yun..."

Yun Lang propped himself up: "Thank you."

The old master hesitated to speak, stretched out his hand to block the door for Yunlang, waited for him to enter, and then quietly left.

Yun Lang entered the room, sat down at the table, rolled up his sleeves, and put his hands on the pulse pillow.

Fifteen years ago, Rongdi invaded the frontier and seized the Thirteenth City of Yanyun.King Duan was ordered to lead his army to guard the border when he was in danger.

The two armies saw each other for three years, the Shuofang army fought the enemy to the death, and finally gradually gained the upper hand.But after taking back the five cities, the capital suddenly discovered Rong Di's fine work.

In order to protect the peace of the capital, King Duan was called back as a last resort and became the commander-in-chief of the imperial army.

Yun Lang closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair.

The first wave of Rong Di's secret work was smashed by two children of the royal family who secretly brought out the bloody horses from the house by accident.

Yun Lang liked horses and guns since he was a child, and when he heard that Prince Duan's mansion had acquired a new horse, he had been thinking about it for three months.Finally, looking for an opportunity, he tricked Xiao Huangsun and Ma Yi out together.

There are no horses in the capital, so the two went to the outskirts of Beijing, let go of wanton urging the horse to gallop, and forgot their shape for a while.

By accident, they discovered Rong Diza's stronghold in the suburbs of Beijing.

Rong Di is a wolf cub, and he will not let his heart die.The two were chased to the edge of the cliff, and there was no way to retreat. There was a strong bow and crossbow in front of them, and the abyss and cold pool were under their feet.

……

Yun Lang sat up straight and coughed: "Mr. Liang."

Physician Liang had a headache when he heard him speak, and he was still checking the pulse, looking up vigilantly.

"Look..." Yun Lang cleared his throat and signaled, "My pulse."

"It's really not good." Liang Taiyi said, "Excessive loss, excessive wear and tear, besides—"

"Not that."

Yun Lang was a little embarrassed, blushed, and hinted in a low voice: "How is it different from ordinary people...?"

Imperial Physician Liang was puzzled: "It's just like this, how can it be any different from ordinary people?"

"..." Yun Lang took a deep breath, and went further: "Have you heard of the imperial doctor, there are some rumors in Beijing and China recently?"

Imperial Physician Liang reprimanded angrily: "This old man never believes in rumors!"

"Some might as well believe it."

Yun Lang pressed his forehead, and said persuasively, "For example... it was passed around the training ground."

"It's about King Yan's mansion, or King Yan."

"Or... King Xiaoyan." Yun Lang said carefully, "King Xiaoyan."

"What is not small?"

Physician Liang was confused and said impatiently: "The old man is not good at fighting, so the young master has something to say—"

Yun Lang: "Have you diagnosed the joy pulse?"

Physician Liang: "..."

Yun Lang: "..."

Physician Liang flew into a rage, got up with a flick of his sleeves, and walked out angrily.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Yun Lang grabbed him.

"The universe is yin and yang, the old man can still tell the difference!"

Physician Liang was trembling with anger, and raised his finger to Yunlang's nose: "When I asked for leave for you back then, I made up all the illnesses! When you were 15 years old, you had eight whooping coughs, seventeen episodes of acne, and seventy-two episodes of typhoid fever." !"

"..." Yun Lang coughed lightly: "I'm sorry for your embarrassment, but—"

Imperial Physician Liang was furious, and said righteously: "It's just that this child can't be born no matter what!"

……

Yun Lang rubbed his forehead.

It has been difficult for the imperial physician these years, he was originally unwilling to use this trick.

But now it seems that there is no choice but to act in a hurry.

Yun Lang propped himself up, and sat upright: "It's absolutely true, I can't give birth to a child?"

Physician Liang said impassionedly: "Naturally!"

Yun Lang was curious: "How do you know?"

"Why do you need to know!" Imperial Physician Liang said coldly, "Just take a look—"

Yun Lang sighed softly: "Back then, I was lying on the couch in a shapeless shape, and you said that I just had to look at it."

Physician Liang: "..."

Imperial Physician Liang has practiced countless times in his life, but this incident was the only one that got him too hard, and he froze: "Old man, I can also diagnose the pulse—"

Yun Lang sighed: "Back then, you checked the pulse several times and said that there was no life."

Physician Liang was dragged in by him out of nowhere, stood there in a daze for a while, stumbling: "Since, since ancient times, the reason——"

"Since ancient times, it has been the truth." Yun Lang sighed: "The serious injury has reached this point, and there is no way out."

Physician Liang shook and stood there in a daze.

With a good voice, Yun Lang helped the imperial physician, and patiently led him to sit down: "There are not only certain rules for everything."

"The ancients said, put it to death and then live, that's what it said."

Yun Lang: "Once a person is put to death, he has traveled a lot between life and death. Even if he can't live at the beginning, he will gradually become able to live..."

"Even if—"

Imperial Physician Liang was almost moved by his persuasion, and there was only a sliver of sanity left, and he said: "Always have sex, have sex, how can the other party not know..."

"I have a deep affection for King Yan." Yun Lang has been hiding among the people for these years, and he often reads the scriptures before opening his mouth, "I can't help myself, I moved by myself while he was drunk."

Imperial Physician Liang looked dazed and had nothing to say.

Yun Lang smiled at him and stretched out his hand: "Look, do I have a happy pulse?"

In the courtyard outside the house.

The old master bowed tremblingly, not daring to speak out.

Xiao Shuo's expression was cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Just this once."

"Yes."

The old master hurriedly promised: "From now on, we will definitely keep an eye on him, and don't let Mr. Yun run around."

The new snow under the eaves was originally clear and smooth, but Yun Lang jumped from the roof and stepped on a few footprints, which were swept clean again by the servants.

Xiao Shuo looked at it for a while, then retracted his gaze.

The old master waited by the side for a while, hesitating and whispering: "My lord, the one who saved Mr. Yun back then, but the most precious blood ginseng in our house? It saved your life..."

"He did it to save me." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "It's nothing more than repaying his affection, no loss or debt."

The old master has been in the mansion for more than [-] years, and has been in charge of the account books and warehouses of the mansion. He didn't know that the treasure was gone until today, and he said with a knife, "Yes."

Xiao Shuo was quiet for a while, then said again: "I should have died that day."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" The old master was taken aback, "How can you speak lightly about matters of life and death..."

Xiao Shuo stopped talking, and turned to the snowy corridor.

When they jumped off the cliff, both of them thought they would die.He was afraid at first, but when he saw Yun Lang smiling at him, he felt inexplicably relieved.

Then, Yun Lang grabbed his arm.

Yun Lang's skills were far superior to his at that time, he didn't know what Yun Lang did, he only remembered waking up from the bitingly cold pool, it was already half night.

Yunlang was placed under him, half of his body was submerged in the ice water.

As soon as he moved, the arm behind his back slid down, smashing a piece of light rouge.

……

Once upon a time, he wanted to trust Yun Lang even though he didn't care about the cost.

"Look." Xiao Shuo stopped thinking, turned and walked out of the courtyard, "If he doesn't talk nonsense, he can let him out to get some air."

"You didn't wait for the imperial doctor to report back?"

The old master was stunned, and trotted to catch up: "Mr. Yun is probably not in good health. I saw him coming down from the room, and he waited for a while before he had the strength to enter the door..."

Xiao Shuo said: "No need, he—"

Before he finished speaking, Imperial Physician Liang staggered out of the room.

"I'm talking about you." The old master was overjoyed and quickly helped him up, "How is Mr. Yun?"

Imperial Physician Liang reluctantly stood still, and looked at Xiao Shuo for a while, with a complicated look on his face.

Xiao Shuo was inexplicably looked at by him, and he frowned: "Speak up if you have something to say."

Imperial Physician Liang hesitated to speak, and took a closer look.

Xiao Shuo was a little irritable and wanted to leave.The old master was busy chatting with the imperial physician, and said in a low voice: "Say it quickly, my lord listen..."

"Congratulations, King Yan."

Imperial Physician Liang opened his mouth and said, "Young Master Yun...you are twins."

The old master: "..."

The old master: "?"

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King Yan: Believe in a ghost. :)