Am I a scumbag?

King Lan was seriously injured, but it happened to be the middle of the month.Most of the time in the carriage from Helan Hongzhu back to Youlan City, he was groggy, and occasionally he woke up with unbearable pain and cold sweat, and soon he would close his eyes again.

Yan Yuliang was always by his side.

He seldom sleeps all night, and wakes up at the slightest movement to take care of King Lan.Wipe his sweat, change his medicine, rub his cold belly, and patiently feed him medicine.

King Lan frowned and moaned, and he immediately got up.

Very distressed.

Lan Lan is thoughtful and delicate.Dragging his injured body all the way to chase, but seeing Tantai standing beside him, I don't know if he saw that hug him, just thinking about it makes him suffocate.

The chariots and horses sparkled and bumped slightly.

Yan Yuliang was afraid that King Lan's wound would hurt, so he spread layer after layer of soft mattresses under his body.If she was really tired, she would lie down next to him for a while, interlocking her fingers and lightly rubbing Lan Wang's palm.

... If possible, he really wanted to let Lan Wang go to Helan Hongzhu to recover from his illness.

But no.

The terrain of Youlan Heavy City is dangerous, and it is a must for military strategists.Behind is the land of Daxia, which is flat and flat. If something happens to the war supply line, there will be big problems.It is precisely because of this that King Lan will personally guard the city.

Chuyue was very afraid of King Lan.

Knowing that it is unlikely to capture Youlan City, the heavy troops and the elite are all counting on breaking through Lingyun City where General Xiahoulie is stationed.King Lan only sent "Amoyed" with Qingqi to threaten and harass him constantly.

It is precisely because of this that Zhuang Qingqu dared to chase people so far for several days.

But now that Tan Taihong has gone back, he has to guard against it.King Lan woke up a while ago, opened his eyes slightly to support himself? He said a few words hoarsely, and also wanted to return to Youlan City quickly.

"You? Don't worry, I'm here."

Yan Yuliang gently stroked his tangled eyebrows and said softly.

……

Shilu has been in and out of Beimo for so many years, but this is the first time he has come to Youlan City.

The professional quality of the little general, as soon as he entered the city, he took the elite horses out to scout the terrain.

Yan Yuliang continued to guard Lan Wang's bedside.

He did not forget to take over the documents and battle reports of Youlan City.Although he has no experience in leading troops and fighting in wars, he has also learned some skills of talking about soldiers on paper while studying.

What's more, there is a teacher who has experienced many battles, even if someone takes advantage of King Lan's injury and joins the organization to attack the city, the two of them should not suffer a loss if they sit in the city.

The arrow wound on King Lan's shoulder was hideous.

Every time the dressing was changed, the medical officer had to take out a white cloth soaked in a bottle of burning knife spirits and directly cover the wound.King Lan would grit his teeth and grunt even when he was in a coma, and the blue blood vessels on the side of his neck burst out.

Not to mention cleaning the wound repeatedly, and soaking it in strong wine with a knife to pick out the sticky meat inside.Every time the wound would flow out a lot of scarlet and glaring blood again, Yan Yuliang was shocked to see it.

Xiaozhuang fell asleep again for a few days.

Yan Yuliang became more and more restless.

The weather was warm, so many of the sugar and pastries he bought for Xiaozhuang were spoiled.Youlan City is not as prosperous as Helan Hongzhu, and the same exquisite snacks can no longer be bought, which makes him discouraged.

He learned how to cook medicine and porridge for King Lan.

King Lan didn't wake up, so he simmered on the stove over and over while looking at the documents.I feel sad.

In northern Xinjiang, a kind of wildflower blooms in summer called Artemisia annua.Brilliant bright yellow, hairy rhizomes, very fragrant.He didn't see it in Huadu, so he ordered someone to pick a lot of them and put them next to King Lan's cabinet, and then weaved an ugly bracelet for King Lan.

The little yellow flowers on the bracelet all wilted, but Lan Wang still didn't wake up.

Yan Yu's eyes turned red for a few days.

Then he decided to stand up and get down to business.

……

Accompanied by Shi Lv, Yan Yuliang went to inspect the outer city of Youlan.

Youlan City is located between two continuous valleys.Shi Li was wondering all the way that the trenches in other cities were dug in front of the city, why did King Lan dug the trenches in Youlan City behind.

Yan Yuliang looked up at the two mountains and the path between them, and immediately understood King Lan's plan.

No wonder others said that King Lan used his troops like a god.

On the way back, the teacher and law made all kinds of long and short sighs.Regret that he slept naked, so that he was too slow to get dressed in the middle of the night before.

He firmly believed that if he could catch up in time, Amoyed would not be able to escape.

He has been fighting in Beimo for so many years, and he has heard the name of the demon priest Amoyed for a long time, but he is worried that he will never meet him.This person can plan to hurt Zhuang Qingqu, Shi Lv really wants to fight this person.

Back in the city, he was pulled into the room by the emperor's brother.

Yan Yuliang spread out the paper and ink: "You? You have been to the depths of the Gobi desert all year round. Have you ever seen this?"

On the rice paper is a crooked flower.

The antidote to the Gu poison on King Lan's body, the smell of "Yin Discrete" was born in the depths of the desert, and finding the medicine is actually the real purpose of Yan Yuliang's coming to northern Xinjiang.

It's a pity that this kind of medicinal material is very rare, and there are not many records in the medical books of the whole palace.Even the old doctor in the palace didn't know what it looked like.

It was a coincidence that Yan Yuliang saw the appearance of this medicinal herb—his mother was a Yuelu medical girl before entering the palace. When he was young, he drew various medicinal herbs on waste paper for him to see, and The second prince? Fortunately, he has a photographic memory.

Perseverance is too frustrated.

What I remember in my mind is completely different from what I drew.He tried several times, and the more he drew, the less he looked like it.

The lawyer shook his head: "I'm sure! I haven't seen this before."

Yan Yuliang: "You? Maybe you haven't seen it before! This herb, it's not full length? I drew it like this! You? Think again, the flower is light golden, with a curved corner on the top of the petal..."

He described it for a long time, but Shi Li still shook his head.

Yan Yuliang is a headache.

He knew it would be like this, so he had to come in person.When King Lan recovers, when will he have to let Shi Li take him in person? Go for a walk in the depths of the desert!

After a few more days, King Lan's condition finally stabilized.

The medical officer said that the wound on the shoulder was too deep and would leave a hideous scar.Yan Yuliang asked the medical officer to examine the bottle of medicine that Tan Taihong gave him.

The result is indeed a rare panacea for the Western Regions.But Yan Yuliang was still worried if he wanted to use it on King Lan.Secretly poking and poking secretly, first take yourself to test the medicine.

He then went to Fu Ling to confirm some matters.

Fu Ling: "Yes, Master Lan already knew that Tan Tai Hong was still alive."

"In the fourth year of Jinyu, Lord Lan was ordered to attack the northern border. When he was in Yanyun...the two met. After Lan Lord returned, he had a big fight with His Majesty, and Tangquan Palace was smashed to pieces."

"Later, it gradually drifted away. The slave? I privately think that it was also from then on."

"Your Majesty, slave? Boldly say that Lord Lan actually...is not ignorant of His Majesty's various? Helpless difficulties. Master Lan has always been clear, and also knows that His Majesty has always been painstaking and thoughtful, and it is not easy. He has always felt sorry for His Majesty. , Protect Your Majesty."

"For Tantai, Lord Lan doesn't necessarily want him to pay in blood."

"But your Majesty is partial, and? Keeping it from him, Lord Lan can't bear it."

"Lord Lan, he really puts all his heart on His Majesty. His thoughts are too heavy, and he often turns back on himself. Many times? His Majesty's unintentional words will make Lord Lan feel sad to death. What's more, Tantai is such a big matter, at that time? Look Looking at Lord Lan... oh."

"Originally, the recovery of Yanyun was a great joyous event. The whole country celebrated with joy. His Majesty also prepared banquets and rewards in the palace to welcome him. However, King Lan threw off the team and returned to Beijing quickly. His shirt was stained with blood and turned red." Focus on rushing into His Majesty's bedroom."

"It's been a night of trouble, and everyone knows it."

"Admonishing officials have written letters accusing him of disobeying and committing crimes, and good things have turned into bad things."

"Pian Lan Wang's temperament, the more people scold him, the worse it gets... so that His Majesty was afraid of him later."

"Obviously, what Master Lan wants for so many years is nothing more than His Majesty trusting him and relying on him, affirming him and coaxing him occasionally. In the end, he committed a rebellion against his superiors. His Majesty is alienated and unwilling to see him, and he feels even more uncomfortable. How uncomfortable? Dare to say anything nonsense. The slave? And? I can’t persuade you, I’m really anxious to death.”

Yan Yuliang was dazed when he heard that.

There are some? Faint fragments emerge, fleeting.

There was also a sudden pain in the chest, and I felt sorry for King Lan.

Fu Ling: "Your Majesty, Fu Ling has the guts. This time Lord Lan wakes up, if he says something that is not what he meant...Your Majesty remembers his usual kindness, can you coax him to indulge him, and not be as knowledgeable as him."

"Slave? I know it's not easy for Your Majesty, it's really..."

Yan Yuliang: "You? Don't worry."

"I'm fine, nothing is difficult. I won't get angry with him, and I will pamper him well."

……

Fuling left, Yan Yuliang was in a daze for a while.

28 is a pretty good age.

At the age of 13, he would be angry with the ten-year-old who looked down on him, and at the age of 22, he would choose to distance himself from the 19-year-old King Lan.

But now he has finally experienced the old way.

Knowing that when dealing with an awkward child who is duplicity, in fact, a hug will be enough.

If not, kiss him again.

As long as you stroke the hair smoothly, you can live a sweet life with the big beauty in your arms.Why were the two of you so stupid back then.

The banquet language is cool and painful.

One of the advantages of Emperor Jinyu is that he can think of ideas, and then start to think hard.

He always felt that everything was not all right now.

Otherwise, what exactly is Lan Wang planning for him?Figure he looks average?Trying to trick him, avoid him, treat him badly?

Wouldn't it be just that he is a good emperor who governs the country well, and accept everything else no matter how bad it is?So loyal and patriotic?

Lan Wang? It's not that he's mentally ill!

Lan Wang is lonely and arrogant, and his vision is poisonous.Stubborn is a bit stubborn, but he is essentially a smart person.

To make such a person obsessed, I must have had some extraordinary skills before I lost my memory.But why was it a bad move in the end, which not only hurt Lan Lan's heart, but also played it off and almost killed herself?

Or, he was really bad before.After amnesia? Change your mind?

Yan Yuliang sighed, and gently stroked Lan Wang's brow bone with his fingers.

But no matter what, he has already decided that he only loves Lan Lan and treats Lan Lan well.As for Tan Taihong, he really forgot anyway.

Don't blame the emperor for being ruthless, he will only recognize Lanlan from now on.

When Lan Lan woke up, he had to tell Lan Lan well.

……

Having said that.

Lan Wang really woke up, Yan Yuliang was still flustered.

He was changing the dressing for King Lan at that time.Emperor Jin Yu had never been so flustered since he lost his memory.

"Are you awake? Does it hurt, does it hurt?"

"Are you hungry? Are you starving? I cooked porridge for? you?"

However, the porridge has been in the pot for a long time? A little burnt.Fuling again? Hurry up and take care of him.

Lan Wang's spirit is still not very good, listless.The Artemisia garland on the wrist was even more wilted, Yan Yuliang hurriedly tried to take it off.

Lan Wang withdrew his hand, won't you? He touches it.

Yan Yuliang: "..."

The dragon's claws hung awkwardly in the air.

He was usually jumping up and down with a quick brain, shamelessly coaxing people to open his mouth, but today he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Fu Ling watched anxiously from the side.

His master's temperament, alas, what can I do!

After so many years of asking for it but not being able to do it, yet? He stubbornly refused to admit it, and insisted that the emperor liked him first.Now that Tan Taihong showed his face, King Lan's dignity was exhausted.He will be very angry if he can't save face, and will not choose what to say when he is angry.

But His Majesty is also the Son of Heaven of the Ninth Five Lord.She has a good temper and can coax him once or twice, but she can't make him...

King Lan: "Come here."

Yan Yuliang was puzzled, his name was Zhen?

Lan Wang Qingtong looked at him.

But just now? Don't let me touch him?

Lan Wang gritted his teeth, his shallow eyes slightly sullen: "What's the matter! You are fierce? Just remember a few words? Or are you... afraid of me?"

His voice was hoarse, Yan Yuliang hurriedly shook his head.

"Don't be afraid... come here!"

"Oh," Yan Yuliang passed obediently, and King Lan wanted to hug him, so he hid for a while this time.

Lan Wang's face turned pale.

Yan Yuliang: "No, I'm afraid of touching your wound!"

He said carefully to avoid injury, then tentatively hugged Lan Wang's waist.Lan Wang was depressed, and hugged him tightly with his uninjured arm.

The summer is so hot, Lan Wang's arms and embrace are cool and comfortable.

The banquet language is cold and sarcastic, and I still can't say what I want to say.Why is he so useless today!

Lan Wang An quietly hugged him for a while, frowning.

"Azhao, you? Haven't washed your face for a few days..."

The emperor's cheeks were dirty with soot from cooking.

"I don't dislike you, but I have to wash my face." Lan Wang sighed, "Fuling, give him a basin of water to wash him."

Yan Yuliang: "...Woo."

Yan Yuliang: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

Zhuang Qingqu was frightened by him suddenly, and his shallow pupils were full of inexplicable emotions.What's wrong?He wanted to wash his face with water, but he didn't yell at him to blame him!

Yan Yuliang: "Woo..."

He is sad.

If King Lan was awkward, irritable, ignoring him, or yelling at him fiercely, he would not feel so uncomfortable.

Xiao Zhuang's shell is hard but the inside is soft, he knows it, he is not afraid of his fierceness.

But he was so gentle despite being hurt, he loves him so much!You are so wronged, why should you treat him well?

Zhuang Qingqu hugged him tightly, at a loss.

He looked at Fu Ling with eyes asking for help.

Fu Ling was also in a daze.He had expected that his master would go crazy, but it turned out that this was too unexpected, and he didn't know what to do for a while.

That is to say, the historian has a big heart and writes hard, taking notes in the corner.

King Lan: "Don't remember!"

……

Zhuang Qingqu was indeed furious.

But who made him wake up many times in the past few days, Azhao was always by his side to take care of him when he was drowsy.

He is not so wronged.

The dream was heavy and complicated. He saw Tan Taihong standing next to A Zhao upstairs. That person was always so easy to get close to the person he couldn't ask for.

And he, no matter how hard he tried for so many years, the result is nothing more than proving in vain over and over again that he can never be the first in that person's heart.

very sad.

but.

He also always remembered that Azhao had been kind to him before, and there was no Tantaihong at that time.

It was he himself who was awkward and refused to be hugged by others.

It is he who mocks people for not working hard all day long.It rained lightly on the moonlit night of the Lantern Festival, Yan Yuliang asked him to accompany him, but he turned around and left to give Tantai a chance.

Many times later, if he is not impulsive, he is willing to speak well.If he is not desperate for face and speaks insincerely.

If he had the talent like Tantai, he would cry, show weakness and show grievances.Or? Or have the talent of a fox, smiling and likable.

He didn't have any, who is to blame?

Ah Zhao can't remember everything about the past, but Zhuang Qingqu remembers everything clearly.

He clearly remembered how he pushed Ah Zhao away step by step.

"Repeat the same mistakes".

It's been so long, it's finally come here, and I finally hugged my sweetheart, how could he repeat the same mistakes again! !

"Azhao, don't cry..."

The wound still hurt, but he hugged the person in his arms privately.

The summer wind is very warm, the clothes are thin, and the skin is very comfortable to touch. King Lan lowered his eyes, cherishing such a close distance.

A while ago, Xun Chang? went to Luoyun, and he pretended to see him off.

Xun Chang?: "Tell Ah Liang that I'm leaving~"

Zhuang Qingqu couldn't wait to wave his hand: "Well, have a good trip."

In the end, the little fox jumped in front of him again. He thought that the little fox was going to insult him, but Xun Chang said, "You? You have been doing well for the past two months. It seems that you have protected Ah Liang very well."

"It's not easy. After so many years, I finally saw Ah Liang's sincere, lively and cheerful appearance again."

is it?

Zhuang Qingqu thought of the former emperor, who hid an unknown intelligence officer, planning all kinds of involuntary and unimaginable schemes.Trust no one.

But after losing his memory, he had to rely on him, on all his loyal ministers and good generals.

"Azhao, it's all right..."

Lan Wang smoothed his hair, and looked down at the wilted little yellow wreath hanging on his wrist.

He wants to keep this thing, even if it dries up.

Can't give it back? Him.