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The guards were suspicious, but no one dared to stop them. After all, the head on the neck was important, and they couldn't care about the rest.

After leaving the palace gate, he stepped on the moonlight and hurriedly walked towards Xiangwang's mansion along the quiet street. Since Xiao Yan lived in Xiao Yujue's mansion before, Xiao Baorong found it without much effort.

In front of you, two stone lions stand majestically on both sides of the vermilion gate, reflected by the two bright red lanterns, giving rise to a bit of inexplicable publicity and arrogance.He stepped up the steps, raised his hand and knocked on the door with a 'dong dong dong'.

After a long time, the door was opened with a creak. The person who came to open the door was an old man about 50 years old. He lifted the lantern in his hand until Xiao Baorong's face was level. It seemed that his eyes were not good. He squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while. Then came out a sentence that was enough to make him die without knowing how to die.

"Which family are you from, don't you know where this is? This is Xiangwang's Mansion, not a place for lowly people like you. Really, I was woken up by you when I was sleeping well. Hurry up and get out—" The old man gave Bao Rong an angry look, and he was about to close the door.

"I want to see Prime Minister Xiao Yan and Prime Minister Xiao, you go and inform me." Baorong pushed the door open with one hand, and the old man stepped back a few steps. After a moment of stupefaction, he laughed wildly. After laughing, he stared at Xiao Baorong Cursing: "You brat, how dare you call yourself the Son of Heaven? I think you are impatient to live, and you want to die! Get out, get out of here quickly, otherwise, don't blame me for calling someone to come and blow you up!" go out."

Xiao Baorong took a deep breath, and without knowing where the courage came from, he gave the old man a hard look, and then rushed straight towards the mansion.

"You, you—" The old man's angry face paled instantly, and he roared with bared teeth and claws, "Come, come, arrest, arrest this trespasser!"

Before Bao Rong had walked a few steps, he was already surrounded by servants of Xiangfu, all of them rolled up their sleeves and looked ready to go.

The old man rushed into the encirclement angrily, shouting in an ugly hoarse voice, "Catch him for me!"

Then, there was a loud response, but then a loud shout brought the Xiangfu back to its previous calm.

"Do you all want to hang your head if you still don't kowtow to salute after seeing the current Holy Majesty?" There was a hint of hoarseness and fatigue in the high-pitched voice.

As soon as the voice fell, Bao Rong stayed where he was, and when the servants who couldn't see Mount Tai knelt down in panic and shouted long live the emperor, his eyes turned to the source of the voice.

It's Xiao Yan.For some reason, there was a burst of secret joy in his heart.

"Your subject kowtows to the emperor, long live the emperor!" There was no trace of a smile on the corners of Xiao Yan's lips, but there was a joy in his eyes that seemed to be reunited after a long absence.

Bao Rong walked slowly from the crowd in front of Xiao Yan, and looked down at him from a high position, as if wanting to make sure of something, his hands moved towards his arms uncontrollably.

"Get up, get up!" As soon as his hands touched Xiao Yan's brocade sleeves, he immediately retracted them.

"I'm stupid, I don't know why the emperor came to Xiangfu late at night?" Xiao Yan stood up, with a respectful expression on his face, but his cold eyes glanced at the old gatekeeper who was still kneeling on the spot.

I saw that the old man trembled all over immediately, winked at the servants around him, and said in a trembling voice: "The emperor, the emperor, the slaves, the servants were just rude, rude, please, please forgive me, the emperor."

"Forget it, those who don't know are innocent, you all retreat!"

After those people retreated, Xiao Yan wrapped his arms around Xiao Baorong's shoulders presumptuously, "Since the emperor is here, why don't you stay in my mansion overnight."

Baorong's shoulders trembled, and he wanted to resist, but he was afraid of accidentally bumping into his wound. After all, he was injured because he was protecting himself, so he obediently let him walk through a few strips with his arms around him. The cloister came to a house full of flowers and plants.

"This is the place I prepared for the emperor, what does the emperor think, if it doesn't suit me, I can—"

"You, your injury, what, what's the matter!" Bao Rong didn't seem to hear what he was saying at all, but asked nervously in a low voice.

Xiao Yan stopped talking, and gently squeezed Bao Rong's jaw with one hand, forcing him to look directly into his eyes, and said coldly, "Is the emperor worried about me?"

"I-I just—" Bao Rong didn't know how to answer for a while, and hurriedly turned around, "Si-since I'm fine, then-then I'll go back first."

"Go back?" Xiao Yan grabbed Bao Rong's shoulders tightly, and his deep voice was a little chilly, "Although my Xiangfu is not as good as the imperial palace, it's not like anyone who wants to come or leave. The place to go, of course, if it is the emperor, then it is another matter. But since the emperor is here, at least let me, Xiao Yan, show my friendship as a landlord and "entertain" me. Okay, it's cold outside, If you have anything to say, let's go in and talk."

Xiao Baorong bit his lips, and followed Xiao Yan into the bedroom in front of him involuntarily.

(0.36 fresh coins) Xiao Yan's injured Xiangfu looks at the injury

The moment the door was pushed open, there was a burst of rich fragrance that rushed to the nose, the two of them didn't stay in the outer hall for long, Xiao Yan brought him into the bedroom.The window of the bedroom is half open, the moon-white silk curtain is fluttering in the wind, and on the bed on the right side, brocade quilts are stacked neatly against one side of the bed, and the silk pillow embroidered with mandarin ducks also looks It is so beautiful.

It stands to reason that an unoccupied room would be dusty and cobwebbed if it wasn't cleaned regularly, but this one was different.Obviously, Xiao Yan should have specially prepared it in advance.

"Sit down! Haven't eaten yet, I'll ask the servants to get something."

Before Baorong's butt touched the bed, he heard an anxious voice outside the door.

"Prime Minister, this subordinate has brought the imperial physician here."

Tai, Tai doctor?Xiao Baorong was stunned.What's going on, didn't Xiao Yan treat the wound, or did the wound get worse?

Thinking about it, Bao Rong raised his eyes and looked at Xiao Yan. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan was also staring at him with obvious anger in his eyes.

"You, your injury──" Bao Rong stammered a little, and two patches of blush bloomed on his cheeks.

"It's just a small injury, there's no need for the imperial physician to come, and this Luo Wei, actually made an arbitrarily assertive call for the imperial physician to come?"

Hearing his extremely displeased tone, Bao Rong hurriedly said, "I think that person named Luo Wei only cares about you. After all, he was the one who rescued you. Since the imperial physician has been announced, then you can call the imperial physician to give you Look, it's not easy to let the imperial doctor go all the way."

Xiao Yan frowned even tighter, and suddenly pressed himself against Bao Rong, "Why do I listen to the emperor's words? It doesn't seem like he cares about me, but instead he cares about those old men with white beards?"

"No, no—" Bao Rong shook his head, lowered his head in shock, avoiding Xiao Yan's domineering gaze, "I, I just, just—"

Xiao Yan raised his lips slightly, taking into account the young man's bewilderment, straightened up, and replied coldly: "Let the imperial doctor come in!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock at the door, and an imperial doctor with white eyebrows and a white medicine box hurried in. Although he saw that the emperor was here, there was no fear on his face. It was Xiao Yan who was exuding the majesty of an emperor that made him tremble uncontrollably.

"The old minister sees the emperor, sees Prime Minister Xiao."

"Stay flat!" Xiao Baorong said lightly, but when he raised his eyes, he inadvertently met the eyes of Luo Wei who was standing behind the imperial physician, that kind of envious eyes clearly hinted at something.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, and Prime Minister Xiao!" The old doctor got up, with a look of hesitation, if he said a wrong word, it might not be enough to pay for his old life.

"Doctor Zhang, my prime minister was accidentally injured, please show me if the injury is serious." Luo Wei's words broke the awkward atmosphere.

"Yes, yes yes..." Imperial Physician Zhang nodded frequently, not daring to raise his eyes to look at Xiao Yan who was still sullen, and said tremblingly: "Also please sit on the bed, take off, take off your coat, Let, let the old man check the wound first, and then prescribe the right medicine."

Xiao Yan first gave Doctor Zhang a hard look, and then glanced at Xiao Baorong who was silent beside him, and immediately shook off his sleeves as if venting his anger, walked to the bed with great reluctance, and sat down on the bed.

Xiao Baorong pursed his lips, and walked uncontrollably to the head of the bed with his legs.

"Please, prime minister, please take off your clothes!" After saying these words, cold sweat was already covering the forehead of Imperial Physician Zhang.

Xiao Yan turned his head to look at Bao Rong who was standing beside him again, forced himself to swallow the urge to scold, and took off his coat.Suddenly, the upper body trembling with white cloth strips was exposed.

Bao Rong's eyes couldn't help but stare at the randomly wound cloth strips. Obviously, Xiao Yan didn't take the knife wound to heart, but simply wrapped it up a few times, and dismissed it casually.

Doctor Zhang put the medicine box on the steps under the bed, and sat by the bed, "Prime Minister, I have to take off the cloth strip now, if it hurts Prime Minister, I hope Prime Minister will forgive me."

"Hurry up, I still have something to do!"

"Yes, yes, then, that old age began—"

Bao Rong hung his hands restlessly on both sides of his thighs, watching the blood-stained cloth strips being untied round after round, the palms of his hands were sweating more and more. An inch-long wound suddenly appeared.

Just looking at it, Bao Rong felt his heart ached as if being swept by a prickly whip.

Doctor Zhang's white eyebrows were instantly twitched, and he stretched out two fingers and began to press around the wound