usurped

What are you doing here? Just when Eunuch Xu was tongue-tied and didn't know how to explain, Baorong's voice sounded. He stood up slightly, as if a piece of flesh had been dug out of his shoulder, and the pain made him break out in a layer of cold sweat. He felt himself She was naked, and the wound seemed to have been treated.

Is it Xiao Yan?Is it the wound he bandaged for me?

"Emperor, Your Majesty, that—" Eunuch Xu fell to his knees with a plop, "Damn it, I just heard that since Prime Minister Xiao entered, I heard that there seemed to be a dispute inside, so, so this slave—"

"Your Majesty forgive me──" Seeing that the situation was wrong, the group of guards standing behind Eunuch Xu knelt down anxiously and spoke in panic.

Bao Rongjue's mind was heavy, and he only remembered that a purple dress flashed in front of his eyes, and then his eyes suddenly went dark, and he lost his memory, but somewhere, he had a bad feeling.

Xiao Yan──something must have happened.

He bit his lower lip hard so that the pain would not invade the entire facial nerve, and then he tried his best to make every word he uttered clear and firm.

"Man, who is it? I came back from morning court and felt a little tired, so I went back here to rest. I slept soundly just now, but when you people came in, you disturbed the tranquility. Don't you know that trespassing on my house Is the bedroom going to lose its head?"

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, forgive me!" Eunuch Xu kowtowed at the first, "Slave, I just saw a stranger come in with the help of the Emperor, and I was afraid, I was afraid that that person would have ill intentions towards the Emperor, so, so— "

"Stranger? Eunuch Xu, I think you don't want to live, you dare to speak lies in broad daylight, what kind of stranger, I obviously came back alone."

"But, but, emperor, emperor—" Eunuch Xu was so frightened that he was trembling all over.

"Okay, if you don't want to lose your head, get out of here immediately."

"Yes, yes—" Eunuch Xu got up as if he had lost his soul, and winked at the group of guards who were still kneeling, and the group left in a hurry.

"Cough...cough cough..." As soon as the group of people left, Bao Rong coughed violently from sideways, with a very hard expression on his face. Blocked.

On the other side, in an airtight and dark room, there was a clear and loud whipping sound.

(0.32 coins) Imprisonment

"Oh, I'm so fucking tired. My hands are sore from the beating." A brawny shirtless man threw the broken handle on the ground in dissatisfaction, spit on the ground and spit His buttocks sat on the long wooden bench behind him, "I don't know what our boss means, bringing such a person back, and asking us brothers to beat him non-stop, but we still have to keep him for a while." Tone, hehe, do you think it's strange?"

Another slightly thin man was wearing an apricot-yellow cloth coat with his chest wide open. He rolled his eyes at the opposite man who was chained to the wall with his hands and feet shackled, and echoed: "That's right, our boss has always done things straightforwardly. How can you be so tired and crooked, want to take someone's life, why don't you tell us to beat him to death, alas──"

"However, this man is really stubborn. Our brothers have already broken three whips, but that man didn't make a sound." When the strong man said this, he frowned slightly, and turned to look at the person next to him. , "I said bro, don't you think this person looks familiar, it always feels like you've seen him somewhere before."

"Big Brother──" The man in civilian clothes walked past the strong man without rushing, and came to the opposite wall covered with torture instruments of various colors. His big eyes quickly scanned from left to right, and then he stretched out his hand to choose a black one. He took off his leather whip, weighed it in his palm, nodded, turned back to the center of the stone room, and stood still.

"What have you seen? Why do you think so much? We brothers just obey the orders of the boss. You know, the more you know about our business, the faster you will die!"

"That's right---" The burly man breathed a sigh of relief, bent over and picked up the wine jar next to him, and took a few swigs, then wiped the wine on his chin carelessly with his hand, put down the wine jar, and lay on the long side chair.

"Brother, sleep for a while, and call me when you get tired later."

"Wrap it on me!"

Xiao Yan closed his eyes, his body remained motionless as if he was dead, but it could be seen from the slight heaving of his chest that he was still alive.

"Crack──" The whip raised high, drew a perfect arc in the air, and then slammed heavily on Xiao Yan's bruised chest.

Immediately, blood rained everywhere.

"Fucking bastard──" Seeing that Xiao Yan still refused to show his weakness, the man in common clothes immediately became angry, "I don't believe in this evil anymore, if I don't beat you to beg me for mercy today, I will Kneel on the ground and call you grandpa three times."

"Crack --" Another loud whip sound,

However, the man with disheveled hair just smiled faintly, biting the blood gushing from the corner of his mouth, and moved his fingers almost imperceptibly. Although he only opened his eyes slowly, the gaze he shot was domineering. .

But what kind of scene is it in the bedroom?

After being stopped by the suddenly outstretched arm, Bao Rong looked at the face he had only seen once.

"You, you... you are that cave... um..." There was another sharp pain, and Baorong had to lie on the bed again, frowning and gritting his teeth. It took a long time for the pain to pass.

"It seems that the emperor hasn't forgotten me yet!" Luo Wei didn't look at Xiao Baorong when he spoke, leaning his back against the pillar beside the bed, his contemptuous words were clearly mixed with a trace of jealousy.

"You, why are you here? Xiao Yan, no, no, where is Prime Minister Xiao?"

Upon hearing this, Luo Wei's face suddenly became gloomy, and after a long while, he burst out a sentence through his teeth.

"The prime minister has something to do, so he will go back first."

"Really?" Xiao Baorong's face was obviously disappointed, "Then, why are you here, and, and—" He couldn't help stroking the wound wrapped in cloth with one hand, his voice choked with sobs "That's called Xifeng──"

"Humph──" Luo Wei snorted viciously, "Didn't the emperor tell those father-in-law and guards just now? Did you come back here alone? Since you came back here alone, how could you What kind of person is the wind but not the wind."

Bao Rong quietly twitched her eyebrows, feeling her throat was so astringent that she wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, so she could only hold back.The blood all over his body seemed to be frozen, very cold, very cold.

Is Xiao Xian angry?Although he still didn't understand why he was angry, but—he could only think of this, otherwise, why didn't he come to see him?

Luo Wei didn't speak, but leaned against the pillar with his arms around his shoulders, and looked indifferently towards the window.He kept reminiscing about the eyes his master gave him, which were dignified, sharp, and guarded, and he always felt that besides protecting the emperor, he was implying something else.

In the next few days, because the emperor said he was sick and did not come out of the early court, it inevitably aroused a lot of discussion among the officials.

During the days when Baorong was convalescing in the palace, in order not to let those chattering courtiers spread gossip, he also called some imperial doctors, but it didn't take long before they all ran out trembling like losing their souls. Needless to say, it must be Threatened by someone.

Although Bao Rong was puzzled, he wanted to ask Luo Wei why he couldn't see Xiao Yan's shadow these days, but he didn't ask the question after all.And Luo Wei said very little, but he took care of everything from changing dressings to Baorong's diet and daily life.

However, all he did was for one person—the master.

However, that night, Bao Rong was sleeping soundly, and Luo Wei was leaning on the pillar beside the dragon couch to doze off, when he suddenly heard the messy sound of tiles colliding from the roof.

(0.36 Fresh Coins) The Truth

After hearing the sound, he opened his eyes instantly, glanced at Xiao Baorong who was lying beside him, and at the same time reached out to grab the hilt of his sword.From the sound of it, there should be at least two people on the roof.Because earlier, he obeyed Xiao Yan's order and surrounded the palace with killers, so three or two people were not worth mentioning.However, don't be careless.

The silver-glowing sword slipped out of the scabbard little by little, probably due to his high concentration, Luo Wei didn't notice that the boy beside him had woken up.

"Is there anyone on the roof?" Bao Rong stood up abruptly, grabbing his cuff tremblingly.

"Are you afraid?" Luo Wei's voice was as cold as frost, and he forced Bao Rong's hands to stop shaking in an instant, "Did you hear the sound on the roof? Those people are here to kill you. In this deep palace, How many people want your life, do you know? Although──in my opinion, your life is not worth a lot of money, but they like it."

Bao Rong listened, slowly let go of his hand, and sat on the head of the bed blankly.

The voice flickered from time to time, and while Luo Wei was making fun of him, his ears were always paying attention to the movement above his head.

"Woo—" Outside the bedroom, there was a sound like a wolf howling, which fluctuated high and low.

"Come in!" Luo Wei parted his lips slightly and whispered in a low voice.

Immediately there was a creaking sound of the door opening, and a black shadow flashed in front of Luo Wei like a whirlwind.This person's face was covered with a black veil, his body was wrapped in black clothes, and a belt of the same color was tied around his waist. Needless to say, just by looking at this attire, one could guess the identity of this person with certainty.

"Leader---" After calling out the title respectfully, the man presented a rolled note to Luo Wei with both hands.

Luo Wei took the note and walked to the round table next to him. While lighting the candle, he rolled the paper roll away with one hand.