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Prince, Prince Liang!If you keep fighting like this, he will really die! "

Xiao Yan didn't look down at the man who was hugging his leg and begging for mercy, but there was a more serious coolness in his eyes.

"Prince, he is not at fault. All the faults are mine alone. I seduced him, and I am shameless. So if you have any anger or hatred, just spread it on me. Don't, don't do it again." Hit him—”

Bao Rong looked up at the unreachable chin, with tears in his eyes.Although Ji Ran heard Bao Rong's weak voice at this moment, he really didn't have the energy to speak.

"Stop──" Xiao Yan finally spoke out.

"Yes—" The two guards immediately stopped their sticks, retreated, and waited respectfully on both sides of the cell door.

"I have a sense of proportion. He is my own son. How can I be willing to let him die?" Xiao Yan suddenly pulled his feet out of Baorong's embraced arms, then walked to the bench and tied the bundle with his own hands. The thick hemp ropes tied around Ji Ran's wrists and ankles were removed one by one.

Without the restraint of the rope, Ji Ran's body rolled down like a pile of mud. Fortunately, Xiao Yan picked him up halfway, but it caused a painful groan.

Xiao Yan lowered his eyes, but there was a trace of pity in his cold and indifferent eyes. He stretched out his hands as much as possible to prevent his clothes from rubbing against his wound, and then turned his gaze to Bao Rong's distressed figure. On the ground, the corners of his lips were raised, and he actually showed a very bright smile.

"Master Shao Fu, get up! I have already said what should be said, and I have already punished what should be punished. This matter is over, and I don't want to pursue it anymore! You go back first and wash your body well Wash, then take a rest, and come to my bedroom tomorrow night—serve the bedroom.”

Xiao Yan finished these words in front of the guards and jailers without hesitation, and strode out of the cell, leaving only Bao Rong lying on the ground alone, silently staring at the hard ground , suddenly fell heavily.

so tired!For the first time in his life, he felt that living in front of that man was very tiring...

That night, Baorong spent the whole night in the cell just like that with his eyes open.It was only the next morning that he stumbled back to his residence, ordered his attendant to fetch a bucket of water to wash himself, but unexpectedly the comfortable water temperature made him fall asleep while washing, if not for the attendant who came in to wash his body. He added hot water, maybe he would not have the strength to go to bed at night!

Baorong sat in front of the bronze mirror in a black brocade shirt, looked at the pale and haggard face in the mirror, and smiled faintly.

He was confused once.

What kind of person is Xiao Yan?I thought I knew him well, but now it seems that he is still far away...

In the imperial study room, faint candlelight was still burning.

Xiao Yan put down the brush, looked at the half-painted landscape painting on the desk, and suddenly crumpled it up and threw it on the ground.Looking at the ground covered with velvet blankets, it was almost covered with paper balls of different sizes.

"Your Majesty, it's getting late, it's time to rest!" Eunuch Zhang, who had been waiting beside him all this time, screamed.

"What time is it?" Xiao Yanqin's chilly voice sounded a little tired, and it seemed that he hadn't had much rest since yesterday.

"Back to the emperor, it's already a quarter of an hour."

(12 fresh coins) What's wrong?Is the prince seriously injured?

"It's already this time──" Xiao Yan got up from the golden throne, went around the desk and walked down the steps, rubbing his temples while walking, and asked slowly: "The prince's injury, what does the imperial doctor say?"

"This──" Eunuch Zhang frowned, the wrinkles on his face filled with hesitation.

"Is the injury serious?" Xiao Yan's cold eyes shot straight at him.

"Your Majesty!" Eunuch Zhang hurriedly knelt down, "Go back to Your Majesty, last night you carried the prince back to the Prince's Hall, and the imperial physician came not long after you left, but—"

"only?"

"It's just that the crown prince refuses to let the imperial doctor give him a diagnosis and treatment, and the servants also persuade him, but the crown prince just doesn't listen, and says—"

"What else?" There was a trace of displeasure in Xiao Yan's deep voice.

"The crown prince also said that if anyone dares to touch him, his head will be cut off, so the imperial doctor can't do anything. Now, he is probably still kneeling in front of the palace!"

"He's really rebellious!" Xiao Yan shouted, flicking his long sleeves, "I want to see if he has the guts to chop off my head too!"

"But, your Majesty, Young Master Fu, he, he is still waiting in the bedroom!"

"Master Shao Fu?" Xiao Yan seemed to have just remembered something, and his brows that were already tightly frowned were frowned a little bit, then he raised his hand and said in a deep voice, "Let him wait there!"

"Yes—" Eunuch Zhang shook his head helplessly. He knew that Mr. Shao Fu was weak, and he spent the night alone in Shuixi. The wind and cold is already a blessing in misfortune. After only resting for a short day, the body must have not recuperated, and the emperor summoned him to the palace tonight.I originally thought that the emperor would not go back to the bedroom when he went to the Prince's Palace tonight, so that the Tai Tuo could have a good rest, but now that the emperor opened his mouth, it is hard for me, a slave, to say anything.

As soon as Xiao Yan stepped over the threshold with one foot, he involuntarily leaned forward. Fortunately, he held the door frame with one hand in time to prevent him from falling to the ground.

"The emperor—"

When Eunuch Zhang saw this, he broke out in a cold sweat from fright, and hurried over with small steps, took his arm, and said anxiously:

"Your majesty, what's the matter with you? Do you want to send an imperial doctor to come and take a look!"

The reason why he said that was not only because he saw Xiao Yan's pale face, but also because his trembling arm was extremely cold.

"I'm fine." Xiao Yan slowed down for a while, then straightened up and strode forward, "Follow me to the Prince's Palace!"

Eunuch Zhang shook his head and followed immediately.

In the emperor's bedroom, a slender figure was quietly hidden in the heavy curtains. The dark blue cloud brocade shirt had slipped to the waist and crotch at this moment, and the long black hair was scattered on the chest like a waterfall. The lining is looming.

Bao Rong raised his eyes, lightly touched the silky curtain in front of him with his fingertips, stared at the lotus-colored fringe absent-mindedly, his sweet soft lips suddenly pulled a slight arc, unexpectedly fell down, and pressed his face against the soft on the bed, sniffing hard, as if sniffing something.

"Yan, you can hate me, but you must not ignore me. Do you know how happy I have been with you for so many years. Every night, I fall asleep in your arms, The first time I wake up in the morning, you always half-close your eyes, look at me, and gently stroke my hair, I...really...really afraid of losing you..."

He gripped the bed sheet tightly with both hands, already scratching badly, but he still didn't let go.

yes!If one day Xiao Yan really loses him in his eyes, maybe he will go crazy!

In front of the prince's hall, the maids and father-in-law knelt all over the ground, each of them hung their heads as timidly as a mouse, and the imperial physician kneeling at the front was even more anxious like an ant on a hot pot, moaning desperately.

"The emperor is here---" Eunuch Zhang's sharp voice sounded, those people raised their heads like five thunderbolts, and then quickly fell down, so frightened that they didn't even dare to breathe, and immediately made way for them.

With a sullen face, Xiao Yan strode forward along the aisle, and did not stop when he passed by the imperial physician, but ordered in a cold voice: "Go and treat the prince immediately!"

Now that the emperor gave the order, the imperial physician has a certainty in his heart, at least his head is saved.So he hurriedly got up tremblingly, and followed the emperor into the hall.

"Get out, get out of here, don't you hear what I said? If any of you dare to touch me, I'll take yours—" Ji Ran yelled angrily, lying on the big soft bed.

Since the injury was on his lower back, the quilt was only covered up to the position that just covered his buttocks. He grinned and turned his head and yelled, but when he saw that it was his father who came, all the yells of cursing were instantly subdued by the fierce The majestic momentum disappeared.

His eyes widened suddenly, black!After fluttering his eyelashes a few times, he suddenly turned his face away and stopped talking.

"Although a person is small, he is quite courageous. How dare you chop off other people's heads?"

Xiao Yan did not go to the bed, but sat down on a pear wood stool not far from the bed. When Eunuch Zhang was about to go up to pour tea for him, he saw him wave his hand slightly, and was quiet again. backed away.

"It seems that I hit you too lightly! You still have the strength to yell like that, whoever dares to touch you will kill his head?" Although Xiao Yan's tone was plain , but really made Ji Ran who was lying on the bed tremble all over.

After pouring a cup of herbal tea himself, Xiao Yan looked at the few pale green tender leaves floating on the water, while drinking the tea, his eyes glanced at Ji Ran's bruised lower back.

Although the bleeding had stopped, some serious wounds were still oozing blood.Xiao Yan frowned slightly. Although before the execution, he said that he would beat him severely, but in fact he had already signaled to the two guards to show mercy, but he did not expect to hurt him this much. so heavy.

Moreover, this brat actually lost his temper with him. Thinking of this, although Xiao Yan was angry, he also found it a little funny.Suddenly, a question came to mind, who exactly does this kid look like?He's obviously his own son, why do he always feel that his temperament is so similar to Bao Rong's?

"Come on, if the crown prince dares to resist and refuse to cooperate with the treatment, you will hold him firmly—" Xiao Yan pulled Piaoyuan's thoughts back, and put the teacup gently