Yuanzhong poultry

The drizzle had just stopped, the sky was dimly bright, and everything in the palace was washed extraordinarily bright by the rain, even the dust in the corners, the old blood stains and the long silence all quietly disappeared.As the breeze passed by, a drop of raindrops that had been accumulated for a long time rolled out from the golden stamens, hanging on Yu Bai's head before falling off.

Yu Bai didn't notice the existence of this raindrop.At this moment, he is wandering on the only way to Qian'an Temple.

As for the reason - he was just worried that Zhao Jun would anger his family and his sister, Yu Bai told himself.After all, he really kicked the emperor, so how could he not be worried.

When Feng Shishi secretly said to him, "Today is His Majesty's birthday", Yu Bai first thought of the sachet.If it was presented as a birthday gift, I don't know how Zhao Jun would feel.

He saw Li Dehai from a distance, but the person walking in front of him was not Zhao Jun, but a young boy.

The man obviously saw him too, wearing a colorful robe that was incompatible with the solemn palace, raised his chin at him in a demonstration, with a very arrogant expression.There are no concubines in the palace, let alone princes and princesses. This person must be the little Highness Lan Qiao from Miao Jiang.

——Zhao Jun is really not taboo about meat and vegetables.

Recalling the way Zhao Jun was so precious to the noble girls in the capital that day, Yu Bai's heart burst into flames from nowhere, and beat in his heart for a long time before finally slowly subsiding.

After all, who Zhao Jun met and what concubine he married had nothing to do with him. He should be more happy that Zhao Jun finally turned his attention away from him, but...

Yu Bai looked down at the sachet that he had been holding in his hand all the time. It seemed that he had spent half a day on this thing for nothing. The original sentence "Embroider a sachet for me" was probably just a joke on Zhao Jun's whim. .

That being the case...

"Mr. Yu!" Li Dehai came forward with a smile on his face, "It happens that Mr. Yu is here, and they are all of us, so this old slave doesn't bother to make an extra trip. His Majesty ordered this old slave to inform you. "

After hearing Li Dehai's voice, Yu Bai quickly cleaned up the remaining depression on his face, and said softly, "It's okay, what's the matter with Eunuch Li?"

Li Dehai smiled politely: "Your Majesty understands Mr. Yu's hard work, and he has not recovered from his serious injury. In the future, he will not have to go to Qian'an Hall to take care of him. It is important to take care of his body first."

You are the one who keeps people by your side all day, and you are the one who pretends to be kind and considerate now that you have a new love. After all this effort, it’s like who cares about serving you all day——in Yu Bai’s heart After making a nine-turn turn, he still nodded lightly: "Thank you, Eunuch Li, for letting me know, and then I will be served by the imperial physician."

Li Dehai laughed out loud, and blinked his eyes mysteriously: "Look at what you said, why do you need to work as an imperial physician, your highness is always by your side."

"Your Majesty?"

——The three words that blurted out, Yu Bai was annoyed by it, but it hit Li Dehai's heart.

Li Dehai said with a smile: "Yes, you don't recognize me yet. Your Highness is the only son of the saintess in Village 49 of Miaojiang, and he will inherit the mantle of the saintess in the future. Miaojiang's voodoo skills are superb, and it can be said to be very effective in healing injuries. Your Highness is here just for His Majesty's body."

Your Majesty's body... Yu Bai thought of his kick that day like a conditioned reflex, and he swallowed the question "Is your Majesty okay?" after holding back for a long time.He nodded: "That's good."

"It just so happens that Yu Bai also has something to entrust to Eunuch Li."

—— Li Dehai watched Yu Bai take out a dark green sachet from his sleeve, his smile froze for a moment.

"Your Majesty asked Yu Bai to sew this sachet. Now it has been made. I hope Eunuch Li will pass it on to Your Majesty." The implication is that His Majesty the Emperor will keep his promise and don't be that hypocrite who broke his promise.

The round and crystal-clear raindrops trembled and fell with a tick.

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Li Dehai walked away with the sachet, Yu Bai watched from afar, not knowing whether he felt relieved or apprehensive.

Or, there is a little nostalgia that can't be seen or put on the table.

"Feng Shishi?" Yu Bai wiped his face and called out to a certain peach blossom tree, "Come practice swordplay with me for a while."

The spring is over and it rains again, peach blossoms are scattered all over the ground.

"Abai, this step of yours is too risky." Feng Shishi corrected his movements earnestly, "Although the enemy is surprisingly successful, it is better to use less methods to kill one thousand and self-inflicted eight hundred, how do you know? When your sword pierced the enemy's chest, wouldn't the enemy's knife have wiped your neck?"

Feng Shishi's martial arts attainments were really nothing to say, Yu Bai nodded silently.

It's just that it is very difficult to change the habits formed on the battlefield since childhood.He has become accustomed to exposing his fragile throat to the sword, rubbing the blurred boundary between life and death, and taking people's lives between the light of the sword and the shadow of the sword.

Feng Shishi squeezed her forehead with some anxiety.He originally thought that Yu Bai had practiced orthodox Central Plains martial arts since he was a child, with a steady and solid foundation, but now it seems that the roots are very stable and the foundation is very strong, who would have thought that he would be so aggressive and aggressive when he started, so...wild.

A voice came from a distance: "So what if the soldiers are in danger? As long as you can win, why not be afraid of death."

Which bastard came to mock his teaching strategy?Feng Shishi glared at the past, but Yu Bai beside him slowly stood up straight.

The man nodded towards Yu Bai, and he spoke Chinese much more proficiently than before: "Mr. Yu, I left Yangguan Mountain a few years ago, and now I see you again. Don't come here without any problems."

The sword in Yu Bai's hand did not put down, and the corpses and blood all over the mountains and fields flashed in his mind: "Don't come here without any harm, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

The man nodded and smiled: "This king has ascended the throne, now you should call me Shan Yu."