Your Majesty, it's polite

The quiet and crazy night gradually faded away, and the scorching waves finally returned to tranquility. In the dark bed, Xiao Yiting felt Tang Yunshu's calm pulse, and he was relieved.

"Hot water."

Seeing the unconscious Tang Yunshu covered in red hickey marks all over his body, Xiao Yiting kissed him on the lips with distress, wrapped him in a quilt and walked out.

The bathroom had already been prepared with warm water. Tang Yunshu soaked in the warm water, sighed unconsciously, his brows stretched, but he still didn't wake up, showing how tired he was.

Xiao Yiting gently washed his body like water, and then applied medicine.

In less than half an hour, Xiao Yiting carried him back to the house with a clean body, and dressed him himself.

"Doctor."

"Yes."

Imperial Doctor Ren waited for a long time, and hurried inside with a medicine box.

Seeing Tang Yunshu with pale face and colorless lips, Imperial Physician Ren was a little surprised.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his hand to feel his pulse, the room was silent.

Not long after, Imperial Physician Ren let go, heaved a sigh of relief and said to Xiao Yiting: "Mr. Tang is a little weak, but fortunately he took the medicine in time. In the next two months, he must replenish his vitality properly. You must not practice martial arts, and you must not take it lightly. If you eat cold food again, the lower officials will prescribe a recipe and ask the kitchen to follow the arrangement, and the ginseng soup should be stewed at any time."

Imperial doctor Ren prescribed a prescription, handed it to Mingyue, and then instructed some precautions before leaving.

The room was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, Xiao Yiting supported Tang Yunshu's warm face, his haggard look made him feel distressed, and his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Speak out."

"master."

Mahayana knelt down in front of him, clenched his hands into fists, and angrily told the whole story.

Xiao Yiting's face was covered with frost, and the aura emanating from his body made people shudder.

"Take care of your master."

Xiao Yiting got up and walked outside with big strides, followed by Mingyue and Qingquan holding swords behind him.

Outside the hotel, a large number of soldiers mightily surrounded the whole hotel, the horses stopped, and Prince Nine, who was covered in cold blood, strode into the hotel with a cold face.

In the hall, Mu Zhen looked at Xiao Yiting who appeared with a serious expression, feeling uneasy in his heart.

"His Royal Highness."

"What about people?"

The storm in Xiao Yiting's eyes swept across, not angry but majestic, making people shudder.

Mu Zhen's face was very ugly, and he bowed apologetically, "It's the emperor's younger brother who made the mistake first, don't worry, the prince, I will give you an explanation, I only hope to save his life for the sake of the friendly relations between the two countries."

After the words fell, several guards behind dragged Ta Shanzhen who was beaten all over his body and threw it in front of Xiao Yiting.

Pfft, Tashan was covered with whip marks, and he vomited blood as soon as he fell to the ground.

Xiao Yiting spread out his hands, and put a sharp long sword in his palm.

Mu Zhen caught the murderous intent in his eyes, and hurriedly stepped forward to stop the emperor's younger brother, with firm eyes: "Prince, I know that even if he will die thousands of times, please spare him a dog for the sake of my father." I can assure you that he will never appear in any piece of land in the Great Dynasty in this life."

Xiao Yiting pointed his sword at Mu Zhen, his eyes were as cold as a blade: "The man who intends to touch me, tell me, should he die?"

Ta Shanzhen's face was full of fear at the moment, struggling desperately, but was trampled on the ground by Mu Zhen, without any dignity at all.

Mu Zhenyi grasped the sharp blade and suddenly stabbed into his abdomen, blood gushing out from his belt which was stained red.

Several courtiers from foreign countries came over upon hearing the sound, and exclaimed when they saw this scene: "Your Highness, Your Highness the Crown Prince."

This, how to do this?

The two envoys rushed forward to help him cover the wound, and stared angrily at Ta Shanzhen who was on the ground.

Asshole, His Royal Highness needs to help him clean up the mess every time.

If something really happens, how will they explain to His Majesty.

Seeing that his brother was injured, Tashan really had a look of shame in his eyes, and struggled even harder.

Mu Zhen was sweating from the pain, his eyes were still fixed on Xiao Yiting, and he said loudly: "Prince, it is my brother-in-law who is powerless, please spare his life, if the prince still can't dispel his anger, I am willing to bear it with all my strength." .”

"Step aside!"

The tone is firm and powerful, not angry but powerful, making people dare not refute.

Mu Zhen was terrified but did not back down, once he retreated, the emperor's younger brother would die.

"His Royal Highness." Outside, the Prime Minister, Zou Ensheng and the others arrived in time, watching the scene of swords being drawn, they were almost scared out of their wits.

My dear, it's a good thing they came quickly, otherwise they wouldn't have a share in collecting the corpse.

Everyone rushed forward, regardless of their status, and directly stopped Prince Jiu.

The prime minister said urgently: "Prince, calm down, calm down."

"Get out of the way." Prince Nine glanced at them coldly, with an unquestionable majesty in his tone.

Xiao Changdao came in from the outside and shouted, "Yan Lang, calm down."

Panting, he stepped forward, grabbed his hand, and said anxiously: "Calm down, kid, you won't be able to cause war between the two countries."

Early in the morning, His Majesty was in a hurry to get someone to find him, saying that he was afraid that a homicide would happen here later.

Fortunately, fortunately, he came quickly.

Xiao Yiting didn't move, his eyes were dark: "Get out of the way."

"Give what?" Xiao Changdao wanted to pull his hand away, but failed, and said earnestly: "Take your time when something happens, and don't be impulsive about something."

If Ta Shanzhen is really killed, the peace that the two countries have worked so hard to build over the years will disappear.

The peace of the people of the two countries cannot be joked about in matters of great importance, as blood will flow like rivers.

Up to now, Xiao Changdao doesn't know what happened, which made the King of Hades want to kill the world.

"Don't let me say it again, today, he must die!"

Xiao Yiting's words were like thousands of cold pools, with a clang that could not be resisted.

Knowing his personality, Xiao Chang secretly gritted his teeth, turned around suddenly with a sword that had grabbed the guard, and cut off Ta Shanzhen's entire arm domineeringly.

"what.."

The miserable cries spread throughout the hotel, blood splashed to the nearest Mu Zhen and the guards, but no one dared to help him until he passed out from the pain.

Xiao Changdao threw the sword back to the guard, held Xiao Yiting's hand, and pleaded all over his face: "Think about your majesty, think about your brother, don't make things difficult for him."

Prince Nine took a deep look at Ta Shanzhen who had fainted, drew his sword, and turned to leave quickly: "Get out of my court immediately."

After he left, Xiao Changdao and others felt as if they had come back to life, and quickly sent people to treat the two brothers Ta Shanzhen and Mu Zhen.

When Tang Yunshu woke up, it was past time to light the lamp, and there was a gust of cold wind outside, and he seemed to be able to hear the wind dancing wildly. He was the only one in the dark and dim curtain, and someone could be faintly seen shaking behind the screen.

"Yan Lang."

He wanted to get up, but before he moved, he felt like a mountain was pressing him down, his lips were dry, his whole body was weak and sore, and he felt that he had been run over by a wheel.

"Yun Shu."

Xiao Yiting put down what he was doing, went around the screen and came to the bed, lifted the curtain and sat beside him.

Holding his cheek, his tone was as gentle as water: "How is your body?"

"It's better." She only felt a tight pain in her chest, but her breathing was okay.

Mahayana came in from outside, holding ginseng soup in his hand: "Master, drink some ginseng soup."

Xiao Yiting helped him to sit on the pillow, carefully looking like he was a fragile doll.

Tang Yunshu smiled and said, "I'm not disabled, so there's no need to be so."

He was just a little tired, and he didn't break his hands or feet.

Xiao Yiting kissed his forehead, and his tone was full of distress: "You hurt your vitality and vomited so much blood, you have to make up for it in the next two months."

He took the ginseng soup in Mahayana's hand, picked up a spoon and stirred it lightly, and fed it to him.

Tang Yunshu didn't like the taste of ginseng soup, so he finished a small bowl unconsciously.

After drinking ginseng soup, I just feel a warm current swirling in the dantian in my abdomen, tending to take away the chill all over my body.

Xiao Yiting helped him to sit down, waved Mahayana and others to retreat: "Is it better?"

"Well, it's just a little cold."

The end of the year was approaching, and it was freezing cold outside, even though there was a charcoal fire in the back room, the bed was still a bit chilly.

Xiao Yiting lifted the quilt and lay beside him, hugged him and lay down together, wrapping him in his arms.

His body was like a big furnace, Tang Yunshu yawned, feeling extremely comfortable.

"how?"

"Well, it's better, you can sleep with me for a while."

"it is good."

Xiao Yiting knew that his body was badly damaged, he was unusual, so he tightened the quilt, and clamped his legs tightly to his two soles.

Tang Yunshu felt warm all over, and squinted his eyes comfortably, like a lazy kitten: "Did you kill him?"

With Ting's personality, if Tashan dared to plot against him like this, it would definitely be miserable.

Xiao Yiting caressed his arm, and said: "An arm was cut off by the emperor, and a life was saved."

Tang Yunshu was immediately interested: "Let's listen."

Seeing that he was in good spirits, Xiao Yiting gradually relaxed, and told him the whole story.

Tang Yunshu thought it was funny after hearing this: "It seems that your emperor brother knows you very well."

Knowing his temperament well, after knowing the matter, His Majesty quickly asked the prime minister and others to stop him, in case he really disappeared.

He wanted to kill Ta Shanzhen in his heart, but he couldn't face the envoys of the two countries.

No matter what kind of evil it is, it will never be as simple as personal grievances if it is involved in state affairs.

Tang Yunshu pinched his chin and played with it lightly: "I will deal with this matter."

Xiao Yiting kissed the tip of his nose, and said in a doting tone: "Yun Shu, just do it, I will protect you."

"Killing him is impossible, but making life worse than death is the only way to truly relieve hatred."

Squinting his eyes slightly, his clear eyes revealed a cold and vicious look.

Tashanzhen, you provoked me first, then I will let you taste the taste of being infamous for thousands of years.

"come here."

Pull him to lower his head, raise his head and whisper in his ear.

Xiao Yiting nodded, summoned the hidden guards, and gave him some instructions.

The dark guard nodded, saluted respectfully, and then disappeared without a trace like when he came.

Outside the screen, Mingyue came over with clear porridge: "Master, your porridge is ready."

Tang Yunshu felt disgusted when he heard the food: "I don't want to eat it yet."

He just drank a bowl of ginseng soup and another bowl of porridge, he didn't want to be a pig.

Xiao Yiting couldn't help him, sat up with his arms around him, and pulled up the quilt to cover his chest.

"Drink a few mouthfuls of porridge, if you haven't eaten half a grain of rice in a day, you will always raise rice worms."

Let him sit in his arms, Xiao Yiting held a bowl and gently fed him.

Tang Yunshu really couldn't drink it, he only ate half of the bowl and pushed it away to refuse, Xiao Yiting also let him pass the bowl to Mingyue.

After falling asleep again, Tang Yunshu yawned, "Ting, go ahead."

"It's okay, I'll send someone back to the palace for business, to rest with you."

He knew that he had the habit of having cold feet at night, and Xiao Yiting didn't want him to sleep unsteadily.

Nothing in the world is as important as his Yun Shu.

Tang Yunshu didn't say any more, closed his eyes, and fell asleep peacefully not long after.