My lord, wake up

"Fortunately, the injuries are not critical, but due to the excessive blood loss, they need to be recuperated. Let's stop for a few days." Inside the Zifu Hall, Xing Chenxiu bandaged Xing Chenmu's wounds with his own hands, and said to Zhuo Ying who had been anxiously waiting by the side: " Lord Zhuo went to communicate with the ministers kneeling outside the hall, saying that His Majesty is fine, and let them all go back first."

"Yes."

Zhuo Ying bowed and was about to leave, but Xing Chenmu on the bed opened his eyes at this moment: "Don't go yet."

When he first entered the hall, Xing Chenmu had already ordered the palace servants and imperial physicians to retreat. At this moment, there were only three of them in the hall. He raised his head and wanted to say something. The corner of his eyes glanced at Zhuo Ying who was standing beside him, and immediately frowned: "The injuries on his body are not bad enough. Go to the imperial doctor and prescribe the medicine first, is wearing this bloody dress intentionally trying to make me feel bad?"

Zhuo Ying heard the words and immediately said: "This subordinate dare not."

"You're just relying on me not being willing to scold you." Xing Chenmu sighed softly, "Don't dare to go to the medicine!"

"Yes." After Zhuo Ying responded, she seemed to hesitate for a long time, and finally said nothing, and slowly exited the hall.

Xing Chenxiu got up and washed his hands in the basin at the side, then walked back to the bed, helped Xing Chenmu up on the bed, and said with a smile, "What does the Holy Majesty want to tell me? Even Lord Zhuo can't listen?"

"Big brother."

Xing Chenmu blurted out the words, Xing Chenxiu's hand holding him stiffened, thinking of the other party's move to prevent Zhuo Ying from reporting safety to the officials, he could already vaguely guess what he was going to say.

Sure enough, after a brief pause, Xing Chenmu turned his head and said seriously: "Brother has been dormant for more than ten years, now that the chaotic party has been eliminated, it's time to take back the throne."

Before the rebellious party blocked the imperial city, the ministers were trapped outside the palace and could not enter, Xing Chenmu was injured, and the officials who rushed to him didn't know how injured he was, so they could only kneel and wait outside the palace.

This time is just an opportunity, he can use the name of his serious injury to fake his death at Xing Chenxiu, so that Xing Chenxiu can logically inherit the throne.

Xing Chenmu has learned how to be a good emperor since he became a prince. He entered the imperial study at the age of 15 and began to review memorials with his father and participate in state affairs. Except for a few hours in sleep every day, he almost used all his energy to carefully plan and arrange.Even when eating, all he thinks about is how to get rid of the chaotic party and stabilize the court.

It would be a lie to say that he has no nostalgia for this position, but he knows in his heart that Xing Chenxiu is the head of the family and has shown extraordinary talent since he was a child. If he hadn't taken the initiative to sacrifice himself to plan for him, let alone the throne, would he and his mother be able to take the throne? It is unknown to live safely in the palace until now.

So now is also the time to return the things that do not belong to him. If the plan goes well, after leaving the palace, he plans to travel around the world with Zhuo Ying, and he will be very happy and unrestrained.

Xing Chenmu had already made arrangements for where he would go after leaving the palace, but unexpectedly Xing Chenxiu laughed out loud after hearing what he said.

"What made you misunderstand that I was interested in the throne?"

Xing Chenmu was stunned by the question, unable to answer for a moment, Xing Chenxiu had never shown his desire for imperial power, but he thought...

"Fourth brother was very cute when he was young, why do he always think so much now?" Xing Chenxiu shook his head helplessly, and said, "Master Zhuo was also deliberately dismissed by you, right? There are countless ways to protect him, but you I chose the one that worries him the most, just to make him dare not leave you even half a step."

"Sure enough, I can't hide anything from my elder brother."

"However, when dealing with unrepentant wood, teaching some lessons is very effective." Xing Chenxiu seemed to have thought of something, squinted his eyes, and quickly smiled, "Okay, this emperor, you can be at ease, I still have some things I have to deal with it, so I won't stay here any longer, Master Zhuo might be anxious to wait outside, so I'll let him come in to accompany you."

After Xing Chenxiu helped Xing Chenmu lie down, he explained with some concern: "I just checked your pulse, and found that you haven't had a good rest in recent days, and now you are injured again, don't think about it all day long."

"Well, brother has worked hard all the way, so let's go back and rest soon."

Xing Chenxiu smiled, said no more, turned and left the hall.

Under the steps outside the palace, the officials knelt down on the ground, apparently someone had already told them about King Yongan, and seeing him come out at this time, they all said in unison: "My ministers see the Lord Yongan."

"Adults, please get up. Your Majesty is fine. He just needs to recuperate and rest. The morning court will be suspended for three days, and we will make a decision later depending on His Majesty's recovery."

The ministers had been kneeling for nearly an hour, and now they were relieved to hear what Xing Chenxiu said, and supported each other to stand up, but they didn't know whether to leave or stay.

Almost all the ministers still had the impression of being sick and weak to King Yong'an. Although they knew that everything was the strategy of the Holy Majesty and King Yong'an, they were still a little at a loss for a while.

Some of them wanted to curry favor with the lord, it can be seen that the man standing on the steps looked indifferent, and they were worried that they could not figure out the likes and dislikes of the other party, and they would be self-defeating if they acted rashly.

Xing Chenxiu glanced over the faces of the people with different expressions, and after pausing for a while on the person on the left with his hands down, he said lightly: "The Holy Majesty has already rested, everyone should go back earlier, don't disturb me here Your Majesty."

"Your Highness is right." Hearing what he said, the ministers did not dare to stay any longer, and left one by one after bowing their hands in salute. Not long after, there was only one person left under the steps.

Xing Chenxiu didn't look at that person either, he turned to Zhuo Ying who was guarding outside the hall and said: "Lord Zhuo, go in and accompany the Holy Majesty, if you need anything later, you can send someone to the palace to look for me at any time."

Zhuo Ying suddenly knelt down in front of him at this moment: "Zhuo Ying thanked the prince."

He didn't say thank you, but both of them knew it in their hearts.

Zhuo Ying has been with the Holy One for thirteen years, and she knows the Holy One's way of life very well, so she naturally guessed why he didn't let himself report to the ministers, and why he left Xing Chenxiu alone to discuss.

In the emperor's house, brotherhood and relatives are weak, but it is not always the case. Zhuo Ying understands what Xing Chenxiu's few words just mean.

Facing the man kneeling upright on the ground, Xing Chenxiu just smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to help him up: "Since Mr. Zhuo has decided to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Holy Majesty, the future will be the honor of the Holy Majesty, and there is no need to do this to anyone. "

Zhuo Ying's expression was even more moved when he heard the words: "The Holy One respects the prince very much."

"I know." Xing Chenxiu looked at the wooden door behind him, "Master Zhuo, go in, Your Majesty is waiting for you."

"Yes." Zhuo Ying saluted again, then turned and entered the hall.

As soon as Zhuo Ying left, apart from the palace servants on duty, only Xing Chenxiu and the man standing there were left in front of the hall.

And Wei Yan stood under the steps, just quietly watching his prince with his hands behind his back, walking towards him step by step, standing in front of him, but when he wanted to reach out to touch, he suddenly backed away body.

"General Wei, we still have debts to settle."

Wei Yan looked at Xing Chenxiu's eyes full of doting, and after a while, he bowed and said, "It's all up to Zimu."

Xing Chenxiu stopped looking at him and walked out, and he immediately followed.

After more than an hour of cleaning, the blood left in the palace has basically been cleaned up, and the original appearance has been restored.

The two of them were silent all the way, when they got outside the palace, there had been servants from the palace waiting there with their horses, and naturally the general's mansion also sent people, Xing Chenxiu got on his horse, but he didn't move, he just pursed his lips and waited on the spot.

Wei Yan stepped forward and had a quick word with the servant of the general's mansion, and the man turned around and left without even leaving the horse behind.

"General Wei is planning to follow me back to the palace on foot?" Seeing Wei Yan approaching, Xing Chenmu said angrily.

"If Zimu wants to punish me to go, I will naturally be willing."

After running around for a day and going through another fierce battle, Xing Chenxiu was really not willing to let him go for a few more miles, so he said coldly: "Not yet."

Wei Yan got on the horse's back with his toes pointing, and seemed a little disappointed and said: "Zimu, you are too soft-hearted."

In fact, Wei Yan hoped that Xing Chenxiu could treat him more harshly, no matter how he wanted to punish him, he was willing to suffer, and only hoped that the other party could calm down sooner.

Even though the quarrel had been less than two days, he felt that it seemed as long as two lifetimes had passed.

Xing Chenxiu saw what he was thinking, and rode his horse towards the direction of the palace without turning his head, and said, "Wei Yan, I don't understand that you did that for me, you were concerned about my identity, and you were afraid of being corrupted. You have lost your reputation, but no matter how clear the reason is, it still hurts to be treated so alienated by your loved one."

Until now, Xing Chenxiu still can't forget the feeling when he saw Wei Yan kneeling in front of him, the bone-chilling coldness that seemed to fall from the warm embrace into the ice cellar in an instant, and it was enough to taste it once.

So he disregarded the eagerness to get close to Wei Yan, and showed a cold attitude. He didn't really want to settle any accounts, but he just wanted the other party to remember this lesson, so that he would not hurt him in the name of doing his best in the future. That's all.

"Sorry." Wei Yan wrapped Xing Chenxiu into his arms from behind, and rested his forehead on the other side's neck. Apart from these two pale words, he really didn't know how to make up for the mistake he made.

The palace was not far from the imperial city, and riding a horse was only a cup of tea away. All the servants were waiting outside the palace at this time. Seeing the two of them, they all knelt down and saluted.

Xing Chenxiu hid it very well before. In this huge palace, only a few cronies know his true strength. Those maids and servants who have seen him sick and have never really served him with heart are all very disturbed at this moment. I was afraid that I would be expelled because of this.

"Everyone get up." Xing Chenxiu glanced at the crowd, didn't say anything, and walked directly past them.

On the other hand, Wei Yan, when passing by the man who looked like a housekeeper, paused, bowed his head and said a few words to him, and then followed Xing Chenxiu's footsteps.

This palace was bestowed by the Holy Majesty in the year he ascended the throne. It occupies a large area, and the materials used are of the highest quality. Even the craftsmen were directly borrowed from the skillful craftsmen who built the palace. The pavilions, pavilions, small bridges and flowing water are all exquisitely constructed. Youyou, but Xing Chenxiu didn't introduce anything to Wei Yan, and directly took him back to his bedroom.

As soon as the two arrived, the housekeeper knocked on the door: "The general asked for something, and the younger one brought it for the general."

Wei Yan opened the door and took what the butler handed him, and he turned and entered the house after the other party left.

Xing Chenxiu just walked in front and didn't notice the communication between Wei Yan and the butler, so he asked a little strangely: "What did you ask the butler to prepare for you?"

Wei Yan turned his arm over, revealing the long whip in his hand, and said seriously: "Zimu, can you know how to whip? You can... beat until you are relieved."

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_(:з」∠)_It’s really a suffocating operation after typing the words and remembering that we don’t rest this weekend. . .