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Chu Ziyu clenched his teeth tightly, and his lips had turned pale and bloodless.

A stinging pain came from my lip. It was bitten and blood gushed out instantly.

The bright red blood flowed slowly down the corners of his mouth, and soon, the blood drops fell to the ground, blending with the bloodstains that had already existed, forming a shocking scarlet color.

"Disciple knows."

Li Xiangbing stopped what he was doing and stared at Chu Ziyu. "You are so protective of King Xiao. Have you forgotten your identity? If King Xiao knew your identity, what would you do?"

Seeing Chu Ziyu's pale face, Li Xiangbing threw the whip in his hand to the ground, and the dust scattered. He sighed, "Ziyu, a servant should not serve two masters. Besides, that is the current emperor. Do you really want to go your own way and make an old man like me and your fellow apprentices worry?"

Chu Ziyu's lips were pursed into a straight line, and the only sound left in the room was the sound of blood dripping.

"Now that you're back, go back and take a look. Xiao Qi misses you very much."

Li Xiangbing turned his back, said one last word before leaving, and then closed the door.

Chu Ziyu stood up, the wound on his back was pulled, and he gasped in pain. He walked to the wooden cabinet beside him and opened it.

Inside were all the best medicines for wounds, even the medicine that the emperor had given to the old man as Chu Ziyu remembered.

"This old man..."

Chu Ziyu smiled bitterly.

Chu Ziyu slowly raised his arms and began to unbutton his shirt. As the buttons were unbuttoned one by one, his strong chest gradually appeared before his eyes. When the last button was freed, he pulled hard and took off the whole shirt.

Instantly, the hideous wound on his back was completely exposed to the air. The wound was so deep that the bone could be seen, and the flesh was a mess, with blood oozing out continuously. The clothing that had been tightly attached to the wound was inevitably torn against the wound during the process of being taken off.

Every slight friction felt like a sharp blade cutting his skin, causing Chu Ziyu to frown.

Beads of sweat the size of beans on his forehead slid down his cheeks and dripped onto the ground.

Chu Ziyu took the cloth from the wooden cabinet and put it in his mouth. The powder of the golden wound medicine was sprinkled on the wound on his back, and he trembled with pain. After treating the wound, Chu Ziyu wrapped his back with bandages (clean cloth), took out a new set of black clothes from the wooden cabinet, put on the clothes, and slowly walked out of the room.

The sunlight was a little dazzling, Chu Ziyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and physiological tears flowed from his eye sockets, leaving his eye sockets slightly red.

Qin Ci'an, who was hiding under the eaves, had a dim look in his eyes. Through his collar, he could clearly see that blood had seeped out of the bandage.

The moment she saw the tears in his eyes, Qin Ci'an's heart felt like it was being squeezed and she couldn't breathe.

As soon as he discovered that there was something wrong with the hourglass, he had sent away the supervisor and exchanged identities with his substitute. Now, one-third of the palace belongs to his people.

He had come here quietly to investigate his brother, but unexpectedly he encountered the backs of Chu Ziyu and Li Xiangbing leaving. He also vaguely heard Chu Ziyu calling Li Xiangbing "Master", and his footsteps followed them uncontrollably.

The room was soundproofed so well that he could only hear the sound of Li Xiangbing scolding Chu Ziyu for changing the hourglass.

It was not until a moment later that Li Xiangbing walked out of the door, followed by Chu Ziyu, who was covered in wounds.

As the King of Xiao, he knew that Li Xiangbing was a loyal man of the emperor, but he did not expect that Chu Ziyu had such a connection with him. Why was he injured? He glanced at the sun and saw that the time was almost up, so he retreated in the direction he came from. After all, the emperor's order could not be violated.

Chu Ziyu walked slowly along the corridor. At the end of the road was the home where he had lived in the palace for many years.

"6872, is Xiao An still following?"

"No, sir, he went back."

"Boss, why did you deliberately leave traces to attract him and expose your relationship with Li Xiangbing? Wouldn't your undercover identity be exposed?"

"People always believe what they see with their own eyes and hear with their own ears. They will use their imagination to make up for it at the right time. At this time, we just need to give them a little guidance."

When he reached the hut at the end, Chu Ziyu saw a small figure rushing over, "Brother Ziyu, you are finally back. Xiaoqi missed you so much."

Xiao Qi hugged Chu Ziyu's legs tightly. Chu Ziyu gently touched Xiao Qi's head.