My husband, please respect yourself. The princess is here to grab the bride.

Someone was indeed coming to the door.

This is the real reason why Lao Yu turned back.

But the one who came was not the prince, but... Qing'er!

Old Yu was careless!

He never expected that Bai Shaoqiu would regard him as an assassin!

The hideous scar on his face killed him.

There was a muffled sound of "bang..."

Old Yu’s eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.

"Bang...!" Another sound!

The tray in Qing'er's hand fell to the ground, and the stew pot on the tray broke into pieces.

She looked at Lao Yu lying on the ground in great shock, then raised her eyes to look at Bai Shaoqiu!

Bai Shaoqiu was limping forward with the inkstone in his hand. He stared at Lao Yu on the ground with a fierce look in his eyes, gritted his teeth, and raised the inkstone again!

This inkstone is so damn strong that it can knock someone unconscious without any damage.

If this guy goes down, the assassin will definitely be dead!

"Son-in-law... No!"

Bai Shaoqiu still held the inkstone, but looked at Qing'er:

"What? Catch him alive? If he wakes up, you and I will die!"

Qing'er hurriedly shook her head: "Uncle, do you know who he is?"

“…I didn’t ask, who is he?”

"He's the concierge, Old Yu!"

"..."

Bai Shaoqiu was stunned.

What the hell!

Sibaozi's master?

The palace’s famous doorman, Lao Yu?

Isn’t he guarding the gate of the palace?

What are you doing here?

Still holding a sword!

"No, I think he intends to harm me... Could he be a spy hiding in the palace?"

Qing'er opened her mouth in astonishment: "How is this possible?!"

"Uncle Yu and the prince have a life-and-death friendship!"

"The scar on his face was left when he rescued the prince from danger on the battlefield!"

"Everyone in the palace knows that Uncle Yu's status is extremely high. Even the prince has never treated him as a servant, but as a brother!"

"He is also the fourth young master's master!"

"How could he be a spy?"

Bai Shaoqiu was speechless.

The hand holding the inkstone slowly dropped, and looking at the blood oozing from the back of Lao Yu's head, he still said stubbornly:

"But he came in with a sword!"

"Son-in-law, if Lao Yu wanted to kill you, you wouldn't be able to see his sword at all!"

“…Very impressive?”

“That’s amazing!”

Bai Shaoqiu pondered for three breaths, bent down, and picked up the sword.

He was still a little worried, and holding a weapon in his hand would make him feel more at ease.

"Then go and call Doctor Zou to save him!"

……

……

Zou Kongqing came very quickly.

But not anxious.

He was not in a hurry.

When he entered the room, Bai Shaoqiu clearly saw the undisguised joy on his face.

“Oh, it’s really Lao Yu!”

"Tsk tsk tsk, uncle,"

Zou Kongqing looked at Bai Shaoqiu and gave him a thumbs up: "Well done!"

Bai Shaoqiu: "...No, I didn't know he was Lao Yu. It was an accidental injury. You should treat him quickly."

"Don't worry, this old Kongxi is incredibly tough, he won't die!"

Zou Kongqing squatted beside Lao Yu, reached out and touched Lao Yu's neck, and said:

"Son-in-law, you don't know how tough this old guy's life is,"

"When he was three years old, he took a rooster as his godfather, and guess what happened?"

Zou Kongqing opened the medicine box he brought with him, flipped through it, and then closed it again:

"That rooster only lived for three days before dying!"

"Then, he worshipped a big tree at the entrance of the village as his godfather..."

Zou Kongqing took out a wine bag from his waist, opened it, and said:

"Half a year!"

"That tree, which had lived for hundreds of years, died in just six months after he bowed to it!"

Bai Shaoqiu was shocked?

This is unscientific!

Zou Kongqing took a big sip of wine, but without swallowing it, he sprayed it on the back of Lao Yu's injured and bleeding head.

"He's just so tough, what can we do?"

"Finally, he worshipped a huge rock as his godfather... the rock,"

He took another big sip of wine, and this time turned Lao Yu over and sprayed it on Lao Yu's face!

He added: "This stone godfather is very powerful. If it is fine, then Old Yu will be fine too."

"When Lao Yu was young, he challenged masters from the eight major sects and suffered countless injuries, but he didn't die!"

"Later... he followed the prince into countless battles, both large and small. That scar on his face... anyone else would have died long ago, but Old Yu managed to survive."

"His right leg was shot by eight arrows in that battle ten years ago!"

"Eight arrows hit one leg... I don't know if it was because the enemy's arrows were too accurate or not."

"Anyway, he came back alive."

"It's a pity that the leg was not saved."

"But having a limp doesn't seem to affect him in the battlefield, but he's not as agile as before."

"I was just wondering, how could this guy be killed?"

"Just hit him on the head!"

"When I saw him on the head, I wanted to hit him, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. My son-in-law has helped me verify it... This head is not that strong."

Lao Yu has opened his eyes.

He glared at Zou Kongqing fiercely, stretched out his hand, snatched the wine bag from Zou Kongqing's hand with lightning speed, and drank several big gulps.

It seems like nothing happened.

He got up from the ground.

He touched the back of his head.

Looking at the blood on his hand which had become lighter due to that sip of wine, his gaze fell on Bai Shaoqiu's face.

Bai Shaoqiu held the sword and looked into those eyes.

Then I saw a smile in those eyes.

"Uncle...yes!"

Zou Kongqing took two steps back, "Yu Shitou, you will still die if I come later!"

"roll!"

"You quack, my injury is nothing!"

Zou Kongqing was furious and roared like thunder: "I am a miracle doctor!"

"How could a miraculous doctor be expelled from the Imperial Hospital by the late emperor?"

Zou Kongqing: "..."

He picked up the box and turned around and walked away cursing:

"Kong Xi, you're so ungrateful!"

"Son-in-law better give you two more of those!"

Bai Shaoqiu suddenly felt that these two people were a little abnormal. They both had many stories, and those stories seemed to be unknown to the public.

But now it seems that this person is really Lao Yu and he has no ill will towards me.

"Uncle Yu,"

"Call me Lao Yu."

"...Lao Yu, what are you doing here?"

Lao Yu touched the back of his head again, it hurt!

I should wait for Zou Kongqing to apply some medicine to myself before making him angry and leave.

"I heard you were assassinated... Hold out your hand so I can see if you have any martial arts skills."

"In the end, a person has to be capable on his own and rely on others for protection... Everyone has their downtime, and your life isn't as tough as mine, Old Yu's!"

Bai Shaoqiu pondered for three breaths and then stretched out a hand.

Old Yu sat aside and placed two fingers on Bai Shaoqiu's pulse.

Bai Shaoqiu kept looking at Lao Yu's expression, and he felt quite nervous.

If you can practice martial arts, that would be the best!

Especially flying!

Lao Yu's expression didn't change much. What Bai Shaoqiu didn't know was that Lao Yu had sighed slightly in his heart.

His qi and blood are not strong.

The circulation of qi and blood is not very smooth.

In other words... this son-in-law was not the martial arts training material he expected.

But the sharp pain from the back of his head made him change his mind.

Then, a ferocious smile appeared on his face again!

"it is good!"

He withdrew his hand without even checking the pulse of his other hand.

He was very excited:

“A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!”

"Son-in-law, you are the best martial arts prodigy I have ever seen in all these years!"

"After your injury heals, I will teach you martial arts...how about that?"