Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

The old master didn't dare to look at Xiao Shuo's expression, so he invited the imperial physician far away.

Over the years, although everyone was indeed looking forward to having an heir in the mansion, everyone in the mansion had always believed in the prince.

Since the prince has already said that Mr. Yun entered their residence to escape, it must be the case.

Inviting the imperial doctor to come is nothing more than to test what Yushi Zhongcheng said, and to see the methods of the bodyguard department.

"The imperial doctor...is it accurate?"

The old master whispered: "The prince never said, when did it happen? How did you get pregnant?"

Imperial Physician Liang stood in a daze, following Yun Lang's words: "He has a deep affection for the lord, it's hard to control himself, and while the lord is drunk..."

Imperial Physician Liang is a decent person, and he really couldn't say the last sentence. He held back for a long time, stumbling: "Take advantage of the emptiness and steal... the prince's innocence."

The old master's eyes widened, he covered the imperial doctor's mouth, and looked back quietly.

Xiao Shuo stood a little far away, looking down at the corridor with a gloomy expression.

Judging by the situation, he probably didn't hear what they said.

The old master let out a sigh of relief.

If it was the young prince back then, there was still some possibility that someone would take advantage of him if he didn't check after drinking.

But today's Xiao Shuo is undoubtedly completely different from the old one.

When the former king died in prison, the princess broke into the palace with a sword and committed suicide. There was no one in charge in the mansion, and people were panicked for a time.

After the funeral, Xiao Shuo knelt in front of the ancestral temple, receiving the imperial decree and receiving the seal.

From then on, only King Yan remained in the mansion.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

The old master watched Xiao Shuo come to today step by step with his own eyes, knew the prince's temper, and reprimanded in a low voice: "Our prince's innocence, how can others just take it away casually?"

"Not necessarily." Imperial Physician Liang sighed softly, "Such things are unpredictable every day."

Physician Liang's Wanjie innocence is no longer guaranteed, and he is also quite moved by the innocence of others, sighing in a trance: "I thought I kept it, but when I met someone, I accidentally lost it."

Imperial Physician Liang stamped his feet: "When you encounter an evil obstacle, no matter how careful you are, you won't be able to protect it..."

Hearing what he said became more and more outrageous, the old master almost suspected that the imperial physician Liang had also been passed on by Yushi Zhongcheng, glanced at Xiao Shuo, and quickly sent the imperial physician who was still lamenting the impermanence of the world out of the palace.

Physician Liang's fate is bad, and he has been tossed about by an evil star for more than ten years. When he walked to the door in a daze, he suddenly remembered something: "And..."

"Our prince is innocent!"

The old master was far away from Xiao Shuo, and he had a lot of confidence, he said in a deep voice: "Even if you are drunk and messy, it is still young master Yun who is drunk, our prince—"

"It's not this." Imperial Physician Liang was entangled with the child's pregnancy for a long time, and he came to the door to wake up a little, "It's a business."

The old master was startled.

Physician Liang held him back and said a few words in a low voice.

The old master frowned more and more as he listened, nodded for a while, told his servants to guard the palace, and hurried to the medical clinic.

Prince Yan's Mansion, a small courtyard with a single gate.

Yun Lang sat cross-legged in an iron cage that fell from the sky.

After coaxing the imperial physician away, Yun Lang tried many ways to get out, but Xiao Shuo had improved a lot over the years, but he was blocked back firmly.

Yun Lang didn't believe in evil, and devoted himself to planning to divert the tiger away from the mountain, and finally broke through in one fell swoop.

Walking to the gate of the courtyard, he breathed a sigh of relief.

I was locked up firmly by the cage.

There were quite a few servants in the palace, and from time to time a small attendant passed by with something in his arms, secretly glanced at him, and ran away tremblingly without waiting for him to greet him.

Xuan Tiewei remained silent as before, firmly bounded by the gate of the courtyard, neither taking a step back to let Yun Lang have a chance to leave the courtyard, nor taking a step forward to interfere with Young Master Yun sitting in the iron cage to enjoy the snow.

The hot tea was handed tremblingly through the crack of the cage.The first-class Longjing, the new snow accumulated on the plum petals, the little maid sweeps it off with a brush little by little, puts it in the vase, and carefully brews three tea soups.

The cloak is made of fox fur, which is extremely warm. The fluff is white and the lining is bright red, and it is embroidered with exquisite seals layer by layer.

Yun Lang sat on the futon that was stuffed in from the cage, wrapped in the cloak that was stuffed in from the cage, holding tea, and greeted No.20 Xiao Shuo's sixth uncle seven times,

"My lord has an order. If Mr. Yun doesn't go out of the courtyard, he will be regarded as abiding by the rules."

Xuan Tiewei was hit by him with a snowball, but he still stood still, guarding in front of the courtyard: "No interference at all."

Yun Lang handed over a cup of tea, with a good temper: "Help me open the cage, it's not considered interference."

Black Tiewei stood firm as a rock against the snow on his head.

Yun Lang sincerely apologized: "It was my fault to put a dummy in front of the window to confuse you."

Xuan Tiewei stood tall, as stable as Mount Tai.

Yun Lang: "It's my fault that I threw small wooden sticks twice to trigger the mechanism and let you form an array to defend against the enemy in vain nine times."

Xuan Tiewei was unmoved.

Yun Lang has never apologized so many times at such a young age. He took a deep breath and suppressed his temper: "It's also..."

Xuan Tiewei interrupted him: "Young Master Yun."

Yun Lang didn't suppress his temper, a snowball flew over and hit him in the face.

Xuan Tiewei wiped off the snow on his face, meticulously: "I am ordered to stay here, and I will report to the prince for decision on what to do."

Young Master Yun has been trapped in the cage for an hour to enjoy the snow, and he is going all out with iron bones: "Then report it! What else can I do to your prince—"

Xuan Tiewei: "The guards are here, the prince is meeting guests in the study, no one is allowed to enter."

Yun Lang was startled slightly, and raised his head.

Xuan Tiewei was silent for a while, and then said: "Censor Zhongcheng came here and talked to the prince."

Xuan Tiewei: "Did Mr. Yun ask him to say those words?"

Yun Lang sat quietly for a while, smiled, picked up the teacup and took two sips.

Xuantie Wei waited quietly for a while, but he didn't see him speaking, and wanted to go back to the guard position, when he suddenly heard Yun Lang say: "Naturally."

Xuan Tiewei frowned and looked at him.

"I took a beating for your family."

Yun Lang was tired from sitting on the futon, straightened his legs, and leaned back on the cage: "The beating was for nothing? I have to tell your lords, right?"

After all, the cloak was not tight, and it was filled with wind as soon as it moved.Yun Lang coughed twice, and wiped the corners of his lips: "It's really like what was said in those scriptures, you suffered and suffered for him for nothing, and you still hold back for no reason and refuse to talk about it, enduring your grievances?"

Xuan Tiewei raised his head and was stunned.

"Recently, the tone of the story is all the same, and there is a one-night affair. Those who are romantic are guilty and unreasonable, and take their children to hide in Tibet." Yun Lang snorted, "What's the point? You should come to the door and ask him to take responsibility, you can't Get used to it."

Xuan Tiewei's complexion changed, and he knelt down.

Yun Lang didn't care, he hasn't had a good chat with anyone for five years, and he doesn't care whether the other party is standing or kneeling: "And the recent ones, there are few romances, they are all talking about each other without words and tears, very boring..."

Before the words fell, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

Yun Lang propped up the futon, turned his head away, and saw Xiao Shuo standing behind him with his hands behind his back.

One is sitting in the cage and the other is standing outside the cage.

Speechless.

Behind Xiao Shuo was the old master who looked anxious, and a little further away, there was also a shivering captain of the bodyguard department.

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo didn't know how long he listened, but he seemed to find it interesting, and still looked at him with interest.

Yun Lang's throat was a little itchy, and he coughed lightly.

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, then said slowly, "Which one doesn't—"

Yun Lang coughed repeatedly, raised his hand to cover it, and hastily interrupted: "How did the prince come in?"

Yunlang's cage was blocked at the gate of the courtyard, people inside couldn't get in, and people outside couldn't get out, so he dared to chat with Xuan Tiewei at the door.

For one thing, Xiao Shuo's lightness kung fu in the past was always inferior to his.

Secondly, Xiao Shuo is a prince after all, in his own palace, it is obviously inappropriate to enter through the wall full of nails and broken glass.

Yun Lang's thoughts turned, secretly considering how far Xiao Shuo's skills had improved.

He will leave sooner or later, it is okay for the Xuantie Guards to protect the palace, but the machine is weak after all, so it is difficult to rest assured.If Xiao Shuo himself had the strength to fight...

"Go to the back wall." Xiao Shuo said, "I happened to see a hole."

Yun Lang: "..."

"The fork is still new, as if it was picked up by someone."

Xiao Shuo was very interested, unhurriedly: "It's a pity that it's a hindrance to the viewer. After I came in, I was blocked by people."

Little prince Xiao grew up so big, it was the first time he saw the hole in the wall, he was a little curious: "It doesn't matter if you plug it up?"

Yun Lang worked hard like a big marmot for two hours, took a deep breath, and slowly ground his teeth: "It doesn't matter."

Xiao Shuo nodded and raised his hand.

The two black iron guards dragged the captain of the bodyguard department over and threw him on the snow.

Yun Lang lowered his head, looked at it, and frowned slightly.

"The guards came and said—"

Xiao Shuo slowly said: "After investigation, this person has a grudge against you. To vent his anger, he sneaked into the prison and lynched you."

"The guard said that this person should be handed over to Prince Yan's mansion, and he will be beaten and killed at will."

Xiao Shuo: "The injustice has its head, and the debt has its owner."

Holding the teacup, Yun Lang frowned little by little, and raised his head to meet Xiao Shuo's indifferent gaze.

Before returning to Beijing, he had not seen Xiao Shuo for six years, and he knew that the other party was definitely different from what he remembered.

He couldn't find the slightest warmth in Xiao Shuo's eyes, it was deep and silent, as cold as an abyss of cold pool, not even a splash of water could stir it up.

"...It's just a scapegoat." Yun Lang turned the teacup in his hand and withdrew his mind, "It's not a creditor."

Xiao Shuo: "Who counts?"

Yun Lang's heart sank slightly, and he raised his eyes suddenly.

Xiao Shuo looked calm, as if he didn't feel that he had asked any important question, looked at his expression, and called Xuan Tiewei: "Open the cage."

Yun Lang couldn't see through him for a moment, wondering if he was thinking too much, pulled the corners of his mouth, and stood up: "There are so many people in the bodyguard department, after so many days, I can't remember exactly, who knows who counts... ...My lord asked someone else."

Xiao Shuo looked up at him: "Others?"

Yun Lang is very generous: "Yes. I know everything."

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, then smiled, "You know everything?"

"There are endless words."

Yun Lang patted his chest and promised: "As long as——"

Xiao Shuo watched Xuan Tiewei move away the iron cage, and said inadvertently, "What did you do after you got me drunk that day?"

"..." Yun Lang: "Huh?"

"Uncle King Jing is getting old, and the number of people in the house has never been prosperous."

Xiao Shuo said: "I heard that my family has a pair of twins, I am very envious, and asked me the secret."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo: "Uncle Huanwang also wants to know, and specially sent the housekeeper to learn."

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo took it easy: "Uncle Wei——"

Yun Lang gritted his teeth, and for a moment almost wanted to go over and ask the late emperor why he gave Xiao Shuo so many uncles.

"Since it's a scapegoat, I'll cut it off directly, and it will be a crime for the family to kill."

Xiao Shuo suddenly changed the subject, and returned to the main topic: "You shouldn't shout and kill for no reason."

Yun Lang said in his heart that you still know, and he didn't look at how the legend about King Yan of the capital's Nengzhi children crying at night came about.Taking a deep breath, he seized the time and nodded: "It's a hot potato, why not—"

"Don't kill." Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, looking at the captain at his feet, "I'm not happy."

Yun Lang was puzzled and stared at him for a long while before realizing that Xiao Shuo didn't seem to be joking.

Although he didn't know the reason, the bodyguards were looking for trouble, he was the one who was tortured, and it was Xiao Shuo who was upset.

Yun Lang supported the cage and stood quietly for a while, feeling a slight pain in his chest.

"How to..."

Yun Lang held his temper and eased his tone: "What can the prince be happy about?"

Xiao Shuo looked at him for a while, and said, "That night—"

"..."

Yun Lang had nothing to say, so he turned his head and left.

From the moment he was captured back to Beijing to the time he was sent to the execution ground to behead, Yun Lang didn't even see Xiao Shuo's shadow.

If Xiao Shuo wanted to help him, he could just muddle along.If you intend to expose it, there is no need to make such a fuss. With the current favor of the emperor in Yan Wang's mansion, one sentence can be chopped into eight pieces.

Yun Lang wanted to be chopped into eight pieces right now, so he ignored the obstructing Xuan Tiewei and walked out of the courtyard with his sword aside.

After taking two steps, he was stopped by the old master.

"Young Master Yun." The old master was very anxious, and carefully supported him, "You can't make trouble anymore, the imperial doctor said——"

"There's still a romantic night, and it's unreasonable to be romantic."

Behind him, Xiao Shuo suddenly said slowly, "What's the point?"

Yun Lang suddenly heard himself swearing at Fang Qiu's commentary, his feet were unstable, and he tripped.

King Yan's eyes and ears are sharp, and he never forgets: "You should come to the door and tell him to take responsibility, and you can't just let it go."

Yun Lang gritted his teeth and swallowed a mouthful of blood.

He tossed and tossed for a whole day today, and only took a rest at this hour of admiring the snow in the cage. Right now, he was agitated by Xiao Shuo, and the blood in his chest faintly turned again.

"Mr. Yun, just coax the prince." The old master was so anxious that he hurriedly supported him, "What did you do that night? Can you pick one thing? Pick one thing and talk about it, and it's over. You have to Go back and rest..."

"There was no that night!" Young Master Yun's temper could be suppressed to this point at most. After holding back for a day, he couldn't hold back his anger anymore, coughing and throwing him away, "It's all made up! His uncle Xiao Shuo—"

"Then you can make it up!" The old master said anxiously, "Wouldn't it be over if you make up any one!"

Yun Lang: "..."

What the old master said actually made some sense.

After all, in terms of plot arrangement, Xiao Shuo was dead drunk at that time and didn't know anything.

What to do is not up to him.

Yun Lang stood for two breaths, then turned back from the gate of the courtyard.

Xiao Shuo stood firmly on the spot, his gaze was still on him, his eyes were unclear.

Yun Lang geared up and slowly rolled up his sleeves.

What he owed Xiao Shuo was incomprehensible, he just had to repay it with his life, and today, Xiao Wangye had to give him a punch no matter what.

After he died, Xiao Shuo liked to be unhappy with whomever he liked.

"That night... the moonlight was just right."

Yun Lang took a deep breath, channeled his internal energy secretly, and walked back towards him: "King Yan drank alone under the moon, and I squatted on the top of the wall to see the color."

When Xiao Shuo listened, he suddenly laughed.

Yun Lang frowned: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's all right." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "You're interested, then what?"

Yun Lang's chest hurts when he used his internal strength recently, he suppressed his blood, and continued casually: "I found an opportunity to tamper with the wine. When King Yan was half drunk, he—"

Xiao Shuo still listened with great interest, Yun Lang took a deep breath and punched him.

Xuan Tiewei suddenly woke up, but it was too late, he watched Yun Lang punch Xiao Shuo in the face.

Xiao Shuo raised his eyes, neither dodging nor avoiding.

Yun Lang also vaguely felt that his fist wind was limp and powerless, and he was suspicious in his heart, his chest twisted suddenly, his internal strength failed to continue, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

"My lord!" The old master stomped his feet anxiously, "Mr. Yun has serious internal injuries, his qi and blood are stagnant, and he may die—"

Xiao Shuo held Yun Lang's strengthless fist, moved slightly to the side, and reached out to catch him: "Smooth."

The old master: "?"

Xiao Shuo held the Yunlang Vein Gate, tried it, and put his wrist down.

Yun Lang was groggy, pale and fell on his shoulder, and with a wow, he choked out a mouthful of blood that was made angry by Prince Yan.

The old master never knew that he could cure qi and blood stasis like this, he was a little at a loss and stood there in a daze.

Xiao Shuo still embraced Yun Lang, looked at the blood stained clothes, and did not move.

Xuan Tiewei was also stunned for a long time, stepped forward cautiously, and picked up the ignorant Young Master Yun.

The house had been demolished by Yunlang to the point where it was uninhabitable. A black iron guard carried him on his back, moved him to the adjacent yard, and carefully placed him on the couch.

The old master went to the medical clinic and brought back a lot of prescriptions, and he has already ordered people to grab the medicines.There were also medical officers in the palace, seeing Yun Lang lying quietly on the couch, with pale lips and light breath, busy with their duties, healed Mr. Yun, who was wounded and sick.

The old master was busy making arrangements for a while, only to realize that Xiao Shuo was still standing there.

The prince's clothes were half-stained with blood, the old master hesitated for a while, and approached cautiously: "Are you... going to change clothes?"

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes and remained silent.

It was the first time that the old master saw him like this when he came out from the former king's mausoleum, and he didn't dare to disturb him anymore, so he walked lightly and wanted to leave.

After walking two steps, Xiao Shuo suddenly heard: "Write it down."

The old master was startled: "What?"

""Mr. Yun's Night Exploration of Yan Wang's Mansion""

Xiao Shuo said: "That night the moonlight was just right, Mr. Yun saw King Yan drinking alone under the moon, squatting on the wall, and he took a fancy to it."

"..." The old master didn't expect their lord to even give him a name, with a complicated look on his face: "Yes."

Xiao Shuo continued: "I found an opportunity to tamper with the wine. When King Yan was half drunk, he—"

Xiao Shuo paused, then looked down at the bloody blood on his body.

The bodyguard department's torture method hurts the bones but not the flesh, and hurts the internal organs but not the skin.

Yun Lang fell on his shoulders, his body was warmed by the cloak, his strength was exhausted and he was unconscious, and he grabbed his sleeve with one hand.

Xiao Shuo bent his arms, shielded himself, and stood quietly for a while.

Xiao Shuo: "Put yourself in my arms, into my arms."