Unclean

In the end, Yan Yunhe gritted his teeth and endured the pain for the broken leg bone, and connected it with his own hands.

This time, Marquis Yong'an was cruel, he insisted on ignoring Mrs. Yan's crying and forbidding anyone to go in to see Yan Yunhe.

If it wasn't for Yan Yunhe and his martial arts master who used to be a martial artist, he had learned simple first-aid treatment, and if he dragged on like this, his leg might really be useless.

Maybe it's a good thing to say to Marquis Yong'an that being disabled is a good thing. He would rather have a disabled son, who can be honest and peaceful, and won't drag the whole family down.

Yan Yunhe leaned against a corner of the room, looking at the faintly lit fire outside the window, Marquis Yong'an asked someone to watch him, and almost sealed the whole room with wooden strips.

Don't let people bring food, only water, breaking a leg is not enough, I'm afraid Yan Yunhe still has the strength to toss.

In the end, it was Mrs. Yan who was crying and looking for death before allowing the snacks to come in.

As soon as Mrs. Yan came in and saw her son's appearance, she couldn't help crying.

She held Yan Yunhe's hand, sobbed for a long time, and said sadly: "Son, don't blame your father for being cruel. Our Hou's mansion is just looking at the scenery, and we must never get involved in such things."

"The matter of the Eastern Palace involves too much. If it has something to do with it, who doesn't want to get rid of it quickly? Mother knows that you are not convinced, but there are some things that we can't and can't control."

Yan Yunhe silently ate the snacks Mrs. Yan brought in until she was half full before saying, "I see."

He was starved for several days, and his leg was bent like that again. Although he had been treated, the broken place was obviously swollen in the past few days, and it was painful even if he moved it.

Yan Yunhe looked at Mrs. Yan beggingly with his haggard and slightly sunken eyes: "Mother, please help me and my father to intercede, let him let me out, tell him that I know I was wrong, and never dare to do it again." .”

Mrs. Yan wiped away her tears and said hello repeatedly.

However, as soon as Mrs. Yan left, Yan Yunhe dragged that leg, and with a wooden knife that had been sharpened for a few days, pried open the closed window and turned it out.

He ran embarrassingly in the snow, and every time his right foot stepped on the ground, it hurt terribly.

White mist was breathing out of his mouth, and Yan Yunhe's face was covered with snow.

He fell to the ground more than once, but still managed to get up.

The streets of the capital seemed endless, and he moved with difficulty step by step, feeling more and more cold.

Compared to this, his cheeks became hotter and hotter.

At the end, it was hard to even breathe.Every time he inhaled the air, it scraped his lungs like a knife, and he coughed violently due to the wind.

From a distance, he immediately saw the gate of Dali Temple, but his body became heavier and heavier.

Until he was bumped by a pedestrian on the road, the world spun, and Yan Yunhe fell to the ground in embarrassment.

In the last vision, he was still stubbornly looking in that direction and lost all consciousness.

That time, Yan Yunhe had been in a coma for nearly five days, and Mrs. Yan almost cried out her eyes because of it. When he woke up, everything was a foregone conclusion.

He didn't help anything, just as Yu Qin said.He couldn't help in the past, and he can't help now either.

Yan Yunhe opened his eyes abruptly, he lost consciousness for a while, what was in front of him was still Qianqing Palace, standing in front of him was Eunuch Yan, he brought a few young eunuchs, and helped Yan Yunhe up from the ground .

The sky is still dark, and the Qianqing Palace is still bright.

Yan Yunhe was leaning against a servant, and his right leg was in severe pain.

No wonder I had such a dream, it turned out to be an old wounded criminal.

"Is Your Majesty still resting?" Yan Yunhe asked hoarsely.

Eunuch Yan glanced at him meaningfully: "Your Majesty is still awake, please wait in the inner hall first, my lord."

After reaching the inner hall, Imperial Physician Yang, who was woken up in the middle of the night, was already waiting there.

He was specially asking for the pulse of the dragon body. When he was woken up in the middle of the night, he thought that the dragon body was sick, so he rushed over in a panic. He didn't expect to ask him for a banquet for the lord.Sure enough, as the outside world said, Mr. Yan won the holy family.

As expected, Imperial Physician Yang was dedicated to Emperor Cheng Jing. After simply feeling the pulse, he administered acupuncture to Yan Yunhe, which effectively relieved his pain, and prescribed a prescription for him.

It is said that his body is seriously worn out and needs to be taken care of on weekdays.Dr. Zhou also told him these words, and the two people's opinions were quite different.

Eunuch Yan also advised beside him: "Master Yan, you can't do such nonsense next time."

Before Yan Yunhe could respond, a voice came from the back of the hall: "Isn't he doing too much nonsense?"

Following the sound, all the people in the hall knelt down one after another, and Emperor Cheng Jing, who was wearing ordinary clothes, lifted the curtain in his hand and walked into the hall with a sullen face.

As soon as Yan Yunhe wanted to stay, Emperor Cheng Jing said impatiently, "Sit honestly!"

Eunuch Yan took Royal Physician Yang down with great insight, and left the place to the monarch and his ministers.

Although Yan Yunhe was still sitting on the couch, he couldn't sit still: "Your Majesty, I..."

"Who told you to go to the sky prison?" Emperor Cheng Jing sat on the chair, still with an unfriendly expression on his face, "Did Fang Zhizhou give you the token?"

Yan Yun is not afraid that Emperor Cheng Jing will be angry with him, but he is also afraid that he will anger Fang Zhizhou: "This minister insists on going his own way, Your Majesty forgives the sin!"

Emperor Cheng Jing said: "You also know that you are determined to go your own way?"

Yan Yunhe hesitated for a while, but still said: "But Your Majesty, if the King of Wu really wants to..."

"Even if he really died of starvation, so what." Emperor Cheng Jing sneered, "It's only been two days of starvation. It's a great kindness that I didn't cut him into pieces."

Yan Yunhe swallowed his words and didn't dare to say more.

But his hesitant appearance fell into the eyes of Emperor Cheng Jing, who couldn't help but say: "Speak up if you have something to say!"

Yan Yunhe pursed his lips uneasily: "Your Majesty... did I do something wrong tonight?"

Emperor Cheng Jing leaned back relaxed, and the annoyance on his face gradually dissipated: "It's not too stupid to be cured."

Kneeling outside Qianqing Palace just now, Yan Yunhe gradually came to his senses.

Sure enough, Emperor Cheng Jing was not so angry because he made people look at King Wu, refuted the imperial decree, and gave King Wu food and drink.

Rather, his actions would give a signal to the outside world that Emperor Cheng Jing did not want King Wu to die for the time being.

Whether Emperor Cheng Jing wanted King Wu to die, he thought, but he would not do it himself.Once the jailer was removed from the prison, the loose guards would know that this was letting other people take the life of King Wu.

If it wasn't for Yu Qin who came to take King Wu's life, Yan Yunhe would never be nosy.

Now that Yanyun is interfering, King Wu may not die, but will be safely sent to the clan mansion and imprisoned for a lifetime.

Emperor Cheng Jing sighed and rubbed his temples: "Forget it, the matter has come to this point, it is useless to say more."

After finishing speaking, Emperor Jing asked his servant to come forward, leaned into his ear, and whispered a few words.

When Yan Yunhe came out of the palace, he was holding a pile of rewards in his hands, all of which were rare medicinal materials in Yang Yu's medicine prescriptions, which were only available in the palace.

Back in Yong'anhou Mansion, Yan Yunhe saw Fang Zhizhou who had been waiting there early.

Fang Zhizhou was well-informed, combined with Yan Yunhe just went to the prison, and then knelt outside Qianqing Palace for half the night, he knew that something bad happened to Yan Yunhe.

He didn't even dare to sleep, so he hurried over to Yong'anhou's mansion, and he was relieved when he saw Yan Yunhe came back in full, "What happened in the prison?"

Yan Yunhe ignored Yu Qin's identity, and only mentioned that someone came to assassinate King Wu.

Fang Zhizhou pondered for a while: "Before you guessed that there was someone behind King Wu planning all this, I was not very convinced. Now it seems that there is indeed such a person, no... it should be said that there is such a force."

"Wu Wang's rebellion failed, and assassins appeared at the palace banquet. This really seems to be an act of pushing all the crimes on Wu Wang." Fang Zhizhou said: "Now we send people to assassinate Wu Wang, probably because he is afraid that Wu Wang will take their affairs. Expose it, and prepare to kill and silence it."

After listening to Yan Yunhe, he shook his head: "If it was really that easy to expose to King Wu, then King Wu would have confessed on the day he was arrested, why bother to talk about old things now."

"Wu Wang's disfigured counselor, have you found any trace?" Yan Yunhe asked.

Fang Zhizhou shook his head: "It's very difficult, the other party has been prepared for a long time, and there are almost no traces left."

"Where's the assassin in the prison, have you seen it?" Fang Zhizhou asked, obviously he thought that it was more likely to find the person behind it through this assassin.

Yan Yunhe denied it subconsciously: "He has changed his appearance, and he can't tell who it is."

He couldn't be sure whether King Wu would keep his mouth shut. As long as King Wu said the conversation between him and Yu Qin, people would know that he knew the assassin.

But there is no other way now, it can be delayed for a while.

Fang Zhizhou tapped the table with his fingertips: "First the black gunpowder, then the lucrative hidden transportation line to Yunzhou, and even King Wu's rebellion, all of which are inseparable from the forces hidden behind."

"And the whole thing is very obvious." Yan Yunhe added, he raised his finger and pointed to the sky: "It's for those two."

Who is the person behind this?

Yu Qin helped them commit murder, did he already have contact with the other party?Why did you agree to assassinate the prince?

After Fang Zhizhou left, Yan Yunhe simply washed up and lay down.

He was upset and couldn't fall asleep for a long time, so that when he smelled the faint fragrance, he subconsciously held his breath.

anyone? !

This mist is quite well done. It was just a faint floral fragrance at first smell, and it was almost unnoticeable when it melted into the incense, but Yan Yunhe still felt it.

He reached under the pillow very slowly, where there was a dagger that he could draw out at any time.

The man entered the room gently, and approached Yan Yunhe's bed step by step.

Yan Yunhe clenched the blade of the sword tightly, before he could attack, the man sat down.

This sudden behavior stunned Yan Yunhe. In the darkness, he vaguely saw a shadow at the end of the bed, and that person put his hand on his right leg through the quilt.

Yan Yunhe suddenly realized something, he closed his eyes again, let go of the sword in his hand, but his heartbeat slowly started to speed up.

One jump was faster than the next, with a bang bang sound, almost jumping out of the chest cavity, which made people notice.

The man lifted Yan Yunhe's quilt and put his hand on his right leg.

The warm fingertips slowly pressed over his shins, groping for the old ailments on his legs.

Yan Yunhe heard a very soft sigh, very low and shallow.

In this dark night, it is as light as a waking dream.