Unclean

Yan Yun didn't dare to make a sound, and even tried his best to stabilize his breathing at the same frequency.

If Yu Qin found out that he was still awake, this person would definitely leave, maybe he would be so frightened that he would not appear again for a short time.

After relaxing, Yan Yunhe became suspicious, and began to wonder if this was the first time Yu Qin had stunned him, and then sneaked in secretly.

Yu Qin knew that he had been kneeling in the palace for a long time, which was not surprising, after all, he was the commander of the Imperial Guards, and any news would reach his ears immediately.

It's just that he accurately touched his right leg as soon as he came, knowing that he has an old injury here.

Could he guess that Yu Qin knew that his leg was broken?

However, the incident of his broken leg by his own father caused a great uproar, everyone in the capital knew about it, and it was not surprising that Yu Qin had heard about it.

As long as you don't know the reason for his broken leg, Yan Yunhe feels ashamed.

Yan Yun Hexu focused his eyes and gradually adapted to the darkness. He saw Yu Qin take out a porcelain bottle from his arms, and the familiar scent of medicine came, as if it was prescribed by Imperial Doctor Yang in the palace, and it had the same smell.

Could it be that the wound medicine formulations in the Tai Hospital are all the same?

Yan Yunhe thought about choosing another day to visit the Tai Hospital, and then asked for a bottle of wound medicine to compare.

Don't blame him for being paranoid, he doubts everything now.Although it is only a bottle of wound medicine, it is not certain whether Yu Qin and Emperor Cheng Jing are connected.

Yu Qin didn't know the many thoughts in Yan Yunhe's mind, so he evenly spread the medicine on his fingertips, pressed it on Yan Yunhe's knee, and slowly pushed it away, keeping the pressure gentle all the time, for fear that a single force would kill the sleeping person woke up.

Although the sleeping man was just pretending to be asleep.

After applying the medicine, Yu Qin sat on the bedside for a while, Yan Yunhe closed his eyes, wondering what Yu Qin would do next.

It turned out that Yu Qin hadn't done anything, just sat there quietly.

Yan Yun could feel that the other party's eyes stopped on his face for a long time, and suddenly he felt angry and funny.

When he thought of getting drunk and went to ask the other party for an explanation, he was self-deprecating and self-deprecating, and it was Yu Qin who drew the line.

Shouting, beating, and killing in the prison was terribly fierce, and it was also Yu Qin.

As a result, he sneaked in in the middle of the night to give him medicine, and now peeking here, it was still Yu Qin.

After the funny, I felt a little sad again.

If Yu Qin didn't do it so obviously, he could also cooperate with the other party in breaking the law.

Even if he can't do it, he can still pretend to be half-baked, and he's doing very well these days.

In the palace and in the Qi Mansion, he did a good job, why did Yu Qin want to shake him at this time.

Just when Yan Yunhe was thinking about whether to turn over and scare Yu Qin, Yan Yunhe froze slightly in the next second, but he was the one who was frightened first.

Because of the light breath coming from far to near, the cold hair slid across his cheeks, fell on the pillow, and tangled with his hair.

It was a touch-and-leave kiss, and he was careful not to leave any breath behind, under the premise of not alarming Yan Yunhe, he gave himself a moment of selfishness.

Sometimes he didn't know whether Yu Qin was bold or timid, he always approached proactively, and when he really found Yan Yunhe walking towards him, he hid faster than anyone else.

Yan Yunhe knew why Yu Qin didn't dare. He had clearly seen these days that the situation could not allow them to get too close, let alone develop feelings for each other.

It's just that if Yu Qin's heart is the same as his, then he wants to fight for the future of the two no matter what.

Maybe it can't be done in a year, but sooner or later Emperor Cheng Jing and the Queen Mother will decide the winner.

He believes that Emperor Cheng Jing can win, and maybe by then, they don't need to worry too much.

Just now, between them...

Yan Yunhe's fingertips moved slightly, feeling Yu Qin's clothes slipping over them, and the other party stood up, just as he had come, and quietly disappeared into the room.

It was not until the other party left for a long time that Yan Yunhe opened his eyes.

He sat up, touched his lips, and smiled sullenly.

After laughing enough, Yan Yunhe lit the lamp and called Song Wen, who was watching the night outside: "I'm hungry, go get me some snacks."

Before anyone could turn around and go to the back kitchen, Yan Yunhe added: "I want peach blossom cakes."

Seeing that he finally had an appetite, Song Wen was too late to be happy when he heard that it was peach blossom cakes: "Didn't you say before that you would never eat it again?"

Yan Yunhe replied without change: "Now I want to eat again."

Song Wen: "Okay, I'll get it for you right now. Do you want anything else besides peach blossom cakes. You haven't eaten much these days, and you look thinner."

Yan Yunhe didn't feel that his appetite had diminished, but he did feel very hungry now, as if the long-lost feeling had finally returned to his body: "Just eat a bowl of noodles."

After eating noodles and snacks, Yan Yunhe lay down on the bed relaxed after rinsing his mouth.This time he fell asleep faster than ever, and had a good night's sleep.

The next day, Yan Yunhe found that Yinniang hadn't appeared all night, and she didn't follow him the next day. It seemed that Emperor Cheng Jing had withdrawn his surveillance.

Yan Yun couldn't be bothered to speculate on the emperor's heart. After leaving the palace, he took the initiative to find Fang Zhizhou and returned to the mansion with them.

He now needs to find out who is behind King Wu as soon as possible, and Yu Qin should have met him already.

With Yu Qin's temperament, even if he asked directly, the other party would not be honest, so he might as well check it out himself.

The left and right also need to take precautions for Emperor Cheng Jing and find out the hostile forces buried behind him.

Now the Great Jin Dynasty is facing internal and external troubles, there are Tatars on the border, and there are various forces in the court to check each other. It is very difficult to implement even a single government order.

Fortunately, there is auspicious snowfall this year, and if the harvest is good next year, the national treasury will be slightly filled.

Yan Yunhe took a sip of hot tea, and went straight to the point: "You kicked me out of the smuggling case later, but I still don't know where the gunpowder went? The ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was successfully completed. I think you have already found the gunpowder. "

Fang Zhizhou said delicately, "I found it, but ever since I suspected that King Wu was not the mastermind, I always feel that the batch of gunpowder was intentionally let us find it."

"The batch of gunpowder was transported to the control tower in the middle of the night by a group of dead men, who tried to set up an ambush there, and finally asked our guards to catch it." Fang Zhizhou said.

Yan Yunhe thought of the arrest of King Wu in the capital on the eve of the winter solstice, and said: "It seems that those dead men also have marks related to King Wu."

Fang Zhizhou replied: "If it weren't for this, how could King Wu be arrested immediately, no matter what he is, he is also a feudal lord."

Yan Yunhe: "How many soldiers can the King of Wu have left after cutting down the vassal?"

"On the surface, it's gone. What if it's secretly raising private soldiers?" Fang Zhizhou said with a cold look in his eyes.

Yan Yunhe was startled, and just about to say where he got the money, he suddenly realized: "Yunzhou is just one of the transportation points, if there are many such facilities across the country, and it's not just gunpowder smuggling..."

Seeing him, Fang Zhizhou immediately figured it out, nodded his head and said: "Using these secret waterways for smuggling has accumulated over time, and I am afraid that I have already accumulated a lot of money."

Yan Yunhe hissed: "Our Majesty has been so poor that his private treasury jingled for the border military funds and disaster relief in various places these years. A good emperor, after finishing the memorial, he began to calculate the deficit of the household department, even his Qianqing Palace It hasn't been repaired for a long time."

Fang Zhizhou smiled and said: "Your Majesty has already said that the Qianqing Palace is not broken, and there is no rain leaking, so there is no need to repair it."

Yan Yunhe scratched his forehead: "If he finds out that someone has stolen a large amount of money under his nose, he should be so angry that he will drop his glass again."

The old god Fang Zhizhou said: "Don't worry, those cups are all made by famous masters. If you drop one, you will lose one. He is reluctant to drop more."

Yan Yunhe sighed: "We have to find out the people behind this quickly. I feel that there will be a lot of money. Maybe after filling the national treasury, we can leave some for our Majesty to fill the private treasury."

The two of them began to figure out how to find out the person behind them, completely out of money.

People who didn't know thought that these two were not court officials, but poor and crazy bandits.

After the discussion, before Yan Yunhe left Fangfu, he saw You Liang who was excitedly coming with a birdcage in his hands.

You Liang is holding a parrot, seeing Yan Yunhe, he happily shows his parrot.

The parrot is very clever, can say a lot of auspicious words, and can also call Fang Zhizhou's name, one by one Fang Lanzhi, calling very affectionately.

If it wasn't for Yan Yun, he would have something to do later, maybe he would have stayed to play with the birds.

Seeing this, You Liang asked, "Where are you going in a hurry?"

Yan Yunhe found an excuse: "The leg hurts, it should be an old wounded criminal, I have to go back to the house to see the doctor."

You Liang looked at his legs worriedly: "What's going on, I'll have someone deliver medicine to your house in a while, remember to try it."

After bidding farewell to You Liang, Yan Yunhe took the token given by Fang Zhizhou and went to Huangcheng Division's dim sum shop to look for someone.

Not long after, he came out of the shop, took several bottles of medicine, and returned to the mansion.

When night was approaching, Yan Yunhe wore a red cloak and went out of the mansion to hide.

Walking to the street, he put down his hood.

His dark curly hair was half up, and he rode a tall horse and walked slowly on the street.

It wasn't until they rode near the Yu Mansion that they stopped.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the figure in the flying fish suit came slowly, looking a little tired, with no smile on his face.

Yan Yunhe raised his crossbow, inserted the "arrow" he had prepared, and shot towards the opponent's oblique front.

Yu Qin swiftly drew his knife and swiped off the hidden weapon that hit him, and the petals flew in an instant, it was like a flower.

Suddenly, Yu Qin looked in the direction of Yan Yunhe's hiding place.

Yan Yunhe stepped out from the darkness on a horse: "Master Yu is really puzzled."

Seeing Yu Qin's slightly wide eyes, he couldn't help but smile.

Yu Qin's lips moved slightly, as if he was about to blurt out something, he endured it again, and said after a while, "You Zhihe?"

The rider on horseback under the street lamp is a boy.

With black curly hair and shallow eyes, he is a young man who has met Yu Qin several times, You Zhihe.

You Zhihe came to Yu Qin on a horse, glanced at the flowers on the ground, smiled slyly, and stretched out his hands to Yu Qin: "My legs and feet are inconvenient, please trouble Master Yu to help me get off the horse."

Yu Qin subconsciously glanced at the opponent's right leg, frowning even more tightly.

But he didn't say anything, but stretched out his hands towards the boy.

The man grabbed his hands, jumped off the horse, and fell into his arms.

The curly black hair brushed against the tip of his nose, and the aura that belonged to Yan Yunhe permeated wantonly.