Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

On the couch in the medical hall, Yun Lang lay upright, humbly listening to the lessons of the two old men.

"Sneaked away in the middle of the night and didn't come back when it was time for the needle."

Physician Liang called the little medicine boy and poured a pot of Coptis chinensis into the medicine stove: "One more time, I will tie you to the couch."

"Don't worry." Yun Lang sincerely admitted his mistake, "I won't run away again."

"You have ruined such a good body."

Cai Taifu was full of anger, stood by the couch and glared at him: "Now you still don't know how to love yourself so much!"

"Understood." Yun Lang sincerely assured, "I definitely feel sorry for myself."

"I've heard you say that a thousand times."

Doctor Liang pinched the silver needle and pierced the acupoint with one sentence: "Don't lie in bed, don't rest, don't rest your mind, don't meditate."

Yun Lang nodded: "Yes..."

"It's outrageous!" Cai Taifu was so angry that his beard flew wildly, "Look at your current situation, how much better than meat paste?!"

"..." Imperial Physician Liang put down the silver needle: "Don't talk nonsense, why is it not as good as meat paste?"

"How did he handle the beating back then? At that time, you said that he was close to death, so it was easy!"

Cai Taifu was still angry: "Now that you are so lingering on the sick bed, and your body is so weak, how can you talk nonsense?"

Imperial Physician Liang was most annoyed when someone brought up the matter of his near-death back then, so he complained: "I said it a thousand times! He was originally injured at the time, so it's just luck! You old Confucianism—"

"Quack doctor!" Cai Taifu stared, "If you can't cure him, I will find someone to cure him, so as not to repeat what happened in the past!"

……

It was the first time for the little Yaotong to see the battle in front of him, holding the Coptis chinensis jar, and stood at the side in a daze.

Lying on the couch, Yun Lang watched the two of them quarreling, stretched out his hand and dragged the person to the side of the couch: "Come on, I'm going to throw something in a while."

The little drug boy was a little nervous: "What will you throw?"

"Throw whatever you pick up." Yun Lang tilted his head and looked him up and down, "Don't worry, your master won't be able to throw it away when you grow up."

Back then in the palace, Imperial Physician Liang was still an imperial physician, and because of his troubles, he had an old grudge with Taifu Cai.

At that time, Yun Lang was carried all the way up from the bottom of the cliff by Xiao Shuo, more than half of his life was gone, and he lay on the couch without knowing whether he was alive or dead.The old matriarch was furious with anxiety, and sent away all those who were said to be unable to live by the imperial hospital, and wrote a circle of letters to the hidden famous doctor who had old friends, and came to see it in person every day.

With the life-saving medicine that Xiao Shuo stole from the palace, and the help of famous doctors from all over the world and the master Xinglin, he managed to save his life.

After all, Tai Hospital has a guilty conscience, and it is embarrassing to use acupuncture and medicine.Yun Lang was lying on the couch in a dazed state, sickly, and vaguely remembered how many times Imperial Physician Liang had quarreled with Old Madam Cai.

The old dream reappeared, Yun Lang was a little nostalgic for a while, and turned his head to watch the excitement.

He was still young at that time, he couldn't lie down with a little strength, and his body was uncomfortable, and he couldn't help wanting to toss, but in fact he was very uncooperative.

The first emperor was so distressed, what Yun Lang said, he couldn't care less about him, if there was no Imperial Physician Liang who administered acupuncture every other day and forced him to drink bowl after bowl of medicine, it might have ruined his foundation.If Taifu Cai hadn't been watching closely all day long, no matter how difficult it was, he would never be allowed to move around, and when the broken bone healed, it would be impossible to guarantee that it would be crooked in several places.

The two old people each have their own tempers, and they don't know each other without arguing.

Yun Lang originally thought that after all these years, the situation should be better, but he didn't expect to quarrel when they met each other.

"It's all for reminiscing about old friends." Yun Lang dragged the little drug boy out of the way, and whispered to comfort him, "There's no big deal to quarrel about."

The little drug boy looked at the exquisite warm jade carved medicine pestle thrown out to reminisce with a bitter face, and took a deep breath in distress.

"Blame me." Yun Lang generously said, "I'll buy you another one."

"Do you have any money?" The little drug boy was a little worried, "If the money is spent recklessly, the prince who is not your family will know, will he beat you up?"

Yun Lang coughed, and thought about it carefully: "No, he is still afraid that I will beat him."

The little drug boy looked at Yun Lang's thin and thin shoulders, a little in disbelief, looked at him, stole his small medicine pot and hugged it, squatting on the side of the couch.

Yun Lang couldn't prove it, some experts felt lonely for a while, sighed lightly, touched a thin blanket and dragged it over, and laid it flat on his body.

Many of the medicines he uses now are soothing and sleep-promoting, and he is prone to drowsiness at every turn.After dozing off for half an hour, when I woke up, I just heard the two of them finish their argument.

Physician Liang was already ashamed of what happened back then, and when it comes to verbal disputes, he is far inferior to the well-read poetry and books of the dynasty.Angrily, he threw down a sentence of "Insufficient Confucianism and Conspiracy", dragged the little Yaotong out of the door, and went to kill Cai Taifu's villain.

Old Madam Cai was full of anger, sat down calmly, and poured herself a cup of tea.

"Emperor Liang's medical skills are superb. Back then, he was only doing things in the palace. He was not very sure, so he didn't dare to speak out."

Yun Lang had just been given an injection, so he sat up a little while supporting himself, and smiled helplessly: "Don't keep bringing this up..."

"You brat don't care about my affairs with him."

Taifu Cai drank two sips of tea, moistened his throat, and looked at his expression carefully: "How do you feel now, do you still feel very uncomfortable on weekdays?"

"Occasional fatigue, just lie down, it's not that difficult." Yun Lang smiled, "You don't need to secretly buy me clay figurines to play with..."

Taifu Cai was exposed by him for no reason, and his face turned red: "Who said that the old man bought it?"

Yun Lang coughed twice, and replied with a smile: "You definitely didn't buy this kind of plaything. It must have been my wish in a dream. It fell from the sky and hid it under my pillow."

Taifu Cai raised his hand to hit him, looked at him for a while, then sighed heavily: "Look at you, there is no room for a lesson on your body now."

"The right hand." Yun Lang said honestly, "The left hand is fine, I just gave you a ruler for Xiao Shuo..."

Mrs. Cai had long been used to being angry with him, so she glared at Yun Lang, stretched out her hand to support his back, and carefully embraced him on the soft pillow.

Yun Lang was a little disappointed again, lowered his head and raised the corner of his mouth, pressing back the heat in his eyes.

"You were most afraid of pain when you were a child."

Taifu Cai supported him on his back, only to realize that Yunlang's back was drenched in cold sweat, and couldn't help frowning: "Back then, Xiao Shuo kept silent when he was using the ruler, and you could hear even the Palace of Kunning."

"That's why you don't dare to hit me, because I'm afraid that my hand hurts from bowing and practicing swords, and I won't be able to stand the ruler."

Yun Lang coughed: "With his solid eyes, wouldn't you have been beaten up by you since childhood?"

How could Taifu Cai not know about his tricks, and glared at Yun Lang: "Later, King Duan came to tell me that there will be thin calluses on the hands of bowing and sword practice, and it doesn't hurt at all."

Yun Lang was slightly stunned: "You know? Then you still—"

"It's not that solid-eyed kid."

Taifu Cai was angry: "As soon as my father left, he came in and begged me. He said that you were going to the battlefield. If your hands hurt and you can't hold the rein firmly, and if you can't run fast, you will be bullied."

It was the first time Yun Lang heard this, and he was curious: "What else did he say?"

"It's not that the old man is not good at negotiating. If you don't play hands, you will be punished for half a day and concentrate on studying. It won't hurt you."

Cai Taifu said: "But he also said that you are exhausted when you are out in the army, eat and sleep, travel and work hard, and you rarely have some rest. You should not be confined for another half day."

"The old man was so angry that I had to explain to him that the old man didn't mean to punish you, but that if you don't do it well, you will make trouble in the sky sooner or later."

Taifu Cai became more and more angry, and took a sip of tea: "But he said that if you get into trouble, just punish him, and he will come to warn you again."

Yun Lang didn't know about this, so he paused for a moment, then laughed: "What's the point..."

"Exactly, the old man has taught the books for these years, how can there be such a reason?"

Mrs. Cai thought of the past and still felt a headache: "If you ask him, if he can control you for a while, maybe he can control you for the rest of his life..."

Yun Lang was startled, and asked in a low voice: "Then he—"

Taifu Cai was angry and funny: "He actually told me, yes."

Yun Lang leaned against the couch, not knowing what it was like for a moment, so he twitched the corners of his mouth and said nothing.

In those two years, he fought with King Duan, so the chances of going to the academy were much less.Occasionally, when he was free, he had to practice martial arts and rehearse battle formations with soldiers. In fact, he hardly saw Xiao Shuo anymore.

A few times, Xiao Shuo managed to block him in the academy, stood there for a while with a stern face, and then just scolded him for neglecting his studies and not being enterprising.

Yun Lang doesn't like being scolded, and he still thinks Xiao Xiaowang is not pleasing to his eyes.Asking himself if he can afford to hide, he went to the palace more in his spare time, no longer like when he was a child, he ran to the study of Duanwang Mansion all day long if he had nothing to do.

After that...the number of times he and Xiao Shuo met again can be counted on one hand.

"Forget it, it's an old story, why bring it up."

Taifu Cai stopped talking about this, and waved his hands: "Your current situation, can you still hide it firmly in the palace? If it really comes to a day when you can't do it—"

"Only trustworthy people know." Yun Lang nodded, "Even if one day I can't hide it, I can keep Xiao Shuo."

"Who asked Xiao Shuo, the old man asked you." Taifu Cai frowned, "What's the matter with you two?"

Yun Lang was reprimanded for no reason, and coughed dryly: "I... also have a way to escape."

This time Yunlang showed up in the capital, and he was bound voluntarily, in order to keep Shuofang's army safe.If he made up his mind to run away, even ten bodyguards might not be able to catch him.

There are so many places where the Emperor Tiangao is far away. When it is really impossible, it is not difficult to find a place that no one can find.

Yun Lang made up his mind: "It's just that everything is still undecided now, and thinking about retreating before advancing is not the way to win."

"It's more arrogant than the old man."

Taifu Cai looked at his unconcerned eyes, vaguely relieved, and poured a cup of tea with a smile: "This is right, I punish myself with a cup."

"You are an elder, what you worry about is our safety, and what you worry about is my life."

Yun Lang smiled, and accompanied him with ginseng soup: "It can't be compared."

Mrs. Cai was too lazy to speak harsh words to him, his eyes were filled with warmth, and Zhao Yunlang knocked on the head: "Aside from going to teach those few people in the palace, what else do you want me to do?"

"Not at this time." Yun Lang shook his head, paused for a while, and said, "But there is something that I haven't communicated with for a while, and I want to ask the Grand Tutor."

Taifu Cai was a little surprised, and raised his eyebrows: "Is there something else you can't figure out?"

"You're teaching me a lesson."

Yun Lang couldn't help laughing: "When everything is safe in the future, I will definitely go to Tianzhang Pavilion to learn every day, and let my husband play hands."

Mrs. Cai pretended to stare at him, but after a while he couldn't hold back anymore, he shook his head and laughed: "Your mouth...that's all, what do you want to ask?"

"The relationship between the court and the bureaucracy, the family members of the public office, are really complicated, and I am not familiar with them."

Yun Lang said: "I can see that the emperor intends to show kindness to Xiao Shuo and support him, but he can't figure out who the emperor is using to support him against."

"Uncle Huanwang and Uncle Wei needn't be mentioned. Xiao Cuo, the king of Jing, is at ease. Although he is smart, he has no interest in government affairs. I asked Yushitai to send a copy of the official book to read the day before yesterday, and the courtiers are almost monolithic. , the honorable nobles of the various armies are not powerful enough to be feared by the emperor."

Yun Lang murmured, and lightly twisted his cuffs: "I still can't figure it out for a while, who is the one who makes the emperor so afraid, and does not hesitate to take risks to support Xiao Shuo..."

"It's not because you can't figure it out." Cai Taifu said, "You two are young, you just don't know."

Yun Lang was startled slightly, and raised his head: "Teacher knows?"

"I know vaguely, but I'm not sure."

Taifu Cai nodded: "The old man didn't like these things very much back then, so although he had heard some gossip, he didn't know the details... You just said that the DPRK and China are monolithic, who told you?"

"What the censor Zhongcheng said in his letter." Yun Lang hesitated, "Zhongcheng is upright, if you think about it—"

"It's more than a square personality, it's an elm lump."

When Taifu Cai heard him mention it, he couldn't help frowning: "He doesn't have any different intentions, he's just stupid."

Yun Lang recalled the half month in Yushitai Prison, almost didn't press the corner of his mouth, coughed: "Yes."

"If you ask him, Chaozhong is naturally monolithic."

Mrs. Cai took a sip of tea and said disapprovingly: "Yushitai has been suppressed and excluded in recent years. No matter which one is impeached, it is either reprimanded or ignored. In his opinion, the imperial court is of course a piece of iron. However, I can only hit the pillar..."

Yun Lang didn't hold back, coughed several times in a row, and tried his best to suppress: "According to what you said, the current court...is not completely under the control of the emperor. There are also different forces, but Yushitai can't be offended That's all?"

"Exactly." Cai Taifu said, "Let's not talk about the other family. If the third division is controlled by the emperor, it is such a big forbidden palace, can people really build a secret passage for assassination in such a grand manner?"

Yun Lang's heart moved accordingly, and he raised his head, as if realizing something.

"You two are not lacking in mind and strategy, but you are not familiar with the government."

Taifu Cai clicked to stop, looked at the time, got up and said: "Since the old man intends to re-teach the disciples of the patriarchal family, King Yan is also on the list. If there is nothing to do, let Xiao Shuo go to my place for a few times."

"Yes." Yun Lang came back to his senses, seeing that the old man was about to leave, he quickly put himself on the bed, "You—"

"Lie down!" Cai Taifu raised his eyebrows, "Don't let the old man do it himself."

Yun Lang had no choice but to sit back on the couch: "Yes."

Cai Taifu was the most angry that he didn't know how to cherish himself, and stared at Yun Lang: "If the situation is not urgent, it is better to send you back, let King Yan build a house, and hide you in it."

"..." Yun Lang had heard this allusion, and cleared his throat: "Is this also what Prince Xiao told you?"

"Yes." Taifu Cai was very annoyed by these two boys, "The year you just ran away, he came to see the old man and said it after he was drunk."

Yun Lang couldn't figure it out for a moment: "He came to you...how did he get drunk?"

"He said he wanted to get drunk. After thinking about it for three months, he couldn't find a place where he could die drunk in peace."

Mrs. Cai was studying hard at home, and in the middle of the night, students brought a cart full of alcohol to block the yard, and he was very aggrieved: "I don't want to drink after I say it! He still insists on letting it go, but the next day is really a headache... "

Yun Lang didn't know whether to laugh or cry for a moment, but he didn't know whether his heart was sore or painful, so he sat quietly on the couch, lowered his gaze, and gently rubbed the corner of his clothes.

"Lie down and rest, the old man will go back to the palace, and then I will inquire about other matters for you."

Cai Taifu didn't allow Yunlang to send him off again, walked to the door, turned around and said: "Next time I see you, I will definitely put the old man on the roof alive and kicking, you know?"

Yun Lang pulled the corner of his mouth: "Yes."

The old matriarch was always agile, so he flicked his sleeves and hurried out without further delay.

Yun Lang sat up straight and raised his hand as a salute, watched the old man go away, knocked on the window twice, and asked Dao Scar to set up a car to take the Taifu back.He leaned against the side of the couch again, rested for a while, and slowly leaned back on the pillow.

The little drug boy probed his head for a long time, came in to deliver a bowl of medicine, and quietly closed the door on his feet.

The smell of the medicine was bitter, Yun Lang half-lyed on the couch with his eyes closed, took it and gulped it down in one gulp, coughing a few times.

These years, he actually never thought about it a few times... how Xiao Shuo lived in the capital.

Are you eating well and sleeping well?

No one is making noise in the study room, can I clear my mind and eyesight, study hard, and sleep soundly at night.

Are you still angry with him, and if one day you are lucky and meet at the side of Meng Po Tang's stall, will you still have to scold him?

……

Can't think about it.

Originally, my body was uncomfortable enough, but when I thought about it, my heart twisted and tossed, and I didn't have the strength to go on half a step.

Yun Lang put the medicine bowl aside and slowly adjusted his breath.In my mind, there is a moment when Xiao Shuo is a young boy kneeling in front of the Grand Tutor, begging the Grand Tutor to allow him to be punished for him, and at other times, after the two parted ways, Xiao Shuo dragged a cart full of wine in the old master's yard, getting drunk personnel.

There was a stinging pain in his chest, and Yun Lang couldn't lie down anyway. After tossing and turning a few times, he sat up: "Little brother?"

The door opened a crack, and the little drug boy sat in the door with his knees hugged, poking his head in with a serious look: "What's the matter."

"Please help me buy something." Yun Lang took out an ingot of silver, and smiled at him: "Buy yourself a small medicine pestle first, and the rest go to Zuixianlou, the flower carvings that will go up in five years, Help me buy a few jars back."

"So much money?" Little Yaotong frowned, "I can buy a lot of wine, but I can't hold it."

Yun Lang helped him with an idea: "It is said that your master used it to make medicinal wine. I want it before tonight, and their family will naturally give it to me."

The little drug boy still hesitated: "But——"

"Two medicine pestles." Yun Lang said, "I gave you the other one, you pick the best one yourself."

"Really?" Little Yaotong couldn't hold back his emotions after all, "There are many kinds. I want the one with engraved characters the most. It looks very knowledgeable."

Yun Lang smiled: "Really, I want to see it when you buy it back."

The little drug boy stood by the couch, after a long while he finally made up his mind, took the money: "Didn't you drink it? Master said, you are drinking medicine at this time, you should not drink alcohol."

"No." Yun Lang assured, "I don't even drink peach blossom wine."

The little drug boy was relieved, nodded, put the money into his arms, and ran out of the door.

There are at least a hundred or so restaurants in Beijing, and the new wine and old wine have their own advantages, and the best one is Zuixianlou.

Zuixian Tower is well-known in China, and it has not fallen down for many years.The shopkeeper was rich and powerful, and heard that the doctor Liang of the Chengxi Medical Center was going to use it to brew medicinal wine, so he immediately asked someone to set up a car, and with a thin cushion of straw, he sent a dozen jars of untouched wine to the medical center.

Yun Lang bribed the little drug boy with a small medicine pestle, and repeatedly promised the imperial doctor Liang that he would not touch a drop, and moved all the wine under his bed.

Little Yaotong tried his best to help him move neatly.It's just a dozen or so jars that are bigger than the head, no matter how they are hidden, they are still too eye-catching.

In the middle of the night, Xiao Xiaowang was invited to the appointment, and was inexplicably frowned by the situation in front of him: "Do you want to refine Gu?"

"...a careless moment."

Yun Lang sat on the couch, sighed wistfully: "I didn't expect silver to be so valuable."

Young Master Yun had never spent money by himself since he was a child, he just took what he saw good, and someone behind him paid the bill.Later, when he wandered around the world, everything he handled turned into copper coins, and the largest piece of silver was only as big as a melon seed.

Regardless of this, the wine in Zuixianlou is also valuable, and it never makes sense to buy so much for a piece of silver.

Yun Lang had been thinking about it all afternoon, but he couldn't figure it out anyway: "When I bought wine, how could it not be so good and cheap?"

"This is the rule in restaurants in the capital."

Xiao Shuo looked at the neat row of wine jars beside the couch, and felt a little lost for a moment: "The same wine is sold to the rich and honorable, so I put it in a good jar, sealed with red clay and wax, exquisite and beautiful Very much."

Yun Lang thought about it for a while, and then he took the case in astonishment: "That's true. Could it be that these also require money?"

"..." Xiao Shuo stood there for a long while, and had no choice but to walk over and remove a few jars with his own hands: "Not only does it cost money, it is even more expensive than wine."

Yun Lang never knew that the shopkeeper could be so black-hearted, he was a little frustrated for a while, and pressed his chest in disbelief.

"Don't talk about that." Xiao Shuo frowned, "You bought so much wine, why are you bothering?"

"I'll talk about it later, let's talk about business first."

Yun Lang looked at Little Prince Xiao, and his heart was naturally to torment you, so he pressed his thoughts with full confidence: "You entered the palace today, how is the situation? Tell me quickly."

"The right general of the Jinwu Guard who found you has passed this matter to the imperial court."

Xiao Shuo was teased several times by him, and he sat on the side of the couch: "Before I came to see you, someone from the palace sent out a message to let me enter the palace tomorrow. The emperor has something to say to me."

The situation was exactly as expected by the two of them, Yun Lang nodded, then said after a moment of pondering: "He has always been suspicious, if you do him a favor once, you will accept it, and you will be suspicious again."

"I know." Xiao Shuo was a little annoyed, and suppressed his temper, "It's all just hypocrisy."

"Waiting for the opportunity to send a message to Minister of the Ministry of Industry, no matter who wants to see you or me, you must hold back in the next few days, and don't have any more contacts."

Yun Lang thought for a while: "The situation in the court has changed. It is impossible for the emperor not to investigate the courtiers carefully. If he is greedy and aggressive, it will be easy to reveal the clues."

"I know about it, I have ordered it."

Xiao Shuo looked at the thin clothes on Yun Lang's body, closed the window with his hand, and gave him a heater: "What did you say to the Taifu?"

Yun Lang took the stove and smiled: "It's nothing, I just asked the Taifu to come out of the mountain again to teach the clan's children... to create momentum for you."

The old man scolded all the way into the palace, Yun Lang was not surprised that Xiao Shuo would know about this, he paused for a moment, and then continued: "Talked about the past, and made a few gossips."

Xiao Shuo didn't really believe it, he sat by the couch and looked at him noncommittally.

"Really." Yun Lang said, "The old man also said that you and I don't know much about the court, and told you to ask him for advice when you have time..."

Xiao Shuo's expression darkened, and he said in a low voice, "I won't go."

"Why?" Yun Lang was stunned, "Did you quarrel with the Taifu?"

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes, remained motionless for a while, and then said: "I am stubborn and can't be cultivated. The Taifu will avoid me when he sees me. Why bother to disturb him."

Yun Lang looked at Xiao Xiaowang for a while, but still felt that the old matriarch would avoid him when he saw him, because he was afraid of being blocked in the yard again, so he couldn't help but drink a meal.

According to what the Taifu said, there should be no real feud between the two of them.Yun Lang thought for a while, touched Xiao Shuo, and was about to say a few soft words: "Teacher still mentioned you today, you—"

"I failed to keep what I promised him back then." Xiao Shuo said, "I didn't have the face to see him in the first place."

Yun Lang remembered what the Grand Tutor said, looked at Xiao Shuo's calm expression, and silently pulled his heart out, muttering in a low voice: "What didn't you do? This is not good..."

"The Taifu is most worried about you."

Xiao Shuo was not surprised that Taifu Cai had already told him this, turned around, and turned on the light: "I said I would control you, but he controls you like this, he must be very angry with me."

Yun Lang knew that he was always easy to get into trouble, so he explained patiently: "The Tai Tuo asked you to control me and told me not to go to the house to expose the tiles..."

"Otherwise?" Xiao Shuo frowned, "Do you think I'm in control?"

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang cared about the wrong payment, coughed, and said awkwardly, "Oh."

"Have you ever spared a day of tossing around?"

Xiao Shuo came to settle accounts with him, and was disturbed, he almost forgot the purpose of his visit: "What note is left?! What did you write? Why did you just sleep a few times..."

The more Xiao Shuo thought about it, the more annoyed he became, and he reprimanded in a deep voice, "Why did I ever take away your most important thing!"

Xiao Xiaowang had never been wronged before, he gritted his teeth, and was furious: "It's just that I took your jade pendant while you were resting, it's worth it for you—"

"It's not what I want to write!" Yun Lang was so stunned, "The old master is holding a ruler...a ruler that is so wide! It's made of rosewood!"

Yun Lang's left hand is still swollen: "He stared at me, and I wrote every word he said, even if he made a mistake!"

Xiao Shuo frowned, and looked up suspiciously.

"Really, if you don't believe me, ask the Taifu! I'm crazy to write this..."

Yun Lang was about to swear, when he suddenly came back to his senses, glanced at his waist, and reached for it: "I didn't find that jade pendant today, did you take it away?"

Xiao Shuo suddenly turned cold, and pressed the jade pendant: "I can't take your things?"

"It's not mine at all."

Yun Lang was inexplicable: "I took it from your waist, did you forget?"

When the two met for the first time, they broke up because of a piece of Pisces jade pendant, and even broke Xiao Yunlang's jade unicorn.

Yun Lang later developed a memory, and unless Xiao Shuo gave it to him, no matter how messed up he was, he would not touch it at all.

That is to say, the two haven't seen each other in these years, and those rules have weakened a lot.Relying on his own injuries, Yun Lang began to push forward, pushing his nose on Xiao Xiaowang's face.

A few days ago Xiao Shuo wore an excellent jade pendant, an extremely warm suet white jade, which was carved into an exquisite flowing cloud shape, locked in fine and dense rings with pan chi patterns, and covered with deep bamboo and moon nets, Very beautiful.

On the face of Xiao Wangye, Yun Lang got carried away with complacency for a moment, so he pulled it over and put it on himself.

Later, I went to the hospital, but I didn't have time to return it.

"It's really a good thing. I'm afraid I'll lose it again."

Young Master Yun has been wearing rich clothes and jade pendants since he was a child, and he has always worn jade pendants for play, so he doesn't care about which one he wants: "It's good if you don't lose it, it looks good on you, return it to you—"

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Yun Lang stretched out his hand and shook: "Little prince?"

Xiao Shuo looked at him, his face sinking like water: "Although the jade pendant was on my waist, you took it away with your own hands."

"..." Yun Lang was a little confused: "I took it, then what?"

"You have already taken it." Xiao Shuo's eyes were dark and he stared at him firmly, "Why isn't it yours?"

Yun Lang: "..."

Probably... This is the natural momentum.

The prince's grandson, the blood of the Tian family.

When Xiao Xiaowang said such words of being taken advantage of, he could speak forcefully and domineeringly.

Yun Lang sat for a while with sincere admiration, suppressed his thoughts, and took a closer look at Xiao Shuo.

The little prince was sitting in front of the lamp, his expression was a little bit wrong, he looked like he was going to lose his temper again.

Yun Lang regretted it for a while, and said in his heart that the jade pendant could not be touched at all, so he swallowed dryly, held his hand and touched it.

Xiao Shuo has always been unable to resist him, his arms trembled, tense, unable to move.

"What's the difference?"

Yun Lang held his hand, and asked softly, "According to what you said, it... belonged to me for a short time without any trace."

Xiao Shuo's chest rose and fell several times, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Two days."

"It belongs to me for two days." Yun Lang changed his words, "If you take it away now, wouldn't it be yours again?"

Xiao Shuo stared at Yun Lang's blank expression, sat for a while, and turned his head.

He was holding the cold jade pendant, his eyes were bloodshot, An Xin who had been in the palace during the day was completely icy, and only the embers of ridicule remained.

He just wanted a piece of Yunlang's jade pendant to wear with him.

……

It doesn't work.

Yun Lang doesn't want his jade pendant.

He was not willing to give that piece back then, but now Yun Lang doesn't want anything.

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes quietly, his eyes were bloodshot, and he closed his eyes.

He wanted to give it to Yunlang.

He thought that after the majestic and majestic battle of General Yun, he would give it to Yun Lang as soon as he returned to Beijing.

He specially asked his mother and concubine, and found the best jade craftsman in the capital, and remade the Pisces jade pendant, carving very fine cloud patterns on the fish's body bit by bit.

Yunjuan is carved with jade, it is very beautifully carved, Yunlang will definitely like it.

He was still thinking at that time that Yunlang probably hadn't looked carefully at the Pisces jade pendant back then, so he had the cheek to lie to Yunlang, saying that there were cloud patterns on it, and it was destined to belong to Young Master Yun.

……

Yun Lang didn't want it anymore.

I don't want any more.

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes, firmly pressed back the intense emotions that were surging in his chest, and calmed them down one by one.

Xiao Shuo didn't look at Yun Lang, opened his eyes and got up, calmly said: "You are right."

"What should be said has been said, if there is anything, just let me know."

Xiao Shuo took the cloak, his hands trembled a little, he took a few times to hold it firmly, and said in a low voice, "I'm going back."

"Xiao Shuo." Yun Lang watched him get up and frowned, "Don't be like this...but what did I say wrong?"

"You never made a mistake." Xiao Shuo turned his back to him and murmured in a hoarse voice, "I didn't give it to you, I refused to give it to you first..."

Xiao Shuo mocked himself, and laughed lowly: "I'm still shameless, but I'm here to ask you."

Yun Lang couldn't let go, got off the couch and chased after him: "Don't go yet."

"It's cold on the ground, you go and rest on the couch." Xiao Shuo still lowered his head, and stretched out his hand to support him, "There is something in the house, I—"

Yun Lang made up his mind, pulled the man back abruptly, took advantage of the momentum to pull himself up from the ground, and landed on him in the air.

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Yun Lang: "..."

"Little prince." Yun Lang used the ancestral Liuyun movement method to do this, and today he has lost all face, he said, "You'd better catch it, I'm going to fall to the ground."

Xiao Shuo was a little dazed by the blow, stood for a while, and raised his hand to support him.

"You now... weigh it."

Yun Lang took a deep breath: "Either you go back to the bed and we both make things clear, or you just walk out."

Yun Lang tugged on his clothes and stabilized his figure: "As long as you are not afraid of shame..."

"Whether I'm afraid or not, let alone..."

Xiao Shuo couldn't help it, and whispered, "Aren't you afraid? There are all your soldiers outside."

Yun Lang thought for a moment, his eyes darkened: "..."

"If you still have something to say, I won't leave."

Xiao Shuo came back, put him gently on the couch, patted his back: "Let go."

Yun Lang was still figuring out countermeasures, but he was caught off guard, and was warmly embraced by his curved arms, quickly warming his collar from the ears: "Oh."

Yun Lang withdrew his hands and sat cross-legged on the couch, still tugging on Xiao Shuo's sleeves just in case: "Finally, what happened to that jade pendant? But is there anything else I don't know?"

"It's nothing." Xiao Shuo said calmly, "I was going to give it to you last year, but you didn't come back, so I had to wear it myself."

Yun Lang was slightly stunned, lowered his head for a closer look, and picked it up: "According to this... this should be mine?"

"If you don't want it, then you don't want it." Xiao Shuo said, "I just..."

"Xiao Shuo." Yun Lang said in time, "If you don't want me to misunderstand you any longer, just finish your sentence."

Xiao Shuo didn't want to say any more at first, but he reprimanded him for a moment, and he was silent for a moment: "I just want to have one of your things."

Yun Lang looked at him, his chest felt light palpitations, he opened his mouth, but said nothing.

"After you left, I searched the house several times and asked people to check the accounts repeatedly."

Xiao Shuo said: "I just realized that you have come to my study so many times, but you have never taken it out and never sent it in."

Xiao Shuo almost couldn't figure it out: "You took it too confidently and with peace of mind, but I was also careless for a while and didn't realize it."

Yun Lang: "..."

"Your bow and sword have been sealed up by Dali Temple as evidence, or they won't come out."

Xiao Shuo looked at him: "Your gun is in Zhenyuan Hou's mansion, they don't allow me to go in, for fear that I will burn that mansion down."

"Aren't you burning yet?"

Yun Lang coughed dryly: "Desolate to such a state, I thought you burned for three rounds..."

"The place where you lived in the palace was searched by the guards for several rounds, and there are only some fragments of the art of war that you copied."

Xiao Shuo ignored him, spoke slowly, his expression darkened, he gritted his teeth and said, "The Grand Tutor took all of them away...but he didn't give me any of them."

Yun Lang thought for a long time where the two of them came to celebrate the festival, but he never thought of this level, and he was convinced: "...Oh."

Yun Lang looked at him for a long while, then pulled him and said softly, "Then you felt uncomfortable just now—"

Xiao Shuo closed his eyes and said lightly, "It's just this."

Yun Lang poked his head: "It's just this?"

"That's right." Xiao Shuo pulled the jade pendant back from his hand, "It's clear, let me go."

Yun Lang frowned, looked at him for a while, and still tugged at his sleeve: "Don't let go."

Xiao Shuo tried his best to be patient with him, but he still couldn't get away, and his irritability surged up for a while: "Let go, you—"

"Your clothes." Yun Lang gritted his teeth, gave it up, and said cheekily, "It's mine, take it off before you go."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

"You said it." Yun Lang held back for a long time, "Since I've taken it, it's mine."

Xiao Shuo had indeed said this himself, but he couldn't refute it for a while, and looked at the desperate General Yun on the couch in disbelief.

"I've taken your jade pendant too, several times, mine."

Yun Lang searched around: "I've worn your cloak several times, it's mine."

"..." Xiao Shuo gritted his teeth, "Yun Lang, don't push yourself—"

"Your arm, I've pulled it." Yun Lang said nonsense, "Your leg, I've touched it."

With a blushing face on his face, Yun Lang's eyes wandered: "Your ass..."

Xiao Shuo stared at him and said coldly, "Yun, Lang!"

Yun Lang was very ripe, sitting on the couch hot, and said in a low voice: "You..."

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