Your Highness asked me to pay him back his honor

Yun Lang was careless for a while, and was carried out from the hole he dug by himself, lying on the shoulder of His Highness King Yan, and waved to Shang Ke with complicated emotions.

Shang Ke sat in front of the table, dazed and didn't know how to hide, facing the slap raised high by his mentor, speechless.

The situation below has been firmly blocked by the closed door.

……

The secret door was closed, and there was no more movement in the room.

Yunlang was placed on the couch, a seat was added to the back, and a stove was placed in his arms.

Songyinju has always been deserted, only people from Prince Yan's mansion came, and today even the elegant room next door was taken by General Yun, and no one disturbed him.

Yun Lang swallowed, and looked at His Royal Highness King Yan who was making tea calmly at the table.

He made an appointment with Shang Ke today, and he already had the idea of ​​adult beauty.Do two things for one thing, fight with Shang Ke on one side, and on the other side have sent soldiers to secretly participate in political affairs and send letters. If you have time, you can go to Songyinju, Zuixianlou, in Haishi.

When Shenzhizhengshi came, Yunlang actually heard that there were accompanying guests.It's just that he and Shang Ke were too busy trying to persuade Kaifeng Yin, who was drunk and passed out, not to cry, so he had no time to pay attention and listen carefully.

... never expected.

Yun Lang knew he was wrong, and looked at Xiao Shuo's expression: "Little prince..."

Xiao Shuo discarded the first tea, brewed the tea again, scalded and washed the tea set, and raised his eyes upon hearing this.

Yun Lang shut up, and sat back holding the stove.

I don’t know how much I should listen to, and I have heard everything I shouldn’t have heard.

The situation in front of me, the calmer it is, the more disturbing it is.

"Your Highness is very reserved."

Yun Lang told Xiao Xiao Wangye to watch calmly, he was in a bad mood, and he glanced around and praised him first: "You can even crush three teacups when you are an official, but your highness can calm down, be calm and steady, and not show any emotions." ..."

Xiao Shuo said indifferently: "Why do you think I am making tea?"

Yun Lang: "..."

Xiao Shuo pushed aside the wreckage of the old teapot, put the new teapot aside, put the lid on, and held back the curling heat.

Yun Lang got up immediately, pulled open the window, turned his head and ran out.

He just stepped out of one leg, and the force that caused the belt to catch up pulled him, and he couldn't help himself, and leaned firmly on the thick soft fur piled behind him.

……

Over the years, it is not entirely clear how much the young prince's skills have improved.The ability to catch people back from the window, but I'm afraid they have already perfected it.

Yunlanghu fell into Pingyang, trapped in the warm soft fur and thick quilt, and finally closed his eyes heroically: "...that's all."

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand to wrap around Yun Lang's shoulders, trying to help him sit up.

Yun Lang had completely given up on his stubbornness, he tore his bones and leaned on Prince Xiao's arm, motionless, waiting anxiously for Qiu Hou to settle the score.

Xiao Shuo supported him, his eyes touched the soft and quiet man with his eyes closed between his arms, his heart suddenly called for a hand to be squeezed hard, and his arms were pulled together.

Yun Lang sensed that something was wrong, he was startled, and opened his eyes: "Xiao Shuo?"

The force behind his back almost tightened him, Yun Lang felt a little pain, but he didn't care, he stretched out his hand to grab Xiao Shuo: "Are you scared? It's okay, I'm here, I'm fine from head to toe, I can run, jump, and Can make you so angry that you can't sleep..."

Xiao Shuo told him to knock the last sentence into his heart, he was silent for a long time, slowly released his strength, and put Yun Lang on the couch.

Seeing his expression, Yun Lang hesitated for a while, and moved to rub against him.

Xiao Shuo stood quietly by the couch, couldn't see his expression clearly, but still stretched out his hands to wrap around Yunlang's shoulders and neck, and rubbed them slowly.

The palms protect the back of the neck, the strength is neither light nor heavy, and the warmth is released little by little.

Yun Lang breathed out comfortably, leaned back, and said softly, "Xiao Shuo."

He knew which words could best kill Xiao Wangye's heart, so if he could hide some things, he would hide them, and if he couldn't hide them, he tried to hide them.

But today, in order to cover Shang Ke's words, he accidentally set a trap for himself that he couldn't get out of.

"Talk the same thing...I'm different from Shang Ke."

Yun Lang tugged at the corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice: "Although he and Shen Zhizheng are masters and apprentices, after all they haven't seen each other for so many years, they feel so guilty... Guilt has accumulated for a long time, and it has become a barrier that keeps them from opening their mouths."

"The elders have no faults with the younger ones. Find an excuse to make your heart hurt, and you can say anything."

Yun Lang: "But why do you feel sorry for me? You and I have so many good days, and the affairs at hand are settled, so we can enjoy endless happiness in the future."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes and listened quietly, then nodded.

Yun Lang didn't expect him to be able to listen to it. He was secretly surprised that the little prince's progress was so remarkable, and he was overjoyed: "As for...you asked me about the prison in Dali Temple several times. Soaked, took a bath, lay down in the prison, and slept..."

Yun Lang coughed, and bit the bullet: "Also... more or less the same."

Xiao Shuo clasped his warm palms, put Wu in his palms, and nodded.

Seeing that he was not angry, Yun Lang almost couldn't believe it, and was overjoyed: "As for——"

Xiao Shuo asked, "As for what?"

Just as Yun Lang was about to say something again, he caught sight of the things Xiao Shuo was holding in his sleeves, and paused for a while, suddenly feeling something was wrong.

If you are not angry, you will not be angry.

It can't help...too not angry. Now Xiao Wangye has attained the Tao in his dream, calm and dignified, showing neither emotion nor anger.Yun Lang didn't know well, and the window couldn't be opened, so he twisted his body and wanted to break free from the gentle village: "Brother Shang! Open the door, I think of something important—"

It was too late to speak halfway, Xiao Shuo grabbed his shoulders and arms, hit him hard, and sat back on the couch.

Before he could react, he heard a crackling sound, and the hard iron hoop was handcuffed, firmly locked between his right wrists.

Yun Lang was stunned, and Pi Yi raised his head and stared at him.

"You're right."

Xiao Shuo's tone was still calm, and he passed the iron chain around the bed: "I don't need to feel sorry for you."

Yun Lang collapsed for a while: "Did you just listen to this sentence?!"

"The past is over, if you continue to talk about it blindly, it will only increase your troubles."

Xiao Shuo ignored him, brought another iron hoop over, and handcuffed Yun Lang's left hand: "It's just that if you had told me earlier that your old disease and serious injury would have healed half as quickly."

Just as Yun Lang was about to touch the wire to remove the lock, he was slightly startled when he heard the words, and stopped, only to be belatedly aware of the warmth between his wrists.

The two iron cuffs looked ordinary, with hard lumps of iron on the outside, but the inside was made of extremely soft and soft cloth, which was made into a cloth bag, and inside was coarse salt, a medicinal material.

Putting it on the stove for a while, the large grains of coarse salt inside have been roasted hot, and the iron hoop squeezed it, sticking warmly to the wrist.

Yun Lang shook his wrist, heard the clang of the iron chain, and frowned: "It hurts."

"To dispel dampness and dispel cold, it will hurt a little at first."

Xiao Shuo said: "When it rains and snows, you feel so uncomfortable that you can't even lift your hands. Imperial Physician Liang has been worrying about it for a long time, but he never figured out the reason, and he still doesn't know where to start."

Yun Lang was stunned, but his heart was concerned, and he raised his head to look at Xiao Shuo.

Xiao Shuo stretched out his hand, wrapped his arms around his cool chest and shoulders, stroked his palm gently, and told him to lie down slowly on the couch.

"Physician Liang has been worried about her for a long time."

Yun Lang muttered: "Have you been worried about it for longer?"

Xiao Shuo didn't reply, he untied Yunlang's hairband, told him to lie down more easily, and pulled the thin quilt over again.

Yun Lang only felt the heat burning between his wrists, and after that moment of comfort passed, it was as if a trace of cool air came out from the cracks in his bones.

With soreness and pain, he was so tired that it almost made him think that there was another blizzard outside.

Yun Lang took a low breath and tried his best to endure it for a while, but couldn't help it: "It's almost there?"

"Wait until the coarse salt is not hot." Xiao Shuo said, "Dry it and replace it, three times a day, for three months."

"Three months—"

Yun Lang was angry: "It's just that I usually feel sore and can't use any strength, so I need to be punished like this?!"

Yun Lang couldn't even hold the wire for picking the lock, and finally figured out why the little prince used the wrist guards as the wrist guards, and why he made it into the posture of iron shackles and handcuffs on purpose.

Yun Lang had been injured quite a few times, he was not afraid of being stabbed with a knife, or stabbed with a whip, but he was only afraid of the inexplicable soreness and weakness, and he couldn't bear it any more: "Take it apart, it's really uncomfortable..."

Xiao Shuo lowered his eyes: "Is it hard to be in a water prison?"

Yun Lang froze for a moment, and the conversation was firmly blocked back, making no sound.

Xiao Shuo sat in front of the couch, holding Yun Lang's hand.

The water prison under the charter prison, the icy salt water that can freeze and suffocate people alive.

He had heard of this kind of torture in Dali Temple before, the salt water stung the wounds on the body, and the cold moisture seeped into the bone crevices, entrenched and took root.

Yunlang and him explore Yuying Pavilion in Dali Temple and fall into charter prison.Yun Lang was trapped in a dream, trembling and curled up in his arms, his body was cold and cold, only the last bit of warmth remained in his heart.

Xiao Shuo leaned over and kissed the corner of Yun Lang's lips that had almost lost its color.

Yun Lang's seven-pointed mind was trapped in the torment between his wrists, he didn't have any thoughts at first, but when he asked him to cover it gently, his breath couldn't help but stagnate slightly.

Xiao Shuo used both hands to press Yunlang without moving around, and with the slight heat behind his ears, he kissed his eyebrows and eye ends like a dragonfly splashing on water, down to the more handsome and sharp outline than when he was young, and tasted it carefully and warmly.

Yun Lang was distracted, couldn't help but feel hot for a moment, and suddenly realized something was wrong: "You read it too?!"

Xiao Xiaowang's posture in kissing him is obviously different, no doubt he must have read the secret book of erotic palace.

Yun Lang almost made him seduce him so much that he forgot about the pain in his wrist. When he realized that his neck was still going down, he was shocked for a moment: "When did you watch it? Didn't the back burn? Why is there still..."

Xiao Shuo's breath was not much more stable than his, his chest heaved slightly, and he was silent for a while: "Just now."

Yun Lang: "..."

Yun Lang didn't know what to say for a while: "Just now you and Shen Zhizheng were sitting together in this Songyin Ju... Was that just now?"

Yun Lang couldn't figure it out: "The old man didn't ask you, so he couldn't put down the book, did he read some famous classics?"

"You left a crack in the door, and Shenzhi Zhengshi listened to the two of you talking, concentrating on it, and didn't notice it."

Xiao Shuo said: "I went to Prince Jing's mansion and borrowed a copy from him, I wanted to make amends to you..."

Lying on the couch, Yun Lang finished with mixed feelings: "I can't help but be thirsty for knowledge, so I read it first."

For a while, Xiao Shuo couldn't let go like General Yun, so he was silent for a while, and bit his throat slowly.

After biting, he didn't move away immediately, still sticking to the bitten place, warm and soft, warm and comforting.

The back of Yunlang's spine went numb, his mind was over, and he let out a muffled groan and fell softly on the couch.

He hadn't seen it until here, and he didn't have the slightest idea what would happen next.

Most likely... the erotic palace.

This way, that way.

Yun Lang couldn't catch his breath, and couldn't think about the pain in his wrist anymore, so he lay back on the couch and asked His Royal Highness King Yan to grind it.

Xiao Xiaowang is a serious person, and he is serious when doing this kind of thing, even being gentle with each other is as serious as practicing martial arts.

But for this seriousness, even in such a situation where the old prime minister could pass by after seeing it, he still held out Peiran's sincerity out of ten. Yunlang told him to clasp his hands, close his eyes, and surrender: "Let's do it..."

Xiao Shuo's voice was hoarse: "What?"

"The right time and place."

Yun Lang suppressed the boundless tension in his heart, lay down tremblingly, raised his head and showed his neck: "Go."

Xiao Shuo: "..."

Xiao Shuo looked at Yun Lang's neck waiting to be killed, and stretched out his hand to cover Yun Lang's neck. Just as he was about to speak, his expression suddenly moved slightly.

Yun Lang was still waiting for the legendary first pain, when Xiao Shuo suddenly pulled the thin quilt tightly and covered him, and opened his eyes: "What's wrong?"

"Secret guards from the Guards Division inspecting."

Xiao Shuo said: "It should be you and me who attracted us... The palace is at the end of its rope, and we have caught some of our mistakes, no matter how big or small it is."

Yun Lang was slightly taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"...North Korea and China officials."

Xiao Shuo said: "Any adult who has an official title is not allowed to stay overnight in restaurants without a reason."

Yun Lang: "???"

"Back when you lingered in Zuixianlou, before you reached the crown, the late emperor never changed this law."

Xiao Shuo knew that he must have never memorized this one: "This restaurant is opened by King Jing, and King Jing himself came to collect the bill at night, and he was fined ten gold, and his salary was reduced by half a noble."

Yun Lang really didn't know this, and a group of people came in by accident, and he couldn't lie down anymore, so he wanted to sit up: "I'm going out——"

"No need."

Xiao Shuo pressed on his shoulder: "Kaifeng Yin is in charge of Kaifeng, and has the right to inspect shops in various squares and cities, but he is not subject to this rule. Tell him to go out and deal with it."

Xiao Shuo looked at Yun Lang: "Did you secretly wake up Kaifeng Yin when you were talking to Shang Ke?"

"It's true... I tapped his Tanzhong acupoint, and I woke up from the pain no matter how drunk I was."

Yun Lang shook his wrist, jingling to his heart: "But what can he do? Tell Kaifeng Yin to lie? Why don't you ask me to dance in a girl's clothes, and you run away while you're in trouble..."

Xiao Shuo's eyes darkened for a moment, looking at the slender and neat General Yun, he retracted without a trace, and said softly: "He also wants to protect his old friend."

Yun Lang was slightly startled, and met the little prince's gaze, but said nothing.

The secret guards of the bodyguard department are not often dispatched, but they also have the authority to inspect.Undoubtedly, they came to their place tonight, with great momentum along the way, and they have been checked to the door.

Kaifeng Yin made a private visit in private tonight, inspected the shops in Fangshi, and handed over his waist badge to verify his authenticity.

The dark guard looked vigilantly, and scanned the two elegant rooms: "Who is that, and what are they here for?"

"Idlers."

Wei Zhun stopped at the door, fabricating the truth for the first time in his life, gritted his teeth and said, "Come to the restaurant to visit friends."

The dark guard frowned: "What is Mr. Shenzhi Zhengshi here for?"

"It's late at night, and the students are still missing, and the family is worried."

Wei Zhun said, "Come to the restaurant to look for someone."

Officials are not allowed to stay overnight in restaurants without reason. If the reasons are reasonable, they will not be allowed.

Even though the secret guard was waiting for an opportunity to find fault, he was still afraid of Xiao Shuo, glanced at him, and said hastily: "His Royal Highness King Yan—"

"His Royal Highness Yan Wang is in charge of the front office of the palace, patrolling the capital, and the view of intersection here is the best."

Wei Zhun was at the end of his words, so he stood guard at the door of Songyin Residence, trying his best to say: "Come to the restaurant to inspect..."

The hidden guard was almost stunned, and saw a shadowy figure on the couch in the room at a glance, and it seemed that there was another person, so he couldn't help being overjoyed: "That's it! What are you doing here in the middle of the night?!"

Wei Zhun turned around and took a look: "..."

Seeing that he was being pushed hard, Shang Ke couldn't bear it any longer, and wanted to speak for Wei Zhun, stepped forward and looked into the room: "..."

Standing in front of the door, Shang Ke looked at the chains on the wrists of the cloaked General Yun, and looked up at the unfathomable King Yan.

The hidden guard couldn't see who was inside, but seeing these people hesitated to speak, he knew that the question was probably on point, and couldn't hold back, so he wanted to force his way in.

Wei Zhun took a step forward and blocked the door.

"Master Wei!"

The dark guard said in a deep voice: "We are ordered to patrol the capital, if there are idlers who stay in the middle of the night without revealing their identities or reasons—"

"Princess Yan."

Wei Zhun closed his eyes: "In the middle of the night, I came to the restaurant...to serve the bed."