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His heart was in a mess, and he answered with um, but he couldn't listen to what Chang Tong was saying, and suddenly he caught a clue: "Can you do me a favor?"

"what?"

"Help me find out the officials whose houses were ransacked during the 37 years from 53th to 16rd of the Dazhou Dynasty?"

"This..." With such a long time span, Chang Tong felt a little headache when he heard it, "What are you looking for?"

"Useful." Shen Jue avoided answering, "I need a list."

After all, it was still a shadow. Seeing his dignified expression at this time, Chang Tong had a guess in his heart: "Which family of criminals did you come in on behalf of?"

Shen Jue was startled, and urged: "Let's go, Xuan Xing won't wait for me, he will be back soon."

"Tell the truth, who did you come in instead of? Why did they ask you to do this? Do you know how powerful it is to reach into the shadows? Fengchi, Feng..." Chang Tong didn't dare to speak loudly , asked with a suppressed voice: "Shen Qingyang, Shen Jue, why are you pretending to be deaf on such a big matter?"

"Let's go." Shen Jue put away the drawing paper in front of the window sill, and looked at Chang Tong expressionlessly, "If you don't help me, forget it, don't ask any more questions."

"Me." Chang Tong looked at his suddenly cold eyes, and thought of the days spent together in the underground palace. During this time, he had heard a lot of gossip and gossip, but he forgot what this man had done to survive. Stopped talking, "I, I will help."

"Since you are helping me, then help me keep the secret. Otherwise, even if this woman is found, I will have the final say on whether she will live or die."

Chang Tong looked at the painting in his hand, hummed, and said in a low voice, "Take it as a deal, I don't know anything, you help me find someone, and I'll check the list for you."

"Thank you, let's go." After Shen Jue finished speaking, he lit the candlestick, put his drawing on the flame, and burned it up.

Chang Tong stood aside and watched silently as he finished burning his painting, then turned out of the bedroom, escaped the servants and guards, and left the Prime Minister's Mansion through the wall of the backyard.

Shen Jue didn't care how he got out, he pushed open the window and let the wind blow out the candlestick, stood for a while, his body was crooked, and he just fell down.

Jiasan, who was basking in the sun on the roof, just glanced at the window, and unexpectedly saw Shen Jue falling down like this, almost frightened his soul, and rushed into the yard to pick up Shen Jue.

There are willow trees planted beside Liuye Lake, and when the wind blows, the whole green sea will rise and fall. Xuan Xing stood by the lake with his hands behind his back and looked at the green lake.

There was a rushing sound of horseshoes behind him, and the visitor shouted from a long distance: "Master, Master, Young Master Shen has fainted."

Xuan Xing, who was enjoying the scenery leisurely just now, immediately turned around: "What did you say!"

There were three or four boiling pots of medicine in a row in the corridor. As soon as Xuan Xing entered the door, he could smell the strong smell of medicine. As soon as A was fanning the fire with a small fan, he stood up quickly when he saw Xuan Xing enter the door: "master."

"How could he faint suddenly?"

Jia Yi: "The witch doctor said that he had a lot of emotional ups and downs. A few days ago, he hurt his heart a little bit. He just managed to hold on to a breath and didn't faint. He didn't faint until he couldn't hold on today."

Xuan Xing didn't finish listening, and hurriedly opened the door and entered. Shen Jue lay on the step with a pale face, half of his clothes were stripped to barely cover his abdomen, and his chest was full of silver needles.

He didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as he came in, and he automatically softened his words and actions: "Witch doctor Shi Na, how is he?"

"It's okay." The witch doctor Shi Na tucked him in the quilt, "but he is deep in thought, with all kinds of worries in his heart, this time he has already hurt his heart, and I'm afraid he will vomit blood next time."

The witch doctor sighed faintly: "Which one of you is angry with him again?"

Xuan Xing didn't speak, turned around and left the bedroom, looked at Jia Yi who was in front of the medicine stove: "Come here."

Jiayi immediately put down his fan and went over: "Master."

"Did he meet anyone today? Or did he meet something?"

"No." Jia Yi, "Mr. Shen woke up and sat on the rocking chair after eating to look at the flowers and plants in the courtyard. He didn't go into the bedroom until the sun came over and wanted to sleep."

"Did you follow me when I went to sleep?"

"No, no."

Xuan Xing was furious: "Why don't you follow? I just said three days ago that he is not allowed to leave your sight in the future. Do you take my words as deaf ears? Ah! Jiayi, as the head of the guard, you keep repeating this over and over again." San's dereliction of duty, is it because he is tired of work, and wants to die, right?!"

His fists were tightly clenched, as if he would hit someone in the next second, but as soon as A knew that his master would never vent his temper on them, even if he was mad now, he would at most just curse like this , but he felt guilty. It was the first time he doubted his professional level after being the head of the guard for so many years.

What's more, they were the ones their master put on top of their hearts. It was their fault that they lost their tracking target once, fainted and got injured under their noses.

A plopped and knelt down: "It's my subordinate's dereliction of duty that caused Mr. Shen to be injured, and this subordinate is willing to be punished."

Xuan Xing looked at A Yi and closed his eyes: "Withdraw Team C from Yizhou, you go to Jiangnan to guard Shen's house."

This is a disguised transfer from Xuan Xing's side, but Jia Yi didn't complain: "Yes."

It took Xuanxing a while to suppress his panic and anger, and asked, "Did he talk to you today? What did he say?"

"He just asked about your whereabouts. I said you have an errand today and you'll be back later. Mr. Shen said yes, and didn't speak again until he entered the bedroom and said it was a nap. When he entered the door, he was in a hurry. The Xiaguan was outside, and there was less than a breath before and after, and it was said that the hand slipped, and the subordinates paid attention to it, and there was nothing unusual."

"Hand slippery." Xuan Xing laughed when he heard the words: "A martial arts practitioner, would you believe it is hand slipping?"

Believe me, A, A, A, A and IV often slipped their hands, and Mr. Shen was injured when he fought back. Isn't it normal to slip?A thought in his heart, but didn't dare to say it.

After Xuan Xing understood what Shen Jue had done today, he went back to the bedroom. The witch doctor still sat in his old position, just staring blankly at Shen Jue who was in a coma. He was almost old enough to be their grandfather, the fascinated look in his eyes easily made people think that the witch doctor was reluctant to have any other feelings for Shen Jue.

"Witch doctor." Xuan Xing called him, calling his god back, "When will he wake up?"

"Soon." The witch doctor said: "Tonight, I will guard him."

Xuan walked to Shen Jue's side, looked at the head and chest tied up like a hedgehog: "There are always people who can penetrate every corner, and I can't guard against them."

The witch doctor glanced at him: "Who did you find out made him so angry?"

Xuan Xing sighed: "I only know that there is one person, but I don't know who it is."

The witch doctor burst out laughing when he heard the words: "Yo, I didn't realize that you are also frustrated like this."