The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

Seeing his body's reaction suddenly, I almost laughed so hard that I fell off.

"Do you know what you look like now?"

"Like, like what?"

"The wet handkerchief in winter was frozen all night, and it was like you when you brought it back."

Yan Li tried to imagine that kind of handkerchief, and found that it was indeed quite similar. He felt embarrassed, and then he tried his best to collapse his waist and calves, at least it would not be so strange for the master to hold it.

The charcoal fire in the room was booming, Yan Li was put into the warm bed, her pale face finally turned rosy.

Xue Lang tried his best to hide his smile, and sat at the table drinking herbal tea with the cup on his lips. When he thought of Yan Li's pitiful appearance of "dominating others" and obeying himself, he couldn't help but want to laugh out loud. Voice.

Yan Li lifted the quilt and got hurt when he got out of bed. He planned to keep silent, but when he caught a glimpse of Xue Lang holding back his laughter, he was about to pass out, but no matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't figure out why he had offended his master, so he had no choice but to say "" rescue" him.

"hiss."

"What's wrong?" Xue Lang really "got the trick", put down his teacup and came to care for him, "The wound hurts? Go to bed and lie down."

Yan Li put one hand on the arm that Xue Lang sent, twitched the corners of his mouth, and said coldly: "Master, you can laugh if you want to, don't worry about your subordinates."

Xue Lang pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were full of smiles, what should I do, I have annoyed the little wolf dog.

When he was thinking about how to remedy it, Yan Li let out a subdued groan, Xue Lang lifted his clothes when he saw this, and sure enough, a large amount of blood oozes from the gauze.

He stopped laughing now, went to get the medicine and new gauze instead, poked his forehead and cursed: "I don't have a long memory!"

Yan Li let him vent his anger with his head up, showing his fragile neck, and said softly: "This subordinate knows his mistake."

Xue Lang was really annoyed by him, he gently rubbed the top of his hair, and said, "Don't correct your mistakes, you're used to it."

He carefully changed the medicine for Yan Li, and when he looked up, he found that the man had fallen asleep at some point, with soft eyebrows.

There is a sleep aid in the medicine, which he asked the imperial doctor to add. Yan Li's physical condition is not suitable for running around with him, fearing that the root cause of the disease will fall in the future.

When he went out with the bloody water soaked in gauze, the little cook just met him with a food box, so he handed the water basin to the servant at the door, and asked him to watch it until Lord Yan woke up before calling him to eat.

The lunch has already been dismissed by him once, and now two or three hours later, the cook in the mansion was afraid of neglecting the prince, so he cooked a few side dishes and sent them to fill the prince's stomach, but they flattered the horse's leg On the next day, Xue Lang had no appetite at all.

The servant responded obediently, feeling a little afraid of this King Li who is said to be a murderer.

The matter of the murderer has not yet been settled, His Royal Highness Li Wang really couldn't eat, so he drove away the cook, and stepped on the snow to the main hall by himself, where several adults were very busy.

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11. Chapter 11

As soon as Xue Lang entered the door, they noticed it, put down the things in their hands and saluted respectfully: "My lord."

He waved his hands, opened his robes and sat down, and said: "My lords, you have worked hard. The past few days have been complicated. Please take care of me."

When such polite words came out of his mouth, half of the people present were speechless, and their hearts were like a mirror, which meant that he really didn't intend to care about it?

Xing Xin bit the bullet and hinted: "My lord, there are many things here that still require you to make decisions."

Xue Lang was in a daze for a moment, as if he had thought of something, he smiled meaningfully, and stared at Xing Xin and the others with chills all over their bodies.

Fortunately, he quickly straightened his complexion, and said sternly: "The progress of the murderer is slow. This matter is not settled for a day, and Wu'an is not peaceful for a day. Now Zhou Linxue has been imprisoned. Just waiting for the result, this king will go and catch this monster himself." head, to eliminate harm for the people."

"As for the treatment of floods, my lords must be very experienced. I'm a martial artist, so I really can't provide practical advice." Xue Lang paused, "In this case, I allow you to do it freely, and ask Lord Yan if you are not sure. "

When it came to this point, they couldn't persuade them, and they were given a blow in the head by King Li's "a martial artist", so they had to agree bitterly, and in the end they had to be grateful to His Highness Li Wang for his trust.

Xue Lang is not the master who eats dry food and does not work, so he immediately promised everyone: "When we return to Lingyang, all the credit will be due to you, and this king will also speak a few words of kindness for you in front of the father. So, thank you in advance adults."

After all, he arched his hands proudly.

Xing Xin immediately widened his eyes in fear: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, the prince loves you so much."

Xue Lang waved his hand and said that they deserved it, so these people's faces became happy, and they worked harder, looking forward to returning to Lingyang soon to be promoted.

"By the way, have you been notified about the donation? What do the rich gentry say?"

Xing Xin showed him the list and said, "They are very positive. Master Liu donated 3000 taels of silver as soon as he heard that the prince was going to deal with the murderer himself."

"Good job, let's go."

"Yes."

The lively atmosphere in the main hall was restored, Xue Lang walked around with the teapot in his arms twice, and after hearing some things, they were all within their ability, so he was a little relieved.

The sky was getting dark quickly, and he hadn't been out for a long time, but the lights were lit in the house. Thinking that there was still Yan Li in the house, he put down the teapot and left quietly. Steam the food on the stove, and send it in when the adults are hungry.

He had just walked away a few steps when He Shaotang landed in front of him and said hoarsely, "Master, Zhou Linxue wants to see you."

"Oh?" He got excited, turned on his toes, and asked He Shaotang to lead the way.

The mansion is only one or two streets away from the Zhou mansion. Xue Lang brushed off the snow from his body and looked back at the street. The pedestrians had already left with lanterns. When he returned, it would probably be dawn .

He Shaotang stood waiting for him at the door, silent and boring like a statue, Xue Lang couldn't help but think that if Yan Li had the temperament of his subordinate, his master might be suffocated to death first.

There was no one in the government office at the moment, only some patrolling policemen, seeing He Shaotang was like seeing a plague god, walking two steps at a time, wishing to be able to fly with wings.

Prisoners who Zhou Linxue hadn't had time to try were still locked up in the prison. They witnessed He Shaotang's tricks during the day, and when they saw him again at night, they all huddled in a corner, and the noisy prison was filled with the sound of snakes, rats and ants crawling.

Yes, the ability to be scary is not in vain.Xue Lang nodded in satisfaction.

When he reached the innermost cell, He Shaotang stopped and stepped aside, allowing Xue Lang to see clearly what was going on inside.

He Shaotang doesn't use a torture room to interrogate people, he only uses a long whip with fine or scattered barbs on it, those big thorns fall on the person's body, with one hook, they can easily hook off a piece of flesh.

In the cell, Zhou Linxue was chained to the wall. He didn’t have a single piece of good flesh on his body. Today, he lost at least thirty catties. On the wall opposite him, hung his son, who was bleeding but not breathing. The wounds on his body were similar to Zhou Linxue’s. It's exactly the same, but with more meat.

The hay on the ground had been soaked in blood for a day and turned a deep dark red. The blood clots were congealed in the corner, feeding a huge mouse with several blood clots on the thick hair. It had curved fangs, A thin straw rope was tied around his thick neck, and he seemed to have drunk a lot of blood, and his scarlet mouse eyes were fixed on Zhou Linxue who had no resistance.

This thing really eats people, showing its fierce face, only when it touches He Shaotang's indifferent eyes, it restrains itself a little.

Xue Lang walked into the cell as if nothing had happened, and kicked over the table in front of Zhou Linxue. Zhou Linxue was awakened by the movement, opened his eyes and saw He Shaotang, and couldn't help but flinch.

Xue Lang at the side told him to ignore him. Xue Lang put on a smirk, stepped on the overturned table leg, and asked casually: "Master Zhou, begging to see the king late at night, is it possible that it is just to see the king again?" A shadow guard?"

Knowing that the situation was over, Zhou Linxue begged in a low voice: "My lord, as long as I let my son go, Zhou will tell you everything."

Xue Lang sneered: "Hey, if you dare to negotiate terms with me, He Shaotang, you tell him what will happen to the person who said such things to me?"

He Shaotang put on a cold face in cooperation: "Dead."

Of course it wasn't an ordinary death. With He Shaotang's method, even if Zhou Linxue was stripped down to a skeleton, he would still be able to hold his breath.

Xue Lang looked at him leisurely and said, "Master Zhou, do you want to tell me? If you don't, well, that's right, He Shaotang, how long has it been since that rat ate meat?"

He Shaotang lowered his eyebrows and answered, "Half a month."

"Tsk tsk," Xue Lang shook his head, and said to himself, "It must be starving, cut off an arm for it."

He Shaotang took the order and pulled out a dagger from his boots. Zhou Linxue's face turned pale with fright, but he gritted his teeth and refused to reveal anything. It was just an arm, and it was worth it to save his son's life.

Who would have thought that He Shaotang turned around and went to the opposite side, facing his comatose son Zhou Zhong, the severe pain stimulated him to wake up immediately, he slammed his back against the wall frantically, and cried out in pain, "Dad! Daddy save me!" !"

If he had known about today, he should have, he should have intercepted and killed Xue Lang at the shelter point!

He Shaotang was unmoved, the dagger was extremely sharp, with only two cuts, one arm was hanging powerlessly on the wall, and he was separated from Zhou Zhong. Zhou Zhong's eyes were tearing apart, his anger surpassed his fear, and he struggled desperately on the chain. Xue Lang roared: "Kill you! Kill you! I'm going to kill you, ah!"

After such a long time, he still couldn't put his mouth clean. He Shaotang frowned slightly, pulled out a whip and hit him on the mouth.