The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

He couldn't help but burst into tears, but he didn't dare to say a word, Xue Lang finally let him go, and looked at the "idle" imperial doctors in the hospital.

"Guys, don't be idle. This king takes care of your food, drink, and housing. If you don't see the antidote within half a month, you should stop living. Then why are you still alive? You still have the face to call yourself a doctor. "

After a lot of cynicism, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Wang Lin was so shocked that he didn't hear what Xue Lang told him.

"What are you thinking? If you can't hear it, cut off your ears and serve the king with wine."

The person who was dragged like something just now immediately turned into a quail, and suddenly found a sense of sympathy in the shivering old doctor.

Seeing that Xue Lang was about to yell at him regardless of his relatives, he held his breath and prepared, but the man somehow became dumb and fell silent.

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47. Relying on his favor

He cautiously took a look out of the corner of his eye, and immediately realized that it was the shadow guard who hadn't seen him for a long time standing not far away, looking at this place with a cold face.

I don't know how long he's been here, how many times he's looked at, anyway, his face is always ugly, and it's not embarrassing to be found, so he turned his head and left, and the corner of his clothes quickly disappeared from their sight.

Now Xue Lang didn't care about scolding him anymore, and chased after him in a panic, thinking while chasing him, he was in big trouble, and he didn't know if he would survive if he confessed his mistake now.

Wang Lin secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but there was another angry roar from the other end: "If you can't do what the king ordered, come and see yourself!"

"Yes!" He tightened his mind, and sighed to himself that he hadn't seen him for a few years, and his master's temper was becoming more and more unpredictable. He said that the wind is like the rain, and he taught them to be gentle with the people of Chu last month. There is only one tyrant, but fortunately there is a shadow guard to support the sky, so they can breathe a little more.

Although he didn't quite understand why his master suddenly became interested in a medicine he had never heard of, his duty was to carry out his master's orders unconditionally.

He provided the doctors and imperial physicians in another courtyard with good food and drink, and gave them what they wanted, there was only one thing, and they would never be allowed to step out of there.

Speaking of Yan Li opening his eyes in a daze that day, the tip of his nose was lingering with the slightly bitter smell of benzoin. He was all too familiar with it. It was a unique product of the nobles of the Chu Kingdom. He didn't interfere with the large boxes, and he didn't expect that one day he would use them on himself.

Needless to say, Xue Lang must have done a good job.

He was worried that something would happen to Xue Lang, so he ran out to look for him when he couldn't walk steadily, but he happened to bump into the man who gave him a lecture, and he looked very satisfied,

He couldn't let go of his scheme against him immediately, so his reaction after being discovered was to avoid, not wanting to see Xue Lang, lest he couldn't help but get angry at him.

To say that Yan Li is worthy of being Yan Li, even if he is affected by benzoin, his hands and feet are soft, he can still feel the wind under his feet, and he can even fly over the eaves and walls. Seeing that he could not catch up, Xue Lang had no choice but to knock on the pillar.

"hiss."

The voice was not loud, just enough for the people in front to hear. Sure enough, Yan Li turned around almost immediately, rushed to him and asked, "What's wrong? Where did you hit?"

Xue Lang covered his forehead, and firmly grasped his wrist with one hand. It was easy to pretend to be pitiful, but he curled his mouth and frowned, and muttered, "It hurts."

Yan Li's heart suddenly softened into a puddle of water, and he slowly pushed away his hand covering his head, a big bump suddenly appeared on his forehead, showing how hard the impact was, he wanted to touch it but didn't dare to touch it, he touched his whole body Up and down, there was nothing, and he scolded him angrily and distressedly: "What are you doing so fast, look at the road, little ancestor."

"Yanyan, Yanyan," Xue Lang didn't care about the bag on his head, he just wanted to coax him, and shook his arm and said, "I ask you, I just called you, why did you ignore me?"

He is a person who has the ability to turn black and white and then beat him up. When he said this, with that extremely aggrieved expression, it was really as if Yan Li had bullied him.

Yan Li wanted to be angry, but couldn't get angry at the big bag, and was helpless.

"I'll give you medicine first." As he said that, he turned his head and wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, someone was still dragging his wrist, Xue Lang pulled him back, held him tight and refused to let him go, and asked stickily: "Yanyan, Yanyan, are you angry with me? I was wrong, Don't ignore me, okay? Don't dare again, Yanyan."

Yan Li sighed, and compromised again without any bottom line: "You answer my question honestly, I won't be angry."

"Okay, absolutely honest." Xue Lang readily agreed.

"What do those people do?" He asked the imperial physician that Xue Lang had found, and Wang Lin might be leading him to another place at this time.

Xue Lang replied, "It's the imperial physician in the palace." As for the frightened old doctor, there is no need to say much.

Hearing what he said, Yan Li's expression softened a lot. He has a personality that doesn't like fighting, and he doesn't have the energy to care about things other than Xue Lang at the moment.

"Is there any progress on the antidote?" he asked again.

Xue Lang shook his head slowly, a little embarrassed, he couldn't tell that his Yanyan was all he was thinking about before him, and he only found these people since today, otherwise he would be so chilled.

Yan Li was not disappointed after hearing this, but murmured: "It's okay, let's think of other ways."

The person hugging him was silent for a long time, then hugged him even tighter, buried him on his shoulder and said muffledly, "I'm sorry."

It’s midsummer, and the places where there is no sunlight are extremely sweltering, people with heat stroke are everywhere, and it rained heavily last night, so only today, the sky is clear, the vegetation is flourishing with dew, and the gallery is cool Slowly, it's really a rare good weather.

Liang Shangyan passed by in pairs, expressing love for selfish desires, and the rain on the eaves was moved by something, and it poured down, crashing on the bluestone slabs. Xue Lang's words had the same effect in Yan's heart.

He was taken aback, raised his arm and caressed the man's solid back, and easily forgave him with just an apology.

"Master," he called softly, "No matter what you do, the subordinates will follow you to the death. I just hope that the master can take care of your health..."

How proud and rebellious he used to be, but in the end, he has lost his temper, and he will be flattened and rounded, but as long as he sees his happy color, he will die without regret.

Xue Lang was not happy to hear his alienated address, and said persistently: "My head hurts so much, you must still be angry with me, you don't even call me a prodigal."

"Lang...?" Yan Li couldn't help laughing, and made a gesture to poke the big bag on his head, saying, "No more nonsense, it's not just this one bag."

Xue Lang didn't hide, pretending to be surprised and said: "Are you finally going to attack me? Be gentle, I'm afraid of pain."

"Hahaha I was wrong little ancestor, don't say it."

During the fight, he accidentally touched Xue Lang's head, and he grinned in pain so unprepared, Yan Li brought him into the house with a smile and distress in his eyes.

"What are you talking about? Still making trouble."

Xue Lang relied entirely on him to lead the way, so he didn't have to struggle to identify the direction. When Yan Li looked at him, his eyes were well controlled, but when he looked elsewhere, he was always distracted.

So it was basically impossible for Yan Li to know his real situation, so he simply didn't ask, because he already had the strength to carry him back, even if he carried him.

But he suddenly remembered something, the hand that was applying the medicine to Xue Lang suddenly stopped, and he frowned and asked, "How many days have passed since I fell asleep?"

Xue Lang's heart turned cold, he laughed and said, "It could be a few days, but two or three days, I wouldn't be willing to let you suffer for so long."

Yan Li was not under his dementia attack this time, his eyes changed slightly, and he said, "If you don't tell me, you forgot what I do?"

The shadow guard, who responded to everyone, wanted to inquire about a little information that everyone knew, and it was as easy as going to his own vegetable garden to choose vegetables. In less than half a day, he was able to understand the big and small things that happened in the past month.

Not to mention the small time, he knew exactly how many times the troops outside the city fought, how far they advanced and retreated, and what decisions the coach made.

Based on this, Xue Lang had no choice but to raise his hand and surrender, telling the truth.

"Four days, I have already discussed with Rong Yi, going out of the city tonight, don't you want to go back to Daqing? We will leave later."

Yan Li withdrew his hand, went to get a new roll of gauze, shook his head after listening, his face was unexpectedly calm.

"Calculating, you have been poisoned for at least half a month, and it will take half a month to hurry back to Daqing. Ling Xiao may not know how to cure the poison, and it will be of no use if you go back... Sorry, I was impatient before. "

When Yan Li really confessed his mistake to him in turn, Xue Lang felt uncomfortable, and persuaded him softly: "You are right, it's all my fault, that kid Ling Xiao might be useful, don't worry, How do you know if you don’t go back and see?”

Yan Li still shook his head: "What if the imperial doctors succeed after we leave? Or Ling Xiao can't make an antidote within this time? I can't let you take risks."

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you. You can do whatever you want. Whether you want to stay here or go back to Daqing, I'll listen to you."

Not long after, under Xue Lang's strong protest, the several layers of gauze wrapped around his head were replaced with a bandage, making him look more or less majestic.

After taking the medicine, the two were bored in the room. Yan Li tried his best to suppress his eagerness, and tried to recall the person who was most likely to poison Xue Lang. If he found this person, he could get some original medicine from him. Then the imperial physicians would study The success rate of the antidote will undoubtedly increase a lot, and their hope will be even greater