The shadow guard laughs at me with a broken sleeve

Master Yan, please eat. "

The sudden voice outside the door pulled Yan Li back from his unrestrained thoughts, and he patted his face vigorously to let people in.

The adults from Lingyang City guarded Xue Lang when he went out, asking questions, worried about whether he was injured, Xue Lang sneered and said it was all right, a bunch of hindsight.

After researching the handful of incense ashes, the over fifty-year-old imperial doctor was staggered to be supported, and told Xue Lang that there was indeed something wrong with the incense. It was soaked in sweat medicine, so it would not be able to ignite, but the problem was the sweat medicine. Water is soluble in fire and combustible.

The imperial physician has worked in the palace for more than 20 years and has never known this kind of medicinal material, but Xue Lang felt familiar with it. When he was in Dachu, he often dealt with this Mongolian sweat medicine. Sometimes others used it to harm him, and more often he let it go. on someone else.

After that, Xue Lang went to see Zhou Linxue alone, no emotion could be seen in his black eyes, Zhou Linxue only felt that the storm was coming.

He was terrified, could it be that King Li knew something?He knew that that idiot who could only kill was unreliable!

In the plum garden, Xue Lang brushed away the snow that had fallen on his shoulders all the way, and turned his back to Zhou Linxue, with a flat voice: "Zhou Zhixian, did you know that there were villains in your house last night?"

Zhou Linxue was startled, and the fat all over his body trembled, he bowed his body and lowered his head, and said with a wry smile: "My lord, I tried my best to protect the official silver last night, so the rescue came late, I hope my lord forgive me. "

As early as knowing that the assassination failed, Zhou Linxue held his breath and stabbed himself a few times. It looked terrifying, but he didn't hurt his muscles or bones.

"What if the king says no forgiveness?"

Zhou Linxue trembled even more, he was just greedy for some silver taels, he never thought of risking his life!

Xue Lang smiled lowly for a while, and then asked again: "Guan Yin? Is it important that Guan Yin has my king's life? The assassin yesterday was ruthless, but he must take my king's life."

Without giving Zhou Linxue time to react, Xue Lang turned around suddenly, stared at him condescendingly, and said domineeringly, "Are you coming so late to save me, or to stop me?"

Only then did Zhou Linxue feel that something was wrong. The person in front of him was the Prince of Daqing who had endured humiliation for nearly ten years. His little tricks might have been seen through long ago.

He immediately knelt down in fear, denying it to the death: "My lord is wronged! I have absolutely no intention of doing this, really, really that person is too insidious! He used a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain..."

"Okay, there's no need to talk," Xue Lang interrupted his chatter, and said slowly, "After I returned to my room last night, I only woke up after hearing the sound of fighting, and I was still a little unconscious. In the past year, there has never been such a mistake, tell me, why is this?"

For some reason, he burned three incense sticks in his room and soaked in Mongolian sweat medicine. It must not be Daqing's thing, otherwise he could not have been unprepared at all. Most likely, it was from Dachu.

Zhou Linxue explained without hesitation: "It must be that the prince drank alcohol last night, and the hangover and headache are so hot."

Xue Lang walked down the steps, with a slightly higher voice: "Oh? Is Zhou Zhi County to blame this king for being greedy for drinking?"

"No, I dare not, my lord, this is not the idea of ​​the lower officials!"

In the winter, Zhou Linxue's forehead was beaded with fine beads of sweat, and he stared anxiously at the snow in front of him.

Xue Lang paced around him silently, and when he came back to him, he bent down and looked at him, and whispered, "The burning incense in this king's room seems to be used only by the royal family of Great Chu?"

Zhou Linxue was terrified, kowtowed and shouted for injustice: "My lord is wronged, how could such a thing be possible in the lower court!"

He knew that once the hat of "treason" was removed, his life might be lost anytime, anywhere.

But Xue Lang didn't intend to give him a chance, he straightened up and looked away, and announced in a cold voice: "Come here, Zhou Linxue is suspected of collaborating with the enemy and traitorous country, and he will be sent to prison to wait for his punishment."

Although I don't know where the prince came to this conclusion, but this does not prevent the imperial guards who had squatted nearby early in the morning from rushing out to escort Zhou Linxue away.

After the "abuse of power" dealt with Zhou Linxue, Xue Lang chose a single plum in the plum garden. On the slender branch, there was only one flower bud growing against the wind.

He brought this plum blossom to Yanli and told him that he could only walk out of the door when the plum blossoms were in full bloom.

Xue Lang was in a good mood, and teased, "Let him supervise your recovery for this king."

After Yan Li accepted the plum blossoms, her mind was still in a daze, and she sat there for two or three hours before frantically putting the warm broken branches in her hands into the vase.

After dinner, Xue Lang interrogated Zhou Linxue overnight. Since he couldn't use the punishment, that guy was very stubborn and couldn't say anything useful. Since he couldn't say anything, he didn't mind helping him.

At dawn, he came out of the prison, yawned, and ordered the guards to search Zhou Linxue's house on the grounds of the three incense sticks in his room.

It's called a search, but it's actually a search.

When they were acting, Xue Lang planned to go back and catch up on a good night's sleep, but the place where he used to live still had traces of the sweat medicine, so he climbed into Yan Li's bed quite naturally.

Yan Li couldn't rest for a moment, he walked around the yard a few times after he was able to get down to the ground, he wanted to dance with a spear and stick, but the wound was too big, so he had to give up.

When Xue Lang came, he happened to be away. As soon as he came back, he saw Xue Lang occupying his bed, sleeping soundly, without even a quilt, his hair was spread messily on the pillow, his face was tired, and his eyes were still black and blue. You can tell that you stayed up all night again.

He covered Xue Lang with a quilt, and when he accidentally touched Xue Lang's hair, his fingertips trembled and burned, like an ice field collapsing, revealing the deepest fire, burning all the way to Yan Li's heart, warm It encouraged him to take the man in front of him as his own.

When he came back to his senses, that restless hand had already touched Xue Lang's smooth and jade-like face. His face trembled, and he let his heart roar like a tsunami. Get out, close the door for Xue Lang, and warn the servants in a low voice not to approach this room.

Xue Lang lifted his eyelids wearily, looked at the tall silhouette outside the door and smiled subconsciously, then turned over and continued to sleep.

It happened that the servant of the household department came to look for Yanli and wanted to ask where Xue Lang had gone, but he didn't see anyone early in the morning.

Yan Li pulled him away a little, and then told him coldly: "Master is resting in my room, Mr. Xing has something to discuss later."

Xing Xin couldn't help looking behind him: "Why is the prince in your room?"

Yan Li was cold, and stood in front of him. Fortunately, Xing Xin was not a stalker, so he focused on Yan Li after muttering: "Master Yan, can you take a step to speak?"

"En." Yan Li responded, then turned around and told his servants, "Take care of the prince."

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9. Chapter 9

In the meeting room, Ye Hang and the others seemed to have been waiting for a long time, and felt like they were sitting on pins and needles during the time Xing Xin left.

Seeing Xing Xin leading someone in, he hastily went up to him: "Wang..."

When he approached and found that it was Yan Li, he stopped suddenly, almost unable to breathe, and called out in a low voice, "Master Yan."

Yan Li nodded slightly: "Lord Xing."

When he was seated, Ye Hang grabbed Xing Xin, and the two muttered a few words, but he didn't listen carefully, only one sentence could fall into his ears: "The prince said, what Yan Li means is what he means."

So it was rare for him to take the initiative to ask: "What difficulties have the adults encountered?"

Ye Hang and Xing Xin looked at each other, coughed, and asked impatiently: "My lord said that Zhou Linxue collaborated with the enemy and treasoned the country, is this true?"

Yan Li was a little surprised, but others would definitely not be able to see it. Although he didn't know where the master came to the conclusion, it didn't prevent him from standing on the same side as him: "Yes."

Someone else asked, "Do you have evidence?"

This kind of thing, no matter who it is placed on, is a serious crime of ransacking the family and exterminating the clan. They didn't want to defend Zhou Linxue, but they only wanted to deal with floods before they came. If collaborators and traitors are found out, this trip will not be so good I'm back.

evidence?Yan Li firmly believed that Xue Lang was definitely not a man of empty words, so the blind Yan Li threw the question back in a cold voice in order to cooperate with Xue Lang: "Evidence? Didn't the prince give you the evidence?"

"Here," Xing Xin said with embarrassment, "a few pillars of tranquilizing incense, what can it explain?"

Because they really didn't understand King Li's temper, they didn't dare to talk too much. If King Li really wanted to punish Zhou Linxue to death, he could just sneak around in hiding, so why bother to involve these small officials to follow up the investigation.

Yan Li closed his eyes and acted in a routine: "It's better to kill by mistake than to let it go. Wu'an is a heavy city. If Da Chu really makes a hole here, can you afford it?"

His menacing eyes swept across the crowd below, without getting angry, he imitated Xue Lang's imposing manner ten to ten.

Even so, some people still frowned and were dissatisfied: "But the imperial guards searched all over the Zhou mansion, but found nothing. Could it be that the prince is making a fuss?"

"No." Yan Li retorted without even thinking about it. His slender fingers tapped the round table regularly, as if he was thinking. Some people waited with bated breath, while others dismissed it, unless he could name a flower.

And he was indeed thinking about what happened that night.

After a long while, he stated flatly: "That night, someone led me to the place where the official bank was kept in the backyard, so I was delayed. During the fight, I found that someone transported the official bank away. Those people moved very quickly, so I chased after them. At that time, it had already disappeared, so I guess, this group of people should be from the Zhou Mansion, otherwise they would not be so familiar with this place, and they wanted to embezzle official money."

It's the first time I've heard this dragon see the end