Dream Hua Embers Records

Early the next morning, in Yan Qihao's study, Qing Bo and Xie De stood at the bottom.

"How was his life last night?" Yan Qihao's tone was a little eager.

"Mr. Sanlang is so good that it makes people feel distressed. He doesn't care about or complain. He always has a smile on his face. The rough meal in the morning is delicious and sweet. He also said that he would come to pay his respects to the prince." Uncle Qing answered with a bow. road.

"No! Don't allow him to step out of that courtyard gate!"

"Then... Mr. Sanlang wants a chamber pot or Gong barrel, which is more convenient at night, okay?" Seeing Yan Qihao's face changed, Uncle Qing's tone became more cautious.

"No! Get used to him! There is a toilet in the yard, will you die if you walk a few more steps?"

"Then... Mr. Saburo also said that he needs to prepare some medicine... is that okay?"

"Dispensing medicine? What is he dispensing medicine for? Isn't it just a slap in the face? As for making such a fuss? No!"

Seeing that Yan Qihao was angry, Qing Bo didn't dare to say any more, but bowed his head.

Yan Qihao turned his head to look at Xie De, Xie De persuaded, "Maybe the lord might go over to persuade him personally?"

"How can I persuade him? He's grown up, his wings are stiff, and he can't listen to my words. I haven't finished a sentence, and he has ten sentences waiting. I still want to live a few more years!" Yan Qihao said, holding his breath with his hands on his chest.

"Then..." Shade hesitated.

"Do as you said yesterday." Yan Qihao sighed.

"This..." Shade still hesitated.

"Go ahead, you just need to be a little bit more measured...I'll go to see him at night."

Xie De had no choice but to bow and accept the order.

"Mr. Xie." Seeing Xie De, Yan Yin hurriedly got up to say hello.

That Xie De was originally an old member of the Iron Kite Army, but because of a waist injury, he couldn't ride a horse anymore, so he has been helping Yan Qihao manage government affairs.He and Yan Qihao are named master and servant, and they are like brothers in love, so Yan Yin is also very respectful to him.

Shade was a little embarrassed, and raised his hand, revealing the sandalwood board in his hand.

Yan Yin smiled wryly, "Is this the order of my father to beat me?"

"My lord asked me to ask Mr. Sanlang first, if I promise to go to the army for training." Xie De bowed.

"If I don't agree, will you kill me?" Yan Yin still had a smile on her face, as if she wasn't talking about her own affairs.

Xie De shook his head, "My lord ordered, first ask Mr. Sanlang this sentence. If Mr. Sanlang refuses to agree, he will hit ten boards. I will ask again in a few days."

"Then hit it quickly!" Yan Yin said, tore off her coat, rolled it up in her hand, rolled it into a ball, and threw it on the ground viciously.

Qing Bo leaned over to pick up the clothes, smoothed them and folded them, and then he was about to leave.

But he was stopped by Yan Yin, "Uncle Qing, don't leave, isn't it just going to be tortured? It's not the first time...Since my father wants to humiliate me, how can I do without anyone watching?"

Hearing this, Qing Bo was very embarrassed, and stood slightly bent by the door, with his head down and his eyes looking at his feet.

Seeing that Xie De didn't move, Yan Yin sneered, "What? Do you want to go out to fight? Do you want to call all the servants in the whole house to watch?"

"Xiao Langjun, what are you talking about?" Qing Bo's voice trembled a little.

Yan Yin sneered, "Thousands of people have seen it, I don't care about the hundreds of servants in the mansion."

Xie De shook his head and sighed, "Mr. Sanlang, I've offended you." After speaking, he raised the board in his hand.

The ten boards were beaten very quickly, Yan Yin gritted her teeth and remained silent.

Shade's strikes were measured and did not break the skin and bleed.

Yan Yin jumped up, straightened her clothes, her face was covered with cold sweat, but she tried her best to raise the corners of her mouth, showing a nonchalant expression, "Then what? Should I go to my father to thank him for punishment, or should I show it to the public?"

Xie De opened his mouth, trying to persuade him, but in the end he didn't know what to say, so he closed his mouth again, and after a while he cleared his throat and said, "Your Majesty has no other orders, San Lang, please rest well." He didn't even dare to say the word "rehabilitation", for fear of stabbing this young master again.

Yan Yin was lying on the bed, pushing a hand-sized Hua Rongdao in boredom. The lacquered chessboard was inlaid with silver borders, and the ivory chess pieces were engraved with characters, which looked very valuable.

Seeing Yan Yin's fingers pushing those chess pieces like flying, Qing Bo couldn't help but praise, "Mr. Sanlang is really skilled at playing."

"Hmm..." Yan Yin frowned and replied, "The shortest number of steps is 110 steps, but it doesn't always go so smoothly. Sometimes I take a wrong step and it takes dozens of steps to get back." Just as he was speaking, the piece of Cao Cao fell out from the bottom of the chessboard, and after only a moment, Yan Yin had already unlocked the Huarong Road.

It seemed that the pain behind her was unbearable, Yan Yin frowned, threw the chessboard to the bedside, let out a long sigh, and buried her face on the pillow.

Seeing Yan Yin's forbearance, Uncle Qing was so distressed that he almost cried, "Young Lord, this old servant will go to the prince for some medicine."

"No need, this little injury won't kill you..." Yan Yin's voice sounded muffled from between her face and the pillow.

After a long time, seeing that Uncle Qing didn't answer, Yan Yin turned around and saw that Uncle Qing had gone out.

A line of tears, left behind in a daze, flowed into the smile lines at the corner of the mouth, turning into bitterness between the lips and teeth.

Holding a bowl of soup medicine, Qing Bo rushed over in a small step, "Mr. Sanlang, hurry up! Drink it while it's hot. The prince specially ordered it to be boiled for you."

Yan Yin took the bowl of medicine, sniffed it slightly, took another sip, put the bowl on the table, shook her head and said, "I can't drink this medicine."

Qingbo laughed and said, "You are so old, why are you still afraid of taking medicine like you were when you were a child? There are candies here. I remember when you were young, you loved candy the most!" Qingbo pointed to the lion candies on the tray.

Yan Yin smiled wryly, "I haven't eaten candy for a long time... I am not afraid of suffering..."

"Then drink it quickly! After drinking it, the injury will heal faster, and the pain will disappear."

Yan Yin shook her head, "Is the doctor in the house the same as before?"

"No...it turns out that that one was kicked out by the prince a long time ago because he didn't heal the princess well. Now this one is specially hired from Ningbian and is very famous in the local area."

"Is there anyone in the family who often gets sick and takes medicine? Father?"

"My lord just has some old war wounds on his body. Whenever it is cloudy and rainy, he will have a dull pain. He doesn't take medicine much in his daily life, but occasionally puts on some plaster. But the young man is carved out of the same mold as the Sanlang, always Sick, even the eyebrows and eyes are very similar!"

"Xiao Wu?" Yan Yin pondered, "Bring him to see me when you have time, and I'll give him a pulse. Next time, Father will put on the plaster, don't throw away the leftovers, show me..."

"Mr. Sanlang! Could it be that you know medicine?!" Uncle Qing was very pleasantly surprised.

Yan Yin nodded, "I can't drink this medicine, it's not good for my health." Then she picked up the medicine bowl and opened the window, "Quack doctors kill more than tens of millions, I'm afraid my father can't compare with them !" After Yan Yin finished speaking, she poured the medicine out of the window.

"Little bastard!" came an angry shout.

The two people in the room looked up and saw Yan Qihao was standing outside the window, the toes of his shoes and the corners of his robe were completely soaked by the liquid medicine.

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