The Favoured Medical Princess: 174 Fu Ling

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In the outskirts of the royal capital, a tea shop beside the official road exudes waves of sweet and mellow aroma of wine, making people feel intoxicated just by smelling it...

A middle-aged businessman came after smelling the fragrance and saw a donkey cart parked at the entrance of the shop, with dozens of jars of wine placed on the cart. The middle-aged businessman's eyes suddenly shone and his mouth salivated. He sat down at an old but clean square table and shouted to a person who looked like a waiter: "Waiter, a bowl of wine!"

The waiter came over with a smile on his face, but said apologetically: "I'm sorry, sir, the shop doesn't sell this wine!"

The middle-aged businessman never paid much attention to this shabby tea shop. If the wine hadn't been so fragrant, he might not have been willing to stoop to enter such a shabby tea shop. Unexpectedly, he hadn't been rejected yet. . He became a little angry for a moment, took out a silver ingot worth at least ten taels from his sleeve, put it on the table with a bang, and said angrily: "Xiao Er, do you think that I can't afford it?"

"Master, please calm down! Master, please calm down!" The waiter bowed his head and said with a smile, "It's not that I won't sell the small ones, it's that I really can't sell them!"

At this time, a young scholar sitting at the table next to him interrupted: "Brother, you don't know that this is a fine wine brewed by the boss himself. It is a craft that has been passed down from family for hundreds of years. These dozens of jars The wine is twenty years old! This boss would never be willing to take it out..."

The middle-aged businessman interrupted the scholar a little impatiently: "Then since you have taken it all out, why not sell it?"

The waiter's face straightened and he said solemnly: "I don't know what I know. The reason why my boss took out these 20 years of fine wine today is not to sell it, but just to welcome the heroic souls of the officers and generals."

As soon as he heard about the official general, the middle-aged businessman was stunned, his expression softened a little, and he asked: "I have heard about the official's rehabilitation. Could it be that the junior general is the one who is supporting the spirit today?" The day when we return to the royal capital?"

"That's right." The waiter nodded and looked towards both sides of the official road. "The people over there gathered here spontaneously to welcome the general's heroic spirit back to the capital!" I saw the official There were many men, women and children standing on both sides of the road, all looking forward to the distance.

At this moment, I heard the shouts one after another: "Coming, coming."

The scholar was startled and looked up, only to see white shadows swaying on a small **** not far ahead, and white flags surging forward, like rolling waves of snow, which made people feel frightened just by looking at them.

"Coming! Coming!" The shouts, which were different in pitch at the beginning, seemed to find a common rhythm in the shouts, and gradually became unified, sounding like thunder and shocking.

At this time, the owner of the tea shop came out from behind after hearing the sound, followed by a young man who looked about 45% similar to him. He hurriedly walked to the donkey cart filled with wine jars.

The people who had been resting near the tea shop also started to move. Some held up mourning flags with solemn expressions, some held up mourning plaques with sad expressions, and some held up white flags with tears in their eyes.

"The official general has gone home." Someone shouted on the slope, "The official general has gone home..."

Amidst the shouting, a young man in a coarse linen mourning robe rode a white horse and carried a white flag. Behind him were a group of men in white protecting five carriages covered with white cloth. There is one coffin, and five carriages are five coffins. Looking at it makes people feel tight in the chest and feels indescribably uncomfortable.

The young man rode on horseback, his sleeves fluttering, white flags fluttering, and the sound of hunting, like an immortal flying away.

But the five coffins behind him, and the traces of grief emanating from his body, are always reminding everyone that he is not an immortal, but a human being, a living person who has lost a loved one. !

"Father, uncle, Vice General Liu, Captain Yang...we are going home!" The young man shouted in a loud voice, like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's hearts.

The men in white clothes behind him also shouted in unison: "General Guan, Lieutenant General, Lieutenant Liu, Colonel Yang...we are going home!" That loud voice seemed to shake the heaven and earth!

Someone sighed with emotion: "It's so pitiful that among all the high-ranking generals, there is only one small-ranking general."

Yes, he is the only one in Guanyubai, and he has no other relatives!

The official family was full of heroes, and tens of thousands of official soldiers died so unjustly!

Guan Yubai's face was expressionless and his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if he was the only one left in the world.

"Official general!" Some people wailed and knelt down and sobbed, while others began to scatter paper money.

"Have a safe journey, General." shouted people up and down the slope.

Some passers-by who happened to pass by stopped unconsciously, looking at the paper money flying in the sky and the mighty funeral procession, their expressions became solemn and their hearts were heavy.

"It's so pitiful! I heard that all my relatives were dead at that time, and only the general, a junior officer, was still in prison and was tortured... He almost lost his life."

“Those treacherous sycophants who did not serve the country and the people themselves but framed loyal ministers and good generals who were serving the country and the people were really unlucky to die!”

"Fortunately, the young general was lucky enough to have a righteous man to help him and escaped. Otherwise, I might not have been able to wait until the day when this injustice was redressed!"

"But too many people have died. What will the general do in the future? He is all alone... Why don't we also help him out?"

"..."

The people were getting more and more excited and excited, but these disturbances did not reach Guan Yubai's ears at all.

He just rode his horse numbly towards the west gate, followed closely by the five carriages containing coffins, while the number of people in the funeral procession continued to grow, with white flags billowing like a sea, and paper money like paper money. The rain kept falling, and the entire road was almost dyed a tragic white...

The owner of the tea shop followed the funeral procession in a donkey cart, and his son followed behind. As he walked, he picked up a jar of wine and threw it heavily on the ground...

"Bang!"

The wine jar broke into pieces, and the fragrant wine splashed all over the floor, which made the middle-aged businessman in the tea shop feel distressed for a while: That was twenty years of fine wine! How wonderful it would be to sell it to him!

"Pah! Pah!..."

Walking all the way, smashing all the way, comforting the heroic souls with this fine wine!

At the gate of the West City, crowds surged, and some people set up incense tables to worship the heroes. The gate guard looked at the huge funeral procession and felt a little uneasy. He hurriedly went to the city gate official: "Sir, this, this, Will something happen?"

"What could happen?" The city gate officer took a deep look at the funeral procession and suddenly slapped the guard on the head, "It's just that there are more people greeting the spirits and the formation is a bit bigger! ”

"My lord is right." The guard hurriedly agreed.

The city gate official touched his beard and said: "You, go to the Five Cities Military and Horse Department to report it, and say that because of the huge funeral procession, in order to prevent a stampede, please ask the people from the Five Cities Military and Horse Department for help. Maintain order."

The guard responded and went to do his business.

Soon, the huge funeral procession finally passed through the West Gate.

Behind the city gate, the welcoming crowd of people lined the streets became even more spectacular. Some came to express their condolences, and even more came to watch the excitement, making the scene very noisy.

The funeral procession gradually entered the bustling area of ​​the royal capital, with shops and restaurants on both sides of the street...

Suddenly, Xiaosi whispered something in Guan Yubai's ear. Guan Yubai moved his brows and suddenly reined in the horse's rope, causing the horse to stop. Following him, the five carriages carrying coffins also came behind him. It stopped; and then, the funeral procession behind the carriage also stopped... It was as if time had been cast to a halt at this moment.

The people in the surrounding streets were all confused and looked at each other... Gradually, someone's ears moved, as if they heard something, and they hurriedly signaled the people around them to be silent. Not long after, the originally noisy street miraculously became silent.

The originally suppressed music gradually became clearer, and a low sound of xun came from a restaurant in front, deep and far away...

"Listen!" Someone shouted, but his mouth was immediately covered by the person next to him.

The sound of the xun became clearer and louder, painful and solemn, as if an old man who had experienced hundreds of battles was preparing to tell a shocking story.

Suddenly, after a loud bang, a loud singing voice came clearly to everyone's ears.

"When the war breaks out, the country is in danger..."

When the singing started, the sound of the xun started again, and with the singing, it was fast and sometimes slow, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, warm and exciting...

"...Thousands of loyal bones are buried in a foreign country, why should they be wrapped in horse leather..."

Guan Yubai's heart moved slightly, this voice was...

Not only did he feel familiar, Xiao Si also recognized it and couldn't help blurting out: "Master, it's Bai..." Bai He's voice. He had no chance to say these last few words, and Guan Yubai stopped him by raising his hand.

The singing continued, matching perfectly with the sound of the xun. In the end, it was no longer clear whether the xun was accompaniment to the song or the song was playing in concert with the xun.

"...Looking up to the sky and screaming, my eyes filled with blood and tears..."

"... endure the separation and sacrifice one's life to serve the country..."

"...The dead have passed away, but only the heroic spirit will never die!"

Whether you are here to pay a funeral or to watch the excitement, there seems to be such a scene in front of you: war is raging, armed with iron horses, soldiers lead the soldiers to fight bravely to protect their homes and country, and finally die on the battlefield, with corpses everywhere. Tragedy fills the land...

Just thinking about it makes my heart hurt like a knife, and my flesh and blood are dripping with blood!

Obviously there was only one person in Yi Xun, but everyone was excited when they heard it. Their hearts felt like they were on fire, and it was more like something was about to burst out like the hot magma.

Finally, someone suddenly raised his head and shouted: "I will bear the separation and die to serve my country!"

The surroundings were silent for another moment, as if at that moment, a barrier in the hearts of many people was broken, and more people shouted in unison: "The dead are gone, but the heroic spirits are immortal!" ”

These shouts were superimposed together, sounding like thunder, shaking the royal capital city.

No one noticed that the sound of the xun and the singing disappeared in the wind at some point, but the lyrics seemed to have been engraved in everyone's hearts, and all the voices finally merged into the same sentence: "The heroic spirit will never die, the heroic spirit will never die." Destroy!"

……

"The heroic spirit is immortal?"

In the imperial study room, the emperor was playing with a thin blue and white teacup in his hand and murmuring these four words.

Eunuch Liu was so respectful that he didn't even dare to take a breath.

"What else?" the emperor asked casually.

Lu Huaining, the commander of the Jinyiwei who came to report the news, replied: "Back to the emperor, in addition to the restaurants and shops, there are also incense tables set up at the entrance of the academy, and the students also composed poems..."

The emperor couldn't help but think of General Guan Ruyan, the man who guarded Xirong for the sake of great wealth, and remained silent for a long time.

The emperor sighed deeply and shouted: "Lu Aiqing!"

"I'm here!" Lu Huaining, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, hurriedly responded.

"I ordered the Jinyi Guards to coordinate with the Five Cities Military and Horse Division to maintain the security of the royal capital and not to disturb the heroic spirits of the generals." The emperor said slowly.

"I will obey the Emperor's holy orders."

After Lu Huaining left, the emperor pondered for a while and suddenly asked Eunuch Liu who was standing aside: "If I remember correctly, the seal of the official residence is still there."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The emperor let out a long sigh and ordered: "Huairen... you go there and I will see you in person in person."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Eunuch Liu immediately accepted the order and left. In less than half an hour, Guan Yubai, dressed in a coarse linen filial robe, entered the royal study under the guidance of the young eunuch.

"Caomin Guan Yubai pays homage to the Emperor!" Guan Yubai knelt down respectfully, lowered his head slightly, and half-closed his eyes, so that the emperor could not clearly see his expression and eyes.

The emperor looked deeply at Guan Yubai below, with countless complex emotions flashing through his eyes. He still remembered that time, when the Dayu Dynasty had just been established, he was still just the prince, and Guan Yu was only five or six years old. Bai leaned on his lap and happily called "Uncle Prince". He also smiled and told Guan Yubai to learn the art of war and martial arts. If he ascends the throne in the future, Guan Yubai will be one of his fierce generals...

The original joke seems to still be in my ears, but things have changed.

After a while, the emperor slowly said: "Get flat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Guan Yu stood up and stood with his head bowed.

"Guan Yubai, the official family has suffered such a disaster and has been wronged. Can you blame me?" The emperor asked, the question was sharp and sharp, and his eyes were fixed on Guan Yubai, unwilling to let go of his face. The slightest change.

"Your Majesty, if you say that the common people have not complained against the emperor at all, even if the common people say so, the emperor must not believe it." Guan Yubai raised his head and looked at the emperor calmly, his eyes clear, "But the common people always Remember my father's teachings..." He said with a solemn look on his face, "The official family was originally a reckless people, but it was only because of the emperor's favor that the official family became what it is today. The thunder, rain and dew are all thanks to the emperor's favor! In the case of the official family, the blame lies with the treacherous officials. He was in power and deceived the saints. Now the emperor has eradicated the traitors, cleared up the grievances of the officials, and brought peace to the government and the public. My late father can rest in peace even under the Nine Springs."

The emperor's face softened a little, and he sighed: "It's rare for you to think clearly, what are your plans next, or what are your requirements..." After a pause, he said, "I can try my best to satisfy you."

"The common people here thank the emperor. Now the common people have nothing to ask for." Guan Yubai's expression was respectful and his words were soothing and measured. "Next, the common people want to take care of their family's funeral affairs and let them go to their graves as soon as possible. As the sons of the common people, they must build a house next to the tomb of their relatives and observe filial piety."

The emperor's eyes showed admiration and said: "Yubai is full of filial piety. I believe that the general has knowledge underground, which will comfort Jiuquan." He pondered for a moment and suddenly suggested, "How about this, wait until Yubai finishes guarding for the general. Xiao, return to the court and rebuild the official army for me." The emperor is indeed sincere, the official army is brave and good at fighting, and has never been defeated. If it can be rebuilt, it can indeed become his arm, and Guan Yubai... ... Such an outstanding Guan Yubai, whom he once regarded as his nephew, he also hoped that he could return to the court.

"The Cao Min would like to thank the Emperor for his trust and love." Guan Yubai said in a gentle voice, "It's just that with the current physical condition of the Cao Min, I am afraid that he can only bear the weight of the Holy Emperor. Now that the Cao Min's martial arts are completely useless, My body is weak and I will never be able to practice martial arts again in this life. I am afraid that I will not be able to rebuild the official army."

The emperor was shocked: "My martial arts skills are completely useless. How could this happen?"

He was also a little worried that Guan Yubai would be resentful of him. However, when he heard that he said that he had lost all his martial arts skills, the shock in the emperor's heart surpassed that worry and he said hurriedly: "Huairen, Go quickly and invite Dr. Wu."

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Eunuch Liu immediately assigned a young **** to ask for Dr. Wu.

Guan Yu's white feather eyelashes lowered slightly, his eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything.

Not long after, Dr. Wu entered the imperial study out of breath. Without waiting for him to salute, the emperor hurriedly ordered: "Mr. Wu, take Guan Yubai's pulse and see if there is anything wrong with his body."

"I respect your order." Doctor Wu stood up and accepted the order.

Guan Yubai bowed his hand to Imperial Physician Wu: "Then I'll do my best to Imperial Physician Wu."

After the two sat down, Doctor Wu stretched out three fingers and placed them on Guan Yubai's left wrist, and carefully felt the pulse.

After he took back his hand, the emperor asked with concern: "Mr. Wu, what do you think of him?"

Physician Wu replied with a respectful expression: "Your Majesty, Mr. Guan has been severely injured and poisoned, which has damaged his spleen and lungs. If he is taken care of carefully, he will be fine, but he must not catch the cold. , Do not eat cold food, do not overwork, do not..." After Wu Taiyi mentioned a lot of taboos, he sighed with pity, "It is really a pity that the official's martial arts have been ruined, and with his Due to my physical condition, I shouldn't practice martial arts anymore, otherwise it will damage my longevity." Dr. Wu couldn't help but glance at Guan Yubai one more time. The two of them were old acquaintances. The former junior general was the brightest star in the capital. The iron horse has just risen, but it has already fallen...

The emperor showed pity on his face and felt a little depressed in his heart. Although he was shunned by the traitor at the beginning, it was still difficult to make up for his mistakes.

Such a general was damaged before his eyes.

The emperor waved Doctor Wu to retreat first, and then said to Guan Yubai: "...In that case, I won't force you." After saying that, he looked solemn and said in a deep voice, " The official language is in vain to listen to the decree."

"The grassroots are here!" Guan Yubai immediately knelt down to listen to the order.

"Today, I will grant Guan Yubai the title of Marquis of Anyi, second-class Marquis, hereditary for three generations. I will grant you a thousand taels of gold, a hundred acres of fertile land, and the return of the old residence of the general."

Guan Yubai seemed to be listening to the order attentively, but his mind had already flown to the sky. Now, even if the whole world is held in front of him, his family will never come back...

An hour later, the old General's Mansion, which had been abandoned for two years in the east of the royal capital city, welcomed its old owner again.

Even with the emerald green parasol trees on both sides and the bright sunshine, this huge general's mansion can't hide its loneliness and desolation.

One of the two stone lions at the door has long been missing. The plaque that was once always spotless has gone to no one knows where it is now. Even the seal on the door has almost fallen off in half. The maroon door is closed tightly, and the bronze lion-shaped The door knocker is also covered with dust...

Guan Yubai stared blankly at the familiar yet unfamiliar door, and did not move for a long time. As the old saying goes, time passes and things change. But it turns out that not only "people are different", but things are also different.

Guan Yubai's heart was filled with mixed feelings, and he could no longer tell what it was like.

"Sir!" Xiaosi's usually expressionless face showed rare worry.

"I'm fine." Guan Yubai said lightly, strode forward, raised his hand and resolutely pushed open the door that had been dusty for two years.

"Squeak——"

The dust on the door flew up as the door opened, making Guan Yubai and Xiao Si look disgraced. But Guan Yubai didn't care and continued to move forward with a complicated expression. He has lived here for more than ten years, and he knows every brick and tile here like a treasure, but now he only feels familiar yet unfamiliar.

He is the only one left in this family, can it still be called home?

Xiao Si looked around and found that in just two years, the once glorious General's Mansion had become like a ghost house, with dust and cobwebs everywhere, withered flowers and plants, broken bricks and tiles, and even the halls. There is not even a single intact table or chair...

When the officers and soldiers ransacked the house, the entire general's mansion was completely changed beyond recognition.

But I never thought that one day they would be able to come back here openly!

It’s just...

Xiao Si frowned. Now that the house is in such a mess, how can the young master live there?

"Sir, I'm going to find someone to clean your place first..."

Before Xiao Si finished speaking, Guan Yubai shook his head and said: "Help the master and the others set up a mourning hall first." He seemed calm, but his voice was hoarse, and it was clear that his heart was far from what he showed on the outside. So calm.

"Yes." Xiaosi always had only one word for the Young Master's orders.

Soon, Xiaosi and the few people who returned from Fuling took action. Their efficiency was extremely fast. In less than an hour, white curtains had been hung in the mansion, and the mourning hall was set up. Everything from the offering table, table surrounds, red and white worship mats, filial piety basins to the person carrying the spirit was complete, and even the coffin was carried. In the mourning hall. And these people's waists were also tied with white linen.

Guan Yubai knelt respectfully in front of the filial piety basin, and handed the paper money to his father, mother, uncle, and all relatives and comrades one by one. He burned the paper money with a pious and solemn expression, as if what he was doing was the most important thing in the world. The most important thing...

The official's vindication of his injustice was like a legend that spread not only throughout the capital, but also throughout the world. Their every move was watched by countless pairs of eyes. The official's family's memorial hall for the deceased officer and general spread quickly. After hearing the news, the official's old friends came to offer incense and pay homage. Whether it was sincere or not, Hypocritical, hypocritical, regretful... all comers are welcome at the gate of the General's Mansion.

Unknowingly, three days passed, but Guan Yubai felt as if it was yesterday.

Another official who came to express condolences was sent away. Xiao Si looked at Guan Yubai worriedly, and saw that his face was as pale as paper, his eye sockets were sunken, and there was a deep shadow under his eyes, making him look very haggard.

"Sir, you have been kneeling for three days and three nights!" Xiao Si couldn't help but persuade, "If you continue like this, your body will not be able to bear it!" In the past three days, Guan Yubai has hardly had any water, only I took the heart-protecting pill given by Nangong Yue.

If it were Guan Yubai who was once healthy, it wouldn't matter if he didn't eat or sleep for three days and three nights. He was still energetic, but now he is worse than a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken.

Guan Yubai said nothing. Just when Xiaosi was considering whether to knock Guan Yubai unconscious with a palm, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside the mourning hall. Xiaosi raised his eyes and saw Nangong Yue and the Baihui Lily sisters walking slowly under the guidance of a servant.

"Princess!" Xiaosi called out complicatedly, remembering the scene that happened when he entered the royal capital three days ago.

Lily seemed to know what he was thinking and winked at him mischievously. Although the lyrics and music were written by the third girl, it was not easy for her. For that song, I practiced for so many days without talking, and my voice became hoarse that day. Unlike my cousin Baihui who played the xun, that was much easier!

Guan Yubai, who was kneeling aside, slowly raised his head, with some waves in his empty eyes.

Nangong Yue nodded slightly to him, and continued to move forward without squinting, until she walked to the soul, lit incense, saluted, and finally walked to Guan Yubai.

"Master Guan." Nangong Yue looked at Guan Yubai. Even without taking a pulse, she could tell that he was seriously lacking in sleep and was only using medicine to support himself. With his physical condition as fragile as a paper man, it was probably not surprising that he would lie on the hospital bed for the next three months.

As a doctor, Guan Yubai is probably the kind of patient she hates the most. If she hadn't regarded him as a close friend, Nangong Yue would have simply thrown away her sleeves and left.

Xiao Si glanced at Nangong Yue for help, hoping that she could help persuade the young master. However, she saw Nangong Yue’s delicate brows frowning slightly and said to the point: "Young Master, this is your wish, so you plan to Suicide?"

Guan Yubai's thin body trembled slightly, and a cold light flashed in Xiaosi's eyes. Baihui and Lily believed that if Xiaosi didn't still have respect for Nangong Yue, he might have taken action to drive him away. Baihui glanced at Nangong Yue strangely, feeling as if she had seen Prince Xiao at that moment... Was the third girl infected by Prince Xiao?

Guan Yubai slowly raised his head, and a spark ignited in his originally ashen eyes.

"Young Master." Nangong Yue asked deliberately, "I have always been curious about what happened when King Yan forced the palace."

Guan Yubai finally spoke, and said in a seductive voice: "I didn't do much, I just forged letters, kidnapped the eldest prince, and asked Yue Ze to act as he saw fit..."

Guan Yubai has been investigating who framed the Guan family, and finally found King Yan. However, he had no real evidence, and King Yan would not take the initiative to admit the frame-up. Therefore, all he could do was It was to let King Yan have his house confiscated for other matters, which led to the conspiracy between him and Xirong. Therefore, Guan Yubai ordered someone to forge a letter from Xirong, and in the name of Xirong, he made an agreement with King Yan about forcing the palace to enter the palace on New Year's Day in the second year of the Ming Dynasty, and kidnapped the eldest prince as a signal.

Yue Ze is a member of Guan Yubai, or in other words, Yue Ze is a member of the Guan family army. Following Guan Yubai's instructions, he pretended to surrender to King Yan and defected at the last moment...

That's it.

It is true that Guan Yubai did nothing, because it is true that King Yan colluded with Xirong, it is true that King Yan coveted the throne, and it is even true that King Yan framed the official army. What Guan Yubai did was just to catalyze his ambition. .

Nangong Yue suddenly understood why there was no such thing as forcing the palace to be forced into the palace during the New Year in the previous life. At this time in the previous life, Guan Yubai was still tortured by the poison in his body, so how could he plan such a plan? At that time, by the time he got better, he might have missed the best opportunity.

Nangong Yue said lightly: "Now that the King of Yan has been executed, the generals and the army can rest in peace now that they are under the Nine Springs."

"The King of Yan was not the only one who framed the Guan family back then. Now I am just using King Yan's incident to vindicate him." Guan Yubai's dry lips were peeling and looked without a trace of blood. He listened to his slow movements. He said, "Although the Emperor of Yan ordered us to be escorted back to the royal capital to be interrogated by the three divisions due to the fallout from King Yan, there was still room for a comeback. However, my father died on the way, and I was also poisoned... ...even ended up being beaten down by everyone."

Nangong Yue listened with a bitter feeling in her heart, because of the loyal family members who died unjustly, "So, it's not the time for you to end all this peacefully."

A sharp light flashed in Guan Yubai's eyes, and he murmured: "I will definitely claim back this blood debt one by one!"

When he said the first word, his voice was still very soft, but when it came to the last word, it was sonorous and powerful.

Nangong Yue felt relieved when she saw Guan Yubai regaining her vitality. What this person fears most is losing the will to live. As long as he wants to live, even if he steps into the gate of hell, he is confident that he can **** him back from the hands of the King of Hell.

Nangong Yue pondered for a moment and asked, "What are your plans next, Master?"

Guan Yubai said with a wry smile: "It's just wandering around the world."

Nangong Yue could not help but look surprised. She thought that Guan Yubai would return to the temple and slowly plot revenge.

Guan Yubai naturally knew what she was thinking, and said calmly: "Although our emperor is not a foolish emperor, he is soft-eared and indecisive. He only listens and believes, and he is not a wise emperor." So he was unwilling to continue. Entering the dynasty, I would rather be in the world!

Nangong Yue couldn't help but think about what she had seen and heard in the palace these days, and she was thoughtful.

After all, the mourning hall is not a place for long conversations. After a brief blessing, Nangong Yue said goodbye: "Young Master, please take care of yourself. I will leave first. It's time for me to come again to diagnose your pulse in a few days. It’s time to change the recipe.”

After she turned around and walked out of the mourning hall, Guan Yubai's voice suddenly came from behind: "Thank you!"

Thank you for going out of your way to enlighten me!

Thank you for the song you composed for your father and the army that day!

Thank you for saving my life!

……

Nangong Yue's footsteps paused for a moment, and she continued to move forward without looking back. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and she said silently in her heart: Welcome back!

Xiao Si ordered people to send Nangong Yue’s master and servant away, and the surrounding area became quiet again, as if even the air was no longer flowing.

After a while, Guan Yubai suddenly said: "Xiao Si, help me up."

Xiao Si looked surprised, knowing that the young master had finally thought about it, and hurriedly picked up his right arm, "Sir, I have already packed the bedroom for you, or you can go and rest for a while."

Guan Yubai's knees staggered a little due to the lack of blood and energy from kneeling for a long time. He moved his legs a little and said: "Xiao Si, help me sit aside first, and then cook a bowl of porridge for me..."

"Yes, Young Master!" Xiao Si answered loudly.

After Fu Guan Yubai sat down, Xiaosi walked out of the mourning hall and ordered people to cook porridge. When he turned around, he glanced pointedly at a century-old tree next to the blue brick wall, and then acted as if nothing had happened. The ground withdrew his gaze.

At this glance, Xiao Ying on the tree was covered in cold sweat. After Xiao Si left, Xiao Ying immediately left Yongyi Hou Mansion.

He glanced in the direction where Nangong Yue left and thought: Anyway, with Xiao Leng following him and the two sisters who knew how to do some tricks and embroidery their legs, Princess Yaoguang should be fine, so he might as well go to Zhennan. The palace.

Xiao Ying made a decision in an instant, and flew into the sky as fast as lightning. Almost no one noticed that there was such a black shadow crisscrossing the eaves and green tiles of the capital.

After burning incense, Xiao Ying arrived at Zhennan Palace. Instead of taking the main entrance, he skillfully climbed over the wall and took a shortcut.

Xiao Yi was flipping through military books carelessly in the study, talking to Cheng Yu beside him.

"I've met the master!" Xiao Ying appeared silently at the window, which shocked Zhuzi. When he saw that it was a secret guard, Zhuzi immediately retreated knowingly, but Xiao Yi narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

Xiao Yi sent Xiao Ying and Xiao Leng to Nangong Yue’s side to guard Nangong Yue’s safety. If nothing happened, Xiao Ying and Xiao Leng did not need to report back and forth, so Xiao Yi’s first reaction was to Nangong Yue Something went wrong there.

"Master, Princess, she is fine, it's just..." Xiao Ying explained first, and then truthfully reported to Xiao that Nangong Yue went to the General's Mansion today to express condolences, and that she seemed to have a good relationship with Guan Yubai. Yi, then added, "And the coachman before the princess turned out to be a Mandarin white person." Xiao Ying had long regarded Princess Yaoguang as her future mistress to serve, and when she saw someone actually ate Xiong Xin Leopard dared to take advantage of his master, so he was naturally filled with righteous indignation.

After Xiao Ying finished speaking, he lowered his head and waited for Xiao Yi's order, but what he didn't want to hear was not Xiao Yi's furious voice, but a warning that was so calm that it made him tremble: "Xiao Ying, I'm sending you and Xiao Yi Leng is by Princess Yaoguang's side to protect him, not to monitor her, do you understand?"

Xiao Ying's heart trembled, and she hurriedly responded respectfully: "Yes, Master. Xiao Ying understands."

"Now that you understand, then you can go back. I hope there won't be another time." After Xiao Yi waved his hand, Xiao Ying disappeared like a shadow...

Xiao Yi picked up the military book at hand and flipped through it casually, but this time he couldn't read it at all.

"Your Majesty," Cheng Yu couldn't help but said after seeing this, "If you are serious about it, why don't you ask the emperor for a marriage?"

"It's not the time yet." Xiao Yi threw the book away and said boringly, "The emperor above us has a soft ear and likes to think wildly. I'm proposing, and the Nangong family is an important minister of the former dynasty. If What would he think if I openly asked for a marriage? It’s all about other things. I can’t involve the stinky girl... I can only try to do it slowly."

As Xiao Yi spoke, he had already stood up. Before Cheng Yu could speak, he decisively jumped out of the window and said, "I'm going to meet this Mandarin Bai!"

Zhu Zi outside the door saw his eldest son jumping out of the window and then climbing over the wall. He couldn't help but feel speechless: eldest son, you are obviously the master, how can you act like a thief?

"Master, wait for me!" Zhuzi thought of something and hurriedly followed...