Yan Yunhe didn't dare to make a sound, and even tried his best to keep his breathing at the same frequency.

If Yu Qin found out that he was still awake, this person would definitely leave, and he might be so frightened that he wouldn't show up again for a short time.

After relaxing, Yan Yunhe became suspicious and began to wonder if this was the first time Yu Qin had stunned him and then sneaked in secretly.

Yu Qin knew that he had been kneeling in the palace for a long time, which was not surprising. After all, he was the commander of the Imperial Guard, and any news would reach his ears immediately.

Just when I arrived, I accurately touched his right leg, knowing that he had an old injury here.

Could he guess that Yu Qin knew that he had broken his leg?

However, the incident of his leg being broken by his biological father made a big fuss and everyone in the capital knew about it. It was not surprising that Yu Qin had heard about it.

As long as he didn't learn the reason why he broke his leg, Yan Yun wouldn't feel embarrassed.

Yanyun Hexu opened his eyes and gradually adapted to the darkness. He saw Yu Qin take out a porcelain bottle from his arms. The familiar scent of the medicine came, as if it had the same smell as the one prescribed to him by Imperial Doctor Yang in the palace.

Could it be that all the medicine formulas in Tai Hospital are the same?

Yan Yunhe thought about choosing a day to visit Tai Hospital and ask for a bottle of wound medicine to compare.

Don't blame him for being worried, he doubts everything now. Although it is impossible to determine whether Yu Qin and Emperor Cheng Jing are connected with just a bottle of wound medicine.

Yu Qin didn't know the many thoughts in Yan Yunhe's mind. He spread the medicine on his fingertips, pressed it on Yan Yunhe's knees, and slowly pushed it away. He always kept his strength gentle, for fear that with just a little force, he would kill the sleeping person. Wake up with a start.

Although the person in the dream was just pretending to be asleep.

After applying the medicine, Yu Qin sat on the bedside for a while. Yan Yunhe closed his eyes, wondering what Yu Qin would do next.

It turned out that Yu Qin did nothing, just sat there quietly.

Yan Yunhe could feel the other person's eyes lingering on his face for a long time, and he suddenly felt angry and funny.

When he thought of the drunken incident and went to ask for an explanation, he looked down upon himself and it was Yu Qin who drew the line.

It was Yu Qin who screamed and killed in prison, and was extremely vicious.

As a result, he sneaked in in the middle of the night to give him medicine, and now he's peeking in, and it's still Yu Qin.

After being funny, I felt a little sad again.

If Yu Qin didn't do it so obviously, he could also cooperate with the other party to cut off the grudges.

Even if he couldn't do it, he could still pretend to be half-assed, and he was doing a good job these days.

He had done well in the palace and in the Qi Mansion, so why did Yu Qin want to shake him at this time?

Just when Yan Yunhe was thinking about whether to turn over and scare Yu Qin, Yan Yunhe's body stiffened slightly in the next second, but he was frightened first.

Just because the light breath moved from far to near, the cold hair slid across his cheek, fell on the pillow, and became tangled with his hair.

It was an instant kiss, one that was careful not to leave any breath behind. It allowed for a moment of selfishness without disturbing Yan Yunhe.

Sometimes he didn't know whether Yu Qin was bold or timid. He always approached him proactively. When he found out that Yan Yunhe was coming towards him, he hid faster than anyone else.

Yan Yunhe knew why Yu Qin didn't dare. He had clearly seen these days that the situation did not allow them to get too close, let alone develop feelings.

But if Yu Qin's heart is the same as his, then he will work hard for their future no matter what.

Maybe it won't be possible within a year, but Emperor Cheng Jing and the Queen Mother will decide the winner sooner or later.

He believed that Emperor Cheng Jing could win, and maybe by then, they wouldn't have to worry too much.

But now, between them...

Yan Yunhe moved his fingertips slightly, feeling Yu Qin's clothes sliding over them. The other party stood up and disappeared quietly into the room just as he came.

It wasn't until the other party left for a long time that Yan Yunhe opened his eyes.

He sat up, touched his lips, and laughed muffledly.

After laughing enough, Yan Yunhe lit the lamp and called Song Wen who was watching outside: "I'm hungry, go get me some snacks."

Before anyone could turn around and go to the kitchen, Yan Yunhe added: "Just I want peach blossom cake."

Song Wen saw that he finally had an appetite, but before he heard it, he said, "Didn't you say you would never eat it again?"

Yan Yunhe replied without changing his face, "Now again. I want to eat."

Song Wen: "Okay, I'll get it for you right now. Do you want anything else besides peach blossom cakes? You haven't eaten much these days, and you look like you've lost weight."

Yan Yunhe didn't think so. His appetite has become smaller, but he does feel very hungry now, as if a long-lost feeling has finally returned to his body: "Just have a bowl of noodles."

After eating noodles and snacks, Yan Yunhe rinsed his mouth and lay down relaxedly. On the bed. This time he fell asleep faster than before and had a good night's sleep.

The next day, Yan Yunhe discovered that Yinniang had not appeared all night and did not follow him the next day. It seemed that Emperor Cheng Jing had withdrawn his surveillance.

Yan Yun was too lazy to try to figure out the emperor's heart. After leaving the palace, he took the initiative to find Fang Zhizhou and followed him back to his home.

He now needs to find the person behind King Wu as soon as possible. Yu Qin should have already met him.

With Yu Qin's temperament, even if he asked directly, the other party would not tell the truth. It would be better for him to investigate it himself.

The left and right also need to take precautions for Emperor Cheng Jing and find out the hostile forces buried deep behind him.

Nowadays, the Jin Dynasty is suffering from internal and external troubles. There are Tatars on the border, and there are various forces in the court to restrain each other. It is very difficult to implement even a single decree.

Fortunately, there will be auspicious snowfall this year. If the harvest is good next year, the national treasury will be slightly full.

Yan Yunhe took a sip of hot tea and went straight to the point: "You later kicked me out of the smuggling case, but I still don't know where the batch of gunpowder went? The ceremony of worshiping the heaven was successfully completed. I think you have found the batch of gunpowder.

Fang Zhizhou said with a subtle expression: "I found it after searching, but since I suspected that King Wu was not the mastermind, I always feel that the batch of gunpowder was deliberately found by us." "

The batch of gunpowder was transported to the tower by a group of dead soldiers in the middle of the night. They tried to set up an ambush there and finally asked us to catch him." Fang Zhizhou said.

Yan Yunhe thought of the huge commotion in the capital on the eve of the winter solstice to arrest the King of Wu, and said: "It seems that those dead soldiers also have marks related to the King of Wu."

Fang Zhizhou replied: "If this were not the case, how could we immediately Capturing the King of Wu, he is still a vassal king no matter what."

Yan Yunhe asked, "How many soldiers will King Wu have left after the vassal reduction?"

"On the surface, there are no more soldiers. What if he secretly raised private soldiers?" "Fang Zhizhou said with slightly cold eyes.

Yan Yunhe was startled. He was about to say where he got the money, but he suddenly realized: "Yunzhou is just one of the transportation points. If there are many such facilities across the country, and it's not just for smuggling gunpowder..."

Fang Zhizhou Seeing that he had figured it out immediately, he nodded and said: "Using these secret waterways for smuggling, over time, I am afraid that we have accumulated enough money."

Yan Yunhe hissed: "Our Majesty has paid for border military funds in recent years . Disaster relief is so poor that even the private treasury is so poor. A good emperor will start calculating the deficit of the Ministry of Revenue after finishing the memorial. Even his Qianqing Palace has not been repaired for a long time. "

Fang Zhizhou smiled and said, "Your Majesty has already said that Qianqing Palace is not broken and leaking, so why bother repairing it."

Yan Yunhe scratched his forehead and said, "If he knew, someone would be greedy under his nose ." A lot of money, it’s time to get angry enough to throw the cup.”

Fang Zhizhou Old God Zaizai said: “Don’t worry, those cups are all made by famous people, one is missing, and he can’t bear to drop more.”

Yan Yunhe sighed: “Yes. Hurry up and find out the person behind this. I feel like you can get a lot of money. Maybe after adding it to the national treasury, you can leave some for our majesty's private treasury."

The two of them began to figure out how to find out the person behind it. It was completely out of sight. The eyes of wealth are opened.

People who didn't know better thought that these two were not imperial officials, but poor and crazy bandits.

After the discussion, before Yan Yunhe left Fang Mansion, he saw You Liang coming excitedly holding a birdcage.

You Liang held a parrot and when he saw Yan Yunhe, he happily let people see his parrot.

The parrot was very clever and could say a lot of auspicious words. It also called Fang Zhizhou's name, one by one, Fang Lanzhi, and it was very affectionate.

If Yan Yunhe hadn't been busy for a while, he might have stayed and entertained the birds.

Seeing this, You Liang asked, "Where are you in a hurry?"

Yan Yunhe made an excuse: "My leg hurts. It must be an old injury. I have to go home and see the doctor."

You Liang looked at him worriedly Leg: "What's going on? I'll have someone deliver the medicine to your house later. Remember to try it."

After bidding farewell to You Liang, Yan Yunhe took the token given by Fang Zhizhou and went to the Imperial City Division. Looking for someone in the pastry shop.

Not long after, he came out of the shop, took several bottles of medicine, and returned to his house.

When night fell, Yan Yunhe wore a red cloak and went out of the house to hide.

Walking to the street, he put down his hood.

His dark curly hair was half tied up, and he was riding a tall horse and walking slowly on the street.

It wasn't until he rode near Yu Mansion that he stopped.

I don't know how long I waited before the figure in the Feiyu suit slowly came over. He seemed a little tired and his eyes were not happy.

Yan Yunhe raised his crossbow, inserted the "arrow" he had prepared, and shot diagonally in front of the opponent.

Yu Qin reacted quickly and swung away the incoming hidden weapon with his knife. In an instant, petals were flying, and it was like a flower.

In shock, Yu Qin looked in the direction of Yan Yunhe's hiding place.

Yan Yunhe stepped out of the darkness on horseback: "Master Yu really doesn't understand the charm."

He saw Yu Qin's slightly widened eyes and couldn't help but laugh.

Yu Qin's lips moved slightly, as if he was about to blurt out something, but he held it back for a while and then said, "What do you know?"

The horseman who shined under the street lamp was a young man.

He has curly black hair and light eyes. He is a young man who has met Yu Qin several times, You Zhihe.

You Zhihe rode up to Yu Qin on horseback. He looked at the flowers on the ground and smiled slyly. He stretched out his hands to Yu Qin: "I have trouble with my legs and feet. Could you please help me get off the horse?"

Yu Qin subconsciously glanced at the other party's face . Glancing at his right leg, his eyebrows furrowed even more.

But he didn't say anything, but stretched out his hands towards the young man.

The man grabbed his hands, jumped off the horse, and fell into his arms.

Black curly hair brushed the tip of his nose, and the aura that belonged to Yan Yunhe filled the air wantonly.