"Everything in the capital has been decided. Why are you so anxious to leave? I thought you were most concerned about other things now." Emperor Cheng Jing said with an ugly expression.

Yan Yunhe lowered his face and said, "If your Majesty is treating Zhongliang in vain, and is a heartless and unjust person, then I should not stay."

Emperor Cheng Jing was stung by his words: "You are blaming me."

"I, minister . I don't dare." Yan Yunhe said with an expressionless face: "Now that the power of the three major camps is in the hands of your Majesty, there is no need for ministers in the capital."

"Who said there is no need!" Emperor Cheng Jing patted the imperial case and accompanied him outside the door. Kneeling down, Yan Yunhe didn't even raise his head.

After the anger passed, Emperor Cheng Jing frowned again and said: "I know you are angry. You should go back and think about it for a few days. Think carefully and don't be impulsive."

Yan Yunhe pressed his hands on the ground and slowly curled up his fingers: "Your Majesty... ..."

Emperor Cheng Jing said: "If you dare to say more, I can only order more people to be sent to the Tianlao."

Yan Yunhe finally got up and left Qianqing Palace.

Eunuch Yan walked up to him and said, "Master Yan, why are you doing this?"

"Hasn't Aunt Zhang explained yet?" Why didn't Yan Yun answer the rhetorical question?

Eunuch Yan: "After all, she is someone close to the Queen Mother, so she is very tough-minded, but our family has found a way. She has a goddaughter named Jinyu. It is said that she was born to Aunt Zhang's brother outside the palace, and she loves her very much. Before Aunt Zhang sent Jinyu out of the palace soon, and his whereabouts are unknown. "

Yan Yunhe pursed his lips slightly and said, "Isn't it easy to find someone in the palace?"

"Jinyi Guards is useless, and the Imperial City Department is busy at this critical moment. , We need people urgently. Master Yan, you still have to go to the border, and only our family can handle this matter," Mr. Yan pointed out.

Yan Yunhe narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean, are you threatening me?"

Eunuch Yan said slowly: "I know that you have a problem with the winter hunting, but you can't act out of emotion."

Yan Yunhe ignored it. He said, "I will look for Jin Yu's whereabouts. Aunt Zhang, please help me keep an eye on her. Don't let her die easily."

Eunuch Yan shook his whisk and said, "Then I will work hard to entertain you for a while."

Return to the mansion and pay a visit. The number of people in Yanfu has increased several times since the winter hunting.

Now, no one in the capital knows that the Jiang family has fallen. As a close official of the emperor, the Yong'an Marquis Mansion is having a banquet, and everyone wants to say congratulations to him.

During the period when Yan Yunhe was not going to court because of his illness, Mrs. Yan also complained of illness and thanked the guests behind closed doors.

In the evening, Yan Yunhe ate with Mrs. Yan: "These days, why don't you see mother's friends coming to the house to talk to each other?"

Mrs. Yan rolled her eyes at him: "It's best to move around less in the house recently, and mother will restrain them." Don't get into trouble. Don't listen to others, think that you have made great achievements, and make friends everywhere, otherwise you will really cause trouble."

"Besides, working for the royal family sounds nice, but others don't know how hard it is. Look at how much weight you have lost these days," Mrs. Yan said with some distress.

Yan Yun's heart felt a little bitter, and warmth welled up in his eyes: "How can I be thin?"

Mrs. Yan sighed: "I am already at this age, and I have looked away from many things. Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings, as long as you don't take it for granted. Everything is kept in my mind, and when I become depressed and become ill, it will be a bad thing."

Yan Yunhe's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly. There was something in Mrs. Yan's words, and she seemed to be able to see through him.

Mrs. Yan added: "When you go out at night, remember to wear more clothes to avoid catching cold."

"..." Yan Yunhe couldn't swallow the food in his mouth.

Mrs. Yan: "Don't embarrass me, Xiao Song. I have to cover for you all day long. I can't even sleep well. I look a lot older."

Yan Yunhe quickly poured a bowl of soup for Mrs. Yan: "Mother, You drink the soup."

After hearing the begging tone in his tone, Mrs. Yan gave up and left some thin noodles for Yan Yunhe.

Back in the room, Song Wen already made a habit of coming over to change Yan Yunhe's clothes.

Yan Yunhe refused and said, "Don't change it, mother already knows."

Song Wen's eyes widened: "How could it be!"

"Zhi Zi Mo Ruo Mu, I'm afraid she has already guessed it, but she never said it." Yun He sighed.

Song Wen pinched Yan Yunhe's clothes tangledly: "Then do I still want to sleep here tonight? Sir, you don't know, I don't dare to sleep soundly during this period. Where have you been busy? You are so busy all day and midnight I won't even come back."

"Don't ask about adults." After Yan Yunhe finished speaking, he put on his cloak and left the room.

Song Wen curled his lips: "Sir, even if you don't tell me, I can guess it just by smelling the smell on your body."

...

Doctor Zhou put away the needle and wiped the sweat from his head.

In the past half month, since he took over this special patient, he hasn't had much rest.

Fortunately, this patient was one he had just seen a while ago. Regarding his symptoms, he also wrote letters to discuss and study with his brothers from Yaowang Valley.

Although he was entrusted by others, Dr. Zhou had not encountered such a patient for a long time.

When he diagnosed his pulse again, Dr. Zhou was almost frightened. He hadn't seen him for a long time. How on earth did this man torment himself? He was already suffering from serious illness and it was difficult to heal. The pulse under his fingers was floating and weak, as if it was there and not there. It was the end of his life. The upcoming pulse phase.

The place of consultation is also quite strange, it is actually a prison.

It's just that this prison looks strange. The cell is relatively clean, with beds, books, and desks all in place. There's even some charcoal to keep warm.

Doctor Zhou has heard that there is a separate section of the prison where some special prisoners will be held.

Most of them are members of the royal family, or some civil servants who are too upright, and they will be punished here by Emperor Cheng Jing, who will give them minor punishments and severe punishments.

However, no matter how good the surrounding environment is, Dr. Zhou believes that it is of no benefit to his patients.

Dr. Zhou used his own secret method to put the patient into a long sleep with very little waking time. He also applied daily acupuncture to stabilize the condition.

Coming out of the cell, Dr. Zhou was startled by Yan Yunhe standing in the dark: "Sir, how long have you been here?"

"Not long." Yan Yunhe replied as usual.

After Dr. Zhou briefly talked about the situation of the people inside, he added: "We still need to find an antidote as soon as possible, that is, to detoxify him. There are so many old wounds on his body, which have damaged his roots. He needs to follow me to Medicine King as soon as possible." It's better to take care of yourself."

Yan Yunhe said, "I understand."

After that, he asked Dr. Zhou: "Is he awake?"

Dr. Zhou hesitated. The man woke up briefly last time. Yan Yunhe had clearly arrived, but he stayed outside and never went in. He didn't show up until the man fell asleep again.

Doctor Zhou couldn't help but said: "Every time he wakes up and sees me, he always asks about you sir."

Yan Yunhe's eyelashes trembled slightly, but he turned his face stubbornly: "After all, he didn't wake up a few times, Uncle Zhou. There is no need to talk to him so much."

Doctor Zhou shook his head helplessly: "The medicine is ready and has been placed on the table. You can go in and feed it to me."

Yan Yunhe thanked Doctor Zhou before letting him go . With light steps, he walked through the empty cells and arrived at the deep cell that was lit by candlelight and exuded the smell of medicine.

The door is not locked with an iron chain, but for the person who has been sleeping on the couch, there is not much difference between locking and unlocking.

This person doesn't even know who has been in and out of this place.

Yan Yunhe came to the bed, looked at Yu Qin's face with his eyes closed and fell into deep sleep, skillfully picked up the medicine bowl on the table, gently held him in his arms, and fed him the medicine in one sip.

Wiping the concoction from the corners of Yu Qin's lips with a handkerchief, Yan Yunhe lay beside Yu Qin, stretched out his arms to hug him, and quietly buried his face in his neck.

Yu Qin's original breath has been drowned by the strong smell of medicine. It smells very bitter and makes people feel astringent.

Yan Yunhe has been here for so many days, and the most important thing he has done is to stay here and accompany Yu Qin quietly on the bed.

Occasionally, he would help fetch water and do simple cleaning and wiping of Yu Qin's body.

This man likes to be clean, and he will definitely feel uncomfortable if he stays in prison for such a long time.

Although it was Emperor Cheng Jing's order to transfer Yu Qin to this prison, he went in and out of this place unscrupulously, regardless of what the outside world thought, and it was Yan Yunhe's own initiative.

Even if he comes late at night every time, it doesn't mean that no one will know.

But Yan Yunhe had completely ignored him, and Emperor Cheng Jing unexpectedly did not criticize him for what he had done.

Emperor Cheng Jing didn't say how to deal with Yu Qin, but through his testing these days and Emperor Cheng Jing's reaction, Yan Yunhe had already guessed the answer.

When Yan Yunhe wiped Yu Qin's cheek with a wet handkerchief, he felt the body under his hand move, as if he was about to open his eyes.

However, he knew that Yu Qin would not wake up. Several times, he saw Yu Qin's eyelids trembling, as if he felt something. He tried his best to open his eyes, but he would soon fall asleep again.

There is warmth under the palm, and the body is rising and falling with breathing.

It wasn't Yan Yunhe's nightmare during this period, that cold body dying in his arms.

Every night he would dream of Yu Qin raising the fire gun in that tent camp.

Sometimes he dreamed that someone got ahead of him and stabbed Yu Qin in the chest.

Sometimes I dream that Yu Qin is in prison, and what awaits him is Qiu Houwenzhan.

Yan Yunhe knew why Yu Qin used that firecracker the moment he saw it.

Because if there was anyone in the tent who could stop Yu Qin at that time, it was only Yan Yunhe.

The person who is most familiar with firecrackers and knows best how to interrupt that firearm.

Yan Yunhe was excluded from the plan and everything was arranged.

The people who arranged for him included Yu Qin.

How cruel must he be to let him put an end to all this, let him stop this drama that he knew was going to send Yu Qin to despair.

If Yu Qin died, he would be the one who killed Yu Qin.

The knife that was struck on the blunderbuss also penetrated deep into his heart, causing blood to flow and the body to be injured completely.

Yan Yunhe opened his eyes. Even though Yu Qin was still beside him, the nightmare still wouldn't let him go.

He propped up his body and placed a kiss on Yu Qin's lips.

"This time, it's not you who abandoned me."

The room was filled with silence.

Yu Qin opened his eyes suddenly. His heart was beating very fast, and his thoughts were still groggy. He turned his face away with all his strength, but the candlelight had been extinguished.

The pillow was empty, as if no one had been there.