"I want to go back to the palace."

Before Du Kun could finish speaking, she suddenly pulled out the dagger from her waist with a fierce look in her eyes:

"This guy dares to hurt my people, I'm going to kill him!!"

"Who are your people?"

A familiar male voice suddenly sounded behind him. Jiang Yuan turned around in surprise and saw the scarred Shen Weibai.

He barely stood with Su Qiao's support, his face stained with blood, but with a smile:

"You said that His Highness is yours?"

Shen Weibai? He is still alive!

It seemed as if someone suddenly lit a few lamps in the dark room, and everything seemed to become brighter.

Jiang Yuan first took a closer look at the wounds on his body. They were very serious and blood was even dripping out, but he seemed to feel no pain and looked at her with a smile.

"I'm asking you something, Ah Yuan." After waiting for a long time for an answer, he asked again: "You said I am yours?"

She said nothing, stepped forward to support him with a straight face, and said, "Du Kun, go find the doctor."

After that, she lowered her head and helped Shen Weibai into the house. She felt sour in her heart and had a feeling of being lost again, and said angrily:

"I thought you were dead."

"Will not."

He looked at her, raised his hand to touch her hair, but put it down again, "I can't die yet."

You better be.

She helped him get on the bed and gritted her teeth angrily: "I didn't expect the emperor to be so cruel. He just wanted to kill me and Du Kun. Why did he have to do it to you too? Are you so intolerant of your own son?"

Shen Weibai said nothing.

He was lying on the bed as if he was used to it, with blood still oozing from the wounds on his body.

Logically speaking, Shen Weibai was a very cautious person. Even though he was injured so seriously, he must not have expected that the emperor would kill him so soon.

Because of Song Rushan?

No, it should be because Song Rushan thought that he might be persecuted, so he acted preemptively.

Somewhat unbearable, she stood up to find some water for him to drink, but just as she took a step, Shen Weibai suddenly asked warily: "Where are you going?"

"I want to go get you a glass of water."

Shen Weibai, who was leaning on the bedside, had a gray face and no luster in his eyes, so he asked again:

"Have you ever thought about leaving?"

"Leave? Where to go?"

She was a little stunned, and Shen Weibai glanced away from her again: "Even if you want to leave, I won't let you go."

With a tremor in his heart, Jiang Yuan pursed his lips, turned around and walked out the door without saying anything more.

Su Qiao was sitting not far away. The wound in his hand was tied hastily with a rag of his clothes. He raised his head to see her and reluctantly pulled his lips and smiled:

"If it hadn't been for the master today, I think we would really have died there."

As if something was stuck in his throat, Jiang Yuan knelt down and looked at him. There was still some panic in his brows, but he had not recovered from the murder: "So many people want to kill us, and they are all the most powerful guards around the emperor. But the master accidentally cut a bloody path from there. To be honest, if we had made the wrong choice at that time, we would have died there."

His body was still filled with a strong smell of blood and a faint smell of sweat, and he could almost feel the urgency of their danger. Su Qiao sighed again:

"If it were another prince, he would at most be demoted to a commoner, but if he were replaced by our master, he would have to pay with his life. The emperor is always biased against him."

"Master must be forced to learn anything difficult, and he will be scolded if he doesn't learn well. But our master is smart and can always learn it as soon as he learns it. He is completely different from the eldest prince and the fourth prince. But the more this happens, the more difficult it is to learn it. I don’t like the emperor.”

Su Qiao looked at Shen Weibai's room absentmindedly and murmured:

"If you think about how stupid the eldest prince is, once the eldest prince has any problems, the emperor will always support him. If there is any conflict between the three brothers, our master will always be punished."

"At first I just thought it was because my father was strict, but then I suddenly realized that it was because the emperor didn't love his son. But our master seemed to have known about it early on, so he had prepared a way out for himself. It was this Tianluo Palace. He pointed to the top: "On the surface, it is the largest restaurant in the imperial city, but underneath it is all our people. They are all built up by the master's hard work. Fortunately, we have retained such a hand, otherwise..."

Su Qiao sighed: "Otherwise, we might have died outside long ago, and the emperor will not let us go."

Jiang Yuan was silent for a long time, went to find tea and came back. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Shen Weibai sitting on the bed with his chest exposed, and his wounds were being bandaged by the doctor.

She quickly took a step back in embarrassment and quickly closed the door. Shen Weibai's voice came from the room again: "Come in."

Somewhat embarrassed, Jiang Yuan lowered his head and walked in, saying angrily: "I'm sorry, Master, I didn't know the doctor was already here."

Shen Weibai didn't pay attention, and motioned for her to come to him, took the tea cup in her hand, and took a sip.

Jiang Yuan glanced secretly with his peripheral vision. These wounds were very deep, but fortunately they were not fatal. Even the doctor sighed:

"Fortunately, you avoided the fatal place, otherwise even gods wouldn't be able to save you with so many wounds."

The wound was very terrible, with dark blood scab slightly condensing on the outside, and even turning outward to expose the flesh inside. The doctor couldn't bear it, but Shen Weibai's expression remained unchanged, as if it was not him who was hurting, but his forehead. The slight drop of sweat oozing out from his body faintly revealed his discomfort at this time.

After a while, the wound was finally treated. The doctor wiped away the sweat and said, "You must not be angry, eat spicy food, or make violent movements during this period to avoid opening the wound. You must take good care of it." Keep it up, it will be bad if the wound becomes infected and the fever develops."

After that, he picked up the medicine box and said, "I'm resigning."

After bandaging, it was equivalent to being more than half healed. Jiang Yuan breathed a sigh of relief: "I didn't expect you have so many people here. Even the doctor is ready."

"I have long expected that one day I will come here. Although there are some things that should be prepared, I still have to prepare them, lest I have nothing and be dead." Shen Weibai looked calm and lazily gathered his clothes. He raised his eyes and looked at her: "Come here and let me take a look."

Eh?

Jiang Yuan stood in front of him in a daze. He held her hand gently and looked carefully at the scars on her arms. They were scratches on the city wall when she escaped, but they seemed to be very serious wounds. , being touched gently by him and asked:

"Does it hurt?"

"Why does such a small wound hurt? There are so many injured places on your body." Jiang Yuan sat next to him worriedly, but his whole body was in tatters and covered with blood stains and dust.

She frowned: "Why are you still wearing this dress? It's dirty. Take it off quickly and I'll change it for you!"

After saying that, he went to catch her, but was suddenly caught by the other party. When he raised his head, Shen Weibai looked at her with a half-smile, with an ambiguous tone:
Chapter completed!