Violent and sick beauty [interpenetration]

Chapter 62 Divine Power

Jing Hanzhang took Yan Xingyu away from the Prime Minister's mansion openly, and he couldn't stop him at all.

The Seventh Prince's mansion is not like the Prime Minister's mansion, which only has a majestic exterior and a simple interior. Not only is it majestic and extravagant on the outside, but it is also huge and luxurious when entering the door. There is elegance everywhere that does not match Jing Hanzhang's temperament.

The mansion had been built years ago, and everything was missing. After Jing Hanzhang returned last night, he returned to the palace early this morning and moved out of the palace without stopping.

When Jing Hanzhang brought Yan Xingyu there, the attendants were moving things in one box after another.

Yan Xingyu was carried off the horse by Jing Hanzhang, lifted the cloak covering his head, and looked at it curiously.

Jing Hanzhang took his hand and walked in without hesitation, saying: "I brought you some gadgets from the northwest, and I will show them to you later."

Yan Xingyu didn't want any gadgets, he was content when Jing Hanzhang came back.

Jing Hanzhang saw that Yan Xingyu was sick, as if he couldn't lift his spirits for anything, so he gave up his plan to show off, and wanted to let him rest for a long time before talking.

Just as he entered the mansion, he heard the attendants say that King Rui had arrived.

Jing Hanzhang was a little embarrassed, Yan Xingyu said: "It's more important to see King Rui first."

Jing Hanzhang nodded and pulled Yan Xingyu inside.

Yan Xingyu was a little surprised: "I want to go too?"

"Go." Jing Hanzhang dragged him carelessly, "See my elder brother, why don't you go?"

Yan Xingyu: "..."

Jing Hanzhang's words were meaningless at all, but Yan Xingyu, who was never shy, blushed a little at this moment.

Jing Hanzhang didn't see it, so he dragged him to see King Rui.

King Rui was sitting in the front hall. He didn't know how long he had been waiting. He was probably bored. He was casually looking at a piece of paper that was densely written on it.

Hearing the careless footsteps, King Rui knew that his younger brother was coming, he had no choice but to let go of his hand, raised his head and said: "You go out of the court directly, I didn't even have time to talk to you..."

King Rui's voice stopped abruptly, he looked at Yan Xingyu behind Jing Hanzhang in surprise, and only then did he know what Jing Hanzhang was doing to leave the palace in such a hurry.

He originally thought that Jing Hanzhang was going to see Yan Xingyu in the prime minister's mansion, but he didn't expect to steal him out directly.

Yan Xingyu saluted: "I have seen the prince."

King Rui hurriedly said, "There is no need to be too polite."

Jing Hanzhang raised his eyebrows, looking a little impatient, and said unceremoniously to his brother: "Is there anything important that we can't talk about tomorrow?"

King Rui glared at him, Jing Hanzhang had no choice but to obediently pull Yan Xingyu to sit beside him.

King Rui looked at Yan Xingyu, and hesitantly clenched the paper in his hand.

Jing Hanzhang probably saw it, turned his legs up, and said slyly: "It's okay, you don't need to avoid him."

King Rui: "..."

Spilled water!

King Rui flicked the paper in his hand angrily, and said: "In the years since you were not in the capital city, the man holding the sting guard has secretly stirred up a lot of things, and he has almost eliminated most of the second prince's lineage."

Jing Hanzhang asked strangely: "So crazy?"

"Well, not long after you left, that person started to attack intermittently." King Rui handed the paper to Jing Hanzhang, and said, "Thanks to his publicity, I dug out a lot of things secretly."

Jing Hanzhang took the paper and found that he couldn't recognize the densely packed characters on it, so he threw the paper to Yan Xingyu.

"What did you dig out?" Jing Hanzhang asked directly.

King Rui sighed and said, "That's the list of guards left by the King Regent in the capital city."

Jing Hanzhang was taken aback, and his dangling toes also stopped: "Jingwei? How much did you dig out?"

"But there is a chance." King Rui said, "The sting guards were buried too deep. Some of them were buried decades ago before the death of the emperor and the full wings of the regent king."

Yan Xingyu was looking at the list, and by the way quietly selected a few noble people to read their names to Jing Hanzhang.

Jing Hanzhang leaned forward and glanced at the densely packed names, feeling his scalp tingling.

There are so many people, but only one in ten. It seems that the death of the regent king in battle may have a real reason.

As Yan Xingyu read, his voice paused, and he saw a familiar name on the final list.

When Jing Hanzhang heard that he stopped reading, he asked doubtfully, "Is that all?"

Yan Xingyu tugged at Jing Hanzhang's sleeve, and whispered, "Your Highness, Feng Chenzhou."

Jing Hanzhang asked in surprise: "Is he also a Zhewei?"

King Rui said: "He was trained to be the Jingzhe Guard since he was a child, but the Regent died in battle before he was an adult. Feng Chenzhou was taken out after several years in the Jingzhe Guard."

That's why there is the current Shaoqing of Dali Temple.

"By whom?"

"Yan Xiuzhi."

Jing Hanzhang frowned now: "Why is it related to Yan Xiuzhi?"

He seemed to have thought of something, and said in shock, "Yan Xiuzhi is also a Zhewei?"

Yan Xingyu, who had been looking at the list, laughed. He laughed at himself and said, "My uncle should be regarded as the remnant party of the regent. If not, he would not have been fighting all the year round and would not have returned to Beijing for a long time."

It's not good for King Rui to say something wrong about his uncle in front of Yan Xingyu, he coughed in embarrassment, and said to Jing Hanzhang: "Xing Yu was ill a few days ago, you should send him to rest first."

"Sick?" Jing Hanzhang, who was in deep thought, was taken aback, and hurriedly said to Yan Xingyu, "Why are you sick again? Didn't you take your medicine properly?"

Ever since he was a child, King Rui had never seen his younger brother who hates cats and dogs speak so tenderly.

King Rui was inexplicably sour.

Yan Xingyu smiled and said, "It's just a heart attack."

When talking about heart disease, Jing Hanzhang froze, hesitating for a long time before he said: "I... I didn't find the root of the Buddha in the northwest."

Yan Xingyu had known for a long time that the northwest could not be found, so he didn't hold out much hope.

Seeing his pale face, Jing Hanzhang couldn't bear to let him accompany him here to stir up disputes in the capital city, so he talked to King Rui and helped him to rest.

Yan Xingyu was probably really tired, he didn't care where Jing Hanzhang took him at all, he was supported and fell on the couch, surrounded by Jing Hanzhang's breath, he fell into a deep sleep almost instantly.

Jing Hanzhang stood by the couch and looked at him for a long time, then took off his outer robe and put it on him.

After a while, he returned to the front hall again, King Rui glanced at him with a half-smile.

Jing Hanzhang looked a little uncomfortable, and said vaguely, "What's wrong?"

King Rui said indifferently: "You are really courageous. If you just go to the Prime Minister's mansion and snatch someone away, you won't be afraid that Yan Ji will trouble you?"

"Hmph." Jing Hanzhang is not afraid, "He may come to look for him, but I am not afraid."

King Rui: "..."

King Rui's eyes seemed to be looking at the little fool, he sighed: "Then you steal it, why don't you also steal the genius doctor from Xiangfu?"

Jing Hanzhang said with disgust: "I don't want to steal that quack doctor who hasn't changed his clothes for several days."

King Rui: "..."

"You are stupid." King Rui was getting a little angry, "Didn't you notice that Yan Xingyu's body is so bad? There is no miracle doctor watching all the time, so you let him wait to die in your mansion?"

Jing Hanzhang sat stupidly for a long time, and then said anxiously: "He...he was fine when I left, why now, why does the genius doctor have to be by his side to watch?"

Seeing his distraught look, King Rui said softly: "In the past two years, I have heard that he was seriously ill more than once, and there was another time when he almost woke up. Fortunately, the genius doctor of the Xiangfu has rejuvenated."

Jing Hanzhang sat blankly on the spot, and said in a daze, "But... only two years have passed."

After Jing Hanzhang said this stupid sentence, he remembered what Yan Xingyu had said to him before.

"How long can you live, tell me?"

"Four years is long enough."

Jing Hanzhang always thought that he had enough time to treat Yan Xingyu well, so he dared to go far away from the border and return in two years—if he hadn’t promised Yan Xingyu that he would bloodlet him if he couldn’t find the Buddha’s roots in two years, it would probably be by the end of this year return.

Jing Hanzhang thought almost fearfully, Yan Xingyu's health is already so bad now, if he really delays until the end of the year...

When I come back, is he... still there?

Jing Hanzhang sat for a long time, got up suddenly, and ran out without saying a word.

King Rui hurriedly said, "What are you doing?"

Jing Hanzhang didn't turn his head back: "Bring that genius doctor too."

King Rui: "..."

Call someone a miracle doctor now?Who called a quack doctor just now?

***

Yan Xingyu folded Jing Hanzhang's robe and slept until night when he was awakened by a familiar scent of medicine.

The medicine was so familiar that Yan Xingyu sat up in bewilderment, thinking that he was still in Xiangfu.

"Are you awake?" Jing Hanzhang came from outside in a single suit, holding a bowl of medicine in his hand, and sat on the edge of the bed.

Yan Xingyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw him, and skillfully took the medicine bowl over, as if drinking tea, without changing his face, he drank the black bitter medicine in one gulp.

After he finished drinking, he handed the medicine bowl to Jing Hanzhang, and said in a hoarse voice, "Is the fish's breath coming?"

"Yeah." Jing Hanzhang patted his chest and said proudly, "I invited him here."

Although Yu Xi took advantage of the fire and robbed a lot of money, but His Highness the Seventh Highness has plenty of money.

Seeing his lively appearance, Yan Xingyu couldn't help laughing.

Jing Hanzhang skillfully stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth, and said, "Is the medicine bitter?"

Two years ago, Yan Xingyu never called medicine bitter. Jing Hanzhang thought it would be the same this time, but unexpectedly Yan Xingyu nodded slightly and said, "Bitter."

Jing Hanzhang was startled.

Yan Xingyu lowered his head and said softly: "Your Highness gave me too much candy, I can't bear it anymore."

Jing Hanzhang felt pain in his heart when he said these words, he touched Yan Xingyu's face, and said in an extremely soft voice: "If we cure the disease, it won't be so painful."

This is to let bloodletting take Buddha's root.

When Yan Xingyu heard this, he was silent for a while without saying a word.

Jing Hanzhang saw that his eyelids started to fight again, and frowned, "You still want to sleep?"

Why does it seem like you can't get enough sleep?

Yan Xingyu leaned on the soft pillow, looking at it and wanted to fall asleep again.

Jing Hanzhang was a little flustered, and hurriedly tugged his hand: "Xing Yu, don't sleep, talk to me."

Hearing what Jing Hanzhang said, Yan Xingyu managed to pull himself together.

"Okay, what do you want to say, Your Highness?"

Jing Hanzhang choked for a moment, he just wanted Yan Xingyu not to be so lethargic, and after racking his brains for a long time, he asked, "What have you been doing in the capital city for the past two years?"

Yan Xingyu is very obedient, always answering any question: "Copy Buddhist scriptures."

Jing Hanzhang couldn't understand Yan Xingyu's habit of copying Buddhist scriptures when he was free, so he coughed and said vaguely, "Then...why didn't you write to me?"

Jing Hanzhang sent many gadgets from the border over the years, and every time he sent them, there must be a letter that only Yan Xingyu could understand.

He doesn't know how to write sweet words, let alone compose poems and songs, so he has to write down interesting stories on the frontier for Yan Xingyu to read, trying to make him happy as much as possible.

In the past two years, Jing Hanzhang sent countless letters, but he didn't get a response from Yan Xingyu.

As time passed, Jing Hanzhang began to wonder whether Yan Xingyu had forgotten him, and was secretly sad for a long time.

"It's too far away." Yan Xingyu thought for a while and said seriously, "I want to talk too much with His Highness, but I'm afraid you won't be able to read the words."

Jing Hanzhang was a little awkward, and muttered in a low voice: "Then I can't just write one."

Yan Xingyu was afraid that he would be sad, so he stretched out his fingers to hook Jing Hanzhang's hand, and said softly, "Next time, I will write to His Highness every day."

Jing Hanzhang was unexpectedly easy to coax, and Yan Xingyu coaxed him into ecstasy with a casual word.

"Your Highness will never leave again." Jing Hanzhang crossed his arms, very arrogantly, "I will not go anywhere in the future, I will just stay in the capital city, and no one will drive me away."

Yan Xingyu's eyes, which had not been bright all this time, lit up suddenly, but he quickly remembered, and said: "The spring hunting in March, isn't Your Highness still leaving Beijing?"

He said, looking a little disappointed.

"It's not far away from Beijing, anyway." Jing Hanzhang was thinking about finding Yuxi for bloodletting later, he was a little absent-minded, and said casually, "Anyway, I will take you wherever I go."

Yan Xingyu was completely stunned at this moment, he hurriedly tugged Jing Hanzhang, as if he wanted him to repeat the promise that meant so much to him, but felt that it was too unreasonable to make trouble, and he was so anxious that he didn't know what to say.

Jing Hanzhang originally planned this way, and the hunting ground is not far from the capital city, half a day's journey away, although Yan Xingyu's health is poor, but it is not so bad that he can't even ride in a carriage.

"Just wait and see your highness show off his might."

Jing Hanzhang has practiced in the Northwest for many years, and his skills are no longer comparable to those of the small fights in the patrol camp two years ago. He looked like a peacock spreading his tail, his head was almost raised to the sky, humming: "Spring When hunting, watch Your Highness sweep away thousands of troops and bring you back a bunch of deer."

Yan Xingyu: "..."