On the other side, in the National Teacher's Mansion, the lights are bright at this time, and the day is general. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When Xue Huaijian entered the door, Jiao Xuan was eating his supper, which was a dish of roasted eel, which was cut into five-inch sections and fried in slender strips, and then glutinous rice dumplings, diced ham, and bean flour were burned in one pot, which was not a troublesome dish.

In terms of his status and status, such dishes are even more frugal and simple, but Jiao Xuan eats them with relish and is very happy.

Seeing Xue Huaijian, he didn't stop chopsticks, but only waved his hand to beckon him to come forward. Xue Huaijian called out "Father-in-law" without a big expression on his face, and then he asked slowly: "Why did you go to the Falling Mountain Courtyard today?"

Xue Huaijian smiled when he heard this: "It's just a matter of interest." ”

Jiao Xuan held the chopsticks, took the tip of the chopsticks to poke the glutinous rice dumplings on the plate, missed one poke, and lost his hand again with the second poke, and suddenly lost his temper, slapped the chopsticks on the table, and frowned tightly.

After a long while, he sighed, returned to his previous appearance, and said, "I asked people to find you back because the Sixth Prince wanted to see you." ”

Xue Huaijian was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed slightly: "Could it be-"

Before he could finish his words, Jiao Xuan had already picked up and said, "The illness committed in the time is now calm. As soon as he had a seizure, he was sent to the National Teacher's Mansion, where he was resting in his room. ”

Xue Huai's eyes were dull and speechless.

Jiao Xuan continued: "The sixth prince, this kid is thoughtful and suspicious, and no one believes it, even if he is Laozi, I am afraid that he has never trusted him. There are only two people in this world who can make him believe. One is Emperor Shouchun, and the other is ...... It's you. ”

Xue Huaijian sat down and said lightly, "I know." ”

Jiao Xuan nodded: "This is a good thing. ”

"It's a good thing. Xue Huaijian followed his words and responded.

Jiao Xuan squinted his eyes, grabbed the chopsticks on the table again, and said, "Since you're here, let's go see him." ”

Xue Huaijian shook his head, stood up and walked to the door, walked to the door and suddenly stopped, turned his head to look at the brocade-clothed old man under the lamp and said: "Father-in-law, how to remove the root of the illness of the six princes, or do you have no eyebrows?"

Jiao Xuan grabbed the chopsticks and looked up at him when he heard the sound, and saw the young man standing by the door with a slender figure and handsome eyebrows, and he suddenly remembered when he first saw him in a daze.

"If there are eyebrows, there is no need to ask the six princes to continue to suffer this hardship. ”

Jiao Xuan finally poked a small glutinous rice ball: "However, if you get those maps, maybe everything will be solved." ”

Just epilepsy, when it comes to that time, it's nothing.

He sighed and put the glutinous rice balls into his mouth.

Xue Huaijian walked out of the door thoughtfully. The lights outside the corridor flickered, and the figures were twisted and hideous, like evil ghosts crawling out of purgatory. He stood under the porch and stared at the shadows on the wall for a moment before raising his feet and walking towards the room where the Six Princes were.

The house is not welcoming, so there are no guest rooms in the house.

Even if the Six Princes came, it would be the same.

......

Xue Huaijian walked to the door of his room with ease.

He has not lived in the National Teacher's Mansion for several years, but his original room is still there, and all the furnishings in it are the same as when he moved out. Because someone cleans it every day, the inside is clean, but you can move in at any time.

He left a house for his father-in-law in his house, and his father-in-law still kept him in the national teacher's mansion.

Xue Huaijian glanced at the people guarding the door, motioned for them to stand back, and pushed the door open on his own. Since Yang Jue stayed this time, he could only rest here.

He entered the inner chamber and saw the sleeping boy on the bed.

The face was pale and haggard, and even in his sleep, he still frowned, but he didn't show any of his usual arrogance.

Xue Huaijian stepped forward gently and sat down on the chair in front of the bed.

- Yang Jue like this, no matter how many times he has seen it, he still feels strange.

The arrogant and presumptuous Sixth Prince seemed to be so fragile and helpless. But when the seizure occurs, the person will suddenly fall unconscious, and then foam at the mouth, the horns are arched back, and the eyes look up, extremely painful and embarrassed.

He had witnessed the scene of Yang Jue's illness, but he couldn't bear to touch his eyes, and he also had palpitations when he recalled it.

It's no wonder that Yang Jue never allowed Emperor Shouchun to get close to him when he was sick.

is so embarrassed and helpless, how can he want to let his only sister who values him see.

Xue Huaijian sat on the chair, clasped his hands on his laps, leaned forward slightly, and looked at Yang Jue on the bed. His eyes were closed, and even his breathing was light and thin, only his eyeballs rolled under his noses, as if he were in a dream.

Suddenly, Yang Jue's breathing sounded urgently, and he opened his eyes with an "ah", and his forehead was covered with fine sweat, as if he had woken up from a nightmare.

He gasped for breath for a while before he finally calmed down.

Xue Huaijian stood up and went to make a cup of tea.

Yang Jue drank it dry in one gulp, raised the cup and said in a dumb voice: "I'm still thirsty." ”

Xue Huaijian smiled, took the cup and went to make him another one: "Slow down, choke carefully." ”

But Yang Jue's hair was frizzy, where did he slow down, and he took the teacup and drank it in a hurry, but he really choked. He coughed repeatedly, raised his hand to cover it, and asked unsteadily, "Shouchun, but you know?"

Xue Huaijian reached out and patted him lightly on the back: "As always, keep it a good secret." ”

When Yang Jue heard this, his coughing gradually stopped, and he looked at his eyes carefully before saying, "That's good." He put down his hand and let out a long breath, "Those miscellaneous people have always been ineffective, if Shouchun knows, I will have to kill them one by one." ”

Xue Huaijian frowned.

Yang Jue didn't see it, and still kept saying: "Everyone is secretly looking forward to my death, and I don't know how long I can be obedient." ”

When he said this, his brows were furrowed, and his face was solemn, as if he was genuinely worried. After saying a few words, Yang Jue suddenly sat up from the bed, looked sideways at Xue Huaijian and said, "Brother, you have to accompany me these days!"

The boy's voice was hoarse, but his tone was like a grumpy child coquettish with the elders.

Xue Huaijian looked at him, raised his hand and rubbed his temples.

Yang Jue frowned, and when he saw this, he asked suddenly, "But what happened?"

"Something is true. ”

Hearing this, Yang Jue leaned over his body, propped his hands on the quilt, leaned his face to Xue Huaijian, and said with a cold expression: "Is it my annoying brothers who are demons again?" Or are those remnants of the previous dynasty making trouble again?"

Xue Huaijian took out a handkerchief and handed it to him.

Yang Jue took the sweat and wiped it, and found a floral fragrance on the handkerchief, and couldn't help but look at him suspiciously.

Xue Huaijian said lightly: "That daughter of Jing Ningbo, you can't marry." ”