In the evening, Master Kongbei was finally busy with the matter at hand, and during the day, he knew that Zhao Jing'an had woken up, and the moment he heard it, the big stone in his heart was also put down.

didn't even change the clothes on his body, and directly planned to go to see Zhao Jing'an.

Just in case you might see something in the way, I knocked on the door.

The smoke in the house was half lying on Zhao Jing'an, and when he heard the knock on the door, he immediately stood up, "It must be the master who has arrived, I'll open the door." ”

Gone from the worries of the previous days, replaced by the joy of knowingness.

Zhao Jingan was also relieved when he looked at it.

Moved his body to sit more straight.

Yan Rumeng opened the door, and sure enough, he guessed correctly, it was really a master of empty sorrow, "Master, you are here." ”

After that, he poured a cup of hot tea from the table and handed it to Master Kongbei, "You can take a sip of tea first." ”

Although I have been sitting there all the time, it will be uncomfortable to sit all the time, not to mention that my mouth has to move around all the time, which must be more tiring.

Master Kongbei took it, nodded, walked to the bedside, bent over, and touched Zhao Jing'an's pulse with his hand.

After a moment of silence, he showed a smiling face, "It's no big deal if you wake up, as long as you have a good rest and know that the wound is healing, An'er, for a few days, try to lie on the bed to rest, don't get out of bed, the wound is healing, if it is torn open, it will be troublesome." Master Empty Sorrow admonished.

For so many years, he has known Zhao Jing'an's temperament, and the capital must be in chaos at this time, and he must have known the news at the first moment of awakening.

"Zhilu said, uncle, thanks to you these days, otherwise" said and turned to the side of Yan Rumeng, if it weren't for the care of Master Kongbei, Zhao Jingan couldn't imagine what Yan Rumeng would look like at this time.

It's just that the only thing that is certain is that the complexion is definitely not so good.

As his uncle, he has carried so many burdens with himself over the years, and sometimes he even has doubts about him because of that person.

Looking at the woman with the teacup in the joyful place, I couldn't help but feel guilty in my heart, and I looked at the master of empty sorrow with gratitude.

"Isn't it all my business? I have no other relatives but you, I am not good to you, who is good to me? Silly boy. "Take a sip of the tea in the cup.

"Rumeng, you are here with An'er now, I will go out to get you some food, it is not dark yet, don't go out of Lu to walk around easily, wait for me to come back."

"Know, Master." Although Yan Rumeng didn't know what was in it, he knew that things were definitely not as simple as he imagined.

"Thank you uncle." Smile and nod at him, signaling him to feel at ease.

On the side of Jialan Temple, early spring sprouts, everything is just right, and for the capital, it is like falling into the coldest years of the year.

Obviously, the weather has just warmed up, but Zhao Yonglin feels cold to the bone.

Standing outside the Ronghua Palace, he didn't go in for a long time.

With his hands behind his back, he stared at the red glow in the distance, and sighed one breath after another.

The cold wind was blowing, and the clothes on his body were half lifted, and the father-in-law on the side looked at Zhao Yonglin's appearance, and he was worried.

Worried about his body, he stepped forward and reminded: "Your Majesty, it's dark and cold, you better go in, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Looking at the brightly lit Ronghua Hall behind, the father-in-law could only sigh.

The identity is already so noble, why are you not satisfied? Why do you want to poke the bottom limit under His Majesty?

I thought that my majesty didn't know the way, but I didn't know that everything was already under your majesty's nose, so why bother?

"Hmm!" After a long time, Zhao Yonglin turned around and entered the Ronghua Palace.

The palace people in the Ronghua Hall had already informed Zhang Qingyuan that His Majesty had come down, but they had been standing outside the palace and had not come in.

Zhang Qing's wound was not healed yet, and he couldn't move, so he could only open his eyes and wait anxiously for Zhao Yonglin to come in.

"Your Majesty!" The body was half leaning on the bed, and when he saw Zhao Yonglin coming in, he habitually wanted to salute, but was stopped by Zhao Yonglin.

This time, Zhao Yonglin did not sit on the edge of the bed, but sat on the wide chair opposite her, with his hands on his knees.

Almost formulaic, the question asks, "How is the wound today?" What did the Imperial Doctor say? ”

"Back to His Majesty, the imperial doctor said that the mother was weak. It needs to be recuperated for a long time, but the wound is already in the healing stage, so there should be no danger, just take it as required. The grandmother next to her stepped forward to explain.

"Your Majesty, why didn't you come in today?" His eyes did not leave Zhao Yonglin's face, staring at his eyes carefully, as if he wanted to find out what was going on from them.

"I'm thinking about something, and I don't want it to bother you." glanced at the quilt that slipped off Zhang Qingyuan's body, and did not step forward.

Looking at Zhang Qingxuan carefully, her mind seemed to return to the past, when did she become like that?

The person who has been around the pillow for more than 20 years is such a ruthless person.

knew the importance of Zhao Jing'an to him, but he wanted to trap him and never recover.

There was no word between the two, and it took a long while before Zhao Yonglin spoke: "Yuan'er, what do you think about the last assassination?" Can anyone be skeptical? ”

Zhang Qingyuan knew that Zhao Yonglin had killed all those assassins, and after thinking for a while, Fang shook his head, "This concubine can't guess, I can't think of anyone who has the courage to assassinate His Majesty, let alone what its purpose is." Did Your Majesty interrogate anything from the mouths of those assassins? ”

"Well, some interrogations have been revealed, but there are still some things that have not been investigated clearly, and when the investigation is clear, I will tell you." Glancing around the room, "Did Kang'er come to see you today?" ”

"I've seen it, I stayed for a while and left, Your Majesty, now Kang'er seems to be more and more estranged from her concubines, it's better to be An'er, Your Majesty, you said that if An'er didn't have an accident, how good it would be, now"

"Enough!" Zhao Yonglin suddenly shouted, interrupting what Zhang Qingyuan wanted to say next.

In the face of the sudden change of Zhao Yonglin, Zhang Qing was shocked, and looked at Zhao Yonglin in dismay, in his impression, Zhao Yonglin had never scolded himself so sharply, he was stunned for a while, and then, all kinds of emotions came up.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" With a slight choked up in his tone, he asked cautiously.

Sensing his strictness, Zhao Yonglin took a deep breath, "It's okay, it's just that there are too many things today, you can rest first, and I'll come to see you another day." After that, he no longer glanced at Zhang Qing, turned around, and walked out of the Ronghua Hall in a hurry.

Looking at the back of the hurried away, Zhang Qing's face was worried, "Mama, is there something hidden from me under Your Majesty?" ”

"Niangniang, you are too careful, Your Majesty cherishes Niangniang so much, there will definitely be nothing to hide from you, maybe it is really as Your Majesty said, there are too many things during this time, so the anger is a little big, the slave just looked at Your Majesty with a tired face, this time I am too tired, and it is understandable to have a temper, Niangniang, don't think too much, the most important thing is to take care of your injuries with peace of mind." Aiming at the quilt that slipped down, he stepped forward to help Zhang lightly tuck it up.

His brows furrowed, and he always felt uneasy in his heart, "It's better to send someone out to investigate, and tell me immediately if there is news." ”

"Yes, sissy."

Looking at the quilt on her body, Zhang Qingyuan thought thoughtfully, His Majesty had always sat on the edge of the bed before, and would help her tuck the quilt, but this time, it was far away.

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy my heart became.

After Zhao Yonglin walked out of the Ronghua Palace, he regretted it a little, why couldn't he control his temper so much?

looked at the father-in-law behind him, "Go and call me for Kang'er, I will wait for him in the study." "The last thing is the last thing, as long as it is determined from Zhao Jingkang's mouth, then the truth of the matter will be revealed.

But what should he do? Will it really be neat then? Isn't there a little reluctance?

One is his son, and the other is his pillow person.

The atmosphere in the palace has become more and more tense, and Zhao Jingkang can naturally feel it.

In the past few days, there has been no trace and news of Zhao Jing'an, and the mood has become more and more dull, and there is always a thought that comes to mind: "Zhao Jing'an's death is related to his mother's concubine." ”

But the last time he asked, the mother denied it, who should he believe?

The dreary atmosphere made him feel suffocated, and the only way to go was to go to a place where he could forget his worries and sorrows.

After getting drunk, he came out of it with a bottle of wine in his hand.

His body swayed, but he kept pouring wine into his mouth.

The guards who were waiting around saw Zhao Jingkang coming out of it, and immediately stepped forward and saluted him, "Lord, Your Majesty will let you enter the palace." ”

"No, no." Waving his hand, with a deep sense of drunkenness.

"Lord Wang, don't embarrass the slave, if you don't go, Your Majesty will be angry, I heard that he is waiting for you in the study."

"Why do you have to see me? I don't want to go into that place. As soon as I entered that place, I would think of what Zhang Qingyuan had said to him, as well as the good memories of the past, but now they are all broken.

"This slave doesn't know what to do, lord, don't embarrass the slave, enter the palace."

"Let's go, let's go." With blurred eyes, seeing the target of the guards' request, he finally waved his hand and compromised.

When he arrived at the door of the study, his father-in-law, who was waiting at the door, saw Zhao Jingkang standing there stumbling with the smell of wine.

It seems that the next moment when no one is holding on, people will be paralyzed on the ground.

"Ouch, Lord Wang, why do you look like this, you have to go in, Your Majesty is going to talk about you again."

Drunkenly glanced at the father-in-law, "Don't worry about it, the king will make his own decisions about the king's affairs." With that, he pushed open the door and went in.

As soon as Zhao Yonglin, who had been waiting for a long time, looked up, he saw Zhao Jingkang who had stumbled in, and his eyebrows suddenly furrowed, "Why do you look like this ghost?" Fooling around outside again? ”

"No, father, the son just drank a little wine, and he didn't fool around." He stood there staggering, his eyes foggy, and he probably didn't know who was standing in front of him.

"Would you be like this after a little drink? No wonder your mother is worried about your future, she can really use any means. He was angry, but he was also helpless against the son in front of him.