This sound woke up Huang Jing, who was already sleeping unsteadily.

Like a frightened rabbit, he opened his eyes suddenly, and subconsciously shrank back into the bed. It was about to touch the wound, and the pain made him snort and gasp quietly.

Gao Shenghan turned around, walked to the bed and sat down, patted the futon gently, and whispered comfortingly: "It's okay." Xu is aimed at me. "Although she dared to pack the ticket, those assassins were definitely aimed at Huang Jing, but she couldn't frighten the flowers and plants, right?

Huang Jing's consciousness gradually recovered, and when he saw the figure in front of him clearly, he was inexplicably relieved and quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, the ministers are fine. The emperor only has to deal with things, and there is no need to worry about the ministers. His throat was so dry that he struggled to speak, so he simply shut up.

"Xiao Lan, you stay and protect Lord Huang, I'll come when I go." Gao Shenghan weighed it, although he could only ensure Huang Jing's safety to the greatest extent by staying here, but the matter of interrogating those assassins could not be completely handed over to the guards, and it was not appropriate to bring the murderer here, it would make the beauty feel a lot of pressure, so it was better to go by herself. She suddenly regretted a little that she didn't bring the multi-functional Deng Fat Man. If you don't have enough money, you might as well bring one of the four treasures! At least on the lookout for the sick......

While thinking, his eyes swept towards Wei Lan, very uneasy. This cargo has been taken care of by himself since he was a child.

Wei Lan hesitated. His duty was to protect the emperor.

"Why don't you interrogate me for me?" Gao Shenghan was slightly dissatisfied. That's what I hate the most, obviously he is the emperor, but Wei Lan prefers to listen to the fat man's words.

Wei Lan hurriedly waved his hand, "My subordinates are worried that if they don't control their temper well, it will be bad if they punch it." The subordinates must live up to the trust of the son and protect Lord Huang! "When they go out, they don't avoid small things, and they sometimes call them brothers.

For Gao Shenghan, Wei Lan is indeed a younger brother-like existence. Not only because he saved himself, but also because the two have been together for more than ten years. The difference is that her ten perverted masters did not officially accept Wei Lan as a disciple, but let him practice martial arts with him, as for the benefits of opening a small stove, Wei Lan did not have it. When he didn't understand, he could only rely on the guidance of Gonggong Deng, and his martial arts attainments were a little worse than his own. But compared to most of the guards and even the secret guards, Wei Lan is already very good.

When the emperor went out, Huang Jing secretly looked at the legendary first guard.

Wei Lan.

The emperor's close attendant.

You can walk with a knife in the forbidden middle, and you can go in and out of any place with a waist card. Not only in the palace, but also in any corner of the capital, such as in the mansion of the hundred officials, the people's homes, prisons, and yamen. There was no place he couldn't tread.

However, every time the emperor was playful and did things, he sent this person far away, as if he didn't want the other party to know that it was unbearable.

Huang Jing suddenly had a strange thought: this is what the emperor grew up holding in the palm of his hand......

A sturdy and athletic figure, slender and well-proportioned limbs, delicate and beautiful facial features, but with a sense of perseverance and courage, full of masculinity.

Could it be that the emperor likes this type?

recalled that before leaving the palace, the emperor was angry and rushed to the crown for His Royal Highness Proton, and Chen Zixiu was even more favored when he returned from his travels......

Huang Jing was gradually surprised.

Most of the young people who were taken captive into the palace before were handsome and lovely, and they stood with the emperor and did not violate the harmony. And now that the world is declining, there are not a few old and young masters in big families who raise children and rabbits, and those men are all sven and delicate young men, or they have raised them for a few years to raise feelings, and most of them are the type of delicate and soft bodies that are easy to push down, how have you ever seen ...... A tall and strong martial artist?

But the emperor seems to be good at this. This realization is a bit of an adaptation.

Imagine that the emperor and Chen Zixiu are standing together, who is the special one who presses whom? Could it be that the emperor is actually ...... Crushed?

Huang Jing was given goosebumps by her own whimsy.

Wei Lan was also stared at by the other party's gaze, glanced at him a little strangely, pursed his lips, and sat down on the chair facing the door, puffing up his ears and concentrating on guard.

I faintly heard the sound of wailing and begging for mercy not far away, and suddenly felt a little itchy, I don't know what insidious means the emperor has resorted to......

Suddenly, with a movement of his ears, he jerked up from his chair, ran silently to the window, and stretched out a finger to block a small reed pipe that had pierced the window paper, and the force was so light that it was almost imperceptible.

After a while, his fingertips were slightly hot, and the man outside the window choked on the smoke backing up, and was immediately subdued by the guards who rushed to hear the sound.

Wei Lan opened the window and saw that a thin man fell on the floor of the corridor and twitched his hands and feet, rolling his eyes, he was already delirious, and he had to be arrested obediently.

Wei Lan gestured, and the guards understood, and dragged the person away and threw it to the emperor for disposal.

"It's for me." Huang Jing said coldly, her already pale face becoming more and more gray.

Wei Lan's lips moved, and she didn't answer.

Huang sat silently for a while, slowly lay down, and suddenly pulled the quilt to cover his head, and the whole person curled up.

Looking at the bulging quilt trembling slightly, and faintly hearing a vaguely suppressed sob, Wei Lan suddenly felt a sadness in his heart.

Regardless of whether Huang Jing did what that person said or not, the other party had no intention of letting him go. So his family......

Wei Lan didn't know if her life was more miserable or Huang Jing's fate was more tragic. He didn't even know where his family was, his childhood, only the emperor, Gonggong Deng, and the ten masters who did not formally apprentice. Huang Jing has parents, sisters and younger brothers, if she suddenly loses them all this time......

Wei Lan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He rubbed his eyebrows, pressed down the sourness, and continued to sit on the chair facing the door, staring at the closed door in a daze. Isn't it a little better to never get it than to lose it after you get it?

Wei Lan fell into distress.

But with a stick of incense, the emperor turned around, and he looked in a good mood.

"Not bad! Vigilance is high! Gao Shenghan patted Wei Lan on the shoulder, praised it, and then turned to Huang Jing, saw the other party's slightly red and moist eyes, was stunned, and asked, "Wei Lan bullied you?" ”

"It's nothing, I was blinded by the smoke just now." Huang Jing reluctantly pulled away her smile.

In order to appease the other party, Gao Shenghan didn't go around in circles, and said directly: "I know the whereabouts of your family." I have sent someone to a village less than a hundred miles from here. ”

Huang Jing's eyes widened in disbelief, her lips opened slightly, but she couldn't make a sound, her face was both hopeful and frightened.

"However, there is a bad news. Your sister-in-law hooked up with the son. Perhaps, your family's affairs have something to do with her. ”