"And then, and then? Did General Di really get hit by the board? The boy stretched his neck, tugged at the cuffs of the imperial doctor, and asked impatiently. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The imperial doctor was silent, his gray and white eyebrows trembled slightly, his lips were pursed, and his eyes were complex and painful.

The boy looked at it, his heart fell suddenly, he lowered his head, and stopped asking questions with interest, and a person muttered in a muffled voice, with sadness, "The princess is noble, the power is monstrous, even if General Di has worked hard and relieved the siege of Shaanzhou, he is just a pawn driven by others." The order of the eldest princess, who dares to disobey it,", as she spoke, she choked up intermittently, and her two big eyes were full of tears, "It's just that ・・・・・・ how unfair it is!" ", raised his head, eagerly and aggrievedly stared at the imperial doctor, "It's like An Sheng, he is just the lowest little eunuch, twelve years old, sold to the palace by his father and mother, and has always adhered to his duty, but because he was slow to salute for a moment, he was beaten to death in front of everyone, but who knows that he was punished for kneeling on the ground and wiping the stone steps for three days and nights because he had no silver to worship?" He died like that, and even the nobles ・・・・・・ the wrapping table refused to give him it. Master, are people's hearts cold? Can those who are born rich and noble in a position of great power treat the lives of others as ants? ”。

"Good boy, don't cry, don't cry," the imperial doctor carefully took the boy's little head in his arms and caressed his back.

The boy's face was moistened against the front of the imperial doctor, and his narrow shoulders couldn't help shaking, "When I first met An Sheng, he was full of scars, and his mouth was more cracked than the herbs in the basket, he asked me in a low voice to ask for a bowl of water, and the cowering appearance was like a thin mouse under the bed, at that time, I looked down on him in my heart, so I stared at him without saying a word, who knew that this scared him away・・・・・・"

The boy tugged at the shirt on his chest, crying and laughing, his voice hoarse from the early death of his playmate, "That stupid thing, I gave it to me when I got a reward, I was beaten and scolded but I hid it myself, in order to help me find a herb, I almost lost my life by mistake, but on the day he died, I hid in the Imperial Doctor's Department, and I didn't dare to see him・・・・・・ for fear of being implicated・・・・・・ master, Feng'er regretted it-"

"Hao Feng'er, you are still young, and many things are beyond your reach." , The doctor whispered, sighing in his heart, child, cry, just cry, it's okay to cry, I've been holding it in my chest, I don't know how long, and there is no one to speak.

The coachman listened and wiped away his tears, twelve years old - his youngest brother was also twelve years old.

The ink cart staggered and rolled on the bluestone slab, and when he was about to reach the palace gate, the boy relieved himself, rubbed his eyes, and his stubborn gaze flowed out from under the red and swollen eyelids, as if he was seeking something, "Master, has the general been hit by the board?" ”

The imperial doctor's jaw moved, hesitated for a moment, and smiled warmly, "Later, Your Majesty heard the news and rushed to the Imperial Garden in time. ”

"Ah," said the boy, smiling happily, "Your Majesty is just and forgiving, and has spared the general's staff. ”

The doctor didn't answer, but listened to the long "squeak" from the car board, and lifted the curtain, "It's here, get out of the car." ”

The boy jumped out of the carriage in joy, ran a few steps, and when he turned back, he saw that the imperial doctor was still in front of the coachman, talking, far away, and could not really hear.

The imperial doctor took out a piece of silver from his sleeve and handed it to the coachman, "The child is unscrupulous, his mouth is open, and he disturbs the quietness of the record, so I hope it is not strange." ”

The coachman took it with a smile, "The road was smooth, the kid almost fell asleep, he didn't hear anything, the doctor was relieved." ”

The imperial doctor nodded, and walked towards the boy, and the coachman looked at their backs, and almost blurted out a sentence,

"Did Your Majesty really save General Di?"

The eunuch had already entered the palace to reply to the decree, and the imperial physician had no choice but to take off the talisman hanging on his waist and hand it over to the palace guards for inspection.

"No need, Gonggong Li has explained before, you just need to go in."

In the blink of an eye, the coachman shook his head, and when he saw the silver-tipped spear shining in the guard's hand, he couldn't help but tremble, and a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"It's dangerous—", the coachman wiped his forehead, shook his head, turned and jumped onto the wheel, and clicked towards another palace gate.

Di Ying, who was persecuted by others, was sitting in You Liang's house at this time, for more than half an hour, since he entered the door, You Liang lay on the side of the bed wall without saying a word, and sparrows flew outside the window lattice from time to time to rest, chirping birds and singing pleasantly and vividly, if it weren't for the birds, the stagnant air in the room would have forced Di Ying away.

He moved, he didn't leave anyone at his age, and after a little time, he felt that his back was tight and painful, and the knife wounds carved on the battlefield in the past were also burning for a while, but he refused to leave, his eyes were glued to the undulating brocade quilt like a magnet, and there was an imperceptible anxiety and loss in the depths of the stagnant water.

This may be the last one.

Not to mention honor and power, does he, a seven-foot man who comes and go in flesh and blood, really want to kneel in front of that woman, like a defeated general who is greedy for life and afraid of death, crying and begging?

Just for a medicinal herb that is rare here and not rare in other countries?

Is it worth it?

He asked himself over and over again, even for You Liang's sake, it was just a medicinal herb.

Well, no matter what, even if he gives up his face and blood, imitates the ancient method of removing his robe and bare back, tying dozens of thorns, and lying on the ground outside the princess's mansion like a wild dog crying and begging for medicine, he dares to take black yarn as a note, and the woman will not be soft-hearted and give him a branch and leaf.

When he made a promise in front of His Majesty's close ministers, he already knew in his heart that this matter was doomed to death, and there was no chance to slow down.

But he still had to beg, to kneel, to bear the humiliation of the woman who made ordinary people die of grief.

This was what he, a loyal servant, a husband who protected the chaff, had to do, but not for the sake of Yuliang's life, and he knew what it meant.

Di Ying sat on the stool, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed his chest became, and even a desperate **** hit his eyes.

"Madame is asleep-", Qin's mother came in at some point, tilted her head to look into the bed, and whispered.

Di Ying turned his head sideways like thunder, fixed, raised his feet and left, "Since you are asleep, don't disturb her." ”

"Hey-", Qin's mother followed out of the house for no reason, following behind Di Ying.

Far away from the door, Di Yingfang turned around, frowned and asked, "What do you have to tell you?" ”

"The old slave has no ・・・・・・", Qin's mother shrunk her shoulders in fear and snorted, "The master can understand, even if the lady treats her coldly, when the master is there, she will sleep with peace of mind." ”

Di Ying's palm behind his back, his fingertips trembled slightly, his face became more and more calm, he hesitated for a moment, and said, "Well, I am a good student to serve Madame." ”

Crossing the middle gate, the family trotted to report, "Master, Zhao Liu Ershi is here to see him, and he is waiting in the study." ”

Di Ying's heart jumped suddenly, and he panicked inexplicably in his chest, if a bad omen was coming.

An hour later, the two crossed the half-foot threshold of An Pavilion side by side, one literate and one martial, dressed in black and white, all with a general look of sluggishness and dejection,