The last question carries a strong coercion, and it is the majesty and strength that only those who are accustomed to exerting pressure in a high position can have.

This feeling is too familiar to Yue Song.

The former emperor, Yue Rong, and even other people with higher ranks than him had more or less given him this kind of coercion.

His momentum immediately softened a little, and he had to bow his head and salute: "Yes, the minister understands." ”

King Hui was already waving his hand a little impatiently, and he didn't bother to say anything, signaling him to leave quickly. Yue Song retreated without any further entanglement, and the further he walked out, the heavier the clouds between his eyebrows became. Hong Ding, who was waiting outside the mansion gate, greeted him, and Yue Song asked with a calm face, "Is Yue Tang dead or alive?" Didn't you mean in a coma? Why did King Hui say that he had already seen her? ”

Hong Ding was slightly surprised: "Have you seen it?" How so? When Xia Guan came out, she was still lying down? ”

Yue Song snorted coldly: "Then I'm going to pay a good visit!" ”

Hong Ding led Yue Song to the side of the medical hall, explaining to Yue Song the surrounding layout, how to fight the epidemic, how to deal with the people of Beiting and other matters along the way. Yue Song listened intently, interjecting occasionally, and was a little surprised by Yue Tang's behavior.

She was not a bold person when she followed her side before. But if it is not under his nose, there are often astonishing acts.

Yue Song hooked his lips and smiled, and said to himself: "Do you want to get ahead like this?" ”

As if he hadn't heard of it, Hong Ding pointed to the nearby mountains and said, "Over there is Wanglu, which specializes in treating seriously ill patients. ”

Yue Song said unhappily: "What did you bring me here to do, is it contaminated with the epidemic?" ”

Hong Ding: "Naturally not, but you just said that you should let the lower officials tell you everything about Lanxi in detail, so ......"

"That's it." Yue Song frowned and looked around, and there was a slight terror in his eyes, "He is so talented in governing the army." Oh, I was really condescending in the past. ”

Yue Song walked into the medical hall, greeted Fang Rong first, and asked about Yue Tang's injury after a few polite greetings. Fang Rong shook his head and sighed: "It's hard to say, new injuries and old injuries plus poisoning - it's all up to the general's will." ”

Yue Song: "Then is it possible for her to wake up two days and night ago and go out to run errands?" ”

"It's impossible." Fang Rong was quick to deny it, but added another sentence when Yue Song walked in, "But this General Yue often acts unexpectedly, and I don't stay by her side day and night, so I won't be surprised if someone tells me that she went out at night." ”

Yue Song's footsteps paused: "You mean, is she pretending?" ”

Fang Rong waved his hand again and again: "No, no, no, how can such a serious injury be faked?" It's true that I'm dying. ”

Yue Song didn't bother to listen to him anymore, and walked straight to the bed where Yue Tang was lying in the inner room, without any scruples. As he walked, he secretly touched the small arrow hidden in his sleeve, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.

Yue Tang, who was lying on the bed, was pale and looked like he was about to die. Yue Song slowly approached and sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Yue Tang and called, "Fourth sister? ”

Yue Tang didn't respond, and he didn't move. Yue Song raised his hand to probe her snort, only to feel weak and intermittent, as if he might die of anger at any time. Yue Song heard Hong Ding talk about Yue Tang's injury, and he raised his hand to lift the quilt to see if she was really seriously injured, but when his hand was just touching the edge of the quilt, he heard a sudden voice behind him-

"No."

Yue Song was so shocked that he immediately turned around and pulled out the long sword at his waist and pointed directly at the source of the sound, but saw a white-robed monk sitting cross-legged with one hand with his palm upright, and holding a string of Buddhist beads in his other hand and hanging down at will on his knees, with a little awe-inspiring in his peaceful eyes, like a Buddha statue.

Yue Song's eyes were sharp, and his mind turned to think of a monk mentioned in Hong Ding's words, and reprimanded: "Medical monk Xuehuai? Why are you in my sister's room? ”