Heng Yuanjun really didn't expect that one day, he would be forced to ask his real name by a small medical officer from the Tai Hospital.

"No name" is true - when he was born, Emperor Jianxi personally came to Qinyuan to see him, and left a decree that the child should not be named.

The word Hengyuan is his father's fiefdom, and it is also a name that was passed down by his descendants later.

"There's really no name." Heng Yuanjun said softly.

He thought in vain that he should have brought out a servant who could calm the scene...... Now in this scene, I am afraid that the medical officer in front of me will mistakenly think that he is deliberately making trouble.

But such a palace secret is really not something that can be explained clearly.

"Then what do your parents and brothers call you in private?" The medical officer looked a little angry, "Did you just call your number?" ”

Heng Yuanjun lowered his eyes slightly, and his father shouted to himself......

It's been a long time since anyone mentioned such an old story.

In the only remaining impression, he still remembered a little of the afterimage of the first prince of the Great Zhou.

his father who was imprisoned in Qinyuan by Emperor Jianxi;

a father who takes medicine every day but is getting worse;

A father who often sighs long and short but is reticent......

My father loved to play chess, and was obsessed with chess, and occasionally when he was in good spirits, he would stand at the door of the house and shout his name to the yard.

When he ran to his father, he would pick him up and ask, "Good boy, are you playing chess today?" ”

“…… Book white. Heng Yuanjun spoke softly.

When the medical officer asked which two words they were, he couldn't help but complain, "Earlier...... What's so good about this kind of thing? By the way, what's your last name? ”

"Chen."

The pen in the doctor's hand paused for a moment, and then the unhappiness on his face quickly faded, and he coughed lightly, and said no more irrelevant words.

The two of them asked and answered, and quickly collected the information in the form.

The medical officer turned to leave, but Heng Yuanjun suddenly called out to him.

"Is the writing on this wall also Dr. Bai's?" Heng Yuanjun asked softly.

"Well, yes."

"Why are you writing this?" Heng Yuanjun looked at the words again, "In the doctor's room, shouldn't there be some words such as 'medicine to cure the disease' and 'hanging the pot to help the world'." ”

"Originally, it was a 'wonderful hand rejuvenation,'" replied the doctor, "but Dr. Bai said that he did not have that ability, so he changed it." ”

Heng Yuanjun was stunned for a moment, but quickly sank his eyes and nodded, "So that's the case." ”

"You rest, when we can visit at dawn, we will come and call you."

"Hard."

The young medic replied politely, and then opened the door from the outside.

Tranquility returned to the house.

Heng Yuanjun couldn't sleep, he sat down opposite the pair of words, and looked at it for a long time.

He couldn't tell what had aroused his interest, but he suddenly saw a little bit of himself in the words.

Speaking of which, although he was already very familiar with the past of the Bai family, he had never seen Bai Yiqi before.

If the days could be pushed forward, he really wanted to talk to this young man. But this is a mistake...... I don't think there will be that chance anymore.

……

Early the next morning, Han Chong slowly woke up.

He heard someone pull the curtain open in the room, and the light outside illuminated the room.

When he opened his eyes, his vision was blurred, but he could faintly see a man in white sitting nearby, who was facing him without saying a word, with his hands in his arms.

Han Chong leaned back into the bed with some vigilance, and the man spoke softly, "It's me." ”

- Heng Yuanjun's voice.

Han Chong blinked vigorously, and it took a long time for him to really come to his senses.

"Ming Gong ......?" He gasped with some effort and tried to sit up, "How are you ......?"

"Don't move." Heng Yuanjun said softly, "If you move again, the doctor here will drive me out." ”

Han Chong stopped struggling and lay there quietly.

"Now it's fun." Heng Yuanjun had a little smile on his face, "What is the result?" ”

"Lost." Han Chong said in a low voice.

"What about them?"

"It should ...... I guess I escaped. Han Chong said softly, "I'...... It's not very clear either. ”

"Hmm." Heng Yuanjun nodded, "Then wait for the news, it shouldn't take long." ”

Han Chong sighed almost imperceptibly, "Subordinate...... Impotent. ”

Heng Yuanjun smiled - losing under an opponent like Wei Shishi is actually not a shame.

But considering that this sentence was quite a bit of praise for Wei XIV, he kept silent at the right time.

"Ming Gong don't guard here," Han Chong said softly, "The subordinates are fine...... That is, you need to rest. ”

Heng Yuanjun nodded, he looked out of the house, and raised his voice slightly, "Can I pull the curtain up?" ”

"No," the apprentice's voice sounded outside, "we'll have to ventilate now." ”

Heng Yuanjun shrugged his shoulders lightly and laughed to himself—although he had only stayed for one night, the rules here were indeed so big that he was amused. After a while, a young man walked in, he opened the cabinet and rummaged through it for a while, finding an eyepatch for Han Chong to put on.

"That's thoughtful." Heng Yuanjun smiled, "Thank you." ”

When only Heng Yuanjun and Han Chong were left in the room, Heng Yuanjun stood up, he paced slowly in the room, Han Chong obviously did not sleep - although he was wearing an eye patch, he still looked in the direction of Heng Yuanjun.

"Ming Gong, please go back." Han Chong urged again.

"It's not said yet." Heng Yuanjun's voice fell silent, "I'm still waiting for Lord Han's reply." ”

Han Chong was stunned for a moment, then slowly lowered the corners of his mouth and turned his head back with a little unwillingness.

He looked at the ceiling and whispered, "The subordinate said that this is the last time." ”

Heng Yuanjun smiled, "With your expression, I don't believe that you are the last time." ”

“…… Did Ming Gong have long expected that I would lose? Han Chong spoke a little low, seeing that Heng Yuanjun didn't answer, he just took it as the other party's acquiescence, his brows furrowed even tighter, and his breathing fluctuated violently, "But this time I don't have no chance of winning, it's just-"

"I understand." Heng Yuanjun said softly.

Han Chong originally had a lot of words to defend, but at this moment, Heng Yuanjun said "I understand", which made him feel that his justification was a little pale - what if there is a chance of winning, it's not that he lost!

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he felt, and the hand in the quilt clenched into a fist.

"What does Ming Gong understand...... Han Chong whispered, "Ming Gong won't understand." ”

"Lord Han wants to know, why did I expect you to lose, but I still let you go?" Heng Yuanjun asked softly.

Han Chong's expression condensed slightly, and he thought seriously for a while before asking in a low voice, "...... Why? ”

"Back then...... Aren't I in the same mood as Lord Han? ”

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