"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Zhao has arrived." Wang Zhan walked into the inner hall of the imperial study and said respectfully.

"Quickly ask the Imperial Doctor to re-dress Qingyu's wounds." Emperor Jing'an hurriedly commanded, his eyes full of concern.

The imperial doctor got the order, and hurriedly ran to Yan Qingyu's side, first took off his coat, and then carefully sorted out his underwear, tearing off the old gauze that had been stained red with blood.

The scar on his arm was half a palm's length, and the wound was a little deep, but now because of the crack, the blood had penetrated the gauze, which was shocking, and Emperor Jing'an couldn't help frowning, "Why is the injury so serious?" ”

Yan Qingyu looked at Emperor Jing'an quietly, he couldn't see through Emperor Jing'an's thoughts, let alone guess the reason why Emperor Jing'an favored him, but he had to admit that from childhood to adulthood, he did grow up under the care of Emperor Jing'an.

He has no father or mother, he is fostered in the palace, and the favor he has received since he was a child was given by Emperor Jing'an. Even if he was naughty when he was a child and was chased and beaten by Emperor Jing'an, it was only a few beatings on his buttocks, and Emperor Jing'an was never reluctant to punish him heavily, so that even His Royal Highness the Seven, who had always been favored, was a little jealous of him.

Everyone even secretly said that Emperor Jing'an loved his son more than his own son.

Until one day, he accidentally learned that his biological father was likely to die under the cruelty of Emperor Jing'an because of his high merits, and his mother also died prematurely because she couldn't stand the blow.

Since then, he has been an orphan without a father and mother, and has been sent to the fence.

It was easy for him to kill Emperor Jing'an, but he called Emperor Jing'an's father for more than ten years, and after so many years of fatherly love, he couldn't do it.

He unconsciously began to slowly alienate Emperor Jing'an, he was afraid that this so-called favor was a scam, he didn't know what Emperor Jing'an regarded him? Is it taking advantage of him, or is it because of guilt?

He didn't know, he couldn't guess, he always felt that there was a big net enveloping him, and he wanted to break free from the shackles, but he was powerless.

Everything he got was given by Emperor Jing'an. Even this life was raised by Emperor Jing'an.

He didn't dare to blindly assassinate Emperor Jing'an, so he could only choose to secretly investigate the truth of the year, but after four years, the mystery was still shrouded......

Imperial Physician Zhao took out the potion and carefully wiped it for Yan Qingyu, the potion touched the wound, Yan Qingyu's sore arm shook, and the person came back to his senses.

"The Overseer is only a wound of the flesh, and no water must be seen until the wound is scabbed, and all food should be light." Imperial Physician Zhao finished bandaging Yan Qingtian, and after saluting, he withdrew from the imperial study.

"Is this hand alright?" Emperor Jing'an asked with a frown.

Yan Qingyu hurriedly shook his head, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the minister is fine." ”

Emperor Jing An looked at him, his brows furrowed a little.

Yan Qingyu was a little uncomfortable stared at by him, hurriedly stood up, bowed his head and said, "If Your Majesty is fine, the minister will go back to the house first to change his clothes." ”

Emperor Jing'an's pupils were deep, he stood up with his hands behind his back, and asked in a cold voice, "Tell me, how did you get hurt?" ”

Yan Qingyu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised her head to look at Emperor Jing'an with a serious face.

Emperor Jing'an snorted lightly, "This wound is clearly a knife wound, dare to deceive me, you are so bold!" ”

Yan Qingyu panicked in her heart, her eyes were a little evasive, she suddenly thought of something, her heart twitched, she raised her head sharply and looked at Emperor Jing'an, with an imperceptible sneer hooked at the corner of her mouth, and said sentence by sentence: "The minister met an assassin a few days ago and was accidentally injured by an assassin. ”

Yan Qingyu looked at Emperor Jing'an intently. Although he was injured by 'Miss Ye Er', he wanted to take the opportunity to test Emperor Jing'an.

"Assassins?"

"The Assassins all have bats tattooed on their shoulders." Yan Qingyu said.

"Bat pattern? Have you ever found out who did it? Emperor Jing An asked.

Emperor Jing'an did not have the slightest abnormality, and Yan Qingyu was a little stunned for a while. He couldn't see through whether Emperor Jing'an was too good at disguise, or if he didn't send someone to assassinate him at all.

Yan Qingyu shook his head, "They are all dead, and there is no living mouth." ”

"Qingyu needs to send more people around to protect her, I don't want to see anything happen to Qingyu." Emperor Jing'an said seriously.

Yan Qingyu sneered in her heart, took a deep breath, nodded slightly, and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, it's not so easy to kill a minister." ”

Emperor Jing'an was just about to say something more, when he saw Nangong Qi running into the inner hall of the imperial study, grabbed his arm, and said coquettishly: "Father~"

"Naughty again, why are you kid here?" Emperor Jing An looked at him with a smile.

"Father, my son misses you." Nangong Qi took Emperor Jing'an's arm, snuggled his head on Emperor Jing'an's shoulder, pouted and said coquettishly: "Doesn't my father want his son?" ”

"You kid is less obedient, let's say, do you have something to ask for?" Emperor Jing An glared at him with a smile and a smile.

"Why!" Nangong Qi pouted.

"Stinky boy, knowing the son Mo Ruo's father, I still don't know you?" Emperor Jing An glared at him, "If you are so coquettish, you must be in trouble again." ”

"No, it won't! Father, is it possible for your sons to make such nonsense in your eyes? ”

Emperor Jing'an looked at him with a smile, and was about to say something, only to hear Yan Qingyu frown and say: "Your Majesty, there are still affairs to be dealt with in the Imperial Jin Army's edict, and the minister will retire." ”

Emperor Jing'an turned his head to look at him and nodded slightly, "Qingyu will take care of the wound first when he returns to the house, and leave those trivial matters to others." ”

"Yes." Yan Qingyu turned around and walked outside the imperial study without looking back, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Father, Yan Qingyu is injured?" Nangong Qi said curiously.

Emperor Jing An turned to look at him, pinched his ears lightly, and asked with a smile: "Are you naughty again?" ”

"How is that possible!" Nangong Qi rolled his eyes, and pleaded with Emperor Jing'an: "Father, the third brother is going to the suburbs of Beijing to do business in the past two days, and his sons also want to follow." ”

"Stinky boy, don't look for me for anything, I really guessed right." Emperor Jing'an poked his forehead and said with a smile: "Your third brother went to do something, what are you going to do?" Do you add to the chaos? ”

"Look at what my father said, the sons are just going to play, how can they cause chaos." Nangong Qi clasped his hands and pouted.

"Am I not ready?" Emperor Jing'an shook his head helplessly, and glanced at him with a smile, "I can't do anything about you kid, if I don't agree to you, I'm afraid I'm going to stick to me!" ”

"Hehe, I know that my father is the most favored minister." Nangong Qi said with a smile.

Emperor Jing'an stroked his head with a kind face, "Qi'er has lost a lot of weight, eat more on weekdays." ”

Yan Qingyu walked out of the imperial study with a cold face, and was almost bumped into by a little eunuch.

The little eunuch was startled and hurriedly knelt on the ground, "The overseer forgives the sin." ”

"Why are you so flustered?" Yan Qingyu stopped, looking strange.

"Back to the Overseer, there is news from the Taishi's Mansion that the Taishi is critically ill, I'm afraid it won't be an hour or two, and the slave is in a hurry to spread the word to His Majesty, so I almost bumped into the Overseer." The little eunuch replied.

"Taishi is critically ill?" Yan Qingyu's pupils dilated.

The little eunuch nodded hurriedly, "Yes, the slave will not disturb the overseer, the slave is still waiting to pass on to His Majesty." ”

The little eunuch got up and was just about to run to the imperial study, when Yan Qingyu came back to his senses and grabbed him.