With the departure of Princess Xuanwen, this family affair was revealed.

Although the emperor was still sad, he had no choice but to pile up state affairs and had to cheer up to deal with it, but when he was talking to the officials, he couldn't help but cry when he mentioned Prince Changping.

"I'm wrong, I won't take children."

The officials sighed and persuaded each other, talking about the children in their respective families, who went to the house to uncover the tiles, broke their legs while riding horses, and fell into the river when catching fish.

"Children are like this, it has nothing to do with whether they can bring it or not, there are always all kinds of disasters, and it is a great luck to grow up peacefully."

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Prince Changping will not die in this catastrophe, and he will be safe and worry-free in this life."

said some words, discussed a few court affairs, the officials also retired in advance, and no one came to disturb again, and the queen in the harem also sent someone to pick up the emperor, so that His Majesty must not work hard and go back to the palace to rest.

The emperor accepted his wife's kindness and dragged his tired body out of the imperial study.

"Your Majesty's face." The eunuch who carried him sighed and looked distressed, "When the emperor really has no pure heart day by day."

The emperor is still surrounded by the old man of the year, and he speaks and does things a little casually, as if he is still facing the six princes of the year.

The emperor didn't care, he was happy to feel the old times once in a while, or to be amused, or to be inspired.

"When the emperor's heart is pure, that's not a good thing." He said.

"So is this Lord Huo." The eunuch continued to sigh, "Don't say hello either."

The emperor smiled bitterly and looked down at the stains on the cuffs, which were just the time to kneel down to Princess Xuanwen and wipe her tears.

"It was really unprepared." He sighed.

The eunuch snorted: "It's all Your Majesty who is too indulgent to Huo Dudu, he is getting bolder and bolder, and he dares to do anything."

As he spoke, he looked around again.

"It's good for him, he shook his hands and left, leaving His Majesty anxious."

"It's not something he can handle, and it's even more embarrassing for me not to leave and stay here and make noise." The Emperor said, holding out his hand to his forehead, "Let's go."

The eunuch sighed, "Look at what he did!"

The Emperor stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead as he walked slowly.

Yes, Huo Lian did this really...... Good!

So good, so good, the emperor pressed his hand to his forehead, and walked briskly.

......

......

When the twilight was dull, Liang Siwan also got up from the bed.

"Has the Governor returned?" She asked.

She is Huo Lian's pet and is ready to welcome her master's return.

The maid hesitated for a moment, and said, "I'm back."

It's back, what's there to hesitate about? Liang Siwan glanced at the maid.

"The Governor is back in the front yard." The maid hurriedly said.

The front yard is the Metropolitan Inspector, Huo Lian's errand is often day and night, not to mention going home and going out, there are many times when the third watch is called away in the middle of the night, what is there to hesitate about?

Liang Siwan glanced at the maid again.

The maid was a little flustered, and hurriedly asked, "Miss, what do you want to eat?" The kitchen has prepared your favorite steamed meat."

Liang Siwan didn't look at the maid again, she snorted, she didn't quite understand what was there to panic about, what could be going on in this empty mansion?

The dim cell echoed with mourning, and even the brightest torches were covered with a layer of gray, like real and illusory, like the world and more like ghosts.

But in addition to the mourning, there was also enthusiastic laughter in the cell today.

"Governor, you can't imagine it, look at how quickly this injury heals."

"The medicine I Lao Sui newly concocted for internal and external use is really wonderful."

"I can guarantee that in two days she'll be up and out of bed."

Ever since Dr. Sui saw Huo Lian, his voice hadn't stopped.

When the jailer heard this, he interrupted him and said, "Dudu, as you have been told, I have chained her.

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Huo Lian hummed, looked at the girl on the bed, and sure enough, there were already a few chains wrapped around her body.

"Dudu, she'....." Doctor Sui spoke again, but this time he was grabbed by the jailer and dragged out.

"Governor, we're waiting outside, and you're ready to tell us anything." The jailer said.

After that, he dragged Dr. Sui out.

"What are you doing?" Dr. Sui complained, "I'm not done yet."

The jailer glared at him, "What do you say?"

"Hurt." Doctor Sui said.

"Won't the Governor himself look at it?" The jailer scolded, "Noise."

Dr. Sui was annoyed: "How is this noise? This young lady's injury is very strange, and I can't understand it without explanation."

The jailer looked at him, "Noise."

The argument between the two men was isolated outside the cell, and there was silence inside.

Huo Lian looked at the girl on the bed, he didn't need the doctor to say it in detail, he could see that he had not been reborn for a few days, the wounds were healed all over the place, and her pale face was restored to clarity, wrapped in wounded cloth and heavy chains, like a young bird sleeping in a nest, stable and sweet.

Huo Lian sat down on the side, his gaze falling on the crook of Qixing's arm.

The six-foot sword lay quietly.

Since that night when Seven Stars came over to take the sword in blood, and Huo Lian handed the sword to her, the six-foot sword has not left her these days.

At first, she held on to it and fell into a coma, her hand was stiff as iron, and then she could let go, but as soon as she took it away, she turned uneasy, and Huo Lian let the sword stay by her side.

"Useful for healing is good medicine." Doctor Sui said very approvingly.

Good medicine, Huo Lian reached out and pulled the six-foot sword out of the chain, how could the heavy and cold sword be good medicine? It is a murder weapon.

Princess Xuanwen's face rang in his ears.

"Isn't it really sad to do it to a child?"

The sound of questioning echoed again.

In this gloomy cell, the unpopular cell is particularly harsh.

Huo Lian let out a sneer: "What's so sad about this?"

Born as a prince and enjoyed the royal glory and wealth, of course, he had to bear the dangers brought by the glory and wealth.

What's wrong with the little ones?

He could even cut off his father's head.

"What's so sad about this?"

There seemed to be a voice in the cell again, not Princess Xuanwen's shrill female voice, nor Huo Lian's sneer, but the old man's scream.

The flaming torches jumped, burning the dim shadows into a human figure, a tall, gray-haired man with messy white hair spread over his broad shoulders.

"Liang Bazi—" His voice swept through the cell like the wind, "You listen to me—"

Huo Lian raised his head and looked at the void.

"You are loyal to the king and protect the country, for the peace of the world, for the orthodoxy of the avenue, what you do is righteous, you have nothing wrong, and you don't need to be ashamed."

"Liang Bazi, raise the sword in your hand!"

Huo Lian raised the six-foot sword and slowly pulled out the scabbard, the firelight jumped down, and the sword body emitted a ghostly light.

"What are you doing in a daze!"

"Cut—"

Huo Lian closed his eyes, and the six-foot sword fell on the back of his hand, and the blade instantly cut through the flesh and skin, and bright red blood dripped down.

Seven Stars, who were sleeping on the bed, opened their eyes.

"Why are you cutting yourself again?" She asked.