After some tired and beautiful warmth, Yun Miao let him lie down and rest honestly.

And she was also very tired, so she drove back all the way and changed his wound medicine, and she almost had no strength.

After Yang Xuanling was sure that she didn't hate touching her, he didn't continue. Her eyes were a little blue, and she was obviously not physically fit and tired.

"I promise you that I won't send you away from me again." That's right, it's 'leave him'!

If he goes back to the Prime Minister's Mansion, she will also be together.

Yun Miao nodded in a daze, "Well, I asked people to send those ledgers back to you." I am also the one who makes trouble in the sister-in-law temple. ”

Yang Xuanling was also a little tired, but when he heard her words, he instantly sobered up, "What you just said, you did it!" ”

"It's me, they bullied me, of course I can't spare it. In the future, if there is a chance, I will continue to step on ...... "Concubine Chen, is it?" Give her a good wait!

Yun covered his mouth and yawned, adjusting a comfortable position in his arms that did not get in the way of his wounds.

I fell asleep after a while.

Yang Xuanling lay straight and upright for a while before hugging her tightly and falling asleep.

……

He Rong knelt at the door of Yang Xuanling's room dejectedly.

Chi Er walked over and pointed to Yun Yuan's side, "Your son-in-law is in that house." ”

"Oh." He Rong stood up and walked to the door of Yun Yuan's room to kneel.

At this moment, the door of the room opened, and Yang Xuanling came out of it.

Dressed in a black loose tunic robe, the black hair is not tied, and it is draped straight on the back, and the forehead hair has some fragments, falling in front of the eyebrows, looking lazy and uninhibited.

He Rong knelt heavily on the floor with a loud voice, "The small one is not good, and the young owner asks you to punish it." ”

Yang Xuanling didn't look at him, his eyes kept staring at Chi Er coldly, "Remember, go prepare the paperwork first." ”

"Yes." He Rong immediately went to prepare.

After He Rong left, Yang Xuanling's body suddenly erupted with a terrifying and dangerous aura, "You want to replace me?" ”

"Huh?" Chi Er was slightly stunned, if he was joking, he took it seriously.

This vinegar!

couldn't help teasing him, his mind rose again, "That's right! I don't care how many hands she's for as long as she's willing."

Before the word 'goods' fell, Yang Xuanling raised his hand and clenched his fist, and the speed was so fast that it reached his face in the blink of an eye.

Chi Er was faster, and the moment he touched his face, he turned his head sideways to avoid it, and counterattacked with ease.

Yang Xuanling didn't hit him hard, and he avoided his blow.

"Second master, why did you fight? Stop, stop, the prefect is here. The shopkeeper hurriedly came upstairs, and when he saw the two of them congenital masters fighting, his face changed greatly, and he didn't tear down his inn.

"Prefect?" Yang Xuanling stopped.

Chi Er didn't move again. After last night, he already knew that he was about the same level as him. If you have to divide the victory and defeat, it will inevitably be either you die or I will be injured, and now there is a big trouble outside, and it is not worth wasting combat power for this little battle of words.

Zhao Ping, the prefect of Dunxia Prefecture, is of medium stature, neither tall nor short, and his appearance is ordinary, neither handsome nor ugly, just like his self-introduction.

"Zhao Ping, mediocre Ping." Zhao Ping was smiling all over his face, and his small eyes were squinted and he couldn't see the eyeballs, which added a bit of slippery meaning to him.

Yang Xuanling did not come down from the upper floor. Three years ago, Zhao Ping went to Beijing to report on his work, and they met in the palace and exchanged a few words of greeting.

Chi Er asked Zhao Ping to sit down in the lobby, "If you have nothing to do, you will go to the Three Treasures Palace, what do you have to do with the prefect?" It doesn't hurt to be straight. ”