Zhong Wan was half-knelt beside Yu Yan. He couldn't hold blood on his forehead. The blood flowed down from his brows. Zhong Wan didn't care about the tube and asked hoarsely. "You only ate this, didn't eat cold food. No? "

Yu Yan looked up slightly and glanced at Zhong Wan. At this moment, he was unconscious and couldn't understand who was in front of him.

Zhong Wan drew a distressed distress. He carefully explored in Yu Yan's arms, but found nothing, and asked again, "I didn't eat cold food, did I?"

Yu Ai chewed the tea in his mouth and shook his head gently.

After waiting for Zhong Wan to relax, Yu Zheng said to himself, "Gu Yuan won't let me eat."

Zhong Wan's hand holding Yu Jin's jacket was stiff.

Zhong Wan held back his tears and choked his throat slightly, "Did you see the letter I left for you? Do you think I'm gone? Not coming back?"

Yu Yan frowned at Zhong Wan, not understanding what was being said.

"I ..." The blood swirled on Zhong Wan's face. He was afraid to scare Yu Jian. He stood up and took a cup of tea. He poured the tea on his face with his head raised, and the pain in his forehead was hurt by the tea. Regardless of being in control, he wiped his face, turned and whispered to Yu Zhen, "First ... get up first, I won't go."

Yu Yan was torn by Zhong Wan, not forgetting to protect the tea bag in his hand, he packed the tea bag and put it back in his placket.

Zhong Wan pulled Yu Yan on the bed, and he pulled a quilt and wrapped him up. Yu Yan quietly moved with Zhong Wan, his eyes murmured whispered, "Don't touch the things on my desk ..."

"Why, what?" Zhong Wan glanced out, busy, "I didn't move, what? The imperative? Put it away for you?"

Yu Yan shook his head, "Don't touch, that's the clay figure I bought for Guiyuan."

Zhong Wan's lips trembled slightly, and the distressed was about to crack.

Zhong Wan held Yu Jian across the quilt, his shoulders trembling violently, and his head was buried deeply in the quilt.

"I……"

Zhong Wan didn't care if Yu Yan could hear or couldn't hear it. He held Yu Yan tightly and whispered softly, "The clay figurine is broken, it's okay, it's okay, I don't like it too much ... I was forced to go there seven years ago Buy me, I was homesick at the time. "

"The princess always held me side by side. She had no children in front of her. When she took me ... I was used to it, and the small vendors knew that the young master Ning Wangfu's silver was easy to make, then ..." Zhong Wan paused and whispered Said, "They waited for the hour, waiting for me and Lin Si to go to school, they would be on the alley outside the gate of Ning Wangfujiao. As long as it was a child's thing, the princess would buy it for me."

"It's just ..." Zhong Wantong's eyes were red and he shook his voice. "I just teased you deliberately ... The princess took care of you too severely, and felt that your life as a kid was not tasteless. I want you to go to the street too. Walk around me ... "

"At that time, I also pretended that I had nothing to say ..." Zhong Wan yelled at Yu Jian, saying, "I knew what I was thinking, but ... everyone said it was your father. The king killed my father and the king Ning, so many words cannot be said. "

Zhong Wan murmured, "Later, I wanted to drive a lot. In my life ... I have to bring up the care of Princess Ning, I have no face to see them again. I am not afraid of retribution, but ..."

Zhong Wan looked at Yu Jian with tears in his back, and said softly, "But what about you?"

The Zhongjia ancestors and ancestors were in heaven, knowing that they were devoted to the son of Emperor Chong'an, would they be angry at Yu Jin?

In the day, after Yu Yan left, Zhong Wan took a sigh of relief, and died holding on to the sick, left a handwritten note, went out of the house, called a horse, and went to the Zhong family ancestor's grave.

Zhong Wan has not been there for seven or eight years.

Zhong Wan confessed that she had insulted her ancestors, and she herself removed her name from the genealogy and refused to set foot on the ancestor's grave.

Now that I learned of the blood feuds of the year, I wouldn't come.

Zhong Wan stole his head for a few hours before his parents' grave.

Zhong Wan didn't dare to justify his own insults over the past few years. He scratched countless heads and blood-stained stone steps. He only asked the underground parents to blame only himself. Do n’t stop being angry. His son-in-law is gone.

"It's me who tempts you first, and it's me who seduce you ..." Zhong Wan wiped his face casually. "If it's guilty, it's mine ..."

Yu Yan closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Zhong Wan turned over to let Yu Yan lie down, and he and his clothes lay beside Yu Yan.

"Zi 宥 ..." Zhong Wan leaned his head on Yu Jin and murmured, "I don't know if the crimes you have suffered over the years are collecting debts. I'm afraid they don't know, so I want to talk about it ... It's not you who do wrong, nor you who are guilty. "

Blood and tears on Zhong Wan's face penetrated into the quilt, silent.

I don't know how long, he just fell asleep with Yu Jin.

At dawn, Zhong Wan awoke.

Yu Yan was still lethargic.

Zhong Wan sat up and touched Yu Yu's forehead. He didn't feel anything. He fell down and touched Yu Yu's forehead. Zhong Wan was taken aback. He was much hotter than Yu Yu.

Zhong Wan was sore all over, and her forehead was even more painful. Then she noticed that she was feverish. Zhong Wan exhaled softly and got out of bed lightly.

Zhong Wan didn't know if he was cold or anything. He regretted that he shouldn't collapse with Yu Jue last night. He didn't know that Yu Jue was passed on. He pulled Yu Yu's robe and put it on. Pick up the impertinent imperial torn tears from the ground.

Zhong Wan was secretly shocked. On the imperial edict ... there were still a few tooth marks.

Zhong Wan spelled it out again.

Emperor Chong'an was quite gentle, and his purpose was not so shocking. He only said that Yu Jian was born to a good family woman in the palace of Princess An Guo's princess. On that day, the eldest son of the emperor's eldest son, the second son of the emperor, was frail, and his age was ill Emperor Chong'an was worried that Yu Zhong would be in trouble, so he temporarily seized his royal name and raised him under the knees of King Yu and Princess An Guochang.

Emperor Chong'an did not formally rename Yu Yu for his will, but only said that he would seal the prince, Lord Yu, and amnesty the world.

No surname, no mention of reserve.

Zhong Wan squinted ...

It does n’t matter how you say it. Yu Yu is the son of Emperor Chong'an. Although the Chinese have long taken it easy, but to really recognize it, it must be done step by step. Letting Yu Yu enter the cabinet is also to make Yu Yi a little political achievement, so gradually rewarding, more convincing.

Think of it this way, Chong Andi's arrangement is very suitable.

On the other hand, this is Chong'an Emperor Yu Yan.

Who is Chong'an Emperor, and how could he truly believe that Yu Jian suddenly took him as his father.

How many lives are blocked in the middle, and father and son's love has drifted away over the years, how can it really return to the past.

Really set up a reserve, and with regard to Yu Jin's temperament, will he do what his father and father do?

Chong An emperor Yu Jian's burden of torture and humiliation these days sees it all. Will he not think about this layer?

Even if Yu Yan wouldn't do anything, once the Prince was officially established, would Yu Yu and Xuan Qiong jump over the wall?

Emperor Chong'an was fearful on both sides.

Zhong Wan was holding the imperial edict, and felt that the next book of Li Chu was not so fast.

I have to think of something more.

Zhong Wan was a little dizzy. He was uncomfortable with burning all over, so he didn't dare to entrust him with the decree, so he went to seek the doctor himself.

Walked to the door, Zhong Wan hesitated, afraid that Yu Yu on the bed would wake up for a while, and just like yesterday, she could n’t find herself and became crazy.

Zhong Wan really didn't want to see it again when Yu Yan was sick.

Zhong Wan thought for a while, sighed, turned back, stood in front of Yu Yu's bed, bowed her head and smiled bitterly, took off her robe, took off her blouse, and put it in Yu Yan's hand.

Seeing something so private, shouldn't this man think about it any more?

Zhong Wan thought that the cooking was thorough, put on her robes, and braced herself to find a doctor.

After half an hour, the sky was bright, and Yu Yan woke up staggeringly.

After each illness, Yu Yan's memory would be very vague. He sat on the bed, reflecting for a while, faintly remembering yesterday.

Yu Zheng looked at the bed account in stun and laughed at himself.

It's all over.

Zhong Wan is gone and everything is over.

Yu Jin originally thought that this was the worst situation. When he sat up, he realized that the world is volatile and life is faltering. Whenever he was desperate, there were always more terrible things waiting for him.

Yu Yan's eyes trembled slightly. He looked at the messy bed, the blood stains on the quilt, and a robe of unknown origin at hand. His face and blood color faded instantly.

Yu Jue got up in despair, looked down at his arms, chest ...

Intact, not even a wound.

The blood was not his, it could only be someone else's.

Yu Jian was a person who had read many words, and when the blood on the quilt would appear, he knew very well.

Yu Yan looked at the coat on the bed in disgust, angrily, "Come here !!!"

The outer housekeeper Feng rolled in and came in.

"Who ... who?" Yu Yan's lips were pale, and he pointed at the lining of the bed, pressing the sky full of anger, "Which **** is this?"

Butler Feng was stunned for a while, and the two of them had a fight?

The steward Feng carefully prepared and muddled, and said, "Why ... what?"

Yu Yan did n’t remember what happened last night. He knew he had this crazy disease, so he did n’t dare to stay in the government at all, just because he was afraid that someone would find a hole when he was sick, but he did n’t want to be defenseless , Actually still unblocked.

If Zhong Wan knew, would he come back?

How do you explain it yourself?

Yu Yan's desperate thought, would Zhong Wan feel that he was dirty?

The steward Feng felt that Yu Yan's demeanor was really wrong, and he frightened and fought: "What is wrong, Shizi ...?"

"Can't you see?" Yu Yan's voice trembled. "You can't see the blood on the quilt and the bitch's clothes? Who is it?"

The steward Feng swallowed and whispered softly, "How this is done, the slave is not clear, but there is something the slave must tell you clearly ..."

Mr. Feng whispered softly: "From last night to now, only Master Zhong has been to this room."

Yu Zheng was struck by lightning and froze in place.

The ambiguous blood on the bed was not disgusting for a moment, and the blouse also became stubborn.

but……

Yu Yan was lost, "I hurt him so deeply, he didn't leave, he came back, came to me, I ..."

Yu Yan collapsed, "Then what did I do to him?"

With a glimmer of hope, Yu Zhen asked, "What about others?"

"It's not good. When I get up in the morning, I say that I have fever again, and I still feel pain." Feng steward said, "Go to the doctor."

Yu Jin: "..."

Yu Yan's face turned slightly red, and he turned to arrange the quilt on his own. Feng's housekeeper was busy going to help, Yu Yan was standing in front of the quilt, hesitantly, "This, this is not what you should see ... this is what Zhong Wan's fall ... forget it, anyway, I'll do it myself. "

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