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Half an hour later, the Emperor's carriage stopped at the entrance of the Xue Mansion.

The Holy Lord got down from the carriage, his face somewhat condensed. He received a solid salute from General Xue before pulling up his lips and asking, "Secretary Xue, I have disturbed you today."

Old General Xue was flattered, "Your Majesty's presence is an honor for me, and I am doubly pleased."

Gu Yuanbai smiled and crossed over to the inside of Xue Mansion. General Xue hurriedly followed, the vast crowd's hands were busy, Gu Yuanbai walked as fast as he could, no joy or anger could be heard in his tone, "Xue Qing, why doesn't Xue Jiuyao come out to see me?"

General Xue's face stiffened and he stammered, "This, he ......"

Gu Yuanbai's steps jerked to a halt.

General Xue also hurriedly stopped, the saint turned his head from his body, the side of the face in the daylight can not see the expression, the face is covered by the shadow, fine hair flying, General Xue always felt that the saint's gaze on him sinks, presses him in his heart not to go up and down.

A few moments, the saint's lips hooked up, softly said: "Xue Qing people in the northern border, Xue Jiuyao will be in the capital to support a whole Xue House. A few months ago, Mrs. Wan passed away, I'm not in good health, but he also invited himself to serve in front of the temple, doing everything himself. He hall general position, months as a day diligence, not arrogant, really rare."

General Xue rightfully said, "Your Holiness is being overly complimentary, and it is only right for my son to do these things."

"Really should?" Gu Yuanbai was still smiling, only his smile was colder, "Xue Qing, Xue Jiuyao is doing things to my liking, he is a good candidate for marching and fighting, and has the talent of a general. He did such a small thing in front of the temple, does Xue Qing not think that I have wronged him?"

Where would General Xue think like this? He quickly shook his head, "It's the canine son's good fortune to be able to serve before the saint, if he breaks any rules, the saint will just punish him directly, no need to think of the old minister."

Gu Yuanbai gave Old General Xue a deep look and turned around to continue walking forward, "Secretary Xue, I'm relieved when you say that. I'll be honest, Xue Jiuyao used to be very much in line with my wishes, since that's the case, he'll come back to the palace in a couple days."

Old General Xue stalled, "Your Holiness, this--"

As if he hadn't heard, Gu Yuanbai asked again, "Xue Qing, where is Xue Jiuyao."

"Let him come to see the ride," the saint seemed to know what was going on, his eyes dark, fixed on old General Xue, his smile slow, "If you can't see the ride, Xue Qing, you'll have to talk to me about the reason why you can't see it."

*

Xue Yuan was still locked up in the ancestral hall, and Old General Xue brought His Holiness to the window of the ancestral hall, and when he looked inside, he could see a blurry figure kneeling on the ground under the deep darkness.

Gu Yuanbai's nose was sensitive, and the moment the window opened, he smelled blood.

Cold smile.

Heh.

Xue Jiuyao was beaten up.

The person Gu Yuanbai wanted to sleep with, the other half of the person he went to bed with half a month later, was just moved by old General Xue Ping to use the family law, and saw blood.

"General Xue," Gu Yuanbai's tone changed as he looked at the figure in the darkness and said in a low voice, "What did Xue Jiuyao do that could make you so furious?"

General Xue's face flashed with embarrassment, the heartache that had risen at the sight of Xue Yuan's appearance instantly turned into anger, he snorted coldly, "Your Holiness, the boy was stubborn, he deserved it!"

"Guilty as charged?" The four words swirled playfully on Gu Yuanbai's tongue.

When Tian Fusheng heard this tone of voice from His Holiness, his skin had tensed up and he took a cautious step back.

But after all, Elder General Xue was not a slave who had long accompanied His Holiness, and he nodded his head unnoticed, saying with hidden anger, "If he doesn't change, and doesn't admit his mistake for one day, then he won't leave the ancestral hall for one day."

Gu Yuanbai lowered his voice and laughed.

This laughter was so sudden that Old General Xue could not help but look sideways.

"General Xue," the saint slowed his voice, "the world is mine."

Fingertips raised, gently pointing down at Xue Yuan in the ancestral hall, the Saint's hand inserted into his sleeve was calmly placed, "The world is my world, and the people are my people. Xue Jiuyao, naturally, is also mine."

The saint smiled and turned his head to look at Old General Xue with a smile and soft eyes, "Secretary Xue, without my permission, how could you beat him into this state?"

Old General Xue froze in place, and only after a long time did he hastily explain, "Your Holiness, I had a reason for what happened."

"Xue Qing," the saint intoned, "no matter how causal, you shouldn't have laid such a heavy hand."

"Heaven and earth, ruler and parent," Gu Yuanbai turned his head back, looking through the window into the ancestral hall, "This time, remembering that you are Xue Jiuyao's father, I will not take it into account. But General Xue," the saint's voice sank violently, "a slap, a hairline, before I give my permission, you can't move him a bit. My things, good or bad, I teach myself lessons, if a bystander intervenes, I will be unhappy and will be very angry."

He, "Got it?"

*

The door to the shrine was opened from the outside.

Xue Yuan's mouth was dry and thirsty, and his lips were peeling. He raised his eyelids to meet the prevailing light and thought to himself, "Is it the food and water delivery person who has come?

The sound of water in the teapot rang out, and the aroma of tea mixed with the rich scent of rice. Xue Yuan's eyes widened slightly as he watched His Holiness step into the light, his hunting cloak raised and was instantly covered over him by His Holiness.

The edges of the red cloak slowly fell, Gu Yuanbai squatted in front of him, "Silly?"

Xue Yuan: "Your Holiness ......"

Gu Yuanbai hooked his lips and looked Xue Yuan up and down.

Xue Yuan was already strong and sturdy, and now that he had spent the night in the shrine, he couldn't see much on his face. He was better than what Gu Yuanbai had imagined, Gu Yuanbai settled her heart and gently patted her palm. The palace guards put down an exquisite low table in front of Xue Yuan, the dishes warmed with hot water in the food box were still steaming, the delicacies and hot soups were placed on top of it, the imperial doctor came forward and checked the injuries on Xue Yuan's body.

Xue Yuan was stuffed with a pair of jade chopsticks before he came back to his senses, he looked at the saint seated on the floor on top of the soft cushions for a long time before he opened his mouth to speak, "Why is the saint here?"

Gu Yuanbai was succinct: "You have your meal first."

Xue Yuan wanted to laugh, the laughter reached his throat and became a muffled cough, the imperial physician behind him hurriedly said, "Lord Xue, slow down, be careful with your movements, we'll put medicine on you, don't tear the wound."

"I know," Xue Yuan took a sip of tea to suppress his cough, his eyes didn't leave Gu Yuanbai, and he wanted to laugh again, "Eat, eat this."

He took chopsticks of hot meat from his meal and placed them in His Holiness's bowl, "His Holiness eat as well."

Gu Yuanbai picked up his chopsticks and casually took a bite.

While the imperial physician was treating Xue Yuan's wounds, Xue Yuan had been pinching dishes for His Holiness, who loved meat the most in his life, and the ones he was pinching for Gu Yuanbai were all his beloved meat dishes. These meat dishes were so bland that Gu Yuanbai got tired of eating them, and was about to ask Xue Yuan to stop giving him vegetables, when he looked up and saw Xue Yuan chewing on a vegetable leaf and looking at him with a silly smile.

Gu Yuanbai's mouth closed and he lowered his head to eat the meat.

When he had enough to eat and drink, some small wounds had already been bandaged up by the imperial physician. Palace people in the ancestral hall in the middle of the bedding bed, Xue Yuan was helped to lie down on it, the imperial doctor with a knife cut the clothes behind him, to deal with the more serious injuries.

Layers of wounds from the wooden stick were spread all over it, the lighter ones were bruises under the skin, the heavier ones were split flesh. Gu Yuanbai stood by and watched, his face gradually sinking.

Only after the two imperial physicians had finished their busy schedules did he bend over, his fingertips gently, touching Xue Yuan's spine.

Xue Yuan's back tightened.

Gu Yuanbai only thought he was in pain, and with a raised finger, he suppressed, "He hit you, and you didn't know to run?"

Xue Yuan's head was buried in his arm, his muscles tense, his voice dull, sounding as if he too was in pain, "There is always a need to let General Xue out of his anger."

Gu Yuanbai's face was expressionless, "Truly filial."

"It's not filial piety," Xue Yuan sidled over and held Gu Yuanbai's fingers, whispering, "Your Holiness, let everyone go out, I'll speak with you from the heart."

Gu Yuanbai looked at him for a moment and complied, letting everyone walk out.

Once the door to the shrine was closed, only the candlelight that the palace attendant had purposely put down was lit in the room. Xue Yuan's hand crawled upwards and circled Gu Yuanbai's hand, pulling him onto the mattress and holding him in his arms.

With a deep sigh of relief, "Your Holiness, do you know why General Xue is angry?"

Gu Yuanbai's layered robes covered Xue Yuan all over, and he took care not to press on Xue Yuan's injuries, saying carelessly, "I don't know."

Xue Yuan laughed in his ear, purposely lowering his voice as if he was telling a big secret, "Because I told the old man ......"

He said in an airy tone, "I have a man in my heart, to whom alone I can lift myself, and the sight of him makes me hot, and no one else."

Gu Yuanbai froze, and his ears began to heat up.

"General Xue doesn't believe me and wants my sweetheart to give him a grandchild," Xue Yuan gently touched Gu Yuanbai's abdomen and teased, "Do you think that my sweetheart can give birth to a grandchild?"

Gu Yuanbai smacked his hand away, coldly, "Get lost."

"Get out of His Majesty's arms," Xue Yuan kissed the bead of His Majesty's ear, "My beloved has a big temper, and since General Xue brought it up, I think I need to make it clear, lest a few curmudgeons come out of nowhere afterward, and dimly move the person in my arms."

Gu Yuanbai's eyebrow corners and eye tips were not insecure and hidden, "Xue Jiuyao, who has a big temper?"

Xue Yuan stifled a few laughs, "I, I have a temper."

He lowered his head, his dry, rough lips moving on the side of Gu Yuanbai's face, "I've angered General Xue, the Xue Mansion won't even necessarily let me in, I can only follow you, Your Holiness, now, wherever you go, I'll follow."

Gu Yuanbai thought to himself, "Do you think I believe your bullshit?

"Believe it or not," Xue Yuan seems to hear his heart, low voice, "can not stop me to spoil you, what you want I will go to find. I have spoken frankly with my parents, they listen or not is their business, compared with this, I would like to know, Your Majesty, the minister's arms you lie comfortable?"

His hand circled Gu Yuanbai tightly.

The smell of blood at the tip of his nose intensified, and Gu Yuanbai tilted his neck to breathe in clean air, his white neck slender and taut into a beautiful line.

Xue Yuan's forehead was pressed against him, his powerful legs pressed against him with a cry, "Gu Convergence, Gu Convergence ......"

It's too sticky.

He's got a fever.

Gu Yuanbai let out a low curse, "Let go."

Xue Yuan's arm went numb, and his expression buried behind him suddenly became hideous, his eyes scarlet, his form as horrible as an evil ghost.

He broke apart his five fingers one by one, and the ghastliness on his features was pressed down little by little. Gu Yuanbai got up and was about to go out to call in the imperial physician.

As he was about to walk to the shrine door, he suddenly said, "Will the injury be healed in half a month?"

Xue Yuan, who had a vague blood color floating up, was stunned, then his eyes lit up, "Yes!"

"Does it leave a scar on your back?"

Xue Yuan took a deep breath, "Absolutely not."

"Then we'll talk about it when the time comes," Gu Yuanbai coughed in a low voice, "Nurture your injuries, if you can get better, then sleep, just to see what it feels like."

"If you can't get well," the saint looked back at him with a lightly raised eyebrow, "then the titular Great General Xue Jiuyao will lie in bed alone to nurse his wounds."

Gu Yuanbai couldn't help but smile, "Outside strength, I'm afraid you can't stand me either."

His eyes contain a smile, such as water generally swept over the ground Xue Yuan, Xue Yuan in his eyes wave in the whole person has been paralyzed. Out of the spirit to watch the saint pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, went out and called the imperial doctor to come.

Can't take it?

Void?