Extra six

There was silence all around for a moment, and the top scholar opened his eyes wide in astonishment.

Even Yuan Heng didn't expect this, and he smiled and sighed: "Nanzhu's strength is getting better and better."

After saying that, he wanted to pull his wrist. Xiao Ziyu avoided him coldly: "May I take my leave now?"

Yuan Heng gestured for him to go ahead, and Xiao Ziyu turned around without any reluctance. Only then did several new scholars dare to step forward and surrounded the number one scholar, whispering words of comfort.

The crowd of onlookers made way for him, and Yuan Heng said cheerfully, "Nanzhu shot the arrow for me just now. If any of you want to drink a penalty, don't hide."

The scholars all offered wine to accept their punishment, and the atmosphere finally became a little more lively.

Xiao Ziyu found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, picked up the cherry on the plate and put it into his mouth. From afar, it seemed that Hua Yuan had been hanging out with some young lady from some unknown family. The two of them were squatting by the pond feeding the koi. Yuan Heng was surrounded by the scholars and was naturally in high spirits.

After noon, Furong Garden was still bustling. Today, all four palace gates are fully open. The main gate is due north, where carriages can pass through. The south and east gates are close to Hibiscus Garden and are also crowded with people. Only the narrow gate on the west is inconspicuous and sparsely guarded.

There is an ancestral hall over there. A few years ago, Yuan Heng took him there to copy scriptures and pray for blessings. He had introduced every section of the road and every checkpoint in detail. After leaving the palace is Taoyuan. During the spring flood season, there is a stream flowing through. If you walk down along the river, you will reach the village.

Unexpectedly, it could become a perfect way for him to escape.

The wind gradually became colder, and it was a bit too much to just wear a thin robe. Xiao Ziyu didn't think about what to do after escaping. He just stuffed a few light valuables into his clothes. He could go all the way south, return to Shu, and find a way to contact his senior brothers.

Yuan Heng had no idea where he had gone to have fun, and no one was around to be found. Xiao Ziyu stood up lightly, walked around the noisy crowd, and walked along the path towards the west gate.

There were indeed few people here, not even a single guard. They probably went to Furong Garden to watch the fun.

Xiao Ziyu put on a veil to cover his face and walked out of the palace easily.

The peach garden is filled with fragrance as the flowers are in full bloom. The brook is gurgling, and the flower petals are floating in the water, reflecting the sparkling sunlight.

He couldn't believe that he escaped like this. When Xiao Ziyu reached the stream, he suddenly found a man standing there.

He was wearing a black robe, probably looking at the peach blossoms in the water. Just by looking at his back, Xiao Ziyu could instantly tell that the man was Yuan Heng who disappeared at the banquet.

His intention to escape was clearly impulsive. How could Yuan Heng predict it? Xiao Ziyu didn't have time to think too much. He immediately lightened his steps and used his lightness skills. In a one-on-one situation, although he was not sure he could beat Yuan Heng, it should not be difficult for him to escape unscathed.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Heng had already noticed it and flew into the air the moment he turned around. Xiao Ziyu was unable to dodge and his formation was in chaos. He could only hurriedly break off a peach branch to use as a weapon.

Yuan Heng was also unarmed and simply blocked his way without any intention of fighting back. However, after three or four rounds, Xiao Ziyu already felt empty inside, as if his chest was hit by a heavy hammer, and every breath he took was extremely painful. Finally, he ran out of strength and fell to the ground from mid-air like a seriously injured crane.

Yuan Heng finally took action, pinching the man's waist and holding his back firmly. Xiao Ziyu struggled desperately and stabbed Yuan Heng in the face with the peach branch in his hand, and the petals fell all over them.

Yuan Heng only used two fingers to hold it tightly: "Is this a return gift to me?"

Xiao Ziyu felt pain and numbness all over his body, his face turned pale, and the branch in his hand was snatched away. Seeing that he was unable to resist, Yuan Heng picked up a flower and put it in his temple.

The prince's mouth curled up, but his voice was cold under his cheerful appearance, without any hesitation after drinking: "Where do you want to go, Nanzhu?"

Yuan Heng has stern facial features. He looks serious when he has no expression, and quite gloomy when he really frowns. Xiao Ziyu was not afraid at all, and asked: "Your Highness was obviously having a good chat with the champion, why did you suddenly run out?"

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Yuan Heng's stern expression melted away a lot, and the smile on his lips showed some sincerity: "You want to run away with this broken body and no money, aren't you afraid of dying on the way to Shu?"

Xiao Ziyu closed his eyes: "You can kill me."

Yuan Heng really grabbed his neck. The blood was pounding, but it was nothing under the force of his palm.

As soon as they met at the Cherry Banquet, he noticed that Xiao Ziyu was absent-minded. In the past, when he teased him in public, Xiao Ziyu always ignored him. For some reason today, I felt grateful but also angry. When the coral tree fell to the ground and shattered, even Yuan Heng was a little surprised.

He was keenly aware of the abnormality and his eyes followed him. Xiao Ziyu sat in the pavilion for an hour, and he also stood in the bamboo forest next to it for the same amount of time.

As expected, when he saw Xiao Ziyu coming out of the west gate, Yuan Heng was furious at first, as if someone had stolen his beloved thing. There was no reason and he couldn't control his anger.

He would not let Xiao Ziyu leave, no matter what method he used.

As his concentration shifted, his hands lost strength. But in a flash, Xiao Ziyu's face turned red, and even his brows were twisted in pain.

Yuan Heng quickly let him go, a flash of panic in his eyes. Xiao Ziyu began to cough violently and fell in his arms, unable to move.

Yuan Heng held his back and waited until the man gradually calmed down before saying, "How long has it been since we came to Ximen to see the peach blossoms?"

I just saw it last year. There were tears in Xiao Ziyu's eyes, and he was no longer able to answer.

But shortly after that, he drew his sword and stabbed Yuan Heng, and their relationship took a sharp turn for the worse and fell to freezing point.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ziyu's mind moved slightly, maybe he could take another gamble.

He snuggled obediently in Yuan Heng's arms, with a few fallen flowers on his temples and a slight red in his eyes, revealing his broken state. Xiao Ziyu whispered, "Let's stay outside and watch for a while, okay?"

In the past year, he never had a moment of relaxation. Even when he was having a great time in bed, he would grit his teeth and never beg for mercy. Yuan Heng couldn't remember the last time he spoke softly to her, and said, "Okay."

They found a place to shelter from the wind. Xiao Ziyu reached into his arms and crushed the paper bag he had prepared in advance.

He didn't have many valuables on him, and this drug was one of them. He brought it from Southern Shu. Although it was not poisonous, it could make people lose their minds for a short period of time. He originally wanted to keep it for self-defense, but he didn't expect to take such a risk.

Yuan Heng seemed not to notice anything and held the person in his arms tightly.

The wind gradually grew stronger, and countless petals fluttered down, and for a moment the pink snow looked like clouds.

Yuan Heng opened his clothes, gathered the people in front of him, bent his head and kissed Xiao Ziyu lightly on the lips.

Unlike his usual indifference, Xiao Ziyu actually slightly opened his lips and guided him in.

Yuan Heng's eyes turned red, and his tongue swept across his teeth, licking him until he went limp. Xiao Ziyu reached out his hand in a daze, wanting to touch his cheek.

Unexpectedly, before he could reach out his drugged hand, Yuan Heng grabbed it. His big hand tightly pinched his wrist, but he didn't stop. During the fierce struggle, he uttered a few words: "Nanzhu, you are still not honest."

Xiao Ziyu's whole body stiffened, and the blood in his body seemed to have turned cold. However, Yuan Heng did not mean to blame him. Instead, he interlocked his fingers with his and bit his lips as a punishment.

It seemed that Yuan Heng's desire could never be satisfied. Xiao Ziyu gradually couldn't stand it anymore. The feeling of lack of oxygen surged up again. He couldn't use any force and could only hold Yuan Heng's palm tightly, but he felt that palm was forcefully pulled away.

Xiao Ziyu whimpered, and was finally released before he fainted. However, before he could take a deep breath, he found that the hand that he had just shaken hands with, which was covered with drugs, was heavily covering his mouth and nose.

His desire for air exceeded his limit. He could only take a deep breath and sink into a dark and sweet dream with the cool scent of ambergris.

It was almost midnight when he woke up again. Xiao Ziyu opened his eyes in the darkness and was shocked to find that his wrists and ankles were tied to the bed, and he was lying in an awkward position with his arms and legs spread.

The bed was familiar. He did not know when he had returned to the East Palace, but the servants who served him were gone. Only a palace lantern was lit, reflecting his astonished eyes.

Xiao Ziyu struggled hard, but soon he was exhausted. Half angry and half ashamed, he simply shouted, "Yuan Heng!"

"Yuan Changfeng!"

After just two shouts, the palace door was pushed open. Yuan Heng had changed into lighter clothes and was holding a bowl of steaming soup in his hand.

Xiao Ziyu glared at him angrily: "What do you want?"

"Should I be the one asking you this?" Yuan Heng placed the bowl on the table and sat down beside Xiao Ziyu's bed. "To plot against the crown prince again and again is a capital crime."

Xiao Ziyu: "I told you to kill me!"

"That's a pity." Yuan Heng turned his head to look at the table, and Xiao Ziyu realized that all the valuables he had packed had been taken out by him and spread out on the table one by one.

A few pieces of silver, the jewelry she wore in Guanwa Palace, half a cake she stole from the cherry banquet... all these bits and pieces were like a hamster storing food, and its treasure trove was uncovered.

Xiao Ziyu felt ashamed, but he couldn't stop it. Yuan Heng used his fingers to fiddle with the bits and pieces, and after a while he said "hmm", "You still have this?"

It was a jade hairpin given to him by Yuan Heng when he first entered the Eastern Palace as a tutor. Xiao Ziyu left in a hurry, and I don't know what he was thinking when he took the hairpin with him.

Being discovered by the person involved, he tried his best to remain calm: "It's just something that can be exchanged for money..."

"Really?" Yuan Heng picked up the hairpin and patted him on the face: "Then how much do you plan to exchange it for?"

"How much sincerity is worth in exchange for money," Xiao Ziyu said ruthlessly, "It's probably worthless now."

Yuan Heng's expression suddenly turned cold. He knew that Xiao Ziyu was like that unpleasant cat, cold and indifferent most of the time, he would not act like a spoiled child and rarely stretched out his claws to scratch people. When it came to this, he was probably very angry.

Ignoring people's objections, he reached his hand into the thin inner garment. He twisted something, but Xiao Ziyu's whole body stiffened and his hands and feet pulled the rope taut.

Yuan Heng was still holding on to the previous question: "How much money can I get this time?"

Xiao Ziyu closed his mouth tightly, turned his head away and refused to say another word.

Yuan Heng had always been the one in charge between them. Except for the first few times when he hurt him, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince quickly figured out how to quickly satisfy him.

When that hand was released again, Xiao Ziyu had already broken out in a thin layer of sweat and felt a stinging pain in his wrist, probably from being rubbed, but it was quickly diluted by the surging pleasure. He breathed softly and clenched his teeth, afraid of accidentally making an embarrassing sound.

Through his clothes, he could tell that Yuan Heng was probably feeling uncomfortable as well. He was so patient in teasing him, probably because he expected that he would give in.

Xiao Ziyu can act very gentle and charming on stage, but he is actually very hard and cold at heart. It can arouse rebellious thoughts in people, making them even more unwilling to submit.

While he was trying to resist, he suddenly felt a chill under his body. He opened his eyes in disbelief and realized that Yuan Heng had actually taken the hairpin...

The hairpin was made of jade and felt cool when held in the mouth. Yuan Heng's wrist began to move, and Xiao Ziyu finally couldn't help crying out, half out of pain, but more out of shame: "Yuan, Yuan Heng!"

He couldn't say anything frivolous, the limit he could do was to call Yuan Heng's name.

Yuan Heng showed his vindictive side and said in a teasing tone: "I see you like it very much, how can you say this hairpin is not valuable?"

Xiao Ziyu collapsed and said, "Take it out!"

"Do you like it?" Yuan Heng refused to let him go.

Xiao Ziyu buried his face deep in the quilt and cried helplessly.

Yuan Heng just paused, forced him with the hairpin once, and then turned to untie the knots on his hands and feet.

Xiao Ziyu no longer had the strength to resist, and let Yuan Heng hold him in his arms and press him against his hot chest.

Yuan Heng held him with one hand and undressed him with the other, assuming that he had given in: "It's just a little bit of drug. If you say something nice, I might not pursue it."

Xiao Ziyu was in a daze, and Yuan Heng's posture was equivalent to trapping him firmly under him, with his elbow pressing on his shoulder, leaving him no room to struggle.

He almost lost all consciousness, yet seemed to be clinging to a thread of clarity. The softest part of his body was forcefully smoothed out. He opened his eyes wide in the darkness, his pupils washed clear by tears.

"I will leave here sooner or later," he said softly.

This broken sentence was soon covered up by other sounds. Yuan Heng bit his collarbone, as if to leave a mark, and a low beast-like roar came from his throat.

The next day was a rest day and no one in the East Palace disturbed him.

The windows in the hall were closed, and sunlight shone in through the wooden lattices. Xiao Ziyu opened his eyes.

The air is cool in the early morning of mid-spring, making people especially attached to their beds. His whole body felt like it had been torn apart, and the pain was indescribable.

Yuan Heng was lying next to him with his head tilted towards him. Even in his sleep, he still held him tightly in his arms. His clothes had been wrinkled beyond recognition after being held by him all night.

Escaping also depends on morale. If you fail again and again, most of the morale will be lost. Xiao Ziyu really didn't have the energy to struggle, so he just looked up and quietly looked at the person next to him, and felt that the shadow cast by the sunlight was particularly familiar.

When Xiao Ziyu was teaching at Guanwa Palace, Yuan Heng often came to see him secretly, standing quietly by the window, thinking he had concealed it very well. Little did I know that the window grille was hollow, so it was not clear from the outside, but it was crystal clear from the inside.

During that period, the dancers practiced particularly hard, always thinking that Yuan Heng had chosen one of the sisters and would be able to move to the Eastern Palace.

Later, Xiao Ziyu exposed the truth, but the guy still refused to admit it. When he couldn't deny it anymore, he said he was just passing by and asked the instructor not to think too much about it.

After all the noise, they were exhausted and just lay there quietly, looking at each other face to face.

His thoughts were interrupted by a low and hoarse voice, and Yuan Heng woke up: "What are you looking at?"

Xiao Ziyu had nothing to say to him and closed his eyes gently.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Heng didn't make things difficult for me. He stood up, put on his clothes, and got out of bed.

Xiao Ziyu closed his eyes and did not move. He felt that he had placed something next to his pillow. When he opened his eyes after the person left, he saw that it was the jade hairpin!

He was so angry that he wished he could break the hairpin right there. But then he thought again, this would give Yuan Heng another reason to play a trick on him. What if he used something even more bizarre on him? He could only endure it and threw the hairpin into the bottom of the box afterwards.

But unexpectedly, Yuan Heng did not show up for several days and was not even required to attend the morning court.

Although Shangshu is an honorary position, at least he can get some fresh air with this title. But when Xiao Ziyu got up that day, he found that Hua Yuan was missing and all the servants in the East Palace had been replaced by new ones. Just as he was about to leave the palace, two guards appeared out of nowhere and persuaded him to go back.

Xiao Ziyu realized belatedly that Yuan Heng was still quite dissatisfied with his attempt to escape. This was clearly a case of putting him under house arrest in the Eastern Palace.

After that, he became quieter and quieter day by day. Every day when he woke up, he would copy scriptures, or just stare blankly outside the palace. The new palace maid was not as lively as Hua Yuan and seldom spoke. Time in the Eastern Palace seemed to have completely frozen, and it was heading towards dead silence throughout the spring.

On the day of the beginning of summer, Yuan Heng came back exhausted. Xiao Ziyu then realized that he had been on a tour outside the palace during this period and had brought back a group of alchemists.

Yuan Heng didn't know what he was thinking, and he started looking for someone to treat Xiao Ziyu.

Instead of seeking out imperial physicians as before, she collected folk remedies from all over and appointed people based on their merits. Anyone with ability could enter the palace.

Rumors began to spread outside the palace that the prince and the prince were deeply in love, and everyone wanted to try their luck in the palace. After all, if they could cure the prince, they would be rewarded with a huge salary.

But this also led to the mixing of fakes and genuine people into the palace.

There was once a blind man who claimed to be good at bone therapy. When visiting Wang Jun, his pair of dry and skinny fingers touched from the wrist all the way to the shoulder. His technique was strange and gradually became dishonest.

The scene of Xiao Ziyu frowning and dodging happened to be seen by Yuan Heng who came in. Only then did he find out that the blind man was just pretending. After seeing the prince, he became evil-minded and took advantage of the opportunity to take advantage of the prince under the name of treating a disease. However, he was gouged out of his eyes by the furious Crown Prince and became a real blind man.

On the day of execution, Yuan Heng took Xiao Ziyu to prison as well. The fake blind man probably thought there was still a chance of turning the situation around, so he quickly expressed his loyalty and repeatedly assured that he could cure Wang Jun's illness.

Amidst the pleas for mercy and assurances, Yuan Heng ordered his men to release the fake blind man, and then, in the man's hopeful eyes, he drew his sword and blinded his eyes without hesitation.

At the moment when blood was splattered everywhere, Xiao Ziyu could not help but turn his head away. A heart-wrenching scream exploded in his ears. The fake blind man was beaten severely and thrown out of the palace.

After going through this, I don’t think he will live long.

Seeing his trembling look, Yuan Heng seemed to have seen something unusual, and grabbed the man's wrist with the hand holding the sword: "You can be an assassin of Nanzhu, but why can't you bear to see a little blood?"

Their postures were so intimate and their words were so ambiguous that Xiao Ziyu felt a chill all over his body and even his fingers were clenched quietly.

As expected, Yuan Heng said in the next sentence: "This is the fate of those who try to harm the king..."

"You are the same."

Since then, the palace has tightened its scrutiny of doctors. Before meeting the king, one must pass the repeated examinations of the Imperial Hospital, and only those with real talents and knowledge will be allowed in. But Xiao Ziyu became more and more resistant to seeing a doctor, and after that he required Yuan Heng to accompany him every time... or rather, he was confined and could not see a doctor without putting in a lot of effort.

"Even young children know that good medicine tastes bitter. How can you not understand that at your age?" After refusing to take the medicine again, Yuan Heng got angry in the East Palace.

At that time, Xiao Ziyu had just suffered an attack. The poisonous insects could not drink the nectar, so they became more and more violent in his body, causing him to almost roll over in pain. Yuan Heng was desperate and tried every possible means to get him some medicine. The bitter taste made his eyes red, and he looked at the bowl of medicine on the table as if it were some terrible beast.

"Is it so unpalatable?" Yuan Heng frowned and took a sip of the medicine bowl. It was indeed unpalatable, but he insisted, "It's just so-so. Just swallow it."

Xiao Ziyu wanted to hide, but Yuan Heng ran out of patience and took out his last bargaining chip: "After you finish drinking the medicine, I will take you out of the palace for a walk."

Xiao Ziyu had been under house arrest in the Eastern Palace for two months, but his desire to be outside was not as strong anymore, and he was still listless. Yuan Heng had no choice but to drink most of the potion in one breath. He endured the bitter taste that pierced his nose, pinched Xiao Ziyu's cheeks without saying a word, and forced the potion in.

The palace maid serving beside her didn't dare to look up and lowered her head as she handed over the handkerchief. Yuan Heng didn't bother to take it. He just drank the rest and fed it to the other person before stopping.

Xiao Ziyu was choking and coughing so hard that water was flowing from his eyes, nose and mouth. He looked so pitiful. Yuan Heng picked up a handkerchief to help him clean up. It was hard to describe the feeling he had when he saw him collapse exhausted in his arms.

He should be happy to see Xiao Ziyu in so much pain. The reason why I spared Xiao Ziyu's life was not just to see him in such a miserable state?

Why does my heart feel so tight and I wish I could take the medicine for him...and suffer for him?

After this thought came to his mind, Yuan Heng was shocked and even subconsciously wanted to push the person away. When her hand touched Xiao Ziyu's shoulder, she changed her mind and hugged him tighter.

On that day, Yuan Heng fulfilled his promise and really took Xiao Ziyu out of the palace.

During the time when Xiao Ziyu was still in Guanwa Palace, they were nominally the king and his subject, but in fact they had been hanging out together in private for a long time. There were many people in the palace, so Yuan Heng always took Xiao Ziyu out of the palace when the weather was clear and went to the mountains to watch the moon and fireflies.

I can't remember how many years it has been since I last watched it.

After the beginning of summer, the wind at night will not be very cold. Xiao Ziyu was held in Yuan Heng's arms, staring at the bright moon in the distance in a daze.

The bitter medicine seemed to have some effect after I drank it. The poisonous insects did not attack me again and I felt a rare sense of relief. But Xiao Ziyu knew that even if Yuan Heng found these witch doctors and shamans, they could not compare with the witchcraft that had been passed down in Shu for a long time. What he wanted to cure was not the disease, but the insects.

But he had no intention of telling Yuan Heng the truth. He was already at the end of his strength and probably couldn't hold on for much longer. Rather than living in pain, he would rather end it all.

Xiao Ziyu withdrew his gaze from the distance and looked at Yuan Heng's profile. It was only in the past two years that he completely shed his boyish innocence, and his face began to have clear-cut contours. However, he usually looked scheming and people dared not stare at him too closely.

It seemed that because Xiao Ziyu drank the medicine and his condition had improved, he looked much more relaxed and even wanted to joke: "Xiao Ziyu, do you still recognize the constellations I taught you?"

Xiao Ziyu half closed his eyes, too lazy to answer. Yuan Heng did not act strangely. He asked and answered himself, reading out the names of all the stars in order. By the end, the person in his arms had already fallen asleep.

Unexpectedly, since that day, Xiao Ziyu's condition took a turn for the worse. Even if there was no one guarding him, he could not leave the palace, and he quickly became thinner. The poisonous insects began to eat away at his heart and lungs. He couldn't eat anything and in serious cases he even vomited blood.

There were several times when Xiao Ziyu thought he was going to die, but Yuan Heng still refused to give up. He couldn't help but wonder how much Yuan Heng hated him to the point that he wanted to keep him alive and watch him suffer.

Another drowsy day passed, and suddenly a strange monk came to the palace.

This monk is not like the previous immortals, but rather very simple. He was wearing a pair of straw sandals with the soles almost worn out, and carrying a tattered cloth bag. Apart from his shaved head, there was nothing else about him that could be associated with Zen.

He said that his Buddhist name was Dugui, which implied a lofty aspiration: "Only after overcoming all sufferings can one return home." However, he did not look like someone with lofty aspirations. Instead, he seemed like just a drug dealer or peddler on the street.

However, when he examined Xiao Ziyu, he only used two fingers to feel his pulse and asked, "Does Wang Jun know about Lanhua Gai?"

Xiao Ziyu was horrified, and all the hairs on his body seemed to stand up, as if some of his deepest secrets were being peeped into. He had no time to conceal it, and the change in his expression was obvious to Yuan Heng.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince directly deprived him of the right to speak and said to Du Gui: "What is that?"

"It's a bug." Dugui's voice was not loud, but he was very sure. He stretched out his hand to measure it: "It's about this size, snow-white, with patterns on its back, and feeds on human blood. Unless you take special nectar every month, there's no cure."

"Nectar?" Yuan Heng's expression was obviously puzzled. Xiao Ziyu's diet had been strictly controlled in the past year, and he would never eat anything weird, so how could there be any nectar?

Du Gui had already checked his pulse and shook his head, saying, "This orchid has been starved for more than a year, so it has been moving frequently recently. If it cannot be replenished in time, it will probably be drained of its own blood."

Yuan Heng didn't care about his image as an emperor, and stood up suddenly: "Where can I get the nectar?"

Du Gui sighed and said, "I only heard about it occasionally when I was traveling in Shu. It is said that the orchid that feeds the poisonous insect can only be cultivated by the great witches of Shu. I think it is rare in the world."

"Did you know what was in your body long ago?" Yuan Heng looked at Xiao Ziyu suddenly, his eyes were like swords, and it was unknown who he wanted to cut into pieces. Another more terrifying thought finally popped up, "What kind of bug is this? The King of Shu forced you to do this!"

Xiao Ziyu closed his eyes: "What's the difference, Your Highness?"

"Whether you know Lan Hua Gai or not, it won't change his ending. I've said it before, if I insist on leaving, you can't stop me."

"How dare you!" Yuan Heng interrupted him angrily, his face twisted with rage, "If I were to attack Shu today and capture the King of Shu alive, do you think there is any way to break this orchid cover?"

Xiao Ziyu's face finally changed, and without waiting for anything to happen, he started coughing violently out of anger. Dugui finally spoke, and said with embarrassment: "I may have a way, but..."

"Just say it!" Yuan Heng said in a deep voice.

Du Gui looked at the person on the bed and said as quietly as possible: "This matter concerns the dragon's body, I, the poor monk..."

Xiao Ziyu didn't know what they talked about after they went out. But after that, Yuan Heng suddenly became much calmer and no longer forced him to drink those bitter medicines.

About a week later, Yuan Heng came to the East Palace again, but his complexion did not look very good. In just a few days, he had lost a lot of weight.

In Xiao Ziyu's impression, he always seemed to be majestic. When I first met Yuan Heng, he was only eighteen years old, already wearing a black robe and a golden crown, sitting on a high platform to meet envoys from all parties, and his every move and gesture was that of an emperor.

Even after being stabbed with his soft sword and falling off his horse, his eyes were still murderous and fierce. In addition to anger, there was more of an unquenchable vitality.

Xiao Ziyu couldn't help but wonder what had happened in the past few days. However, before he could figure it out, Yuan Heng had already walked up to him and put a medicine box on the table in front of him.

Even through the thick wooden box, you can smell the pungent smell of the medicine.

Xiao Ziyu frowned slightly and saw Yuan Heng open the box. Inside was a pill the size of a copper coin. It was pitch black and had a faint smell of blood.

He subconsciously pursed his lips: "What is this?"

"Of course, it's something that removes the orchid cover." Yuan Heng said.

Xiao Ziyu didn't like meat to begin with, but when he smelled the smell, he almost vomited, turned his head away and said, "I don't want to eat it."

Thin resistance has never worked for Yuan Heng. As expected, his face darkened: "Don't force me to force you to drink."

After the last experience of drinking medicine, Xiao Ziyu finally succumbed to that look. He frowned and swallowed the pill whole. After chewing it twice, he noticed that the fishy smell was mixed with a familiar fragrance, but the taste was too light and dissipated before he could distinguish it.

Xiao Ziyu endured the bitterness on his tongue and drank water to swallow it. The moment he swallowed it, he suddenly felt a strong sense of nausea. It happened in a flash. Before he could even pretend to vomit, Yuan Heng had already strode forward, grabbed the back of his neck, and quickly stuffed something into his mouth.

The sweet and sour taste gradually melted away, and it was a licorice candy.

This candy is made from a kind of licorice that only grows on the ice field and is not found in Shu. The Tatars who lived near the snow line would pay a lot of tribute during their annual pilgrimage, which was not a rare thing in Beiliang.

The first time Xiao Ziyu ate it was when he and Yuan Heng met the Tatar envoy.

At that time, out of respect for Wang Jun, I only ate a small piece of it modestly. Throughout the entire banquet, her eyes would always drift away intentionally or unintentionally. This tiny detail was caught by Yuan Heng, and from then on, there was no shortage of licorice candy in the East Palace.

At this moment, Xiao Ziyu held the candy in his mouth and tasted some of the old taste. Yuan Heng still stared at him, as if he was afraid that he would show some abnormal symptoms after taking the medicine.

Although the medicine tasted bad, it was not uncomfortable to take.

The licorice candy melted into a thin piece in his mouth. Xiao Ziyu's face turned red and his breathing became uncontrollably rapid.

He noticed the changes in his body and looked suddenly at Yuan Heng, his eyes full of disbelief.

Xiao Ziyu: You give me spring...

Yuan Heng: I don’t take the blame for the side effects.

(But it can help relieve it)