Chapter 137 If this happens a few more times, he really can’t stand it...

Following the same steps as before, Xiao Jiwu took the water bag from Ying San and helped the boy swallow the medicine. Then, while holding Yun Qingshi, he quickly turned the boy around, letting him sit facing him on the horse, and then used his internal energy to stimulate the effects of the medicine...

Yun Qingshi was in so much pain at this moment that he didn't care about anything else. Even when he was picked up and the sitting position was changed, he didn't react at all.

He just curled up pitifully in Xiao Jiwu's arms, his hands tightly grasping the man's robe, and instinctively cried out in pain, his fingertips turning white from exerting too much force: "It hurts... Ugh..."

Hearing the boy's unconscious cry of pain, Xiao Jiwu felt his heart aching as well.

While losing his internal energy to the young man, he hugged Yun Qingshi tightly with his other hand. His eyelids were drooping, his brows were slightly furrowed, his thin lips were pursed, and his eyes were full of pity under his veil.

Ying San quietly and quickly grabbed the reins to prevent the horse from running away suddenly.

By the time the painkillers took effect, Yun Qingshi was already sweating coldly again.

Xiao Jiwu carefully held the boy's pale face and wiped away the thin layer of sweat on his forehead bit by bit to prevent him from catching a cold when exposed to the wind.

Yun Qingshi had completely lost all his strength and was breathing lightly with fatigue. He could only sit up with the support of Xiao Jiwu.

He just hoped that the poison could be cured quickly. If this happened a few more times, he really couldn't bear it...

After wiping the sweat off the young man's forehead and asking Ying San for water for Yun Qingshi to rinse his mouth, Xiao Jiwu once again spurred his horse and set off on his journey...

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At this time, on the other side, in the Huguo Temple, Ying Yi also knelt on Xiao Jiwu's behalf until dark.

Ying Twelve was not used to it and imitated Yun Qingshi's usual behavior, sitting on the steps outside and staring blankly.

Maybe it's because he's used to staying in the dark on weekdays, so he's not used to appearing in front of people.

He always felt like someone was watching him.

But in fact, he knew very well that it was just his illusion...

So, Ying Twelve had an extremely torturous afternoon.

When he heard the chanting in the hall stop and heard the voice of the old abbot respectfully bidding farewell to his prince, Ying Twelve hurriedly stood up from the steps and walked up the steps anxiously to wait for Ying Yi to come out.

As soon as Ying came out, he quickly followed.

The two of them walked silently all the way back to the courtyard where their master was temporarily staying, one after the other.

Back in the courtyard, Yingyi stood at the door of the Zen room and couldn't help feeling a little hesitant.

Seeing this, Ying Twelve also stopped and stood still.

He knew what Yingyi was hesitating about.

So were they really going to be staying together in their master's house tonight?

Seeing the two standing silently at the door, Zhao Mingde calmly and experiencedly urged them, "Your Highness, dinner is ready. Let me help you change your clothes and have dinner."

Upon hearing the voice, Yingyi nodded slightly with an expressionless face as a response, then walked straight into the meditation room.

Seeing this, Ying Twelve followed in without saying a word.

Zhao Mingde quickly followed him into the room, closed the door, and began to help Yingyi change his clothes himself. He whispered, "The prince's actions this time are secretive, and only a few of us know about it. So even after returning to the Zen temple, we must continue to disguise ourselves. This is a serious matter, so the fewer people who know about it, the better."

Such acts of disobedience to the imperial order must not be discovered, otherwise it will inevitably bring disaster, and the emperor is worried that he can't find any fault with their prince.

After all, things are accomplished through secrecy and ruined through disclosure. This is an eternal truth.

After hearing this, Ying had no choice but to nod in agreement.

Ying Twelve was watching from the side and was very worried.

It was easier to perform in the main hall, but if he had to perform again when he came back, it would be too difficult for him.

After all, he had seen how their master and Ying Shiyi interacted with each other on a daily basis.

Do he and Yingyi really want to learn too...

Forget it, just try to close the door.

After Zhao Mingde helped Yingyi change his clothes, he opened the door again. Changshun had already brought the lunch box.

Seeing this, the chief went into the house and started to set the table.

Yingyi had already sat down beside the couch, imitating her prince's usual posture, but she never took off her veil.

Ying Twelve was currently staring at a pot of orchids.

It's actually a disguise.

After the meal was served, the chief respectfully left and went outside to wait, while Zhao Mingde prepared to serve the dishes.

Yingyi quickly sat down at the table, and Zhao Mingde immediately began to serve the dishes.

Shadow Twelve: ...

Ying Twelve is still looking at the flowers.

Seeing this, Yingyi could only frown and say, "Yingyi, come and eat."

After hearing this, Ying Twelve was stunned for a moment before realizing that he was being called. He had no choice but to look away from the orchid and walk to the table.

But after standing in front of the table, he still had no intention of sitting down. He just stared blankly at the vegetarian food on the table.

Yingyi had to lower her voice and whisper again, "Sit down and eat. If you stand like this, the people in the mansion will notice something is wrong."

Hearing this, Ying Twelve had no choice but to sit down on the stool next to Ying Yi, feeling uncomfortable.

At this time, Zhao Mingde had already arranged the dishes and left. After thinking for a while, Ying Yi imitated his own prince's usual actions and put some dishes into Ying Twelve's bowl: "Eat."

Shadow Twelve: ...

Shadow Twelve straightened his back, but his sitting position became even stiffer...

It was only the first day, but he couldn't continue acting anymore.

So when will Ying Shiyi and their master come back?

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Back to Yun Qingshi, not long after the painkillers took effect again, he fell asleep again in a daze leaning against Xiao Jiwu.

The cloak was big enough to wrap him up tightly, even covering his face, so he wouldn't be blown by the wind.

In the following time, Xiao Jiwu rode his horse almost without stopping.

Apart from eating, drinking water and feeding Yun Qingshi medicine, they never stopped.

If the horse can't run anymore, change it.

In the end, they changed three fast horses and finally arrived at Linfeng City before dark the next day.

Xiao Jiwu still did not let down his guard and rushed back to his private residence with Yun Qingshi.

The manager of the private residence had also been notified in advance and was waiting outside the house early.

Seeing two horses parked outside the mansion, the steward immediately went over to help lead the horses and reported, "Master, Doctor Ye has arrived. All the extra people in the mansion have been temporarily sent away, leaving only a few trustworthy people behind."

Xiao Jiwu didn't respond after hearing this. He simply dismounted and quickly carried Yun Qingshi down with him. He then ordered the steward, "Lead the way."

The last painkiller the boy took was almost ineffective. It was obviously not good for his body. If it weren't for the emergency, he would not let the boy take it again.

Upon hearing this, the steward immediately responded: "Yes."