Xiao Yan continued, "However, the disaster situation is still unstable and the danger is rife. I'm worried about you, a civil official, going alone. How about this? Let Prince Su go with you so that he can take care of you along the way."
Su Xian immediately said, "Your Majesty is absolutely right. Let Thirteen take over this mission. His injuries have almost healed, so there's no need to try to shirk his duties."
Xiao Yan nodded and smiled, "When Prince Su returns to the capital, I will arrange for him to inherit the title and take over the position of Duke Su."
Su Xian was overjoyed: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
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Xiao Qingyun was awakened by the fright.
He lay in bed, sleeping restlessly.
In his dream, he returned to the past and met Ali.
Because the Empress Dowager ordered the marriage, he had to marry Ye Wanning as his concubine.
He explained to Ali, but Ali refused to listen and stabbed him in the chest with a sword. Finally, he ran away crying.
He wanted to chase her, but the sword she stabbed was too deep, and he fainted from the pain after running only two steps.
When he opened his eyes again, he heard the sad news that Ali had set himself on fire.
He covered his still bleeding chest and staggered towards her courtyard, only to see her engulfed in flames. He was powerless to stop it and could not help but shout to the sky: "Ah! No..."
When I woke up, I was sweating profusely.
"Ah, you finally woke up."
Lingzhi was lying on the edge of the bed. Looking at Xiao Qingyun's open eyes, she immediately shouted happily.
Xiao Qingyun tilted his head slightly, looked at Lingzhi, and smiled silently.
"Wait, I'll call the court doctor to come and see you."
Lingzhi said this and turned around and wanted to run.
Xiao Qingyun grabbed her hand and shook his head slightly: "No need."
"how are you feeling?"
Lingzhi looked at Xiao Qingyun who was frowning the whole time, feeling a little worried.
"Does your shoulder still hurt?"
"Well, it's not just my shoulders, my chest hurts too. Please help me rub it."
Xiao Qingyun showed an innocent face and looked at Lingzhi.
"You still have the mind to joke around now. I guess everything is fine now."
Lingzhi no longer had a good look on her face.
Seeing that Lingzhi was really angry, Xiao Qingyun immediately reached out and pulled Lingzhi onto his body.
Then he hugged her tightly: "Don't go, don't leave me again, okay?"
Lingzhi was caught off guard and was taken advantage of by him, but she was afraid of hurting his wound, so she didn't dare to struggle hard.
"Let me go quickly, be careful the wound will bleed again."
"No, I won't let go!"
Xiao Qingyun looked at the Ganoderma lucidum in front of him, his eyes tinged with tenderness.
"I'm sorry, I was wrong. I can make up to you whatever you want. Can you forgive me?"
The man spoke slowly, his voice containing a hint of pleading.
But even if he apologized again, Lingzhi would not show any reaction.
"You should get some rest first!"
Lingzhi glanced at him indifferently, pulled her hand away, turned around and left the room.
Seeing Lingzhi turn around and leave without hesitation, Xiao Qingyun's eyes flashed with sadness.
He knew Lingzhi still refused to forgive him.
The door of the room was closed tightly, and the heavy sound was like a sledgehammer, hitting Xiao Qingyun's heart hard.
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After a few days of rest, Xiao Qingyun's injuries are no longer serious.
Another wave of troops from the imperial court arrived in Wuyang, carrying food and fodder.
Lingzhi was very surprised to see Su Shisan and Shen Yuchao escorting the grain.
But Xiao Qingyun didn't seem so happy: "Why are you here?"
He originally wanted to spend more time alone with Lingzhi to gradually resolve the knot between them.
But after these two "old acquaintances" of Lingzhi came, he felt very threatened.
Shen Yuchao bowed respectfully to Xiao Qingyun: "The emperor is worried that there will be problems with the grain, so he asked me and Su Shizi to escort it."
"Yes, yes!"
Su Shisan waved his hand, not wanting to answer Xiao Qingyun's question at all. He ran straight to Lingzhi and said, "Lingzhi, guess what I brought you from the capital?"
"What good stuff?" Lingzhi asked excitedly.
"Come on, I'll take you to see it!"
As Su Shisan was speaking, he was about to pull Lingzhi's hand, but he felt a man's big hand instead.
"Prince Su?" Su Shisan looked at Xiao Qingyun in surprise.
Xiao Qingyun stood in front of Lingzhi, his face dark and gloomy. "Men and women shouldn't touch each other. Whatever it is, Prince Su, just go get it yourself."
Su Shisan was stunned at first, then seemed to understand something.
"That won't do." He couldn't help but frowned: "What surprises can I expect?"
"The Saint can only stay here." Xiao Qingyun's voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of coldness.
He blocked Su Shisan's way, and he would definitely not allow Lingzhi to go out with another man under his nose.
"You also know that Lingzhi is a saint. She is no longer a maid in your house. Why should she listen to you in everything?" Su Shisan glared at Xiao Qingyun.
At this moment, Su Shisan and Xiao Qingyun were on the verge of a fight, neither of them giving in.
Lingzhi felt noisy.
"Just be quiet for a moment. You guys stay here and I'll get it myself, okay?"
Xiao Qingyun had a cold face, but after hearing what Lingzhi said, he managed to soften his expression a little: "Go quickly and come back soon."
"But you don't know where the things are..."
Su Shisan was not very satisfied. What made him dislike even more was that Xiao Qingyun had no right to make decisions for Lingzhi, as if he regarded Lingzhi as his property.
Shen Yuchao was not far away, watching this scene with deep eyes.
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