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The dungeon was still as quiet as ever. The guards who were on duty sat in the room in a daze, bored out of their minds. Han Yan flipped through the interrogation notes until they were loud and clear. The rest of the guards turned a deaf ear to his words and went into a daze.

"Who?" There was no knock at the door, and the door opened. When the guards heard the voice of the man standing guard outside, they all stood up in alarm and glared at the door.

Zhao Qingyan stuck his head in and with a "hush", he asked, "Thirteenth Uncle isn't here, right?"

"Young Marquis?" All of the guards were stunned. One of them said, "Your excellency is not here. The problem is that you …"

Zhao Qingyan walked in, and Lu Sobbing, who was behind her, also came in. She quickly closed the door, "I came for a walk. Han Yan, what's with that expression of yours? You want to kick me out? "

Han Yan withdrew his horrified expression and decisively turned around. "I didn't see you come in. Young Prince, take a stroll." The rate of change was as fast as it could be.

Zhao Qingyan pulled at Lu Sobbing who was hesitating, "That's enough, let's go. We're already here."

Lu Sobbing bitterly laughed, "I suddenly feel very regretful. How come I'm really messing around with you? Is it not proper for you to come in with the key? Won't we cause trouble for them? "

Zhao Qingyan said, "It's fine. I usually do that as well."

Lu Sobbing said, "It's an eventful time, so you shouldn't be too careless."

Zhao Qingyan shrugged his shoulders. He went to his room and took out the key to the 203 cell. When he was about to go in, he saw Han Yan's expression was not quite right. He asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Yan patted his face and said expressionlessly, "It's fine, it should be fine."

Zhao Qingyan nodded. She did not ask any further questions and turned around to leave.

Ah!" I can smell the roasted chicken! " As soon as he stepped into the cell, tears and blood started to flow out of his head as he rushed towards Zhao Qingyan sleepily.

Zhao Qingyan dodged to the side, walked to the table and put down the food in his hands. "Wash your face. I've brought enough food for you to eat."

Because Zhao Qingyan had dodged it, Lu Sobbing, who had been hit by Blood and Tears, smiled bitterly and said, "Go down. The food you eat is not with me."

The blood tears became heavier, and like an octopus, they hung on Lu Sai's body, yawning, "Did I fall asleep? Why do I feel like I heard my brother's voice? " Using his face to rub against Lu Sobbing's body, he said to himself, "Eh? No scent of orchids? Did I clearly hear Zhao Qingyan's voice just now? "Ah, that fellow is obsessed with cleanliness, right." Then, he unceremoniously wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth onto Lu Sobbing's body.

"Hey!" Zhao Qingyan could not help but remind him, "Bloody tears, can you open your eyes? Although I feel that it's not impossible for us brothers to hug each other, but I feel that it's definitely not a good thing for you two men to hug each other. "Moreover …" He emphasized his words, "If you want to get any more dirt on me, I'll definitely strangle you!"

Lu Sobbing pulled him down from her body, holding onto the wall and took a few deep breaths, "Yun Mo, I regret coming to see him." Yet, he was stunned upon seeing the face of Tears of Blood. The face which had carried a helpless smile just now sunk and pulled the tears of blood back into his arms. "Yun Mo, come over and take a look."

Zhao Qingyan also realized that the situation was not right and quickly stood up without asking. His expression changed as well, "Tears of Blood? "When did this happen?"

Tears and blood flowed down her face, her eyelids were covered in a thick layer of blood, and there were a few wounds on her fair cheeks. He then looked at the bed behind him. From the wooden pillow to the bedding, there were traces of blood. Tears of Blood frowned, and reached out to touch his eyes: "Did I cry again? I don't know. "

Zhao Qingyan pulled the blanket over him and wrapped it around himself. "Lu Sobbing, pick him up and go to the Grand Hospital."

Lu Sobbing was stunned for a moment. "No!" she said in unison, together with Xue Yi. After a pause, she said, "It's not convenient for you right now." Tears and Blood also nodded in agreement.

"What's inconvenient about it?" Zhao Qingyan felt around his belongings and took out a few banknotes. Just as he was about to leave, he said, "Alright, let's go. You don't have to worry about me."

Tears of Blood closed her eyes and reached out her hand to grab Zhao Qing's sleeve, "How do you want others to see you at a time like this?"

Zhao Qingyan turned around and looked at the bloodstains on his face. "What does it matter to me what other people think of me?" he asked in a low voice.

Tears of Blood's fingers tightened, grabbing his sleeve even more tightly, "The crown prince has just been established, the Qi King has great authority, the entire court is watching you two, how can it be okay?" His voice was very weak, every word difficult to speak, and his face was filled with an unprecedented solemnity.

Zhao Qingyan said lightly, "The most important thing for you is to keep your eyes open. Don't think about such trivial matters."

"A trifling matter …" He had never been angry before, but now, he was so angry that he fainted.

Weeping Lu frowned slightly. "Yun Mo, do you have any other plans?"

Zhao Qingyan did not answer but instead asked, "Do you believe in my ability?"

Weeping Lu naturally nodded.

Zhao Qingyan smiled and said, "Let's go then." He turned around and saw Han Yan walking towards him. He said, "I'm going to the hospital. Tears and blood are coming out."

Han Yan was shocked and asked, "Is it really an illness?"

Zhao Qingyan turned around to look at him, "What's going on? What happened? "

Han Yan hesitated for a moment and saw the young prince's unfriendly face, he could only say: "Xia Fan came by and lit a candle in the room. He even took off the quilt covering his face, so …" I heard him scream and rush over, and I cried out that he was all right, and then I came back and he threw me out. "I don't know …"

"Xia Fan." Zhao Qingyan took a deep breath and suppressed his anger with much difficulty. He slowed his tone and said, "It's alright. I won't blame you for this matter." This is for you. " He stuffed the banknotes into his hands.

Han Yan was slightly startled. "Young prince, why are you giving me money?"

Zhao Qingyan said, "If I cause such a ruckus, Thirteenth Uncle Teng will definitely scold you. I will treat you as a fee to be scolded."

Han Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He couldn't say that he didn't want to, so he asked, "What do you need us to do?"

Zhao Qingyan said, "Clean up the cell and send someone to report the situation to Thirteenth Uncle. Of course, it's fine if he doesn't. He'll know soon enough anyway. " He walked to the front door, opened it wide, and waited for Weeping to come out. Then, he let go of her hand and left with big strides.

Han Yan only had enough time to say, "Be careful, young prince." Looking at the banknotes in their hands and then looking at the other guards who had rushed over upon hearing the commotion, everyone looked at each other in dismay.

Zhao Qingyan took it out immediately. He only had a few dozen taels of banknotes on him. However, there were a dozen or so people who were being 'scolded'. Even if they were given a few taels, it wasn't a lot, but it was definitely a lot. Scolded? Collected some money? What kind of logic was that?

After a moment of silence, Han Yan sighed, "Then let's keep it." Having known each other for so many years, Han Yan clearly understood the meaning of this young prince's "give money". This meant that they would definitely be severely scolded …

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"Yun Mo!" Yun Mo! " Lu Sobbing panted as she chased after Zhao Qingyan, "Slow down! Watch your legs!"

Zhao Qingyan said, "Don't worry about me. Just hold him properly and we'll be there soon." He completely ignored the astonished gazes of the guards that he met along the way.

Although they were surprised by his appearance, the guards all chose to give way and did not interfere. Most people were like this, but that didn't mean everyone was the same.

As soon as Xia Fan saw them approaching the imperial hospital, he shouted, "Young prince, please do not rush into the imperial palace. Prisoners are not allowed to release their prisoners in private, and without the permission of His Majesty, outsiders are not allowed in …"

Zhao Qingyan did not want to hear more from him, so she interrupted him with a rare lack of etiquette, "Move aside, I'm going to the Imperial Hospital."

Xia Fan remained unmoved. "Your Highness, please obey …" Behind him, Tears of Blood let out a muffled groan. It was obvious that she was in extreme pain.

Zhao Qingyan turned around with an anxious expression and said in a deep voice, "Xia Fan, I said get out of the way. I'm going to the Imperial Hospital."

Xia Fan said, "The Imperial Physician's Hospital is a place where the people of the palace are treated. The prisoners held by the imperial court should..."

Zhao Qingyan said, "I know about these things. There's no need for you to tell me about them. This King orders you to leave immediately! Otherwise, don't blame This King for taking action! "

Xia Fan said, "Please return immediately, Your Highness."

Zhao Qingyan took a deep breath, "Step down!"

"Please return, Your Highness."

Zhao Qingyan looked at him coldly. "I'm just asking you, are you going to let me go?" He raised his palm and started to condense inner strength.

Xia Fan was also on his guard, and he was clearly gathering his strength. "Crown Prince, please don't make things difficult for us."

Zhao Qingyan felt the Qi from his body and had a plan in mind. He said softly, "Then don't blame me for being impolite." There was a trace of hostility in his eyes.

"Subordinate …" "Peng —" the moment Xia Fan opened his mouth, Zhao Qingyan's palm slammed into his chest, sending him flying dozens of meters away. He crashed into a tree and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

"Young prince!" Yun Mo! " Everyone was stunned for a moment.

After spending so many years with each other, most of the guards now had a very deep understanding of their deputy minister. Perhaps gentleness was just a facade, but modesty and patience were not fakes. When he treated his subordinates, not to mention injuring them, even the number of times he berated them could be counted on one hand. However, Xia Fan's current injuries were absolutely real.

Zhao Qingyan's left leg bent and he almost kneeled on the ground. With great difficulty, he managed to stabilize himself. A trickle of blood flowed from the corner of his lips.

Lu Sobbing subconsciously took a step forward to support him, but realized that she was still holding onto the blood and tears. She could only stop herself. "Yun Mo …"

Zhao Qingyan staggered a few times to stand up. Then, he raised his hand to indicate that he was fine. "Don't worry about me. Hurry and go to the hospital." He took out a handkerchief from his chest and wiped the blood from his lips. He turned around and said to the guards, who were still in a daze, "You guys take him to the Imperial Hospital as well. Tell Thirteenth Uncle or someone else that I'm going to the Imperial Hospital."

Han Yan, who had caught up a little later, looked at Xia Fan's dispirited expression and the group of guards who did not know what to do. He frowned and said, "Go report to the lord. I'll take Senior Xia to tend to his injuries."

"Which adult?"

Han Yan glanced at the guard and asked, "Who else could it be other than the envoy?" After giving him a few pointers, he then picked him up and indifferently glanced at the guards who were still in a daze. "What? After finishing all the jobs, you have the leisure to watch the fun, right? "

After being scolded by him, everyone quickly left.

On one side, Han Yan had resolved the disturbance, while on the other side, the Imperial Physician Guild was in an uproar because of Zhao Qingyan's arrival.

"Young prince." Young Marquis? " When the imperial physicians saw him stumble his way in, all of them were shocked.

Zhao Qingyan shook his head, indicating for them not to ask, "Uncle Feng, can I trouble you to find a place for him to lie down? I'll go get the medicine."

Feng Hong answered in a daze, "Oh, good, good."

Zhao Qingyan went around to the back and prepared the medicine as quickly as possible. She placed it in a porcelain basin and brought it over to Lu Sobbing, asking, "How about you?"

Lu Sobbing smiled bitterly. "Of course it's me." He grabbed the highly toxic herbs, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed them into pieces under the frightened gazes of the imperial physicians. Then, he spat them out again. He pursed his lips and licked the blood that oozed out from the cut on his lip. He then took out a Lancet from his sleeve and cut his left wrist, causing the blood to drip into the porcelain bowl.

Zhao Qingyan handed him a bowl of water, then took the porcelain bowl and stirred it slowly with a wooden stick. She folded the handkerchief and placed it inside, soaking it in water before taking it out and putting it on her bloody eyes.

Lu Sobbing covered her wound with a handkerchief while looking at the blood and tears with a worried expression.

"Brother!" Brother! Are you there? " Tears and Blood suddenly spoke. Something was wrong with their voices. Their hands waved in the air as if they were trying to grab onto something.

Lu Sobbing did not bother to bandage his wound, and immediately grabbed his hand, "I'm here." The handkerchief fell to the ground. The wound, which did not stop bleeding, was opened by his movements once again, and blood splattered onto his robe.

Zhao Qingyan furrowed her brows as she tried her best to suppress her discomfort. She walked over to Lu Sobbing, bandaged her wrists, and sat down on the low couch to rest. His hands touched each other, and the black Qi lingered in his fingers before being sucked back.

"Brother, brother, I feel so bad, I really want to cry." Bro, I'll be good, don't leave us behind. Father doesn't want us, brother can't ignore us. No! No! Small cry! Let him go! Brother, I hate you! I will hate you for the rest of my life! " The Blood Tear constantly spoke like a child's voice and laughter, crying and begging, screaming and going crazy, and then gnashing its teeth and cursing.

"I am by your side. I will always be there, and I will never leave again, really," she said gently.

The imperial physicians stood off to the side, their faces filled with regret and helplessness. They did not disturb her.