Jingyue returned to the palace, and unexpectedly found that the Wangfu people did not seem to be seen. There were lights everywhere but no one was seen. The eyes suddenly showed doubts and went to the lotus garden. They saw that the lotus garden was also quiet. The color is suddenly more strange.

"Yinqiao...Yinqiao!" Jingyue raised his voice and called.

"Huangfu, you are finally back!" Yinqiao rushed out of the courtyard and saw Jingyue suddenly red eyes, eyes filled with tears.

"What's wrong? What are you crying?" Jing Yue frowned and looked at Yin Qiao's opening.

"Huangfu... Jiuhuangshu was injured." Yinqiao looked at Jingyue with tears in his eyes.

"What!?" Jingyue was shocked and asked Xiao Xiao where he was, and learned that Xiao Yu was in the house, and then he rushed inward, only to find that everyone had gathered in the yard. In the second sentence, Jing Jing came back, his face was slightly weird, and he leaned over.

"What happened?" Jing Yue said as he looked at the closed door.

"The master went out to find the emperor to encounter the assassination, and was dealing with the wound." The sentence was tightly pointed at Jing Yue, and the blunt opening said that Jing Yue clearly felt the dissatisfaction from the punishment.

"How is Xiao Yu?" Jing Yue took a deep breath and continued to ask.

"The injury is not deep, not dead." The penalty is about really bad, and the tone of the speech is somewhat uncomfortable. Jing Yue hangs his head and wants to continue to ask questions. The door opens and the doctor walks out the instructions. In the case, Jing Yue knew that Xiao Yu was suffering from a sword wound and had already wrapped the wound.

Jingyue heard that there was nothing wrong with it, and this was a relief. He was trying to walk into it but was blocked by the penalty.

"Huangfu, the doctor said that the master should rest and rehabilitate the emperor to the partial hall to rest." The penalty said that he leaned slightly and leaned over, Jingyue sighed slightly, and lowered his head and stepped out of his footsteps. Yinqiao’s face was angry and was going forward. Speaking, but was pulled by Jingyue.

"Let's go." Jing Yue turned and walked toward the partial hall. The second sentence looked at the eyes of Jing Yue, and he turned to look at the penalty.

The sentence was counted back to the second sentence. After the eyelids were closed, the two men did not move before they stood silently in front of the door.

Jingyue went to the partial hall, Yinqiao opened his mouth and wanted to talk. Jingyue waved his hand against the silver cock, let her call the washed water, and waited for it to lie on the bed, and licking a pair of eyes. Can't sleep, Xiao Yu will be assassinated.

Still because of myself.

This makes Jingyue's heart very uncomfortable.

Between the cranky thoughts, Jing Yue was so sleepy, but when Jing Yue was a little sleepy, suddenly a loud noise came from behind him and Jing Yue was squatting up and looking around. The man who looked at his door and looked at him gloomyly.

"Xiao Yu..." Jingyue looked at Xiao Yu with his eyes open, his eyes falling on the wound of Xiao Qian’s chest, infiltrating a little bit of blood.

"Master! No..." One sentence and two people appeared in front of the door. They wanted to speak but were stopped by Xiao Yu.

"Go out!" Xiao Yu’s voice was cold and ruthless, without a trace of resilience.

The punishment of the first sentence and the punishment of the two men changed slightly, but they stopped the action in their hands and slowly withdrew from the house. Jing Yue’s eyes looked at Xiao Yu’s complex and slowly stood up. The two looked at each other for a long time. Did not speak, Jingyue swallowed.

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