"His Royal Highness, is that Wei Lan?" It wasn't until Luo Wei and Wei Lan were gone that no one could be seen that Fu Yun ran behind Long Xuan.
Long Xuan has not moved since the beginning, only looking at Luo Wei's direction in a trance.
"His Royal Highness, the surnamed Wei is only a bodyguard of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He dares to fight with His Royal Highness, and he cannot be spared!" Fortune said, "His Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion is too arrogant!"
Only then did Long Xuan glance at Fu Yun.
Fu Yun lowered his head at the sight of Long Xuan.
"It's just a small matter," Long Xuan said, "don't worry about it."
"The slave knows," Fu Yun said hurriedly.
"Xu's gone?" Long Xuan asked after turning around and walking dozens of steps.
"Yes," Fu Yun said cautiously,
"Her name is Xu Rou," Long Xuan said to Fu Yun.
"Wow," Fu Yun was stunned for a moment, and then realized that this Xu Rou was the name of Mrs. Xu Side, "The servant wrote it down."
Long Xuan said, "Find a quieter place and bury her."
"Yes," Fuyun's tears rolled in his eyes, "the slaves will do it."
Long Xuan took a step to leave.
"His Royal Highness," Fuyun asked Long Xuandao again, "That little master?"
"That's up to me," Long Xuan said, "don't worry about it."
The children of the royal family who have no chance to see the sun are handled by the Huguo Temple, which has always been kept secret.
"The slave understands," Fu Yun knew that he was asking a question that should be fought, but fortunately, Long Xuan didn't care this time.
Long Xuan walked quickly among the mountains and forests. From then on, Long Xuan never mentioned Xu Shi again, as if this woman named Xu Rou had never appeared in his life.
"Master, are you feeling uncomfortable again?" Wei Lan walked along with Luo Wei, Luo Wei's body leaned more and more heavily on him, Wei Lan couldn't help asking.
Luo Wei's back just hit the tree pole again, and now it hurts like a fire, and it feels like something is rolling in his heart, and he feels suffocated and uncomfortable.
"I'll carry your son," Wei Lan said when she saw that Luo Wei was already dragged and supported by him when she walked.
"No need," Rowe shook his head. Wei Lan had just had a fight with Long Xuan, and he was still thinking about going back and looking for an imperial physician to see if it would matter to Wei Lan.
"This road is not easy to walk," Wei Lan said, and squatted down with his back to Luo Wei: "I'd better carry my son and go."
Luo Wei said: "I can't walk, Lan, carry me back."
"Young master is walking too slowly," Wei Lan said, turning to look at Luo Wei with a smile.
"You," Luo Wei lay on Wei Lan's back and said angrily, "You're tired, don't blame me."
Wei Lan walked steadily on the snow-covered mountain road with Luo Wei on her back, "I'm not tired, is your son cold?"
"It's not cold," Luo Wei said, "Lan, Your Second Highness's martial arts are very good, right?"
"Well, his sword is also very powerful."
"That's the sword bestowed by the royal family. When he was fourteen years old, he won the martial arts champion of that year. His Majesty rewarded him with this sword. At that time..." Luo Wei didn't say any more, now there is no need to talk about that year. thing.
"The son was his companion at that time?" Wei Lan asked.
"Yeah, it's just that I didn't like reading at the time, and it made my father and the others a headache."
"Young master's knowledge is very good."
"Xie Yu's knowledge is really good, I don't have any real talent to learn, and I can teach Lan the ability to learn a word."
"Son."
"Um?"
"I've heard a lot of people compliment you, why do you never feel good about yourself?"
"That's because I have self-knowledge."
Snowflakes fell from the sky again and fell on Luo Wei and Wei Lan.
"It's snowing again," Luo Wei said to Wei Lan.
"Is it cold?" Wei Lan stepped up and asked.
Luo Wei buried his head on Wei Lan's back, "Lan, I want to sleep for a while, you wake me up when you get home."
"Not going back to the paddock?"
"My second brother was sent back to the house. I want to go back to see my second brother. My father is here, it's fine."
"Okay," Wei Lan agreed, "the son can go to sleep."
Luo Wei fell into a drowsy sleep, and his breath was full of the smell of Wei Lan. Perhaps after staying in his room for a long time, Wei Lan also smelled of medicine. It was slightly bitter, but it made him feel at ease.
Wei Lan looked back at Luo Wei on his back, and saw that Luo Wei had put the hat on his cloak on his head, and he was relieved. Although there was snow floating, there were still stars twinkling in the night sky. Wei Lan's Qinggong couldn't make the snow without a trace, but it only left a line of shallow footprints on the snow.
At the foot of the mountain, Luo Zhiqiu was sending someone to find Luo Wei, and saw that Wei Lan came over with a person on his back. He didn't need to think about it, he also knew that the person on Wei Lan's back must be Luo Wei.
"Master Xiang," Wei Lan walked to Luo Zhiqiu and called out in a low voice.
Luo Zhiqiu glanced at Luo Wei on Wei Lan's back, a layer of snow had fallen on the rabbit fur brocade cloak, "Is he asleep?" Luo Zhiqiu asked Wei Lan in a low voice.
Wei Lan nodded.
"Go to the tent first," Luo Zhiqiu said.
Xie Yu stepped forward and held an umbrella for Luo Wei.
Wei Lan said, "Young Master said he was going back to the manor."
Luo Zhiqiu said, "He's going back now?"
"Young Master wants to go back to see Second Young Master."
Emperor Xingwu was also asking about Luo Wei, but Luo Zhiqiu couldn't agree to let Luo Wei go back to his house. "Let's go back to the account first," Luo Zhiqiu said, "There is an imperial physician here, just to let him see him."
"Let's go," Xie Yu patted Wei Lan on the shoulder, "Yunqi is fine, it's not too late to go back."
In Luo Zhiqiu's tent, the fire was burning brightly. Several people came from the snow, and the cold air on their bodies dissipated after entering the tent.
An attendant quickly made the bed, and Wei Lan carefully placed the sleeping Luo Wei on the bed and covered the quilt for him.
"Go ask the imperial physician," Luo Zhiqiu whispered to the attendant behind him.
Xie Yu breathed a few breaths of heat into his hands, glanced at Luo Wei's head wrapped in white cloth, and touched Luo Wei's cheek, "No fever," he said to Luo Zhiqiu and Wei Lan.
Rowe's face was a little red, but it was still cool to the touch.
"His senses are shallow," Luo Zhiqiu said behind: "Let's come over and talk."
Wei Lan and Xie Yu walked to Luo Zhiqiu.
"Sit down," Luo Zhiqiu sat down first.
Xie Yu sat down, while Wei Lan was still standing.
"Sit down too," Luo Zhiqiu said, "are you tired of carrying Xiaowei back?"
Wei Lan said: "The villain is not tired."
"Sit down," Luo Zhiqiu pointed to the empty chair beside Xie Yu.
"Lan," Xie Yu got up and pulled Wei Lan to sit down before he sat down again.
"Don't call yourself a villain in the future," Luo Zhiqiu said, "Xiaowei values you, and I won't underestimate you. You are different from the servants in the palace."
Wei Lan was silent.
Xie Yu touched Wei Lan.
Luo Zhiqiu didn't wait for Wei Lan to answer, and said again, "What did Xiaowei do on the mountain?"
Wei Lan didn't know if he could talk about Luo Wei, and looked at Luo Zhiqiu hesitantly.
"I'm his father," Luo Zhiqiu laughed at Wei Lan's reaction, "Is there anything I can't know about him?"
"I didn't do anything," Luo Wei, who was already awake on the bed, said.