The wind in Zhaozhuo tonight was a little cold, and it rained again in the middle of the night, so life in Pang Song was not easy.

The scream lasted for a long time and stopped again. When it rose again, it was even more sharp and harsh than when it first started, and it cut through the sky above the imperial prison with a shrill sound.

Anyone with eyes can see that the Governor is in a bad mood today.

The Jinyiwei was silent, and the unlucky person was still Pang Song.

The prison head put a few baskets of salt in the wind and rain, and the blood-stained rags were all replaced.

He sighed and felt sorry for the salt.

As for the bloody man dragged out of the torture room, the prison head did not pay much attention. In the imperial prison, such a thing is not rare, and it is a strange thing to consume so much salt.

At dawn, Chu Daozi hurried to the imperial prison.

He defected to Zhao Yin from Yinshan, and was considered Zhao Yin's person, so he would come if he said hello.

However, Chu Daozi did not expect to save Pang Song.

Just like the thing in front of him who was not seen with flesh and skin, Zhao Yin could have given him a big deal.

"Mr. Chu, I'll leave it to you here."

Zhao Yin had just taken a shower and washed away the bloody smell on his body. He was calm and cold. Before leaving, he stared at Pang Song, who had vented his breath but did not intake.

"This person cannot die. Be sure to save him."

The faint voice was filled with a strong murderous aura, and even a knowledgeable person like Chu Daozi was a little numb.

"Yes, Marquis."

...

At dawn, the rain stopped.

A carriage was parked at the entrance of the spirit-free hall, quiet and the car curtain was closed.

Zhao Yin only glanced at him and his brows frowned.

"Thank you."

Xie Fang lowered his head and walked closer, "Master."

Zhao Yin seemed to want to give some instructions, but when he said something, he swallowed it again, waved his hand, "Go in."

The carriage looked ordinary, but it was hung with a palace belt that had not been removed.

The person who came was Wang Fugui, the manager of the Zongren Mansion, and wanted to take Shi Yong to see Zhao Huan, saying that it was Zhao Jian, the king of Rong.

King Rong was the brother of the late emperor. Now he happened to be the clan order, in charge of the clan mansion, and manage clan affairs. He has a high generation and conservative thoughts, and is one generation higher than the current emperor. Everyone has to respect him.

The person in charge said that the "Guanyin Spirit Pill" was sent to the sect's mansion, and Zhao Huanquan took Qiulian, who was pregnant, and he carried it on himself. Now he is seriously ill and is terminally ill.

The drugs for the epidemic were distributed by the Imperial Hospital. King Zhao Huan of Chu was a royal nobleman. Although he was a prisoner, the Imperial Hospital would consider him first, but Qiu Lian was different. A slut, no one was willing to give her such a precious pill at first.

"This person is really worried. He doesn't say anything if he is short of medicine or says hello. He secretly puts pills and feeds them to the maid. No one knows it. He only sees him losing weight every day... Alas! I don't know if he should say he is tough enough, or he should say he is stupid..."

In the eyes of these people in the clan’s house, the King of Chu is indeed an alien.

Ruan Jiaojiao, who was so fragrant and beautiful, refused to ask for it, but she slept with the rough maid Qiulian. She also spoiled the maid in front of Ruan Jiaojiao all day long, asking Ruan Jiaojiao to serve Qiulian as a slave and a maid.

The man is so lustful and fresh, and it is understandable that he is bored and messing around for a while, but the epidemic is coming. Zhao Huan is so sick that he even gives the pills to the girl, so he really thinks that people can't see through it.

Shi Yong asked: "If the pill is gone, just give it to you. Is it still the prince still taking medicine?"

The manager sighed and kept shaking his head.

"No, I can hold on until now. The prince is so sick. He fainted several times last night and was unconscious... The imperial physician said that the prince is now hanging all his breath..."

Speaking of this, the manager looked at Shi Yong, and another hint of embarrassment appeared on his face.

"I woke up once this morning and said I wanted to see the princess. I said that only the princess could save his life. No one else would pay attention to anything and refused to take the medicine... The little one was afraid of something, so he reported to His Highness Rong, so he quickly got into a car and came to pick up the princess."

Shi Yong hummed.

"He needs me to save him, will I go and save him..."

As soon as he said this, a curve of the flying fish suit flashed across the threshold, and the corner of his clothes swung. Shi Yong's throat moved and then followed the words just now.

"Of course I have to go. Saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddhist Tu. Since His Highness, the King of Chu believes in me so much, I will naturally go. Xianyi, go! Take my medicine box..."

Xianyi glanced at Zhao Yin who had just entered the door and sighed silently in her heart.

"Yes, princess."

"Stop!" Zhao Yin stood with his hands behind his back, his cold gaze swept across Shi Yong's face. Under Xianyi's expectant gaze, he said calmly: "Bring some more clothes. The princess may have to stay in the palace for a few days."

The Zongren Mansion is a special institution. The prince's palace concubines, the royal relatives and relatives are dealt with by the Zongren Mansion. In order to maintain the mystery and nobility of the imperial power, the mansion is placed next to the imperial city and connected to an iron gate in the Great Inner, which is quite convenient to come and go.

But when I left the palace, I asked the mansion not far away, why did I let Shi Yong live in the palace?

Xianyi thought she had heard it awkwardly, and stood there for a long time without moving, and was shocked.

Zhu Jiu kept winking at her and didn't see it.

Until Shi Yong laughed out loud, "Go quickly. Your Highness the King of Chu is still waiting for me. It's getting colder, so I'll take a few more thick pieces. I'll bring my fox fur cloak, and all the scented powder I bought at Zhibao Pavilion..."

Xianyi's feet seemed to have roots.

"Marty, why do you want the princess to live in the palace?"

Shi Yong chuckled: "Can't you see it yet? There are almost new people in our mansion."

Xianyi was startled and subconsciously looked at Zhu Jiu, trying to get an answer from his face.

But Zhao Yin said, "Your Highness the Crown Prince sent a few messages and asked the princess to come to the palace to see him. Since he got this opportunity, he would go and accompany him for a while."

This reason is still that he is dissatisfied with Xianyi.

But she got a positive answer from Zhao Yin again. She didn't dare to ask any more questions. She responded and lowered her head and hurried away.

When the epidemic broke out, Shi Yong sent all the girls around him to the Song family in Gulou to take care of Wang. The epidemic has slowed down a little, but the ban has not been completely lifted. They cannot walk around and cannot pass the spirit museum. Therefore, Shi Yong only has one Xianyi to use.

While Xianyi was going to pack her clothes, Shi Yong asked the stunned manager with a smile.

“Can I take a dog?”

Dahei sat not far behind Shi Yong. He looked extremely majestic and a little scary.

The manager was obviously a little afraid, "It doesn't bite people, right?"

Shi Yong said: "Only bite bad people."

The manager smiled awkwardly, thought for a moment, and nodded again, "The princess is willing to do so, but there are many noble people in the palace. Please be careful to take care of the princess, otherwise, the small head would not be enough to cut."

Shi Yong nodded and said yes. He went back to the house in person, took the big black food basin and toys, packed it with his luggage, and walked out with one in one hand, without even looking at Zhao Yin.

...

Shi Yong went to the clan mansion before his feet, and Zhao Yin rode his horse to the Good Doctor Hall.

When Sun Guodong saw him appear, he was both nervous and strange, so he hurriedly bowed his hand to greet him.

"The Grand Governor arrived, and the people were in trouble to welcome him..."

Zhao Yin nodded at him and returned a greeting, "Where is the white horse supporting the boat?"

After being swept by his cold eyes, Sun Guodong's back turned cold and he quickly brought the person into the inner room with a smile.

Several guards from the East Factory stood at the door and saw that it was Zhao Yin, and they were a little surprised and wanted to stop them.

Unexpectedly, the sound of a white horse holding a boat came from inside.
Chapter completed!