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Originally, Ye Lin had made up his mind to give Bai Xijing an explanation. Even if he could not punish the Zhao family clearly, at least vent his anger on her, but no one expected such a thing to happen suddenly.

Ye Lin had just left the palace and didn't have time to return to the prince's mansion, so he was suddenly caught up by the palace people. He anxiously told Ye Wang that he was seriously ill and suddenly fell into a coma.

It's just such a simple sentence, but the hidden wind and clouds behind it are very clear. At this critical moment, as long as you take a step, you will either step down or be doomed. I'm afraid that Ye Guo's situation is not as calm as it seems. If he moves the Zhao family now, it is equivalent to entrusting half of his foundation.

"The son of the world?" When the palace people who came to send the message saw Ye Lin sitting on the horse but did not say anything, they couldn't help but be a little anxious and hurriedly called out. Ye Lin came to his senses and said in a low voice, "Go back to the palace immediately."

"Yes." The palace people were busy opening the way in front of him and led Ye Lin to run towards the palace. However, this time when Ye Lin came to the palace gate again, no one asked him to follow the rules and get off the horse. When Ye Lin hurried to the Chenjin Hall where King Ye was located, the imperial doctor had already stood aside. Ye Lin's heart sank and walked to the inner hall without saying a word.

The long illness made Ye Wang age a lot quickly. When Ye Lin saw Ye Wang, he was completely different from the high king who gave Bai Xijing. He was very thin in the lingering sickbed, and his face was pale like a wrinkled white paper. Ye Lin hurriedly stepped up and walked to the bedside and asked the head of the grim imperial doctor in a low voice, "What's going on?"

The imperial doctor looked at Ye Lin with desire to speak, but suddenly sighed and lowered his head, and then slowly shook his head and said, "There's nothing I can do."

"What is powerlessness? Shake your head here when you have time, and don't find a way for me to go!" Ye Lin's face was gloomy and scary, and he couldn't help speaking much louder.

Because Ye Lin does not live in the palace, the imperial doctor does not often see Ye Lin. Even if he sees him occasionally, Ye Lin still looks so pleasant with a faint smile. When is he so fierce? Therefore, after being shouted so loudly by Ye Lin, the imperial doctor was so scared that he almost couldn't stand still. Suddenly, he put on cold sweat on his back and quickly complained repeatedly, "Wei Chen knows the guilt and will find a way immediately."

Then suddenly as if he remembered something, the doctor's eyes suddenly lit up and said, "Son, Li Junran!"

But even if he is a magic doctor, Li Junran is a famous figure. I'm afraid it's not easy to find him out, and there is a way as long as a person doesn't want to be found. I'm afraid this road is not easy to walk. Thinking of this, Ye Lin couldn't help frowning, but immediately arranged to find Li Junran.

In any case, King Ye is still fine now, at least, at least hold on for three months. Otherwise, his second brother, who has been on the border, will come back under the banner of filial piety. Not yet, he can't come back yet. No one can come back here to fight with him before he fully controls the situation!

Speaking of which, his second brother Ye Qing is the queen's eldest son, and he is just a son born in the queen's name because the queen had no children. Even if some people envy him now that he has the most noble mother and the most favored mother concubine, but as long as he A lot of people will make a fuss about his identity. The reason why this has not happened yet is also thanks to the support of several forces, including the Zhao family.

And Ye Qing, how can I say? If it hadn't been for the fact that he had transferred him to the frontier many years ago, and the king of Ye didn't like his arbitrary nature, he was afraid that in terms of identity, he would be the only son of this world.

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Half a day has passed, but I still haven't received any news about Ye Lin's action. Looking at the Bai Xijing, who was leaning against the beauty in the hall with her eyes closed, Fang Siyuan couldn't help sighing on the flower platform and said, "How long will it be?"

Bai Xijing breathed a breathless breath, but he was unwilling to open his eyes: "Until the time of the son."

"Are you accommodating him too much?" Fang Siyuan casually took a leaf and took it in his hand to play with. Although he looked careless, his tone was not as plain as usual.

"Can you?" Bai Xijing seemed to enjoy the sunshine in spring. He lazily stretched out his hand and waved in the air, and then changed a more comfortable posture to the beauty.

"In all senses, it is true."

Bai Xijing smiled when he heard the words, then slowly opened his eyes, and then turned his head to the direction of Fang Siyuan: "Mumble, Siyuan, aren't you jealous?" After saying that, a pair of glazed eyes still shined with brilliance.

Fang Siyuan did not answer quickly when he heard the words, but picked up the leaf he was playing with his thumb and index finger, and turned the leaves in the direction of the sun, as if he were looking at the lines above.

Just when Bai Xijing thought he would not answer, he didn't expect him to suddenly lower his head and looked straight at Bai Xijing, with a doting smile on his handsome face: "Idiot."

"Hey, how can anyone be like this? What's wrong with me?" Bai Xijing didn't want Fang Siyuan to say so. He immediately pouted reluctantly, then stood up and stepped out of the pavilion and walked to the flower bed where Fang Siyuan stood.

"That's not jealousy, that's eating." Fang Siyuan jumped off the flower bed, then took Bai Xijing's hand and said solemnly, but the other hand was a prank to insert the green leaf into Bai Xijing's bun.

Bai Xijing smiled and avoided Fang Siyuan's hand: "If I make up my mind, do you have to do something to taste?"

"No." Fang Siyuan resolutely refused, and then he still held the leaf in his hand to tease Bai Xijing.

"Huh? Why not?"

"Because you didn't bribe me, my Princess Xijing, do you know that you need this hand to do anything in these troubled times?" Fang Siyuan's tone sounded faint, but Bai Xijing looked at the joking smile on his face and didn't know why he felt a sense of peace and warmth in his heart.

"Well, it's too urgent to go out this time. I only have two taels of silver on me, or I borrowed it from Wang Fu here, and I gave it all to you. How about this?" Bai Xijing raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I still don't want it." Fang Siyuan shook his head and refused again.

"Then what do you want?" Bai Xijing raised his head and looked at Fang Siyuan without blinking.

"Well, how about the princess's beautiful bribe?" Fang Siyuan suddenly reached out and wrapped his hand around Bai Xijing's waist, then bent slightly, put his forehead against Bai Xijing's forehead, looked straight into her eyes, and whispered. Perhaps because he deliberately lowered his voice, his voice sounded very charming.

"The apprentice."

"Mumble, have you ever seen such a disciple from beginning to end?" Fang Siyuan suddenly laughed, and finally imprinted a kiss on Bai Xijing's blushing cheek.