Zhou Leping was so sleepy that his eyelids were fighting. He wanted to go to sleep, but the sentence "Your Highness will suffer" in his mind repeatedly came out to remind her. As soon as he closed his eyes, he was awakened by this sentence. Later, he woke up and didn't sleep. He sat there quietly waiting for Zhu GuanLiang to come back.

The knock on the door drove away her last drowsiness. She got up to open the door and saw Zhu GuanLiang standing at the door with a medicine tray.

"I'm back."

She sidled him in.

Zhu GuanLiang was in a trance. He had the illusion that his wife welcomed her husband home.

"Still..."

"I heard those people in the house say that you are going to suffer. What happened when you entered the palace today?"

Zhou Leping's question pushed back his "not sleeping" sentence. He put the plate on the table and immediately bent over and hissed for breath. "It's nothing. It's just a little hurt."

"Hurt? How can a good one get hurt? "

Zhu GuanLiang sat down with his back to her and pointed to his back. "Naturally, I was beaten, so I came to you to help me with some medicine."

He was very conscious. He untied his waistband and took off his upper body clothes, revealing a whole red back. There were dozens of raised red scars on his back, not on the whip, but on the board. His hands were quite heavy, swollen, and there were mottled blood stains on the clothes he took off.

She caressed her fingers around the wound and said casually, "fortunately, the injury is not very serious. Are you beaten by your father?"

I'm afraid he's only a saint who can beat her.

Zhu GuanLiang didn't speak, which was regarded as a default. Zhou Leping picked up the small bottle on the table, looked at it, smelled it again, picked up a little ointment and gently applied it to his wound, "why hit you? Aren't your parents always satisfied and proud of you? Is it because of me? "

Zhu GuanLiang said, "it's none of your business."

"Seriously?"

"Don't ask so much. My back is burning."

Zhu GuanLiang's body is very clean. He can't even find a small scar. His skin is so good that it's disgusting.

He did not say the reason, Zhou Leping asked fruitless, had to shut up quietly to help him with the medicine.

In the middle of the injury, she bent down slightly, looked at a certain part of his back and said, "you've grown something."

Zhu GuanLiang hands around behind to touch, "what?"

He never knew there was something behind him.

Zhou Leping took him by the hand and brought him to the three red moles, "it's like moles."

The three are arranged in a row obliquely. There is no bulge. It's hard to find if you don't look carefully.

"If you don't tell me, I forget that you also have three in the transverse direction, on the right position of the back waist."

He is on the left and she is on the right. There are three of them, one slanting and one horizontal. It can be explained by coincidence, but he prefers to believe that it is predestined.

All of a sudden, Zhou Leping's face turned red. He could not help but add a little more strength. "You don't have to remind me."

"I don't remind you that you probably won't know for a lifetime."

She gritted her teeth. "Thank you for reminding me."

Wound has been to his waist near the hip position, but the back of Zhou Leping is not good to start again, up to half stopped, "the rest of your own."

Then he asked, "is it really none of my business? You go to save me and help me to persuade Qi Simiao back. After so many things, I didn't report to him. Isn't that why your father beat you? "

"What if it's none of your business? What if it's none of your business?"

"If it has something to do with me, I'm sorry for you. Naturally, I'll find a way to make it up."

It's a pity that Zhu GuanLiang is too tight. He slowly pulls up his clothes, as if with a slight sigh. He doesn't even look back at her, so he opens the door and leaves.

It's like a prodigal son who won't admit his debt when he puts on his pants.

Zhou Leping is strange. It's not like his temperament. It's like his style to take advantage of the opportunity at this time.

Early the next morning, Zhou Leping went to see Zhu GuanLiang. He wanted to care about his injury, but the housekeeper said that he had gone to court. He gave her a meaningful look, shook his head and left with a sigh.

She didn't care, went back to her residence and continued to play chess with Yunqing.

At noon, a guest came to visit Zhou Leping and rushed all the way to him. He hugged her and rubbed her with tears and nose.

"Master, you are back at last! Are you OK? I miss you so much

Zhou Leping's shoulder injury, which is not yet well understood, is dull and painful. He reluctantly pushes Anhe away and grins, "I'm ok. I'm fine. I'm fine. Don't worry."

Anhe wiped his tears with a handkerchief, pursed his lips and said, "I'm worried about the master every day. If my brother didn't drive me back, I'd go with him to save you."

"Your brother is right."

Fortunately you didn't go, otherwise things would have been more complicated.

Zhou Leping, a little overwhelmed by the warmth of peace, stepped back two steps, sat down, poured her a cup of tea, and then asked, "Why are you here at this time? Isn't your brother hurt? Why don't you go and have a look? "

Anhe held the cup and said, "the emperor's brother was beaten by his father several times. It's nothing. His father hurt him and couldn't bear to lay too heavy a hand on him."“ Why did your father beat him? " Anhe was surprised and said, "master, don't you know?" Zhou Leping's face was thirsty for knowledge. "I asked him yesterday, but he refused to tell me. What's the reason?" Anhe felt that he was needed. Of course, he said everything. He drank tea to moisten his throat, so he told Zhou Leping about the cause and effect of the incident. Zhu GuanLiang always has a good reputation for decency and steadiness in his work. No matter how difficult things are, he can solve them. Therefore, he always has a high reputation in the court. The court officials trust and support him, and the sages also attach great importance to him. But this time, because of Zhou Leping's case, all the ministries and courts impeached him. Dozens of hundreds of letters were sent to the emperor one day, saying that he rushed to Sheshan and attacked Yumen pass by himself. He did everything with passion and no plan. He even sneaked into the Zhao palace to save people. Zhao guobing rebelled, but he helped others to fight the rebellion, If not for his status as the fifth prince, he could be treated as a treason minister. Zhou Leping nodded as he listened. It was because of her. Anhe said after a pause, "it's more than that. Brother Huang even contacted Rui in your family... Yes, his highness King Rui said he would help him sit on the throne." Zhou Leping took a sip of tea and said, "what? When did this happen? Why don't I know? "“ It seems that when I was in the state of Zhao, I didn't know anything else, and they didn't let me listen. Many people said that you were a fox spirit. They said that you had drugged the emperor brother. Shifu, are you really a fox spirit? " Zhou Leping had no choice but to smile bitterly, "of course I'm not a fox." Anhe was relieved again. "Then you can rest assured. Brother Wuhuang will find a way to solve it, so you don't have to worry about it."