"He went too?" Tang Xian's shadow was stretched very long by the moonlight, his handsome face hidden in the night.

Xilin has been very active recently, probably because he's gotten into his old habits again.

"Will the little princess be in danger?" the dark guard added.

"Her?" Tang Xian laughed. "You should be worried that An Du, that fool, will be played to death by her."

"She brought along Zhong Lingxiu?" Tang Xian asked.

"Yes, the spirit followed her."

"Spirit?" Tang Xian smiled.

The dark guard felt a little embarrassed, but since his master had asked, he answered, "At the martial arts competition on the Listen to the Wind Tower, she came first, and I came second."

Tang Xian raised an eyebrow. He hadn't bothered with the affairs of Tingfeng Building lately, but even so, everything at Tingfeng Building was fine and there were no problems.

"That's good, safety is guaranteed, and besides, the North Desert has her imperial sister watching over her. She'll definitely protect her."

"Master, aren't you also going to the Northern Waste?"

Tang Xian took a deep breath, "I'm not going, let the eighth one go."

This time, he insisted on waiting for the little girl to come see him.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here! Want some tea?"

The dark guard was so scared that he quickly disappeared. He just thought, how childish his master was.

He constantly worries about the little princess and has opportunities to see her, but he chooses not to go.

Where is Xiaoyun mainly?

Are you crying?

……

"Qi Ge, why do I have to go to Bei Mo?" Tang Yan raised an eyebrow.

Tang Xian coughed twice, and Tang Yan changed his words, "Go away, you're not feeling well, rest, okay?"

"Anyway, I happened to want to see my older sister. I can't even remember what she looks like anymore, and I don't know if she remembers me."

Tang Yan looked at Tang Xian, "Your body... I have to say, you need to be more careful. It's a pity that I didn't learn much medical arts from the little master. Well, never mind. When the little master is better, she will definitely be able to cure the poison in your body."

As the truth about Lady Li's affair was revealed, everyone knew that Tang Xian wasn't sick but poisoned.

Everyone thought he still had lingering ill will, but they didn't know he had already recovered.

"Qige, I'm talking to you, are you listening?"

Tang Yan realized that after talking for so long, it seemed like everyone had treated his words as if they were just wind passing by their ears. “If my little master woke up and saw you like this, she would be heartbroken too.”

She wouldn't be sad.

She is happy right now.

But Tang Xian didn't say, Chirp woke up this thing, currently not many people know, it seems she has her own things to do.

"Seventh Brother, if you say that, your little master will be heartbroken. Do you know…"

"Laoba, why don't you take a break? Aren't you thirsty?" Tang Xian shook his head, not knowing when it started, but this eighth brother had become a chatterbox.

"I'm not thirsty, I had tea before coming here. Seventh Brother, what's wrong with you? Every time I talk to you, you change the subject. Do you even know..."

"Old Eight, I have a bit of a headache." Tang Xian really didn't want to hear him talk anymore.

"Headache? Let me take a look."

Tang Xian couldn't help but laugh and cry, "You can stop now. Just you... that half-baked medical skill..."

"Don't underestimate me, I spent a long time at medical school."

"Three days of fishing, two days of mending nets. They say you're living incognito, but your mannerisms give you away. Everyone knows you have a distinguished background." Tang Xian sighed.

"That was me being a righteous hero, alright, alright, Seventh Brother, have you discussed my trip to the Northern Wastelands with Fourth Brother?"

Tang Xian's eyes turned cold. "Why consult him? My health isn't good, and there's a high chance of an accident on the way. Do you want me to die out there?"

Tang Yan didn't expect Tang Xian to be so excited. "No, I was just thinking that lately, Father has been giving a lot of things to the Fourth Brother to handle. Forget it, anyway, even if you don't go, Father won't say anything."

Tang Xian waved at him, "Let's go."

Tang Yan glared at him, "Seventh Brother, you're chasing me away again."

"Laoba, you're not young anymore. Has your mother considered finding you a wife?"

"Seven Older Brother, what are you saying? You're not even married yet, how could it be my turn?" Tang Yan rolled her eyes. "I'm not in a hurry at all."

"That..."

"Are you leaving or not?" Tang Yanshen took a deep breath. "If you don't leave, I will!"

"Well, I'll go then. By the way, what about that person at the door?"

Tang Xian frowned, "She's coming, I didn't invite her, don't worry about her."

"Oh, I told you, you were taking a shower and wouldn't be available to see guests, hahaha..."

Tang Xian shook his head, this old Eighth is really something.

At the gate of Jinshui Prince's Mansion, Deng family's carriage was waiting at the entrance.

Tang Yan came out of the Prince's Mansion, and Deng Wan'ying greeted him, "Your Highness, King Jin, how is he?"

Tang Yan glanced at the anxious Deng Wan'ying and shook his head. "Not good, he's taking a medicinal bath right now. The smell is too strong, I haven't even gone in. However, the poison hasn't been completely removed, I don't know if he'll make it."

"Your Highness, Prince Liang, how can you speak of Prince Jin like that?"

Tang Yan looked at her, "Then what should I say? These days, can't we even speak the truth?"

"That's what you wanted to ask, but you didn't listen to me. You... you really are..."

Deng Wan'ying no longer looked at him, but went to find the gatekeeper, "I wish to see His Royal Highness Jin Wang."

Miss Deng, you may go back now. Our Master Wang has said he will not see guests.

"Then he… "

He's not a guest, brother, kin. He's family.

Tang Wan'ying sighed, "Alright."

If only my older brother was here, it's a pity he went home with his sister-in-law and I don't know when he'll be back.

Tang Wan'ying couldn't get in and didn't want to wait any longer, so she just said, "I'll come back tomorrow," and left.

Tang Yan shook his head. You think you're the little master?

If Little Master came, Seven Ge would have to go out to greet him, even daring to come out naked for a bath.

Humph.

……

The Northern Desert, Imperial Palace.

Artur was going to see Prince Andu after the morning court. Although the itch had subsided, scratches from last night were still visible on him, most notably on his face, which was raw and bloody, a terrible sight.

Atule stifled a smile, putting on an air of great sorrow, "Prince Andu is suffering. How are you today?"

Andu Prince drank a large basin of Coptis chinensis decoction. His stomach was now bloated, and he hadn't eaten breakfast. "It's okay."

It seems like Li Chao's medicine is working.

Prince Andu didn't want to admit it, but the medicine wasn't a cure-all. "It's alright, it's not completely gone yet. The medicine doesn't work that quickly," he said.

Atula saw through his attempt to save face but didn't expose him, saying, "It worked, that's all that matters. Prince An Du might need a few days to recover from this."

Prince Andu didn't want to rest, he wanted to go out, but there was no way. He felt his handsome face was ruined, would it be embarrassing to go out?

It's still their western faces that are lost.

"Princess Ming Yue..."

"She went out to play, that girl can't sit still." Arthur said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, you have seen our sincerity from the west. We offered a city without hesitation. As for my marriage to Princess Mingyue, what are your remaining concerns?"

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