Eternal Love

   Chapter 33: Flame Flower (3)

  "The emperor, please let Weichen give you the next pulse—"

   "No, no more, this king is okay—"

Rejecting Xue Han's request, he also pushed Shan Zhen away, and shook his head heavily, trying to make himself sober. In fact, Zhou Cheng seemed to have a normal appearance, but since Yinyin fell asleep, he hasn't rested much. Yin’s affairs worked day and night, and then Zhao Guo, then the shaken world, and then Zhou Yan was assassinated. This time I went directly to the original Yin Yin. Zhou Cheng thought a lot for so long, and suddenly thought Too many things caused him to use too much energy, which caused him to waver.

Shan Zhen has been watching from the sidelines, so he is the person who knows what Zhou Cheng has done best. He knows that Zhou Cheng bears a burden that ordinary people can't imagine. He wants to save Yinyin and also takes care of national affairs. , And as the prince of a country, he must be prepared to endure all this. Of course, Shan Zhen knows that these are not things that he can involve in sharing for Zhou Cheng. He only needs to do his best to do what he should do. The thing is just fine.

  …………

  A few days have passed

  A good news came to Zhou Cheng’s ears

   "Yes, the prince woke up early this morning, and now Yu Doctor Xue is seeing the prince—"

   Hearing the news from the eunuch, how could Zhou Cheng still sit here, and immediately set off for [Gyeongbok Palace] where Zhou Yan had lived in the palace when he was the prince.

  In the King City【Heyue Inn】

   "Are you dying to survive?"

  Feng Qinghan and the others reappeared, his eyes slightly with a meaningful smile, and he delivered a cup of brewed tea to his mouth...

  "Master, when shall we—"

As always, the attendants behind him consulted the master first. They did not lower the volume for fear of being heard. Feng Qinghan laughed and said nothing. The attendants were not eager to know the answer. After Feng Qinghan put down the tea cup in his hand, he turned to the window and said: " Today’s weather is good, it’s good to give gifts—"

   "Yes, the subordinates will do it!"

  Don’t wait for Feng Qinghan to speak clearly, the attendant immediately understood that he really wanted to leave to do what he was supposed to do. Feng Qinghan looked out the window, looking into the distance, not knowing what he was looking at...

  …………

  Inside the Royal Palace【Gyeongbokgung Palace】

   "Xue Han, how is King Jing his body?"

   "Going back to the emperor, the prince has already woken up, so it doesn’t matter anymore, because the prince has exercise on weekdays, I believe he can recover soon, but—"

   "Just what?"

"This-"

  Xue Han was hesitant to ask Zhou Cheng’s question, and he did not forget to look at Zhou Yan who was lying on the bed...

   "Let’s talk—"

   Zhou Yan spoke in a hoarse voice. He was awake, but he was still quite weak and there was no blood on his face.

"Yes, the next official just said it straight. To be honest, although we combine the strengths of me and Brother Wang, the situation of the right hand of the prince is still not very optimistic, because it hurts the hand muscles, brother Wang and I hugged with one heart. The life of the prince takes priority, so the treatment of the hand muscles is negligent, and the possibility of recovery is not very great—"

  There is no need to wait for Xue Han to finish later, Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan can understand, what can they say if they hurt their hands? It's no different from being disabled...

   "...huh, I guessed it a long time ago—"

  Ever since he was injured that day, Zhou Yan seemed to have guessed it. He was a little surprised to be able to save his life. It doesn’t matter whether his right hand is crippled or not...

   "Yan! Xue Han, this king orders you to heal the hand of the prince."

  Seeing Zhou Yan who is now lying on the bed weakened, Zhou Cheng's heart is very boring. After all, he is his own brother. How can he just watch?

"Yes!"

   "No need, where's Yinyin? How is Yinyin?"

  It’s not that I’m worried about myself. Even if I’m weak, Zhou Yan still misses Yinyin.

   "She's okay—"

A short answer, Zhou Cheng, who was worried about Zhou Yan just now, seemed a little disdainful of Zhou Yan when he heard Yinyin's name. It seems that Yinyin has completely become the gap between the two brothers. If it weren't for Yinyin, believe them. Brothers wouldn't do it like this, as long as Yinyin is involved, he will hate each other, right? It is also the so-called antagonism?

   "Yan, what happened in Snow Mountain?"

Zhou Cheng quickly shifted his target topic from Yinyin’s topic. After hearing Zhou Cheng’s words, Zhou Yan slowly began to recall the attack on the Snow Mountain. Everything was too sudden, even though Yinyin’s objections to Zhou Cheng Hostile, but Zhou Yan still told what happened on the snowy mountain...

Because it was too sudden, I was a little caught off guard. In addition, the assassins who appeared suddenly were not ordinary assassins, and each had extraordinary skills. Although Zhou Yan's guards were also first-class masters, they were obviously a little bit better in the face of those assassins who suddenly appeared. They didn't know where they came from or where they appeared. They only knew that they suddenly appeared and attacked them, which was completely unpredictable.

   "...that is, is their identity a mystery?"

"Ok-"

  The conversation between Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan is the first time since Yinyin’s matter to have such a friendly conversation, but still don’t know anything from Zhou Yan’s words...

   "The emperor, what about the recovery of the assassin's corpse? There should be an assassin who was solved by the prince?"

  Xue Han’s sudden arrival made Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan suddenly startled. Yes, you can also find any clues from the corpse...

"At that time, we were fighting and retreating. Even if we managed to solve them, when the reinforcements arrived, we were already seriously injured, and they didn't have much casualties. In addition, Blizzard at that time believed that we would find the corpses of the dead among them. It’s not easy—"

   "But it's not impossible, is it?"

  Since Xue Han said so, there must be his reason, Zhou Cheng quickly reacted: "Come on—"

  Zhou Cheng yelled, and soon a guard came in: "Subordinates are here!"

   "See you at the Flyer General!"

"Yes!"

  The guard was ordered to leave immediately

   "What if I find it?"

   Zhou Yan’s weaker voice sounded

"The emperor, the prince, although I don’t know if it’s related, but before the minister came to Zhou, he had heard rumors about a mysterious killer organization. According to the rumors, they were all cold-blooded killers who did not blink. First-class masters, there are even rumors that they can destroy a team of well-trained soldiers at will. They have never failed. Compared with ordinary assassins, they are far different. I heard that They must have the mark of a dark wolf somewhere on their bodies, so outsiders gave them the nickname "Black Wolf"—"

"black Wolf?"

  Xue Han's serious and cautious words pried open the affairs of the rivers and lakes that Zhou Cheng and Zhou Yan did not know.