As Qin Shang expected, his master agreed so easily - in fact, this is indeed not a difficult thing.

Unless the owner deliberately makes things difficult for him.

But even in the years of his previous life, the master deliberately made things difficult for him not many times. Except for the Queen of Ling Kingdom who succeeded to the throne, the master seemed a little dissatisfied, and seemed too bored, and then ordered him to disrupt the Dongling court.

He cut his bones and turned himself into the appearance of Jun Tianlan, the deceased prince of Dongling, and then approached Zixi.

Thinking of that time, Qin Shang couldn't help but wonder, if he wanted to meet Zixi again this time, would they still have the opportunity to become friends in the future?

"Young master, it's time to have a meal." The boy came in with lunch. It was light porridge, "I can only eat this for the time being."

Qin Shang turned around and looked at it. He didn't care about what he was eating. What he cared about was where the owner was now?

"Where is the Pavilion Master?"

The young man replied: "Today, the nine hall masters went up the mountain to report to the cabinet affairs, and the hall master discussed matters with them in the side hall."

Qin Shang was stunned when he heard this.

Yes, it’s time for the nine hall masters to go up the mountain. It’s time to report on the pavilion affairs at the end of the year in the middle of winter.

With a frown slightly, he took the bowl silently and started drinking porridge with a spoon.

Although his injuries now seem to be quite serious, it is actually nothing serious. If you really want to say it is because he is frozen in the snow and needs to take medicine to drive away the cold.

The scars caught by the snow wolf were all skin and flesh, which was much lighter than the injuries that had broken bones on the bones in the slaughter. But that year, I thought he was stubborn and silent, and his mood was dull and depressed, and the medicine he drank was all ordinary herbs made by Yun Ziyi, so his internal and external injuries were healed slowly.

Now he is in a good mood, can eat and sleep, and he asked his master for good medicine to recover from his injuries. He will probably be able to get out of bed in a few days.

After drinking the porridge, the boy packed the bowls and spoons and cleaned up the tray. Qin Shang felt that he was still energetic today, so he got up and asked the boy to bring a new set of bed sheets and replace them with the pillow.

The owner has a cleanliness.

Although his legs were still weak, it was still okay to reach out and grab the bed post and hold it for a while. The young man serving in the imperial palace quickly brought a clean mattress to replace it.

Qin Shang looked at the clean bed and couldn't help but want to take a shower again.

But it's really inconvenient for him now...

Turning his head, he said, "Come in a basin of warm water."

The boy took the order and left, and soon came with a basin of warm water.

Qin Shang took off his sleeping clothes himself. Although his movements were a little stiff, he did not really fall into the point of being useless.

He twisted the towel and asked the boy to wipe his back. Because the injury looked really scary, the boy wiped it carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting him.

After a brief scrubbing, the boy brought him a new bedcloth and put it on. Qin Shang then returned to the bed and lay down and couldn't help sleeping for a while.

The owner of the Nine Hall went up the mountain to report that the cabinet officials would need to stay for a few days and would not leave for the time being. Before they left, he must take care of his health and go out to meet them so that they can know that he is not dead yet.

In the evening, the familiar cold aura of the inner hall came back. Qin Shang was awakened and looked up and saw the owner in snow-white clothes leaning against the window, casually looking at the file on the small desk in front of him.

Since I wake up, I must ask you for peace.

Qin Shang whispered: "Master."

Emperor Xiu raised his eyes, his eyes fell lightly on his face, staring at his pale face: "What's the matter?"

It's still these two words, cold and emotional.

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Chapter completed!