"Well, the prince heard that you are awake, let me have a look. It seems that you are in a good condition. If you can move around, come to the meeting tomorrow." Uncle Hong did not say anything because of Ling Xiao's respect. He just glanced at Ling Xiao indifferently, then shook his clothes and turned and looked towards the small courtyard and walked away.
Ling Xiao doesn't know when the meeting will be held tomorrow, nor why. Ling Xiao turned his head to look at Mu Qing'er in confusion, and Mu Qing'er also shook his head in confusion.
"Uncle Hong go slowly, when will the meeting be held tomorrow?" Ling Xiao asked quickly when he saw that Uncle Hong was about to walk out of the small courtyard.
"Dispose of the servant who poisoned you, but you can't do it yourself." Uncle Hong stopped and looked back at Ling Xiao and said, his tone was a little lonely, and at the same time he kept staring at Ling Xiao. But he did not see Spite and unwillingness in Ling Xiao's eyes. He looked at Ling Xiao suspiciously, thinking that when Ling Xiao heard that he couldn't handle it by himself, he would be unwilling to be with Rage. But there was no expression on Ling Xiao's face. In the end, without seeing any fluctuations in Ling Xiao's eyes, he turned and left with a low sigh. The left figure was slightly depressed and helpless.
From the tone of Uncle Hong, Ling Xiao could feel that Uncle Hong seemed a little lost with Rage, and Ling Xiao felt that when Uncle Hong stared at him just now, the air around him seemed to be evacuated, just like Hong just now. Uncle directly saw through his soul.
"This is expert, it's so shocking! It seems that this world is very good. I don't know if I can become such an expert with my efforts in cultivation!"
The original name of Uncle Hong is unknown, early Before Mu Kongxiang became famous, Uncle Hong followed Mu Kongxiang to kill the enemy in the army. They are comrades-in-arms and brothers. Outsiders see him as the steward of the palace. In fact, people who know him know his weight in the palace and his prestige is extremely high. They are all respected as Uncle Hong.
"Young Master, let's go back to bed and rest, don't go to the meeting tomorrow." Mu Qing'er said while pulling the golden cloak on Ling Xiao again.
"Oh, well, I am also a little tired." Ling Xiao just finished speaking. Mu Qing'er hugged Ling Xiao's arm tightly and helped Ling Xiao turn around and walked into the room.
"Well, Qing'er, I want to ask how I was in a coma?" Although Ling Xiao has the memory of Young Master, he only learned that it was poisoned. After all, he was in a coma after being poisoned. , And it seems that part of the memory is a bit incomplete.
"Oh, my mind seems to be a little confused when I was killed this time. Some things seem to be forgotten. And I don't know after I was in a coma." Ling Xiao quickly explained when he saw Mu Qing'er with a puzzled look.
"Young Master, you are poisoned. Yes-yes-Zhang Fan's poison, Zhang Fan has been imprisoned, and he may be interrogated tomorrow." Mu Qing'er said this, cautiously observed After a brief look at Ling Xiao's face, there was no change. He then cautiously continued: "I think Hong Shu is in a bad mood, after all, Zhang Fan is his son."
"Oh, I said that, so that's how it is, then why did he poison me?" Ling Xiao asked puzzledly.
"This...Young Master, don't you remember?" Mu Qing'er lifts the head in surprise and looked at Ling Xiao.
"I...I really want to forget a bit, you can tell me about it." Ling Xiao pretended not to care. ..