After Being Reborn, The Sick and Tender Lord Always Rips Off My Vest

When An Sheng returned to the palace alone, Yu Lin and the others were in a hurry. Seeing An Sheng coming back, they hurried up to meet them, "Are you alright?!"

Shen Yan directly pulled her to sit down and felt her pulse, her expression was serious as if An Sheng was about to die.

"It's alright, I said there won't be another problem. There are still brothers around. If I can't beat me, I won't call anyone." An Sheng joked.

After Shen Yan was sure that An Sheng was all right, several people breathed a sigh of relief.

"Miss, your face is not very good." Qiao Yunduo brought her a cup of hot milk to soothe her nerves.

An Sheng rubbed his eyes and yawned, "I'm just a little tired. After all, he's not easy to deal with. Prepare hot water. I'll take a shower and sleep."

"It's ready, and I also put Ningxin Anshen essential oil, Niangniang, hurry up." Yulin said hurriedly.

An Sheng got up and went to the bathroom. After taking a hot bath, he lay down on the bed.

The bed tent fell, a lamp was left in the inner hall, and Yulin stayed outside.

The incense made by Shen Yan was burning in the hall, with a faint smell of medicine and herbs, which relaxed and soothed An Sheng's nerves.

An Sheng was lying on the bed, a little tired but couldn't sleep.

The images of the past are replayed over and over in my mind.

When my mother died, when I was bled, when I went out to perform a mission to kill.

These memories, she wanted to throw them in the fire just now and burn them clean.

She has worked hard for so many years, if it wasn't for Shen Yan's help, she might have to wait.

Even so, she felt that it was too long, and she had to get blood on her hands.

Can it be wiped clean?

Can you still be forgiven?

An Sheng looked at his hand, thinking about some things.

With a long sigh, An Sheng turned over and hugged Bo Jinye's pillow, trying to let himself go to sleep.

There is still a lot of aftermath work to be dealt with tomorrow. Although she does not want to take over the old department of Xia Feng Pavilion, there are some places that can be used, which must be used.

For example, she wants to know the relevant information about Yeyou, a neighboring country to the southwest.

An Sheng groped with his eyes closed, and suddenly felt a small thing under the pillow, took it out and looked at it, and smiled.

It was a small wooden tube the size of a thumb. An Sheng opened it and a note fell out.

There is a line of words on it: baby, sleep well, I will be back soon.

Bo Jinye's handwriting.

An Sheng's heart throbbed, and he read the words of the note back and forth several times, and then put it back carefully.

He got up and rummaged in other places on the bed to see if there was anything else.

Sure enough, two more were found.

One reads: I kiss you in a dream, and the other reads: Mr. Bo and Ah Ye are running back quickly.

The corners of An Sheng's lips curled up in a sweet arc, and the heavy heart was dispelled. Now, she can only think of the crying emperor who was fighting outside.

Ah, I really want to see him soon.

An Sheng clutched the note in his hand, fell on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The next day, An Sheng got up early and took Yu Lin out of the palace to deal with Xia Feng Pavilion.

The house has been burned to the ground, and everything that happened last night was like a dream.

"After the repair, let's build a temple here." An Sheng said, looking at his subordinates again, "Have the rest of the Xia Feng Pavilion been under control?"

"I followed the instructions of the eldest lady, and I have it under control. Please ask the eldest lady to instruct."

An Sheng asked Yulin to stay and deal with this, and then left Beijing to go to the old nest of Xia Fengge.

There, Lanyue was already waiting.

"Master." The petite and sweet-looking girl shouted.

An Sheng raised his hand and touched her head, "Thank you for your hard work, where's the stuff."

"According to the master's request, all relevant information has been sorted and screened for the master to choose." Lan Yue led An Sheng into the Xia Feng Pavilion.

An Sheng quickly flipped through the pages to find out the deals and deployments between Xia Feng Pavilion and Ye You and other neighboring countries, and then called a few secret guards to send them to Bo Jinye and Qi Xing.

Then go back to Beijing to find the time delay.

"I'm not proficient in politics. Now that I have this information for Lord Time Delay, the Lord can make full use of the purge of Chaogang and the capital." An Sheng said bluntly.

Time Delay took it over curiously and sat up straight, "Could it be possible for the lady to make sure the news is true?"

"Sure, is there something wrong?" An Sheng asked.

Time delay nodded, "There are two adults who are important ministers of reform, but they don't want to be in harmony with Ye Youyou."

"Whatever you do, if someone screams, just tell me to deal with it." An Sheng said.

Time delay accepted the information, got up and saluted, "The minister leads the order."

There was another **** storm up and down the capital.

Time delay looks gentle, but he makes good use of thunder.

In addition, An Sheng pulled out the nail eyeliner inserted by Xia Feng Pavilion and cancelled the previously agreed strategy of traitorousness, which helped a lot of delay.

Now, there is good news at the border.

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In the southwest, the wind was raging, the army was besieged, and the Lord of Yeyou, Mu Owen, was successfully captured alive.

Inside the big tent, Bo Jinye looked at the man who was being held in front of him lightly.

Just like the faces in memory.

Still not as handsome and comfortable as him.