Green smoke was burning in the hall, filled with a complex and rich medicinal fragrance.
Lin Yu was lying on the couch with his eyes closed, wearing a gray robe.
His face was a little pale, and his frowning face showed pain.
The curtain at the door outside the palace was opened, and the man of Feng Shen Yu Lang walked slowly.
The imperial doctors and medicine boys in the palace all greeted him, and the man waved his hand with a gentle smile.
Walking to Lin Yu's side, the man slowly squatted down and sat on the futon nearby. He placed a palm-sized hand warmer next to Lin Yu's waist. The aqua blue spirit stone released a faint light and warmth.
"Lin Yu, it's time to wake up." The man's smile was gentle and his voice was slightly hoarse, but more importantly, it was a magnet that made people feel like they were taking a breath of spring breeze.
There were several servants standing next to Lin Yu. These servants were all sent by the prince, but they did not dare to say anything at the moment and just buried their heads.
Lin Yu's eyelids began to tremble, and his whole face was entangled with pain. After two breaths, he opened his misty eyes.
He looked around confusedly, looking at the bronze roof, his eyes following the candlelight as he looked left and right, his head shaking slightly and his face turned sideways.
He saw a gentle and smiling face.
"Your Majesty...Your Highness...ahem..." Lin Yu coughed twice in pain, trying to hold up his arms to greet him.
His Highness gently pressed his shoulders and shook his head:
"Lie down."
"Thank you, Your Highness, cough." Lin Yu coughed heavily.
Zhao Wujiang glanced at the servants beside Lin Yu. The servants immediately fell silent and left quickly, standing far away.
"Wutongzhou and our team, you have made great contributions." Zhao Wujiang put one hand on Lin Yu's wrist and kept moving his cultivation to check the extent of Lin Yu's injury improvement.
"Your Highness, this is...this is what a villain should do..." Lin Yu looked at the bronze roof of the hall, his eyes had no obvious focus, and he was obviously a little absent-minded.
His Highness said that he has made great achievements. What kind of achievements has he made? Of course, it was the credit of the three people who escorted Dugu Mingyue.
This also confirmed some of his previous speculations.
The His Highness today is not the His Highness before.
There is a high probability, or almost certainty, that it is Zhao Wujiang.
Zhao Wujiang is hiding in the imperial city. Does the emperor know? Where is the Imperial Master?
In Wutongzhou and his party, there is only one supreme person participating?
These things all showed that this was not something that he, Lin Yu, could ask more about.
And now His Highness, he actually likes him more, admires him more, and sincerely agrees with him.
Will care about his thoughts and teach him many principles.
He just doesn't know that he's doing this, right? Whether it is loyalty or not.
Maybe not, but he must be living for himself.
Just like His Highness taught him before.
"Everything is not that bad. We don't have to worry about the imperial city where the emperor's master is stationed." Zhao Wujiangdu sent his cultivation and began to repair some minor injuries in Lin Yu's body. There was a light smile on his lips, as gentle as jade.
"Lin Yu...I understand..." Lin Yu heard what His Highness wanted to tell him.
"Understood, let's recover well and give you another day or two." Zhao Wujiang slowly repaired all the injuries, patted Lin Yu's shoulder, and stood up slowly:
“I’ve recovered from my injuries, but there are still big things to do.
I need you here..."
"Your Highness... Lin Yu can do it now." Lin Yu tried to get up again, but was unable to move. His whole body was like a small stove, and his cultivation was constantly surging in his body. He frowned, not knowing what was going on.
"I told you to recuperate first." Zhao Wujiang said with a faint smile:
"Moreover, you have made meritorious deeds and survived the tribulation. Now you are the Supreme Being of the Seven Tribulations. Take a good rest when you need it."
"I...when did I survive the catastrophe?" Lin Yu's eyes were filled with shock. He was seriously injured and on the verge of death. How could he survive the catastrophe?
"This is a reward." Zhao Wujiang picked up the hand warmer and held it in his hand:
"I have been trapped in the Six Tribulations for so long. If God doesn't reward me, I will reward you.
Okay, have a good rest. "
He walked slowly outside the main hall of Taiyuan Hospital, leaving only his back behind.
Lin Yu's expression was complicated. He turned his face away for a long time, withdrew his gaze, and stared blankly at the top of the hall.
