After the Destiny Child was reborn

The little officer was frightened by him and repeated vaguely.

Fu Yanning still didn't hear clearly, she blinked her eyes sideways, and looked at the little official very confused.

The little official was anxious to explain, but the more he explained, the more confused he became: "It's that...that thing Fu Shizhong wants to see."

Fu Yanning felt that his mind was jumbled together like a mess, and he couldn't understand: "What do I want to see?"

Looking at Fu Yanning's confused face, Liang Jingzhan looked forward to his reaction more and more, and the smile at the end of his eyes became stronger and stronger.

The little official closed his eyes, and showed the courage he had just walked towards Fu Yanning, "It's the erotic pictures Fu Shizhong wants to see."

The hall was dozens of times quieter than usual at this moment, the sound of flipping books and tearing papers, whispering and whispering stopped abruptly, leaving only the sound of each colleague inhaling again and again.

"!!!"

Everyone around was silent, Qi Qi put down what they were busy with, and only looked at Fu Yanning.

Occasionally, I exchanged glances with my colleagues to express my shock, and I felt a sigh of relief in my heart.

A few others winked and conveyed what they wanted to say to each other.

Unexpectedly, Fu Shizhong, who is usually dignified and dignified, would also look at unscrupulous things!

It turned out that Fu Shizhong and we were also on the same journey.

Since you are the same way, why not... no... no.

Thorn... Stimulate!

Xiaoguan didn't know how loud his voice was just now, and he didn't know why others wanted to look at him.

But what he knew now was that Fu Yanning's face seemed to be blushing, and his earlobe was about to bleed.

Liang Jingzhan smiled so hard that his face was a little stiff. Seeing Fu Yanning lowering his head and writing notes to cover up his embarrassment, he smiled softly, curled his fingers, and tapped on the desk:

"The erotic pictures are what I want to see."

Both Fu Yanning and the little official stared at him blankly.

The colleagues in the hall were not as shocked as before, and sighed one after another.

That's the end of the fun, no fun.

But for a human being, this sentence is quite harsh.

A person who just walked into the hall was dumbfounded in place, neither entering nor retreating.

Liang Jingzhan looked out the door following everyone's eyes. After seeing the people standing clearly, he touched his chin and hurriedly defended: "I... I didn't finish what I said, Miss Jiang, don't get me wrong, this king means this king I have a friend who wants to see it."

"Why didn't I know that His Highness had such a friend by his side?" Fu Yanning interrupted abruptly.

The little thing's wings are really long.

Liang Jingzhan felt that it was necessary to betray Xiao Weisheng at this time, "Does Fu Shizhong know that Brother Xiao is good at this?"

Fu Yanning: "..." I have nothing to say.

Several colleagues heard the gossip and became lively, "It turns out that Xiao Dayin...cough..."

"Men, it's normal. Who hasn't read two or three books?"

Several people silently looked at Fu Yanning, paused for a moment, then looked away tacitly, and continued chatting:

"What Xiao Dayin collects must be the collector's edition."

"I don't know if there is one from the ancient times, what does it look like?"

"Are you awake? Was there paper in ancient times? Did you make it?"

"If I am lucky enough to go back to ancient times, I will definitely develop papermaking."

"Hahahahaha, are you trying to promote the erotic pictures?"

During the hot discussion among colleagues, Jiang Wanyue had already walked over, and she was still holding a Gu soup in her hand.

Liang Jingzhan took it, put it on the case table, turned around and patted the shoulder of his colleague behind him, and said, "The little girl is still here, if you want to discuss that stuff, find another place to talk about it."

Liang Jingzhan turned around and went back to his desk, and the discussion stopped.

Seeing that Jiang Wanyue didn't feel uncomfortable at all, Liang Jingzhan even suspected that she didn't understand what erotic pictures were.

But that's okay, a little girl knows what to do.

"This is the soup I made with my own hands, please taste it, Your Highness." Jiang Wanyue sat down beside him, and pushed the warm soup in front of him.

Liang Jingzhan gave her the soft cushion he was sitting on, sat on the ground by himself, and took a mouthful with a spoon while uncovering the lid.

"Your Highness...how?" Jiang Wanyue looked at him expectantly.

Liang Jingzhan met the hopeful gaze, his throat moved, he swallowed a mouthful of salty and burnt porridge, and licked his lips, "En. Sweet and delicious, very good."

Jiang Wanyue grabbed his arm ecstatically, "This is the first time I cook porridge, does your Highness like it?"

"I like it." Liang Jingzhan inexplicably thought of Fu Yanning when he answered.

When can I taste the porridge made by the little things?

Looking at the person opposite, Liang Jingzhan felt that this life was impossible.

Or go dreaming.

"Your Highness, Dad's letter has arrived." Jiang Wanyue took out the letter from her sleeve, "I don't quite understand what the letter says."

Liang Jingzhan took the letter from her, opened it and read it.

After reading it, he pressed his palm hard, and the paper in his hand was crumpled unconsciously.

Jiang Wanyue was startled by his reaction, and asked, "Your Highness?"

Liang Jingzhan squeezed out a smile and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'm fine, thank you Miss Jiang for trusting me, cough..."

The moment he put his hand to his mouth to cough, Jiang Wanyue's complexion changed drastically, she took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from his mouth, helped him and called out in a panic, "Your Highness..."

"Miss Jiang, don't worry, I have a solution."

A cold voice came from above her.

When Jiang Wanyue was still thinking about what to do, a purple dress appeared in front of her.

Jiang Wanyue raised her head, nodded belatedly, and voluntarily moved out of the way: "Okay...okay..."

Fu Yanning embraced him from behind, helped Liang Jingzhan to lean on his shoulder, reached into his arms with one hand and took out a white jade medicine bottle, he shook the bottle, and poured out a small brown pill from the bottle.

"This medicine can only temporarily suppress the Gu poison in the palace." Fu Yanning sent the pill to Liang Jingzhan's mouth.

Liang Jingzhan closed his eyes. Fu Yanning didn't know if he had swallowed, so he pressed his throat again worriedly. Before he could put his hand down, he heard a familiar and deep muffled hum.

The colleagues in the hall heard the movement and saw the blood on Liang Jingzhan's mouth, they all surrounded him and Liang Jingzhan tightly: "What's wrong, Your Highness?" Someone asked tentatively.

"A lot of blood... dizziness..."

One person disliked him: "Dizzy, what are you looking at?"

"His Royal Highness, are you okay?"

"Open your eyes and take a good look, your highness doesn't seem to be okay?"

Someone directly raised his foot to leave the palace door: "Then I'll call the imperial physician."

Fu Yanning hurriedly stopped him: "There is no need to call the imperial physician."

Today is the sixth day of Liang Jingzhan's Gu poisoning. Fu Yanning has already calculated that the Gu poison in his body will break out today.

It's a pity that there are too few records about Gu poison in the book. He checked many books, but he can only formulate medicine to temporarily suppress Gu poison.

"Don't call me an imperial doctor, do you want to watch His Highness Rong vomit blood and die?" People around were dissatisfied.

"That's right, Fu Shizhong is really cold-blooded."

"Although we know that Fu Shizhong has studied medicine, but in this case, Fu Shizhong doesn't want to..."

But in an instant, all the voices stopped, no one spoke in the hall, there was a complete silence, and dozens of people consciously gave way.

Fu Yanning hugged Liang Jingzhan in the astonishment of everyone, and strode towards the door from the path left out.

When turning the corner, Fu Yanning lowered his eyes, and hurriedly saw a few traces of blood from the corner of Liang Jingzhan's mouth flowing on the purple clothes on his chest, and he sighed helplessly.

He raised his feet and walked briskly for a while, suddenly his waist tightened, and the hanging arms of the person in his arms wrapped around his waist.

Fu Yanning couldn't help but froze again, and blinked.This time, he slowed down after a while, and his face returned to normal, and he continued to quicken his pace.

The man in his arms let out intermittent chuckles, as if he had succeeded in something bad, faintly, like the sound of bluebells being blown by the wind, scratching one's mind.

Fu Yanning wanted to cover his mouth.

Fortunately, the suffering all the way finally came to an end, and Fu Yanning carried him into the palace of King Rong.

The people outside the hall were startled when they saw this scene, as if they had seen something strange, it took a long time to realize that some people raised their legs and were about to call the imperial doctor.

"You don't need the doctor." A voice as cold as ice and snow came from the hall, and the person who spoke walked directly to the couch without looking back.

Several people outside the hall looked at each other in blank dismay, their footsteps stopped in place, not knowing whether they should go or not.

Fu Yanning put Liang Jingzhan on the soft couch, and called a maid, "Bring a basin of hot water and wine, and a bowl."

"Wine?" the maid asked suspiciously.

"As soon as possible." Fu Yanning's voice was short.

Seeing Queen Rong on the couch, the maid gritted her teeth, answered "Yes", and left without delay.

Fu Yanning took out a neatly folded white silk handkerchief from her arms, sat beside the soft couch, and wiped the blood from Liang Jingzhan's mouth with strange movements.

He wiped lightly, bit by bit with a silk handkerchief to gently wipe away the blood, as if a delicate fairy was wiping a rare treasure that belonged to him alone.

The blood on Liang Jingzhan's mouth hadn't been wiped off yet, and one side of the handkerchief was already dyed a delicate red.

Fu Yanning folded the veil and wiped the blood from his neck with the other side. After touching the Adam's apple, he stopped wiping, and the veil covered the Adam's apple.

Fu Yanning was in a daze.

The low and hoarse murmur appeared in my ears again, and, by the lakeside, a sentence that the man said when he was angry.

"Are you stupid? How can a cat die if it falls into the water?"

"Fu Shizhong, the hot water and the wine bowl are ready." The maidservant came over with a copper basin, the water in the copper basin was still steaming, followed by a maidservant, holding a jug of wine, and a small white bowl.

"Put it there." Fu Yanning took out a dagger from his bosom, and the dagger glowed coldly, piercing the eyes of the two maidservants behind him.

"Fu... Fu Shizhong?" A servant girl turned pale with shock, stepped forward and knelt down, "Your Highness is dissolute, but he is not unrepentant. When he comes back at night these days, His Highness will read ancient books on military literature. Fu Shizhong, don't commit any crimes because of His Highness." The small mistake I made was..."

The dagger that Fu Yanning held stopped in the air, and another maid said:

"What nonsense is Bi'er talking about? How could Fu Shizhong want to harm His Highness?"

Fu Yanning looked back at the maid who was talking, she looked a little familiar, Fu Yanning remembered seeing her once, and only after hearing her voice again did she suddenly remember.

His ears were burning.

When he was with Liang Jingzhan a few days ago, a court lady was so surprised that she couldn't speak, it turned out to be her.

I don't know if she misunderstood something.

"Okay, let's go out first." Fu Yanning took the wine in her hand, uncorked it, and poured some wine on the dagger.

The cold drops of the wine hit the cold front of the dagger, splashing small or large drops of water, some of which had already splashed onto his purple clothes.

Fu Yanning slowly opened his sleeves, revealing his wrists as thin and white as lotus root. He put the dagger on his wrists and placed it across the small bowl he had brought.

The dagger was cold, and he had to gasp as it rested on his wrist.

There will be blood again.

With force on his hand, the dagger cut a wound on his wrist, followed by pain, and blood slowly flowed down his arm, dripping into the white bowl.

Red and white are intertwined, making the blood redder and the bowl whiter.

Fu Yanning closed her eyes and never dared to look at the blood stains.

"What is Fu Shizhong doing?" Jiang Wanyue's light voice sounded from behind.

The author has something to say: Fu Yanning asked: Why does Your Highness want to read these unscrupulous things?Still so unabashed.

(Could it be that the minister is not good-looking!)

Liang Jingzhan bent his eyes and coughed: For the future...

I have a daily update!It's been updated every day!There is no little pink flower because the number of words in the update is less than [-]!

It’s just that it’s a little uncomfortable to see one missing, so I really want to add it.