After the Destiny Child was reborn

"It was Bai Wen who told me." Liang Jingzhan glanced at Bai Wen behind him, his heart seemed to be hanging in the air, his eyes seemed to have nowhere to go, and finally moved to the corner of Fu Yanning's lips.

Fu Yanning's gaze also fell on Bai Wen, and she retracted it not long after.

He turned around and continued walking forward, his eyes fell on the moonlight-filled ground, his hands were still clutching his robe, and the robe under his hand was a little wrinkled.

Liang Jingzhan knew that he didn't believe in him.

He quickened his pace, walked to Fu Yanning's side, looked at those hands, hesitated for a moment, but still grabbed them, bent the corners of his eyes, and made a smile that made people lose their temper after seeing it.

The moonlight shrouded Fu Yanning's body, and her hair was dyed with layers of moonlight, like a banished fairy, but her eyes were like a winter lake, condensed with cold air.

He moved his wrist, trying to struggle away from Liang Jingzhan's hand.

Behind him, through the mask, Bai Wen watched the two of them tussling in front of them in the moonlight, like a scene of two lovers quarreling.

Under the mask, his eyes became as dark as the night, Bai Wen clenched his palms tightly, deliberately walked slowly, his eyes fixed on his master's back.

The master's laughter came from the front, Bai Wen only felt that the night was not cold anymore, his heart felt like being immersed in a hot spring, it warmed up a lot.

The tightly clenched hands loosened again.

Liang Jingzhan followed him, looked down at Fu Yanning's serious face with a smile, "What is Shi Zhong Fu angry about?"

He really didn't know why Fu Yanning was suddenly angry.

Fu Yanning argued with him, "I'm not angry."

"Not angry, why are you walking so fast again?" Liang Jingzhan tugged on his sleeve that floated over.

"I'm just in a hurry." Fu Yanning had an expression of bitterness and hatred.

"What are you in a hurry for? I am the one who is going to be scolded in the palace."

"The minister is in a hurry to go back to the house."

"Are you afraid that if you are not careful, you will leave me in the mansion if your heart softens, and you are afraid of doing that kind of wrong thing again?"

When Fu Yanning heard him mention the previous incident, she lowered her head a little, as if thinking about something she had really done wrong.

It made Liang Jingzhan more and more interesting to watch, and his mood improved a lot.

"Does Fu Shizhong know what I asked from Marquis Xiaochuan?"

Fu Yanning slowed down, and his eyelashes twitched a few more times, as if trying to avoid something: "I don't know."

"You should have guessed it too. Brother Huang has a murderer's eyeliner by his side. He cooperates with the murderer and framed Brother Huang together. Do you know who he is?"

Liang Jingzhan looked sideways, paying special attention to his expression.

Every time Fu Yanning mentioned something about the emperor's brother, he seemed a little abnormal, and it was the same this time.

Fu Yanning answered in a stuttering manner, as if something was hidden from him: "I... I don't know who he is."

"Oh." Liang Jingzhan smelled the fragrance of lilacs scattered in the air on Fu Yanning's body, thoughtfully.

When he arrived at Fu's mansion, Liang Jingzhan watched Fu Yanning's figure slowly disappearing from his sight, and then he moved towards the palace. The smiles on his face and eyes gradually faded away as if they had been melted.

When you get to the palace, you can't see it at all.

Bai Wen walked a few steps faster, and took a step or two behind him.

As soon as Liang Jingzhan stepped off his back foot, Bai Wen lowered his head and stepped on the place where Liang Jingzhan had just walked, almost joining his own footprints with Liang Jingzhan's.

Liang Jingzhan turned his head when he heard the footsteps gradually becoming more regular: "What are you doing?"

Bai Wen stopped, staring at the side of the master's face with his eyes open, he came back to his senses after a while, and had an idea: "Bai Wen is... counting steps."

Liang Jingzhan continued to walk, raising his sword eyebrows: "I just passed by my hall, how many steps did you walk from Fu's mansion to my hall?"

He also walked the road from Fu's mansion to the palace quite a few times, and Bai Wen also knew something in his mind. He snapped his fingers and thought seriously, "About 520 steps."

Liang Jingzhan was already stunned. He just asked casually, and didn't expect him to give an answer: "520 steps...a good number."

He stopped, turned around, and stared fixedly at Bai Wen.

Bai Wen still didn't know what his master was going to do, but the next moment, his face touched the warmth of his master's palm, that temperature reminded Bai Wen of the warmth of sunlight in spring.

The master just touched the side of his face slightly.

Thinking that the master has been holding a pen for a few days after he became a Zhongshu Ling, and there should be small calluses on his hands.

Bai Wen could clearly feel the master's hand rubbing against the side of his face, and there was some delicate pain in the warmth, but Bai Wen liked this feeling very much.

Once the master raised his hand again, he immediately felt the evening wind blowing on his face.

The mask on his face was taken off by his master.

Bai Wen suddenly thought that when he was carrying out his master's order, the blood from the fight was still on his face, and there were still wounds on his face that he would have to deal with in the future.

The blood and wounds must have been horrific.

Bai Wen lowered his head, took the mask from Liang Jingzhan, put it on his face again, and as soon as his hand touched his face, he was taken off by a strong hand.

"You still have injuries on your face. I'll apply medicine for you when I go back. It's cold at night. You should go back to the palace first." Liang Jingzhan held his mask and wiped the blood on Bai Wen's face with his fingers.

Bai Wen was flattered, surprised and delighted, he wiped his face casually with one hand, and showed a blunt and straightforward smile to Liang Jingzhan: "Master, don't worry about Bai Wen."

Bai Wen looked again at the solemn palaces in the distance under the night, there was worry in his brows, his eyes were dark, and there was a layer of resentment fluctuating for a long time under the worry, but he tried his best to hide it: "I'm afraid it's too early to go here." Someone has set up a trap, waiting to frame His Highness, Bai Wen can secretly protect His Highness."

Liang Jingzhan didn't notice his abnormality. He put down his hand. Although he didn't want to laugh at the moment, he still rolled his eyes after hearing Bai Wen's words, and forced a relaxed smile: "No need."

Liang Jingzhan turned back, his hair fluttered with the evening wind, and his robe fluttered in the wind. He was capable and decisive while walking.

Bai Wen was about to follow, but was stopped by Liang Jingzhan's words: "Stay in the hall and wait for me."

Bai Wen looked at Liang Jingzhan's disappearing figure, and couldn't help touching his face.

There was still a slight warmth left in the place touched by the master just now, but the evening wind was always trying to completely destroy the traces left by the master.

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In the main hall, only Tianhedi sat alone.

When Liang Jingzhan went in, he saw Emperor Tianhe sitting by the desk alone, wearing a dragon robe and approving memorials.

He looked tired, with bags under his eyes, and his eyes lost their sparkle under the lamp.

Liang Jingzhan stood in front of him, hesitating whether to tell his father about the prince.

After thinking about Brother Huang's words in his mind, Liang Jingzhan closed his eyes and dismissed the idea.

"Where did Sanlang go today? I didn't see anyone in your palace." Emperor Tianhe raised his eyelids, and turned another page in his hand.

Liang Jingzhan still told the truth: "My son went to Jingzhao Mansion today and met Xiao Dayin."

"Oh?" Tianhedi suppressed his voice, his eyelids sunk into their sockets, "What does Sanlang want him for?"

Thinking about it, he couldn't hide it, so Liang Jingzhan explained everything.

"Sanlang said that Marquis Xiaochuan transported salt in private?" Emperor Tianhe put down the imperial brush in his hand, and focused his eyes on him, "This is not a joke. Did Sanlang find any evidence today?"

"My son has already caught the person who helped Marquis Xiaochuan transport the salt, and brought back the container that transported the salt. Not only that, but Marquis Xiaochuan was behind the spate of thefts in the capital in recent days."

Liang Jingzhan bowed his head: "Now the son has the audacity to put him in the prison of Jingzhao Mansion without his father's permission, and asks his father to deal with it."

Tianhe Di was silent for a moment, and the only sound left in the hall was the sound of candle oil falling on the copper candlestick.

"Sanlang has done a good job. The theft case has finally been resolved, and I am relieved."

At the difficult time, Liang Jingzhan heard his father's voice and footsteps coming from above his head.

Liang Jingzhan lowered his head and couldn't see his father's expression. He only saw a dragon pattern gold thread robe in front of him.

The voice of the owner of the dragon robe was thick and depressing, with an unknown meaning.

"How do you feel in Zhongshu Province these few days? Are you still used to it?" Tianhe Emperor's eyes dimmed, "Fu Shizhong didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

Liang Jingzhan raised his head and smiled wryly: "Father said it well before. Fu Shizhong can't tolerate sand in his eyes. Every time his son drafts an imperial edict, Fu Shizhong will reject it and re-draft it."

"Before, my son had many times when he didn't understand something in handling official affairs. When he asked Fu Shizhong, Fu Shizhong also dealt with it with a few words. Maybe it's because my son is stupid and always feels that he can't get into Fu Shizhong's eyes."

"Ah."

Tianhedi's short sentence "um", Liang Jingzhan still heard the meaning of doubt.

Tianhedi put his hands behind his back, and his words were meaningful:

"But I heard that the relationship between you and Fu Aiqing seems to have improved a lot recently. A few days ago, I heard that Sanlang went to Fu Aiqing's house. What's even more outrageous is that the relationship between you and Fu Aiqing is so good that you share the same bed. Sleep together."

Liang Jingzhan sneered, and explained unhurriedly: "A few days ago, my son thought that he had offended Fu Shizhong because of business issues, so he asked Fu Shizhong to drink and apologize."

"On the second day after drinking, my son heard that Fu Shizhong was unwell. After thinking about it, I thought it was my son's fault, so my son brought some imperial physicians to Fu's residence."

Liang Jingzhan thought that his father must have heard some news about his insinuations. After thinking for a while, he said directly, "However, after getting drunk that night, my son did stay in Fu's residence for one night."

"You really have a heart." Tianhe Emperor laughed, and asked about other things, "Do you remember the matter of Imperial Doctor Zheng?"

Liang Jingzhan's heart tightened, and his face remained calm: "My son remembers."

"There is still a remnant of the Zheng family, and I have heard people say that the remnant is now in your palace. Did Sanlang really leave the evil in the palace?"

Except for the person who was peeping outside his hall all day, who else could discover the existence of Zheng Nian?

But I chose to tell my father at this time, what kind of heart is An?