After the Destiny Child was reborn

The sound of rain was blocked by the windows, but regular rain feet could still be heard, and the cold wind also sneaked in through the cracks in the windows.

Fu Yanning coughed again and again.

After the Gu poison is removed, the root cause of the disease is just the constant coughing during the cold weather.

The sparse small characters on the letter were blurred, Fu Yanning put the letter by the candle to warm it, and took out a book.

He turned a few pages back and forth, and the words in the book caught his eyes, but he couldn't catch his heart. Every time, his eyes unconsciously came to the letter under the candlelight.

Fu Yanning closed her eyes, coughed, and closed her hands resolutely, reaching out to the letter that was warmed by the candle.

The temperature on the letter is very familiar, like the temperature on that person's body.

Fu Yanning opened the letter bit by bit, his mood was surging, as if someone was urging him to hurry up in his ear.

Fu Yanning's action of opening the letter could also be seen to be a little eager, and it could also be seen that he was trying to restrain this mood.

As soon as the letter was opened, after seeing the words on the letter, all the inexplicable expectations in his heart fell silent like dust settled.

The letter didn't say much else, only one sentence "how is it these days".

What Fu Yanning didn't know was that there was originally a sentence later, but after Liang Jingzhan thought about it for a long time, he still erased it.

When Fu Yanning looked up again, the sky outside had unknowingly turned dark.

He put down the letter in his hand.

After a few more days, Emperor Tianhe suddenly sent someone to deliver something.

When the father-in-law who delivered the medicine came, he only said one sentence, "The sage pity Fu Shizhong has been ill recently, so I asked Nu to bring some tonics."

Fu Yanning only felt that there was something strange, so he opened the bag of things that should have been filled with dust.

It is indeed a bag of herbs, full of a pile of dark black seeds.

Herbal medicine is nothing special, but it has other meanings.

The king does not stay.

It was Tianhedi who was suggesting that he quit the court.

As for the reason, Fu Yanning could also think of it.

It was because someone told Tianhe Emperor a few days ago that he had the intention of rebelling against the holy will.

In order to prove this charge, someone proposed a good method to Tianhedi, which is to test his mind with marriage.

So one night, Tianhedi summoned him.

The meaning in the words is to give him a marriage.

Fu Yanning resolutely refused after Tianhe Di just asked.

So his charge was really confirmed.

Heaven and Emperor gave him this way, but he was actually protecting him.

Fu Yanning pushed the herbal medicine aside, put her hands beside her head, and closed her eyes to think about something.

Before long, there was a knock at the door.

"Has master rested?" Xiaoshu asked in a low voice outside the door.

Fu Yanning didn't bother to open her eyes: "Come in."

Xiaoshu pushed the door open and came in, holding a sandalwood box in his hand. The box was old brown and still smelled of sandalwood fragrance.

"Master, someone sent this just now."

"Let's put it here." Fu Yanning rubbed the center of her brows, curious in her heart, and opened her eyes.

Who will give him something.

Fu Yanning never thought that such a person would come.

He took the wooden box on the table and slowly opened it.

The box was covered with a bright yellow brocade, and on the brocade lay a jade pendant, the jade pendant was lustrous and lavender, but it looked like a pink lotus color again, the jade pendant was half fish-shaped, and looked incomplete. in half.

There was still a small piece of white paper wrapped around the jade, Fu Yanning took out that piece of white paper first.

As soon as it was unfolded, I saw familiar handwriting: "I heard that Liangyu is suitable for you. The jade material I found not long ago happens to be purple. It matches you very well. I will give it to you."

Fu Yanning's brows were slightly stretched, and the corners of his mouth curled up in a small arc.

He raised his hand to gently pick up the jade, and through the transparent jade pendant, he could vaguely see the dancing candlelight. The flickering candlelight made the jade pendant seem to have the color of water, and when he looked closely, there were layers of cloud-like textures.

Fu Yanning recognized it at a glance, the jade in his hand was a ice flower hibiscus jade.

Because it was too precious, he only saw the pictures in the book, but never saw the real thing.

The moonlight just happened to come in from the window and sprinkled on the jade in his hand. Fu Yanning couldn't help but look up at the moon outside the window.

A round of full moon stopped in the night sky, right in the center of the small window, and he could see it just by raising his head.

Fu Yanning looked at it, and saw Liang Jingzhan's appearance from inside.

He shook his head hastily, feeling that he was really dizzy, and his mind was a little unconscious.

It was late at night, and Liang Jingzhan was sitting at the table in his cloak, with a few letters in his hand, and he took one of them, which was a letter from Li Xia from Jinzhou.

The letter stated the recent battle situation in Jinzhou and Liang Tian's movements.

After Liang Jingzhan read his letter, he picked up his pen and wrote back another letter.

After finishing writing, he wrote another letter to Fu Yanning.

As soon as the pen was written after writing a letter, the servant outside the door announced that the prefect Qiao had arrived.

After he came in, Liang Jingzhan received the letter: "Prefect Qiao sit down."

Lifting the hem of his official uniform at the head of the bridge, he looked at the painted wooden chair and hesitated for a moment before sitting down on it.

"Is the injury on your highness's arm better?" Qiaotou looked at Liang Jingzhan's arm, thinking of the incident that they had encountered jade materials on the mountain before, "Last time I saw that your highness would rather risk being scalded by magma than to go Picking up that piece of jade, I wonder which nobleman His Highness will give it to?"

Liang Jingzhan touched his bandaged right arm, bent his lips and smiled: "The injury is much better, but last time it hurt the prefect of the bridge. I went to find jade, but I just think that purple stone is very suitable for someone. My friend, I just didn't expect that this king would pick up a treasure, which was a surprise."

Qiaotou's eyes fell on Liang Jingzhan's waist, and half of a fish-shaped purple jade pendant was hanging on the tight belt, which flickered with King Rong's movements, catching his eyes all the time.

"I see, for that piece of jade, His Highness did not show any fear even in the face of the hot magma, which really made the old minister ashamed. Presumably His Highness will give the other half of the jade to a very important person." Qiaotou said When I was there, I couldn't take my eyes off the jade pendant.

Liang Jingzhan lowered his head along the bridge and looked down at the jade around his waist. He began to touch and trace the smooth outline of the jade with his fingers. A purple figure and a pair of blinking eyes flashed in his mind, but suddenly there was something in his eyes. His deepness was blocked by the drooping eyelashes.

So Qiaotou couldn't figure out Liang Jingzhan's emotions, so he could only keep smiling, his face froze.

Suddenly, an inaudible emotional voice came from in front of Qiaotou: "How is the matter going? Is there any progress?"

Qiaotou watched his expression carefully, and said little by little: "Don't worry, Your Highness, everything is almost done, and tomorrow can be carried out as planned."

Liang Jingzhan calculated that everything was still going according to plan, so he smiled comfortably. He raised his hand and poured two glasses of wine, and handed one to the Qiao prefect: "It's hard work, the prefect of Qiao."

"It's an honor for the veteran to be able to serve His Highness." Qiaotou held the wine glass in both hands, raised his eyes, bowed his body and hesitated to speak.

"What does Governor Qiao want to ask?" Liang Jingzhan asked casually, shaking the wine in his glass with one hand.

"I heard from the old minister that His Highness has been in frequent contact with Mr. Ning these days." Qiaotou felt resentful, but his tone was more cautious, and his mouse-like eyes secretly stared at Liang Jingzhan's face.

"Prefect Qiao is blaming me?" Liang Jingzhan looked at him lazily, and put the wine glass to his lips.

Qiaotou heard that his voice was much lower, maybe he was angry, and Dang even added: "Even if I borrow ten courage from the old minister, the old minister dare not blame His Highness, the old minister is just worried, worried that it will..."

"Worried about delaying the business?" Liang Jingzhan took the sentence without waiting for him to speak, raised his hand and gave him a sip of wine, and then explained himself, "Knowing the enemy's situation will make things easier to handle. What does Governor Qiao think?"

Qiaotou responded without thinking, and the smile lines on his face deepened: "Yes, yes, Your Highness is still thoughtful."

The continuous rain in the capital finally stopped. Fu Yanning knelt beside a desk under a tree, flipping the pages of the book with his fingers, bathed in the long-lost sunshine.

"Master, there's another letter." Xiao Shu took the letter and hurried over, fearing that the master would wait too long.

After all, in the past few days, the master has been whispering in his ear whether there is a letter or not.

I don't know whose letter it was.

Every time he asked the master who sent the letter, the master always responded to him with silence.

He also noticed recently that there was a very bright purple jade on the master's waist recently. When he asked who gave it to him, the master was vague. The day before yesterday he said it was a gift from a friend, but the day after tomorrow he bought it himself up.

There's definitely something tricky about this.

Could it be that King Rong is entangled again?

King Rong has already left the capital.

But... King Rong can send a letter to his master.

Then the letter and the jade are both from King Rong!

"Let's put the letter here." Seeing him holding the letter for a long time, Fu Yanning just thought it was Xiaoshu who was in a daze.

Holding the letter, Xiaoshu hesitated, and after a while, he lingered in front of him, with a sullen tone, as if he was dissatisfied: "Is the master's jade a gift from King Rong?"

Fu Yanning stopped flipping the book, her expression froze, and her eyelashes blinked: "No."

Fu Yanning's technique of deceiving people is really not very good, and he saw through it at a glance.

"Master, was the King Rong intoxicated him with ecstasy soup?" Xiao Shu put the letter on the table, but still pressed his hand on the letter.

After he finished speaking, Xiaoshu realized later that what he was thinking in his heart had come out of his mouth again, and he hurriedly covered his mouth, regretting it was too late.

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