Vendetta

"Your Majesty, Han Bin, head of the Huaishan School, is asking to see you."

In the dormitory, just as Yan Zhu hugged Fu Ling, before the two kissed, Li Zhong's voice came from outside the door.

Martial arts practitioners have sharp eyes and ears, but they cannot pretend not to hear, so the two had no choice but to stop.

Yan Zhu frowned slightly, put Fu Ling down, and ordered: "Let him wait first."

Fu Ling pursed her mouth unhappily: "It came really fast."

"It's okay," Yan Zhu comforted, "Let's deal with the matter first, and it will take a long time later."

Fu Ling nodded: "Well, anyway, it's interesting to see him unlucky."

The second prince was captured, and now the Huaishan faction has really become a rebel army. The Han Yuanguang incident happened before, and the reputation of the Huaishan faction has plummeted.

Han Bin looked a bit tired, and beside him was Han Yueqin with red eyes.

Fu Ling said: "Master Han, Your Majesty didn't punish your Huaishan faction for the crime of rebellion, are you rushing to surrender yourself?"

Han Bin glanced at Fu Ling, but he didn't refute anything. He said indifferently, "How can Your Majesty spare Yuan'er's life?"

Fu Ling sneered and said, "How can Your Majesty let it go? Are you confused?"

Han Yueqin glared: "My father didn't talk to you! What are you?"

"Junior Sister," Yan Zhu said, "Fu Ling is the Grand Marshal of my dynasty, the number one swordsman in the world, and the true love of my heart. I will not allow others to insult me. If you make a mistake again, don't blame me for not being sympathetic. "

"Did you hear that?" Fu Ling raised her chin, "Do you understand who I am? Do you think I won't beat you because I can't beat you? You're young, so you can't be confused?"

"You..." Han Yueqin turned pale with anger, but she didn't say anything sad, she looked at Yan Zhu, and begged: "Brother, let my cousin live, I promise he won't threaten you again , if you are really worried, you can abolish his martial arts..."

Yan Zhu said coldly: "Let me let him go? If I was captured today, I'm afraid he would have died by now."

Fu Ling said: "I didn't take anyone with me to take Huaishan to save face, do you still have the face to intercede?"

Yan Zhu said: "The second prince has committed many evils. He colluded with the Tongtian Sect and the sixth prince of Rouran, colluded with the enemy and treasoned the country, and caused poisonous scorpions to flood the south of the Yangtze River. He deserves his death."

Han Bin immediately said: "Impossible!"

"The letters found in the second prince's mansion can prove it, and the evidence is conclusive. As for his practice of evil skills," Yan Zhu said, "Today, when everyone asks about his execution, he will know it when he looks at the corpse."

Han Bin suddenly stood up: "Ask to kill today?!"

"That's right, it's three o'clock in the afternoon today," Fu Ling said briskly, "If you go over now, you may see his head fall."

Han Bin took Han Yueqin with him and was about to leave the palace immediately.

Fu Ling continued from the back: "Your Majesty is merciful, I read it as a brother, and gave it a good time. If I were to execute the execution, it would be different. I must cut this beast into pieces and hang it on the city gate. Being reviled by..."

Yan Zhu said: "Master Han stays behind, I still have something to say."

As soon as Fu Ling heard this, she immediately took a few steps forward, jumped, and landed in front of Han Bin and Han Yueqin, with the Dragon Tooth Saber standing in front of them, "Your Majesty told you to stop, are you not deaf? Words? Is it impossible to resist the decree?"

Han Bin gritted his teeth and asked, "Your Majesty...what else?"

"Concubine Han and the fourth prince are missing. I think Head Han should know. If Head Han is willing to send them into the palace, it doesn't matter if I keep two idlers in my palace," Yan Zhu stepped forward. , lowered his voice and said: "If not, I have no choice but to send people to look for it myself, and then send them down to reunite with the second prince."

Fu Ling added: "Maybe it fell into my hands, I will help His Majesty send them on the road, what did I say just now? Oh, I am very good at cutting swords, even the Holly Sect has seen me cut them." cucumber……"

"I understand," Han Bin tried his best to hold back his anger, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "Can Your Majesty let us go?"

Yan Zhu wanted to signal to Fu Ling, Fu Ling put away the knife and said, "Let's go, let's go, the body will be cold if we go late."

The two left in a hurry, Fu Ling smiled and tilted her chair.

Yan Zhu sat down, picked up the sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the table, fed him a piece, and said, "Why are you cutting cucumbers at Dongqing Gate?"

"Cooking." Fu Ling chewed on the sweet-scented osmanthus cake and said, "I used to be a cook at Dongqingmen for two years."

Poria cocos, a handicraft that can be seen but not eaten, can still be a cook?

Yan Zhu said in astonishment: "Two years, that...it's not easy."

Fu Ling waved her hand and said, "That's nothing, I didn't work too hard."

Yan Zhu thought sympathetically, Dongqing Sect had eaten Poria cocos for two years, but she didn't know how to survive.

In fact, Poria is just steamed buns. Dongqingmen only ate one meal of his cooking, and they stopped the loss in time. If they ate it for two years, they might have wiped out the school.

If eating every day becomes a torture, why fight in the rivers and lakes?

"Let's pass on the meal," Yan Zhu asked, "Are you hungry?"

Fu Ling smiled and said, "I'm hungry, I want to eat boiled eggs."

Yan Zhu asked someone to pass a table of dishes, including chicken, duck and fish. After cleaning his hands, he took an egg and began to shell it.

While peeling the shell, Yan Zhu said: "After the great war, there are many affairs between the court and China. I'm afraid I have a lot of things to deal with next. It's rare to be so free like now..."

"I understand." Fu Ling bit the white and tender egg in Yan Zhu's hand, and said, "You are busy and you are busy. When I am free, I go around the palace."

Yan Zhu wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and said, "I have wronged you."

"What's wrong with this?" Fu Ling smiled, "I stay by your side every day, eating imperial meals and sleeping on the dragon bed, how chic I am."

Yan Zhu also laughed, but she still couldn't feel completely relieved.

From now on, is Fu Ling really willing to stay in the palace forever, trapped in this three-inch space with him?

The two of them finished their meal and quickly washed and rested.

I haven't had a good rest for many days, now that the dust has settled, I can't help feeling lingering with my sweetheart.

Fu Ling thought for a while, turned over and put herself into Yan Zhu's arms, and leaned closer to kiss him.

Yan Zhu stretched out his arms around Fu Ling's waist and hadn't been close for a few days. Now that the two of them are entwined, Yan Zhu's breathing was disrupted almost instantly, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Aren't you sleepy?"

"At this moment, the moonlight is just right, it's a beautiful night, why are you sleepy?" Fu Ling raised her head, the moonlight came in from the bed curtain, and shone into his willow eyes, with a bit of charming charm in the bright and dark.

Yan Zhu stopped talking, hugged the person in his arms, and kissed her.

In the dim light of the day, Yan Zhu looked down at the person in his arms, kissed him tenderly on the hair, then gently put the person down, covered him with a quilt, and turned over and got out of bed.

After the tenderness, Yan Zhu had no choice but to get up even though he was very reluctant to let go. There were still many affairs in the court, and he had to go to the court.

"He's still sleeping," Yan Zhu signaled the palace servants who were waiting to get dressed to be silent, and said softly, "Food is always prepared, and no one should disturb him until he wakes up."

The maid lowered her eyebrows and answered, "Yes."

Yan Zhu put on a bright yellow dragon robe and a twelve-pronged crown. Li Zhong had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

Li Zhong knelt down and saluted: "Your Majesty."

"Pingshen," Yan Zhu said, "have you found out who leaked the news of the will?"

Li Zhong stood up and replied: "He's on a mission, he is Eunuch Zhao who is beside the late Emperor."

"Understood, just stick to death."

When he was approaching the Golden Luan Hall, Yan Zhu suddenly stopped and said, "Fu Ling will not be restricted in the palace from now on, he can go anywhere and do whatever he wants, and try to satisfy whatever he wants, but——"

Yan Zhu paused, and then said: "Without my permission, he will never be allowed out of the palace."

Li Zhongdao: "Yes, I understand."

When Fuling disappeared in Danxue Peak before, all thoughts in Yan Zhu's heart were lost. Later, he kept having nightmares. He always dreamed of the scene of Fuling falling off the cliff. Powerless despair, he didn't want to try it again in his life.

Yan Zhu wished he could keep Fu Ling by his side forever, knowing where he was all the time, and making sure he was safe and sound.

When Fuling woke up, it was already halfway through the day, and the bed beside him was cold. He sat up propping himself up, rubbed his eyes, heard strange footsteps beside the bed, and woke up instantly, and immediately turned over and picked up the bed beside the bed. Dragon Tooth Knife.

The blade that was glowing with cold light scared the maid holding the water basin, her legs softened and she knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it is His Majesty who asked your servants to wait for you to wake up..."

"Ah, I'm sorry," Fu Ling put away the knife, "I'll do it myself, please put down the basin."

The maid hurriedly nodded and put down the basin tremblingly.

Fu Ling washed his face and felt a pain in his waist. He sat down while rubbing his waist. There was already food on the table, and there was a small plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake beside him.

Fu Ling was sitting on the chair, and just about to move her chopsticks, the maid next to her hesitated, but she still said, "My lord, Your Majesty said that he would come to have dinner with you."

"Oh, okay." Fuling nodded, and was about to use the chopsticks to pick up the ribs on the table, when the maid said again: "You...don't wait for your majesty to come down before using the chopsticks?"

Fu Ling was taken aback: "Ah, I have to wait for him to come?"

The maid nodded, her voice trembling: "Yes, you move the chopsticks first, this...is not in compliance with the rules."

Fu Ling was very hungry now, but he still put down his chopsticks and said, "Yes, I'll wait for him to come and eat together when he comes."

When Yan Zhu came to court this morning, he first had to deal with the Jiangnan private soldiers left behind by the second prince. That day Han Bin went to the execution ground and witnessed the blackening of the second prince's body, and he was horrified.

It is an indisputable fact that the second prince practiced evil skills and colluded with Tongtianjiao and Xue Chengyu.

Even if the Huaishan faction has done some dishonorable things over the years, they still have a bottom line. The prince's seizure of the throne is nothing, it has happened in all dynasties, but collaborating with the enemy and treason is despised by the world.

He even caused poisonous scorpions to flood Jiangnan. Jiangnan is where the Huaishan faction is located. With the help of the Huaishan faction, he used the convenience and power of Jiangnan to harm Jiangnan? !

Han Bin looked at his nephew's guilt in disbelief. Yan Jiao's blackened body and blood hit his face hard.

Without saying a word, Han Bin left the capital that day, and the Huaishan faction will not interfere in anything in the future.

What about my uncle?In the face of interests, how can we talk about blood relatives?

Han Bin just felt disheartened.