After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

Han Min pushed Fu Xun's arm away, covered his forehead, and stepped back.

Fu Xun closed his eyes and put his hands on his waist expressionlessly.

Han Min pushed his hand away again, and Fu Xun took it again.

There was nothing he could do, so Han Min let him go, turned over and slept with his back facing him.

Fu Xun pressed down the corners of his raised lips and squeezed his fingers.

In the early morning of the next day, in the side hall, Eunuch Yang stayed on the bed to wash up, but he didn't hear any movement inside, so he thought Han Min was still asleep.

Later, he felt that it was really strangely quiet, so he glanced at it quietly.

This look is terrible, Han Min is not here.

His big little Jiaojiao is gone!

I was afraid that Han Min would run out in the middle of the night and be caught by the guards.

Eunuch Yang was a little anxious, so he hurried to the main hall to look for Wei Huan.

Wei Huan held his saber and stood outside the gate of the palace. Hearing that Han Min had disappeared, he was not in a hurry, but raised his eyes lightly, and looked at the gate of the palace.

"Second brother Han is inside, sleeping with the Holy One."

Eunuch Yang felt relieved and replied repeatedly: "Oh, that's good, that's good."

Wei Huan was unhappy.

"what happened to you?"

"Originally, I was going to accompany the saint to practice swords in the morning. I just went in, and before I could see clearly, the saint let me go out. The saint is so fierce."

Eunuch Yang suppressed his laughter and put his arms around his shoulders, while Wei Huan leaned his head on his shoulders.

"The black dolphin doesn't cry, the father-in-law loves you."

Hei Dolphin pursed his mouth and cried even harder.

After a while, a shout came from the hall.

When Eunuch Yang led the young eunuch in, Fu Xun was putting on his clothes, and Han Min was still sitting on the couch and yawning.

Fu Xun looked back at him: "Go to sleep for a while."

Han Min shook his head, and Fu Xun said again: "I will go to Prince Gong's Mansion in the afternoon. Go to sleep and I will call you."

Han Min glanced at him, tugged at the quilt, fell back and continued to sleep.

Eunuch Yang commanded the little eunuch carrying hot water to retreat to the outside room. Fu Xun tied his coat and went forward to help Han Min put down the curtain in front of the couch.

Eunuch Yang saw the faint bruises in Fu Xun's eyes, and personally brought a white scarf for cleansing his face: "This little brat is like this, he has an old problem, can't sleep at night, and disturbs Your Majesty."

Fu Xun paused, picked up the towel, and kept his face expressionless: "It's okay."

It wasn't until noon that Han Min woke up leisurely.

As long as Fu Xun is around, he can sleep for three days and three nights.

Han Min hugged the quilt and sat up. He didn't want to get out of bed yet, and while fiddling with his hair, he asked, "Tongtong, can there be a sleep tester in the imperial court?"

The system felt helpless: "You can be the first one."

Han Min scratched his head: "What other official position can I sleep here for a long time?"

The system spat out two words indifferently: "Queen."

Han Min was silent: "This... I may not be good at it, and Fu Xun may not be too willing."

What responded to him was still a cold electronic voice: "Male Queen."

Han Min exclaimed, "Tongtong, you are so wild."

"Anyway, your compensation is a series of plots about Fu Xun's wife. Why don't I help you ask the control center whether his wife is a man or a woman."

"This……"

Han Min thought about it seriously: "It seems to be okay. Anyway, it's Fu Xun's wife, so it's fine if Fu Xun likes it? There's no need to be so restrictive about gender."

The system said indifferently: "Then I will apply to the control center to equip the love plug-in to upgrade me from the literati system to the male queen system."

Han Min pursed his lips and nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, yes."

In the end, the system couldn't bear it anymore, wishing it could hit the ground in a rage.

"You have time to think about these messy things here, why don't you go to see Prince Gong and beat him up. There is something wrong with this dog, why does he always target you? Ah? Didn't I just go back at that time? Have you overhauled it? Why did he torture you? Why didn't you tell me?"

"I didn't know it was him at first. Besides, I'm going to beat him today."

"Hurry up. When you were a child, you meddled in your own business and gave him Huamei. I should have stopped you, or you wouldn't have gotten into such a trouble."

Han Min smiled, put on his clothes, and comforted the system: "Okay, okay, I'll go to him this afternoon to settle the score."

The system hummed heavily.

He slept late, and when he woke up, it was already noon, and he had lunch with Fu Xun.

In the afternoon, after the palace man harnessed the carriage, Han Min glanced at him, then at Fu Xun, and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty, can you lend me that sword for an afternoon?"

Fu Xun didn't answer, but acquiesced.

Wei Huan hurriedly said: "Then I'll go..."

Fu Xun bypassed him: "I'll take him there, don't follow me."

The long sword was placed on Fu Xun's desk, and when he handed it to Han Min, he specially instructed, "Don't sleep with it in your arms."

"Yes."

Holding the sword in his arms, Han Min unconsciously touched the inscription on the hilt, even though he himself didn't realize that there was an inscription on it.

The copper bell under the eaves rang, the carriage drove for a while, left the palace gate, and soon arrived at Prince Gong's Mansion.

Wei Gui didn't seem to be here today, if he was there, he would have greeted him long ago.

Han Min followed Fu Xun out of the carriage, tightening his grip on the long sword.

Fu Xun saw that he was a little uncomfortable, so he said, "I will take care of Fu Quan's matter. If you are not feeling well, don't go in."

Han Min stood where he was, and firmly refused: "I want to go and see for myself."

Fu Xun looked at him for a while, and finally said: "If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me."

"it is good."

Han Min lowered his head and touched the tip of his nose.

He remembered that he seemed to be carried out yesterday.

Walking in and being carried out, I feel a little embarrassed.

Walk through the Yuanyue Gate and come to the garden rockery in the northwest corner.

Wei Huan tied up his clothes, pulled the iron ring on the ground with both hands, and pulled the stone slab away.

A loud bang.

The corridor in the underground dark room is dark and dark, and only one person can pass through.

Light the candles on the walls on both sides, and only then will there be some light.

Holding the long sword, Han Min followed behind Fu Xun.

After walking down the three steps, Fu Xun was still not at ease, so he took his hand behind his back and pulled him towards him.

Han Min focused on the road under his feet.

Three darkrooms lined up along the corridor, stopped in front of the innermost room, and Fu Xun pushed open the iron door.

"He's in there."

The room was long and narrow, and the walls on both sides were very close together. There were candles hanging on the walls, the candles were dimly lit, and Jiang Huan was also inside.

There was a faint smell of rust in the air, and Jiang Huan was taking off the blood-stained white cloth gloves.

He turned the gloves over and tucked them into his belt.

When he raised his eyes, his expression was normal, and then he bowed and bowed: "Your Majesty, Mr. Han."

Han Min also returned the salute: "Master Jiang."

Hearing the two of them talking, the person sitting in the corner finally raised his head, his eyes were cold, not like a living person.

He met Han Min's gaze.

It took him some time to see Han Min clearly.

Fu Quan smiled wryly, "You're here too? Why? Revisit the old place?"

Han Min settled down and looked back without fear: "Yes, see if there is another person who will help you burn the palace and take you out of here."

Fu Quan's tone was strange: "Naturally, it's not as good as the deep friendship between the two of you."

Han Min just looked at him like that, unconsciously rubbing the lettering on the hilt with his thumb.

Before coming here, he always felt that it was so dark that it was a million times more terrifying than in his dream.

Now here, Fu Xun is standing beside him, holding a long sword in his hand.Although my heart is still a little hairy, it doesn't feel so scary anymore.

After thinking for a while, he whispered a few words to Fu Xun.

Fu Xun looked at him worriedly, and finally asked Wei Huan to bring over a chair, knowing that he was afraid of the dark, and asked Wei Huan to bring over a candlestick for him to hold.

He patted Han Min's head: "I'm right outside."

Holding the candlestick in one hand and the long sword in the other, Han Min nodded to him: "I know."

Han Min was left alone.The iron door was ajar, he lifted his clothes and sat down on the chair.

The candle flame flickered, revealing Han Min's face.

He thought for a while, and said to Fu Quan, "Long time no see."

Fu Quan sneered: "I thought you were in full bloom, so you wouldn't come over."

However, Han Min stretched out his right hand to cover the candlelight, and stated a fact in a flat tone: "My right hand can no longer hold a pen."

"You came to settle accounts with me."

"Yes."

Han Min admitted frankly, but it made Fu Quan choke.

He came to his senses, smiled lowly, and deliberately provoked him: "Then is your brother still in a wheelchair now? Is that eagle dead now?"

Han Min withdrew his hand and flicked his sleeves.

There was a moment of silence, only the sound of candles cracking in the dark room could be heard.

Fu Quan suddenly slowed down his tone, and asked sadly, "Han Min, why? How did you get to this point? You were clearly on my side from the beginning."

"I'm afraid you have to ask yourself that." Han Min paused, "Besides, at the beginning, I never thought about standing on anyone's side."

"I thought that earlier, Wen Yan was the same as Fu Xun, and you were the same as me."

"It's different..." Han Min suddenly understood something, "So you always think I 'betrayed' you?"

"You were supposed to be on my side."

It turned out that he had always thought so.

Han Min couldn't figure out why Fu Quan killed himself and the Han family.

I understand today.

Fu Quan regards the Han family and Han Min as his own.

Ever since Han Min gave him a plum, he regarded it as an object of surrender and friendship.

It is only natural for Fu Quan to give a little punishment for saving Fu Xun and ruining his affairs if his own things are disobedient.

After the punishment, Han Min will be obedient.

He thought so.

Only then did Han Min understand, and sighed, "I see."

Fu Quan said, "I didn't intend to kill you."

Hearing this, Han Min asked back: "Isn't this called extermination? I also want to thank you for your mercy?"

"When your family is in trouble, as long as someone gives you a little help, you will follow that person wholeheartedly from now on."

"What's the point..."

Fu Quan raised his head suddenly, with unkempt hair and face like a ghost, he interrupted him sharply: "That's how Fu Xun pulled you over, I was just one step behind him!"

Han Min clenched the long sword in his hand, leaned forward, almost stood up, subconsciously retorted: "He's not!"

"He just robbed me first. If I didn't lock you up, how could he save you? How could he use this to lock you up?"

I couldn't explain clearly to him, I got angry and annoyed, and I was in a bad mood for no reason.

Han Min took a deep breath.

He was a sinner at the time, sick and crooked, he would go to see the King of Hades at any time, and he was dragging the entire Han family behind him, so what else could he use?

Furthermore, Fu Xun also risked the crime of disobedience to the Holy Majesty to save him at that time.

He wouldn't be in a mess just because of Fu Quan's words.

Finally, he said lightly to Fu Quan: "Fu Xun is not you."

Fu Quanquan ignored it, and still said: "I just lost because Fu Xun took the lead. You are loyal to him now, doesn't it also prove that my method is useful?"

He continued: "You are too disobedient, I want to sharpen your temper again."

Han Min remembered the experience of being locked in the dark room for several days and nights, and couldn't help trembling down his spine. He slowed down his speech before he could ask that sentence: "Just to grind my temper, you locked me in the dark room." here?"

"Those old eunuchs are just trying to scare you. I will go in and bring you out eventually."

For a moment, Han Min didn't know what to say.

Perhaps these words are not worth refuting at all.

"Get rid of the Han family, get rid of everyone related to you, you can only rely on me, and you will concentrate on making suggestions for me."

Han Min finally understood that this person was simply insane.

"So attack the Han family? Attack my brother?"

"If you were more obedient, I would never..."

"Does my brother's leg have anything to do with you?"

Fu Quan paused, thinking to himself, since he was defeated anyway, it doesn't matter if he speaks out.

"I just wanted to get rid of Fu Lin, but he happened to be next to me..."

Han Min didn't want to listen, and asked again, "What about my eagle?"

Fu Quan said: "I know you will come here if you don't receive the letter. That's a chance I'll give you."

"Do you want to see if I will go to you or go to Fu Xun?"

"Not at all."

"Oh?"

"I also want to bury you next to Fu Xun and do secret work."

Han Min laughed angrily at his self-righteousness.

He looked up at the dark roof and slowly calmed down.

"So you came to me the day you forced the palace, or you 'rewarded' me, the last chance to surrender?"

Fu Quan didn't answer, but said: "If that day in the hall, you didn't speak for Fu Xun, but for me, things would definitely not be like this."

He murmured: "If you are willing to help me, things will definitely not be like this."

Han Min didn't speak, and slowly calmed down.

Fu Quan said again: "I have thought a lot these days, maybe I lost to Fu Xun from the very beginning."

"The first emperor raised Fu Lin as the crown prince at first, but after Fu Lin died, he helped me up to compete with Fu Xun and Fu Rang."

"But why did I forget? The former emperor valued birth the most. He himself was born of the empress of the main palace, and Fu Lin was also born of the main wife. How could he have taken a fancy to my background?"

"He doesn't like Fu Xun's disobedience, so he wants to use me to suppress Fu Xun's prestige. In fact, you all know that the throne will eventually pass to Fu Xun from the main palace. You are so smart, you must have guessed it early in the morning, so you won't help me."

Han Min said coldly, "I don't know. I never knew who would be the emperor. Until the late emperor passed away, I was still afraid that Fu Xun would die."

Fu Quan didn't seem to have heard him speak, and always said those two words: "You knew that Fu Xun would become emperor early on, and you refused to help me."

"You still think it's because of this?"

Han Min laughed back angrily, stood up, smoothed the folds of the hem of his clothes, and walked forward with the candlestick in his hand.

He stood in front of Fu Quan with an indifferent expression, looked down at him condescendingly, but asked, "How long have you been here?"

Fu Quan was stunned: "I don't know the number, but it has been more than ten days."

"On the wall to your right, there are a few small scratches. I scratched them with my fingernails. I used this method to count the number of times food was delivered to me. I recommend you to try it."

Fu Quan looked into his eyes, and caressed the right wall in a strange way.

There are indeed a dozen or so small dents side by side. I don't know how Han Min carved them.

Han Min tilted his head: "Then do you think it's dark here?"

Han Min never spoke to him like this, Fu Quan swallowed, and his dry throat made a strange sound.

He didn't answer.

Suddenly, the candlestick in Han Min's hand shook and fell straight down, landing on his lap.

The dungeon was cold, and before the fire started, Fu Quan hurriedly extinguished it.

Han Min asked again, "Is it hot?"

He turned back, dragged the chair he was sitting on just now, and with a flick of his hand, slammed the chair hard on his legs.

Fu Quan gritted his teeth and didn't cry out, Han Min asked sharply, "Does it hurt?"

He still didn't speak, and looked up.

Han Min pursed the corners of his lips vigorously, and continued, "I'm also afraid of the dark, and my brother is also afraid of heat and pain!"

Without wanting to say more, he simply bent down to pick up the chair, and smashed his leg again.

Fu Quan looked behind him with horror in his eyes.

Unconsciously, Han Min asked, "So I am a thing?"

"You were originally on my side."

"I'm not on anyone's side, and it never occurred to me to be on anyone's side in the first place—"

This is true.

When he was young, when the system told him that Prince Ding would be the emperor, he once had a whim and wanted to establish a good relationship with the future emperor, to see if he could get acquainted.

But this idea was quickly dismissed.

He had no idea who would be King Ding, neither King Ding nor the emperor was known.

The most important thing is that he can live well here by himself, without needing to depend on anyone.

He doesn't have to figure out who is the protagonist and who is the supporting role, and he can live well.

At that time, although the Han family was not distinguished, it was considered a wealthy family; the elders in the family treated him very well; there were also a few good friends who grew up together——

Fu Quan used to be one of them, just a friend.

Han Min didn't want to stand on anyone's side, let alone curry favor with anyone.

He let out a foul breath and said firmly, "I've always stood by myself."

Fu Quan refused to let go: "You stand by Fu Xun's side."

"I stood with Fu Xun, not, I followed behind him."

"When I was young, I fought and fought tit-for-tat, but I never plotted against him, nor did he ever have the intention to take advantage of me. It's really different from you."

"I stood with him, probably because he walked towards me, and I walked towards him, and we stood together."

Han Min raised his head: "But since you said that, I can't go against what you said. In the future, Mingjun and virtuous ministers will leave their names in history, and they will be perfect for a long time."

"As for you, just keep these eyes open, shut your mouth and watch."

Having nothing to say, Han Min rubbed the center of his brows. Fu Xun, who was standing outside the door just now, felt that he was not in the right mood, strode forward, pulled him into his arms from behind, and rubbed his face.

Han Min's face was very cold, unlike others who blushed when they were annoyed.

"out?"

"Ah."

After all the words were finished, Han Min felt refreshed, and it was like breaking through a layer of confusion.

The two walked out, Fu Xun rubbed his face earnestly, trying to warm his face up.

Fu Quan yelled in the dark: "What kind of king and virtuous minister? It's nice to say, but it's just the likes of Emperor Ai Dong Xian. Han Min, you probably don't know yet, he has a ghost in his heart, he..."

Unable to bear it any longer, Han Min turned his head, but Fu Xun covered his ears.

Fu Xun pressed close to his ear and said in a low voice, "Stop listening, let's go."

He turned his head and glanced at Fu Quan, his eyes were cold and intimidating.

Fu Quan stopped talking, and Fu Xun smiled, but when he turned around, he seemed to inadvertently move Han Min's ear twice.

——So what if I have ghosts in my heart?

The sunlight outside was still a bit dazzling.

Han Min raised his hand to block it.

Fu Xun embraced his shoulders and rubbed his arms: "It's all right now."

Han Min smiled wryly: "I should take the opportunity to hit him twice more."

The system quickly passed a medical book to him: "Come on, follow this, it hurts and won't kill you."

He was already prepared, waiting for Han Min's words.

If it weren't for the fact that the system has no physical body, he would have done it himself.

Seeing that he was still holding the long sword tightly, Fu Xun recalled what he had said just now, and was about to ask him something, when a figure in casual clothes approached him not far away.

Wei Gui stepped forward and hugged the two of them: "Why did you come here without saying hello? I didn't make any preparations either."

This question is mainly for Han Min, he is afraid that something will happen to Han Min again.

Han Min glanced at Fu Xun, and said, "Just come over and take a look. Why did you come here on purpose?"

"I'm not worried about you coming here as a frail scholar? You can't come over and have a look? I'm afraid Fu Quan will jump up and bite you. He's been a little crazy lately. Didn't he scare you?"

Fu Xun showed displeasure, and calmly interrupted the conversation between the two of them: "Wei Gui, where's Jiang Huan?"

Wei Gui didn't notice it at all: "Master Jiang forgot to eat lunch during the interrogation, and now eat it in the past-eating now, it should be regarded as dinner."

Unknowingly, he turned to Han Min again: "You said he just finished the interrogation, can this be eaten?"

Han Min gave a thumbs up: "Brother Jiang, Brother Cool."

Wei Gui laughed, and asked again: "Are you hungry? Do you want them to get you some too?"

"No, no, I'm not in the mood for now."

Fu Xun said coldly again: "Let's go back."

After leaving Prince Gong's mansion, Wei Huan said: "Wait a minute, I'll drive the carriage over." The three of them waited outside the door under the eaves, Han Min and Wei Gui chatted without saying a word.Fu Xun folded his hands, curled his lips, and suddenly stretched out his hand to stroke Han Min's hair.

Han Min turned his head: "Huh?"

Fu Xun turned away leisurely.

Wei Gui has seen such a scene countless times, if it was a child, the two of them would fight again.

So he subconsciously held down Han Min and entered the mode of persuasion: "Okay, okay, it's okay."

Han Min turned his head inexplicably, and suddenly saw a carriage driving around the corner.

The word "Liu" is written on the lantern under the eaves.

He took two steps forward, and the people in the carriage lifted the curtain, took a look outside, and when they saw Han Min, they smiled at him gently, with a little bit of cinnabar between their brows showing tenderness.

The carriage stopped, Liu stopped on the ground, stepped forward and bowed: "Your Majesty, General Wei, Han..."

He blinked at Han Min and sighed softly, "Jiaojiao."

"Senior Brother Liu."

Han Min was about to step forward when Fu Xun grabbed his sleeve.

He did it on purpose, he held on tightly and refused to let go.

Han Min tugged back at his sleeve and asked, "Why is Senior Brother Liu here?"

Liu Ting was still amiable: "Your Senior Brother Jiang is staying with me recently. The school is over, so I'll come and find him to go back with me."

The group studied in the academy when they were young, and there were two older senior brothers, one was Liu Ting, the eldest grandson of the old school official Liu; the other was Jiang Huan, the eldest son of Prime Minister Jiang.

Jiang Huan lived in the Liu Mansion, as if to hide from his father.

Han Min heard him mention this matter——

His thoughts were interrupted, and Fu Xun tugged Han Min by his sleeves. Wei Gui persuaded them like he did when he was a child: "Okay, stop making trouble, it hurts the peace."

Han Min was annoyed, and looked back at Fu Xun: "What are you doing?"

Speak loudly to the emperor.

Han Min stiffened his neck, I was right, dare to do it next time.

Fu Xun let go of his hand, and grabbed his arm again while he was not paying attention.

At this time Jiang Huan also came out of Prince Gong's mansion, Liu Ting turned around and saw him, and called out: "Shi Bing."

Jiang Huan stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Bie Zhou, what are you doing?"

Liu Ting put his hands together: "It's the same as when I was a child. One provoked, one was irritated, and the other tried hard to persuade."

The author has something to say: "Tom and Jerry"

Tom held Jerry's tail with his paw, and watched Jerry run forward leisurely

"The Holy One and the Living Man"

Old Fu (stops): My wife can only stay closest to me

Fat Pangsheng: Piao Piao~~Thank you, cuties~~