After the fan who wrote the emperor was discovered

The cellar was bleak and cold, and Han Min fell to the dusty ground.

The strength of the anesthetic hadn't passed, he shouldn't be awake at this moment, but the cold water all over the floor woke him up.

He couldn't move, he could only open his eyes with difficulty, but he couldn't see anything.

Han Min only felt that his heart was clenched tightly by one hand, and the boundless darkness seemed to flow into the tide, from the darkroom of Prince Gong's Mansion two years ago, to this place.

There was a loud noise outside, as if it was raining.Raindrops fell on the slate, and the sound was infinitely amplified in the empty cellar.

For a moment, he didn't even dare to breathe.

After a while, it was really unbearable, and he was relieved, and let out a long breath of foul air.

He forced himself to calm down and tried to move his hands, but he couldn't catch anything.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound outside became louder and louder. He moved his hand again, and the cold water had already flowed over the back of his hand.

The alley where he is located is high on the outside and low on the inside. If it rains, the rainwater will not flow into the street outside, but will only flow away from the ditch behind.

This cellar is at the innermost part of the alley, and the rainwater naturally flows here.

Rainwater poured down from the cracks in the stone slabs, soaking the ground quickly.

Water was leaking from all sides, but Han Min still couldn't exert his strength, seeing that the water was about to cover his mouth and nose.

He propped up his hands and exhausted all his strength to sit up from the water.

It was dark, and the sound of water filled my ears, and I couldn't tell the direction.

Han Min held on, not knowing where to go, but just moved forward.

The cellar was not big, and the rain quickly covered his ankles. He also quickly touched the wall and groped along the base of the wall, trying to find the exit.

After walking more than half a circle, Han Min did not find the exit, but only found a high platform like a staircase.

It should have been something that was put on a high place in the past. By this time, the rain had reached his calf, and his body was wet. The wet clothes stuck to his body, making him shiver from the cold.

After thinking about it, he still dragged his wet clothes and climbed up the steps.

In fact, even if he found the stone slab for the exit, he couldn't move it based on his current state.

Han Min exhausted all his energy when he reached the top of the steps.

His body was cold, but his heart was beating fast, and he had difficulty breathing. He was afraid that he would not be able to climb up again if he fell, so he could only hold his legs, and the fingers of his left hand tightly clasped his right hand, embedded in the flesh.

He will drown in darkness.

The cold autumn rain invaded the bones.

Fu Xun was expressionless, holding a sword in one hand and dragging Han Li by the collar with the other, dragging him out of the Han family.

Han Shi came out from the corner pushing his wheelchair. Seeing this scene, his eyebrows jumped: "Your Majesty, he..."

"An accident happened to Han Min, and it has something to do with him."

There seemed to be no waves in Fu Xun's tone, and there seemed to be a huge undercurrent lurking.

As soon as Han Zhi heard this, he hurriedly followed with his cane.

Fu Xun said again: "Go to Wen Mansion first, don't disturb the family."

Today, Grandpa Han and a group of elderly people are here, and if they know about this, Old Madam Liang may also fall down.After Han Min came out, he would definitely blame him.

The torrential rain poured down, the door of the Wen residence was wide open, and the rainwater flowed out from the ditch in front of the hall.

Fu Xun threw Han Li on the ground, drew his long sword backhand, and asked sharply, "Where is Han Min?"

At this moment, Han Li came back to his senses and realized how stupid he had done.

Originally, it was just plagiarism, which is not a crime of death.

He didn't intend to kill Han Min at first, but he knelt down to Han Min, so to put it bluntly, Han Min still refused to give him the article, and kept going to Wenfu.

Xueguan Ning was in the Wen residence at that time, how could Han Min want to go in regardless of his reputation?

So he stunned Han Min with a drugged veil.

He didn't want Han Min's life either, as long as he hid him for a while, he went to expose Han Min's manuscript writing, and no one would care about his plagiarism.

But the emperor was crazy. Seeing such filthy things, he could still excuse Han Min.

At this time, Fu Xun was standing in front of him with a sword in his hand, his eyes were red, and they were already red before he killed anyone.

"What about people?"

Han Li didn't know what to do, he didn't speak yet, only heard the sound of neat but hasty footsteps outside.

The two Wei brothers took off their bamboo hats and walked into the hall: "Your Majesty."

Fu Xun suppressed his anger, perhaps with a trace of fear: "Go find it."

He paused: "Block the city gate, go out from this alley to look for it, and look carefully."

They each led their people down, and a group of people stood in the hall, silent for a while.

Suddenly, Han Li let out a shrill scream.

Everyone took a closer look and saw that he was lying on the ground, a long sword passed through the palm of his right hand, and nailed him to the ground.

The person holding the sword is none other than Fu Xun.

He asked one last time: "Where are people?"

Hidden under the heavy drinking, there was a small trembling, but no one heard it.

Only Fu Xun knew how much he was afraid of Han Min not seeing him.

It was the same two years ago, when he received a distress letter written by Han Min with blood on his fingers in the northwest, he rushed back to Yong'an without sleep, and finally learned that Han Min was taken away by Prince Gong Fu Quan.

When he led people into Prince Gong's mansion recklessly and couldn't find it everywhere; when he stood in front of Prince Gong's mansion with a torch, he felt the same way.

Fear and panic to the extreme.

Only he himself knew that his hands were shaking with fear.

Han Li lay on the ground, sweating profusely from the pain, unable to make a sound.

Fu Xun drew out his long sword, and saw that he was about to stab again.Han Li opened his mouth wide and was about to speak, but Fu Xun raised his sword and dropped it, and the tip of the sword pierced his palm again, this time Han Li couldn't even shout.

Fu Xun knelt down and saw dust and moss under the nails on his hands.

Then he drew out his long sword and walked around to look behind Han Li.The soles of his shoes also had the same moss, but it was soaked by the rain.

He vaguely remembered where he had seen such moss before, so he put away the long sword with his backhand, and before everyone could react, he strode into the rain.

This time around, there were not many people with them originally, but after calling the two brothers of the Wei family over, they were also sent out to find people.

A group of civil servants followed behind him, holding bamboo hats and coir raincoats in their hands.

The rain hit Fu Xun's face, he clenched his back molars tightly, the muscles on his face were tense, the rain gathered under his jaw and dripped down.

His eyes were gloomy like ink, and he held a long sword in his hand. The blood on the sword had already been washed away by the rain.

Fu Xun stopped in front of Wen's residence, and Wen Yan stood behind him, holding a coir raincoat, but did not dare to go forward.

He became Prince Ding's staff member very early on, and has been working with Fu Xun, rarely seeing him like this.