Eunuchs are not easy

After Fu Huan cleaned up all the small things on hand in the barracks, it was already getting dark obviously.

But the moonlight is so bright that you can see clearly from the road without needing to hold a lamp.

Thinking that there were still some things to do at home early in the morning, Fu Huan decided to go back before it was too late.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he arrived at the door of the house, he heard his useless uncle scurrying around without a sound.

Two figures, one black and one white, were entangled there.

"Xiao Huan, save me quickly, there is a thief here who wants to kill me." He ran towards her without any masculinity at all.

If he hadn't seen what he looked like and was familiar with his voice, the sword in Fu Huan's hand would have been unsheathed long ago.

Taking the sword to block him from the front, he frowned, "What's going on."

Ruan Xuan straightened up instantly when he saw that relying on him, stood behind Fu Huan, tugged at her sleeves, pointed at the person in front of him who was about to merge with the night, and said, "It's him, this thief , I caught him wandering around the door and saw his whereabouts exposed, so he wanted to kill me to silence him."

"Xiao Huan, you are going to teach uncle a lesson, which made me angry."

"It's obvious that you are wandering around the door, and you are not a good person." A figure in black clothes not far away stopped their conversation verbatim, stepped forward with a sword and retorted loudly.

With a familiar voice, Fu Huan patted Ruan Xuan's hand down and frowned, "You are?"

Hearing what she said, Qiu Luo immediately came back to his senses, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Qiu Luo, the governor's mansion, has seen you."

"It's you." Fu Huan thought for a while and continued: "Are you just a careless nurse?"

"Yes." Qiu Luo replied.

"It's a bit of a shame." Fu Huan withdrew his sword, not knowing what An Huajin was thinking.

"Come in with me." Sighing, he took the rein again and led the people to the door.

"Xiao Huan, do you just ignore uncle like this?" Ruan Xuan understood after hearing the two talking, and when he saw that Fu Huan was about to leave, he stopped him with his hands.

"Uncle, do you want to go in together, or go home first." Fu Huan looked back at him helplessly.

"I...I..." Ruan Xuan was a little anxious, "Go...go in, I will live at your house tonight."

"..."

Fu Huan handed over the horse to the servant, but because he still had trouble picking it up, he took the two of them to Fu Qing's yard.

"Brother, is he asleep?" He happened to meet Fu Qing's personal servant, Qu Zhou, at the door.

Qu Zhou shook his head, "Miss, the young master is still in the study."

"Well, Qu Zhou, take uncle to find a room first, he won't be going back today."

"Yes, miss." Qu Zhou glanced at Ruan Zixuan beside her, saluted and stretched out his hand, "Little uncle, please follow this way."

"Then Xiao Huan, I'll go to rest first. Let's drink together tomorrow morning!" Ruan Xuan stretched his waist, put his hands back, and blinked at Fu Huan.

Fu Huan rolled his eyes at him, then turned around and told Qiu Luo to wait for him here first.

Then he walked into Fu Qing's courtyard.

The location of the yard is rather elegant, with an evergreen bamboo grove behind it, and a shallow clear spring is introduced around the bamboo grove.

The same as when I was a child, not much has changed, but it is getting colder and colder.

He found the window that was still lit, walked to the door, and knocked lightly a few times.

"Come in." Fu Qing's voice came from inside.

Fu Huan pushed the door open and went in, only to see Fu Qing sitting under the candle lamp with his head down, writing something with a brush in his hand, looking very serious, even she didn't look up when she came in.

On the other hand, the snoring Buling next to him glanced at her when he heard the movement, and screamed silently.

Fu Huan picked up the robe that was hanging on a chair and walked to him in a few steps, bent down and put it on him lightly. When he saw what he wrote, he sighed and squatted beside him, "Brother, actually you You don't have to tire yourself out like this."

She propped up half of her chin, lowered her eyebrows and landed on Fu Qing's hand.

Fu Qing's hand paused, a drop of ink smeared the rice paper under his hand, and continued pretending to be unharmed, with a hoarse voice, "Huan'er, brother just doesn't want to be a useless person."

"Understood, brother." Fu Huan got up and poured a glass of warm water and put it beside him, "By the way, it was too late today, and I met my uncle at the door. He is afraid of the dark, so I asked Qu Zhou to find him at your place." Got an empty room."

"I was worried about him before and asked him to stay here overnight, so I had to be tough." Fu Qing shook her head with a smile.

He is obviously the elder of the two, and his age is similar to him, but he looks more like a junior than him.

"Uncle, it's just that you are naive, and it will be fine in a few years." Fu Huan shook his head along with him, and picked up Buling who was sleeping beside him, "Brother, then I will go back with Buling, and you also remember to rest early .”

"Meow."

"This cat is old and very obedient." Fu Qing put down the pen in his hand, straightened his clothes, stood up, and stroked the cat in Fu Huan's hand twice.

"Yeah, it should be five or six years old. It's an old cat." Fu Huan shook the cat in his hand, "Brother, you go in first. It's cold at night, so don't send it to me."

Putting on a robe, Fu Qing followed Fu Huan all the way out of the courtyard, "It's okay, I'll walk with you for a while."

"My lord" Qiu Luo saw Fu Huan coming out, and quickly went up to meet him, and when he saw Fu Qing, he nodded as a greeting, "My lord, let me come!"

After speaking, he took the black cat.

"Brother, this is my friend, who will stay at our house for a few days."

"Huan'er's elder brother, Fu Qing." Fu Qing nodded and introduced himself.

"Qiu Luo of the Chief Manager's Mansion, Qiu Bai Hu." Qiu Luo replied holding the black cat.

"General Manager's Mansion?" Fu Qing raised his eyebrows and glanced at Fu Huan. The meaning in his eyes was unclear, but he still smiled and was about to speak.

Fu Huan saw it, it was still too late, she didn't know what it meant, but she knew that if An Ci was the owner of the general manager's mansion, then his reputation would be really bad.

Turning his head to avoid Fu Qing's pressing gaze, "Brother, I will take Qiu Luo back first."

"See you tomorrow morning!" After speaking, he dragged Qiu Luo away who was in a daze.

……

"My lord, this is a letter that Director An asked me to bring to you." When there were only two people left, Qiu Luo handed Fu Huan a neatly folded envelope sealed with wax.

Fu Huan took the envelope, squeezed it in his hand subconsciously, and then looked through the candlelight, as if he had received something serious.After fiddling with it for a long time, it just didn't open.

"Is this given by Director An?"

"Well, I said it must be handed over to you."

"Then I won't read it, because I didn't write anything good." Fu Huan threw the letter on the table, "Go and rest first!"

"Ah, um"

"I don't have any servants here now. They usually come to clean in the morning. You don't need to restrain yourself here. As for the rooms, except for this and the study next door, they are all empty. You can just choose one."

"En." Qiu Luo waited for her to finish speaking.

"If it doesn't work, I will leave it to you to take care of me. If you need anything, tell the servants at home. When the time comes, your and my tasks will be completed." Speaking of which, Fu Huan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, but my lord, the manager asked me to follow you." Qiu Luo suddenly remembered what An Huajin had ordered, and her face gradually became troubled.

"It's inconvenient." Fu Huan interrupted blankly, "And it's not in our agreement."

"That…"

"It's getting late, go back and rest." Fu Huan smiled and ordered to see off the guests.

After sending Qiu Luo away, Fu Huan picked up the envelope again, a part of it was thick, like pieces of shredded paper.

Frowning, he pulled out the hairpin from his hair, held the pointed end, and whispered to unseal the wax part.

Then he held the envelope and took out the contents.

The paper is clearly showing some age, some shreds around the edges are developing rolls.

And the first word that catches the eye is "Li", the font is familiar, it is her word.

Fu Huan immediately sat up straight, moved his fingers lightly, and made a general outline of the rest.

There was a little sweat on the tip of the nose, the memories of my youth in the past rushed into my mind, and the corners of my mouth turned up unconsciously, but...

Fu Huan narrowed his eyes, got up and took the scraps to the study.

He held the lamp, started to write, and copied a copy of the above content verbatim.

Finally put your name on it.

Fold again and seal.

……

the next day.

Before going out, Fu Huan handed the letter to Qiu Luo, "When you are free, hand this letter to him for me, don't worry, I have read it."

She clicked on the inside of the letter, with a slight arc on the corner of her mouth, "Remember to tell him to speak directly, and don't chat about useless things."

"Yes" Qiu Luo took it with some hesitation and put it in his arms.

What is the situation of these two people, it is difficult to know each other.

……

"Eunuch An, this is what Qiu Baihu passed on." A black-clothed dark guard half-bent and approached An Huajin.

An Huajin, who was lying in front of the desk reading the secret report, raised his head when he heard the sound, his eyes were full of exhaustion, and faint bruises could be seen in his eyes, and he reached out to take the things he handed over.

"When did you get it?" He asked casually.

"This morning."

It's night now.

"Is there anything else?" An Huajin took a deep breath, his mental tension caused him a severe headache. Since returning to the palace that day, he has never been idle, and he finally tried his best to get out. , Tomorrow, I will get up early to be scolded.

"Fu Dudu said, let the manager go directly to her if there is something to do, don't go around the corner." The man in black repeated according to the news from Qiu Luo.

It was the first time he had heard someone dare to talk to the manager so directly, because most of them were superficially flattering and scolding him behind their backs.

"En." An Huajin responded lightly, tore open the envelope with slender fingers, took out the contents, and froze for a moment when he saw the paper inside.

Unfolding silently, with the movement of his eyes, his face became darker and darker, his fingertips pinching the paper continued to force, and he gritted his teeth, "Where is she now!"

Of course she was referring to Fu Huan.

Although I am amazed at his changes, but as an emotionless secret guard, he is a professional messenger tool.The man in black didn't have the habit of speculating on his master's mind, so he subconsciously blurted out, "Blue Flower Court".

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