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This cave is located halfway up the mountain, and the entrance of the cave is covered with layers of evergreen trees, like a natural barrier, with occasional rays of light leaking in, which is very suitable for a temporary rest.

As the sun rose gradually, Fuwan faced the sunlight and looked over and over at the mysterious Candle Dragon Picture, but he had no clue.Bai Chan's understanding of Candle Dragon is also very limited.Fu Wan recalled that there were many classics on ghosts in the library in the palace, and maybe he could find some clues.

She raised her hand to build a pergola on her forehead, and looked at the sky: "Let's go back to the palace now, maybe we can watch the fireworks in time?"

Bai Chan frowned: "You're so hurt, you still want to play?"

Fu Wan acted like a baby: "Last time you promised me yourself!"

Bai Chan said: "Last time was last time, this time is this time. Now that you are injured, you should—"

Fu Wan draws her voice: "My good sister——"

Bai Chan: "..."

Fu Wan: "Then, good master?"

Bai Chan pursed her lips: "Stop messing around."

She was so disturbed by Fu Wan that she had no choice but to stand up with the help of someone else, and they walked down the mountain hand in hand.

The sky was bright, and the people who touched the corpse last night had dispersed, leaving only the breeze blowing on the treetops, breaking up the mottled light spots on the ground.

After walking for a while, Bai Chan stopped and put Fu Wan on her back with her backhand.She probably seldom carries people on her back, and her movements are very unfamiliar. Fu Wan is carried by her in a stiff posture, which is almost more strenuous than walking on her own two legs.

Fu Wan didn't care.She nestled her head sideways on Bai Chan's shoulder, carefully sniffing the faint sandalwood scent on her body, feeling a little flattered - her clothes were covering the person she liked.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help laughing slightly.

Nostrils sprayed hotly on the side of the neck, Bai Chan's face turned a little red, and said in a low voice: "Don't move around."

Fu Wan was obedient and did not move, and let her carry it awkwardly.

The two walked through the forest in the early morning in silence, Fu Wan turned his face away, and secretly pressed his lips to the skirt of the other's shirt, wishing that this road would never end--if people live like this, they don't have to think about anything, Don't worry about anything, just take a slow walk along the breeze, it would be great.

The breeze was blowing on her face, which made her wake up a little bit.With a breath, she put those unrealistic delusions behind her.

At this moment, Bai Chan's neckline loosened.With sharp eyes, Fu Wan could see at a glance that there was an old and faded red string tied inside, which was hidden down into the front of the front, and it should be a pendant.

pendant?

Fuwan was slightly startled, suddenly had a strong premonition, half stood up and tried to look into the skirt of his clothes - only a little bit of moist jade color could be seen vaguely, but the specific pattern could not be seen clearly anyway.She fell back to where she was, her heart beating uncontrollably.

She remembered the slight change in Baichan's expression just now when he picked up the jade pendant... Is she overthinking?

As the sun set to the west, the two finally arrived at the capital.The eaves are covered with lanterns, and the streets are filled with beaming crowds.In the turbulent crowd, Fu Wan suddenly reached out and grabbed Bai Chan's sleeve tightly.

Bai Chan: "What are you doing again?"

Fu Wan raised his eyes: "I'm afraid you will run away. I'm injured right now, so I can't catch up with you."

— After all, I still want her to accompany me to watch the fireworks.Bai Chan was a little dumbfounded, thinking that she was really a child at heart, all she could think about was playing.

Chu Heng was waiting restlessly in the East Palace, when he heard the sound of the door being pushed, he stood up abruptly: "Dian—"

When she saw the person behind Qing Fuwan, her expression froze.I saw that the culprit who abducted her highness was standing at the door all day long, and he was holding hands with His Highness Di Ji, it was extremely presumptuous.

She raised her voice subconsciously: "You... are rude!"

Bai Chan froze for a moment.

Chu Heng said angrily: "How dare you-you apprentice, you still don't let go!"

Bai Chan: "???"

Fu Wan laughed out loud.She hooked her hands, turned her head and said to Bai Chan, "Dengtuzi, huh?"

Bai Chan: "..."

Obviously her hand is still tightly held by Fu Wan and refuses to let go, how do you think she is the civilian girl who was robbed, okay?

Chu Heng approached a little closer, saw the situation of the two of them clearly, and finally realized that it was her highness who forced them.

She coughed in embarrassment, and lowered her voice, "You brought people in so casually, what if you get caught?"

Bai Chan was sightseeing in the hall with his hands behind his back, and looked over after hearing the words: "Please rest assured, my lord, as long as I don't want to, I won't be seen by others."

Fu Wan proudly said, "Did you hear that? Isn't Miss Bai very powerful?"

Chu Heng said: "..." She felt that the two of them sang together, which was really eye-catching.

During the conversation, Bai Chan walked around the courtyard and asked curiously, "This is the East Palace where you work?"

Fu Wan casually said yes.

Bai Chan: "Well, no wonder—"

Fu Wan: "?"

Bai Chan commented: "This courtyard is so desolate, it must be due to neglect of maintenance, it would not be surprising if you were in charge. You slipped out of the palace every few days, and the courtyard has become like this, it is hard for your highness to live there."

Fu Wan: "..."

Bai Chan wondered: "Why, isn't it?"

Fu Wan pinched her nose, gritted her teeth and admitted: "Yes, I'm lazy."

Bai Chan stepped into the inner room, a little curious: "What kind of person is your Highness?"

"Emperor Ji?" Fu Wan said brazenly, "Naturally, she is a talented person with extraordinary brilliance...Anyway, she is a powerful person who exists in heaven and earth!" She finished speaking in one breath, without blushing.

Hearing her praise like a cannonball, Bai Chan seemed a little displeased, looked away, and only gave a cold hum as an answer.

Taking advantage of Bai Chan's wandering around, Chu Heng called Fu Wan aside, and hurriedly told her that the case of the drowned palace maid had some clues.It is said that she stole one of the most important things in the palace, searched the dormitory and found the corpse, but Song Ge was furious in the mansion, and sent all the soldiers to look for it.The strange thing is that he only sent missions, but refused to tell them exactly what they lost.

"—Isn't this a blind man touching an elephant and messing around? The guards complained in private several times, but they couldn't do anything about it," Chu Heng lowered his voice, "If they can't find them, they won't dare to return. Song This time, Ge Lao got angry, I don't know what kind of noble treasure it is that attracted him like this."

Fu Wan nodded, thinking that the rag was really important.

Chu Heng was still busy with New Year's Eve affairs, so he left in a hurry after only staying for a while.

The hall became deserted again.From memory, Fu Wan went to the study to find a few idle books about mandrills and strange things. When walking out with the books in his arms, he ran into Bai Chan standing in the hall with his hands behind his back.

She was curious: "What are you doing?" Putting down the book and approaching, she saw Bai Chan looking up at a picture in the front hall.

——That is "Fu Xinyue" by Ban Que Miao's son.

Bai Chan read: "'At that time, people don't know how small the brows are, and the sky is full of reunions.' This word is as bold as a poem, not like a woman's handwriting."

Fu Wan: "Who stipulates that women can only write in lowercase with hairpin flowers? You are also a woman, so don't you also use your sword to keep your eyebrows away?" She pretended to admire the words she wrote, and raised her eyebrows. , "Our Highness has always waited for you equally. When she ascends the throne in the future, maybe she can make you a female general."

Hearing this, Bai Chan snorted softly, "What does the Song Dynasty have to do with me?"

Fu Wan was slightly surprised: "Learning literary and martial arts, you can be like the emperor's family. Could it be that you don't think so?"

Bai Chan glanced at her lightly, then turned away again.

Fu Wan said: "Everyone is responsible for the rise and fall of the human world. Wouldn't it be a pity that your peerless martial art was wasted?"

Bai Chan finally spoke, with a calm tone: "What does the world have to do with me? What I am obsessed with is the sword itself."

Fu Wan frowned, but she continued: "Furthermore, do you think the people really care about who is sitting on the throne? How do they know what is wise and stupid? As long as they have enough to eat and warm clothes, even the country If the number is changed, isn’t it still the same life?”

The room was silent for a moment, and the winter wind swept the dead leaves across the room, drawing a transparent barrier between them.

Fu Wan raised his eyes: "Now that the Chen Clan's rule is harsh and has caused all the officials to tremble, in your opinion, is it a harmless thing?"

Bai Chan: "If the common people can live and work in peace and contentment, what does it matter if the surname is Chen or Song? If they don't want to be officials, they can tell their old age to return to their hometowns to make a living. Don't tens of thousands of scholars still fill in this list?" How many vacancies are there?"

Her words made sense.Fu Wan looked at her, but felt a little strange -- Bai Chan's expression was as cold as usual, but this coldness was mixed with a trace of alienation, as if she was very unwilling to talk about this topic.

Fuwan paused, and listed them one by one: "Xue Changshi exiled his whole family to southern Xinjiang because of his words against the empress; Master Xing was envied by the empress because of his trust in the emperor, and was forced to commit suicide... such torture, How can officials do their best for the country and the people when all the officials are in fear?"

Bai Chan: "Wouldn't such a thing happen if you change the emperor?"

Fu Wan opened his mouth: "It's not that there is nothing, it's just..."

Bai Chan cast a look and spoke calmly: "Marquis Dingyuan has been loyal for generations, but he was slaughtered by the Song family. What is the difference between the emperor and the empress in this behavior?"

The wind pierces through the dead trees in the courtyard, rustling.

Bai Chan said: "Look at this imperial capital, which high-ranking family is not riding a tiger? If you don't climb up, you will be trampled under your feet. They have to fight and rob. Generation after generation, waste Among these mundane things." The corners of her lips curled into a slight arc, and she looked sideways at Fu Wan, "You are in the middle of the game, so you should know it better than me."

Fu Wan was shocked.

She originally thought of Bai Chan as a handful of untainted snow, but she didn't expect her to see it more thoroughly than anyone else.

The two stared at each other quietly in the room.

Fu Wan pondered for a long time, then slowly shook his head: "No, it's not all waste. Knowing that everything is wrong, but not fighting; afraid of being implicated, then not speaking for the wronged——If so, what is wrong with this world? It's really over."

She narrowed her eyes slightly: "The struggle for power is not just about the bowl of rice in front of me. I have always been vulgar, and I must firmly hold in my hands what I want. You must know that there are many injustices in the world, but few people who practice hard work; But there are few people with talents. If people with insight are only willing to talk and not practice, who should change the world?"

Bai Chan frowned, looking thoughtful.

Fuwan said: "'People at that time don't know how to be small, and the three or five reunions shine all over the sky.' Miao's status is low, but he has great ambitions, and so do I." Her voice was very soft, but her tone was firm, "If Xinghuo can Even if I start a prairie fire, I am willing to burn myself as a firefly."

When she said this, the setting sun was shining into the house through the window sill, and her eyes were shining brightly - as if the fireflies of summer really fell in those water-colored pupils.

Bai Chan looked at her, suddenly in a trance, and then showed that confused and dazed expression again.She stood there quietly, without moving for a long time, not even changing her demeanor.

Fu Wan realized that something was wrong, and leaned closer to help her: "Wait, what's wrong with you?"

Unexpectedly, as soon as Bai Chan swung it away, his whole body's center of gravity tilted, and he supported the table so that he didn't fall down.There was cold sweat on her forehead, she bit her lip and said, "You...you don't want to come here yet."

Fu Wan stood there nervously, a little at a loss.

She remembered that when she woke up in the morning, Bai Chan didn't seem to be in a good condition. At that time, she thought it was because she was infected with toxin when sucking out the venom.But thinking about it again, the poison of the man in black can't even harm her, so how can it hurt Bai Chan, who is highly skilled in martial arts?

Moreover, looking at Bai Chan's demeanor, his face was pale and he was panting heavily, it really didn't look like he was poisoned, but more like... a bad luck?

After hesitating, Bai Chan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

She raised her hand to press the humming sword hilt at her waist, slowly straightened up, and said, "...it's okay."

Fu Wan: "..."

Hey, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like nothing is going on, okay?

Bai Chanfeng's eyes were filled with stressful tears, the corners of the eyes were reddish, and at first glance there was a bit of fragile beauty.Fu Wan subconsciously rolled up her sleeves, wanting to wipe them for her, but Bai Chan shrank back greatly, and her outstretched hand froze in mid-air.

Fu Wan: "Bai... Miss?"

Bai Chan looked at her, and was silent for a long time, until the sky was getting dark, before she opened her mouth.She asked, "Don't you want to know what kind of kung fu I am practicing?"

Fu Wan repeated in a daze: "What kind of effort?"

Bai Chan smiled lightly: "To be pure and fierce, to be ruthless and desireless, is to be ruthless."

Before Fu Wan could react, she was suddenly pulled hard, and immediately fell into a soft embrace.

The overwhelming sandalwood fragrance enveloped her like a cloud of smoke.

The woman leaned over slightly and rubbed her temples.Fu Wan struggled and turned his head to look, only to see that pair of cold black eyes suddenly glowed with a strange light red.

The woman said: "Are you... trying to break my way?"

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-2402:13:17~2020-08-2404:45:41期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 8 bottles of running water;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!