After the scum of the enemy prince, I got pregnant

The news that the saint Yijia was placed in the Proton Mansion spread to all parts of Chang'an in just half an hour. Correspondingly, there were a few intriguing strange things about Chou Shi last night.

The guards at Anhuamen were changed, and even General Song and other Jinwu guards who were guarding the Proton Mansion were sent back to Daming Palace by the sage, as if they wanted to clear up some evidence—evidence about Mobei Guoshi.

An hour later, the saint's imperial chariot returned to Daming Palace, but no new guards received orders to guard the Proton Mansion. The gate that had been closed for two months was just opened casually, as if to indicate something... …

Is the saint finally determined to move Mobei Guoshi?

There is almost no suspense about this matter. The short-lived peace that the prince had accepted Funanyin as a pledge to Mobei will eventually be broken again because of Funanyin.

The ancestral precepts of opening up territories will not be hindered by any relationship between children.

But the ruling and opposition parties waited for a long time, and the proton mansion was extremely quiet, not even a single imperial decree was issued.

About Anhuamen, three corpses were found at Zuo Jinwuwei, and some clues have been found in the morning. The general in charge of the case was about to reply to the saint, but when he walked outside the Lizheng Hall, Feng The servant stopped him.

Everything is somewhat mysterious.

"Everyone, the people sent by King Linzi..."

The sage didn't raise his head, and his voice sounded a bit tired, "Suppress it, and ask Zuo Jinwuwei not to investigate any more."

Feng Neishi was taken aback, "...Yes."

No one knew anything about the conversation between the sage Cai and the Imperial Teacher of Mobei just now, but the change in his attitude was too obvious.Although Feng Neishi didn't know what happened in the main hall, he could guess that the emperor on the dragon chair, who had been counted for many years, lost his calculation in front of the hostile proton of the enemy country.

Linzi Wang's plan was originally to lure Fu Nanyin to the bait; if he escapes from Chang'an, he and Mobei will die.

Even if Funanyin didn't take the bait, the result didn't change in any way.But the saint wants to suppress this matter...

"Then Mobei Guoshi, are you going to kill or keep?"

Attendant Feng Nei had always kept his sense of proportion very well before, and was never curious or talkative, but today he didn't know why he dared to ask the question out.

It was rare for the saint not to care, he slowly raised his gaze, and landed on the secret report he had read countless times in the corner of the dragon case.

Kill or stay?

He thought of Fu Nanyin's confident eyes on his weak and pale face in the Proton House, revealing a dazzling confidence.No one had ever dared to negotiate terms with him like this. He couldn't figure out where Fu Nanyin had such courage and confidence.

"People like Funanyin..." The saint's voice suddenly sounded, "If they can be used for their own use, it would be a pity to kill them."

Funanyin has long been a surrender, but no one has ever thought of recruiting him—that is a ruthless character under Mobei alone, and everyone subconsciously felt that if Mobei is immortal, how could he change hands?

Attendant Feng Nei also showed a bit of surprise on his face.

"The saint believes him?"

After all, he is the confidant of King Mobei, so how can he be willing to work for the Central Plains?

Under the shadows where the candlelight could not reach, the saint's frowning brows gradually loosened.He suddenly remembered the last words Fu Nanyin said to him.

"It's ridiculous to say that although the minister grew up in Mobei, the blood shed on his body is Han people. The saint said 'not my race', which is exactly what the King of Mobei thought."

Funanyin is Han Chinese.

And so similar to that person.

Is this really a coincidence?

The sage tapped the edge of the table with his fingers - he seemed to have picked up this habit today in the Proton Mansion. Facing the young man who surprised him, the sage's deterrent to the courtiers in the past also lost its effect.

"Whether it is credible or not, we will know soon."

The general outside the door had already left, but soon there were several noises.The gatekeeper came in cautiously to report,

"Saint, the king of Linzi is waiting outside the palace, saying he is coming to plead guilty."

……

Funanyin didn't know how she came out of the main hall. After the saint left, the Proton Mansion was suddenly much emptier.

At that time, the "game" between him and the sage seemed to have exhausted his mind, and after that, his mind was in chaos, and it took him a long time to realize that General Song had already left, and there were no Jinwu guards outside the mansion, and even the one who had touched him before He wanted to monitor his courtiers, and within a few hours he took the servants back in a grand manner.

Funanyin really wanted to laugh, but unfortunately he didn't have much strength, so he just hooked his lips helplessly in the end.

Perhaps in the eyes of many people, he is already a useless "dead man".

It's a pity that for so many years, whether in Mobei or Central Plains, his favorite trick is to put them to death and survive.

It rained for a long time last night, everyone said that one spring rain and one warm, but Funanyin still felt the biting coldness head-on.His illness is still not cured, and he can't blow the wind.

The light at noon was a bit dazzling, and the person who had just come out of the dark room felt a little uncomfortable for a while, and blocked his eyes with his hand, but suddenly felt a heavy robe pressing down on his body, and the velvet hat covered his head, which also blocked his eyes. Sunlight.

He turned his head and saw Yao Guang with a worried face.

"It is said that the saint wants to deal with the master."

Even though Funanyin told Yaoguang to stay in the house before leaving, he hardly obeyed.When he heard the strange tone of General Song's message, he felt for the first time that something was going to happen.

He heard the words of the cook and the gardener in the mansion verbatim—the saint was determined to kill the proton, and it was useless to stay here...

Even though Yao Guang believed that Fu Nanyin could save the day, he still couldn't sit still.

Then he saw the person who walked out of the main hall safe and sound.

"Are you all right?"

Hearing the questions from the people around her, Fu Nanyin, who was in a trance, finally came back to her senses, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's okay," he still had a faint smile on his lips, not like the calm expression he should have when he was about to say the next sentence.

"It's just to pack up and prepare to go back to Mobei."

Yao Guang tightened his hand holding him, raised his head in disbelief,

"The emperor of the Central Plains is willing to let the national teacher go back?"

The titles have all changed.These two words seem to be a mark in the hearts of many people in Mobei, or fear, or guard, or disgust, or... gratitude.Yao Guang is the latter, he has been favored by Fu Nanyin, just like all other hidden guards.

Funanyin saw the joy in Yaoguang's eyes, but he suddenly felt a bit regretful.

Unlike him, Mobei is the real homeland and hometown for Yao Guang.But what he will do next runs counter to his beliefs.

"Yao Guang," Funanyin withdrew his smile, and suddenly called his name solemnly. "If Mo Bei dies, what should you do?"

Yao Guang was stunned.A few months ago, when the Central Plains army invaded Mobei and devoured its city, he thought that Mobei would die.With blood in his bones, the young man subconsciously said:

"You should slaughter all the invading soldiers."

Funanyin was not even surprised, she nodded and asked again,

"Then what if I am the one who called Mobei to die?"

The person on the opposite side raised his head with some difficulty, and opened his mouth to meet Fu Nanyin's very calm and serious eyes.

His master would never joke about this kind of thing, Yao Guang knew it very well in his heart, he even guessed something when he saw Fu Nanyin coming out of the main hall.His instincts had never been so sharp.

"The conditions you negotiated with the Emperor of the Central Plains...is this?"

Fu Nanyin did not deny it, but said: "Although you are my secret guard, I will not force you to follow me. After leaving Chang'an, you can go."

He didn't wait for Yao Guang's answer for a moment, but felt the strength that supported him loosen.

Funanyin raised her eyebrows regretfully, and was about to leave when she heard a muffled "plop".

"Yaoguang has received great kindness from the master, so he won't leave."

There was a bit of stubbornness and determination in the voice of the man kneeling on the ground.Funanyin was worried that he couldn't think clearly, and was about to speak when Yao Guang took another step forward.

"When you go up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire, Yao Guang will accompany the master; if you do unfaithful and unrighteous things, Yao Guang will also accompany the master.

people.Mo Bei is dead, as long as the master is still there, Yao Guang will not leave. "

Funanyin's heart was blunted, and she was really surprised at this moment, and she was a little moved.He pursed his lips, reached out and patted Yao Guang's shoulder,

"Get up, I can't help you."

Yao Guang hurriedly stood up and helped him up again. The two of them looked at the deserted mansion, and both felt somewhat complicated emotions in their hearts.Unconsciously, I have been in Chang'an for two months, but in these two months, I have never stepped out of the gate outside, and I have never had a good look at the snow scene in Chang'an.

Now it's time to start again.

"When will the master leave?"

Originally last night, Yao Guang thought that he was going to pack up his luggage and escape from Chang'an, and many things were already prepared, but who would have thought that there would be such ups and downs in this short day, the world is truly impermanent.

"Tonight at the earliest, tomorrow at the latest."

Thinking of the agreement with the Emperor of the Central Plains, Funanyin suddenly lowered her eyes and touched the hard rock in her sleeve that had not been warmed.No matter how calm he behaved, he still felt a little unspeakable panic in his heart.The cold sweat oozing from the palms of his hands since he walked into the main hall soaked into the piece of jade.

"The sage is generous and prepared a generous gift for me in Gyeonggi."

……

When everyone was looking forward to the end of Mobei Guoshi, one person and one horse took advantage of the dark night to take Fu Nanyin and Yao Guang out of the city.At curfew time, the man who drove the horse took out his token in front of the city gate, and the journey was unimpeded.

Yao Guang followed behind that person, always feeling that this figure looked familiar.

At the same time, in the brightly lit study room of the East Palace, a corner of a secret report emerged from a heavy memorial on the table.

The matter of his leaving the mansion last night was strictly covered by the officials of the East Palace. It happened that those officials who wanted to protect his position as the crown prince not only did not breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the prince back, but instead united to report the news about the proton mansion. The news was blocked.

Where the sage drives today, and how Chang'an guesses whether the proton will stay or not, after entering the gate of the East Palace, no one knows or talks about it.

Unexpectedly, Li Pei still got the secret report.

At that time, he was taking a sip of strong tea, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw the piece of thin rice paper that was incompatible with the folds around him.

He stretched out his hand and pulled it out, and a few lines of words fell into his eyes.

Li Pei looked at the name that appeared in his mind countless times and connected it with the rest of the words. At first, he was a little suspicious, but the more he looked, the darker his eyes became, and a cold look gradually appeared on his face. .

The attendant who came in to exchange tea was taken aback by the scene in front of him. After a while, he shouted: "Your Highness, your hand!"

Li Pei's left hand is still holding the teacup.

Maybe it was because of too much force just now, the white porcelain cup in his hand was shattered, the porcelain piece pierced his palm, and the dripping blood stained the rice paper on the table.

He was brought back to his senses by the attendant's words, and when he looked down, he saw that most of the three words were covered by a drop of bright red blood.

"Ayin..." he murmured, "Didn't you say you believed me?"

Believe that I will protect you.

Li Pei smiled wryly, let go, and a few pieces of broken porcelain fell to the ground, making a few crisp sounds.

In fact, you don't believe it at all...