I refuse this box lunch

Fu He knew that he would be an ambassador for blood donation three more times. In his opinion, Emperor Fan Xing definitely didn't understand the reason why he couldn't eat hot tofu in a hurry. He didn't know how to cherish such a precious blood bank.

Gu Xincheng's eyes were heavy: "I have ordered someone to make a life-extending medicine that does not contain human blood." He put the drawing paper on the table, spread it flat and slowly pressed the folds on it, and said slowly, "If the medicine is taken by someone It will still work in the future, Mr. Duan, can you still be so leisurely?"

For the counter-evidence that Gu Xincheng could think of, Fuhe naturally also expected it.

After all, the male protagonist has no IQ, so he can't be the male protagonist.

"Then Master Gu, let's try it." Fuhe's answer was very bachelor, "If the life-extending medicine can prolong life without the blood of Yuheng people as medicine, I can also suffer less flesh and blood and live a few years longer. Can't?"

I don't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.Gu Xincheng was tortured by nightmares all night, and he didn't go around with him: "Today's sage is not only seeking longevity, but also the power of all ages, using the crime of deceiving the sage to deceive the sage, how long do you think your strategy of slowing down the army will work? If you are exposed, there will be a thousand cuts waiting for you."

Gritting her teeth after she said those words, Li Li's face was slightly distorted.

Fuhe understood, and he was indeed overwhelmed by the painting.

"Lord Gu, it turns out that you are troubled by worries." Fuhe acted as if he had suddenly realized, "No wonder you are so angry."

Gu Xincheng was almost laughed out of anger, as soon as this man pulled out a leg from the gate of hell, he started acting again.

Thinking of the weirdness in the dream, blue veins appeared on his forehead: "Duan Fuhe, don't play dumb. What is the mystery in the painting? Or is this another secret technique of your Yuheng clan, a harmful deed? "

Of course, Fuhe chose to carry this blame by himself: "This is just a miscellaneous book that Duan read in his early years."

"Miscellaneous books?" Gu Xincheng didn't believe it at all.

Duan Fuhe spread his hands effortlessly: "Really. I didn't do anything else. I just smeared it casually. It's really boring during the recuperating period. Besides, who knows that adults will suddenly be interested in taking it to read, I haven't finished it yet." .”

In this way, it turned out that Gu Xincheng was in a hurry to ask for trouble.

"My lord." Duan Fuhe changed his face like turning over a book, and once again regained his sincere expression, "The blood of the Yuheng clan is the key to prolonging life. As a criminal, how dare you lie again?"

"As for the painting, I copied it according to a drawing by a foreigner, because it is said that it has the power of self-examination and self-examination. I want to use this torment and twists and turns to check my own faults, and I will never spy on others. I mean." The implication is that Gu Xincheng came to him on purpose, but there is no silver 300 taels here.

After saying this, Gu Xincheng didn't speak for a long time, his expression darkened and changed, and finally he left a sentence: "It seems that Duan Hou's side branch is really hidden."

Finally sent people away, Fu Wo let out a long sigh.

The system has already shed its high-cold shell, and is willing to discuss the progress of the task together, and said after consideration: "This Gu Xincheng is not easy to deal with."

Fuhe said in a disgusted tone: "How old is he and I am, just a little kid, every minute made him doubt his life."

The system couldn't understand: "Then why are you sighing?"

Fuhe Xianyulai: "You don't understand the feeling of being forced to do business."

Since the system knew that No. 010 was still an excellent executor, it really didn't understand why Fuhe's comprehensive ability level was so high, why would he stay in the same position for more than ten years, willing to take only a low basic salary, However, they ventured across different dimensions to participate in various competitions with prizes.

Fu Wo anxiously clicked back and forth on the system light curtain, refreshing the world dynamics.

The system is silent: For him to be a co-author, performing serious tasks is a forced business, and playing games is what he wants.

Gu Xincheng suffered from insomnia and dreaminess for two days in a row, no matter how much Anshenxiang he vaped, it was useless. When night fell, he could see countless strange things when he closed his eyes.

What he dreamed repeatedly was the scene of his father's death.

But in fact, Gu Xincheng missed that day.When he rushed home from other places, his concubine had already delivered a funeral for his father. Not only the officials who were officials in the same dynasty as Zaifu came to express their condolences, but Emperor Fanxing even came to the mansion in person to sacrifice a funeral for his brother-in-law and his brother-in-law. Stick incense.

Although Gu Xincheng was only 14 years old at the time, he was already well-known and known as a child prodigy.The incense candle offerings, the lighting and extinguishing of the palace lanterns, the grief and worry on the faces of everyone present that day, and the gray spots and stains on the dragon-pattern robe of Emperor Fanxing...

He has a panoramic view of every detail and has never forgotten it for many years.

That's right, Gu Xincheng had doubts about his father's so-called fatal emergency, and even this doubt has never been dispelled.

Duan Fuhe's paintings made him face up to his inner intuition again.

But over the years, no matter how many channels he has used his power to investigate secretly, how many unknown corners of the mansion, and how many books he has read, he still can't find any conclusive evidence.

Everyone was saying that Zaifu's emergency happened suddenly without any warning.Men were talking, women were talking, young people were talking, old people were talking too... Countless chaotic voices gathered from all directions, converging into a sharp stream, piercing Gu Xincheng's eardrums with dull pain.

……

Emperor Fanxing got his wish and observed the changes of the medicine man after taking the life-extending medicine.

The medicine man whose limbs had been severed was very weak. He was about [-] years old, and his physical condition was similar to that of the emperor.One of them couldn't hold on anymore, and died not long after taking the medicine.

Emperor Fanxing was not disappointed either, and continued to watch the remaining one with great interest.

Of course, he didn't expect the broken bones to be reborn, but wanted to see if people who were severely injured after taking the longevity pill would have a life-changing effect.

I saw that the old medicine man's hands were cut off from the elbows, and the wound did not receive any treatment, and the blood gushed out continuously. While the old medicine man was struggling and shouting, he was forcefully poured down a bowl of distilled water by the guards. A fishy soup.

Fan Xingdi went to rest when he was tired of waiting, leaving his confidant to watch over him, and ordered him to report to him in time if there was any movement.Three hours later, Emperor Fan Xing rushed over after receiving news from his confidant, and what he saw was the scene of the old Yaoman crouching in a corner of the iron cage, holding his severed hand and crying.

According to the imperial doctor, the medicine man survived.

Emperor Fanxing clapped his palms and laughed so hard that tears were about to come out.He immediately summoned Gu Xincheng into the palace and said: "Continue to make medicines, continue to experiment! Hurry up! Hurry up!"

Gu Xincheng's phoenix eyes scanned the messy bloodstains and severed limbs on the ground, as well as the undisguised greed on Emperor Fanxing's face, thinking that it's not just Yao Huang Wei Zi, the imperial flower yellow in the imperial garden is also very unpleasant.

"Duan's son suffered from physical impairment after being tortured. I am afraid that if he continues to supply blood without a break, it will hurt his life." Gu Xincheng told the truth, with medical officials as evidence.

"Duan's son?" Emperor Fan Xing seemed to have just remembered to ask about the source of the blood supply, "A person from Duan Hou's lineage?"

"Exactly."

"Heh." Emperor Fan Xing stroked his beard and smiled indifferently, "If you are a thief of the Duan family, why should you be merciful? Just have a breath."

As if he couldn't laugh enough: "Continuing my Dafan country with the blood of rebellious ministers, wonderful, wonderful, hahahaha..."

Gu Xincheng didn't show any emotion, and still took the order to leave.

Fuhe's nature still prefers to enjoy himself, even if he was half dead on the soft couch one moment, the next moment he could have his servants prepare wine and food and place them in the small pavilion in the courtyard.

The carved buildings and painted buildings in the corridor are all made by famous teachers. The flowers are not in short season, and there are wonderful vines. When the moon is in the sky, there will be a layer of cool light like water gently falling from the exposed roof of the corridor.

"Sometimes I feel really strange." Gu Xincheng's eyes were bloodshot, unable to sleep at night, he stopped at the gate of Fuhe's courtyard again.

The Gu Mansion's house occupies a vast area, and the residences of the two are not close or far away.

"What's weird? Is it weird, or are you weird?" Fuhe had seen him a long time ago, raised the contents of the cup to him, and asked without hesitation, "Are you afraid of having nightmares again?"

Gu Xincheng approached slowly, and he could clearly see the jug and wine cup on the small case. He didn't get angry with the drunk, and said calmly: "Sometimes I feel that you are afraid of death, but sometimes, your Courageous and eccentric." Even though he was seriously injured and physically weak, he still had to drink and have fun.

"It's ridiculous." Fuhe covered the thick cloak on his chest, well protected the wound, put the strong wine in front of his nose and sniffed, and said with a smile, "I am really afraid of death in my bones, and I especially cherish life, Yue The style of drinking alone is all pretending. Mr. Gu is a real gentleman, how about a drink?"

Gu Xincheng didn't care about his upside-down appearance, he lifted his robe, sat down, and said maliciously: "The Holy Majesty knows your identity, and when he mentioned the Duan Clan's chaos in the past, he still gritted his teeth and hated it deeply."

"So I didn't know until now." Fuhe mumbled unconsciously, with a look of indifference, only concentrating on eating vegetables.

Halfway through eating, he greeted again: "Master Gu, together?"

Gu Xincheng also never imagined that one day he would eat at the same table with a prisoner.

The way the prisoner eats makes him especially appetizing.

Incredible.

"Lord Gu, what kind of eyes do you have?" Fu He was very keen, "If you dislike someone Duan, just say it, and you don't need to care about my face. Because I am wearing a sinful body, you look down on me?"

Gu Xincheng asked himself not.

Is Duan Fuhe guilty?

He is not guilty.One did not murder and set fire, and the other did not steal or rob. It was just bad luck that he fell into a scourge.Duan's fault should be borne by the chief culprit and all the accomplices.Moreover, Taifu An loves the younger generation who he cares about, so he shouldn't be a person with bad conduct.

But Gu Xincheng has been the proud son of heaven for more than 20 years, and he has his own rebelliousness and pride in his bones. What he said just now, he said it as he said it, and there is no reason to take it back.

So Gu Xincheng averted his eyes without a trace, appreciated the face of this person, raised his chopsticks and started eating.His thoughts were disturbed at night, but he didn't actually eat well.

"Hey, that's right." Fuhe looked at him and smiled softly, "If you want to take blood, wait for me to finish the meal safely before taking it."

"Also, I can help you complete that unfinished painting. Isn't it too annoying to be unable to sleep all night?"