I can't, I can't

This sound came suddenly, and I really felt like a loud bang and thunder exploded in my heart.

But the little emperor was surprisingly calm, and replied very casually: "Yang Huo, he wanted my orthodox blood and asked me to give him a son."

Fu Honglang didn't mind that there was no serious information in these words. Instead, he laughed unabashedly as if he had heard some joke that he cared about.

He didn't want to expose what the little emperor neglected to mention, but just followed the "topic" of the little emperor and said happily: "Yingying is here, so it can be seen that souls can be transformed, but ordinary people in this world still care about mere blood, isn't it ridiculous?" ?”

The little emperor was silent, Fu Honglang looked at Changle with satisfaction, and sighed with a smile: "No matter who Yingying is with, they will give birth to my children."

Kang Jiangxue felt speechless for a moment.

In a blink of an eye, the chariot arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation, but no one came to the banquet.

Fu Honglang hugged the little emperor down from the chariot, and placed him on the main seat in the hall. Even though it was the main seat, it seemed more misplaced than ever.

Kang Jiangxue took the opportunity to look around, only to see that the guarding soldiers were much stricter than he had imagined, and the passing palace people would be searched by special personnel when they walked back and forth, and they would only be put into the hall after confirming that there was no abnormality.

Even if the palace people are like this, the civil and military ministers who want to come in a while will be no exception.

Kang Jiangxue went to look for Yang Huo again, but as expected, she saw no one.

The opportunity for full moon wine is rare, Yang Huo still has to spend a lot of effort to achieve his wish, and I am afraid he will not be able to show up until very late.

After thinking about it, the little emperor only hoped that the time would pass quickly, and while coaxing Chang Le to be happy, he looked at Fu Honglang from the corner of his eye.

Fu Honglang seemed to be at leisure with nothing to do, not leaving the little emperor's side for a moment, seeing the little emperor glanced at him again, and asked: "Why, you watch so closely, Yingying is afraid that I might not escape."

The speaker does not know whether he is intentional or not, but the listener does listen with intention.

The little emperor withdrew his gaze calmly, and cursed: "You're just being sentimental."

Soon after, more and more officials came, and there were people around the little emperor who came to congratulate and see the little princess's face.

Most of these people knew what the situation was like now, and Naihe knew how to stay out of it. As early as when the Eldest Princess and the Queen Mother were in power, they were used to putting on a good look when they should.

Regardless of what the officials who came to congratulate and praise said, Fu Honglang responded in a good mood, and even gave some rewards. He looked more confident than Kang Jiangxue, who had actually given birth, as if Changle was really his. Everything is average.

Since the little emperor said that he was self-indulgent, he was right after thinking about it.

The scene was lively and false. After several rounds of conversations, the full moon wine for the eldest princess, which the little emperor had been looking forward to, started without Sheng Lingyu.

Kang Jiangxue had something on her mind, and couldn't eat anything. Watching people coming and going, she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath.

At this time, someone suddenly came to the front and asked: "Your Majesty looks so pale, can you still drink?"

The person who came to talk to her was Zheng Lanyu. She had to wait for a long time before she could talk to the little emperor, her hair was a little wet.

Kang Jiangxue responded, "I can't drink wine."

He took a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it out.

Zheng Lanyu stretched out her hand to take it, and replied: "Although your majesty doesn't reward you, I still thank you."

Zheng Lanyu's official position is too low, it comes like a gust of wind, and goes away silently, but during the whole process of contact between the two parties, Fu Honglang has been squinting in the direction of the little emperor.

Kang Jiangxue was deeply displeased, and asked, "Look at me like this, do you suspect that I'm taking the opportunity to send news?"

Fu Honglang shook his head: "In the matter of passing on news, Yingying escaped from the minister's hands last time. How can it happen again? I just think it's very interesting."

The little emperor asked, "What's the point?"

Fu Honglang said: "Yingying obviously hasn't met many people, but there are really many people who care about Yingying."

The "thinking and caring" in these words is of course referring to Zheng Lanyu who just left, the little emperor asked coldly: "What do you want to do?"

Fu Honglang asked back: "Yingying is worried about what I will do to an unknown person? Since I am worried, why do I do such an attention-grabbing gesture as handing over a handkerchief?"

In front of Fu Honglang, there seemed to be no hiding any intentions.Fu Honglang asked with a smile: "Isn't Yingying trying to attract my attention on purpose? Why do you blame me for asking more questions?"

The little emperor looked like he was being told, but under the stiffness, he couldn't help coughing violently.

No matter how Fu Honglang reacted, he stood up and moved away from Changle.

There was a woman who looked like a female official beside her and helped the little emperor, Kang Jiangxue turned her head in embarrassment, not wanting to show Fu Honglang this embarrassment.Fu Honglang didn't speak, but smiled sideways.

During this brief gap, Kang Jiangxue wrote two words on the female official's palm, Zhang Jianshui did not respond, but touched the little emperor's palm back when he stepped back.

Once, twice.

……

The full moon wine held by a group of sailors came to an end, and the sky darkened. Fu Honglang arranged a magnificent opera for everyone to sit down and enjoy.

Chang Le was already exhausted and drowsy, unable to hear the noise.

Kang Jiangxue took Changle back to Zhengyang Palace to rest, but Fu Honglang did not agree, saying: "This is not allowed."

"..."

Fu Honglang's meaning was not easy to understand. Kang Jiangxue always felt that Fu Honglang was too calm after being with her all day.

They didn't talk to each other, but they all knew what the little emperor and Yang Huo were doing behind Fu Honglang's back. On this basis, Fu Honglang still acted like this, which really made people a little uncertain.

Kang Jiangxue couldn't help wondering: Could it be that Fu Honglang has already made some preparations to be sure of winning even if Yang Huo turns against him?

But Fu Honglang didn't have as many people in his hands as Yang Huo, so how could he guess his and Yang Huo's specific plan and then deal with it in a targeted manner?

Kang Jiangxue absent-mindedly listened to the noise in her ears, and she suddenly became agitated—wait a minute, what time is it now?

Even if Yang Huo had to come later, wouldn't it be too late?

It's time to come even if it's a play.

"Yingying."

The little emperor came back to his senses suddenly, and heard Fu Honglang ask indifferently: "Are you still waiting for Yang Huo?"

"I think he can't take care of himself, so he probably won't be able to come."

……what?

Kang Jiangxue was a little confused, but Fu Honglang said this in a tone as if everything was over, which made him a little dazed.

His mood went up and down in an instant, and he asked in disbelief: "What did you do to him?"

Fu Honglang shook his head as if he was innocent: "What did I do? Yingying did something to him."

Kang Jiangxue was silent.Fu Honglang said again: "Did he not touch you yesterday? Even just a little bit?"

The little emperor was shocked, and he still couldn't believe it when he realized it: "...you put something on me?"

Fu Honglang laughed softly: "Yingying, don't worry, a single bit of powder will naturally not be able to hurt you, but His Royal Highness Prince Ning is on top of me, that is, putting it on Yingying's body, so that he can get close to him."

As he said that, Fu Honglang felt it was funny: "If he doesn't get in touch with you at all, I won't have the chance to hurt him. Unfortunately, just look at the way he looks at you, and you can tell that he can't help it."

Kang Jiangxue thought of the moment when Yang Huo touched his hair, and her heart turned cold in an instant.

Fu Honglang asked with a smile: "Yingying didn't notice, what does Yang Huo usually think of you?"

After yesterday's contact, Kang Jiangxue also felt that something was wrong with Yang Huo. It's not that he didn't notice it, but he didn't think it was important at all.

He said indifferently: "Yang Huozong doesn't like Sheng Lingyu, and it's impossible for him to like me."

Fu Honglang didn't refute this: "Well, that really can't be called liking." To be more precise, it was closer to a hidden and complicated desire.

But there is nothing wrong with this kind of desire, it is precisely because this desire has been kept hidden for a long time that it is unclear how long it has created this fleeting opportunity for him.

"Yang Huo is dead?"

"He can't die. Calculating the time, it hasn't been long since the attack. There are many capable people around him. It's not enough to rely on poison alone."

Kang Jiangxue pursed her lips, and was about to ask again, when Fu Honglang suddenly shifted her gaze to the stage, took a puff of cigarette, and said leisurely: "But the minister still gave him a day, you said, he's a day What have you done?"

The air thinned.

The white smoke made it hard to breathe.

Fu Honglang said to himself in a spirited way: "How would Yingying and Yang Huo think to kill the minister? It is impossible to face each other head-on, and we must always guard against the minister's poison. If this is the case, how can we wipe out the minister in one fell swoop without leaving any way out?"

"Archer?"

"Or... got some gunpowder?"

The sound on the stage stopped, and the little emperor's breathing also stopped. Fu Honglang couldn't help laughing and said, "Oh, it looks like it's gunpowder. Generous."

Fu Honglang said: "By the way, according to Yingying and Yang Huo's plan, when should we do it?"

Faced with such a straightforward question, Kang Jiangxue could only remain silent.

Fu Honglang didn't wait for the little emperor's answer at all, and asked and answered by himself: "If I were a minister, I wouldn't wait for a day. Just tonight, I will blow up Yang Huo and Yingying's grand master together."

"..." Putting Yang Huo and Sheng Lingyu together...

Kang Jiangxue insisted and asked, "How do you know that Yang Huo won't leave the city tonight?"

Fu Honglang said: "He has been poisoned, so he will definitely not be able to get out tonight. I will also leave some medicine men behind to ensure that he can't get out for a while, but what Your Majesty wants to ask is not this?"

Kang Jiangxue was silent for a while, and finally said word by word: "Sheng Lingyu will not come tonight."

"Really?" Fu Honglang pondered, pulling the little emperor up.The others didn't move, only Fu Honglang half dragged the little emperor out, and said as he walked: "In the evening, I ordered the empress to be hung at the entrance of Luoxia Palace, and made a special trip to release the news. If Sheng Lingyu doesn't enter the palace tonight, I will throw Sheng Lingxi's head from the tower."

"So, how dare Yingying be sure that he won't come?"

The little emperor's throat seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and he really wanted to refute firmly, but he couldn't say it with certainty.

Even if he spread the news through Zhang Jianshui that Sheng Lingyu should not enter the palace no matter what, he still couldn't be sure whether Sheng Lingyu would really not come.

In front of Sheng Lingxi's life, his persuasion was just a powerless obstacle.

He can't guarantee anything.

No one could have imagined that Fu Honglang's counterattack would come so suddenly, with such a reduction in dimensionality. Compared with Fu Honglang, Kang Jiangxue felt that her resistance was like a child's play.

He could only hope and pray that Sheng Lingyu would not come.As long as he doesn't show up tonight, even if Yang Huo takes a breather tomorrow to go two-on-one again, it will be ten thousand times better than Fu Honglang's complete victory and Sheng Lingyu's death.

Do not come.

Absolutely don't come.

Step by step, Kang Jiangxue felt as if she was on the road to hell.

Fu Honglang took the little emperor and the child to the high part of the city wall. From this position, he could just see the situation outside. If Sheng Lingyu entered the palace, he would find it here immediately.

Fu Honglang whispered in the little emperor's ear: "When Sheng Lingyu arrives, let's go out through the back door and leave a fire in the palace, how about that?"

Kang Jiangxue's teeth chattered for a while. He didn't know where the courage came from. He didn't know who he was talking to. He insisted repeatedly: "He won't come, you will definitely be disappointed."

Fu Honglang smiled but said nothing.

Time passed by second by second, so long that it seemed to have gone through countless pasts and countless memories.Changle was already fast asleep, Kang Jiangxue stared into the distance, caught off guard and saw a fire.

A group of people rushed towards the palace and clashed with the guards at the gate of the palace.Among the crowd, under the shadow of the fire, he saw a black shadow.

Fu Honglang said with a low smile, "Look, he's here."