Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

The noisy noise was coming and going, complaining and sobbing seemed to be vaguely introduced into the ears through a thick layer of water mist.

Fu Qiufeng felt cold, as if his blood had been sprinkled in the snow in the far north, his body was only a stiff shell, and the surroundings shouted "Master, please wake up", his thoughts drifted, and he went back to The ice field was transferred to the capital.

The emperor whom he had served for 30 years passed away, and the crown prince ascended the throne. He was busy dispatching manpower to prevent rebellion against the party, but the first imperial edict of the new emperor was to punish him for the crime of slander, flattery, and dissent.

Fu Qiufeng was not surprised. The dark guard had only one rule in his life, get rid of those who wanted to kill the emperor, get rid of those who wanted to be killed by the emperor, don't ask right from wrong, don't ask right from wrong, it is both an indestructible shield and a silent arrow...even if The person the emperor wants to kill is himself.

It's just that he obeyed his orders as always, drank the glass of poisoned wine, and when the new emperor said, "Because you are the late emperor's confidant, I give you the whole body", a peaceful sorrow spread quietly in his heart.

He has never sought glory and wealth, but after the blood that cannot be washed off his hands, is he only worthy of a whole corpse?

The voices around were getting closer and closer, Fu Qiufeng was a little irritable, he thought that the new emperor would be too hypocritical, I would die, and sending people to mourn in a hypocritical manner, it would be far better to hang the corpse at the gate of the city, and to purge the court with a detailed statement of crimes The determination is useful.

He always hated making noise, so he couldn't help shouting: "Shut up!"

After shouting this sentence, Fu Qiufeng didn't have time to think about it, his five senses suddenly regained control, he opened his heavy eyelids with difficulty, but he couldn't control it, he gasped in surprise, and met the stunned eyes beside the bed.

...Wait, he's not dead? !

"Where is this place, His Majesty saved me?" Fu Qiufeng was in shock, his whole body was sore, but it was nothing compared to the onset of poisoned alcohol.

The little eunuch Zhang Cai stopped sobbing and said happily: "Young master! You finally woke up, and this slave will know that you are gentle and generous, and that your life should not be terminated. This is our Lanxin Pavilion. Are you hungry? If you are not feeling well, this slave will tell you ..."

"Answer the question, don't make me ask it a second time." Fu Qiufeng became more and more puzzled the more he listened. Over the years, he had only heard that he was cruel, cruel, and ruthless. To say that he was gentle was an insult to his professionalism.

Zhang Caiyin sighed: "My lord, it's good that you are fine. It was the sister of the imperial concubine and empress who passed by the pond and saw your clothes floating on the water, so she called for help. Your Majesty... Your Majesty has been busy with government affairs recently. Get up, and I will definitely come! His Majesty personally selected you to enter the palace, which is enough to show His Majesty's love for you."

Concubine?Enter the palace?favorite?

"...It's time to be busy." Fu Qiufeng hesitated to speak, thinking how long he had been in a coma, why he couldn't even understand the situation in the court, "Your Majesty, do you have any noble concubines?"

Zhang Cai quickly waved his hands, and whispered deliberately: "No, no, the noble concubine is not pregnant with a dragon son on the way back to the palace to visit relatives. Don't worry, although you are a man, your majesty has no princes yet, and you are no worse than those concubines!"

Fu Qiufeng's eyelids twitched, he didn't ask about this, whether the concubine is pregnant or not is none of his business, what does it mean to be no worse than a concubine, with a salary increase?

"If Your Majesty is willing to use me again, why is there such an order?" Fu Qiufeng gradually felt that it was absurd and contrary to harmony.

"Uh, are you saying that you can't walk around in the harem?" Zhang Caiyi analyzed, "Your Majesty is not targeting you. The same is true for Mr. Lin in the Zhuyun Pavilion in the north. He doesn't even move around here. After all, there are many people in the harem." It's a woman, let's avoid suspicion."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Hearing the words "in the harem", he couldn't help but feel chills in his crotch, moved his hands under the quilt with a straight face, and then secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

It's not a servant, but it seems to be a male favorite, so it's okay.

"At my age, Your Majesty has spent so much time to come up with such an idea. I can't imagine that he is a talented person, but his hobbies are different." Fu Qiufeng said coolly.

"My lord! Don't be sad and misunderstand." Zhang Cai persuaded, "You are only eighteen, not old at all. Your Majesty doesn't even look at the little girls in the palace who are fourteen or fifteen."

Fu Qiufeng was taken aback for a moment, and only then did he realize that he and the little eunuch seemed to be talking to each other all the time.

It stands to reason that there is no antidote for that cup of poisoned wine, and it can burn all internal organs in a quarter of an hour, and even the best efforts of the Tai Hospital cannot save it.

Seeing that he was thinking, Zhang Cai said, "My lord, do you want some water?"

Fu Qiufeng raised his head calmly and gently: "Boil water and make tea."

Zhang Cai trotted out, Fu Qiufeng sat up on the bed, but he felt something in his hand, he took it out and glanced at it, and saw the four big characters "The Secret History of Jinluan" printed on the cover, with deep red blood remaining on one corner.

Fu Qiufeng's heart ached. The last thing he didn't deal with in the secret cabinet was to receive a tip from an eyeliner that someone had privately printed and distributed scriptures, insinuating and discussing government affairs. Unfortunately, he hadn't had time to check it out.

He always does things with a beginning and an end. After opening it now, the introduction of ancient times to the former dynasty is very similar to his cognition, but it is quite different after that.

The Chinese name of the book is Yi, the country's surname is Rong, and the fourth emperor Rong's reign name is Anheng, and it is now the third year of Anheng.

Fu Qiufeng felt a pain in his head, and a picture he had never seen before burst into his mind abruptly, he gritted his teeth and leaned against the head of the bed, his dantian suddenly became hot, and the familiar and deep internal force spontaneously circulated, dispelling the exhaustion all over his body.

I don't know how long it took until Zhang Cai came in with a tea tray and called him worriedly.

Fu Qiufeng came back to his senses: "... Zhang Cai?"

"What's your order?" Zhang Cai responded.

Fu Qiufeng hid the book back under the quilt, took the hot tea, and his hands trembled a little. The palms of his hands were soft, without calluses, and there were no old knife scars on his wrists. A face that was exactly the same as his was seen through the swaying water.

He has never believed in the theory of ghosts and gods in the three thousand worlds. If there are ghosts in the world, the countless souls who died under his knife should have demanded their lives from him. Extremely similar yet not identical, with a young body, he became an unfavored bastard raised by the Duke's mansion in other places.

This concubine "Fu Qiufeng" was just taken back to the capital, had a feast with Fu Guogong at a banquet set up by His Majesty, and was called into the palace by name to become a male servant. He hadn't dared to look up to see His Majesty, and stayed in Lanxin Pavilion For three days, inexplicably fell into a pond in the middle of the night, drowned and passed out.

Fu Qiufeng couldn't find the reason for falling into the water. He seemed to feel the fear emerging from his chaotic memory. It should not be suicide. His vision was blurred in the middle of the night. With Fu Qiufeng's cowardly nature, he should stay away from the water's edge, so it was no accident.

Based on his many years of experience, he speculated that this Fu Qiufeng must have been murdered, but what is the purpose of murdering a low-status male servant who was only called into the palace on the emperor's whim?

He has been a secret guard for 30 years, and protecting His Majesty and conducting secret searches have almost become instinctive, and when he thought about it, he felt an urge to investigate clearly.

Zhang Cai took the water basin in the house and went out. When he walked to the door, Fu Qiufeng suddenly caught sight of lights flashing above his head, like numbers.

"Stop." Fu Qiufeng called him to stop, "What is on top of your head?"

Zhang Cai held the basin and couldn't make a move, so he turned his eyes and looked up: "There is nothing on the head of the servant girl, please don't scare the servant girl!"

"...Go down." Fu Qiufeng suppressed his astonishment, he saw clearly the number "three" hanging above Zhang Cai's head, like a translucent lantern, emitting a warm light.

As soon as he gave his order, Zhang Cai turned around and stepped out of the threshold, but his other foot was caught and he fell down with a basin.

Fu Qiufeng originally wanted to pick it up, but on second thought, this body does not know martial arts, so he should not reveal his identity for now, lest it spread the word and be exorcised as a ghost again.

So he looked at Zhang Cai lying on the ground, screamed and cried and covered his wrists, and the numbers above his head slowly disappeared.

"Why are you crying?" Fu Qiufeng said coldly.

"My servant disturbed you, but my hand hurts!" Zhang Cai stood up and wiped his tears aggrievedly, "Young master, are you in a bad mood? Why are you so fierce all of a sudden?"

Fu Qiufeng remembered the little eunuch's gentle and generous evaluation of him, his expression changed, and he smiled: "Come here, let me see how the injury is."

Zhang Cai obediently went over and stretched out his hand, Fu Qiufeng grabbed his veins, without any internal strength, it was difficult to explain the light on his head just now.

"By the way, when I woke up, I heard people making noise around me." Fu Qiufeng pinched his arm to look for an angle.

Zhang Cai's eyes darkened: "It's not Li Daxiang, he actually said that you have been in a coma for two days, and you will definitely not wake up. He wants to quickly entrust his relationship to serve in another empress's palace. He also said that he will not come with you... Alas!"

Fu Qiufeng pinched Zhang Cai's wrist: "I've connected the wrist for you, let's go down."

"Thank you son, you still know this?" Zhang Cai was surprised, "Then what about Li Daxiang?"

"How many people are there? Ask them to mop the floor and clean up the house." Fu Qiufeng said simply, he was always cautious, if that number had some meaning, he had to figure out when it appeared and on whom.

After Zhang Cai left, he took out the storybook and looked through it. The names of the ministers and concubines mentioned in the book were all very unfamiliar, but they matched the memories in his mind. He raised several male servants in the palace, but Fu Qiufeng's name only appeared in the third episode, saying that he became seriously ill and fell into a coma after entering the palace.

When Rong Fan learned of this, he only ordered someone to take the body out of the palace and bury it, without any sentimentality.

Fu Qiufeng slandered his majesty here as a male servant, and he couldn't even keep the whole body, so he had to be cremated on the spot. This life didn't die from the poisoned wine bestowed by the emperor, so will he die again in the palace's schemes?

He has dedicated his whole life, so it's time for him to take a vacation.

But there is still one thing that is not clear at the moment, there are three servants in Lanxin Pavilion, Fu Qiufeng threw the book on the top of the shelf bed to ensure that no one would see it, and began to order the three little eunuchs to do things.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them went from the house to the outside until evening, when Fu Qiufeng finally saw a shiny "two" above Li Daxiang's head.

Li Daxiang reluctantly squatted at the window to clean up the weeds at the base of the wall. When he stood up, his head slammed into the window. He ouched, rubbed the back of his head and cursed bad luck.

Fu Qiufeng's eyes lit up, and he immediately understood the meaning of this number.

In order to prove it, he moved a chair and sat in the courtyard to pick up some stones to test for himself. The eunuchs of Lanxin Pavilion stumbled over mops and bumped into doorposts. After two hours, Fu Qiufeng had reached a preliminary conclusion.

This number is the crisis level of the target. The larger the number, the more serious the damage the target may suffer. The warning will disappear after the danger occurs, but he will not cause the warning if he directly attacks the target.

Fu Qiufeng laughed at himself, this...supernatural power really fits his identity.

"My lord, don't you feel cold?" Zhang Cai walked to Fu Qiufeng bitterly, rubbing his shoulders, and said cautiously, "Besides, I don't know what happened tonight. Bar?"

Fu Qiufeng: "..." That's right, evil ghost.

Fu Qiufeng wrote lightly: "Okay, let everyone rest."

Zhang Cai retreated suspiciously, Fu Qiufeng waited until late at night, lowered his breath to make sure there was no one around, quietly turned out the window, and hid among the eaves and bushes. Startled a bird.

Fu Qiufeng is most familiar with the defense of the palace. Even if the layout of the palace is different, he can tell at a glance where the guards are concentrated and where the guards are loose. Changing the surname, being a nursing home of a wealthy family is also happy.

He made a decision, and spent three days testing his ability to see people's crises, memorizing the route in the palace, and inquiring about many rumors about the current Holy Majesty.

Most of the palace people dare not mention Rong Jing's character, but Fu Qiufeng heard that he set up a pot in the palace of his favorite concubine, following the example of the ancients. Have fun watching the show.

Fu Qiufeng didn't have any complaints about this snake pot, but raising a large number of snakes required a lot of live food. People in the imperial concubine's palace had to go out of the palace to buy them every morning, and the guards didn't dare to interrogate them. .

After making a plan, Fu Qiufeng stole a set of eunuch uniforms that night, masked his face, and prepared to escape according to the route he planned.

He bypassed a group of patrolling guards, sneaked into the long-abandoned cold palace, and floated over the wall, but suddenly noticed an unusual aura.

The breath was very light, like an animal, but it was not quite right. Fu Qiufeng turned his head cautiously to look at it, and then was dazzled by the sudden light.

Standing under the willow tree at the base of the wall was a man with long hair tied loosely behind his head, wearing thin clothes and a bright red robe.

Fu Qiufeng was stunned for a while, and the word "Zhao" floated on the top of this man's head. The highest number he saw in the past three days was "四". I am afraid that no matter how tall he is, he will have a broken bone, but the sign... this is to stay where he is. Is the ashes of the sudden death all over the place?

The man under the tree was also taken aback, and looked up, Fu Qiufeng met his eyes, showing a bit of surprise and vigilance, he was not dressed as a servant, his eyebrows were long and noble, and he had a shockingly gorgeous and handsome appearance.

There should be only one possibility for someone who is in the harem, not a servant, and who is beautiful, to go out for a walk in the middle of the night.

Fu Qiufeng looked around cautiously, looking for the source of the crisis, and asked casually with his face masked: "Are you the favorite of that ruthless, lustful, and stupid king?"

Rong Fan: "..."