Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

A wooden door collapsed with a slam, and Rong Yan, who was standing with his hands behind his back, appeared in front of the door. Xiaoyuanzi and him looked at each other for a moment, and then his thoughts returned to the furnace, and a layer of cold sweat broke out.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, have mercy!" Xiaoyuanzi begged on his knees with a pale complexion, "It's my servant who talks too much, I should beat you, my lord, save this servant!"

Fu Qiufeng's eyes wandered all over the place, and behind the scenes he had a moment's cool choreography, but now he is in danger of protecting himself, and who else can he save.

"Why doesn't Concubine Ai say anything, huh?" Rong Pin stepped into the room, laughing angrily, his eyes piercing Fu Qiufeng like a knife.

"It's all a misunderstanding." Fu Qiufeng worked hard to weave an excuse in his heart, "I never said anything bad to His Majesty."

Rong Fan twitched the corner of his mouth, and opened a teacup on the table, Fu Qiufeng hurried over to pour the tea, pulled out the chair and invited Rong Fan to sit down.

"Where's Guanshi Zhang's original words?" Rong Fan asked Xiao Yuanzi coolly, leaning on the chair with one leg up.

"I don't dare to say..." Xiaoyuanzi turned his head and crawled over and muttered.

"Say it! Otherwise, I'll pull out your tongue." Rong Fan slammed the tea cup down.

"Guan Zhang said that His Majesty first came to Lanxin Pavilion, and Young Master Linxing left in a short while, so he must not have enjoyed himself to the fullest!"

"It's because His Majesty took pity on me for being weak and unable to accept the favor, so he let me rest." Fu Qiufeng explained solemnly, "This just shows that His Majesty is considerate."

"Anything else?" Rong Fan then asked.

"Guan Zhang said that there is no need to borrow the ointment, sir, I don't feel it at all." Xiao Yuanzi's face was ashen.

"...I can't describe the feeling! I went to Wushan together with His Majesty, wanting to be immortal, wanting to die, wanting to tell and forget words. How can such a mysterious situation be described clearly." Fu Qiufeng flicked his sleeves, "Don't misinterpret me anymore meaning!"

"Hehe." Rong Fan snorted twice, "What else?"

"Also, Your Majesty is pampered and pampered, and doesn't have much strength... No more, really no more, Your Majesty should spare this servant." Xiao Yuanzi kowtowed in despair.

"It's because I can't bear the burden of His Majesty's busy government affairs. Do I understand?" Fu Qiufeng spoke uprightly with a sullen face, and perfectly explained his original words from another angle. He took two steps back and leaned against the table, very I wanted to strike a sword and ended up with the self who was quick to talk a few days ago, and being cautious in words and deeds should be regarded as the standard no matter where you are.

"Go down, for the sake of my concubine pleading for you, I will spare you first." Rong Fan snorted coldly, and glanced at Fu Qiufeng.

Fu Qiufeng immediately stood up straight, pretending to be calm and have a clear conscience.

Xiaoyuanzi took his life back and hurried down, the room gradually became quiet, Rong Pin got up and looked through the drawer, found a box of ointment in a crisp crash, and smiled darkly twice.

Fu Qiufeng closed his eyes, and slowly became embarrassed amidst the silence and mocking laughter.

He has explained his judgments and actions to the emperor many times in front of the emperor. He has always been well-founded and plausible, but this is the first time that he has such absurd and unspeakable plausibility.

It seems that ever since he got involved with Rong Fan, his face has been overlapping between throwing and picking up.

... There is nothing wrong with the nursing home.

"My concubine, is one pornographic book really enough?" Rong Fan sat back and asked casually.

"I know I was wrong." Fu Qiufeng frowned and bowed his head.

"I'm going to blush when I say that." Rong Pin pointed to another chair, "Sit down."

"I dare not." Fu Qiufeng knelt on one knee, his heart beat a few beats faster in Rong Fan's gentle tone.

"Either sit down, or sit down and move yourself." Rong Fan threatened with a smile.

Fu Qiufeng decisively lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down.

"Roll up your trousers, let me see your injuries." Rong Fan opened the porcelain box, and the clear fragrance of the ointment slowly wafted away. He dipped a little with his fingertips and rubbed it on his palms.

Fu Qiufeng was a little awkward, he hesitated and said: "I'm fine, Your Majesty don't need to worry."

"Just do it." Rong Fan narrowed his eyes unhurriedly.

Fu Qiufeng had no choice but to lean over and take off his boots, untied the garter and rolled up the trousers. This body was not practicing martial arts, and the exposed calves were well-proportioned and straight. There was a cyan color below the knees, which was particularly glaring on the fair skin.

Normally, Fu Qiufeng would ignore this kind of bruise, he didn't think it was too serious, but Rong Fan showed displeasure, pulled his ankle and put it on his leg, and covered it gently with his hands soaked in ointment Press and knead.

Fu Qiufeng shuddered, staring at the floor, pulling up his pants in front of outsiders made him feel uncomfortable all over, his ears turned red from stiffness.

"Does it hurt?" Rong Fan asked.

"I'm used to it." Fu Qiufeng said subconsciously, he felt something wrong after finishing speaking, and added, "It's just a little cold."

"I wish I could be more enthusiastic?" Rong Fan half joked.

"I'm terrified." Fu Qiufeng said in his heart, I hope your kidney deficiency can be cured.

"Well, this really looks like a favorite concubine." Rong Pin rubbed Fu Qiufeng's knee with his cold hands, then wiped the ointment on his palm with his hem, stood up and said, "The wounds left by others can barely be healed. Now, the next step is my punishment."

Fu Qiufeng's eyelids twitched, and he quickly put on his shoes and socks.

"Kneel down." Rong Fan raised the corners of his lips condescendingly.

Fu Qiufeng knelt back again.

"Before I come back, if you dare to move..." Rong Fan's eyes were a little playful, "We went to Wushan together, wanting to be immortal, wanting to die, wanting to tell and forget words, ha ha."

Fu Qiufeng's scalp exploded when he heard such words, and the level of shame seemed to rise sharply when such words were uttered from other people's mouths. After Rong Fen left, he rubbed his face and silently clenched his fists against his forehead.

He didn't know why Rong Fan was going, if he went back to approve the papers, even if he came back today, he would have to wait until evening.

But within an hour, Rong Fan didn't come, and he ordered the secret guard who was cooperating with him to come back first.

The steps that landed on the roof were light and heavy, Fu Qiufeng did not expect it, but he was still relieved that he succeeded in his first mission in Dayi.

The dark guard entered the room with a black cloth hooded waiter, and when he saw Fu Qiufeng kneeling by the table, he was stunned, and looked around but couldn't find Rong Fan.

"Your Majesty just left." Fu Qiufeng calmly returned and took a cup of tea from the table, kneeling calmly, "Just report to me."

"Is it true?" The young guard looked at Fu Qiufeng suspiciously, "Aren't you just making a mistake and being punished?"

Fu Qiufeng said perfunctorily again: "This is His Majesty's taste, what do you know?"

The dark guard was shocked: "...Huh?"

Fu Qiufeng thought about his painful lesson just now, and warned him: "If you don't want your Majesty to have your tongue pulled out, just keep your mouth shut."

The dark guard nodded hastily, and stretched out his hand to remove the black cloth cover from the head of the captured inner ghost.

There is only Xiaoyuanzi left in Lanxin Pavilion, Fu Qiufeng concluded that one of Li Daxiang and Zhang Cai must be a spy when he came back, but when he really saw Zhang Cai with a cloth stuffed in his mouth, he was still a little inexplicably disappointed.

When he came to Dayi, the first person he saw, a person whose eyes were swollen from crying and kept calling young master, was equally untrustworthy.

He was not surprised, after 30 years as a secret guard, Fu Qiufeng was no longer surprised or angry at any betrayal.

"According to the young master's instructions, this subordinate hid a piece of torn sleeve fabric in the bushes." The dark guard reported, "This person searched all the way along the pond outside the Sijing Palace. After finding the fragments, he intends to burn them on the spot."

"Why?" Fu Qiufeng took a sip of tea and looked at Zhang Cai quietly.

Zhang Cai lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Fu Qiufeng, sobbing softly: "It's the servant who is sorry for the young master, the servant... also thinks that following the young master is worthless, so you died early, and the servant can go to other concubines to serve in the palace, the servant... I shouldn't pour your medicine, it's because I'm obsessed with ghosts for a while, I just beg you to see that I have worked hard these days without credit, don't kill me!"

"Nonsense!" Fu Qiufeng slammed his teacup, "If you only want me to die, why did you try to destroy the evidence that I was murdered and thrown into the water while I was away? Who ordered you to hide it for him? Who is your real master? Who? Come from the truth!"

Zhang Cai trembled all over: "I don't know any evidence, my servant is just worried that you will be entangled by nightmares after you know the fear..."

"What a tricky servant girl who talks nonsense." Rong Fan came at just the right time, interjected naturally, walked to Fu Qiufeng's side to help him up, and brushed the folds of his clothes for him, "Since you don't recognize it, then take it back with you." Tortured and interrogated on the Frost Blade Terrace, Xiujiao Aifei was so angry that she broke her body."

Zhang Cai's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Fu Qiufeng glanced at him, gently grabbed Rong Fan's sleeve and walked a few steps away, said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the mastermind is unknown, if you take Zhang Cai away directly, you may startle the snake."

"You have a solution?" Rong Fan asked.

"Since I investigate and deal with this matter, it should be from the beginning to the end." Fu Qiufeng's face immediately glowed when he talked about his field of expertise, and he smiled confidently.

Rong Fan gave the secret guard a look, Fu Qiufeng stood beside Rong Fan, hooked his fingers and ordered: "Go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to transfer Zhang Cai's file."

The hidden guard went away with orders, and came back with the file in a short time. Seeing this, Zhang Cai was shaken, and suddenly got up and rushed to the corner of the cabinet to try to commit suicide.

"I advise you to do less useless work." Fu Qiufeng took the book and opened it without raising his eyelids. The hidden guard easily blocked Zhang Cai, kicked him back and tied his hands behind his back.

"An Heng entered the palace in the first year, and there was only one year old grandmother in the family before entering the palace." Fu Qiufeng turned two pages and said flatly, "It's a rare year, whether she heard the bad news about the grandson in the palace or you heard about the grandmother outside the palace. The bad news is not a good thing."

"Young master! The servant is responsible for the work of one person. You kill the servant!" Zhang Cai kowtowed in horror, "Indeed... it is true that someone threatened the servant with the life of the grandmother of the servant. The servant dare not say anything and just asks for death!"

Fu Qiufeng threw the book on the table, his eyes turned cold, he bent down and picked up a piece of broken porcelain and pressed it to the corner of Zhang Cai's brow, and lowered his voice with a smirk: "In my hands, death is a gift for you, Do you want to die without doing anything? If you don’t cherish my chance to reward you, I’ll cut off your face and send it to Grandmother. If she dies in fright, you won’t have any worries.”

Zhang Cai's forehead felt cold, and he froze on the spot in fright. After a while, he sat down paralyzed on the ground, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes...it is Eunuch Yang who is next to the concubine Xian! There is absolutely no lie to the servant girl. The grandmother depended on each other, three years ago there was a flood in the hometown, the villagers lost their shelter, lacked food and clothing, the government did not allow the victims to enter the city, and even sent officers and soldiers to drive them away and kill them."

"That's when I met Eunuch Yang. He said he was in business, gave us food, and could take us to Beijing, so I left with him... For the past three years, I have obeyed Eunuch Yang's orders. Besides, His Majesty only You know how to play, you don’t care about the life and death of the people below, and the servants have nothing to be loyal! Not only the servants, but everyone in this palace is not worried every day, for fear that if they make a mistake, they will feed the snake!"

Fu Qiufeng and Rong Fan looked at each other, and they both saw the thinking and weighing in each other's eyes. Fu Qiufeng was about to ask Rong Fan what he meant when Rong Fan suddenly reached out to the guard, took a sword, and drew it out abruptly.

Although Fu Qiufeng did not agree to deal with Zhang Cai, he always put the emperor's order first, so he took a step back.

"If you want to die, I'll let you die." Rong Fan swiped his sword horizontally, the blade flickered with cold light, and with a gust of sharp wind, he slashed towards Zhang Cai's throat.

Zhang Cai closed his eyes tightly, and then fell to the ground with a crooked body.

There was not even a single drop of blood at the scene, Fu Qiufeng opened his eyes slightly, and saw that just now, in a flash, the tip of Rong Fian's sword precisely brushed against the side of Zhang Cai's neck, only cutting off a few hairs, and the ink fountain was wrapped around the sword from his sleeve. The blade sprang out and bit Zhang Cai on the back of the neck.

"Put him back where he was, and make him knock his head into a coma." Rong Fan threw the sword back, and Mo Dou crawled out from under Zhang Cai's body rustlingly, and crawled back under Rong Fan's drooping fingertips sleeve.

"Your Majesty, this is..." Fu Qiufeng was puzzled for a moment.

"There are times when you don't understand?" Rong Fan showed a little complacency.

"Please enlighten me, Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng hastily bowed and cupped his hands.

"Phantom poison." Rong Fan raised his hand, "When he wakes up, he will only think that he is in a dream."

"It's really amazing skills! Your Majesty's such ability, I am very impressed, and I am all over the ground!" Fu Qiufeng sighed with emotion.

"Don't be too happy, since he has confessed the mastermind, the case is not over yet." Rong Fan patted Fu Qiufeng's shoulder casually, and something fell off when he loosened his fingers.

Fu Qiufeng reached out to take it, and saw it was a brand new square token with the words "Shuangrentai" engraved on the front.