Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

Fu Qiufeng understood that Yanshu could not get through this, he pretended not to hear the second half of the sentence, cupped his hands and said earnestly: "I don't dare to claim credit for the responsibility of Shuangrentai, but I have no power to fight back in front of that imperial guard. , I am deeply disturbed, lest there will be dangers in the future, it will be difficult to protect His Majesty, so I am bold and want to ask Your Majesty for a weapon to defend myself."

Rong Fan put one leg up in thought, then nodded: "Okay."

Fu Qiufeng didn't expect him to agree so quickly: "Do you really agree?"

"You are not joking." Rong Fan curled his lips, "Go ahead and rest, I am going to court."

Fu Qiufeng nodded in thanks, Rong Fan got out of bed, took off his outer shirt amidst the dim candlelight of the swaying curtain, when the clothes were thrown off, the shadows of slender fingers fell into Fu Qiufeng's eyes, there was an indescribable strangeness.

His head was still in a daze, and his thoughts were a little numb, so he simply put down the water glass and lay down again. There were rustling sounds in the empty bedroom, which made people fall asleep. Fu Qiufeng closed his eyes little by little, and Rong Yan left again return.

It was the first time Fu Qiufeng saw Rong Yan in court clothes, and he was a little stunned for a moment. The dark black jacket and the crimson lower skirt were exquisitely embroidered without a single wrinkle. With a careless smile.

Rong Fan lifted the hem of his clothes and sat on the bed, pulled up Fu Qiufeng's quilt, casually lifted the beads hanging in front of him with his fingertips, and said softly: "I will come to see you at noon, if you need anything, just call someone."

This solemn and majestic attire made her look younger and more youthful, exuding her own way of doing things all the time, Fu Qiufeng answered "Yes" muffledly wrapped in a quilt, and let himself fall into a deep sleep.

Bixiao Palace is much colder than Fu Qiufeng's previous imagination. It seems that except for the necessary tea and water, even the maids are unwilling to set foot in the palace. The shadow of the sun is gradually shifting. Hunger awakens.

He never pampered himself, sleep is always the best way to recover, after waking up this time, Fu Qiufeng felt that he was alive and kicking again, so he decisively lifted the quilt and moved out of bed, and estimated the time from the light and shadow through the window.

"Come here." Fu Qiufeng sat down at the table, took back his token, poured a glass of water and summoned the maid, "Do you have any clean clothes?"

The maid blessed her body, and came back holding the tray in a short time, and stepped back in front of Fu Qiufeng without daring to raise her head.

Fu Qiufeng shook off the new set of clothes and was about to change, but after a closer look, the light purple gown was paired with a tulle cloak, and the hem and matching silver hairpins were all orchids. The next section is used as a headband to tie up the hair, and the silver hairpin can be used as a concealed weapon when necessary. After washing, go out and go straight to the Frost Blade Terrace.

As soon as he entered the gate of the Frost Blade Terrace, all eyes were on him. Fu Qiufeng subconsciously slandered whether the clothes were so fluffy. Wei Yuan.

"Commander Wei." Fu Qiufeng greeted, and took the bowls and chopsticks by himself, "Do you mind if I have a bowl of noodles in clear soup?"

Wei Yuan's eyes widened a little, and he looked at Fu Qiufeng in surprise: "You... I heard that you bravely rushed into the scene of fire and was seriously injured and unconscious. It was so horrible that even the Lord was moved by it, and personally carried you back to Bixiao Palace."

Fu Qiufeng: "...Who said that?"

"The secret guard on duty yesterday." Wei Yuan controlled his expression, "Just as long as you are free, the Lord just left and left a message to go back to Bixiao Palace."

"I'm not here to look for His Majesty." Fu Qiufeng's forehead was throbbing with veins, "I'm here to look for some information in the Archives and Library Pavilion."

"With your token, you are only entitled to look at the first floor." Wei Yuan was business-like, "I can't make the decision to open the door for you."

"I understand." Fu Qiufeng nodded, "We'll talk after eating."

Fu Qiufeng didn't want to inquire about too confidential things, he needed a more detailed understanding of the faction situation in North Korea and China, and there was no more suitable place than the Frost Blade Terrace.

After a meal of clear noodle soup, he finally calmed down the fatigue caused by his hunger. He walked through the courtyard to go to the archives warehouse, when he heard three hidden guards squatting under a tree chatting, with metal masks hanging on their belts. One of them was holding a plate of peanuts, talking in full swing.

Fu Qiufeng shook his head quietly. This vibrant scene does not look like a secret guard organization. His secret cabinet once brought fear and death to others, and his deadly spirit never left the secret guard. Fu Qiufeng suddenly felt that he was out of place. Just as he was about to leave, he heard them mentioning himself again.

"At this moment, at the critical moment! Mr. Fu jumped up with a roar, his body was like a dragon, his eyes were firm, and he ignored the raging flames as nothing, and just turned into the sea of ​​flames under the high temperature. God man! The bunch of maids and eunuchs around me are dumbfounded, they look at me and you, no one dares to move, Hui Yixuan is still crackling..."

"Tang Miao, isn't it?" Fu Qiufeng came to the tree without knowing when, and interrupted coolly, "Would you like me to tell His Majesty that you watched me rush into the fire to save you, and you were watching outside? It’s not a case of dereliction of duty.”

Tang Miao jumped up and tore off his lower armor, snapped it back on his face, bowed and confessed: "Your Majesty Fu, there are a lot of people, all of which were made up by my subordinates just now! My subordinates ran into Chong Weiwei on the way here, and inquired about the situation. This is a waste of time, and I absolutely dare not neglect my duties."

"Go do your work." Fu Qiufeng waved his hand to let the two hidden guards who were listening to the story disperse, "Did His Majesty punish you?"

Tang Miao followed Fu Qiufeng very dog-leggedly, and flattered him, "Why didn't you punish me? Your Majesty got angry and deducted three months' salary from me."

"Not giving you thirty lashes, that's not anger, it's kindness." Fu Qiufeng sneered.

"There are less than 30 people in our Frost Blade Terrace Headquarters, including civil servants and prison guards. It's not worthwhile to take a vacation after the fight." Tang Miao sneered, "My lord, you passed out last night. Your Majesty was in a hurry. I have been in the Frost Blade Terrace for a year, and I have never seen him worry about anyone."

Fu Qiufeng imagined that his face was full of anxiety and worry, which frightened him enough, and he thought it was Tang Miao who was exaggerating again: "Is your majesty here for the matter of the forbidden army last night?"

"My lord knows things like a god. The identity of the Imperial Guard is indeed suspicious, and Zhou Jieyu's personal maid has always known that the two are related and helped cover it up. If this spreads, hey..." Tang Miao pursed his lips subtly.

"The maid is still there?" Fu Qiufeng was thoughtful.

Tang Miao said: "Yes, her master is dead, she doesn't want to live anymore, she will do anything, please let her go down to accompany her master, she is a loyal girl."

"Leave her for a few days first." Fu Qiufeng made a wrong step and walked towards the dungeon. Hearing that Tang Miao was not as serious as Wei Yuan, he asked casually, "Where did you work before coming to Shuangrentai?"

"Following General Shen to fight at the border, Chief Shen recommended me to come to Shuangrentai, and the conditions of the capital are better." Tang Miao sighed, "Oh no, there are tasks tonight, I have to prepare, Mr. Fu, you can do whatever you want, come down." This is the first time we have a chance to have a drink together."

Fu Qiufeng had a headache when he listened to wine now, Tang Miao finally showed his secret guard's ability to come and go without a trace, and disappeared without a trace. Fu Qiufeng had no time to ask who General Shen was, so he had to go to the dungeon first.

He took a pen and paper, and in the dungeon, he saw a disheartened maid with her hands tied behind her back. The girl raised her head and asked, "When will you kill me?"

Fu Qiufeng freed his hands for her, and put his pen and ink: "Do something for me. After the task is completed, I can satisfy you with whatever way you want to die."

……

When Rong Fan got out of the Frost Blade Terrace, he had already delayed a lot of time. He promised to see Fu Qiufeng at noon, but it was already afternoon, and the medicine from the Tai Hospital must have been prepared and delivered.

As soon as he returned to Bixiao Palace, he saw two maids kneeling in front of the palace door trembling, pleading: "This servant deserves to die. I don't know when Mr. Fu will leave... Your Majesty please spare me!"

"When did he wake up?" Rong Fan said displeased, "I can't stand a living person, trash."

"Returning to Your Majesty, Mr. Fu woke up shortly after three o'clock. He asked for clothes, but the slaves did not dare to come close to serve him. Afterwards...Your Majesty disappeared." The maid sobbed, "The medicine slaves of the Imperial Hospital have just been sent away. Lanxin Pavilion."

Rong Fan snorted coldly, entered the main hall and went back to his room to change his court clothes. A scarlet poisonous snake wrapped around the beam was hung upside down, and he touched it casually: "Hey, go back to Tingluan Palace, I don't have any meat to eat here."

The maids at the gate of the hall faintly heard Rong Fin's soft voice, their faces were all pale, for fear that Rong Fen would feed them to snakes.

When Rong Fan walked out of the main hall, he glanced at the two of them, waved his sleeves and said, "Go away, ask Feng Ji to send the booklet to Lanxin Pavilion, I won't go back to Bixiao Palace tonight."

The two court ladies saved their lives, kowtowed to thank them and quickly withdrew.

Fu Qiufeng read the information he wanted on the Shuangren Terrace, and only remembered to go back to the Lanxin Pavilion when the twilight fell. He was basically sure about getting Eunuch Yang to confess. After all, the queen was in charge of the harem. The concubine is the current master of the harem, and now he is short of a reason to take someone on the spot.

And he has been the leader of the secret cabinet for 30 years, and he is best at producing evidence and compiling reasons for the emperor's unspoken killing intent.

He walked and thought, walking like flying, entered the Lanxin Pavilion, stepped up the steps and pushed open the door.

Then he paused his hand and turned his head slightly.

Rong Fan sat on the ponytail in the yard, resting his chin, smiling and staring at him with great interest.

"Concubine Ai recovered so quickly." Rong Fan said softly.

Fu Qiufeng's eyelids twitched, he always tended to ignore Rong Fan's aura, obviously Rong Fan had been sitting here for a long time, he laughed dryly, cupped his hands and said: "Bixiao Palace is His Majesty's bedroom, I dare not stay longer, so this is not Say goodbye."

"You left soon, what about this afternoon?" Rong Fan asked.

"The minister went to the Frost Blade Terrace and was planning to interrogate Eunuch Yang." Fu Qiufeng told the truth.

"My concubine persists in her official duties despite her illness. I'm really moved." Rong Fan narrowed his eyes, and then said sharply, "I also waited in the Lanxin Pavilion all afternoon, worrying if my concubine still had a fever and would faint , the medicine in the Tai Hospital is cold and hot again, the medicine is not as effective as before, what should I do, I am very anxious, from the bright sky to the first lights, the concubine still does not come back."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Fu Qiufeng just wants to ask for forgiveness, you are more like a concubine than me.

"I'm afraid I don't care about the gift I prepared for my concubine." Rong Fan took out a long and flat wooden box from his sleeve, and was about to throw it into the water tank.

Fu Qiufeng rushed up and knelt down on one knee, respectfully grabbed the wooden box with both hands: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your permission!"

"Open it and have a look." Rong Fan said with a smile.

Fu Qiufeng opened the lock, and saw that the box was covered with black velvet, and a dagger about six or seven inches was lying quietly inside. The sheath was inlaid with blood-red gemstones, bordered with gold thread, luxurious and beautiful, Fu Qiufeng's heart beat a little faster, He didn't care whether the weapons were gorgeous or not, swords always reminded him of the past when he was young, and short knives and daggers could calm him down more.

He clenched his fingers, tried to suppress his emotions, held the handle of the knife, and gently pulled out the scabbard.

...without a blade.

Fu Qiufeng pressed it back, and pulled it out again. It was supposed to be a single-edged dagger, but it didn't have a blade at all. It was just very gorgeous, and it didn't even have a sharp edge.

"My concubine doesn't know martial arts. If I bring a weapon, if the enemy snatches it, it will endanger me instead." Rong Fan said very logically, "Just wear a dagger as a deterrent, and it will show my love for you even more. .”

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Rong Fan took the ornament and retaliated against him for stuffing the ink fountain. He tore open the skirt of his clothes and stuffed the cold dagger into his bosom. Seeing Fu Qiufeng's agitation, he wanted to speak but stopped being depressed, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. come out.

"Be my sword." Rong Fan stood up, brushed off his sleeves, and smiled with inexhaustible arrogance, "Until my desire is fulfilled, no matter whether there is a front or no front, I will never give up. What happened last night, I will not let it happen again."

Fu Qiufeng's resentment and excitement were stuck in his throat. The late emperor he followed had never said such a thing. He had no reference for a while and didn't know how to reply. He just stood up silently, pondered for a moment, and asked: "What happened last night... Do you want to thoroughly investigate the relationship network of concubines in the palace!"

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan said angrily, "Go and drink the medicine!"