Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

Rong Fan stared at Fu Qiufeng, his throat was a little tight, a bright moon hung behind Fu Qiufeng, and the clear and shocking "Zhao" floated above his head, surrounded by black mist, and gradually disappeared after a while.

A bright silver moonlight fell on Fu Qiufeng's shoulders, making his crouching figure on the top of the wall mysterious and elegant, but with an indelible ominous aura.

Rong Fan didn't dare to act rashly, he was used to being alone every time he came here, so he had to try his best to ignore Fu Qiufeng's insults that were deliberately lowered when he heard it, he had seen many times the black numbers popping up above other people's heads, such as two three just for him Dissatisfied, but Jiu just wants him to die, and wants him to vacate this dragon chair.

He has avoided countless death threats by relying on this intuitive warning, but he has never faced the word "Zhao" so closely. The civil and military court ladies and eunuchs of the Manchu Dynasty did not have so much resentment... Rong Yan couldn't help it Wrapped in a robe, I thought that this person came here to talk nonsense without knowing him, so I hated him so much at the first sight?What a mocking look on his face.

Fu Qiufeng saw that Rong Fen was in a daze under the tree on the palace wall, wrapping up his clothes tightly on a cool March night, he couldn't help thinking that he was indeed a fragile male favorite, so he stopped caring about Rong Fen, put his hands on the wall, and concentrated on finding where the assassin came from .

At this moment, a slight vibration came from the ground through the palace wall.

"Be careful!" Fu Qiufeng shouted coldly, leaning on the top of the wall, raised his legs and swept towards Rong Fan.

Rong Fan only saw a cold light rise from the ground, then dust splashed everywhere, a knife slammed into the tree trunk with a bang on his waist.

Fu Qiufeng only took a step forward when a crossbow arrow screamed from the mountain. He dodged and pulled Rong Fan back, holding the arrow body firmly before the tip of the arrow was close to his heart.

Rong Fan's waist lightened, he stood firm and looked down, the jade hanging rope in the middle of the belt was cut off by the knife just now, and the skirt of the clothes was also torn, but he didn't feel any pain, so he couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief, if Fu Qiufeng didn't kick it away The assassin's knife, I am afraid that he will be disembowelled by now.

Fu Qiufeng clicked his tongue, disgusted that Rong Ping didn't take advantage of hiding behind the tree just now, and seeing him with lingering fear, glanced at his waist, threw his arm away and sneered, "What are you afraid of? Anyway, you are Serving His Majesty, there is no need."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan gritted his teeth and slowly pulled out a weak and innocent smile: "Thank you for saving my life, the knight, but unfortunately the assassin has already escaped, if the guards in the distance are alarmed, I'm afraid the knight will not be able to get away, if you can trust me... To repay your mere Xiaoke, you might as well follow me back to the palace to avoid the limelight."

Fu Qiufeng felt that his sincerity was not very sincere, so he pinched hard to break the shaft of the arrow in his hand, threw the tail of the arrow on the ground and stuck it into the soil, and held the tip of the arrow with his backhand: "He has no chance of alarming the guards, you just stay here Wait for me to come back, or you will die too."

His words didn't sound like a joke, Rong Fan nodded in order to delay the time, Fu Qiufeng leaped to the shadowy rockery silently like a ghost, Rong Fan raised his hand and pressed it against the palace wall, and quietly released a signal from his sleeve to summon the hidden guards.

Rong Fan's martial arts is not very good, the assassin has the ability to hide in the ground, once he escapes from sight, it is difficult for him to track, but not long after, Fu Qiufeng landed lightly with the assassin's collar.

"Do you know who he is?" Fu Qiufeng asked and searched his body, found out the poison, smoke bomb dagger and three throwing knives, lifted the assassin's wrist guard and removed the hand crossbow, neatly dismantled the crossbow string, and threw it away all over the place.

"I don't know." Rong Fan shook his head.

"This kind of waste can also break into the palace. The male pets kept in the palace are all foxes with nine lives. Aren't they afraid of death?" Fu Qiufeng said in a disappointed tone. After knocking around, he took out a false tooth that was hidden with poison, and then he remembered why he had to work for the emperor here.

"The chivalrous man seems to have a lot of opinions on His Majesty's young master." Seeing that his movements were done in one go, Rong Fan became even more interested in this masked man, pretending to be humble and probing, "To be favored by His Majesty is a blessing from Sanshengxiu point."

Fu Qiufeng glanced at him like someone who was seriously ill and didn't know it, and said to himself that I can testify that only if I committed too many crimes in my previous life would I become such a "son".

Rong Fan carefully grabbed the corner of Fu Qiufeng's clothes, and said pitifully, "I'm so scared, can you send me back to the palace?"

"No." Fu Qiufeng snatched back the corner of his clothes and dusted it off, "I can knock you out, and when the patrolling guards find you, you just say that the two assassins have clashed, and you don't know it. I think the palace guards are so bad, the emperor I don’t think there are any talents who are good at inducing confession and interrogation, at most, I will throw you into the snake pit in a fit of anger.”

Rong Fan: "...Then if the chivalrous man killed the assassin directly and his body sank into the pond, we would treat it as nothing."

Fu Qiufeng was silent for a while: "Is the pond in your palace a mass grave?"

Rong Yan wiped his eye sockets and pretended to be crying, I felt sorry for him: "My life is so miserable, if a chivalrous man doesn't want to kill, can you take me with you?"

"Pretentious." The corners of Fu Qiufeng's mouth twitched. He has been a secret guard for 30 years, and he was also ordered to protect several concubines. He has seen countless beauties, and he would not be confused by Rong Yan's face, and he would strike the back of his neck with his hand .

But Rong Fan quickly put his hands around his wrists.

Fu Qiufeng was slightly taken aback, and instinctively pulled his hand away to distance him, but a green vine came out of Rong Rong's cuff and rushed towards his arm unexpectedly.

"Catch him for me." Rong Yan snorted coldly, "If you want to live, look down on my Frost Blade Platform, just let him experience it for himself."

Fu Qiufeng shook the emerald green vine away, only then did he see clearly that it was not a vine at all, but a poisonous snake with its fangs shining all over its body. Hearing Rong Piao's claim again, he realized in an instant that he was very wrong.

Annoyed, he tore off a piece of his clothes and tied it tightly around his forearm. Today probably won't be in time for leaving the palace. Rong Fan is no longer that mournful character, and is now leisurely retreating a few feet away, with the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, The smile was casual, and there was a mocking coldness in his eyes.

The cold wind came from behind, Fu Qiufeng turned his back on his right hand, and put up two fingers of his left hand to clamp the stabbing sword. The owner of the sword was dressed in dark black clothes, covered with a mask, his eyes were cold and skillful, and the two passed by in the blink of an eye. After more than ten strokes, Fu Qiufeng turned his offensive and retreated to chase Rong Fan.

The dark guard hurriedly went to protect Rong Fan, but Fu Qiufeng turned around and attacked on the way, hitting the dark guard's chest with his palm, knocking off his visor.

The face under the pitch-black iron armor looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. Fu Qiufeng was a little more forgiving while appreciating it, and said with a smile: "Is it the Frost Blade Terrace? Although the experience is still inexperienced, it is barely enough to deal with ordinary assassins, but it is dignified and powerful." Isn't the emperor worthy of a more mature loyal minister?"

Rong Fan's face turned blue, full of murderous intent, Fu Qiufeng put down his words and ran over the courtyard wall, the dark guard coughed twice, and was just about to chase, Rong Fan shook his sleeves and scolded: "Trash! Don't waste your energy, that man dares By provoking me in front of me, not only did you not wash away the shame, but you also allowed him to walk away with ease, and there is no one around me!"

The dark guard showed shame and knelt down to plead guilty: "This subordinate is incompetent, please be punished by the Lord."

Rong Fen raised his head and let out a long sigh of relief, walked up to the dark guard, pressed his shoulder with a little force, and the blood color soon spread.

"When was this injury?" Rong Fan asked softly and gently.

"Three days ago, the knife wound when arresting the important criminal." The dark guard lowered his head and gritted his teeth.

"That kid's wrist was bitten by a snake. Even if he escapes, it will take time to force out the venom. Immediately seal the palace gates and strictly check the vehicles and horses entering and leaving. Then check which servant in the palace has lost his clothes. People in the palace have wounded wrists." Don't let it go, first take it into custody and then interrogate it strictly." Rong Fan ordered one by one.

"Yes." The dark guard took the order, gently raised his left hand, and a small black snake slowly wound around his fingertips, "My lord, your snake."

Rong Fan wiped the blood from his palm on his sleeve, and said in a cold tone, "Master Wei, you came too late, and these orders from me, what do you want me to do for you? when?"

"It's the subordinate's incompetence." Wei Yuan, the secret guard, could only bow his head and admit his mistake.

"There are no incompetent people around me, let me let you go this time." Rong Fan waved his hand, "Go down and do business."

On the way back to Lanxin Pavilion, Fu Qiufeng took off the eunuch's uniform, rolled it up, wrapped it in stones and threw it into the pond. He looked at the strangle marks on his forearm, and gently picked the corner of his mouth.

He didn't have any scars on his wrists, and he was misled by falsehoods to pinch them. Now even if the palace people are investigated, the focus must be on those with wrist injuries. He will not have any suspicions.

Fu Qiufeng stayed up for four consecutive nights. Even though his inner strength was deep, his body that had never exercised could not bear the exhaustion. He made sure that he had eliminated all the evidence, and went back to his bedroom to sleep deeply. Before he could rest for two hours, Was awakened by a noise.

"Your Excellency is wronged! I didn't do anything, why did you arrest me?"

Outside the window, a group of imperial guards were escorting Li Daxiang, he was struggling desperately, seeing Fu Qiufeng coming out with his clothes on, he immediately called for help with snot and tears: "My lord, save this servant!"

"What's going on?" Fu Qiufeng pretended to be puzzled.

"Abduct this person by His Majesty's order. This person is suspected of being an assassin. Please don't stop him, my lord." The head of the guards replied stiffly, and waved to his subordinates, "Take him away!"

"My lord, the maidservant's injury was scalded by the lid of the pot, you have seen it, you have to testify to the maidservant!" Li Daxiang turned his head and begged, "The maidservant is your cow and horse!"

The head of the guard turned his eyes and looked at Fu Qiufeng: "Since you are the witness, please come with us and explain the whole story to His Majesty."

Fu Qiufeng secretly said it was troublesome, but last night he wore a mask and changed his voice, so Rong Fan probably wouldn't recognize him either.

He nodded in agreement, and followed the guards to Tingluan Palace. Li Daxiang's face was ashen. At first, Fu Qiufeng didn't know why he came to the Imperial Concubine's Palace. He didn't understand until he stood in front of the deep pit surrounded by the fence. There was a creepy basin in front of him. .

Countless snakes entangled and swam in the pit, the scales and textures were dazzling, and the hissing sound made air-conditioning against the skin, even the well-informed Fu Qiufeng couldn't help pursing his lips.

Rong Fan was half lying on a soft couch, with maidservants playing fans on the left and right, a row of trembling palace servants kneeling in front of her, and a guard, only Fu Qiufeng stood beside her.

"I told you to catch the assassin, why did you catch my beloved concubine?" Rong Fan looked at Fu Qiufeng with a smile on his face, hooked his fingertips, and the maid gave him a peeled lychee.

Fu Qiufeng's eyebrows trembled, and he knelt down on one knee. Rong Fan's gaze became more piercing. He suddenly recalled, put down his other leg, bowed his head obediently, and bowed to salute: "My minister sees Your Majesty."

"Huh?" Rong Fan snorted dissatisfied.

Fu Qiufeng began to ponder the meaning of this syllable, and the emotion of being with a king is like a tiger emerged again. He thought for a long time, and a flash of inspiration flashed. The three words he used most often were "weichen", "coming person", "recruiting or not". Habits are not so easy to change, and the male servants in the palace don't seem to be of high grade.

"... Caomin see His Majesty?"

"Humph."

Fu Qiufeng's heart beat up after a long absence, Rong Pin's voice was full of dissatisfaction, this emperor was too picky, a man who claimed to have made him 30 years of secret guard experience was useless, he looked up, Rong Pin sat with his legs crossed.

Fu Qiufeng thought about it a few more times, and said with all his might: "I see Your Majesty as a concubine?"

"It's not bad." Rong Fan's face changed from cloudy to sunny, and he patted the place beside him, "The imperial concubine is not in the palace, so come and watch the show with me."

Fu Qiufeng lowered his head and said in distress: "I... my concubine is afraid, and being loved by His Majesty is a blessing that I... my concubine dare not dream about."

Hearing him slurping each mouthful, Rong Fan felt that the sentence pattern sounded familiar again, so she smiled inexplicably and patted her own leg instead: "Since you dare not sit on my couch, then sit on my lap. Throw you down."