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When Rong Fan heard this, he was silent for a long time, he was a bit arrogant at first, he felt that even though he was stalking, but he told you clearly, there was nothing wrong with him, but Fu Qiufeng was so clear and straightforward, which made him feel awkward instead.

Fu Qiufeng didn't care about Rong's eavesdropping. After all, if it was him, he would not be able to stay in the room honestly under the addition of curiosity and professional habits of suspicion. He must listen to what Xiang Guogong has to say.

It's just that he stood by the table and roughly recalled the route to the back garden just now, but he didn't think of anything unusual and noticed that someone was following him.

"Your Majesty has a clear eye, accurate judgment, high martial arts, and I admire you." Fu Qiufeng praised half-truthfully, and he was even a little relieved that Rong Fen was able to avoid his eyes and ears. It is indeed commendable.

"...Hmph." Rong Fan snorted sullenly, "Sit down and eat."

"Yes." Fu Qiufeng sat down as he said, "Your Majesty, I would like to know why you summoned your ministers into the palace in the first place? Was it known in advance?"

Rong Fan raised his eyes and glanced lightly: "It's just a whim, I didn't even know you before the palace banquet."

Fu Qiufeng became more and more confused, shook his head and said, "That's strange."

He searched for the memories belonging to Fu Qiufeng, but couldn't find any clues. Fu Qiufeng was just an ordinary and unfavored bastard, and he didn't seem to have any unusual secrets to speak of.

Fu Qiufeng pondered for a moment, then changed his mind, and suddenly said tentatively: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid that your spur of the moment is not because of the opportunity, because you have taken a fancy to the talent of the minister at the palace banquet."

Rong Fan paused while holding the chopsticks, then raised his head to look at Fu Qiufeng, and slowly showed a smile full of interest: "Didn't I say that you look like an old friend."

"Is there anyone in the world that His Majesty can't get?" Fu Qiufeng felt a little interest in his heart and couldn't help asking.

"Leading curiosity to explore the truth is often accompanied by fatal danger." Rong Yan narrowed his eyes and threatened.

"I'm already in danger." Fu Qiufeng said methodically, "Since the enemies hiding in the dark need me to enter the palace, they must want to use me to achieve some purpose. Who is this minister like? Maybe there is something in it. key clue."

"Impossible." Rong Fan categorically denied, and he put down his chopsticks, "I am the only one who has seen him...only one time, and he is dead, so you can give up this idea."

"Let His Majesty never forget it just once?" Fu Qiufeng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Rong Fan's expression slowly turned cold, and he warned him briefly: "Fu Qiufeng."

"I'm guilty." Fu Qiufeng bowed his head obediently, and stopped entanglement.

The atmosphere of this meal was a little dull. The drizzle was falling intermittently outside the window, and the occasional sound of cups and plates clashing was clear and quiet in the rain. Rong Fan stood by the window for a long time, with his hands behind his back, and his posture was casual. Fu Qiufeng used his peripheral vision to quietly Looking at him, I always feel that his back is set against the dark sky, like a lonely swallow lying in its nest under the eaves, gradually exuding an indescribable loneliness.

"Your Majesty, when are we going back to the palace?" Fu Qiufeng asked him aloud.

"Zhen, I know you are different." Rong Fan stretched out his hand to touch the window lattice, and said abruptly, "It is my selfishness and willfulness to let you enter the palace. I have lost too much, and I just want to get back something familiar. , but I failed, you are just you, you can't be anyone's substitute, and you don't need to."

"Haven't you ever thought of letting the minister sleep?" Fu Qiufeng turned back to this question again, "If you are familiar with this face..."

"I never thought of having anyone serve me!" Rong Fan turned around and said angrily, "You are not allowed to mention the word "serve me in the future!"

"Your Majesty, calm down." Fu Qiufeng quickly agreed, "Your Majesty obeys the order."

"Don't be too self-righteous, I'm not interested in your face." Rong Fan gritted his teeth impatiently, and Fu Qiufeng's tepid tone and attitude that had nothing to do with him made him feel suffocated even more, "Don't you care?"

Fu Qiufeng thought about what he cared about, should he give his face tattoos something different?He felt confused, so he cupped his hands firmly: "I will never be moved by foreign objects, it's just a skin, no matter who you look like, it doesn't matter, my ability is a unique sharp blade."

Rong Fan's words of reproach choked in his throat, he looked at Fu Qiufeng with a frank and confident face, and suddenly felt that there was no need to say any more.

The rainwater under the window sill gathered into a stream, flowing along the bricks and stones to the distance, he and Fu Qiufeng looked at each other, Fu Qiufeng's eyes were always calm and clear, and the stubborn and complicated emotions in his heart suddenly flowed away slowly, a little self-deprecating I am far from calm enough.

"I have an idea." Rong Yan rubbed the center of his brows, restrained his emotions and talked about the business, "How is the defense in the Duke's mansion?"

"They are all ordinary guards, and there are no masters." Fu Qiufeng continued, "...intuition."

"If Fu Jingze's life is threatened, will the Lord Xiangguo really increase the defense of the mansion?" Rong Fan pondered, "Now I want to rely on the power of Lord Xiangguo, so naturally I can't tear myself apart with him. You must know the state of Xiangguo You have to hide something, you can only use deceit."

Fu Qiufeng followed his direction and thought for a while, then said in a low voice, "Do the old trick again."

Rong Fan smiled with satisfaction: "Qing really understands me."

"Your Majesty is resourceful." Fu Qiufeng said modestly.

The two had a plan, and immediately left the Duke's Mansion and returned to the Frost Blade Terrace. Wei Yuan was currently looking at the map and preparing to deploy defenses in the dark area of ​​Beishan Spring Hunt.

Fu Qiufeng went to find Yang Huai's confession, and read it again carefully. After Fu Qiufeng noticed the conversation, Yang Huai caught up with Fu Qiufeng who fled, and pushed him into the pond. The confession was very detailed, and there was nothing missing. Fu Qiufeng For the time being, there is no evidence to connect the person who threatened Duke Xiang with the mysterious person who ordered Yang Huai. If these two forces are different, then this capital city is really a mixed bag, and the situation is changing.

Fu Qiufeng felt that the Frost Blade Terrace had a long way to go. He caught an assassin in the dungeon who sneaked into the imperial kitchen and wanted to poison him. He went to do his job as a civil servant, recording confessions, writing reports, binding files and sealing the files. After dinner, he passed Tianyuan Gate, and found that the harem seemed to be a little lively, but he had no interest in concubines, so he went back to Lanxin Pavilion.

Those new clothes had been sorted by Xiaoyuanzi, Fu Qiufeng took off his coat and hung it back on the hanger, took the dagger out of his left hand and held it in his hand, unfastened his belt as he walked, stood still by the side of the bed, looked up, and saw a pair of clothes hanging from the bed curtain. The deep eyes that stared straight at him, and the creepy long hair scattered on his face.

There was no candle in the bedroom, Fu Qiufeng raised his eyebrows suddenly, subconsciously put his thumb against the dagger and pushed it away, revealing the shiny but impractical blade, slightly spread the five fingers of his right hand, and took a step back with one leg.

……murderous look!

The person on the bed shuddered, and the frightening aura was fleeting, but at that moment, it seemed that thousands of sharp knives had pierced into the bone marrow.

Just at this moment, Xiao Yuanzi stepped into the bedroom, lit the candles under the lampshade at the door, and when the warm light came on, Fu Qiufeng discovered that this person deliberately hid behind the shadow of the bed curtain, with disheveled hair and tilted head, and was using the quilt The person who covers half of his face and only shows his eyes is Rong Pin.

"Mother hello!" Xiao Yuanzi saw Rong Yan sitting on the bed, and exclaimed in shock, then quickly knelt down and saluted, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, when did you come?"

"The people here in Qing are not vigilant at all." Rong Fan threw off the quilt and got out of bed, brushed his hair behind him, moved his fingers secretly, glanced at Fu Qiufeng's tense back of his hand, and teased, "The posture is good. "

Fu Qiufeng waved his right hand to Xiao Yuanzi to let him go down, then slowly closed the dagger, put it under the pillow, pretended to be surprised, and let out a long breath: "What are you doing? You scared me, if you get excited at the moment , what should I do if I hurt you?"

"You really didn't notice that I was here?" Rong Pin rubbed his neck and looked sideways at Fu Qiufeng. Judging from the reaction he observed behind the bed curtain, Fu Qiufeng probably didn't notice it, so Fu Qiufeng must have been following him in the Duke's mansion. I really don't know.

"If I find Your Majesty, why would I want to draw out my dagger to defend myself?" Fu Qiufeng said sincerely, "However, I don't know martial arts. I was so frightened just now that I forgot to draw my sword."

Rong Fan compared Fu Qiufeng's hand gestures, then snorted twice: "Did you really forget to draw your sword? I think it's a way to watch the surroundings, be flexible, and look for opportunities to kill with one blow."

"I'm just a civil servant, and I've learned the posture of the hidden guard of the Frost Blade Terrace. It's nothing more than a show." Fu Qiufeng said calmly, with his hands behind his back.

Rong Fan was [-]% skeptical and [-]% trustworthy, but he was not in a hurry to test Fu Qiufeng for a while. He smiled leisurely and enjoyed the process. He lifted a stool and sat down, and raised his hand to pass the hair tie to Fu Qiufeng.

Fu Qiufeng picked up the wooden comb from the mirror stand, thought for a while, then retreated and said, "Your servant asked Xiao Yuanzi to come?"

"I want you to comb it." Rong Pin raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "I have worked so hard to see Qing's brave and fearless appearance, shouldn't Qing give me something in return?"

Fu Qiufeng slandered Rong Fan's rogue logic, he was frightened and tempted for no reason, and he wanted to apologize to Rong Fan.

"Then please forgive my clumsy hands and feet, Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng reached out to pick up Rong Pin's somewhat messy long hair, and inadvertently tore a few of them, which was much more comfortable, and then received a cold warning from Rong Pin turning around.

The scattered black hair is cold and smooth to the touch, like silk with a good texture. It is easy to smooth those tangled strands of hair. Fu Qiufeng started to do things seriously, holding a handful of hair, and using a wooden comb in his right hand to slowly comb from bottom to top. Comb it high, and use your fingertips to gather the hair falling from the temples and forehead, and finally use a hair tie to tie it into a tall and neat ponytail like him.

He took a few steps back to look at the effect. There was no broken hair left behind. He was very satisfied with the effect, and went around to admire it, and clapped his hands involuntarily.

Rong Fan asked, "How?"

Fu Qiufeng said seriously: "The demeanor of an emperor is not angry but mighty."

Rong Fan only felt that his scalp was tense, and he felt a little tired from wearing court clothes and crowns. Before he could go to the mirror stage to have a look, Xiao Yuanzi hurried over, bowed his head and said: "Your Majesty, my son, the noble concubine of the Luan Palace coming."

"Let her in." Rong Fan responded.

"Yes." Xiao Yuanzi took the order, raised his head before leaving, then looked at Rong Fan with a face full of astonishment, he was taken aback before hurried down, almost tripping over the threshold.

Shangguan Yu came very quickly, without a maid, and passed by Xiao Yuanzi. She was dressed in a long purple dress that was noble and elegant, and the pearls adorning her hair were shining brightly. She roughly looked around the room and asked: "Where is Your Majesty? My palace has something important to report."

Fu Qiufeng pointed to Rong Zhen who was standing in front of the mirror stand with his back facing Shangguan Yu looking in the mirror.

Rong Fan sighed deeply, turned around, and tightened his collar: "Oh, I haven't been to Tingluan Palace for a few days, don't you even recognize me?"

Shangguan Yu covered his mouth to hold back a smile, and looked at the face with high tufted hair that exposed his forehead. The ends of those slender eyebrows were slightly raised, which matched the bewitching eyes very well. Covered by loose hair, there is less laziness and charm between frowns and smiles, and more chic and heroic.

Fu Qiufeng thanked himself in his heart for his craftsmanship, which turned an emperor who was more like a concubine into a decent person who was pleasing to the eye.

"Oh, I'm really blind." Shangguan Yu saluted with a smile, "Your Majesty is heroic and heroic, and your son has a serious demeanor. It really makes a little girl like me feel ashamed to look at him directly."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Pin was very self-aware of his appearance, he could hear the jokes in Shangguan Yu's words, he raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "What's the matter?"

"I'm afraid Mr. Fu won't listen well to our women's affairs." Shangguan Yu said softly.

"I will leave now." Fu Qiufeng cupped his hands.

"No need." Rong Fan stopped him, "Shangguan, I have already given him the token of the Shuangrentai to record events, and I can trust him."

Shangguan Yu slowly turned his eyes and stared at Fu Qiufeng probingly. She could change between soft and sharp so freely that Fu Qiufeng couldn't help but hold his breath.

"How much do you trust?" Shangguan Yu smiled unabated, "How much is it worth to Wei Yuan?"

"It's not the same person, each has its own merits and strengths, so there's no need to compare." Rong Fan said flatly,

"Forget it, it's different now, there are so many people around you, you don't need me to save you." Shangguan Yu sat down opposite Rong Jing, raised his legs, and rested his chin with his slender fingers, "It's still from the harem." Trouble, Chu Jieyu and Han Zhaorong are in the Luan Palace, begging me to uphold justice with you."

Fu Qiufeng stood behind Rongpin, from Shangguan Yu's no longer concealed posture and self-proclaimed, it was enough to see that she was also some kind of collaborator of Rongpin, and she had a long history.

Rong Fan pondered for a moment, then asked blankly, "Have I seen them?"

Shangguan Yu sighed quietly: "Two months ago, you said that Chu Jieyu played the piano well."

"...It's her, the daughter of the governor of Hezhou." Only then did Rong Fan remember, "What justice is there?"

"Chu Jieyu came to complain three days ago in panic, saying that she accidentally found a wooden doll with His Majesty's name on it under her bed. Someone must be trying to frame her. I told her to pretend she didn't know and stay put." Shangguan Yu said , "Today Han Zhaorong took people to search for the wooden doll, and she insisted that it was Han Zhaorong's intentional layout, but Han Zhaorong refused to admit it."

Rong Fan didn't seem interested: "What kind of puppet, can you carve it?"

"How should I put it?" Shangguan Yu's expression was subtle, "It's hard to say whether it's good or not, men should think it's good."

Fu Qiufeng had been listening from behind, and couldn't help but tilt his head to avoid fluctuations in his expression under Rong Xing's strange focus and Shangguan Yu's strange reply.

He heard it familiarly, and suddenly remembered that this happened in the middle and late stages of "The Secret History of Jin Luan". At first, there was no evidence, and the two concubines were just superficial friends, visiting each other.

It may be that Chu Jieyu deliberately let Han Zhaorong see the doll and then go to Tingluan Palace to report secretly, or it may be that Han Zhaorong quietly put down and wanted to frame it, but was discovered by Chu Jieyu and reported to Tingluan Palace in time.

In the book, Concubine Xian and Concubine Gui are in charge of the trial together. When they searched the two palaces to find relevant evidence and witnesses, a cleaning maid interrogated by Concubine Xian showed her flaws and confessed in a panic, saying that Chu Jieyu deliberately hid the doll to frame Han Zhaorong. The words on the note tied to the doll were what Chu Jieyu ordered her to write down, and a comparison of the handwriting proved to be the case.

After the concubine Xian reported to Rong Fan, Rong Fan was furious and betrayed Chu Jieyu and was banned for three years, and rumors gradually spread in the palace that Chu Jieyu was the concubine's person, which caused the concubine to be criticized.

While Fu Qiufeng was thinking about it, he secretly observed Rong Fan, Rong Fan didn't intend to get angry at all, instead he said speechlessly: "Is there a distinction between men and women?"

Shangguan Yu fumbled in his loose sleeve pocket, and took out a light-colored wooden figurine the size of a palm, with its head and limbs stretched out, some rough carving marks, and a rope wrapped around its neck, Shangguan Yu took it off again. Put the note on the table, the word "璲" is written very wide, rusty and distorted, it seems that I have never practiced calligraphy.

Rong Pin didn't understand, so he thought that's it, Shangguan Yu put the doll flat on the table, and took his hands away. In an instant, Rong Pin and Fu Qiufeng, who were watching, understood that it was the back just now.

The puppet has a narrow and upturned eye carved on its face. Due to poor technique, it looks more like a funny smile. A column sticks out from between the legs, which is very long.

Fu Qiufeng pursed his lips. He had undergone hard training so he would never laugh, but he still couldn't help but glanced at Rongpin's lower body.

Rong Fan was stunned for a moment, and quickly averted his eyes between crying and laughing, and met Fu Qiufeng's light scrutiny again, and became angry from embarrassment: "If you look around again, I will goug your eyes!"

"I know the crime, but I dare not." Fu Qiufeng said, looking up at the ceiling.

Rong Fen coughed dryly: "Hurry up and burn it, it's an eyesore, what a shame."

"Han Zhaorong accused Chu Jieyu of using witchcraft to disturb His Majesty's mind, in an attempt to gain His Majesty's favor again." Shangguan Yu kept pressing the corners of his upturned lips, and said seriously, "It must be thoroughly investigated and severely punished."

"I still think that one of them wants to kill me." Rong Fan swept the thing off the table with a flick of his sleeve.

Shangguan Yu bent down and took it back, and said with a smile: "Witch Gu can't be careless. It is said that this puppet represents His Majesty, and it is related to His Majesty's majesty. If it breaks, it will be serious, isn't it, young master?"

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Fu Qiufeng said in his heart that he should not take me with him anymore, since Rong Fan doesn't want anyone to sleep with him, it doesn't matter if he breaks up.

Rong Fan said helplessly: "Shangguan, you go back quickly, I don't have time to take care of this matter."

Fu Qiufeng hesitated for a moment, but still asked: "Your Majesty, is the Xian Concubine also investigating?"

"She was invited by Han Zhaorong, and she really wants to investigate together." Shangguan Yu said.

"Forgive me for talking too much." Fu Qiufeng frowned and said cautiously, "Is Chu Jieyu one of your people?"

Shangguan Yu was very keen, and immediately heard that there was something in Fu Qiufeng's words, and his beautiful face suddenly sank: "What do you know? It's okay to just say it."

"I came across the same handwriting by chance when I checked the palace records." Fu Qiufeng picked up the note on the table and found an excuse to remind, "It's the maid named 'Chun Ling' in Chu Jieyu's palace."

Shangguan Yu slightly frowned, and suddenly realized: "Chu Jieyu is not mine...but Han Zhaorong belongs to Concubine Xian! This is Concubine Xian's trap."

"Your Majesty, you might as well arrest Chunling and bring her to justice immediately." Fu Qiufeng suggested in a low voice, "As long as you control her first, you can turn back the general."

Shangguan Yu thought for a moment, stood up and cupped his hands to Fu Qiufeng, and said solemnly: "This time I owe you a favor, thank you, and leave."

She left quickly, Fu Qiufeng was not in the center of the palace fight, and he could feel the constant undercurrent of scheming in the harem from Shangguan Yu's words.

"Your Majesty, have you and the imperial concubine known each other for a long time?" Fu Qiufeng asked softly, he expected that even if he didn't speak, Rong Zhen would probably have something to ask.

"I was rescued by her when I fled to the border of the Li country." Rong Fan raised an index finger, and Mo Dou climbed up around his wrist, "All my skills are taught by her."

Fu Qiufeng thought about it for a moment, Rong Yan's skill is so high, it seems that he has not learned any of Shangguan Yu's exquisite swordsmanship, but he rationally did not say this.

Rong Fan let out a sigh: "Can you play chess?"

Fu Qiufeng said cautiously: "Maybe not as good as Zhou Jieyu's."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan didn't know if Fu Qiufeng had no one to compare with, but he was deliberately sarcastic: "I want to wait for the news from the Duke's mansion, and play a few games with me, just to pass the time, don't take it too seriously."

Fu Qiufeng nodded, found the chessboard, and played chess with Rong Fan.

He said it was not as good as Zhou Jieyu's, and Rong Pin still had some modest expectations from him, but after winning a few rounds with no effort, Rong Pin stacked up the sunspots one by one, and suggested: "...do you want to win?" Who is higher than who?"

The waiting time was always difficult. Two hours passed, and there was a sound from the window. Fu Qiufeng raised his head and saw Tang Miao, the dark guard who fell from the roof to the window sill, breathing slightly.

Rong Fan was explaining the endgame to him, trying to improve his chess skills. Fu Qiufeng had no interest in playing chess. He looked at the window several times. Tang Miao squatted quietly on the window sill, looking into the room, a little hesitant, hesitant to speak. Stop, the silence of the fans.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for a while, and only Rong Fan spoke, and his voice became sharper. Fu Qiufeng cleared his throat and said, "Tang Miao is back."

"I'll be right back..." Rong Fan patted the table and turned to find Tang Miao, "Have you got the news? Why didn't you come in?"

Tang Miao was taken aback, then jumped into the room, patted his chest, then bowed his hands and saluted, "Excuse me for my poor eyesight, I thought it was Young Master Fu who was studying with his chess teacher, but I didn't dare to step forward. I really didn't expect it to be Your Majesty."

Rong Fan really didn't expect such a big change when he changed his hairstyle, even the hidden guards didn't dare to admit it, he was a little annoyed, and snorted coldly: "I didn't expect your eyes to be so useless, taking up space for nothing."

Tang Miao grinned secretly, knelt down decisively on one knee, took out an arrow and a roll of paper from his back and presented it: "This subordinate is incompetent, this subordinate is convicted, and this subordinate got the arrow branch that threatened Duke Xiang. And note, I hope His Majesty will spare your life."

Fu Qiufeng got up and went forward to take two things. Rong Pin was sullen and unhappy, and stretched out his hand to tear off the hair tie. His black hair spread out like a sloping waterfall. Her hair was tucked behind her ears, and she raised her head and stared at Fu Qiufeng in displeasure.

Fu Qiufeng was stunned for a moment, his eyes stopped on Rong Fen, the dim shadow of the lamp on the table set off against the fair cheeks under the temples of Rong Fen, and it was a style he was familiar with, he couldn't tell which was better, but in the end It is the appearance that is now more natural.

At this moment of daze, the hand that was supposed to hold the arrow was two inches away, and Tang Miao let go of it just in time. Fu Qiufeng missed it, and the arrow fell to the ground, and he woke up suddenly with a clang.

"Cough." Fu Qiufeng quickly bent down to pick it up, "My hand slipped."

Rong Fan's expression changed from gloomy to sunny, and his smile deepened. Leaning on the table, he said narrowly, "Is it really that simple? This is the crime of deceiving the emperor."

"I have no other intentions." Fu Qiufeng made a serious face, took the note and unfolded it, and saw a line written on it, "The letter is in my hands, if the collusion with the enemy is to be buried forever, Fu Qiufeng must not be prevented from entering the palace. "

"Hmph, trying to cover up." Finally, Fu Qiufeng lost his composure, and Rong Fan was in a good mood, "What did you write on the paper?"

Fu Qiufeng read it carefully, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, he handed the note to Rong Fan, and said in a deep voice, "Don't your majesty think this handwriting is familiar?"

Rong Fan took it over, and his eyes turned cold and stern: "Collaborate with the enemy? Fu Chuanli is really capable... This is the handwriting of Sun Lihui, General Yang Wuwei Zhonglang!"

Fu Qiufeng also immediately recalled that they had seen Sun Lihui's files, and that this person's style of writing was bold and unrestrained, quite distinctive.

He thought of Sun Lihui, and the discord in the dungeon "You shouldn't be here" also came to mind. Fu Qiufeng felt something was wrong. If the threatening note was shot by Sun Lihui, then this sentence probably had a deeper meaning. The level of meaning, let him enter the palace, and say that he should not stand here...

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he exchanged a glance with Rong Fan, "Are they trying to threaten to buy off the minister as their palace's eyeliner?"

"Your Majesty, this subordinate also obtained a piece of news from Duke Xiang, but I don't know what it means." Tang Miao said.

"Say." Rong Fan lifted his chin.

The author has something to say: Rong Pin: I am not interested in your face

Fu Qiufeng (last second): The minister is the same

Fu Qiufeng (next second): Cough cough cough hand slipped