Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

There was a tiny bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's feet. Chen Tingfang took out a piece of paper from the bamboo tube, opened it to read it, pursed her lips slightly, showing a little nervousness, she untied the bamboo tube again, knocked it hard on the window sill, and fell down. Take a pill.

Inside Bixiao Palace, Rong Yan sat leisurely on the couch with one leg crossed, watching Fu Qiufeng being picked up and down by two maidservants in a little embarrassment.

There were a lot of clothes piled up on the hanger, Fu Qiufeng was standing stiffly beside him with only his inner clothes on, a maid came lightly with a tray on top of which was another set of neat clothes.

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng sighed, "I have already tried six sets."

"I don't like those things." Rong Fan said critically, "My beloved concubine is beautiful and beautiful, how can I just fool around."

"If you really have this beauty, then you will look beautiful in whatever you wear." Fu Qiufeng resignedly opened his hands to let the maid put the seventh set of middle clothes on him, and complained in Gujing Wubo's tone by the way.

"A man relies on his clothes and a horse relies on his saddle, so what's the icing on the cake." Rong Fan dismissed all his complaints, and then commented, "This set is not bad."

On Fu Qiufeng's body, this one is finally in simple black, and the outer shirt only has some inconspicuous dark patterns. The belt can be used to hang water bottles and swords, and it is paired with leather wristbands and buckskin boots. Fu Qiufeng stretched his wrists , raised his eyes to look at Rong Fan, his eyes swept over, the fierceness of the wind flashed away, and then he frowned and became quiet.

Rong Fan got up in person and walked around Fu Qiufeng. It was the age between a teenager and a young man. His straight shoulders and calm expression made Fu Qiufeng more mature. Rong Fan almost felt that Fu Qiufeng was better than the hidden guards around him. It is more imposing and more suitable to stay by his side, as if Fu Qiufeng is standing here, there is no danger.

"Tonight..." Rong Fan didn't think too much, and said following his desire, "Stay in Bixiao Palace?"

Fu Qiufeng was stunned for a moment: "Tomorrow's spring hunting, I should go back to Lanxin Pavilion and prepare my bags."

"Lanxin Pavilion has it, but I don't have it here?" Rong Fan turned cold, "If I let you stay here, you won't be able to leave."

"Yes." Fu Qiufeng only thought that Rong Pin had committed a willful mistake again, so he asked the maid to fold up her official uniform and send it back to Lanxin Pavilion.

Seeing that after Rong Fen had dinner, the servant girl from Concubine Xian’s palace came to report to Rong Fen, saying that Concubine Xian’s health had improved after drinking the medicine, and she could go hunting with Rong Fen tomorrow. Rong Fen naturally agreed, and Fu Qiufeng waited for the maids to leave Afterwards, taking the opportunity to brag a few words about Rong Fan's ability to predict things like a god, Rong Fan waved his hands and walked slowly to the bathing pool of Bixiao Palace.

Rong Fan kept the man, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. He lived in Lanxin Pavilion and could be forcibly explained as pretending to love Fu Qiufeng, but this time he rested in Bixiao Palace, which was his own bedroom. He didn't It is necessary to let Fu Qiufeng stay.

Besides, after you stay, what do you do?

In the dead of night, Rong Fen suffered from insomnia in his spacious big bed. He tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep, so he pushed Fu Qiufeng viciously to wake him up.

Fu Qiufeng woke up vigilantly almost as soon as his hand touched his shoulder. He didn't know if Fu Qiufeng was a light sleeper or he was on guard. In short, Fu Qiufeng sat upright like a carp. After looking around to make sure there was no danger, Jing Liang Staring at Rong Fan, he asked solemnly, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

Rong Fan suddenly felt that he didn't have any serious orders, so he was too embarrassed to speak, so he said casually: "I can't sleep, let's chat with me."

There was no danger and no orders, Fu Qiufeng's drowsiness returned at this moment, he moved a little on the bed, fell back, stretched out his hand to pull up Rong Fan's quilt, and said in a daze, "Your Majesty, we are going to sleep at dawn. Let's go to Beishan, you should rest earlier."

Rong Fan got used to staying up late, so he raised his hand unwillingly to harass him: "I can rest in the carriage, and I order you to chat with me."

"What do you want to talk about?" Fu Qiufeng's eyelids gradually became heavy, and he said sleepily, his voice was a little fuzzy.

Rong Fan thought for a while: "It's a bit cold."

Fu Qiufeng closed his eyes, and casually lifted his own quilt a little: "...sleeping next to me."

Rong Fan was convinced that Fu Qiufeng was sleepy and delirious at this time, and he even forgot to insist on claiming to be so. He touched the place beside Fu Qiufeng. Drowsy, thinking about the past in a strange way, then silently moved to Fu Qiufeng's side, lying down straight and orderly.

Fu Qiufeng has a unique style of sleeping. When he was a secret guard, he didn't have a fixed schedule, and he followed the emperor's needs or shift arrangements. After training, he fell asleep and fell asleep. But he never let go of his vigilance in his sleep. Get up and make sure you are safe.

But at this time, the sky was already bright, Fu Qiufeng opened his eyes, he was not sure whether the current situation was dangerous or safe.

Rong Fan leaned against him with her arm on her pillow, breathed lightly and steadily on the side of her neck, put one leg on his calf, her knee pressed against his thigh, and her left arm was stretched out of the quilt, pressing heavily on it. On the chest, Fu Qiufeng even wondered if he was still holding down Rong Fan's messy hair, this was an extremely close distance that he had never experienced even on the small bed in Lanxin Pavilion.

Fu Qiufeng recalled last night, and then touched his forehead dejectedly, as if he let Rong Pin sleep next to him.

He decided to try his best to escape before Rong Fian was awake, but just as he pulled away Rong Fin's wrist, half of Rong Fin's upper body lay on his stomach, the skin he touched was cold and slippery, like a snake entwining someone's body. The heat of just waking up dissipated in an instant.

Fu Qiufeng raised his head and scolded himself for being too slack, why did he dig his own grave by talking so much last night, with Rong Fen's head resting on his chest, he could not help smelling a burst of elegant fragrance, disturbing the calmness he was trying to maintain.

Just as he was frantically thinking about how to get out of the current predicament, Rong Fan woke up unexpectedly.

"Your heart beats so fast." Rong Pin's voice was full of sleepiness, "You should pay attention to your body, you are young, what to do if you have heart palpitations."

Fu Qiufeng tensed his nerves, but he soon relaxed, begging for forgiveness in a low voice: "Your Majesty, don't press down on me, I will recover without medicine."

"I didn't pressure you, don't talk nonsense, destroy people's innocence." Rong Fan quietly retracted his legs, pressed his hands on Fu Qiufeng's chest through the quilt, and stared at him with a smile on his chin, "I warmly invited you last night. Aiqing is so cruel and ruthless."

"Your Majesty...don't be joking." Fu Qiufeng was itchy from the tone of pretended resentment, Rong Fan lowered his head and yawned, with a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth, the tails of his eyes were slightly red, and there was a touch of sparkling tide , his face so close at hand made it difficult for Fu Qiufeng to calm down, he had to retreat as hard as he could, the back of his head hit the side of the bed, there was no way to retreat.

"Why are you running away?" Rong Fan stroked Fu Qiufeng's temple hair with his fingers viciously, "Is I so scary?"

"Your Majesty!" Fu Qiufeng raised his voice in protest. When Rong Fen pressed against him and raised his head, he looked exactly like a cold and gorgeous snake straightening his body. The rational vigilance and emotional intoxication kept seeing each other, which made him feel hot in his ears and he couldn't control it. He was so nervous that he didn't want to look at the bewitching ripples in Rong Fen's eyes any more. When he lowered his gaze, he saw Rong Fen's snow-white chest and abdomen under his open underwear.

"You're blushing." Rong Fan said with interest, and let him go mercifully. When he sat up, one sleeve slipped down his arm, but he didn't care, "Aiqing, you don't have enough concentration. The enemy used a beauty trick to buy you, how can I rest assured that you will not be tempted."

Fu Qiufeng breathed a long sigh of relief and looked at the ceiling, his mind was a little blank after boiling, and it took him a moment to realize what Rong Fan said, of course he has also encountered enemies who use beauties, but usually those beauties have turned into beauties before they get close .

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng spoke to Rong Fen in a tone of vengeance, with a slightly annoyed tone. By the way, he scrutinized Rong Fen with disheveled eyes, "You were right before, I like men."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan slowly put away his smile: "Really?"

"Don't dare to bully you." Fu Qiufeng said seriously.

Rong Fan looked away, remained silent, pulled up his clothes while turning over and got out of bed, turned around and said angrily: "What are you doing lying there? Get up, change clothes and eat!"

"Your Majesty, let's go first." Fu Qiufeng lowered his head and coughed dryly, "I don't dare to stand up, offending Your Majesty is a death penalty."

"If you dare to say that you like men, you have offended me." Rong Fen's face was cold, with an inexplicable sense of displeasure.

"No, this is more offensive." Fu Qiufeng blinked at Rong Fan, "You are also a man, so you must understand me."

Rong Fan was stunned for a moment, then his face changed, and he scolded in a low voice: "Absurd! How decent! Hmph, if I don't see you fully dressed after a cup of tea, go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and become a colleague of Yuanzi."

Fu Qiufeng watched him go out quickly, although he sacrificed a little morality, but Rong Fan would not tease him again in the future, he got out of bed directly to get the hunting suit, the inner garment seemed to still have the fragrance, he carried the clothes out After a while, he touched his face, and it seemed that there was still some warmth.

He put on a straight face and forced himself to calm down, and secretly admitted that Rong Lin was indeed deadlier than any beauty he had ever seen. Fortunately, she was his master and not his enemy, even if he occasionally lost his composure, it would not prevent him from continuing to be a qualified spy. guard.

On the other side, Rong Fan had a simple breakfast, and got into the carriage first. This time, the Beishan Spring Hunting Team was mighty, and several Shuangrentai Dark Guards and Chongwei Guards were in the accompanying ranks. Qi Jianshu turned his horse's head around Rong Fan stopped beside the carriage, dismounted and opened the curtain and asked, "Your Majesty, are you leaving on time?"

Rong Fan had a sullen look on his face, but he didn't reply to him.

"Your Majesty?" Qi Jianshu raised his voice again and asked, "Your Majesty, did you hear that, Your Majesty? Your Majesty, are you distracted? Your Majesty——!"

"I'm not deaf!" Rong Fan raised his head and roared, "Chen Shi!"

Qi Jianshu shrank his neck: "Yes."

"Fu Chuanli should have gone to look for you yesterday. What's the news from the Ministry of War?" Rong Fan suppressed his anger and asked as calmly as possible.

"That old man Fu Chuanli really loves his prodigal son, so he almost called me uncle." Qi Jianshu said comfortably, "With his presence, the matter can be regarded as a success. The imperial decree is ready to be sent to the border."

Rong Fan felt much better, and when he turned his head and saw Fu Qiufeng approaching, his face darkened again.

It's not that Qi Jianshu doesn't know how to read words and expressions, he immediately understood that Rong Yan was angry with Fu Qiufeng.

"Young Master Fu." Qi Jianshu clasped his fists at Fu Qiufeng and smiled, "You are a good-looking talent! Please get in the car."

"Hmph, lead him a horse." Rong Fan put down the curtain and said.

Fu Qiufeng knew that he was very angry with Rong Fen, and of course he was more than happy to ride a horse compared to the carriage. Qi Jianshu brought the tall horse of the imperial guards with shiny black fur, and he wanted to help Fu Qiufeng up in front of Rong Fen. As a result, Fu Qiufeng stepped on the stirrup, turned over neatly on the horse's back, and nodded at Qi Jianshu.

From the gap in the car curtain, Rong Fan saw Fu Qiufeng's expression when he pulled up the rein. After a moment of joy, he became accustomed to it, calm and indifferent like pines and cypresses on a cliff, and at a certain inadvertent moment, he revealed a cold front-like fortitude.

"...Let's go." Rong Fan knocked on the carriage, and the anger disappeared silently just now. He thought idly, if a man like Fu Qiufeng who is full of mysteries and deep forest mist can It seems to be no small achievement to make this kind of person lose control. If you can completely conquer him and use it for yourself, then there is nothing wrong with sacrificing a little color.

Fu Qiufeng, who was riding along with him, felt a chill for no reason, and Rong Pin stared at him from the gap in the curtain of the car, as if he was staring at a prey that was sure to be caught, and slowly raised a smile full of interest.

The author has something to say: Fu Qiufeng: I sacrifice a little morality so that he will stop betraying his lust

Rong Pin: I sacrificed a bit of color so that he would no longer have professional ethics

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