Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

Fu Qiufeng seldom heard the name of King Lingyang, and King Yi Rongyan appeared more times in files and rumors than King Lingyang. I bought a rare copy of an ancient famous artist, and invited a master of calligraphy and painting to return home for dinner.

But when it comes to King Lingyang, Rong Yan and him have one article and one martial arts. It is rumored that only King Lingyang smashed a few boulders with his bare hands today. It can be seen that King Lingyang himself is boring, and everyone talks about him very secretively, and there is little information.

Besides, there is another point that everyone in the palace avoids mentioning. The first emperor's heirs are all named with the word Wang as a radical, only Lingyang King whose real name is Rong Yi, is not among them.

"Why is King Lingyang here? Beishan has been surrounded by forbidden troops. Doesn't he know that His Majesty is coming to hunt?" Fu Qiufeng was suspicious. The arrow just now was really dangerous. He shot the arrow in the direction where Rong Fan was. If Rong Fan was injured, Even if it is directly counted as the king of Lingyang's retrograde assassination, he will not be wronged.

"I also want to hear what he has to say." Rong Pin's eyes were not friendly, looking back at the stags that had been hunted and killed by the imperial guards, he thought suspiciously.

The leaves in the forest made strange noises, someone was driving down the mountain with light kung fu, Wei Yuan pulled out the arrow on the ground, frowned, and pinched it hard with his fingers.

Fu Qiufeng turned the reins and led Rong Pin back a few feet, Chong Weiwei had already surrounded him and carried Rong Pin to a soft couch to rest on, with a canopy covering the top, low tables and warm water on the left and right.

"This subordinate failed to arrive in time, please punish me." Wei Yuan knelt down in front of the soft couch, bowed his head and pleaded guilty while holding the arrow.

Rong Fan got off the horse and washed his hands, sat on the couch and raised his legs: "Why don't you follow me?"

Wei Yuan glanced at Fu Qiufeng who was standing quietly at the side from the corner of his eye, but did not tell Fu Qiufeng's predicament: "This subordinate is distracted for a while."

"Lord Wei." Rong Fan's tone turned cold, and he warned him dangerously, "I trust you so much, anyone can deceive me, only you can't."

Wei Yuan pursed his lips tightly, lowered his body even lower, and was hesitating whether to tell the whole story in public, but Fu Qiufeng cleared his throat and said for him: "Your Majesty calm down, it's because of my minister, I asked Commander Wei to say something If you waste time, the minister is also guilty."

Rong Yan glanced at him sideways, the archer had already descended the mountain, and came slowly, his breath was calm and unhurried, Chongweiwei stepped forward to guard as if he was facing an enemy, when the face of the man gradually became clear, the Chongweiwei Cai looked surprised and looked at each other, not knowing whether to take this person down or not.

The visitor is well-built, with a quiver and longbow on his back, and a scimitar on his waist. His face is handsome and his facial features are deep, his long eyebrows slant into his temples, and his pair of majestic eyes reveal a dark green in the sunlight. With those eyes fixed on him, a chill would crawl up his back unconsciously, as if he was facing a mighty wolf in the mountains, who would be held down by his claws and ripped apart at any moment.

Rong Fan beckoned to let Chong Weiwei scatter, raised his head to meet those dark green eyes without any fear, and said coldly: "Brother Liuhuang, you are safe, but my neck has been feeling a little uncomfortable lately."

"Weichen..." Rong Yi stood still in front of Rong Yan, his tall figure cast a shadow, he took off his bow and arrow and handed it back to Chong Weiwei, glanced at Wei Yuan who was kneeling beside him, slowly cupped his hands, Kneeling down with a straight posture, "See Your Majesty."

Rong Fan rested his chin and looked down at him, his face gradually softened, then he patted Wei Yuan on the shoulder, and said with a leisurely smile: "Brother Liuhuang's archery skills are getting better and better, I am still sitting here at this time, I am afraid it is Liu Brother Huang is merciful, and just now Mr. Fu spoke for you, let’s forget about this matter, but you can be spared the death penalty, and the death penalty cannot be escaped."

Wei Yuan glanced at Rong Yi, with a look of anger in his eyes, and confessed: "This subordinate knows the crime and is willing to accept the punishment."

"I just wanted to kill the deer and frighten His Majesty. It's really an accident." Rong Yi's voice was deep and thick, with a sense of calmness. He looked up at Rong Fan, "I was in the mountains five days ago. Hunting, I didn't know His Majesty was here, but I hope His Majesty will forgive me."

"You can say whatever you want." Rong Fan seemed uninterested, and asked casually, "Is the concubine still in good health?"

"Still healthy, even better than an arrow." Rong Yi laughed.

"Are you still used to living in the palace?" Rong Fan asked again.

"It's been three years since I returned to the capital from the fief, so I should have gotten used to it by now." Rong Yi replied.

"Then I don't have anything to say." Rong Pin leaned on the soft couch with a crooked body, did not let Rong Yi get up, and beckoned Fu Qiufeng to come closer, and whispered some instructions in his ear.

Fu Qiufeng frowned slightly, a little puzzled, but still nodded and retreated.

The rest of the three people did not speak, Wei Yuan felt a burst of pressure, looked sideways frequently, Rong Yi suddenly tilted his head and smiled at him, that somewhat exotic northern face smiled with arrogance and provocation, which made Wei Yuan even more annoyed Even, silently broke the Broken Arrow in half again.

After a while, Fu Qiufeng came over with a woven basket and said, "Your Majesty, here is what you want."

Rong Fan straightened up, opened the lid, and reached in to feel it. Inside the basket was a taupe hare with a piece of red silk tied to its hind legs. The fur was a bit hard, and it was not very comfortable to rub.

"Since the emperor likes hunting, we might as well have a competition." Rong Fan asked Fu Qiufeng to bring the basket in front of Rong Yi, and showed him, "I let this hare go into the mountain, and I will chase it with the emperor again in a quarter of an hour. Whoever catches it first wins."

Rong Yi's eyes lit up: "Since it's a competition, there must be winners and losers, what's the bet?"

"Brother Huang, if you lose, you will have to suffer any punishment from me." Rong Fan hummed meaningfully, he leaned over to look into the basket, brushed his fingers over the long ears of the hare, the hare was chosen to be very vigorous , his hair slid down the side of his neck, and a burst of wonderful fragrance wafted through, making Rong Yi dodge uncomfortably.

"If the subject wins, so what?" Rong Yi seemed confident in hunting.

"Then the fact that you almost hurt me by mistake will be written off." Rong Fan promised.

"Okay." Rong Yi agreed straight away, "I heard that His Majesty always asks Mr. Fu to accompany you in everything. Do you want to bring Mr. Fu with you this time?"

"Naturally." Rong Fan smiled.

"To be fair, I would also like to ask someone to accompany me." Rong Yi nodded slightly.

Rong Fan asked him, "Who is it?"

Rong Yi glanced at Wei Yuan who was depressed, and pointed at him: "Commander Wei."

Wei Yuan finally couldn't help it, frowned and said angrily in a low voice: "Prince Lingyang! I have official duties, so I can't accompany you."

"Do you dare, Your Majesty?" Rong Yi ignored him, staring at Rong Fan with burning eyes.

"Why don't you dare?" Rong Fan raised his head proudly, his chest full of confidence, his public smile was more radiant than the scorching sun in the afternoon, "Brother Emperor, Wei Yuan, let's get down on your knees and kneel in front of me, how can you compete with me?" .”

"Your subordinate obeys." Wei Yuan had no choice but to accept.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Rong Yi shook his clothes and stood up, and said to Wei Yuan who was gritting his teeth, "Commander Wei please give me advice."

The four ordered Chongweiwei to let the hare go. Fu Qiufeng doubted Rong Pin's self-confidence at this time. The arrow shot by Rong Yi from the mountain was already over forty feet, and he could still have that strength. He asked himself to compete with this kind of hunting master , I'm afraid there is no sure way to win.

"My beloved concubine can't trust me?" Rong Pin saw Fu Qiufeng's almost unconcealed worry, and teased with a smile, "Don't worry, it's just light work, I'll take you flying."

Fu Qiufeng twitched the corner of his mouth: "Your Majesty is mighty, how can I not believe it."

A quarter of an hour later, Rong Yi waved to Wei Yuan and rushed out first.

Rong Fan was more relaxed compared to Fu Qiufeng. He set off at a leisurely pace. Fu Qiufeng hesitated a few times, but couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, do you want to deliberately lose to King Lingyang to sell his favor?"

"Ai Qing." Rong Fan sighed deeply, "You don't understand me anymore now."

Fu Qiufeng couldn't think of Rong Zhen's purpose, so he just said honestly: "Forgive me for being blunt, and you also asked Commander Wei to leave with King Lingyang, if you are in danger..."

"Don't think too much, I will definitely win." Rong Fan's eyes were radiant, "In the mountains and forests, I am the danger."

Fu Qiufeng was taken aback for a moment, he seemed to be touched, and was shocked for a moment, they were already close to the foot of the mountain, Rong Fan immediately grabbed his waist when he was in a daze, jumped up, stepped on a branch and jumped into the forest, a few After the ups and downs, he was put down firmly.

"You seem to be very used to it." Rong Fan took a breath, "Why, is it common for you to fly over the eaves and walls?"

"Beside His Majesty, I have nothing to fear." Fu Qiufeng bowed his hands to Rong Fan calmly, and said a few words of flattery with a smile, "Your Majesty's lightness skills are superb, and you are as graceful as a fairy. This trip will definitely win."

Rong Fan shook his head and smacked his lips helplessly, pressed one hand on a tree, closed his eyes, opened them after a while and pointed forward: "Follow me in that direction."

Fu Qiufeng didn't know how he was sure, but he kept up and asked, "Why don't you use lightness kung fu to hurry?"

Rong Fan glared at him: "I can't carry you anymore."

"...It's the minister who dragged His Majesty down." Fu Qiufeng said as expected.

"But it's not too far away." Rong Fan led Fu Qiufeng through the forest, and then stopped on a slightly flat open space, stepping on the thick fallen leaves.

Fu Qiufeng suddenly remembered that the last time he was in Cangyi Mountain, Rong Fan seemed to be very familiar with the terrain, and could recognize the way down the mountain even when the sky was dark.

"Your Majesty, you..." Fu Qiufeng wanted to ask him why he didn't continue chasing, but Rong Pin raised his hand to stop his words, squatted down slowly, and pressed down on the ground.

A gust of wind was blown up out of thin air, shaking the withered and yellow leaves on the mountain. The singing of birds and insects stopped for a moment, and all of them stopped. The rustling sounds rang around Fu Qiufeng's ears. The fierce and surging internal energy was completely dispersed, blowing the hem of the dark clothes.

Fu Qiufeng clenched his fists, almost unable to control his subconscious vigilance, and sounded the alarm in his heart—this was his fear of top experts, and it was also the vigilance he developed when encountering fatal dangers. A corner of the real strength, Rong Fan's breath is long and light, like a part of this mountain forest, completely integrated into the vegetation, trees, birds and animals.

The crackling sounds gradually continued, Fu Qiufeng turned his head in amazement, and saw countless long snakes coming from all directions, with different colors and gorgeous patterns, no matter what size they were, they stood up beside him, bowed their heads, strangely and solemnly, Like worshiping a sacred totem.

"Catch it and offer it to me." Rong Pin's voice contained a special power, which could confuse people, manipulate the spirit, and even make people fall. He raised his hand and sprinkled a cloud of fragrant powder, those snakes As if they had received an order, the humans dispersed and receded like a tide.

Mo Dou poked his head out from his wrist, and Rong Pin rubbed his head with his index finger: "Hey, stay by my side and eat what's ready-made."

Fu Qiufeng was dumbfounded, it was the first time he had seen this kind of ability even though he was well-informed, he said with admiration: "Your Majesty is truly extraordinary... Can those snakes understand your words?"

Rong Fan stood up, brushed off his sleeves casually: "What do you think?"

Mystery can always add to a person's charm, not to mention a beautiful woman with an excellent appearance. Fu Qiufeng stared at Rong Jing, his unique skills made his aura difficult to capture, and made him more eager to explore.

"It's the minister who underestimated His Majesty, and I'm apologizing." Fu Qiufeng slightly shifted his gaze, and his heart beat a little faster.

"Of course they don't understand, but I like to say that." Rong Pin stepped forward and patted Fu Qiufeng on the back, and pulled him to sit on a dead tree, smiling a little slyly, "When I touched that hare, I was It sprinkled a special kind of fragrance powder on its body, and the forbidden technique I practiced can drive away the five poisons, and they will look for things with the same smell as the fragrance powder just now."

"Is it also learned from the imperial concubine?" Fu Qiufeng asked.

"Yes." Rong Fan admitted frankly, "but she prefers swordsmanship, and I'm probably better at it than her."

Fu Qiufeng was silent for a while, and gradually felt a chill, a real chill, he gently raised his hand and tilted his head to carefully look at Rong Fan, and then hesitantly asked for instructions: "I may be offended..."

"Since you want to offend, why bother explaining in advance." Rong Fan put his hand on his chin with a smile, put his arms on his legs, and tilted his head to look back.

Fu Qiufeng retreated a little suddenly, but he had already spoken, and he still bit the bullet and quickly touched the back of Rong Fan's hand, and was startled suddenly.

This hand was cooler than before, and the blood vessels on the back of the pale hand even turned purple.

Rong Fan was also a little surprised, but then he clasped Fu Qiufeng's wrist that was about to withdraw with his other hand, squinted his eyes and threatened: "The barren mountains and wild mountains show their kindness, be careful that I may get it wrong."

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng tried to withdraw his hand, staring at the ground, "Since it is called a forbidden technique, there must be a price, or it may be difficult to practice."

"Of course, otherwise, how could I owe Lin Ying the grace of saving my life." Rong Fan snorted, "This is the forbidden art book that is regarded as the most precious treasure in the Li Kingdom. Few people even in the royal family dare to learn it. If you can meet, you may not die if you meet, but I didn't die, so I got a chance."

"This is what happened after you fled to Li country?" Fu Qiufeng calmly dug out the pain he had never expressed in his mocking tone, and suddenly felt that they might have similar narrow escapes. This resonance suddenly brought him closer to Rong. He kept a distance from me, and asked again, "Are you...would you feel uncomfortable now?"

"Are you caring about me?" Rong Fan slightly raised his eyebrows.

"Yes." Fu Qiufeng pursed his lips and answered truthfully.

"You are just my authorized secret guard, don't you think this kind of concern is inappropriate?" Rong Fan put away his faint smile and reminded him.

"If I don't even have the right to care, Your Majesty won't bring me here." Although Fu Qiufeng has occasional deviations in his insight into people's hearts, he is still keen on the whole.

"Hmph." Rong Fan knocked Fu Qiufeng's arm with his elbow, expressing his dissatisfaction at being seen through. He looked up at the sky behind the dense leaves, and a few little snakes entangled or dragged the hare away. When he came back, he put it at Rong Fan's feet, and he threw a real dagger to Fu Qiufeng, ordering Fu Qiufeng to pick up the rabbit and roast it on the spot.

Fu Qiufeng cleared an open space, gathered stones to surround it, and lit a fire with dead branches. Rong Fan squatted beside the fire, stretched his hand close to the dancing flames, and said leisurely, "I'm a little cold, as cold as the cold palace I used to be."

Fu Qiufeng turned over the fire and heated it up a bit.

"I also tried to light a fire in the cold palace and bake something for my mother. The unpruned trees in the backyard intertwined into a net, cutting the sky to pieces, as if the sky where the birds spread their wings was just an illusion in my eyes." Rong Fan Said in a low voice, "I first asked my mother, when will my father calm down and let her out, until my expectations were shattered like the sky, I didn't realize that when you are reduced to begging others, your expectations are nothing at all." value, so even if I know that I am close to death, I have no fear."

Fu Qiufeng didn't bother him this time and murmured gloomyly: "Your Majesty is now Emperor Dayi, and there is no need to pray to others anymore."

"Thus, even though I have suffered enemies from both sides, it is not too much of a failure." Rong Fan laughed at himself.

Fu Qiufeng stared at the back of his hands that had finally recovered from the blood, put the skewered rabbit on the fire, and thought about it coldly. Cold hands and feet are usually due to kidney deficiency. I don't know if Rong Yan is so cold. Is it because he practiced kung fu in Li Country and his kidneys have been damaged? , and asked side-by-side: "Your Majesty has many concubines, don't you like any one? If you don't agree with the late emperor's heartlessness, then you should treat the concubines and heirs kindly."

Rong Fan picked up a stone and threw it at Fu Qiufeng casually: "You also want to urge my concubine Linxing to stand up as soon as possible?"

"I dare not overstep." Fu Qiufeng raised his hand to catch it and put it back to the side of the pyre, "Forgive me for being rude, I just feel that Your Majesty is a little lonely."

"Hmph, you're getting bolder." Rong Yu glared at him displeasedly, "I still have like-minded people like Wei Yuan, Liu Zhixia, Shangguan Yu, etc. by my side. When it comes to loneliness, how much better are you than me? The one in Lanxin Pavilion Are you willing to trust a silly eunuch who is willing to lie to me to fool me for you? Is there anyone in the duke's mansion thinking about it for you?"

Fu Qiufeng choked, and Rong Fan's words were true, he couldn't help feeling a little depressed, and said with a wry smile: "But I still have Your Majesty."

Rong Fan frowned, wanted to say something, but held back, took a deep breath and stopped the topic that hurt each other: "Forget it, don't mention any more concubines in the future."

Fu Qiufeng quickly agreed, and changed the subject: "Your Majesty, do you really want to punish Commander Wei? This minister is not an excuse, it is indeed the minister who delayed Commander Wei."

"Why didn't I know you have such a good relationship." Rong Fan snorted coldly, "Is there a problem with deducting his one-month salary?"

Fu Qiufeng hesitated to speak, and asked tentatively, "The crime of living?"

"Let him go hunting with Rong Yi." Rong Pin said teasingly, "Wei Yuan was Rong Yi's companion when he was young."

Fu Qiufeng did not expect the two to have such a relationship: "But I see Commander Wei seems to be quite hostile to King Lingyang."

"Wei Yuan used to be a good boy who loved to read." Rong Pin picked up a twig and poked the fire, "My brother, the situation is somewhat similar to mine. I don't want to see their mother and son, but he is better than me, and he is good at martial arts, so he forced Wei Yuan to be his training partner. Wei Yuan was beaten by him a lot, and he also developed some martial arts foundation. It was at this time that I met Wei Yuan in the palace. .”

Fu Qiufeng is not sure about Rong Fan's attitude towards Rong Yi, it seems that he doesn't hate Rong Yan as much, but it's not very good either.

"Your Majesty, do you think that arrow was really an accident?" Fu Qiufeng asked carefully.

Rong Fan sighed, and asked Fu Qiufeng back: "Do you think he has no other meaning in driving those deer down the mountain?"

"What do you mean?" Fu Qiufeng was puzzled, "...his archery skills are superb, could it be that he is provoking His Majesty face to face?"

"Ai Qing, sometimes don't be too horny." Rong Fan shook his head and laughed, "This is Beishan, North, Chasing the Deer, Arrow, see, don't you have some deep meaning?"

Fu Qiufeng's hidden guard mentality really restricted him, and it was strange to hear what Rong Yan said, even if it was really five days to go to the mountain, Rong Yi should have noticed the mighty movement of the imperial guards closing the mountain while on the mountain.

"Could it be that he is implying something to His Majesty?" Fu Qiufeng suddenly realized.

"Beiyou didn't really negotiate peace. They still had ambitions to invade the Central Plains, and they met someone for this." Rong Zhen's eyes sank, and he remembered what Shangguan Yu said about meeting Beiyou's envoys in Li Kingdom.

"Does Your Majesty trust King Lingyang?" Fu Qiufeng was curious.

Rong Fan twitched the corner of his mouth, and poked the red and oily rabbit meat with a branch. He also saw blackened numbers on the top of Rong Yi's head. Just after he ascended the throne, he recalled Rong Yi from the southern border fiefdom to the capital, A mansion was given to facilitate surveillance.

In the court that day, he saw Rong Yi accepting it without sadness or joy. When he looked up at him, a "two" appeared above his head, which was probably equivalent to the resentment that the newly bought clothes were splashed with ink, so he wouldn't kill someone because of it. , so there is not much threat.

Rong Fan was surprised that the number was not Jiu, but he still couldn't trust Rong Yi in the past three years, he could only see the number once, but people's grievances will accumulate, and no one knows whether Rong Yi has changed from resenting him to hating him .

"Ha, my trust is very expensive." Rong Pin closed his eyes slightly, "We didn't bring any salt, so I don't know how it tastes."

The two of them sat and waited for the hare to be cooked, and Rong Yi on the other side carefully pushed aside a clump of grass, inspected the section of the broken blade of grass, and stretched out his hand to twirl the brown-black oval-shaped hard grains on the ground.

"Your Highness is here to twist the soil, can you win?" Wei Yuan asked him coldly while holding the sword.

"It's not dirt." Rong Yi shook his hand, leaned towards Wei Yuan's face, and smiled inscrutablely, "It's the droppings of hares."

Wei Yuan took a step in shock, and frowned in disgust: "Your Highness, please respect yourself!"

"Let's go, this way." Rong Yi pulled a leaf to wipe his fingers, and started to move around among the tree trunks. Wei Yuan followed closely behind, not to be outdone, and was not pulled down by him. After a long while, Rong Yi stopped again , staring at the traces on the ground, a little strange.

"So what?" Wei Yuan stood still and asked him.

"There are at least five snakes haunting here, it shouldn't be." Rong Yi was suspicious.

Wei Yuan turned his head and raised the corner of his mouth, knowing that it was Rong Fan who came first, he sarcastically said: "I thought Beishan was His Highness's back garden."

Rong Yi was not annoyed, he followed the traces of the snakes, and asked casually: "Why didn't you call yourself your subordinate to me? The difference is so big, I am very jealous."

"Your Highness forgive me, I have nothing to say." Wei Yuan followed blankly, not answering him.

"I heard that you were hiding on the border, and the second emperor brother secretly sent people to chase you down. At that time, I just got a fief nearby. You refused to come to me for help. Why do you hate me so much?" Rong Yi chatted like asking questions.

"I dare not, I thank Your Highness for teaching me martial arts." Wei Yuan said truthfully.

"Forget it, but I don't hate you for abandoning me. It's your freedom to choose who to follow. A good minister chooses the master." Rong Yi waved his hand openly and generously. The more he chased him, the more he felt that something was wrong. There was a smell of food, he climbed the tree trunk and flew up, and saw an inconspicuous cooking smoke in the distance.

Rong Yi clicked his tongue, jumped down from the tree, and said in amazement: "There's no need to chase, your master has already started to eat, it shouldn't be... How could I lose."

"Your Highness, what do you have to say? If there is nothing else, I still have responsibilities, so I can't stay for a long time." Wei Yuan heard that Rong Fan was nearby, and he cupped his hands and prepared to leave.

Rong Yi raised his arms to stop him, and asked with great interest: "Wei Yuan, are you here to do something for this king? This king will not let you be forced to kill and bloody, and even as long as you don't want to, this king doesn't need you to use force." , it can be regarded as my apology for my recklessness when I was young and vigorous."

"King Lingyang, I am the commander of His Majesty's Shuangrentai, I hope you speak carefully." Wei Yuan reminded him in a deep voice, "I have realized since I left with Your Majesty. I am not the cowardly and weak child you used to be. He is no longer a reckless prince in the palace."

"You have suffered a lot, and now it is far more difficult than in the palace." Rong Yi turned his head to look in the direction of the capital, and became serious.

"But this is my own choice. To be your companion is not." Wei Yuan said bluntly.

"Hahahaha..." Rong Yi laughed out loud, "You really hate me."

"I dare not." Wei Yuan said politely.

"Let me tell you one thing, for the sake of your courage and your younger brother, maybe you won't flee the city in a hurry like the first emperor." Rong Yi warned solemnly.

"What's the matter?" Wei Yuan frowned.

"Go back and tell Your Majesty that his guess is correct. This is news from my fiefdom." Rong Yi patted Wei Yuan's shoulder with his hands that hadn't touched the rabbit dung, "Go back to the camp first, remember Plead for me, and don't do some terrible punishment."

"What guess, explain it clearly!" Wei Yuan instinctively felt that this matter was important, and kept asking.

"If he can't guess, then he's dead." Rong Yi shrugged, and the next moment he stepped on the ground, his body was shot out like an arrow from the string, and he disappeared in a blink of an eye.

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At the same time, the imperial city, Suzaku Palace.

Tang Miao and Liu He each led their men to determine the scope of the search, and agreed with other teams to operate at night. The two first stepped on the spot and circled around, and finally arrived outside the Suzaku Palace, hiding in a tree to watch the movements of the maids and servants.

"...a secret passage leading to the outside of the palace, if it is excavated in the near future, people will definitely notice it, and if the exit is inside the palace, it is not easy to sneak in." Liu He first analyzed carefully, and couldn't bear to hear Tang Miao's words for a long time. Turning around, he asked, "Are you listening?"

"Well, I'm distracted." Tang Miao pondered, "I'm thinking about a more important question."

Liu He sighed helplessly: "What's the problem?"

"The rockery pool near the palace wall." Tang Miao pointed to the garden not far away, "There are two dead fish floating in the pool, it seems that they have been dead for two or three days, such a big Suzaku Palace, servants will commit such a crime." Is it wrong?"

Liu He also followed Tang Miao's gaze, and with a flash of inspiration, he shouted in a low voice: "Someone ordered the servants not to approach!"

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