"Your Majesty, this soup is made from the best black-bone chicken in the palace, supplemented with donkey-hide gelatin, longan, red dates, etc., and simmered for two hours. It nourishes the spleen and stomach, soothes the nerves and replenishes qi." Fen introduced, she picked up a small silver bowl, scooped soup and chicken for Rong Fen, leaned over and put it in front of him, and also put a bowl on Fu Qiufeng, "Mr. Fu must be tired from hunting with His Majesty, come on." , have a taste of Ben Gong's craftsmanship, if it doesn't suit your taste, don't laugh at Ben Gong."
"I'm afraid, I'll just come here by myself. How dare you bother the concubine." Fu Qiufeng got up and took the silver bowl with both hands. The soup was a little hot. He touched the rim of the bowl. Using the silver bowl seemed to show that the soup was non-toxic. , but the light above Rong Fan's head made him feel uneasy.
"Traveling all the way, are you in good health?" Rong Fan stirred the soup with a spoon and brought it to his lips to taste, but his tongue was not very heat-resistant, so he put it back after only a little bit of it, and the heat dissipated Come, the whole tent is filled with mellow and delicious smell.
"Thanks to His Majesty's concern, my concubine has recovered." Chen Tingfang covered his mouth and chuckled, seemingly pleasantly surprised, "It seems that Your Majesty is not angry with my concubine anymore."
"When was I angry with you?" Rong Fan asked lightly.
Chen Tingfang's brows drooped sadly, a little bit of grievance and self-blame: "I didn't check my identity a few days ago, and was deceived by Han Zhaorong. Fortunately, the sister of Shangguan was able to see clearly, and returned Chu Jieyu's innocence, and punished Han Zhaorong who used the technique of disgusting victory. I am very grateful Sister, it’s just that I’m afraid that my sister will be disappointed with this concubine and refuse to come to eat, I have the audacity to ask Your Majesty to speak kindly to my sister, if you don’t forgive this concubine, I will really have a hard day and sleepless nights.”
"She was playing around with the imperial sister, she must be tired." Rong Fan dealt with her casually, "You don't have to worry about it."
"It's my concubine's sensitivity, I'm overthinking it." Chen Tingfang bowed her head embarrassingly.
Fu Qiufeng didn't touch the soup in the bowl, he stared at Rong Fan, Rong Fan probably didn't drink it, and while paying attention to the possible assassins around him, he secretly pulled out the needle on his cuff. Poisoning, one is that she wants to eat it, and the other is that if Rong Xing is poisoned on the spot, she will not be able to get out of the body.
Then the source of danger is either an assassin, or some kind of slow poison.
Chen Tingfang got up to pour wine for Rong Fan, but just as he was about to cover his sleeves, Fu Qiufeng stood up abruptly, and raised his hand to pick up the jug first.
"Your Majesty, the wine chosen by the Concubine Xian is also a sweet and elegant wine." Fu Qiufeng winked at Rong Fan, and took out the two silver needles with his left hand to cover his hand. Rong Fan glanced at him, and cooperatively picked up the wine glass .
The hands of the two were very close, and the tips of the two silver needles were stained with wine, but the color did not change. Rong Fan squeezed the silver needles away with a subtle movement, and tried it in the soup again, but there was no change.
"The hares you hunted in the mountains are really strong. I have eaten a meal in the afternoon and I am not hungry yet. Your Majesty, please taste the medicinal food prepared by the concubine first." Fu Qiufeng said with a very ordinary smile, and then gave Chen Tingfang Pour the wine, "Concubine Xian, I don't know much about the rules in the palace. If I have offended you in the past, I hope you will forgive me. I respectfully offer you a glass."
"Where is Mr. Fu, I should thank you for serving His Majesty diligently." Chen Tingfang raised his glass and forced a smile.
Although Rong Fan didn't know why Fu Qiufeng hinted like this, Fu Qiufeng never made any unnecessary gestures. Holding the wine glass, he followed Fu Qiufeng's wishes and said, "I'm not hungry, I can't eat the food, why don't I take it back later?" Make a supper and drink first."
Chen Tingfang shook the hand holding the cup vigorously. Fu Qiufeng had just poured himself half a cup when he noticed that she had an unnatural expression, staring at the chicken soup on the table showing dissatisfaction.
At this round table, Rong Jing and Chen Tingfang were sitting opposite each other, and Fu Qiufeng was sitting between them. He got up and made a toast gesture, covering his head with his sleeve to drink, and Chen Tingfang also raised his glass afterward. It dropped quite a bit.
The problem is not in the wine.Fu Qiufeng thought silently, but still couldn't relax, maybe Chen Tingfang had the antidote.
"The virtuous concubine is generous, and I feel ashamed when I think about the past. Today, I punish myself with three cups, which is regarded as my apology. From now on, I and all the empresses should work together to serve your majesty." Fu Qiufeng poured himself out again. Seeing this, Concubine Xian had no choice but to put on a smile and drink with her.
Rong Fan pretended to take a few sips while Fu Qiufeng was toasting, and quietly poured the wine on the carpet. He glanced sideways at Fu Qiufeng's side, but Fu Qiufeng didn't drink at all.
Rong Fan frowned, and after three cups, Fu Qiufeng sat back on the chair with his forehead, and said in a vague way: "Your Majesty, you and Concubine Xian take it easy... I can't drink enough, Rong Chen should take a break..."
"Oh, you obviously don't know how to drink, but you still have to be brave." Rong Fan said with helplessness in his eyes, "I'll send you back first."
"Your Majesty." Chen Tingfang hurriedly stopped him, "Young Master Fu is drunk, if you leave now, it's cold outside and you'll catch the cold easily, why don't you let him rest here, and leave with Your Majesty when he sobers up."
"Concubine Xian is right." Rong Pin pondered, looked at Chen Tingfang without any trace, and asked suddenly, "Concubine Xian, what are you nervous about?"
"Is there?" Concubine Xian was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and laughed, "This wine is brought by my concubine, not strong wine, but Mr. Fu is very drunk, I am a little worried about him, but seeing that your majesty drank it well, I think Mr. Fu was young, so he really never drank wine."
"Yes, I once forced him to drink a few cups, and he fell unconscious immediately." Rong Fan said softly, stood up and took off his coat and put it on Fu Qiufeng's shoulders.
Chen Tingfang's lips were pursed tightly, but he smiled again immediately, and took the initiative to pick up the jug and pour wine for Rong Fan: "I have also reflected a lot these days, Your Majesty has your own reasons for doing things, not my concubine." This class of women and Taoists can figure out that this concubine has offended His Majesty in the past, and today I will offer a toast to Your Majesty."
"Concubine Xian is serious." Rong Fan nodded slightly, and was about to pick up the wine glass when Fu Qiufeng, who was leaning on the back of the chair, suddenly bent over and retched, coughing violently.
Chen Tingfang forced back the impatience in his eyes, and said in surprise, "Mr. Fu? Are you okay?"
"Concubine Xian, pour him a cup of tea." Rong Pin stepped forward and patted Fu Qiufeng on the back, "Ah Qiu, bear with me, I will make a bowl of sober soup in the kitchen immediately."
Chen Tingfang turned her head, the tenderness on her face instantly turned into resentment, and she went to bring the tea tray on her coffee table.
Fu Qiufeng grasped Rong Fan's shoulder with one hand and approached weakly, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a clear vision. He finally saw with his own eyes where Rong Fan's danger came from. When Chen Tingfang was pouring wine for Rong Fan, he tapped the rim of the glass with his nails.
"Nails." Fu Qiufeng reminded in a low voice, and cast a stern look at Rong Fan's wine glass, "It's better to be cautious, let's go first."
Before Chen Tingfang turned around, Rong Fan had already understood the meaning of Fu Qiufeng's words. He reached out and quickly switched his and Chen Tingfang's wine glasses, and saw clearly the details of what Fu Qiufeng said when Chen Tingfang was pouring tea.
Those slender hands had coral-colored nails, but Chen Tingfang had always been praised for his elegance and simplicity in the palace, and he had never dyed his nails.
"I want to take Mr. Fu back, Concubine Xian, I have indeed become colder towards you. It is my fault. I will come to see you tomorrow." Rong Fan showed a rare smile to Chen Tingfang, the gentle arc melted at the corner of his mouth, and he pointed Picking up his own glass and drinking it down, he leaned the empty glass slightly forward towards Chen Tingfang, his eyes were more intoxicating than the sake in the glass.
Chen Tingfang stared at those soul-stirring eyes, was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, hurriedly raised his glass to return the salute.
Just as Chen Tingfang finished drinking the changed glass of wine, Fu Qiufeng's dizzy eyes finally calmed down, and the omen above Rong Fan's head disappeared soundlessly like a cloud.
Fu Qiufeng dutifully played the role of being drunk, hanging half of his body on Rong Fan's body, leaning on the table and walking slowly, and walked out of the tent with him, he immediately frowned and said urgently: "Your Majesty, that glass of wine..."
Rong Fan pursed his lips and did not speak, raised his hand to stop him, walked a little farther quickly, then held his throat and spit out the last wine he drank in front of Concubine Xian.
"Cough... Are you sure that Concubine Xian's nails didn't change her style to please me?" Rong Fan let go of Fu Qiufeng with a long sigh of relief.
"I saw Concubine Xian in the kitchen earlier." Fu Qiufeng said cautiously, "She looked unhappy, she didn't seem to be sincerely cooking soup for His Majesty."
"It's just your guess." Rong Fan looked at him and licked the corner of his mouth, "I've been tormented so badly by you."
Fu Qiufeng bowed his head apologetically, and said with a smile: "Although I'm not good at cooking, I can barely fill my stomach by frying two dishes."
"Hmph, it's not too bad." Rong Fan reluctantly agreed, "The concubine Xian drank that glass of wine, and your guess can only be proved by time."
"It's not just wine, I brought this out." Fu Qiufeng spread out his left hand, which had been clenched in his sleeve. He held a wet handkerchief in his palm. "Before I left, I dipped my handkerchief into the bowl of soup for Your Majesty."
For a moment, Rong Fan didn't know whether to say that Fu Qiufeng was thoughtful, or he disliked the sticky stickiness of this thing: "...Hurry up and wash your hands, seal it up and let Lin Ying inspect it."
The two passed behind the tent, and suddenly there was a sound of broken cups and plates in the tent, as well as the voice of the servant girl kneeling down in fright.
"Your Majesty, calm down! You hurt your hand carefully!"
"Get out, get out! Pour out this chicken soup to me, feed the dog! This chair is also smashed, and the things they used are disgusting to me, and that bastard who is willing to be a lowly son of the Duke's Mansion is actually in front of him!" My face seduces His Majesty, they are really a match made in heaven, each of them will dirty my eyes!"
Rong Fan paused, a little surprised, and Fu Qiufeng looked at each other, Fu Qiufeng was the first to speak: "Concubine Xian... so she is such a person?"
"I've never heard of it." Rong Fan shook his head in astonishment, "I've never seen her get angry and curse."
"Your Majesty, calm down, the military tents are not soundproof, be careful!"
"Go away and do things. Do I want you to order me? Your majesty should hear it. I have had enough good words to make excuses... But my days are coming to an end. What are you looking for? Get out!"
Hearing that the maidservants were kicked out by Concubine Xian, Fu Qiufeng quickly dragged Rong Pin to run first.
"It seems that she really wants to poison me, and she thinks it will be successful, so she gets carried away with pride." Rong Pin's tone was heavy, with a cloud of gloom in his eyes, "I always knew that she hated me, but I didn't expect that she would do it herself."
Fu Qiufeng took Rong Fan back to his tent, Xiao Yuanzi didn't follow, and it was quiet here: "Your Majesty, how do you know she hates you?"
"I just know." Rong Fan frowned fiercely, not wanting to say more.
"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng persuaded him softly, "It's not that I doubt your judgment. She must have a motive for poisoning you. If you don't find out, there will be endless troubles."
Rong Pin closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, Fu Qiufeng handed him a cup of tea.
"In her eyes, I am fatuous and incompetent, licentious and immoral, disregarding human life, and ignoring government affairs." Rong Fan twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered, "It's not worth being hated by others."
Fu Qiufeng disagreed: "Concubine Xian is not a chivalrous person who hates evil."
"How do you know she's not?" Rong Fan asked back.
Fu Qiufeng said cautiously: "I read a folklore in Shuangrentai. There was a Lantern Festival one year, and the people who guessed the most lantern riddles were a man and a woman. Because of the masks, the two people did not know their names. They traveled hand in hand. In the capital, they were confidantes by reciting poems and works, but due to their limited status, they had to bid farewell at dawn and each returned home."
"Is there such a thing as the Frost Blade Platform?" Rong Fan asked suspiciously.
"The Frost Blade Terrace has a rich collection of books." Fu Qiufeng said with a smile, "Does Your Majesty know who the rumored men and women are?"
"Who?" Rong Fan narrowed his eyes.
"The virtuous concubine Chen Tingfang." Fu Qiufeng lowered his head and lowered his voice, "and Prince Rongyu."
Hearing that name, Rong Fan's eyes were almost bloodshot. He felt angry for no reason, as if countless angry news were entangled into a mess. An inflated hate.
"You dare to mention the prince to me." Rong Fan clenched his fist and crushed the teacup, the fragments fell on the carpet with a dull sound.
Fu Qiufeng held his breath subconsciously, a little helpless, Rong Fan stared straight at him, his eyes showed a real murderous look, he had never seen Rong Fan so angry before, so he knelt down on one knee to plead guilty: "It's the minister's slip of the tongue..."
"I'm too tolerant of you." Rong Pin interrupted Fu Qiufeng, put down the raised leg, leaned over and squeezed Fu Qiufeng's chin, and said slowly, "You want to say that I'm extremely stupid, let others The woman has been lying to you for three years? You want to say that I have no dignity and that I am an emperor in vain?"
Fu Qiufeng shook his head with difficulty, and suddenly realized that Rong Fan in front of him was too unfamiliar, as if every word he uttered was filled with violence and bloodthirsty, his jaw hurt from Rong Fan's pinching, and Rong Fan's eyes showed no mercy, he could only Palely explained: "I didn't mean that! Your Majesty..."
"Sophistry! You clearly want to satirize me." Rong Pin asserted coldly, he let go of Fu Qiufeng, and raised his hand to strike, when a shadow flashed across the sleeve of his robe, but suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Fu Qiufeng was pushed by Rong Fan, and almost fell down. When he supported the ground, he pressed on the broken porcelain and cut his finger. He didn't care about the pain on his finger. The disappointment in his heart was even worse, but he felt a little weird, Unable to hide his shock, he said, "Your Majesty, are you going to do something to me?"
"I..." Rong Yan stared at the blood spreading on the ground, slowly lowered his right hand, covered his forehead, doubts and struggles gradually gained the upper hand, "No, I don't want to hurt you, this is not I... ... Mo Dou, protect Mr. Fu!"
Mo Dou slipped out of Rong Fan's cuff, crawled along the hem of his clothes to the ground, turned his head and hissed twice at Rong Fan.
Fu Qiufeng stretched out his hand to let Mo Dou come up, looked at Rong Fan in disbelief, tried to stand up, Rong Fan suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Did I make you flat? Kneel down!"
"Your Majesty, forgive me." Fu Qiufeng didn't listen to Rong Fan's order this time. He saw a thin layer of sweat oozing from Rong Fan's forehead, and his condition was obviously wrong, but he felt relaxed in his heart because this was not Rong Fan's original intention, and suppressed his heartbeat. , picked up the teapot and lifted the lid, poured cold tea on Rong Fan's face, and concluded, "Calm down, control your breathing, let go of your thoughts, you are poisoned."
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In Suzaku Palace, the moonlight melted and everything was silent.
Tang Miao and Liu He each ordered the members of the secret guard team to search the palace according to the plan, and the two went straight to the rockery in the back garden.
The concubine was not in the palace, and the guards were much looser at night. The little eunuch in the backyard was sleeping soundly leaning against the stone pier in the pavilion. Tang Miao flew down from the wall, and his strike stunned a standing eunuch like an electric shock. The defense of the back garden is solved.
"How is your water quality?" Tang Miao squatted by the pool, the dead fish were still floating on the water, he tried the water temperature with his fingers, it was a bit cold, "This pool is quite deep, and it is soaked in rockery, the rockery is full of holes, and There is a pile of aquatic plants, if it gets stuck in it and drowns, it will be a big embarrassment."
"It's okay, the night clothes you are wearing, if you really drown, no one will know that you are the hidden guard of the Frost Blade Terrace." Liu He hehe said in relief, "I'll go down and check first."
"Be careful." Tang Miao whispered.
"I'm good at water, don't worry." Liu He jumped into the water holding his breath, the water surface was so dark that he couldn't see the bottom clearly, Tang Miao waited for a long time before Liu He came up to take a breath.
"There is a strange place." Liu He wiped his face, "I can't see it clearly, the only place in the whole rockery is clean."
Tang Miao took off his mask, held his breath and followed Liuhe down. The bottom of the pool was full of mud, more than a foot deep, and there were some lotus stems. His vision was indeed limited in the dark. The pressure and silence of the water flow made his heart beat faster all the time. Squinting his eyes, he kicked his legs and swam in the direction Liuhe pointed, and got into a narrow cave. He gathered his true energy and looked intently. There was indeed a stone that was not stained with any sticky gray-green.
He curled up as much as he could and turned around to gesture to Liuhe, spitting out a few bubbles. His black clothes almost melted into the pitch-black pool water, embedded in the rockery where it was difficult to turn around. Liuhe nodded outside and drew his sword to warn.
The next moment, Tang Miao groped and moved the stone with all his strength, and there was a little indistinct sound from the water. A stone in front of him suddenly moved aside, revealing a raised stone gate, which was narrow enough for people to pass through. The suction force of the water made Tang Miao jump forward, he passed by and fell to the ground, and the empty echo broke into his ears.
"This... isn't a hole in the sky!" Liu He then followed in, turned over and stood firmly on the ground, took out a fire pocket wrapped in oil paper from his waist and blew it on, saw the lever beside the stone gate, stepped forward and pulled it down, and the stone gate was opened Lowered again, blocking the flow of water.
"Ah-choo!" Tang Miao twisted the water on his sleeve, and by the light of the fire, he could clearly see the traces of the ax chiseling in the passage. It's not easy, after you go out, you can climb over the wall directly, and it will lead in all directions."
"I remember that this landscaping was repaired two years ago." Liu He touched the wall of the cave, "Let's go, let's see where we can get there."
"So it really was the concubine Xian's instruction." Tang Miao directly concluded, "Use landscaping to cover up the fact that the secret road was built."
"It's better not to talk nonsense." Liu He was very cautious, "Why did Concubine Xian do this? Once discovered, it would be a death penalty for implicating the entire family."
"Maybe both she and Chen Junde are lucky. As long as His Majesty dies quickly, the death penalty will not catch up with me." Tang Miao said casually.
"...Pay attention to your words." Liu He reminded with a sigh.
"It's just you and me here, so you don't need to care about the details." Tang Miao patted Liu He on the shoulder, "Young Master Fu doesn't care much about words."
Liu Hexin said that Mr. Fu's influence was almost catching up with that of Commander Wei. He secretly shook his head helplessly. The two walked along the secret road until they reached the end. It was estimated that they had already left the imperial city, and finally approached another gate.
They each hold their swords, open the gate, go out along an arc-shaped passage, and finally enter the water again. The faint light shoots down from the water. The two swim up carefully, probe out, and identify the location. One of the intricate rivers in the middle of the river is just in front of a group of unremarkable people's homes.
The two wrote down the location and went back from the main gate of the imperial city. After a lot of tossing, the secret guards in charge of the Suzaku Palace were almost finished searching. Tang Miao sneezed all the way, and the clothes he steamed with internal force were not very comfortable. He sat on the wall to oversee the work. , a clever hidden guard flashed out from the palace and handed him a painting scroll.
"Master Tang, take a look at this painting." The dark guard said in a low voice, "I found it from the bedside of the Concubine Xian's bedroom."
"What painting? Mysterious, erotic pictures?" Tang Miao unfolded the scroll curiously, looked at it for a while, "Isn't this Your Majesty?"
"Shhh." The dark guard pointed to the small characters below the scroll, "This is not Your Majesty, this is the Crown Prince back then, His Majesty's elder brother, Rong Yu."
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Fu Qiufeng splashed the tea on Rong Fan's face, and the tea foam hung on his smooth long hair, making Rong Fan's murderous face a little more comical.
Rong Fan was a little dazed, alternately angry and dazed, pointing at Fu Qiufeng with trembling fingers: "How dare you treat me like this! Someone, take him down, I will interrogate myself!"
"Your Majesty, there are no outsiders here. If you need it, I will call a servant." Fu Qiufeng took a few steps back, "At that time, I will never resist whatever you want to do."
"Presumptuous!" Rong Fan knocked heavily on the armrest of the chair, "Kneel down, how dare you speak nonsense in front of me!"
"Your Majesty, let's rest first, and I will leave." Fu Qiufeng took a few steps back.
Rong Fan stood up abruptly, reaching out to grab Fu Qiufeng's collar, Mo Dou poked his head over Fu Qiufeng's shoulder, and bared his fangs at Rong Fan.
Rong Fan was startled, then shook his hands resentfully: "Mo Dou! How dare you betray me, you bastard?"
The corners of Fu Qiufeng's eyes twitched, and he thought that Rong Pin would have to apologize to Mo Dou when he woke up, he retreated farther and farther, turned around and left the camp, and shouted: "Lord Wei!"
Wei Yuan flew over from not far away and asked, "What is the Lord's order?"
"You'll know when you go in." Fu Qiufeng stretched out his bleeding hand, and turned his head meaningfully to signal him to enter the room. "Your Majesty has some special orders that you need to complete."
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"I'm afraid, I'll just come here by myself. How dare you bother the concubine." Fu Qiufeng got up and took the silver bowl with both hands. The soup was a little hot. He touched the rim of the bowl. Using the silver bowl seemed to show that the soup was non-toxic. , but the light above Rong Fan's head made him feel uneasy.
"Traveling all the way, are you in good health?" Rong Fan stirred the soup with a spoon and brought it to his lips to taste, but his tongue was not very heat-resistant, so he put it back after only a little bit of it, and the heat dissipated Come, the whole tent is filled with mellow and delicious smell.
"Thanks to His Majesty's concern, my concubine has recovered." Chen Tingfang covered his mouth and chuckled, seemingly pleasantly surprised, "It seems that Your Majesty is not angry with my concubine anymore."
"When was I angry with you?" Rong Fan asked lightly.
Chen Tingfang's brows drooped sadly, a little bit of grievance and self-blame: "I didn't check my identity a few days ago, and was deceived by Han Zhaorong. Fortunately, the sister of Shangguan was able to see clearly, and returned Chu Jieyu's innocence, and punished Han Zhaorong who used the technique of disgusting victory. I am very grateful Sister, it’s just that I’m afraid that my sister will be disappointed with this concubine and refuse to come to eat, I have the audacity to ask Your Majesty to speak kindly to my sister, if you don’t forgive this concubine, I will really have a hard day and sleepless nights.”
"She was playing around with the imperial sister, she must be tired." Rong Fan dealt with her casually, "You don't have to worry about it."
"It's my concubine's sensitivity, I'm overthinking it." Chen Tingfang bowed her head embarrassingly.
Fu Qiufeng didn't touch the soup in the bowl, he stared at Rong Fan, Rong Fan probably didn't drink it, and while paying attention to the possible assassins around him, he secretly pulled out the needle on his cuff. Poisoning, one is that she wants to eat it, and the other is that if Rong Xing is poisoned on the spot, she will not be able to get out of the body.
Then the source of danger is either an assassin, or some kind of slow poison.
Chen Tingfang got up to pour wine for Rong Fan, but just as he was about to cover his sleeves, Fu Qiufeng stood up abruptly, and raised his hand to pick up the jug first.
"Your Majesty, the wine chosen by the Concubine Xian is also a sweet and elegant wine." Fu Qiufeng winked at Rong Fan, and took out the two silver needles with his left hand to cover his hand. Rong Fan glanced at him, and cooperatively picked up the wine glass .
The hands of the two were very close, and the tips of the two silver needles were stained with wine, but the color did not change. Rong Fan squeezed the silver needles away with a subtle movement, and tried it in the soup again, but there was no change.
"The hares you hunted in the mountains are really strong. I have eaten a meal in the afternoon and I am not hungry yet. Your Majesty, please taste the medicinal food prepared by the concubine first." Fu Qiufeng said with a very ordinary smile, and then gave Chen Tingfang Pour the wine, "Concubine Xian, I don't know much about the rules in the palace. If I have offended you in the past, I hope you will forgive me. I respectfully offer you a glass."
"Where is Mr. Fu, I should thank you for serving His Majesty diligently." Chen Tingfang raised his glass and forced a smile.
Although Rong Fan didn't know why Fu Qiufeng hinted like this, Fu Qiufeng never made any unnecessary gestures. Holding the wine glass, he followed Fu Qiufeng's wishes and said, "I'm not hungry, I can't eat the food, why don't I take it back later?" Make a supper and drink first."
Chen Tingfang shook the hand holding the cup vigorously. Fu Qiufeng had just poured himself half a cup when he noticed that she had an unnatural expression, staring at the chicken soup on the table showing dissatisfaction.
At this round table, Rong Jing and Chen Tingfang were sitting opposite each other, and Fu Qiufeng was sitting between them. He got up and made a toast gesture, covering his head with his sleeve to drink, and Chen Tingfang also raised his glass afterward. It dropped quite a bit.
The problem is not in the wine.Fu Qiufeng thought silently, but still couldn't relax, maybe Chen Tingfang had the antidote.
"The virtuous concubine is generous, and I feel ashamed when I think about the past. Today, I punish myself with three cups, which is regarded as my apology. From now on, I and all the empresses should work together to serve your majesty." Fu Qiufeng poured himself out again. Seeing this, Concubine Xian had no choice but to put on a smile and drink with her.
Rong Fan pretended to take a few sips while Fu Qiufeng was toasting, and quietly poured the wine on the carpet. He glanced sideways at Fu Qiufeng's side, but Fu Qiufeng didn't drink at all.
Rong Fan frowned, and after three cups, Fu Qiufeng sat back on the chair with his forehead, and said in a vague way: "Your Majesty, you and Concubine Xian take it easy... I can't drink enough, Rong Chen should take a break..."
"Oh, you obviously don't know how to drink, but you still have to be brave." Rong Fan said with helplessness in his eyes, "I'll send you back first."
"Your Majesty." Chen Tingfang hurriedly stopped him, "Young Master Fu is drunk, if you leave now, it's cold outside and you'll catch the cold easily, why don't you let him rest here, and leave with Your Majesty when he sobers up."
"Concubine Xian is right." Rong Pin pondered, looked at Chen Tingfang without any trace, and asked suddenly, "Concubine Xian, what are you nervous about?"
"Is there?" Concubine Xian was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head and laughed, "This wine is brought by my concubine, not strong wine, but Mr. Fu is very drunk, I am a little worried about him, but seeing that your majesty drank it well, I think Mr. Fu was young, so he really never drank wine."
"Yes, I once forced him to drink a few cups, and he fell unconscious immediately." Rong Fan said softly, stood up and took off his coat and put it on Fu Qiufeng's shoulders.
Chen Tingfang's lips were pursed tightly, but he smiled again immediately, and took the initiative to pick up the jug and pour wine for Rong Fan: "I have also reflected a lot these days, Your Majesty has your own reasons for doing things, not my concubine." This class of women and Taoists can figure out that this concubine has offended His Majesty in the past, and today I will offer a toast to Your Majesty."
"Concubine Xian is serious." Rong Fan nodded slightly, and was about to pick up the wine glass when Fu Qiufeng, who was leaning on the back of the chair, suddenly bent over and retched, coughing violently.
Chen Tingfang forced back the impatience in his eyes, and said in surprise, "Mr. Fu? Are you okay?"
"Concubine Xian, pour him a cup of tea." Rong Pin stepped forward and patted Fu Qiufeng on the back, "Ah Qiu, bear with me, I will make a bowl of sober soup in the kitchen immediately."
Chen Tingfang turned her head, the tenderness on her face instantly turned into resentment, and she went to bring the tea tray on her coffee table.
Fu Qiufeng grasped Rong Fan's shoulder with one hand and approached weakly, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a clear vision. He finally saw with his own eyes where Rong Fan's danger came from. When Chen Tingfang was pouring wine for Rong Fan, he tapped the rim of the glass with his nails.
"Nails." Fu Qiufeng reminded in a low voice, and cast a stern look at Rong Fan's wine glass, "It's better to be cautious, let's go first."
Before Chen Tingfang turned around, Rong Fan had already understood the meaning of Fu Qiufeng's words. He reached out and quickly switched his and Chen Tingfang's wine glasses, and saw clearly the details of what Fu Qiufeng said when Chen Tingfang was pouring tea.
Those slender hands had coral-colored nails, but Chen Tingfang had always been praised for his elegance and simplicity in the palace, and he had never dyed his nails.
"I want to take Mr. Fu back, Concubine Xian, I have indeed become colder towards you. It is my fault. I will come to see you tomorrow." Rong Fan showed a rare smile to Chen Tingfang, the gentle arc melted at the corner of his mouth, and he pointed Picking up his own glass and drinking it down, he leaned the empty glass slightly forward towards Chen Tingfang, his eyes were more intoxicating than the sake in the glass.
Chen Tingfang stared at those soul-stirring eyes, was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, hurriedly raised his glass to return the salute.
Just as Chen Tingfang finished drinking the changed glass of wine, Fu Qiufeng's dizzy eyes finally calmed down, and the omen above Rong Fan's head disappeared soundlessly like a cloud.
Fu Qiufeng dutifully played the role of being drunk, hanging half of his body on Rong Fan's body, leaning on the table and walking slowly, and walked out of the tent with him, he immediately frowned and said urgently: "Your Majesty, that glass of wine..."
Rong Fan pursed his lips and did not speak, raised his hand to stop him, walked a little farther quickly, then held his throat and spit out the last wine he drank in front of Concubine Xian.
"Cough... Are you sure that Concubine Xian's nails didn't change her style to please me?" Rong Fan let go of Fu Qiufeng with a long sigh of relief.
"I saw Concubine Xian in the kitchen earlier." Fu Qiufeng said cautiously, "She looked unhappy, she didn't seem to be sincerely cooking soup for His Majesty."
"It's just your guess." Rong Fan looked at him and licked the corner of his mouth, "I've been tormented so badly by you."
Fu Qiufeng bowed his head apologetically, and said with a smile: "Although I'm not good at cooking, I can barely fill my stomach by frying two dishes."
"Hmph, it's not too bad." Rong Fan reluctantly agreed, "The concubine Xian drank that glass of wine, and your guess can only be proved by time."
"It's not just wine, I brought this out." Fu Qiufeng spread out his left hand, which had been clenched in his sleeve. He held a wet handkerchief in his palm. "Before I left, I dipped my handkerchief into the bowl of soup for Your Majesty."
For a moment, Rong Fan didn't know whether to say that Fu Qiufeng was thoughtful, or he disliked the sticky stickiness of this thing: "...Hurry up and wash your hands, seal it up and let Lin Ying inspect it."
The two passed behind the tent, and suddenly there was a sound of broken cups and plates in the tent, as well as the voice of the servant girl kneeling down in fright.
"Your Majesty, calm down! You hurt your hand carefully!"
"Get out, get out! Pour out this chicken soup to me, feed the dog! This chair is also smashed, and the things they used are disgusting to me, and that bastard who is willing to be a lowly son of the Duke's Mansion is actually in front of him!" My face seduces His Majesty, they are really a match made in heaven, each of them will dirty my eyes!"
Rong Fan paused, a little surprised, and Fu Qiufeng looked at each other, Fu Qiufeng was the first to speak: "Concubine Xian... so she is such a person?"
"I've never heard of it." Rong Fan shook his head in astonishment, "I've never seen her get angry and curse."
"Your Majesty, calm down, the military tents are not soundproof, be careful!"
"Go away and do things. Do I want you to order me? Your majesty should hear it. I have had enough good words to make excuses... But my days are coming to an end. What are you looking for? Get out!"
Hearing that the maidservants were kicked out by Concubine Xian, Fu Qiufeng quickly dragged Rong Pin to run first.
"It seems that she really wants to poison me, and she thinks it will be successful, so she gets carried away with pride." Rong Pin's tone was heavy, with a cloud of gloom in his eyes, "I always knew that she hated me, but I didn't expect that she would do it herself."
Fu Qiufeng took Rong Fan back to his tent, Xiao Yuanzi didn't follow, and it was quiet here: "Your Majesty, how do you know she hates you?"
"I just know." Rong Fan frowned fiercely, not wanting to say more.
"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng persuaded him softly, "It's not that I doubt your judgment. She must have a motive for poisoning you. If you don't find out, there will be endless troubles."
Rong Pin closed his eyes and stretched out his hand, Fu Qiufeng handed him a cup of tea.
"In her eyes, I am fatuous and incompetent, licentious and immoral, disregarding human life, and ignoring government affairs." Rong Fan twitched the corners of his mouth and sneered, "It's not worth being hated by others."
Fu Qiufeng disagreed: "Concubine Xian is not a chivalrous person who hates evil."
"How do you know she's not?" Rong Fan asked back.
Fu Qiufeng said cautiously: "I read a folklore in Shuangrentai. There was a Lantern Festival one year, and the people who guessed the most lantern riddles were a man and a woman. Because of the masks, the two people did not know their names. They traveled hand in hand. In the capital, they were confidantes by reciting poems and works, but due to their limited status, they had to bid farewell at dawn and each returned home."
"Is there such a thing as the Frost Blade Platform?" Rong Fan asked suspiciously.
"The Frost Blade Terrace has a rich collection of books." Fu Qiufeng said with a smile, "Does Your Majesty know who the rumored men and women are?"
"Who?" Rong Fan narrowed his eyes.
"The virtuous concubine Chen Tingfang." Fu Qiufeng lowered his head and lowered his voice, "and Prince Rongyu."
Hearing that name, Rong Fan's eyes were almost bloodshot. He felt angry for no reason, as if countless angry news were entangled into a mess. An inflated hate.
"You dare to mention the prince to me." Rong Fan clenched his fist and crushed the teacup, the fragments fell on the carpet with a dull sound.
Fu Qiufeng held his breath subconsciously, a little helpless, Rong Fan stared straight at him, his eyes showed a real murderous look, he had never seen Rong Fan so angry before, so he knelt down on one knee to plead guilty: "It's the minister's slip of the tongue..."
"I'm too tolerant of you." Rong Pin interrupted Fu Qiufeng, put down the raised leg, leaned over and squeezed Fu Qiufeng's chin, and said slowly, "You want to say that I'm extremely stupid, let others The woman has been lying to you for three years? You want to say that I have no dignity and that I am an emperor in vain?"
Fu Qiufeng shook his head with difficulty, and suddenly realized that Rong Fan in front of him was too unfamiliar, as if every word he uttered was filled with violence and bloodthirsty, his jaw hurt from Rong Fan's pinching, and Rong Fan's eyes showed no mercy, he could only Palely explained: "I didn't mean that! Your Majesty..."
"Sophistry! You clearly want to satirize me." Rong Pin asserted coldly, he let go of Fu Qiufeng, and raised his hand to strike, when a shadow flashed across the sleeve of his robe, but suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Fu Qiufeng was pushed by Rong Fan, and almost fell down. When he supported the ground, he pressed on the broken porcelain and cut his finger. He didn't care about the pain on his finger. The disappointment in his heart was even worse, but he felt a little weird, Unable to hide his shock, he said, "Your Majesty, are you going to do something to me?"
"I..." Rong Yan stared at the blood spreading on the ground, slowly lowered his right hand, covered his forehead, doubts and struggles gradually gained the upper hand, "No, I don't want to hurt you, this is not I... ... Mo Dou, protect Mr. Fu!"
Mo Dou slipped out of Rong Fan's cuff, crawled along the hem of his clothes to the ground, turned his head and hissed twice at Rong Fan.
Fu Qiufeng stretched out his hand to let Mo Dou come up, looked at Rong Fan in disbelief, tried to stand up, Rong Fan suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Did I make you flat? Kneel down!"
"Your Majesty, forgive me." Fu Qiufeng didn't listen to Rong Fan's order this time. He saw a thin layer of sweat oozing from Rong Fan's forehead, and his condition was obviously wrong, but he felt relaxed in his heart because this was not Rong Fan's original intention, and suppressed his heartbeat. , picked up the teapot and lifted the lid, poured cold tea on Rong Fan's face, and concluded, "Calm down, control your breathing, let go of your thoughts, you are poisoned."
……
In Suzaku Palace, the moonlight melted and everything was silent.
Tang Miao and Liu He each ordered the members of the secret guard team to search the palace according to the plan, and the two went straight to the rockery in the back garden.
The concubine was not in the palace, and the guards were much looser at night. The little eunuch in the backyard was sleeping soundly leaning against the stone pier in the pavilion. Tang Miao flew down from the wall, and his strike stunned a standing eunuch like an electric shock. The defense of the back garden is solved.
"How is your water quality?" Tang Miao squatted by the pool, the dead fish were still floating on the water, he tried the water temperature with his fingers, it was a bit cold, "This pool is quite deep, and it is soaked in rockery, the rockery is full of holes, and There is a pile of aquatic plants, if it gets stuck in it and drowns, it will be a big embarrassment."
"It's okay, the night clothes you are wearing, if you really drown, no one will know that you are the hidden guard of the Frost Blade Terrace." Liu He hehe said in relief, "I'll go down and check first."
"Be careful." Tang Miao whispered.
"I'm good at water, don't worry." Liu He jumped into the water holding his breath, the water surface was so dark that he couldn't see the bottom clearly, Tang Miao waited for a long time before Liu He came up to take a breath.
"There is a strange place." Liu He wiped his face, "I can't see it clearly, the only place in the whole rockery is clean."
Tang Miao took off his mask, held his breath and followed Liuhe down. The bottom of the pool was full of mud, more than a foot deep, and there were some lotus stems. His vision was indeed limited in the dark. The pressure and silence of the water flow made his heart beat faster all the time. Squinting his eyes, he kicked his legs and swam in the direction Liuhe pointed, and got into a narrow cave. He gathered his true energy and looked intently. There was indeed a stone that was not stained with any sticky gray-green.
He curled up as much as he could and turned around to gesture to Liuhe, spitting out a few bubbles. His black clothes almost melted into the pitch-black pool water, embedded in the rockery where it was difficult to turn around. Liuhe nodded outside and drew his sword to warn.
The next moment, Tang Miao groped and moved the stone with all his strength, and there was a little indistinct sound from the water. A stone in front of him suddenly moved aside, revealing a raised stone gate, which was narrow enough for people to pass through. The suction force of the water made Tang Miao jump forward, he passed by and fell to the ground, and the empty echo broke into his ears.
"This... isn't a hole in the sky!" Liu He then followed in, turned over and stood firmly on the ground, took out a fire pocket wrapped in oil paper from his waist and blew it on, saw the lever beside the stone gate, stepped forward and pulled it down, and the stone gate was opened Lowered again, blocking the flow of water.
"Ah-choo!" Tang Miao twisted the water on his sleeve, and by the light of the fire, he could clearly see the traces of the ax chiseling in the passage. It's not easy, after you go out, you can climb over the wall directly, and it will lead in all directions."
"I remember that this landscaping was repaired two years ago." Liu He touched the wall of the cave, "Let's go, let's see where we can get there."
"So it really was the concubine Xian's instruction." Tang Miao directly concluded, "Use landscaping to cover up the fact that the secret road was built."
"It's better not to talk nonsense." Liu He was very cautious, "Why did Concubine Xian do this? Once discovered, it would be a death penalty for implicating the entire family."
"Maybe both she and Chen Junde are lucky. As long as His Majesty dies quickly, the death penalty will not catch up with me." Tang Miao said casually.
"...Pay attention to your words." Liu He reminded with a sigh.
"It's just you and me here, so you don't need to care about the details." Tang Miao patted Liu He on the shoulder, "Young Master Fu doesn't care much about words."
Liu Hexin said that Mr. Fu's influence was almost catching up with that of Commander Wei. He secretly shook his head helplessly. The two walked along the secret road until they reached the end. It was estimated that they had already left the imperial city, and finally approached another gate.
They each hold their swords, open the gate, go out along an arc-shaped passage, and finally enter the water again. The faint light shoots down from the water. The two swim up carefully, probe out, and identify the location. One of the intricate rivers in the middle of the river is just in front of a group of unremarkable people's homes.
The two wrote down the location and went back from the main gate of the imperial city. After a lot of tossing, the secret guards in charge of the Suzaku Palace were almost finished searching. Tang Miao sneezed all the way, and the clothes he steamed with internal force were not very comfortable. He sat on the wall to oversee the work. , a clever hidden guard flashed out from the palace and handed him a painting scroll.
"Master Tang, take a look at this painting." The dark guard said in a low voice, "I found it from the bedside of the Concubine Xian's bedroom."
"What painting? Mysterious, erotic pictures?" Tang Miao unfolded the scroll curiously, looked at it for a while, "Isn't this Your Majesty?"
"Shhh." The dark guard pointed to the small characters below the scroll, "This is not Your Majesty, this is the Crown Prince back then, His Majesty's elder brother, Rong Yu."
……
Fu Qiufeng splashed the tea on Rong Fan's face, and the tea foam hung on his smooth long hair, making Rong Fan's murderous face a little more comical.
Rong Fan was a little dazed, alternately angry and dazed, pointing at Fu Qiufeng with trembling fingers: "How dare you treat me like this! Someone, take him down, I will interrogate myself!"
"Your Majesty, there are no outsiders here. If you need it, I will call a servant." Fu Qiufeng took a few steps back, "At that time, I will never resist whatever you want to do."
"Presumptuous!" Rong Fan knocked heavily on the armrest of the chair, "Kneel down, how dare you speak nonsense in front of me!"
"Your Majesty, let's rest first, and I will leave." Fu Qiufeng took a few steps back.
Rong Fan stood up abruptly, reaching out to grab Fu Qiufeng's collar, Mo Dou poked his head over Fu Qiufeng's shoulder, and bared his fangs at Rong Fan.
Rong Fan was startled, then shook his hands resentfully: "Mo Dou! How dare you betray me, you bastard?"
The corners of Fu Qiufeng's eyes twitched, and he thought that Rong Pin would have to apologize to Mo Dou when he woke up, he retreated farther and farther, turned around and left the camp, and shouted: "Lord Wei!"
Wei Yuan flew over from not far away and asked, "What is the Lord's order?"
"You'll know when you go in." Fu Qiufeng stretched out his bleeding hand, and turned his head meaningfully to signal him to enter the room. "Your Majesty has some special orders that you need to complete."
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