Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

Fu Qiufeng held Rong Fan's wrist, pinched his pulse gate with his fingertips, and then moved up two inches to relax a bit, making sure that this movement didn't feel like an over-the-shoulder fall.

"Your Majesty, it's still Chenzheng, early in the morning." Fu Qiufeng reminded, "You may need to rest and catch up on sleep."

"I need you." Rong Fan said without doubt, "It's not your turn to teach me how to do things."

"Your minister is not feeling well today." Fu Qiufeng discussed.

"Stop making excuses, weren't you very energetic when you stopped in Luan Palace?" Rong Chen snorted.

Fu Qiufeng sighed anxiously in his heart, Rong Fan made a slight struggle, flipped his sleeves, and Fu Qiufeng's fingers fell on his smooth and cold skin.

...It's very cold, not even the temperature that a living person should have.

Fu Qiufeng let go of Rong Ping, and calmed down his expression a little bit. Since he was 15 years old and escaped death and finally became the late emperor's hidden guard, he has learned to abandon himself to carry out orders, test poison, block knives, torture and assassinate. As long as it is the order of the late emperor, he will do anything. It can be done, the secret guard only has "yes" and no "no". He is also loyal to the crown prince. His existence is only for the emperor, but the emperor abandoned him.

"Is this an order from His Majesty?" Fu Qiufeng asked.

"So what if it's an order?" Rong Fan hugged Fu Qiufeng from behind, slowly entwining a strand of hair that fell to his chest with his fingertips, his playful tone and always lazy and soft voice, as if he was the seductive and serious emperor The beauty queen.

But Fu Qiufeng just bowed his head and said: "If His Majesty orders, I must fulfill my duty."

Rong Fan stopped moving, and pulled Fu Qiufeng half a circle against the wall. Fu Qiufeng let him push and push, staring down at the floor.

Rong Fan was a little annoyed at once, wondering if he wanted to attract his attention with a unique style?He pinched Fu Qiufeng's chin to force him to look up, and met those dark eyes, but he didn't see any secret joy or disgust, only a dullness like a pool of stagnant water.

"Hmph, I'm not such an incomprehensible person." A little surprise flashed in Rong Fan's heart, and then he grabbed Fu Qiufeng's collar and pushed him back, "I never give orders in the palace of concubines, but you If you dissatisfy me, prepare to bury it in the courtyard and use it as flower fertilizer for Haitang."

The foreground turned upside down in an instant, Fu Qiufeng was a little dizzy: "Your Majesty, doing this will only damage the roots of the tree."

Rong Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "Shut up."

Fu Qiufeng swallowed back his more incomprehensible words, and Rong Fen's cold hands penetrated into the front of the deep clothes, brushing his chest and waist inch by inch through the underwear, he tried his best to hold his breath and relax, but he couldn't help but feel that compared to some Action, it's more like a body search.

"You still dare to be in a daze?" Rong Fan took off his belt threateningly.

"You tell me to shut up." Fu Qiufeng turned his head and exhaled. Since Rong Fan approached him, a strong aroma that cannot be ignored began to accumulate continuously. The chill invaded the flesh and blood through a layer of fabric, like crawling into a wandering snake. He shivered, his stomach churning.

Rong Fan rested one hand on the back of Fu Qiufeng's neck, the moon-white gown that looked like an elegant man was ripped apart by him, revealing his clear collarbone, he saw Fu Qiufeng's slanted eyebrows wrinkled, his fair face stained a thin red, This handsome and impersonal face finally became fragile, and he couldn't help but laugh mischievously.

"Aifei really underestimates herself. If she looks mediocre, wouldn't everyone in the world be unsightly?" Rong Fan looked at Fu Qiufeng affectionately, pulled his hand and brought it to his waist, "Come, change clothes for me." .”

Fu Qiufeng keenly felt that something cold and wet rubbed against the back of his hand, and he helped Rongpin's waist, revealing a bit of unbearable pain.

"The heart is beating so fast, is this going to work?" Rong Yan turned cold, "Mr. Xiangguo has never given a performance to ask me to withdraw my order. It is so simple to let you enter the palace and lose all the face of the Duke's mansion. What the hell is he doing?" For what purpose?"

Fu Qiufeng opened his mouth, sat up suddenly and pushed Rong Fan away suddenly, bent over and retched for a while.

Rong Fan was caught off guard, the back of his head hit the bedpost on the other side, and a string of gold stars appeared in front of his eyes. He silently covered his head and slowly fell on the bed, turned over and lay down under the quilt, and gritted his teeth. The snake cocked its tail and went back again.

"Are you tired of working?" Rong Fan turned his head and asked, Fu Qiufeng, who was squatting beside the bed and retching, vomited it out.

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan became angry from embarrassment: "Is that why I make you so disgusting?"

Rong Fen's face turned red with anger: "Since it's uncomfortable, why don't you hit the wall and kill yourself, so that I can award you a memorial archway?"

Rong Pin slammed his fist on the wall, shaking his hands so painfully: "No one has ever dared to humiliate me like this!"

Fu Qiufeng just took a breath, and leaned on the edge of the bed in a cold sweat: "Your Majesty, I'm dizzy in the sedan chair."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Pin's stomach ached from choking: "Then why did you go back to the capital?"

"Riding a horse." Fu Qiufeng said truthfully.

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan said angrily, "Why didn't you tell me earlier when you were dizzy?"

"Have you forgotten, Your Majesty?" Fu Qiufeng took off his coat and threw it on the ground to cover the puddle of indecent substance, sighing, "I'm not feeling well today, but you won't listen."

After hearing this, Rong Fan was silent, he didn't find out anything, and he didn't use his pet, he only got a bag on the back of his head.

"It's a good thing I didn't spit on you, otherwise I will die." Fu Qiufeng turned around and said, "I feel better now, Your Majesty want to continue?"

Rong Fan hurriedly retreated, stood up and took a few feet, and gave him a hard look: "Don't think that I will spare you."

Fu Qiufeng reluctantly saluted and said, "Respectfully send your Majesty off."

Rong Fan slammed the door angrily and left. Fu Qiufeng sat on the edge of the bed and held his forehead. It was very hot, probably because he had a fever. He looked carefully at the back of his hand, and there was indeed a not-so-obvious water mark.

It must be the snake raised by Rong Fen... Fu Qiufeng couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, what's the purpose of putting the snake on the bed, is there such a way to help the fun, Emperor Dayi really knows how to play?

Rong Fan hurriedly left with a sullen face, saw Zhang Cai who was busy sweeping the floor in the courtyard, stopped him and asked, "Did Mr. Fu mention me?"

Zhang Cai knelt down and thought for a while, then carefully said: "Yes, when the young master woke up, he asked His Majesty where he was, and he also said that His Majesty is a good-looking person."

Rong Fan looked back in disgust, calmed down a little, and walked away.

Zhang Cai threw the broom and ran back to the bedroom door. One of the hinges was broken, and the whole door was hanging crookedly. Fu Qiufeng leaned against the bed with messy clothes, looking tired. Seeing this, he blurted out: "Your Majesty, let's go now." Is it so fast?"

Fu Qiufeng raised his eyelids, and said flatly, "Can you speak quickly about His Majesty's affairs? That's called speed."

Zhang Cai: "..."

The corners of Zhang Cai's mouth twitched: "There seems to be some smell in the room. The door is broken anyway."

"What do you know, a servant?" Fu Qiufeng said calmly, "Go fry a bowl of ginger soup."

"Oh, I'm going now, servant girl. It's a great thing for His Majesty to come to our Lanxin Pavilion in person. This servant girl will cook a few more dishes today." Zhang Cai took two steps back obediently, and then remembered, "Do you want this servant girl to go to the Grand Palace?" Get some ointment from the hospital? I heard from my sister in the palace that I might use it."

Fu Qiufeng urged impatiently: "I don't feel the need at all, go quickly."

Zhang Cai helped the door panel down, and ran all the way to the kitchen, belatedly thinking about how to listen to the young master, it seems that His Majesty is not good at it.

Rong Fan still didn't know that Fu Qiufeng ruined his reputation with a cold and down-to-earth expression, so he turned to the secret dungeon of Frost Blade Terrace, and sneezed several times in the cold and damp prison.

Wei Yuan tied up the comatose guards, saw Rong Fen gnashing his teeth and rubbing his nose, wanting to say a word of concern, but in the end he bowed his head and didn't speak.

"Did you ask for a confession?" Rong Fan sat on the most luxurious wooden chair to the north of the execution room, dragging his chin and asked.

Wei Yuan said anxiously: "Subordinate...there is no snake that Mr. Fu mentioned, so I gave him a drug for the time being, but he has not woken up yet."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan looked up at Wei Yuan helplessly, Wei Yuan quickly knelt down, he sympathized and said: "What evil did I do, my leader of the Frost Blade Terrace, how can he be a fool."

"This subordinate is ashamed." Wei Yuan's eyes were full of shame.

"Think with your brain, is there really such a thing in the world?" Rong Fan took out the long-handled soldering iron from the nearby brazier, and put the red end in front of Wei Yuan. Wei Yuan trembled, but still didn't move, Rong Fan Carrying the soldering iron and walking behind him, the scorching heat went down from the back of the neck and stopped in the middle of the shoulder blades.

Wei Yuan's heart beat violently, he thought that this time he had really offended the Lord, and then he felt a heavy weight on his back.

"Well... this subordinate is damned, this subordinate must make him confess!" Wei Yuan clenched his fists and shouted tremblingly.

"Oh." Rong Fan laughed, "Does it hurt?"

Wei Yuan was taken aback.

Rong Fan threw the soldering iron back into the brazier, sat down and said: "The handle I use, I don't have any trustworthy people around me, even fools have to make do with it, what I said to Mr. Fu was just to create fear, just like what I just said , you thought that I would execute the sentence, but at this moment you are already panicking."

"The subordinates are stupid." Wei Yuan suddenly realized.

Rong Zhen clicked his tongue, and suddenly thought: "Hmph, Mr. Fu is plausible, I don't know how capable his subordinates are, you go and bring him, let him handle this matter, if it is not good, just find someone The pond drowned him, and he stumbled once, nothing new, I always think he has ulterior motives."

Wei Yuan led the order to go down, Rong Fan called him again, yawned, leaned on the armrest of the chair with his arms pillowed, and said softly: "I'll go in half an hour, I haven't slept for two days, let's take a nap first. "

In the Lanxin Pavilion, Fu Qiufeng cleaned the floor by himself, took a hot bath to adjust his breath, and finally felt a lot more relaxed. After a few days, he also discovered the problem he was facing now. This ordinary person's body could not fully adapt to it. His internal strength has caused his backache and leg pain to become more and more serious.

Zhang Cai brought ginger soup, and he shook the bowl to the sun in the window, Zhang Cai asked puzzled, "Master, did any bugs fall into the bowl?"

Fu Qiufeng stared blankly at Wan, then shook his head: "It's hard work, let's go down."

This is the most basic method of drug testing. Even after arriving here, his identity has changed from a secret guard to a male waiter. When he is bored and basking in the sun, he will still want to squat on the roof at any angle without being noticed, and replace it with the one sent by Zhang Cai. When he was wearing clothes, he subconsciously searched for the hidden buttons in his arms... Maybe he, even if he comforted himself to go out of the palace and become a nursing home, he would never be qualified to lead a normal life.

Fu Qiufeng sighed faintly, the hidden guards could only obey the emperor's orders...except for serving the bed, only serving the bed is not very good, if what Emperor Dayi needs is a secret guard who is doing business instead of bed work, that would be great.

He finished drinking a bowl of ginger soup, and was about to go out to continue basking in the sun, when the cool wind swept down from the roof and blocked him at the entrance of the hall.

"As ordered by His Majesty, I will take you to the Frost Blade Terrace."