Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

Fu Qiufeng's secretive tone and posture gave Wei Yuan a bad feeling, and he took a step back defensively: "How did your hand hurt?"

"Injured by His Majesty." Fu Qiufeng sighed, he secretly thought that Rong Fan smashed the teacup, and he was scratched by the fragments of the teacup.

The wound was a bit deep, extending from the pulp of the middle finger to the side. Wei Yuan couldn't figure out what it was, and became more and more confused. He entered the tent full of suspicion, and saw Rong Fan supporting the back of the chair with one hand and covering it with the other. He was shaking his head, short of breath, as if he was trying to restrain himself, and was poured with tea, and there was blood on the broken teacup on the ground.

Wei Yuan opened his mouth, and in an instant he deduced the fatal process based on the scene—Rong Xing had been drugged somewhere, and couldn't help but plan to belittle Fu Qiufeng, but Fu Qiufeng was just a serious courtier named in Lanxin Pavilion, a performer Don't sell himself... In short, he resolutely refused, and even poured tea for it, while struggling, Rong Rong smashed the cup, cut Fu Qiufeng's hand, and threatened him to submit.

"My lord, calm down, don't make a big mistake!" Wei Yuan stepped forward, his voice fluctuating, "You hate forcing women the most... Men and women are the same, please calm down, this subordinate will contact Lin Seniors come here."

"Ridiculous! I'm not poisoned, so I don't need that old poisonous lunatic to save me!" Rong Fan stood up straight suddenly, turned his head and said sharply.

Wei Yuan froze on the spot, wanting to ask Fu Qiufeng what was going on.

When Rong Fan's voice changed, he suddenly became gentle and gentle. He took a few steps closer, hid his knife in his smile, and put his hand on Wei Yuan's shoulder: "Wei Yuan, you will listen to me."

"Yes." Wei Yuan said tremblingly.

"Go and tie up Mr. Fu." Rong Fan said softly, "He dared to throw tea at me, what should he do?"

Wei Yuan turned his head little by little, and saw Fu Qiufeng sticking to the door of the tent, bandaging his wound with a handkerchief, staying out of it as if watching the excitement.

Fu Qiufeng looked at Wei Yuan's bewildered look of embarrassment, and while trying to find out how abnormal Rong Fan was, he was not the only one who suffered, he also had a lot of balance, and secretly pressed the corner of his mouth.

"There must be a reason for Mr. Fu." Wei Yuan thought about it.

"Wei Yuan, you have disappointed me so much." Rong Pin slowly clasped the hand on Wei Yuan's shoulder, his eyes were as cold as ice, "Kneel down."

Wei Yuan's heart tightened, his face turned pale, he knelt down straight, without letting go of his strength, his knees hit the ground firmly, and said in a hoarse voice: "This subordinate is guilty, I beg the Lord to calm down!"

"I'm not angry, how could I be angry with you? You are my right-hand man." Rong Fan patted Wei Yuan's shoulder twice, and leaned close to Wei Yuan's ear, "You are willing to do anything for me ,Right?"

"Yes, this subordinate is willing to go through fire and water for the lord, and be smashed to pieces." Wei Yuan hid in a panic, "Master, what on earth are you..."

"Take Mr. Fu down." Rong Pin pressed Wei Yuan's shoulders, pushed him to look back, his tone was cold, his breath was fiery, and his voice was hoarse and seductive, "He stained my clothes, and I also want to stain Fu Young Master... If you don't do it, I won't love you any more."

Wei Yuan froze all over, goosebumps shook off the ground, he flung away Rong Fan's hand in shock, he collected himself, felt astonished at the same time and finally noticed something strange, Rong Fan's hand was very hot, hotter than normal much.

"Offended." Wei Yuan pleaded guilty in a low voice, and immediately raised a knife in his hand and slashed at the back of Rong Fan's neck, knocking him unconscious.

"Commander Wei is decisive." Fu Qiufeng cupped his hands and said.

"Fu Qiufeng! Why didn't you tell me that the Lord was poisoned?" Wei Yuan put Rong Pin on the ground, and then he realized that his arms were shaking a little. What's the matter? I'm still worried about you!"

"Well, because I was also scared by His Majesty before, I don't know if His Majesty is only targeting me, so I want Master Wei to try it too." Fu Qiufeng said innocently and frankly, "You can't know how powerful this poison is unless you experience it yourself. Master Wei should know about His Majesty's situation."

Wei Yuan gritted his teeth for a while: "You obviously don't want to suffer yourself, but you want to drag people into trouble."

"Misunderstanding, I have apologized to Commander Wei, and I will invite Commander Wei to have a meal in the future to apologize." Fu Qiufeng bowed to him sincerely, "What do you know about His Majesty's strange behavior?"

Wei Yuan had no choice but to follow up with Fu Qiufeng to talk about serious matters, he couldn't settle the score for the time being, he frowned and said: "The master has special internal strength, if he is poisoned by ordinary poison, the true energy will run and dissolve."

"Your Majesty told me that it is a forbidden technique of Li Kingdom." Fu Qiufeng nodded.

Wei Yuan was slightly surprised: "My lord really trusts you."

"Don't dare, I still have to learn from Commander Wei." Fu Qiufeng said modestly.

Wei Yuan tested the temperature on the forehead with the back of his hand, and it was hot: "Those two silver needles were made by Senior Lin, and even the needles couldn't be detected. This poison is extraordinary, and I'm afraid it won't be able to dissolve for a while. Moreover, the high fever brought about by the passive circulation of zhenqi is even more dangerous, didn't you go to have dinner with Concubine Xian? Where did the Lord get poisoned?"

Fu Qiufeng twisted a towel and put it on Rong Fan's head, and explained to Wei Yuan the reason why he wanted a silver needle for a drug test, and how he had dinner with Concubine Xian: "I was just suspicious at first, and His Majesty also cooperated with me, and I never touched it. Concubine Xian's meals are right."

Fu Qiufeng couldn't figure out where Rong Fan was poisoned. Chen Tingfang dyed her nails, presumably to cover up the poison hidden in the crevices of her nails with color. The last cup Rong Fan drank was made by Chen Tingfang for herself. Pour, she won't poison herself, that glass of wine is safe, besides, just in case Rong Fan spits it out in the end.

Fu Qiufeng thought about Rong Fan's anomaly, and then recalled that Chen Tingfang lost his temper in the tent before, and all doubts were easily resolved. Chen Tingfang drank the poisonous wine that Rong Fan had exchanged, and made himself trapped.

"Could someone provide poison for Concubine Xian? Judging from the performance of Concubine Xian and His Majesty, this poison can change people's temperament drastically, making them irritable and irritable." Fu Qiufeng and Wei Yuan speculated, "I don't know if Concubine Xian is rational at this time. It's best to ask her where the antidote is right now."

"Based on our identities, we need to interrogate Concubine Xian..." Wei Yuan was a little embarrassed, but when he saw the unconscious face, he gritted his teeth and said, "I will handle this matter, and I will bear the consequences."

"Don't be impulsive." Fu Qiufeng raised his hand to stop him, "There is someone more suitable than you and me."

Wei Yuan thought about it carefully, and said clearly: "Concubine? I'll go right away!"

He just ran out of the tent, but the lights not far away gradually boiled up, and the patrolling guards on horseback held torches, pulling them into a dancing river of light in the wide camp.

"What's the noise?" Wei Yuan stopped an anxious court lady and asked.

"My lord, the concubine Xian is gone." The palace maid trembled and said, "The concubine Xian said not long ago that she wanted to go out to relax and sober up, so she ran away quickly. The sisters who accompanied her didn't catch up with her, so I don't know where the concubine went. !"

Wei Yuan waved her hand to let her continue to look for someone, returned to the tent impatiently, and said to Fu Qiufeng: "It's too late, Concubine Xian is missing, whether it's absconding in fear of crime or dementia caused by poison, we can't afford to wait, I'll arrange a carriage to send the master off Last time I go back to the palace, I ask Senior Lin to act, and you help the Lord to come out."

"That's the only way to go." Fu Qiufeng agreed in a deep voice, and went out with Rong Fan's arm.

Wei Yuan ordered his accompanying secret guards to search for Chen Tingfang's whereabouts, and he drove Rong Fan back to the palace. Halfway through the carriage, a figure in black riding a horse galloped past the other side of the official road. Pulling the reins, he turned and chased after him.

Fu Qiufeng clenched the dagger tightly in the car, watching the rear from the gap in the curtains, but the man approached and shouted: "Boss, is that you?"

"Tang Miao?" Wei Yuan stopped the carriage, feeling a little nervous, "Has something happened in the palace?"

"No, the mission went very well." Tang Miao reined in the horse and turned over beside the carriage, "Is it convenient to talk?"

"Speak." Wei Yuan said.

"The secret path has been found. It is in the Suzaku Palace. I am going to report to His Majesty. Are you going back to the palace?" Tang Miao asked.

When Fu Qiufeng heard this, he suddenly realized that all the key points seemed to be connected together.

"There was an accident." Wei Yuan was no longer surprised when he heard that the secret path was in Chen Tingfang Palace, "There is no need to go to Beishan, let's go back to Shuangren Terrace."

"Besides the secret way, there is one more thing." Tang Miao's expression was a bit complicated, curiosity and gossip mixed with unbelievable surprise, he looked like he had learned a lot, and pointed to the carriage, "Who is in the carriage?" VIP? Can I have a seat?"

"What's the matter? Master Tang is so eager to share?" Fu Qiufeng lifted the curtain of the car and poked his head out with a smile, "We are in a hurry to go back to the palace, we can't add any more burdens, you should ride the horse yourself."

"Master Fu." Tang Miao cupped his hands casually, and took out a scroll from his arms, "I found it at the bedside of Concubine Xian, and she kept it very carefully. Guess who it is."

He rushed to Wei Yuan and Fu Qiufeng to put down the scrolls, and slowly moved from Wei Yuan to Fu Qiufeng. Wei Yuan took a closer look, his expression changed, but Fu Qiufeng didn't see anything strange.

"Which imperial brother is this His Majesty?" Fu Qiufeng asked. The person in the painting stands under a green pine with a sword behind his back. He is seven or eight points similar to Rong Fan, with exquisite facial features, but more clear and upright than Rong Fan. .

"Here, aren't you afraid of losing your head?" Wei Yuan grabbed the scroll and rolled it back, glaring at Tang Miao fiercely.

"Commander Wei, please don't be angry, this subordinate only talks to you and Mr. Fu." Tang Miao apologized, "But the concubine Xian can keep this thing by her side, and look at the date of signature, this painting is from the hand of Concubine Xian, it has been It's been eight years, and that's the big crime of losing your head."

"You go back to the Frost Blade Terrace first, don't reveal this matter for now." Wei Yuan ordered, "If you find the secret passage, don't say anything, send two people to secretly monitor the entrance of the secret passage, and don't wantonly search."

"Yes." Tang Miao took the order, got on the horse, shook the reins and ran away.

"Is the person in the painting the prince?" Fu Qiufeng asked Wei Yuan in a low voice.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't." Wei Yuan remained silent.

"I told Your Majesty before that Concubine Xian might be an old acquaintance with the Crown Prince, but His Majesty suddenly became angry and almost slapped me." Fu Qiufeng leaned against the car door with his arms folded.

"Then you still don't take it as a warning?" Wei Yuan said coldly.

"So the folk rumors are true?" Fu Qiufeng continued, stroking his chin with his index finger to analyze, "The concubine Xian had a relationship with the crown prince, but after the crown prince died, she entered the palace as a concubine. They conspired with each other, and the secret passage was opened in the Vermilion Bird Palace, which is enough to provide cover for the mysterious person to enter and exit, and the reason why Yang Huai confessed immediately is because we played it wrongly, and the concubine Xian is indeed related to the assassin."

"That mysterious person gave her the poison?" Wei Yuan was puzzled, "My lord and Concubine Xian have not only eaten this meal, why didn't they poison them earlier?"

"Maybe the timing is wrong." Fu Qiufeng pondered.

"Then now is the right time?" Wei Yuan questioned, and then he was taken aback, feeling uncomfortable, "...Maybe they have created the right time, a time that can make something happen to the Lord, profit from it, and follow the trend .”

Both of them felt that the truth was clear, but the crisis was far from over, so they couldn't help but fell silent. At this moment, Rong Yan who was lying in the carriage woke up leisurely.

Fu Qiufeng urged Wei Yuan, "Go and beat him unconscious."

"The Lord has a body of ten thousand gold, how can he offend at will?" Wei Yuan shook his head and refused.

Fu Qiufeng sighed silently: "Speed ​​up, I'll deal with it."

"Where is this?" Rong Fan stood up, still a little dazed, he looked around, the carriage accelerated and bumped, he shook his head while supporting the carriage, seeing Fu Qiufeng sitting across from him, he felt angry from the heart.

"Very good, it seems that you are waiting for me to do it myself." Rong Fan sneered, "Stop the car, I don't want to take a carriage!"

Fu Qiufeng was speechless for a while, he took out a water bag from under the seat of the carriage, and asked in a good voice: "Your Majesty, are you not thirsty? Drink some water."

Rong Fan was a little thirsty, his throat was dry, and the heat coming from nowhere made him even more upset, and he couldn't see anything. He grabbed the water bag, raised his head and took a few sips, and the clear water trickled down his chin into the neckline , he opened the collar more casually, fixed his eyes on Fu Qiufeng, and suddenly stood up with one hand supporting the roof of the carriage, and poured the remaining water on Fu Qiufeng.

Fu Qiufeng closed his eyes slowly, his forehead was wet and stuck to his face, and the water dripped down, making him a little embarrassed.

"Don't even think about ordering me." Rong Fan raised the corners of his mouth viciously, and turned around to raise the curtain of the car, "Who is driving? I'm going back to the palace."

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng raised his hand and pulled the corner of Rong Fan's clothes. His long eyelashes were dripping with water, his expression was flat, and it seemed that the end of the extreme coldness was another kind of charming style. He bent the corners of his lips and asked, " Don't you want to dirty the minister? Don't worry about the carriage, your majesty speaks so well, there is no reason to break his promise."

Rong Fan paused, turned around and said proudly: "Want to seduce me? Then kneel down, you are not worthy to be equal to me."

Fu Qiufeng slowly left the seat and knelt down: "Can I start seducing now?"

"Mr. Fu, don't think that I will forgive you if you lower your posture." Rong Fan sat down on the couch, "This is not enough."

"I have learned some massage techniques, before your Majesty decides to punish you, you might as well let me show you one or two." Fu Qiufeng said softly, put one hand on Rong Bing's leg, and moved closer, "Your Majesty, relax."

"Hmph, if I'm not satisfied, then you're going to be more guilty." Rong Fan closed his eyes and leaned on the carriage with his legs crossed.

Fu Qiufeng knelt in front of him, slowly massaged his calf, all the way up, and when he touched the overlapping legs through the hem of his jacket, Rong Fan suddenly grabbed Fu Qiufeng's wrist.

"Don't make up your own mind and make me angry." Rong Yan narrowed his eyes and warned Fu Qiufeng.

Fu Qiufeng straightened his waist, leaned into Rong Fan's arms, put his right hand on Rong Fan's shoulder, squeezed the side of his neck, and said in a low voice: "Isn't it okay there? If you don't touch it, Your Majesty, relax and have a good rest."

A moment of sobriety flashed in Rong Fan's eyes, he came back to his senses, and was so frightened that Fu Qiufeng had also been poisoned by some kind of ghost.

Wei Yuan held the reins tightly, wishing he could be deaf on the spot, he said to himself that Fu Qiufeng had eaten a few concubines, obviously he was only responsible for driving, but he was tortured for the easiest job.

"Why am I not in charge of driving." Fu Qiufeng lifted the curtain of the car to ventilate the air, and stroked his wet hair, "I have dabbled in all six arts, and five driving is not a problem, let's change."

"No." Wei Yuan resolutely refused to let go of the rein, "Are you alright?"

"I'm very angry." Fu Qiufeng said flatly.

Wei Yuan: "..."

Wei Yuan asked again: "How is the Lord?"

"Asleep." Fu Qiufeng said.

"...Did you faint?" Wei Yuan looked sideways.

"I fell asleep!" Fu Qiufeng emphasized, "Your Majesty won't find any clues when he wakes up. I'm very skilled."

"Oh, cough." Wei Yuan turned his head unnaturally when he heard the word "manipulation", his ears turned red.

Fu Qiufeng rubbed his temples: "It's acting, just to make His Majesty quiet! Who told you not to do it?"

"The imperial city is coming soon." Wei Yuan quickly changed the subject, "Put down the car curtain quickly, don't catch the cold."

When the sky was just bright, the carriage rushed into the city gate, Wei Yuan showed the token in one hand, and drove the carriage directly to Zhuyun Pavilion.

At the gate of Zhuyun Pavilion, Wei Yuan was about to help Rong Fan to ask for help, but Fu Qiufeng stopped him and said in a low voice, "I'm afraid it's not enough to describe the effect of this poison just by your dictation."

Wei Yuan felt strange for a while, and said vigilantly, "What do you want to do?"

"Wake up Your Majesty first." Fu Qiufeng reached out and pressed Rong Fen's face, then turned around and quickly jumped out of the car, hiding behind a tree.

Wei Yuan saw that he was very skillful in leaving the scene to hide his figure, and after a moment of hesitation, he also ran over. After a while, he saw Rong Fen rubbing his neck and standing at the door of Zhuyun Pavilion, and then stepped into the four wide open doors.

Lin Ying wanted to take some cooling ointment this morning, so he got up early, and the book boy Xiaolu dragged a stretcher to transport a corpse away before the door could be closed.

He was wearing a coat, stepped on the back of his sandals, and walked to the door of the house with a basin of wash water, yawned, raised his foot to open the door, and suddenly saw Rong Fan leaning on the door frame with his elbows, palms resting on his forehead He tilted his head and looked over.

Lin Ying was so shocked by Rong Yan's indescribable domineering posture that he held back his yawn, raised his head and said in distaste: "What are you doing here so early, let me go."

The corner of Rong Fan's mouth curled into a cold smile: "Presumptuous, Mr. Lin, who allows you to talk to me like this?"

Lin Ying was taken aback, and looked at Rong Yan inexplicably. Seeing his pale face, rosy cheeks, and vain breath, he thought he was too drunk, so he didn't bother to talk to him: "Yes, yes, your majesty, please let me go. business to do."

"Hmph, it's admirable to be perfunctory to me without sincerity." Instead of giving in, Rong Fan stepped forward and pinched Lin Ying's coat collar together, "Lin Ying, don't forget your identity, You are just my pharmacist, you are disheveled early in the morning, are you trying to seduce me? I will not accept your tricks."

"...Where did the fake wine come from!" Lin Zheng scolded in a low voice, "I don't care about drunks, and if I don't give way, I will clear the venue."

"It's a thief to grow old and not die. I've wanted to say it a long time ago. You're only good-looking in this skin, but it's full of vicious poison inside. I shouldn't treat you extravagantly and let you get carried away." Rong slapped Slapped on the door frame with one hand, blocked Lin Ying at the door, and despised him condescendingly, "Don't you even know how to kneel down and say hello to me?"

Lin Ying shook his hand, and the water basin slammed on the ground. He couldn't believe it, his lips trembled, and he pointed at Rong Fan and said angrily, "You... you, you, you! Boy, do you really think so? The old man expended so much skill When Bao rescued you, you were a fart emperor, but now that your wings are stiff, you are about to cross the river and tear down the bridge, are you a dead dog?"

"Don't try to tell me, I broke your heart." Rong Fan touched Lin Ying's face with the other hand, leaned closer and sneered, "You and I each take what we need, but what you don't deserve, I don't intend to reward you any more."

Lin Zheng gritted his teeth, grabbed Rong Fan's wrist and broke it away, then froze, began to sound his pulse habitually, his expression gradually became serious, and with a flick of his fingertips, three thin needles came out, and he turned around and flashed behind Rong Fan, Insert a fine needle into the back of the head.

Rong Fan slowly slid down the door frame, leaned against the wall, blinked, a little dazed.

Lin Ying turned his head, retracted and released his ten fingers, buckled four silver needles each, and flung them towards the place where the gradually clear breath came from outside the door.

Behind the tree, Wei Yuan took a step sideways, and drew his sword to block the eight silver needles locking the vitals of his body. After the sound of gold and iron colliding, Wei Yuan raised his voice and shouted: "Senior, be merciful!"

"You two boys!" Seeing that it was Wei Yuan, Lin Zheng kicked the copper basin, "Why didn't you tell the old man that he was poisoned? Make the old man faint and see who will save your master!"

Fu Qiufeng apologized to Lin Ying from a distance, tilted his head and said to Wei Yuan in a low voice, "Now you understand."

When a person suffers, it is unavoidable to hope that someone will suffer with him. Wei Yuan nodded, witnessed Rong Fan's series of operations, and covered his face sinfully: "I'm balanced."

The two walked quickly into the courtyard. Fu Qiufeng saw Lin Zheng for the first time after his eyesight recovered. He was handsome, with low hair tied behind his head, and he didn't wear shoes properly. When he fished out a small jar from the big urn under the window, Fu Qiufeng clearly saw a complete skeleton in the urn, with some shreds of meat on the bones.

Wei Yuan told Lin Ying what had happened. Lin Ying shook the jar in his hand and nodded from time to time. Fu Qiufeng walked up to Rong Fan and knelt down, shaking his hand in front of his eyes.

"...I'm not blind." Rong Fan said, he leaned sideways against the wall, lowered his head and covered his head with a fluttering voice, "It's so hot, what kind of poison is this?"

"It seems that His Majesty is awake." Fu Qiufeng heaved a sigh of relief.

Rong Fan glanced at Wei Yuan and Lin Ying who were talking, then turned to the base of the wall, sighed and said in a low voice, "Why didn't you stop me! What nonsense have I said and how many stupid things have I done!"

"You are a patient, everyone must understand." Fu Qiufeng patted Rong Fen's shoulder lightly, with a kind tone.

"You're not injured... Are your hands okay?" Rong Fan forcibly forgot the scene just now, and just wanted to care about Fu Qiufeng, when he saw the cloth wrapped around his fingers, he changed his words apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's my lack of will."

"This poison is not an ordinary thing, even Senior Lin's silver needle can't be tested." Fu Qiufeng took out a handkerchief and wiped Rong Fan's sweat, his forehead was hot like a fever, "Be careful, and you will still be hit by it unexpectedly." Yes, it's my negligence."

Rong Fan's mind was a little confused, he recalled it, and suddenly realized: "It's that bowl of soup. I tasted a little at the beginning, but the soup was still too hot, so I put it back."

Fu Qiufeng touched the small box at his waist, and quickly took it out and handed it to Lin Zheng: "Senior Lin, this is a handkerchief with poisonous chicken soup on it. You should need it."

Lin Ying slapped his palm: "The old man just said that it is difficult to do without poison samples, so hurry up and get them."

"Senior, what kind of poison is this?" Fu Qiufeng asked with a frown.

"A kind of plant poison that disturbs the mind." Lin Zheng said solemnly, "The prescriptions handed down from the ancient Li country are missing seven or eighty-eight, but the old man specializes in the study of Gu poison, and I happen to know a similar poison. Planting poisonous ivy and poisonous mushrooms that are eroded by miasma day and night in the deep mountains, the victims will unconsciously change their temperament, become irritable, violent and bloodthirsty, and finally their blood will rush against the seven orifices and bleed to death.”

"Then how long will it take for you to solve it?" Fu Qiufeng took a breath, he can change a person's character and style, and his intentions are so sinister.

"Oh, you're sensible, and I didn't ask the old man if he could cure it." Lin Zheng smiled with satisfaction, "I looked at his pulse, and the poisoning is still mild, so I can still wake up occasionally, and I will give the old man five days to keep the medicine until the disease is cured. "

While they were talking, a clear voice came from far outside the door: "Senior Lin!"

Lin Ying raised his head: "It's the Shangguan girl."

He turned his face to look at Rong Yan, smiled darkly, stepped forward and quickly pulled out the needle, beckoned Fu Qiufeng and Wei Yuan to hide aside and said: "I can't be the only one who is blind, let her try too!"

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