Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

It can make Chen Tingfang wake up. This medicine is really urgently needed right now. Fu Qiufeng smiled and said: "I received the news that Concubine Xian tried to kill herself by biting her tongue when she regained her sanity for a while, but she was stopped. She has recovered from the poison and is recovering from her injuries. She can't speak." .”

"Then come to me when she can talk." Lin Ying showed a trace of excitement, "The pampered lady, the respected lord of the first palace, has the courage to bite her tongue and kill herself. It is impossible to say that such a material is particularly resilient. .”

"Don't think about her, she is not an ordinary death row prisoner." Rong Fan raised his forehead impatiently and shook the medicine bowl. The turbid dark brown liquid gave off bursts of stench. His face was ugly, and he asked Lin Ying, "What the hell is going on?" What is it?"

"Blood." Lin Zheng said truthfully.

Rong Fan's stomach suddenly churned: "What blood?"

Lin Ying spread his hands and said, "Just treat it as duck blood, it's easier to accept."

Of course Rong Fan didn't believe in Lin Ying's perfunctory, but he believed in Lin Ying's medical skills, he gulped down his breath with his teeth clenched, and snatched the warm water that Fu Qiufeng handed over in a timely manner.

"By the way, there are still assassins who have not been delivered to the door recently, and I will distribute a few more to the old man." Before leaving, Lin Ying asked, "I used one for you just now, and now there are only two medicine pots left. The dosage of the medicine is not sure."

Only then did Rong Fan suppress the fishy smell in his mouth, and when he heard this and looked at the bowl again, he felt even more nauseous: "...let someone go find Wei Yuan."

"Okay." Lin Zheng opened the door contentedly.

Fu Qiufeng went to change a pot of new tea for Rong Fan to rinse his mouth, Rong Fan folded his arms and leaned against the back of the chair, closed his eyes, and forcibly suppressed the feeling of nausea, slightly raised his chin to Fu Qiufeng: "Go back to Lanxin Pavilion and rest. , I still want to read the memorial, so I won’t keep you.”

"Yes." Fu Qiufeng noticed that Rong Fan was in a bad mood, and nodded, "I will take my leave first."

In his heart, he was a little bit brooding about what Rong Yu couldn't finish, and was very curious about what Rong Yu had done, but Rong Yu didn't intend to continue, so he could only go back to the Lanxin Pavilion and say a few words to appease his worries. Mariko went back to sleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Qiufeng got up to wash up, and prepared to go to Shuangrentai early as usual, Xiao Yuanzi came over strangely and reported: "My lord, a master from Shuangrentai came to look for you, and he is standing in the courtyard."

"How long have you been here? Why didn't you wake me up?" Fu Qiufeng asked while changing clothes.

Xiao Yuanzi said: "He was there when the servant got up, he said he dare not disturb the master, he won't let the servant call you."

Fu Qiufeng wondered which hidden guard was so cautious. He had memorized all the hidden guards on the Frost Blade Terrace these days. He didn't know how many people Tang Miao had misled. If Tang Miao had something to call him, he might just come and knock on his window.

He went out to meet the hidden guard, but found that he didn't recognize him, so he asked, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"I returned to the capital last night. By His Majesty's order, I will accompany Mr. Fu to protect your safety." The dark guard standing in the court knelt on one knee and bowed his head in salute.

Fu Qiufeng remembered that Rong Fan had said that after the spring hunting, he would send a hidden guard over, and nodded to make him stand up: "I see, what's your name?"

"Master Hui, my minister Anyi." The dark guard said in a flat tone, respectfully.

Fu Qiufeng was silent for a moment, and looked at An Yi. This person looked about as young as Wei Yuan. Compared with Wei Yuan's seriousness when he restrained his expression, this person seemed to be cold from habit. He didn't frown deliberately, but his temperament Intimidating and alienating... It's a familiar feeling.

"My lord, my servant brought this lord a stool, but he didn't sit on it." Xiao Yuanzi stepped forward and whispered, "Are you going to the Frost Blade Terrace for dinner today?"

"Well, you don't have to prepare breakfast for me in the future." Fu Qiufeng took two steps back and pondered, "Is there anyone else with the surname An?"

"Ah? This servant is ignorant and ignorant, I haven't heard of it." Xiaoyuanzi shook his head honestly, covered his face with his hands and said, "My lord, did you mishear the accent, my surname is An."

"Then go ask." Fu Qiufeng smiled.

"...You are embarrassing this servant." Xiao Yuanzi complained boldly and helplessly, stepped forward to look at An Yi carefully and asked, "My lord, what is your surname?"

An Yi moved his right hand slightly, clapped his palm down, and swiped a few times in the air with his finger, writing the word "Dark" lightly on the bluestone floor.

Fu Qiufeng glanced at An Yi, and discussed his name face to face, An Yi didn't seem to be moved, and gathered energy to engrave words through the air, and his control of internal power was very precise. It seems that his strength is close to that of Wei Yuan, and he is calm enough.

Sending the second master of Frost Blade Terrace to protect him, Fu Qiufeng couldn't help feeling that he was overqualified, so he called Shang Anyi: "Follow me to Frost Blade Terrace first, but I don't need your protection, I will talk to you later. Make it clear, His Majesty, change to someone else."

After Fu Qiufeng finished speaking, he left. After taking a few steps, An Yi knelt down with his head down.

Fu Qiufeng: "...you and I are both rank five, colleagues from the Frost Blade Terrace, why are you kneeling at me?"

"Your Majesty ordered this humble minister to be your bodyguard. If you don't want this minister, I will fail in my mission, and I can only commit suicide to make amends." An Yi knelt down and said, "Why are you dissatisfied? I am willing to be punished. I just ask you to stay here. "

Ever since Fu Qiufeng came to Dayi, he had never heard of such a willingness to be punished, and had never seen such an authentic secret guard. He was a little uncomfortable, and sighed: "Since you call yourself a humble minister, you are His Majesty's minister, not He is a slave who is driven to kill at will, the state has state laws, and the emperor has no reason to kill his subordinates at will."

"Young Master says what a slave is, so what a slave is." He kowtowed secretly and begged, "I beg you to keep the slave!"

"...Did you get the point wrong?" Fu Qiufeng was at a loss for words for a moment, "Forget it, follow me to the Frost Blade Terrace first, as to whether you will stay or not, it depends on your performance."

An Yi obediently got up immediately and followed Fu Qiufeng, keeping a distance neither too far nor too close, and would never walk in the center if he could step in the shadow of the palace wall. After leaving him, Fu Qiufeng doubted at first whether Rong Fan sent someone to watch him, but seeing An Yi's obvious protection at this moment, I'm afraid he really thought too much.

The news of Frost Blade Terrace has always been well-informed. When Fu Qiufeng and An Yi arrived at Frost Blade Terrace, all the idle guards looked at them and smiled. Tang Miao shouted: "An Yi, you just came back and added a new mission!"

With a cold face and no answer, Tang Miao waited and asked again: "Why don't you want two bowls of wine and fennel beans? As expected of you, you are still so boring and don't give me face at all."

Fu Qiufeng saw Tang Miao wearing ordinary clothes wiping his sword in the courtyard and smiling, and felt that An Yi was incompatible with them, but he was so used to being tortured by the Frost Blade Platform that he couldn't tell which was better.

"Mr. Fu, let's go to the public kitchen together?" Tang Miao put away his sword and called Fu Qiufeng carelessly, then dragged An Yi, who ruthlessly dodged away, "Brother, let's go?"

An Yi followed behind Fu Qiufeng: "I dare not sit with my master."

Tang Miao yelled in front: "You must have failed the mission again! A person who claims to let you change the flowers, Mr. Fu, please accept him, we don't have such a dead-headed dark guard in the Frost Blade Platform."

"How did he get into the Frost Blade Platform?" Fu Qiufeng couldn't help asking.

Tang Miao said mysteriously in a low voice: "He used to be a secret guard in the residence of His Highness Fifth Highness. His Highness Fifth Highness raised a group of private soldiers, but he still didn't fight His Highness Second. , Let this hidden guard escape to seek refuge with His Majesty before he dies, accept His Majesty as his master, and avenge him."

Fu Qiufeng nodded knowingly, thinking to himself that his style was wrong, it turned out that he picked up someone else's secret guard.

"Skills are good, try to draw with me!" Tang Miao smiled half-truthfully, "His Majesty often sends him out on missions, and I haven't seen him a few times. I'm afraid Commander Wei sees him a few times a year. There are not many...Brother, follow closely, I didn't mean to squeeze you out."

"An Yi, don't be too cautious, I'm easy to talk to." Fu Qiufeng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a kind expression, "If you don't keep up, I won't let you go."

An Yi was slightly flustered, and hastily quickened his pace.

"If you don't eat at the same table with brother Tang, and don't go to rest to catch up on sleep after eating, then I don't want you either." Fu Qiufeng threatened with ease.

Tang Miao gave a thumbs up secretly, and asked again: "Aren't we abusing our power?"

"Is power still meaningful if it is not abused?" Fu Qiufeng asked back, and then laughed, "Just kidding, it's just a moderate abuse."

Tang Miao learned new knowledge from Fu Qiufeng again today. After breakfast, he changed his clothes and went to change shifts with Liuhe to monitor the secret road. The Zhuque Palace is now deserted, and the surrounding guards are guarded. An old man with a gray beard was captured by Feng Ji led the door in, and not long after, shook his head and left with a sigh full of shame.

There are some capable and willing doctors, priests and priests in Beijing who come in and out of the gate of Suzaku Palace. Shangguanyu let Taoist priests burn amulets and monks to recite scriptures. None of them can cure Shangguanyu from the poison.

In the evening, there were rumors that Chen Tingfang was cursed and Rong Fan was having fun in the imperial concubine's palace. She refused to even visit the concubine Xian, which was heartless. It was even said that Rong Fan was also cursed, so she didn't dare to show her face. People in Beijing were panicked for a while. , Even the capital city, where there has never been a curfew for singing and dancing, is quite quiet at night.

At dusk, the first thing Fu Qiufeng did was to take An Yi to find Rong Fan. He had been a secret guard for others for 30 years, but he never realized that being stared at all the time was such a glowing feeling. He went to Zhu Yun Pavilion, Lin Ying was stirring a vat of unknown substances in the courtyard, pointed to the direction of Tingluan Palace and said: "I heard that someone insisted on seeing him, he said that you just go to Tingluan Palace directly when you come back."

Fu Qiufeng couldn't help but think of Rong Fan's words, if he insisted on seeing him at this time, it was probably to check on his condition.

Fu Qiufeng turned to stop Luan Palace, there was a sedan chair parked in front of the palace gate, it looked like it should belong to the eldest princess, Shangguan Yu's maid was waiting at the gate, and when she saw him, she led him in directly, when she arrived at the main hall, she saw Rong Yi and Rong Yao was there, Rong Yi held his chin and waited for a while, seemingly bored.

"I see His Royal Highness King Lingyang, His Royal Highness Princess Chang." Fu Qiufeng bowed his hands in salute, glanced back slightly, and quietly stood outside the door against the door frame.

"Oh, it's just the servants in the mansion talking too much, spreading gossip." Rong Yi nodded at Fu Qiufeng, "Little sister is at my mansion to accompany the concubine to relieve boredom, and after listening to it, she insists on coming back to visit His Majesty."

Fu Qiufeng secretly thought that the news from the palace was also well-informed, but he looked at Rong Yi, and secretly doubted in his heart, with such a sensitive identity as King Lingyang, could it really be the news that the servants spread unintentionally?What more coincidence let Rong Yao hear it?

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, Your Majesty is in good health." Fu Qiufeng said to Rong Yao who was sitting on a chair anxiously shaking her legs.

"I won't be relieved until I see it!" Rong Yao pouted, "The imperial concubine said that the emperor is taking a bath, and he has been in the bath for a long time, and he still hasn't come out!"

"It's so noisy, how decent it is."

Rong Fan stepped into the house wearing unlined clothes, his hair was still dripping, and walked past Rong Yi, bringing a gust of cool wind, he glanced sideways at the aggrieved Rong Yao, and reprimanded him: "Prince sister, you are not young anymore, if you want Always keep solemnity in mind."

"Brother Huang..." Rong Yao bit her lip, got down from the chair, looked up at him, her eyes were red, and she burst into tears, and ran to Shangguan Yu who was following her, "Mother, brother is fierce to me!" !"

"Your Majesty is in a bad mood today, it wasn't on purpose." Shangguan Yu wiped his tears with his cuff, hugged her to comfort her, "Go, ignore your brother, I will accompany you to see the carp."

Rong Yi stood up and couldn't help persuading: "Why are you bluffing her..."

"You want to see me, I'm here, why don't you greet me politely?" Rong Fan suddenly slapped the table and asked in a cold voice.

Rong Yi was taken aback for a moment, then slowly knelt down: "My minister sees Your Majesty."

"Hmph, next time, I will never let you down!" Rong Fan swept his cuffs and dropped a teacup, which hit Rong Yi's body and splashed half of his tea.

Fu Qiufeng stood on the side, looked at Rong Yi, Rong Yi glanced at the teacup in astonishment, and then at Rong Pin, Fu Qiufeng felt that this tall man was particularly wronged for no reason.

"I don't want to see anyone now, what are you doing here?" Rong Fan walked slowly in front of Fu Qiufeng, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and said in a deep voice, "You want to resist the order?"

Fu Qiufeng couldn't tell whether Rong Fan was pretending or the real thing, but Rong Fan's fingers gently rubbed his cheek, and quickly blinked his left eye.

"I don't dare, I just came to ask His Majesty alone." Fu Qiufeng also tried his best to pretend to be terrified and puzzled.

"Who?" Rong Fan's tone gradually turned dark.

"It's the secret guard of the protector..." Fu Qiufeng cooperated tremblingly, showing pain.

"Presumptuous! You disobeyed my orders and dared to mention other men in front of me?" Rong Fan stepped forward and forced Fu Qiufeng to the table, grabbed his shoulders, and moved closer.

Fu Qiufeng narrowed his eyes subconsciously, and then felt that Rong Pin held the back of his head with one hand, the distance between them was extremely close, nose to nose, he had to look into Rong Pin's eyes clearly and vaguely to see the two She fanned her thick and slender eyelashes, and then she tilted her head, staggering a bit from him, her lips were almost only a finger away from him.

He held his breath, his heart beat suddenly, and he wondered indiscriminately whether this posture looked bad to them in Rong Yi's eyes, Rong Fan raised the corner of his mouth, and silently said "shh", Fu Qiufeng stared stiffly, and slowly backhanded Wrapped around Rong Fan's waist.

Rong Yi raised his hand and scratched his hair, got up in shock and took a step back, coughing dryly: "Wei Chen, leave!"

He flew out of the main hall, thinking back to the scene of Rong Pin kissing Fu Qiufeng in large crowds, he shivered. Wei Yuan was about to report to Rong Pin on business, but he didn't expect Rong Yi to be here, so he felt a little wary.

Rong Yi went up and dragged Wei Yuan back without a doubt, "If there's anything to say later, it's not good for you to go now."

"King Lingyang, if you have something to say, speak up!" Wei Yuan stopped and frowned angrily.

Rong Yi glanced in the direction of the main hall worriedly, then pointed to his head, and said to Wei Yuan in a low voice: "Your master, this place is really sick!"

The author has something to say: Rong Yi: Your master is so scary, unlike me, who only loves Commander Wei! (No

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I'm packing up my things for the Dragon Boat Festival, and I'll try to recover from the day after tomorrow T^T