Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

Rong Yan would come here at this time, which really surprised both of them. Fu Qiufeng quickly got up and gathered up his clothes, but Rong Yan tore them very skillfully, and he was about to tear off a whole piece of cloth. At the same time, he couldn't help but reflect that his action of covering his collar was too eye-catching, as if he was a good woman who was bullied.

"Where is King Yi now?" Rong Fan was not very happy.

Feng Ji said: "Your Highness is waiting outside Tianyuan Gate."

"Xuan." Rong Yan waved his fingers wearily, then turned his body and fell back.

Fu Qiufeng watched him turn over, with his back facing the door, rubbing the center of his eyebrows with his fingertips, and couldn't help asking: "Your Majesty, are you not going to act?"

"Why, are you addicted too?" Rong Fan joked.

"Let's save some money for the Shuangrentai." Fu Qiufeng said decisively. He patted the lapel of his clothes and said to himself that it's better to be more open-minded. There are not a few shirtless men in the Jianghu. He still has two at least. Why are they all men? Secretive.

"When Rong Yan comes, just say that I just fell asleep." Rong Fan didn't want to see Rong Yan, and asked Fu Qiufeng to fool him, "In short, after listening to him, drive him away."

"Yes." Fu Qiufeng sat on the edge of the couch and nodded. He stared at Rong Yan's side face with his eyes closed and rested for a while, then carefully stretched out his hand, pressed on the acupuncture point in his hair, and began to massage gently.

Rong Fan opened his eyes, his body subconsciously tensed up, but there was a relaxing force from his scalp, and the lingering dullness in his mind seemed to find an outlet to pour out. He didn't push Fu Qiufeng away, but squinted his eyes and glanced over. He smiled and said, "Qing is so considerate, I will be moved by you and fall in love with you."

Fu Qiufeng was seriously disappointed: "Your Majesty is only now obsessed with the subject? It seems that the subject has always been intoxicated with himself."

Rong Fan: "..."

"Forgive me for being rude, just kidding." Fu Qiufeng said with downcast eyes.

Rong Fan sighed in disbelief: "I didn't realize you were so glib before."

"If Your Majesty doesn't like it, I can change it." Fu Qiufeng said sincerely.

"I don't like your words either." Rong Pin closed his eyes again, "I knew it was a lie as soon as I heard it."

"Your Majesty is wise." Fu Qiufeng praised.

Rong Yan didn't bother to stare at him anymore, the drowsy head symptoms eased, but drowsiness also followed, he suddenly dozed off, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly heard Rong Yan's voice.

Rong Yan walked into the main hall with a wooden box in his arms, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Fu Qiufeng gently fanning Rong Fan with a silk fan with utmost tenderness. He opened his mouth to speak, but Fu Qiufeng suddenly turned around and hushed him. sound gesture.

"Your Majesty just took a rest, please keep your voice down," Fu Qiufeng said in a hoarse voice.

Rong Yan nodded hurriedly, and then saw that Fu Qiufeng's clothes were wide open. It was obviously an official uniform, but he was not wearing a dignified look at all. He half-covered his chest when he wanted to refuse.

"I heard that Concubine Xian...!" Rong Yan hastily avoided suspicion, looked away, and took a few steps forward with the box in her hands, without looking at her feet, her calf bumped into the small table that Rong Fan had overturned and almost tripped.

"Your Highness, be careful." Fu Qiufeng stood up, moved the little table away, and said softly, "Just now His Majesty got angry, threw and scolded, please don't wake him up, by the way, Your Highness is here What's the matter? I can convey it to His Highness."

"Thank you, Mr. Fu." Rong Yan was stunned, and looked at Rong Fan, "I copied a few scriptures in the mansion and sent them to my mother to pray for the virtuous concubine. I went to Chen Shizhong and General Cao, so after thinking about it, I asked Ji Gonggong to pass it on to me, and I want to come and see your majesty."

"Your Majesty has a heart, and His Majesty knows that he will definitely feel better." Fu Qiufeng nodded and smiled.

Rong Yan didn't look at Fu Qiufeng, but walked lightly to the side of the couch and looked at Rong Fan with a worried expression on his face: "Mr. Fu, I am relieved to have you and the imperial concubine accompanying Your Majesty, but seeing Your Majesty's complexion It seems to be bothering me, thinking that I am busy with government affairs, my mansion just received a hundred-year-old ginseng from Mr. Zhao, and I will send it when I go back."

"Then I will first thank His Majesty for your kindness." Fu Qiufeng bowed and bowed. Rong Yan wanted to return the salute, but when she turned her head and saw the more obvious chest and abdomen exposed when he leaned over, she hurriedly turned her head away.

"I won't disturb His Majesty's rest, I'll leave first." Rong Yan turned to leave.

"Stop, brother Sihuang, you really care about my beloved concubine." Rong Yan sat up suddenly on the couch, staring at Rong Yan with pity.

Fu Qiufeng was also stunned, he looked at Rong Yan's face that looked like a dead body, Rong Yan was startled, and quickly turned around and knelt down: "I see your majesty, if you disturb your majesty, I'm guilty of this."

"All the scriptures have been copied, do you want to see Concubine Xian again with your own eyes?" Rong Fan's tone gradually became serious, and he reached out to grab Rong Yan's collar by pressing the edge of the couch.

Fu Qiufeng watched from the sidelines, sweating for a moment because of Rong Yan's clothes.

Rong Yan's face turned pale in an instant, he fell to the ground following Rong Pin's strength, not daring to struggle, shook his head and said: "Your Majesty has learned from you! It's my servant who knows that the Empress misses the Concubine Xian, so he copied scriptures for her and recited them to her." Read, I hope His Majesty will see clearly!"

Rong Fan gazed at him like a knife, as if he wanted to cut him open inch by inch, revealing his flesh and blood. Rong Yan was really wronged, she closed her eyes and shed tears, and said with grief and indignation: "Your Majesty, I think you understand me, sir. In this life, I only wish to study and reach the peak of calligraphy, and I have never had the slightest interest in court affairs and family affairs. How can I deal with your baseless accusations!"

Fu Qiufeng observed silently from the side, Rong Yan clenched his fingers, he was gentle and elegant, with a harmless style, and he looked like a poor victim of power in front of the aggressive Rong Yan, as if he was about to He committed suicide to show his innocence.

"Brother Huang, why are you crying?" Rong Fan let go of his hands, sneered, and beckoned Fu Qiufeng to come over, then directly tore off the piece of skirt that Fu Qiufeng hadn't fallen off, and wiped his face.

Rong Yan flinched, and Fu Qiufeng twitched the corners of his mouth in a complicated mood, feeling strangely reluctant while being speechless.

"It's always been you who bullied me and wronged me, when did I cry? I'm joking now, it seems like I bullied you." Rong Yan let go and threw the rag on Rong Yan, "Get out if you can." Go to the Empress Dowager to complain, you still have a mother, don’t disturb me here, I said I don’t want to see anyone, you all disobeyed the imperial decree, and if you can still go out intact, thank you for not killing me.”

Rong Yan kowtowed: "...Yes, I will retire."

"Wait, take off your coat." Rong Pin stopped him again, and continued under Rong Yan's astonished eyes, "How can my Mr. Fu go out to see you off like this?"

Rong Yan gritted his teeth and took off his coat and handed it to Fu Qiufeng. Fu Qiufeng took it and put it on, covered his lapel and folded his arms, and sent Rong Yan out of the palace gate, then turned back, touched the smooth cuff material, and asked Rong Yan in a mysterious way. : "This majesty can't tear it apart?"

Rong Fan took a deep breath, a little vindictive and straightforward: "Why did I tear his clothes, I was scaring him, not humiliating him."

"Then Your Majesty is humiliating the subject." Fu Qiufeng shook his appalling uniform.

"I just want to humiliate you, so what can you do?" Rong Yan narrowed his eyes.

Fu Qiufeng choked: "That minister is so sweet."

Rong Fan: "..."

Fu Qiufeng said again: "If someone wants to see His Majesty again tomorrow, shouldn't I be prepared for what will happen in broad daylight?"

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan always felt that there were thorns in Fu Qiufeng's words, but he couldn't figure out where Fu Qiufeng's thorns came from, so he rolled his eyes and chased people away: "I don't know why! I've already used you up, go back to Shuangrentai and copy books."

"Resignation." Fu Qiufeng said a few words to Rong Yan, and the depression of wiping someone's face with his dignified official uniform disappeared, and he couldn't help but sigh that he was getting more and more boring. Isn't it just a public uniform? Not at all.

He turned back to Lanxin Pavilion, changed his clothes, and went to Shuangren Terrace. Qi Jianshu was also there, sitting at the same table with Tang Miao, pushing the pen, ink, paper and inkstone to eat melon seeds. The two had the same joy in watching Chen Junde's jokes. Still copying the files meticulously, without the slightest desire to participate.

"I was listening under the eaves, and what the concubine Xian scolded was very hearty!" Tang Miao told Qi Jianshu while pressing the table, "Cao Yuanzheng gave a thump in his heart at that time, and his face turned pale with fright. I'm afraid he scolded Chen ten thousand times. The old thief dragged him into the water and almost dropped his teacup."

"It's a pity that I wasn't there." Qi Jianshu regretted it greatly, "One of these two people was plotting against my father, and the other was plotting against me in the north. "

"General Qi, I'm serious, it's a deal." Tang Miao reached out to give him a high five.

Qi Jianshu greeted: "Let's go, but today I will rub your Frost Blade Platform first."

In the presence of An Yi, both of them omitted the key points of important information, and only talked about irrelevant gossip. Fu Qiufeng leaned against the door, and when the two came out, they greeted him. Fu Qiufeng nodded and went to call An An one.

"Stop copying, let's go eat first." Fu Qiufeng said, "Why don't you chat with them? This is a great opportunity to get acquainted with General Qi."

"I don't dare to discuss with you." An Yi said cautiously.

"As a secret guard of the Frost Blade Platform, if you open your mouth and keep your mouth shut just because you don't dare, you are not qualified." Fu Qiufeng smiled. There is no distinction between upper and lower responsibilities, so that we can share the worries of the king, and the dark guards have the power to override the rules, so they must have extraordinary courage."

It was the first time An Yi heard this style of secret guard principles, and asked in a daze: "Does Master Tang think the same way?"

Fu Qiufeng thought that Tang Miao might not have such a complicated realization, and he slapped his head and made it up according to Rong Fan's preference, but he said seriously: "Everyone in the Frost Blade Terrace thinks so, so The only thing you have to learn next is to be bold."

Rong Fan didn't know that Fu Qiufeng had already started the transformation of the evil sect's secret guards. Fortunately, no one who was not open-eyed came to see him again in the afternoon. He slept all afternoon, and the effect of the medicine finally wore off a lot. After dinner, he took a walk in circles. Only then did he regain his energy, and the person sent to monitor Chen Junde came back to report that Chen Junde went to Zhaofa Temple to offer incense and worship Buddha.

"Is that the only way?" Rong Fan couldn't sleep late at night, wondering while reading the memorial.

The hidden guard nodded, but he was a little strange, and said cautiously: "During the period of about fifteen minutes, Chen Junde met with Master Hong Shan in the temple alone. There were monks guarding the room, and I couldn't get close. I don't know what they talked about. Then Chen Junde went back in the carriage that the mansion came to pick him up, and he didn't meet anyone before and after."

"I understand, continue to keep an eye on the Chen residence, and report to me any suspicious people entering or leaving." Rong Fan said in a deep voice, "Go down."

Zhaofa Temple is a well-known temple in Beijing, and there is an endless stream of dignitaries offering incense every day. Not long ago, Chen Junde offered incense in Zhaofa Temple, and entered the quiet room for pilgrims to answer questions with Master Hong Shan.

He clasped his hands together and bowed to Master Hong Shan. Master Hong Shan took a few steps back, stepped aside, and stood aside quietly, revealing a masked man sitting cross-legged on a futon.

The man looked young, with a straight body and no white hair, but the mask covered his entire face, so it was impossible to tell how old he was. He stretched out his hand and slowly made a gesture of invitation, nodding like a smile, elegant and calm.

"Gongziyu!" Chen Junde was furious the moment he saw him, "Isn't it enough for us to cooperate all these years? Why do you still threaten Fang'er and ask her to poison Rong Fan? When did you find her? She shouldn't be allowed to enter the palace! If she is discovered, murdering the emperor is a serious crime to destroy the nine clans, and the old man will also be implicated, so what benefits can you get?"

"So she really didn't tell you secretly." The man called Gong Ziyu laughed, his voice had a dull and distorted change under the mask, "Old Chen, sit down, you misunderstood, I didn't threaten Concubine Xian, I just offered to cooperate, and she readily agreed."

"How is it possible! She is already one of the four concubines, what does she want...it's for Rong Yu again." Chen Junde pointed at Gong Ziyu, before he could speak, he stopped abruptly.

"Mr. Chen, it seems that you already know." Gong Ziyu stood up slowly, flicking the folds of his clothes, "She and I are both grateful for the kindness of the prince. It has been three years since Rong Fan ascended the throne, and the situation has gradually stabilized. Unswervingly, holding on to the original intention of devoting oneself to the crown prince, willing to risk his life to avenge the crown prince."

"When." Chen Junde asked with his eyes closed.

"Before she entered the palace." Gong Ziyu confessed with a light smile, "Or, it was because she wanted to avenge the prince that she entered the palace as a concubine."

"Okay, even so, she succeeded in poisoning Rong Pin, but she was also poisoned." Chen Junde had a bitter look on his face, "Are you going to give up on her?"

Gong Ziyu started pacing, Chen Junde's heart lifted up following his steps, Gong Ziyu sighed softly: "She has completed her task very well, don't you think it is better for her to reunite with the prince under the Nine Springs than to be here in this troubled world?" Thinking day and night, is it a kind of relief and fulfillment?"

"Ridiculous! If there is a hell under the nine springs, why don't those resentful souls who died in the old man's hands come to take away the old man's life? The old man doesn't believe it, so the old man won't let his daughter pay for these hypocritical and self-deceiving words. Life!" Chen Junde scolded angrily, "If you want to cross the river and tear down the bridge, just say so, the old man knows that you regard your subordinates as pawns, but if you don't give her the antidote, don't blame the pawns for being too heavy for you to grasp."

Gong Ziyu calmed down, pondered for a moment, and compromised: "Oh, well, I will personally send her the antidote and find a way to help her retire."

"It's better to be like this. If Fang'er has something good or bad, the old man will not let it go!" Chen Junde shook his sleeves to warn, and left the quiet room with a livid face.

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There was nothing else to do overnight, the next morning, Fu Qiufeng wanted to go to Shuangren Terrace with An Yi, but Rong Fan's carriage stopped at the door first.

Fu Qiufeng let An Yi go first, and got into the carriage by himself, where the radiant Rong Pin was dangling a palm-sized porcelain vase in the carriage.

Fu Qiufeng sat across from him, looked at Rong Fan again, and asked, "What medicine did Your Majesty take today?"

Rong Fan put down the bottle and was speechless: "I'm fine, I'm going to ask Chen Tingfang today."

Fu Qiufeng nodded: "Then why did you bring the minister, you don't need to act."

"I want to take you with me." Rong Pin smiled faintly, "Chen Tingfang is not doing well, so I want to show her that I am doing well."

Fu Qiufeng thought about it for a while, and felt that it was still wrong: "Then His Majesty should take the imperial concubine with him."

Rong Pin choked, didn't think carefully, and arbitrarily told Fu Qiufeng not to mention it again: "She faces Shangguan every day, it's not new anymore, I'm going to take you, shut up."

Fu Qiufeng had no choice but to go to Zhuque Palace with him. Shangguan Yu also learned some details from Chen Tingfang in the past two days, but although the poisonous Chen Tingfang was not afraid of the consequences, he still retained the last bit of reason and did not say anything. News about any Messenger.

Chen Tingfang was drowsy under the influence of tranquilizers most of the time. This time when Rong Zhen was coming, Shangguan Yu didn't give her any medicine. She sat weakly on the bed without any internal energy to protect herself. The poisonous alcohol affected her even more. deep.

"Concubine Xian, I'm here to see you." Holding the medicine bottle, Rong Pin laughed in front of Chen Tingfang's bed.

Chen Tingfang kicked her eyes and was about to speak, Rong Fan threw the medicine bottle to Fu Qiufeng, Fu Qiufeng stepped forward and clasped her chin, regardless of her struggle, and downed the whole bottle of medicine.

Rong Pin's eyelids twitched, and he hissed: "You are so rude, please be gentle with girls who are powerless."

"Concubine Xian is really gentle when she poisons His Majesty." Fu Qiufeng put down the medicine bottle and wiped his hands, "I treat men and women equally, besides, I'm already very restrained, it's more than ten times lighter than doing it in a dungeon."

Rong Fan squinted at him: "Is the prisoner's jaw broken?"

"How is it possible? How can you confess when it's broken?" Fu Qiufeng said naturally.

The two chatted casually, Chen Tingfang's cough gradually stopped, she covered her head and shook vigorously, then her complexion suddenly changed, worse than before.

"Chen Tingfang, now that things have happened, there is no need to think about polite words." Rong Fan cut to the point, Fu Qiufeng dragged a chair from beside him, Rong Fan sat down with a hem of his clothes, took Fu Qiufeng's tea again, and pointed his fingers like dead ashes Fu Qiufeng also poured Chen Tingfang a cup for her.

"When will you kill me?" Chen Tingfang sighed, "It was I who poisoned you, I was infatuated with the prince, and held resentment towards you. Whether it's Jiubai Ling, or Ling Chi's death, I have no complaints or regrets, but you don't want to get the news from me, His Highness's death is more painful than any punishment."

"Hmph...heh." Rong Fan sighed inexplicably, "Could it be that you forgot that you don't care if you are implicated by the Nine Clans when you are insane."

Chen Tingfang didn't look at Rong Fan, but stared at the top of the bed: "Father is an important minister in the court, and he shoulders a heavy responsibility, hanging on thousands of people. If His Majesty is wise, he will not influence the court for a woman who is trapped by love."

"That's not necessarily true. I don't know what you think of Chen Junde, but thousands of civilians died because of him!" Rong Fan clenched his fist and slammed the armrest and said sharply, "Chen Junde embezzled the imperial court's disaster relief funds, accepted bribes from local officials, and betrayed important people." The military situation framed the front-line generals, I have collected evidence for three years, and I used every stitch to support my cronies, just to bring down Chen Junde, do you think I will miss this opportunity?"

Chen Tingfang showed unbelievable surprise: "Impossible... Even if my father has received some gifts, my father tolerates my willfulness in every possible way. If I didn't take the initiative to enter the palace, he would not even let me enter the palace to compete for favor. How could he hurt me?" people!"

"I don't care if you believe it or not." Rong Jin got up and walked around the room. The Shangguan Yu and the hidden guards should have searched carefully. He thought there would be no more evidence, but he walked to the window and looked down quietly. After a while, he called Fu Qiufeng over and pointed to the window.

Fu Qiufeng looked at the black and white residue in the crack of the window below, took out a handkerchief, dabbed it a little, twisted it, and said firmly, "It's pigeon droppings."

"There are no pigeons in the palace, so why do the pigeons stay here?" Rong Fan walked back and asked with a smile, "Flying pigeons to send letters, but the distance of flying pigeons to send letters is not reliable, so the person who contacted you probably Just lurking in the capital."

Chen Tingfang gradually panicked and couldn't calm down. She smiled bleakly and looked at Rong Pin: "You have such an ability to discern the details. It seems that you are addicted to wine and sex and ignore government affairs. You deliberately exposed it to deceive everyone."

"The main reason is to deceive your father." Rong Yan sneered.

"Even if you ask me, to be honest, I can't give you useful information." Chen Tingfang accepted his fate, brushing up the loose hair on his forehead, trying to be more energetic, "He sent me orders by flying pigeons , but most of the time it’s just for me to bide my time.”

"And cover the secret passage in your palace." Rong Fan added for her.

"...I didn't expect you to discover this." Chen Tingfang closed her eyes and sighed, "So I have nothing to say, I don't know who he is, he always wears a mask, I can only tell you his name—— Gong Ziyu, you are asking for trouble for all of this, if you hadn't murdered the crown prince, how could you have the so-called rebellious party who spontaneously avenged the crown prince today?"

"Then why did the prince murder me first?" Rong Fan raised his foot and kicked the chair, his brows furrowed, and he smashed the teacup in his hand to the ground, "Rong Yu is already the eldest son, and he was deeply loved by the late emperor, even if he treats me as nothing, he What can I lose? Doesn't he take pleasure in bullying me? What you like is just a despicable person who is deceitful!"

Chen Tingfang was not angry, she raised the corners of her mouth quietly, as if recalling those days before: "No, I know, he is not that kind of person, I used to think that I would marry any powerful man casually, I was born With rich clothes and fine food, there are countless people who flatter me, and I have obtained something that others will never be able to achieve, so I should make sacrifices for it."

"I don't want to hear your unintelligible memories." Rong Fan said angrily.

"What's the point of listening? Didn't you just come to listen to me?" Chen Tingfang continued, "I went to the Lantern Festival that day, and I guessed the most lantern riddles right, but I wasn't satisfied at all because I I knew I could do it, but when I took off the most gorgeous lantern, someone also held the handle. Under the golden lantern couplet, he was so bright and confident, more dazzling than that lantern, it almost made me see I don’t know the way forward.”

Rong Fan never liked Chen Tingfang, but seeing her contradictory smile of joy and sadness, a burst of unwillingness and disappointment made him irritated. His mother is also a daughter of the Xiangfu. If there is no late emperor, she might be able to meet her like this The true destiny, it is a good story.

"Your Majesty, drink tea." Fu Qiufeng poured another cup and handed it over, "Just listen to a play."

"What a great show." Rong Fan sneered, "Unfortunately, I am the villain."

"There's nothing wrong with being a villain." Fu Qiufeng comforted him, "That minister is the villain's subordinate."

"You're really not afraid of dropping the price." Rong Pin grabbed the teacup and took a sip.

"We went to the garden together, looked at the lights, and chatted. He gave me a handkerchief and told me that if we were destined, we would meet again... Isn't this God's revelation? If God wants me to follow the crowd, why did he let me get acquainted with him? "Chen Tingfang took a breath, with a little brilliance in his eyes, "I firmly believe that we will meet again, and turned away all the suitors. At the palace banquet not long after, I was soaked in tea, and then I received exactly the same Handkerchief, he is Prince Rong Yu, so gentle and humble, so upright and polite."

"He is my bosom friend, and it is because of him that I have truly lived." Chen Tingfang's eyes were red, "We have known each other for a long time, but we have always abided by the etiquette and never surpassed the slightest bit. This is the only thing I regret now... I will The first time it was given to a man who hated it to the bone."

Rong Fen raised his hand to cover his forehead, and the two of them fell silent at the same time. After a while, Fu Qiufeng became more and more anxious in this dry silence, worrying about hearing some private things about Rong Fen that he shouldn't hear, and at the same time looking forward to Rong Fen's actions. He reacted, and at the same time vaguely thought that Rong Fan would not do anything to Chen Tingfang.

He had mixed feelings, and finally came up with an excuse and reminded: "Your Majesty, when will this bowl of medicine expire?"

Rong Fan turned around, faced Chen Tingfang, and confessed with a cold face: "Save your first time and give it to Rong Yu. I have never touched you. You know I have many snakes. I have laid it on you." phantom poison."

Chen Tingfang blinked, took a while to react, and blurted out: "Why? Don't you lift it?"

The author has something to say: Rong Fan: No!Mr. Fu, come and testify!

Fu Qiufeng: No, I can't