Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

Fu Qiufeng kicked the door that had been repaired a few days ago, and it was on the verge of falling, and the whole door fell off.

Fu Qiufeng's heart thumped, this situation was more critical than being surrounded by assassins when he was visiting the garden, and if he was a little careless, the emperor's name that was shining brightly in the book was seen by Rong Xie, and he would be able to stay in the Frost Blade Terrace from now on.

The room was quiet for a while, Rong Pin rubbed his right eye and said with a sneer: "I can't tell, Aifei is really strong."

"I have practiced well recently." Fu Qiufeng held the "Secret History of Jinluan" and said bravely, "I deserve death for my crimes. I dare not offend Your Majesty. I will burn this book and accept any punishment."

"It's just a book of Fengyue, what's the crime?" Rong Fan said tolerantly, "If you don't read it now, I will order all the beauties in the palace to come to Lanxin Pavilion to listen to you read it."

Even though Fu Qiufeng had endured hardships until now, he had never been afraid of any situation, but he couldn't afford to lose his face, so he could only pretend to open the book, stop at a page at random, and procrastinated, "Your Majesty, this... Secret History of the Palace , is really absurd and rebellious."

"Read." Rong Fan ordered.

Fu Qiufeng was helpless. Fortunately, when he was ordered to go undercover in the brothel, he wrote and wrote every day with pictures and texts. After three months, when he finally blocked the important criminals from the imperial court and escorted him back to Beijing overnight, the brothel boss still lamented the strange disappearance of the cash cow.

He stared at the book and whispered nonsense: "...it was the night when the night was as cold as water, and when the spring was cold, Zhang Shiwei was on duty at night, and he was bored, but he heard a whimper and crying, and the vague resentment was vague. After hundreds of steps, I saw a man under the palace wall."

"Man?" Rong Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Uh, the author of this book is very Nanfeng." Fu Qiufeng secretly scolded himself for being fast-talking, and for a moment he had a brain twitch and fell in love with Rong Yan. Isn't it easy to make up a normal one?

Rong Fan propped his forehead with his fingertips, the ashes that fell into his eyes earlier seemed to be washed out by tears, and finally the pain was gone, he wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and leaned lazily on Fu Qiufeng's bed, with his legs folded Beside the bed, the voice urged him with a sinking soft voice: "Oh, go on."

Fu Qiufeng raised his eyes to look at Rong Pin, then read the book, then looked at Rong Pin again: "The man bent his legs and leaned against the palace wall, with red lips sobbing and swallowing, and a pair of peach eyes with tears streaming down his cheeks, shy and timid, like anger and madness, There are thousands of styles, not like a mortal, but like a fairy, who fell into this world and can't go back to the heavenly palace."

"Look at what I'm doing, it's all nonsense." Rong Fan was impatient, "Isn't it a pornographic book? Is this the level?"

Fu Qiufeng lowered his head and turned a page, then cleared his throat: "...Zhang Shiwei said: 'I have tens of thousands of catties of strength to make it so, my mother can't help me even if I talk to me?" Since entering the palace, I haven't seen the emperor for a day, tossing and turning every night, and I can't sleep alone. It's better to marry a villager in the countryside, enjoy the lingering clouds and rain, and be a happy couple.'

Rong Fan sat up, frowning and choosing: "Skip, let alone he is a man, rural couples are busy raising their families, how can there be any joy, just hearing it, you can tell that he is a poor man who has never been to Beijing. Scholar's trash."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Fu Qiufeng turned another page, gritted his teeth and continued to fall: "The guard Zhang backed up again and again, half pushed, took off his armor, and hugged Li Shuyi, and Li Shuyi also unbuttoned her trouser waist. What should I do, maidservant?" Li Shuyi said: "Then I'll be a full-fledged ghost." Then she couldn't wait, touched the handle of the dust, and called out to her heart, that fairy thing..."

"What's the dust handle?" Rong Fan interrupted in confusion, "Do the guards still have whisks?"

Fu Qiufeng pinched the pages of the book and opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer.

If Rong Fan was critical, he would still be calm and continue to make up as soon as the task was completed, but when Rong Fan asked him what this indescribable word meant, he really couldn't describe it.

Has the young emperor never read the erotic storybook and erotic album? To explain this... Fu Qiufeng couldn't help feeling a long-lost guilt, and embarrassedly let his eyes go blank.

"I'll read another paragraph, and you'll know." Fu Qiufeng picked the pages of the book and lowered his head and pursed his lips.

"Read." Rong Fan raised his chin.

Fu Qiufeng wondered where I was just weaving: "Then... that fairy thing is more than a foot long, with thick arms, as hard as iron, as hot as fire..."

Rong Fan thought about it for a while, and suddenly realized that he raised his thumb and rubbed his lower lip. He made an uncontrollable outline in his mind, and felt a little uncomfortable. He lay back silently, watching Fu Qiufeng gradually burn through the inside of the hollowed-out bed surround. The roots of her ears were red, and the corners of her mouth curled up.

It's not that it's not surprising at all.

Rong Fan listened to the voice as clear as a cold spring, uttering obscene and obscene words, frowning his brows tightly as if he was facing an enemy, but his face became lower and lower, blocking it in the book, with a kind of twisted bitter melon Feeling happy, he kicked off his boots and slowly closed his eyes under sleepiness.

At this moment, Zhang Cai's voice sounded outside the door: "Young Master! Mr. Ji has come to our place, and asked if His Majesty is here..."

Zhang Cai trotted to the door of the bedroom, and was startled by Fu Qiufeng who had no door and was kneeling.

Fu Qiufeng quickly shut up, tilted his head to take a look, and said to himself, God help me, and smashed the book into the washbasin in the corner with lightning speed.

This book was the first manuscript confiscated by his subordinates. As long as it gets wet, the handwriting is guaranteed to be mushy.

Rong Fan stood up sullenly: "Tell him to go back, don't disturb my interest."

Zhang Cai bowed and claimed yes, but Feng Ji was used to Rong Fan's moodiness, so he came over and told him the same: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Concubine Xian, please move to Zhuque Palace. I have important matters to discuss."

"What's the important thing, my Mr. Fu is important?" Rong Fan snorted coldly, "I won't go."

"Yes, that servant girl will report back to Concubine Xian." Feng Ji skillfully pulled Zhang Cai away and resigned.

"Your Majesty, since Concubine Xian has something important to do, Your Majesty should put it first." Fu Qiufeng took a deep breath and persuaded.

"Hmph, Concubine Xian is old-fashioned and boring, I don't want to hear her nagging." Rong Fan walked to the washbasin, "Ai Concubine, I might not allow you to throw it away."

"Your Majesty's hand trembled for a moment, please forgive me." Fu Qiufeng wiped out the evidence, and suddenly gained confidence.

Rong Fan picked out the book and shook the water, opened a page, it was so dark that he couldn't see clearly, and the few pages that were not soaked could barely read a few words, what kind of concubine, what kind of stick, Rong Fan thought that he should also It's not a coded letter, otherwise it should be burned after reading it, and it won't be still on the top of the bed.

"Young Master Fu." Rong Yan said earnestly, "You are eighteen years old, haven't you arranged a marriage at home? I can punish you for causing trouble in the palace by hiding this kind of scandalous script."

He changed his words quickly, and Fu Qiufeng also responded fluently: "Three years ago, my mother died of illness, and I stayed in Qianfeng Township for three years, and there was no marriage contract. I bought this before entering the palace. I was afraid that I would not serve Your Majesty well and offend His Majesty." Not fast."

Rong Fan thought in his heart that you were wasting all his time, he held the book casually, twirled it, stared at the blurred reddish-brown corner, and questioned: "Why, there is still a bloody disaster when reading a book?"

Fu Qiufeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, it was the blood he vomited on the desk after taking a sip of poisoned wine, which soaked the cover, and I don't know if it was for this reason that this book came to Dayi with him.

"After reading pornographic books, it's inevitable that there will be some nosebleeds." Fu Qiufeng said with an old face.

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan raised his fingertips, took a sniff at the cover, and frowned slightly: "No, there is still the smell of alcohol."

Fu Qiufeng couldn't help but boldly scolded you as a dog. Veins on his forehead were about to burst out, but he managed to keep his voice steady when he was in a hurry: "Drinking will strengthen your courage and help you have fun."

"Drink with your nose?" Rong Fan asked.

"I'm choking." Fu Qiufeng said perfectly.

Rong Fan looked at Fu Qiufeng respectfully and bowed his head coolly, and there was no gap after some cross-examination. He threw the book back into the washbasin and wiped his hands with a towel.

"Since Concubine Ai is so dedicated, let me see your achievements." Rong Fan turned back two steps, bent over in front of Fu Qiufeng, and looked down at him with a condescending smile.

Fu Qiufeng smelled this greasy fragrance again, almost habitually felt a little nauseated, retreated and said: "As long as Your Majesty doesn't dislike it, I will undress you."

Rong Fan just wanted to answer yes, but when he got close, a strange smell came over his face, his face changed and he retreated to the wall, angrily said: "What did you eat?"

Fu Qiufeng said: "Garlic, cucumber and scallion dipped in sauce."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan pointed at the door and was furious: "Get out and wash your mouth!"