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Fu Qiufeng stopped after only a few feet. He stared blankly at the direction Rong Fan was leaving. When Rong Fan turned around, he didn't hesitate. Hear his clumsy lies again.

Was it always his wishful thinking?Is he really indispensible to Rong Fan?So a little bit of special affection has been wiped away by his own sins?

Numerous hypotheses struggled and entangled in Fu Qiufeng's mind, making him fall deeper and colder, he stood for a while, when there was a sound of sprinting behind him, he turned around and found Lan'er who was a little panting.

"My lord." Lan'er stretched her legs to breathe calmly, "I'm sorry."

"Why is the girl in such a hurry?" Fu Qiufeng asked after gathering his composure.

"I'm afraid that the young master is leaving too fast, and I won't be able to catch up." Lan'er chuckled, "The young master is still at the door, are you waiting for someone?"

"It's just that I saw Your Majesty just now." Fu Qiufeng said, "But Your Majesty has left again. He must have thought of another arrangement. Miss, do you want something from me?"

Lan'er thought it over and said: "I'm just an outsider, and I deceived His Majesty first, which is really a crime. The Frost Blade Terrace is a secret organization directly under His Majesty. It is impossible for me to stay too long and get in touch with too much."

Fu Qiufeng understood, and said with a smile: "don't worry, girl, your majesty has only one rule, which is to appoint people on their merits regardless of their background. If your majesty allows you to take over my unfinished business, it means that he sees your potential. Girl, don't underestimate yourself, and don't worry about it." Don't worry about me, Frost Blade Terrace will have capable people and strangers to share your majesty's worries, it's a blessing for us as servants."

Lan'er was dumbfounded for a moment: "Young Master and His Majesty are really open-minded people... Actually, I heard His Majesty's order before he left today, and he seems to want to make another token for you."

Fu Qiufeng was stunned: "Really?"

"Yes." Lan'er nodded, "Since the young master wants to find His Majesty, then I won't waste the young master's time."

"I..." Fu Qiufeng wanted to say that he was looking for Rong Fan, but he was afraid that Rong Fan didn't want to see him, but when he thought that Rong Fan actually started preparing a new token before questioning him, did he know for certain that he would know martial arts? , will tell the truth?

Lan'er bowed to leave, Fu Qiufeng rubbed his cheeks in frustration, and put his fingers into his hair. His mood was more messy than scratching his hair. He felt that he had never made the right choice, and was always indecisive and hesitant when he needed to make a choice. If you escape, you will always embark on the wrong path that deviates from the light.

He finally ran quickly and chased into the woods, but there was no sign of Rong Pin.

An Yi held his sword and stood at the gate of Lanxin Pavilion, saw Fu Qiufeng coming back in a daze, was about to salute, Fu Qiufeng raised his hand, and ordered: "Bring the wine, you and I will get drunk today."

An Yi followed Fu Qiufeng hesitantly: "I don't drink well."

"It's okay, I don't drink well either." Fu Qiufeng sat down at the table in the main hall, "Anyway, we are all jobless now, and we don't need to go to the Shuangren Terrace to have a massage, so we don't worry about getting drunk."

"But you are injured, you should not drink alcohol." He reminded with a dark look.

Seeing his pitiful appearance, Fu Qiufeng couldn't help but wonder if he was making trouble for no reason and annoyed his subordinates, just like the concubine and master he was ordered to protect when he was a secret guard, but Fu Qiufeng thought to himself that people would eventually become The way I loathe it, maybe if his injury is more serious, a fever or something, it will be worth it to calm down Rong Jing.

"You're right, you're hurt too, so you drink water and I drink." Fu Qiufeng made up his mind, "Xiao Yuanzi! Serve the wine!"

When An Yi heard what he said, he didn't insist on it, Xiao Yuanzi opened the gifted wine, An Yi filled the wine glasses of the two of them, and drank a glass first.

"I drink more with you, please drink less." An Yi stood by the table to persuade.

Fu Qiufeng took a sip, the sweet liquor entered his throat like a fire, he frowned, pointed to the chair opposite: "Sit."

"I dare not." An Yi lowered his head, showing a little restraint.

"Master An, if you don't sit down, I'll stand up too." Fu Qiufeng gestured to stand up while supporting the table, he took a sip of wine, his cheeks were already slightly red, and he staggered and rubbed his temples.

"I'll do as you ordered." An Yi hurriedly sat down, poured himself another glass, trying to stop Fu Qiufeng from continuing to drink by himself.

"...Your Majesty said that he is very disappointed in me." Fu Qiufeng held the cup, his eyes wandered, "I am also very disappointed in myself."

An Yi didn't know how to start a conversation, so he had to drink silently. "I shouldn't have lied to him."

"I shouldn't be blind for a moment and regard him as a male favorite."

"...But it's not my fault. Who told him to dress so pitifully and still not explain?"

"He was going to ask me how I fell into the pond and what should I do?"

"He wants to ask me where I learned martial arts?"

"Will he never see me again?"

An Yi didn't drink too slowly, cup after cup. He listened to Fu Qiufeng's ramblings and seemed to understand, but judged intuitively based on a few words, it was probably some important secret that was hard to reveal. When Fu Qiufeng finished drinking the last bit of the cup, he He drank the last bit of the wine jar without changing his face.

Drunken, Fu Qiufeng went to grab the wine jar, turned it upside down and paused, only a few drops remained.

He reacted a bit late, and looked up at An Yi: "Can't you drink?"

An Yi lowered his head: "You are drunk."

"I'm not drunk!" Fu Qiufeng denied with a loud voice, threw the wine jar on the table, and said sadly, "If I cheated Your Majesty on such a trivial matter as the amount of alcohol, I don't have to be in a dilemma now."

After An Yi was silent, he choked out a sentence for a while: "Your Majesty will definitely believe you."

"They're all secret guards, why don't you get drunk after a thousand cups?" Fu Qiufeng asked vaguely unwillingly, leaning his head on the table.

Darkly staring at the wine glass: "It was poured out by the master."

"Master? His Highness the Fifth?" Fu Qiufeng exposed his eyes from his arms, looked at An Yi, and laughed twice, "The Fifth Highness will punish you every now and then, and he'll make you drink too much."

Dark One: "..."

One is not used to the other, but An Yi suddenly didn't want to explain to the drunk, so he simply acquiesced.

"Then His Majesty is also very used to me." Fu Qiufeng thought divergently, "No, it's too nasty, what kind of person is it, what kind of person is the Fifth Highness? How does it compare with Your Majesty?"

An Yi followed his jumping question, sat upright, and clenched his fingertips with his hands on his lap: "His Highness Fifth is the master of the subject, and His Majesty is the emperor of Dayi."

Fu Qiufeng was not very satisfied with this answer, he muttered in a low voice: "Your Majesty is a good man, no master or emperor can compare to him... If you can choose now, do you want to follow the Fifth Highness or Your Majesty?"

An Yi raised his eyes to look at him, and pressed the wound on his left arm with his hand under the table. The pain caused him to close his eyes, and said softly, "The dead can't come back, I'm sorry Fifth Highness, you are also a good master , I can follow you."

Fu Qiufeng twitched the corners of his mouth, smiled, and fell asleep completely on his arms.

He seldom had the experience of being drunk, and he suffered a headache all night when Rong Yan forced him to drink that pot. The wine brought by Xiao Yuanzi was stronger than that time. I fell back and continued to sleep, and I was still groggy until the next morning.

Wrapped in the quilt, he had the illusion of being imprisoned by the bed. He was sore and unable to move. He couldn't remember what he said last night. Xiao Yuanzi was quite guilty, brought him tea, water and towels, and went into the room at noon and said worriedly : "My lord, do you want to support yourself first? Mr. Ji sent someone to inform..."

"Your Majesty is coming?" Fu Qiufeng sat up straight and said energetically.

"No, it's your father. The Duke of Xiangguo is coming to visit you." Xiao Yuanzi looked at him sadly, "Don't keep thinking about your majesty, your majesty must have you in his heart. Your Majesty will calm down."

Fu Qiufeng slammed back into the bed, waved his hand and said, "Come as soon as Duke Xiang comes, he does as he pleases, I do as I please... Call An Yi in, let him change his official uniform, don't let me show my timidity in front of Duke Xiang."

He really didn't like the father he brought with him, so An Yi obeyed his orders and came in, dressed in a black robe embroidered with mighty animal patterns, with a hideously carved visor and black veil covering most of his face, leaving only a pair of icy His eyes, tall and straight, guarded the side of his bed.

Fu Qiufeng was very satisfied with this dangerous attitude of rejecting people thousands of miles away. Fu Chuanli was brought in by the servant who led the way. Seeing An Yi's heartbeat for a moment, his eyes flickered, and he approached and cupped his hands in embarrassment: "The old minister sees the young master."

"Don't dare, you are my father, why should you be so polite in Lanxin Pavilion." Fu Qiufeng deliberately pretended to be sick with a bad hangover, "Anyi, give me a seat, father is here, what can I teach you?" ?”

An Yi moved a stool and put it down, and continued to stand at the head of the bed with his sword in his arms.

Fu Chuanli sat down slowly and wiped his sweat: "Qiufeng, my father just came to care about you, nothing else. Could it be that you have caught a cold? You should pay attention to your health, have you seen the imperial doctor?"

Fu Qiufeng yawned, "I was in some danger and was injured, so His Majesty granted me a leave of absence to recuperate, and even sent one of the best guards in the Frost Blade, father, don't worry."

"Could it be..." Fu Chuanli's face froze, and he took a quick glance, "It's fine if it's not serious, that's fine, Qiufeng, my father just came from Zhengshitang, and I want to tell you something."

"Father has something to say, I'm a member of Shuangrentai now, so there's no reason to hide from my own people." Fu Qiufeng sat up, quickly erected a pillow for him, and stood back without avoiding it at all. .

Fu Chuanli sighed: "As a father, I am sorry for your mother..."

"Oh, father, you just said that last time." Fu Qiufeng shook his head, "How can I not understand men? Let's talk about business."

Fu Chuanli choked back his words, with a hint of anger in his eyes, he suppressed his forehead helplessly, and said, "Your Majesty intends to let me take the post of prime minister. Since the late emperor killed Li Xiang's house, the position of prime minister has been vacant until now. Even if I am reappointed , and the power is no longer what it used to be.”

"It seems that people's desire for power will only increase with age." Fu Qiufeng sneered pointedly, deliberately provoking him to tell the truth, "The feeling is the opposite."

"Qiufeng!" Fu Chuanli couldn't help shouting, "Can't you talk to Weifu properly? You can have today because Weifu let you into the palace!"

An Yi tightened his grip on the sword, pressing his thumb on the sword.

"An Yi, calm down." Fu Qiufeng stopped him pretendingly, "This is my father, if he hadn't 'forced' to let me into the palace, I would still be looked down upon by people in the palace, come on, thank you, my lord .”

"You!" Fu Chuanli said angrily in this burst of ridicule, "Don't you understand? Your Majesty appointed me as the prime minister, but taking advantage of this time, the government and the public are in turmoil. Man, His Majesty is determined to deal with those corrupt officials who form cliques for private interests. Chen Junde is busy spreading money to buy people's hearts. His Majesty is obviously waiting for me to take the lead in impeaching Chen Junde! Without Chen Junde, what do you want me to do? The next one is me Concubine Xian has fallen, you should think about it too!"

"If you are asked to be prime minister, you will do it." Fu Qiufeng said with a smile.

Fu Chuanli gritted his teeth. When Rong Fan threw him the handwritten letter of Fu Jingyi's collaboration with the enemy, his heart went cold, but he didn't expect that Rong Fan would keep him, use him to deal with Chen Junde, and let him live for a few more days.

"Do you remember that arrow?" Fu Chuanli calmed down for a moment, he hesitated for a while, he didn't dare to say it clearly, he went to the bed and took Fu Qiufeng's hand and patted it, "You should be careful, no matter what, you are also my son. "

Fu Qiufeng felt something was stuffed in his hand. After Fu Chuanli left, he opened his palm and saw a small cylinder in his hand.

An An glanced at it and turned away: "The minister will leave first."

"No need." Fu Qiufeng stopped him, knowing that Fu Chuanli must have been threatened by two parties, Rong Fan threatened him to be the prime minister, and Gong Ziyu threatened him to give him something, no wonder he came over so irritable, "An Yi, you are from Shuangrentai Dark guard, don't forget that you are serving His Majesty."

An Yi lowered his head: "Yes."

Fu Qiufeng unscrewed one end of the cylinder and it fell over. A piece of extremely thin white silk slipped out and was rolled into a roll. He untied the tied thread and unfolded the silk. There were black lines drawn on it. He looked at it for a while. , found that this is a map, the lines are scattered and complicated, according to the marked route, there are high and low, it seems to be some kind of space built according to the natural terrain.

"Could it be Gong Ziyu's mission?" Fu Qiufeng said to himself, where is this base map? What do you want to do if you give him the map?

"Anyi, go and find out what His Majesty is doing, and if you can see him, find a way to let him come to Lanxin Pavilion." Fu Qiufeng ordered Anyi, "It doesn't matter if it's business, or I'm about to die from an attack. "

An Yi nodded with difficulty, and set off to look for Rong Fan. Fu Qiufeng waited in the Lanxin Pavilion until night, but Rong Fan did not come, and An Yi also returned without success. He knelt down to apologize and said: "Your Majesty is in Dali Temple. The inspection did not find any idlers, etc., so I had no choice but to tell Mr. Wei."

Fu Qiufeng kept the map and waved his hands worriedly: "Forget it, let's talk about it tomorrow."

Fu Qiufeng secretly vowed that tomorrow even if he forced his way through the palace gate, he would see Rong Fan, but what surprised him was that he went to Bixiao Palace early in the morning, and Rong Fan never came back to stay at night. He only found out that His Majesty went there after asking Feng Ji Xiaolongwei barracks, he thought hard for a long time, and felt that breaking into the barracks was not that kind of thing, so he could only give up and go back to Lanxin Pavilion. Another day later, Fu Qiufeng had already made three oaths, but this time even Feng Ji also I don't know where Rong Fen is.

Fu Qiufeng's heart was getting heavier and heavier, he didn't know whether Feng Ji was told by Rong Fan not to tell him his whereabouts, or Feng Ji really didn't know, he went to the Shuangren Terrace absent-mindedly, Wei Yuan was not there, leaving Liu He walking quickly with a basin walk by.

"Brother Liu!" Fu Qiufeng quickly stopped Liu He, and greeted Tang Miao who was transferred back to the Frost Blade Terrace, "Brother Tang, are you awake?"

"I was sober for a while yesterday, but my throat was hurt, and I still can't speak." Liu He smiled bitterly, "But he was suffocated."

Fu Qiufeng nodded, put his hands behind his back, wiped off the sweat, and asked as calmly as possible: "By the way, where is Your Majesty?"

"Your Majesty took people to Pingxia Town." Liu He replied, "It is said that it is the hiding place of the rebels. I was going there too, but Your Majesty ordered me to stay at Frost Blade Terrace to respond."

Fu Qiufeng felt that he had grasped a straw. He told himself that he could not miss this time. This was the only chance. He turned around and rushed to the stable, shouting: "Go to Lanxin Pavilion for me and tell Anyi, I will go to Pingxia The town is looking for His Majesty!"