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Fu Qiufeng was able to catch up to this place, but Rong Fan was quite confident, so he was naturally unwilling to let go. He reached out and grabbed Fu Qiufeng's collar to pull him closer, and sneered coldly: "Go back to the palace? After returning to the palace, I will block your cunning first." Tongue, I will reward you fifty slabs, will you still have the strength to show it?"

"Uh, Your Majesty is wise, the punishment is right." Fu Qiufeng secretly lit a piece of wax for himself, "I must work hard."

Rong Fan was out of breath, shoved him violently, stood up and cursed in a low voice: "A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water!"

Fu Qiufeng stood firm with a blink of an eye sincerely, and was about to make an oath to make amends. The dancer who was changing clothes in the hall through the door on the first floor had already packed up. She knocked on the door and came in. When she saw the two of them, she was taken aback for a moment, then blushed inappropriately, and turned her head to the side. He raised his hand to cover his cheek, as if he was holding back a smile, but also ashamed to look directly at him.

These two are about the same height, but fortunately neither of them are muscular and muscular. They are eight feet tall. The two are men, she can only lament that there is such a woman with outstanding temperament and good looks in the world, but after knowing it... it seems that the subtler things are worth admiring.

And most of the people would relax their vigilance towards women. Looking at the two people's lifelike women's attire, her nervousness dissipated a lot.

"It's almost time." The dancer tried to make herself look normal, "Two good guys... good, good sisters, the closer you are to the master's viewing stage, the more people patrolling the road, although I don't know why. Not many, but there will definitely be people who will question you, you just say that you are a dancer who came with Liu Mama at the beginning of the month, and you have to learn how to serve the master."

Rong Fan had no choice but to temporarily put aside the questioning of Fu Qiufeng, and said cautiously: "Is there anything else that needs attention?"

"Hmm...have you decided on your own name?" the dancing girl asked, and then she said, "Nujia Lianyu, it's best to choose small characters that are easy to read, and my age, I am 17 years old."

Fu Qiufeng was about to come up with a stage name that would be unobtrusive and not too perfunctory, when Rong Fen said very perfunctorily: "My name is A Rong, his name is A Qiu, he's a girl in her twenties, and I'm nineteen years old."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

He didn't care about the [-]-year-old girl who made his goosebumps tremble all over the place, thinking that if the ancestors of Dayi knew that Rong Fan's taking the surname was such a disaster, he might show up in the Taimiao and beat up this unworthy descendant.

"Pfft..." The dancer couldn't hold back either, she laughed out loud, and tried her best to keep her face straight, "I...I didn't mean to laugh at you, the hero, spare your life."

"I usually don't do anything to women, Sister Lianyu can rest assured." Rong Fan raised his chin slightly and folded his arms around his chest, "It doesn't matter if we are sisters."

Fu Qiufeng turned his head in astonishment, he didn't expect that Rong Pin was such an emperor, he would adapt to the role so quickly, but he was like a savage and capricious young lady from a wealthy family, not like a dancer who laughed and danced to please people, there should be a group of people around Just try to please him.

"I'll go ahead, if you don't want to talk, don't say anything." Fu Qiufeng touched Rong Jing with his shoulder and tilted his head to remind him.

Lianyu felt flattered. Although Rong Fen threatened her, she never showed any disdain. She became more and more curious about who Rong Fen was. She lowered her head, took a deep breath to calm her heartbeat, and led the way for the two of them. Here are some noteworthy bits and pieces.

On the way, I only encountered guards who questioned me twice, and they were not serious. I made fun of Lianyu and let them pass. Lianyu was also very surprised, and turned around and said in a low voice: "Usually, I have to encounter more than three checkpoints. I really don't know. Why did this group of rude officers and soldiers leave?"

Rong Fan was thoughtful, but Fu Qiufeng was puzzled and said, "You said they were officers and soldiers?"

"They have weapons and wear armor. I used to hear the master's guests address each other as masters, generals." Lianyu said, "If they weren't officers and soldiers, could they still be rebels? ... Oh my god, no way."

"Even if you are a traitor, it has nothing to do with you. What kind of person is your master?" Rong Fan asked.

"I've never seen his face. He's always wearing a mask. He's not here every day, but he comes here every now and then. When he's there, he watches the stage singing and dancing, but he never stays with anyone overnight. No sister knows what he looks like. I think I look good, and I tried to toast my master, but he didn't buy me, as if any beautiful woman can't fall into his eyes." Lianyu became less uneasy, and slowed down her pace, and Rong Fan was behind her. He thought he would crash into Rong Fan's arms, but Rong Fan stepped away by mistake, raised his hand and made a gesture of support, but did not touch her body.

"The slabs on the ground are uneven, girl be careful." Rong Fan said lightly.

Lianyu's face turned red, and she was suddenly very ashamed of her own thoughts, and wrapped herself in a gauze dress: "...I think the master must have someone in his heart, maybe the woman he admired is gone, and it's like this every night. Shengge relieves loneliness."

Fu Qiufeng said in his heart that women always like to imagine beautiful feelings, so they are easily hurt. He glanced at Rong Fan, and Rong Fan's thoughts were also written on his face.

Rong Fan sneered: "Imagine the truth too poignantly and beautifully, and in the end I will definitely be hurt deeply by the man."

"Are you caring and advising me?" Lianyu was taken aback, and said shyly, "I...I don't think a man like you will hurt a woman's heart."

"You don't know me." Rong Fan raised his eyebrows, "Maybe I will hurt you."

Lianyu pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, lowered her head and blinked quickly, and said in a low voice, "Anyway, I've been dragged into the thief's boat by you, no matter how hurtful or sad you are, you can't leave me, or I'll curse you for looking for me for the rest of my life." I can't find the girl I like."

The more Fu Qiufeng listened to the conversation between the two, the more he felt that something was wrong. He was a little weirdly upset. He complained that the stunning concubine in the harem of Rong Jing didn't flirt, and ran out to flirt with the dancing girl. Could it be that he really liked this wild excitement? feel?

"Cough." Fu Qiufeng coughed dryly, "We're almost there, be careful."

Rong Fan cast a sideways glance at Fu Qiufeng, thinking in his heart that Fu Qiufeng must be jealous, he was even jealous when he chatted with the dancing girl, wouldn't it be more embarrassing to look at his concubines in the harem?No wonder she was still unwilling to let go of his deliberate temptation. Once she crossed this line, the days to come would only become more bitter and helpless.

They followed Lianyu to an independent cave space. There was a bead curtain hanging at the entrance of the cave, and two guards with halberds stood there. Fu Qiufeng looked inside through the bead curtain, and saw the stage was open and noisy, and the lights were blurred.

The rocky floor of the cave is covered with colorfully textured carpets, and five women are dancing, surrounded by stone railings. Under the stone railings are musicians on one side and maidservants on the other side. The man wearing the mask is sitting on the armchair in front of the screen, the back of the chair is dazzling golden, and the carved nine dragons are entrenched, just like the replica of the dragon chair in the Golden Temple in the mountain.

"Two brothers, I'll bring the newcomer to meet the master." Lianyu squeezed her palm quietly, and said with a smile, "Is the master enjoying himself today?"

"I think the master is in a bad mood, please be careful when serving him." The guard raised his head, "Go in quickly."

"Walk over slowly and stand in the row of maidservants." Lianyu instructed, "I'll go behind the curtain on the other side of the young master and prepare."

Rong Fan nodded, and went quietly with Fu Qiufeng.

Before the dance on the stage was over, the sleeves and the hem of the skirt disturbed the sight. Fu Qiufeng secretly looked at Gong Ziyu on the steps as if nothing had happened...it should be Gong Ziyu, the same mask, casually leaning on the back of the chair and looking down , There is a serious sense of reviewing the minister.

Fu Qiufeng turned his head and nodded quietly to Rong Fan, indicating that he was indeed Gong Ziyu. Rong Fan stared at the high platform, his heart agitated, he slowly closed his eyes to suppress the killing intent, and secretly scanned the surroundings, looking for inconspicuous corners and nooks .

The dance music was finally coming to an end, but the bead curtain was lifted suddenly, and a guard walked in quickly, climbed up the steps, and whispered something in Gong Ziyu's ear.

When Gong Ziyu raised his hand, the dancing and music stopped, and all the dancers and musicians hurriedly knelt down and waited nervously.

The guard backed out of the door, the cave was suddenly silent, the sound of a drop of water falling on the ground was far away, and the maids also knelt down. Rong Fan tried his best to hide behind Fu Qiufeng, covered by the hem of his skirt, he bent his knees and knelt down. Nervous, no one cares if Rong Bing's movements are not in place, the girls who were preparing for the next song behind the curtain also trot out, and kneel on the stage, Lianyu gradually panicked, kneeling in a group of people trembling.

Putting one hand by his side, Fu Qiufeng quickly made two gestures towards the back, meaning that if his identity is exposed, he should not be willing to fight. He will attract the attention of the enemy, let Rong Fan take the opportunity to escape, and then meet in the corridor.

Rong Fan glanced at his skillful arrangement, snorted coldly in his heart, stretched out his fingertips and pinched Fu Qiufeng's palm.

Fu Qiufeng withdrew his hand abruptly. At this moment, the begging and cries for help from outside the cave finally became clear. The guards just brought four men and two women and made them kneel under the steps. Not long after, another guard brought two A man, some of these people wore brown straw sandals, some of them wore thorn hairpin sarongs, and some of them were glamorous and beautiful, but their hands were tied behind their backs, and all of them looked ugly.

"This is the village owner of your bandits?" A burly villager raised his head under the steps and angrily said, "It's useless to catch me. Use your body as a turtle shell!"

"Presumptuous!" The guard raised his scabbard and threw it on the villagers' backs. The villagers screamed and fell to the ground, cursing intermittently. The guard cupped his hands and said to the young master, "Master, contact the maid we sent out to buy, and want to come back It is these people who are the most important, but the subordinates did not find that there is any disguise among them."

Gong Ziyu looked down from above, he stood up, but did not go down the steps, and said quietly: "There are many subtle disguises in Jianghu. It is normal for His Majesty the emperor to have some hidden methods after living in Jianghu for several years."

Hearing this, Fu Qiufeng quickly lowered his head again, hearing this meant that Gong Ziyu thought that Rong Fan or the hidden guards would mix in with these people and try to enter the stronghold in the mountain.

Rong Fan also tried to cover his face as much as possible, took out a red veil from his sleeve, and put it on his face.

It turned out that the woman carrying the basket was just a bait, and Gong Ziyu threw it out on purpose to create an opportunity for him to sneak in. Unfortunately, he touched the entrance directly and didn't bite the hook at all.

"Rong Fan!" Gong Ziyu suddenly opened his arms and shouted while standing in front of the armchair. Through a mask, his voice sounded like the aftermath of a dull explosion, echoing in the cave, scaring the maidservants and musicians present to bow their heads. Kowtow, "I know you left the capital, I know you came to Pingxia Town, I know you are here!"

Fu Qiufeng looked up subconsciously, but Gong Ziyu was still looking up at the scattered stalagmites on the roof of the cave. The lights on the high platform left unpredictable shadows on him. Here, but did not look at the line of maidservants.

Then his lower back was poked by Rong Fan, he forcibly resisted the urge to jump up, Rong Fan slowly scratched something on his waist, from top to bottom, it should have written a word.

"You came here for a secret." Gong Ziyu laughed triumphantly, "My secret, and your secret, an unknown thing can make you abandon the throne you snatched, and risk your own life regardless of safety. You deserve it." The throne of the king of God? If you hadn't forced me here, I wouldn't have dared to draw you here, and I still couldn't prove that you are so ridiculous and pathetic!"

The ethereal reverberation in the cave was intertwined with people's restless breathing. A dancer was so frightened that she couldn't control her sobs. Gong Ziyu pointed her finger, and said in a dull tone, "She dares to interrupt me, take her down."

The dancing girl was crying and struggling, but she was still pushed away by the guards. Fu Qiufeng tried not to look at Gong Ziyu, concentrated his attention, and recognized the direction of the stroke that seemed to be "press", followed by "bing", Rong Fan finished writing Two, Fu Qiufeng could already understand what he meant by standing still, but Rong Fan was still going on and wanted to finish writing.

The last two words have been squeezed from the waist to the buttocks, Fu Qiufeng didn't dare to move, bit his lower lip tightly enduring itching and awkwardness, and finally waited for Rong Bing's fingertips to move away from his buttocks, he just loosened With a breath, Rong Fan raised his hand to his left waist again, and began to write "wait and see".

Fu Qiufeng had no choice but to pat back. The numbness brought about by the light strokes on the skin through the clothes made him tense all over. It reached Rong Fan's hand.

"Want to know your secret?" Gong Ziyu dealt with the irrelevant voice, and became excited again, "Rong Fan! You are just dazzled by hatred, you murdered Rong Yu for revenge, you don't want to be emperor at all, you You just want to be a lowly countryman and live for the rest of your life, you deceive yourself and the world, this is your patheticness!"

Fu Qiufeng hadn't let go of his hand yet, but Rong Pin suddenly grasped the fingertips pinched by him, and grabbed his wrist with his backhand.

"But the most ridiculous thing is that you think you are taking revenge, but you don't know who is the culprit." Gong Ziyu picked up the ending, joyful and sarcastic, "Rong Jin, come out! I want to know that the first emperor took the queen away during the King Jin Rebellion Concubine Chong and his favorite prince and princess, why did Rong Yu, who is the crown prince, turn back halfway?"

Fu Qiufeng turned his head back as much as possible, and from a limited angle, he caught a glimpse of Rong Fen's mask of frost, suppressing his anger and murderous aura, his brows and eyes tightly pressed, and hatred almost gushing out.

Gong Ziyu finally looked down the stage, and his eyes slowly locked on Lianyu who was shaking like a sieve. He waved his finger and said, "Bring it up, what do you know?"

Lianyu burst into tears, almost lost her strength, and was carried up to the high platform by the guard's arms.

"You...you call the current sage by his name." Lianyu said tremblingly, "You really are a traitor."

"Oh?" Gong Ziyu raised his hand to pinch her chin, "It seems that you have been bribed... What is this?"

Lianyu lowered her head slowly in a daze, and realized that at some point, the medicine bottle she had hidden in the layers of gauze skirts around her waist was found by Gong Ziyu. She thought desperately that she was already working under the rebels, and sooner or later she would not escape Once she dies, she shouldn't have confessed to the two heroes. These two people must be from the government if they want to kill the rebels. She can't let them die in vain.

"I didn't...wasn't bought by someone, I picked up the bottle, I looked beautiful, I couldn't help it... ah!"

"Since you can't control your hand, then chop it off." Gong Ziyu pushed Lianyu to the ground and said indifferently.

"I don't, I really don't!" Lianyu crawled to Gong Ziyu's feet, grabbed his clothes and begged for mercy, "I beg the master to see that I serve you wholeheartedly, spare my life, I have been in love with the master for a long time , how could you betray your master!"

Gong Ziyu was unmoved, and kicked Lianyu away. The dancers and maidservants in the audience gritted their teeth and closed their eyes in shock and fear. Fu Qiufeng estimated the guards he saw along the way. , if he really wanted to face each other with swords, no one would be his opponent... But the difficulty was, would Rong Yan really break out of the siege directly with him?

Rong Fan stared at Lianyu, whose hand was stepped on by the guard. Lianyu was crying so hard that she was about to faint, biting her lip and refusing to confess to him. Just when the guard was about to swing his sword, he let go of it and kept clasping it tightly. Fu Qiufeng's wrist, standing up and bowing his head, made his voice soft and soft, pretending to be panicked: "Master! I seem to see her contacting suspicious people, let me confront her, and then I will know if she is innocent or not."

Fu Qiufeng broke out in cold sweat, moved his fingers, and quietly clasped the dagger in his belt.

Gong Ziyu motioned for the guards to stop, beckoning Rong Rong to go up with great interest.

"I really wish I hadn't seen you," Gong Ziyu said.

"I'm new here." Rong Fan lowered his head and slowly walked up the steps, standing in front of Gong Ziyu, with his hands folded in his sleeves, bowing slightly, "I've seen the master."

"Raise your head." Gong Ziyu couldn't quite see Rong Fan's face under the veil, but the coquettish eyes with red lines made him feel familiar, "Take off the veil."

"Yes." Rong Fan stood on the spot, slowly moved his hands behind his head, untied the string of the veil, still lowered his head, folded the veil and held it in the palm of his hand, naturally raised his hands and handed it to Gong Ziyu.

Gong Ziyu only glanced at the veil, there was no mechanism to hide it, and when there was something to present to him, he also subconsciously reached out to take it, his eyes always resting on Rongpin's face.

Fu Qiufeng had never felt that the time was so long, and he didn't dare to rely entirely on the warning signs. The hidden guards didn't rely on reminders to eat. He had already pulled the dagger out of his belt, pressed his left hand to the ground, and lifted one leg from a kneeling position. As long as the situation on the stage is not good for Rong Fan, he will be able to rush to Rong Fan's side in the blink of an eye.

The moment Gong Ziyu pinched the veil, Rong Fan suddenly raised his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and evoked a cheerful and provocative smile.

The green snake sprang out from the back of Rong Fan's hand, bit Gong Ziyu's wrist, and then circled back to Rong Fan's hand without stopping for a moment. When Gong Ziyu shook his hand in pain, only two lines of blackened blood flowed from the wrist Holes on the inside flow out.

At the same time, Rong Fan stomped on the ground with force, and flashed behind Gongziyu like a ghost. He pulled out the golden hairpin in the bun and touched Gongziyu's jugular artery. The sharp end pierced the skin instantly, and a line of blood dripped. Sweeping, shouted in a low voice: "Stand back, or let his blood splatter on the spot!"

Gong Ziyu only had time to seal the acupoints on his right arm with his left hand, and the black and purple veins on the back of his hand spread rapidly upwards. He soon couldn't feel the existence of this hand, and his right arm hung limply, and he glanced behind him with a breathless voice: "Rong Fan! You really refreshed me! How dare you degenerate yourself and pretend to be a lowly dancer!"

"Perhaps when you died, you were in more embarrassment than the dancing girl lying on the ground crying now." Rong Fan sneered, "Go, send me out."

"Heh, aren't you curious? Who killed Li Qinghui?" Gong Ziyu followed his footsteps and slowly backed up to the steps.Rong Fan's breath stagnates, Li Qinghui, that's her mother's name.

"Yes, it is this kind of hatred that seems to burn everything." Gong Ziyu said unhurriedly. "Why did Crown Prince Rong Yu come back? Because his cherished imperial brother didn't keep up with the team, why didn't his imperial brother follow? Because he also wanted to find someone to turn back, and this person is your leader of the hidden guards, Wei Yuan. "

Rong Fan felt a chill for no reason, as if his already cold blood was freezing.

"Rong Yu wanted to rescue Rong Yi who came back to look for Wei Yuan, but he was found and surrounded by King Jin's rebels, and when he fled, he pushed Li Qinghui to block the arrow."

"And Wei Yuan came back to look for you."

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