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Those who suffered the pain gained peace for a short time, and the rest of the people who were unable to calm down suffered the inner pain of tumbling.

Rong Fan used all his strength to drive his hand to touch Fu Qiufeng's wrist, and when he could feel the slight beating, he let out a long sigh of relief, took off his clothes until only his inner was left, and covered Fu Qiufeng's wrist. Then I went out to pick up a bunch of branches and dead wood, and lit the fire.

He sat at the entrance of the cave, while guarding against possible rebels around him, while letting himself get rid of those constantly intruding memories in the ventilated environment, and kept telling himself that Fu Qiufeng was just in a coma, and the surrounding was safe, and they could leave at any time. The mountains are magnificent and vast, no longer a ray of skylight among the dilapidated wooden boards.

Rong Fan repeated his pulse testing and adding firewood. After an unknown amount of time, he heard a rush of footsteps in the woods. He immediately gathered his energy and leaned on the ground to listen carefully. There were about five or six people.

Rong Fan slapped out a palm to extinguish the bonfire, left the cave and jumped onto the tree closest to the entrance of the cave, holding the dagger.

This dagger is not light, Rong Pin supported the tree trunk with one hand, and couldn't help looking over and over again. It was a gift from Fu Qiufeng, and the gems inlaid on it alone made people want to go crazy. He cursed at the time Playing tricks on himself, he silently moved his fingers to the middle, and when the leader, a man in black, approached the tree, he jumped down without a sound.

"Master?" Wei Yuan leaned his back against the tree trunk, surprised and worried, "Are you alright?"

Rong Fan had already recognized Wei Yuan in mid-air, the Mo Dou was on Wei Yuan's shoulder, and when he landed firmly on the ground, he swooped over and rubbed his head against the side of his face.

"It's just in time, Mr. Fu is injured." Rong Fan led the way back, "Have you brought any medicine?"

"Bring it." Wei Yuan knew the seriousness of the matter from Rong Fan's dignified voice, raised his hand and released a signal flare, and quickly caught up with Rong Fan, "Could it be that Mr. Fu came here? How could he be injured?"

"It's to save me." Rong Fan finally gained some confidence, "His martial arts are much better than mine, so I sneaked into Gong Ziyu's base camp with him, and I wanted to escape by holding Gong Ziyu hostage, but Gong Ziyu made people let go on the suspension bridge." The arrow vainly tried to die with me, Mr. Fu appeared and rescued me, Mr. Yu cut off the suspension bridge, Mr. Fu and I fell into the river, Mr. Fu was hit by an arrow, and the situation was not good."

Wei Yuan was dumbfounded: "This... this is too dangerous."

Wei Yuan realized later: "Young Master Fu knows martial arts?... It seems that it is not surprising that his subordinates also have such intuitions from time to time. What about Young Master Yu?"

"He also fell into the river and was poisoned." Rong Fan's voice became harsh, "Send people to search along the coast. I want to see people dead and corpses."

"Yes." Wei Yuan nodded, "This subordinate was directed by Mr. Fu's informant to search this way. I thought you would be in the mountains, but I didn't expect to find you so soon."

"Who?" Rong Fan was puzzled.

"A dancer who pretends to be calm." Wei Yuan said.

Rong Fen understood, the two entered the cave, and the rest of the hidden guards stayed outside the cave to keep watch. Wei Yuan looked at the several layers of clothes covering Fu Qiufeng's body, then secretly glanced at Rong Fen, and asked after squatting down to check his injuries. : "My lord, Mr. Fu has concealed his details in every possible way, don't you blame him?"

"No matter how much he hides, he's still exposing to save me." Rong Fan gently lifted Fu Qiufeng's shoulders and let him lie on his lap, there was no trace of blame in his eyes.

Wei Yuan took out the golden sore medicine that he carried with him, and pulled off Fu Qiufeng's underwear. The unconscious Fu Qiufeng trembled unconsciously, and a hoarse moan escaped from his throat. Before Wei Yuan felt anything, Rong Fan had already blocked him hand.

"Be careful." Rong Fan frowned in dissatisfaction, and gently lifted Fu Qiufeng's clothes by herself.

Wei Yuan was silent for a while, looking at the exquisite slipknot that Rong Pin tied when bandaging Fu Qiufeng: "Since Mr. Fu is highly skilled in martial arts, you can rest assured that martial arts practitioners are not so fragile."

"If a person becomes weak, he won't be able to come back in the blink of an eye." Rong Fan sighed sadly, "I'm afraid of the empress."

"Look at the wound, the arrow is almost exhausted, Mr. Fu just lost too much blood, and no viscera was injured." Wei Yuan shook the medicine powder on Fu Qiufeng's back, and from the corner of his eye, Rong Yan was wiping Fu Qiufeng's sweat, he felt strange again, Suggested, "My lord, you are so worried about Mr. Fu, will you let him stay in Frost Blade Terrace to continue to serve as the recorder, and no longer be in danger? Or... let him stay in Lanxin Pavilion?"

Rong Fan couldn't help but think of the moment when Fu Qiufeng jumped high from the crowd, with such a willful and confident figure, presumably the moment Fu Qiufeng took off his disguise and stood up, he also gained the freedom of being overwhelmed.

Since he knew this, how could he have the heart to ignore his wishes?

"I heard the sound of the bowstring being tensed a little bit, and the scream of the sharp arrow cutting through the air." Rong Fan stared at the void and fell into memory, with a long tone and a little smile, "He is more vigorous and agile than a cheetah, and stronger than an eagle He is more majestic and majestic, this is his original appearance, not a house cat, he gave his life to save me, how can I pull out his sharp claws and break his wings? Not only do I want him to stay in the Frost Blade Platform, but also If we want to give him a wider world, in the history books a hundred years later, he must have a fortune."

Wei Yuan thought that Rong Yan probably didn't realize how nasty his tone was. After Fu Qiufeng's injury was dealt with, the torches in the forest on the opposite side gradually lit up, scaring away the birds.

An Yi walked in the turbulent underground stronghold. He was wearing a rebel armor. When he sneaked in here, no one had checked the token codes. From time to time, only crying maids and hurried soldiers could be seen underground.

"Brother, I just received the news that the son and the dog emperor died together!" A man said in a complicated tone, "What should we do? Go to the river to search for their bodies?"

"The general and the captain are already leading people to search." His companion called him to leave quickly, "It's useless for us to go any further, they won't survive anyway, in my opinion, the dog emperor's troops will definitely arrive soon, so it is better to accumulate strength to wait Prepare for the next incident—run away, change into the clothes of a merchant, and bring some of our spices, and when you leave the city, you will say that you are reselling spices."

The two passed a corner of the corridor, and as soon as they took a step, they saw An Yi with a cold face leaning against the wall, his companion was taken aback, and then scolded: "Are you lazy here, kid? Hurry up and look for Young Master, Young Master Fu Da Fate, it must be fine!"

"The superior ordered me to come back and destroy the important documents." An Yi said coldly.

"The important documents are all in the middle, why are you dawdling around?" The companion impatiently looked at An Yi, "Which battalion are you from, where is the token?"

An Yi stretched out his hand to his waist, pretending to take the token, but actually held the dagger, his eyes froze as he strode away, and passed between the two in an instant, bringing up two splashes of blood, he didn't stay long, and the dagger After being put into the sheath, the two astonished rebels fell to the ground clutching their necks.

The interior of the secret camp was empty, which gave Anyi a lot of convenience. He walked towards the center based on his feeling, and then he simply threatened a middle-aged man who seemed to be of some status.

The two came to the middle floor where the important files were stored, but they could smell a pungent smell from afar. When they got closer, they found that the stone rooms had been blown up by gunpowder.

An Xin said that he was a step late, and glanced at the middle-aged man, feeling that it would be troublesome to lead him, and twirled the dagger at his fingertips, wondering whether it would be better to knock him out or deal with it.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man knelt down and begged: "My lord! Gong Ziyu must have important things that cannot be destroyed. Someone must have escaped with them. I will show you the way. I just beg my lord to spare my life!"

An Yi thought for a while, and asked: "When I came here, I heard that everyone is a righteous man who followed the former prince and would rather die than surrender."

"That's just part of it." The middle-aged man hurriedly explained, "Now that Gong Ziyu is dead, those of us who just want to share a share of the pie must be aware of current affairs. We don't even know Gong Ziyu's other secret bases."

"Lead the way." An An waved his hand, "It depends on your performance."

The middle-aged man walked through the underground with An Yi lightly and familiarly, and came to an exit with few people. An Yi grabbed the middle-aged man by the collar and jumped out of the secret passage. He looked around carefully, and there was a faint fire.

An Yi immediately chased in that direction, and saw a literati-looking man trotting with a bookcase on his back and lighting a torch, he kicked up a stone and hit the man's leg, chased after him and hit him on the back of the neck with the handle of the knife The officer knocked the man unconscious, the lid of the bookcase was opened, and the account books and envelopes were scattered all over the place.

An Yi let go of the middle-aged man's collar, the middle-aged man panted heavily, picked up a few books for An Yi attentively, took a look at them twice, and found that the records of dealings with officials and wealthy businessmen were clearly organized, and they were indeed the same. Great harvest.

"This...this is really audacious!" The middle-aged man picked up another half of the book. The book didn't have a cover, and the half that seemed torn off was sewn up again. He simply flipped through a few pages and saw Rong Bing's name on it.

Glancing sideways, the middle-aged man obediently handed over the book. He glanced at it a few times and found that it was more like a script, but the more he read it, the more something was wrong. Beiyou was attacked from both sides, and there was an insurgent army claiming to be the prince's orthodox restoration of Dayan inside. There were internal troubles and foreign aggressions. At this time, Rong Fan actually got a piece of peony jade pendant. It turned out that this jade was the road map for the treasure. The rumored treasure left by the previous dynasty.

"Uh, my lord, the rebels may search this place, why don't you look at it later, first..."

Before the middle-aged man could finish his sentence, he slashed his throat with a slash of the dagger, and put all the ledgers back into the bookcase, but stuffed half of the book into his arms.

On the other side, a hidden guard carried Fu Qiufeng on his back and was going down the mountain with Rong Pin overnight. Fu Qiufeng's injury could not support the bumps on the horse's back, so he had to ask the hidden guard to prepare the carriage first, and then rush back to the palace in a hurry. Lin Ying set off at the same time with the medicine box, if he could meet up earlier, Fu Qiufeng would be less dangerous.

It was already sunrise when they got into the car.Rong Fan sat in the carriage, let Fu Qiufeng lean on him, and supported Fu Qiufeng's back with one hand. He only stayed up all night, but now he felt extremely tired and couldn't fall asleep.

He was curious about what kind of adventure Fu Qiufeng had, and he was a little bit sour that he didn't want to admit it, worrying about his attitude towards Fu Qiufeng in the future.

friend?This should be the relationship that Fu Qiufeng was most looking forward to, but Rong Pin recalled the moment when he hugged Fu Qiufeng in the cramped carriage, his violent heartbeat almost confused his judgment.

The carriage was speeding all the way, and at noon, I finally met Lin Ying who was coming on a fast horse at the post station. Lin Ying was still drinking tea to moisten his throat. When he saw the carriage, he couldn't help but stepped forward to complain, but Rong Fan hugged Fu Qiufeng and used the fastest speed He rushed out of the carriage, and without giving Lin Ying any time to speak, he urgently said, "Senior Lin, save someone!"

Lin Ying looked at Rong Fan's face, followed upstairs and exaggerated: "Do you want to save the two at once? Double the injury, double the sweetness, it's really sharing the joys and sorrows."

"I'm fine." Rong Fan didn't care about Lin Ying's teasing, Fu Qiufeng never woke up all the way, his heartbeat was so weak that he could barely feel it, he put Fu Qiufeng on the bed, gritted his teeth and clench his fists and hit the bedpost.

"I won't be buried with him if he can't be cured." Lin Ying said without delaying the doctor's visit. He took his pulse first, then pulled out a few silver needles and threw them on Fu Qiufeng's body. It feels strange to detoxify him for the first time, but he really has internal strength."

"You found out then?" Rong Pin was instantly dissatisfied, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"The old man is not sure, why should I tell you." Lin Zheng said as a matter of course, opened the medicine box by the bed, swiped his fingers around, stopped on a medicine bottle, and hesitated, "Um... troublesome, very troublesome, Although he has profound internal energy and is better at concealment, even the old man couldn't detect it, but because of this, the old man doesn't know the depth and dare not use strong medicine."

"You are a genius doctor, you will definitely have a solution!" Rong Fan said excitedly.

"This is a miracle doctor." Lin Yan snorted happily, "There is indeed a way, I'm afraid you won't agree, have you heard of Wangqing Pill?"

"...in the story book?" Rong Fan's eyes twitched.

"This kind of medicine can quickly heal internal and external injuries, but the price is to forget the person you care about most in your heart." Lin Ying raised the corner of his mouth high, took out a small bottle and threw it away, "This old man also treated several young men and women in the past. Well... it's interesting that lovers end up as strangers."

Rong Fan was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Fu Qiufeng with mixed feelings. Is he really so important to Fu Qiufeng?Will Fu Qiufeng forget him?If Fu Qiufeng forgot about him, would he still stay in the Frost Blade Terrace?

He was silent for a long time, until Lin Yan began to urge him: "Make a decision quickly, of course, you can also take him back to the palace for consultation with the imperial physician, but those group of idiots who eat public food may not have one-tenth of the old man's ability. "

"Help me..." Rong Yan closed his eyes and let out a long sigh, "Even if he forgets me, I can tell him the story of my acquaintance with him one by one, and even if he wants to leave, I can visit the thatched cottage again Invite him to come out of the mountain, as long as he is alive, I will have a chance no matter what."

Lin Ying bit the corner of his mouth, and took a harsh breath: "Oh, this Wangqing Pill is for lovers, what are you doing right now?"

Rong Fan: "..."

Lin Ying pulled out the stopper, fed Fu Qiufeng a pill, and glanced at Fu Qiufeng who couldn't bear to look at him anymore, with his heartbroken, regretful, unwilling and mournful expression, finally couldn't help it, and laughed out loud.

The author has something to say: Lin Zheng: It’s really fun to lie to a young couple