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Fu Qiufeng was in a daze on the swaying sedan chair, thinking of the sentence just now that he admired very much, he always felt that something was wrong, he didn't know whether it was the words or the atmosphere, anyway, the memory now is very delicate.

But Rong Fan is busy with government affairs, so he shouldn't be careless... Fu Qiufeng unilaterally dismissed this idea, and when he returned to Lanxin Pavilion, Xiao Yuanzi was also stunned by the six maids. Pour water and tea, sweep and mop the floor, not knowing what to do.

In the end, Fu Qiufeng resolutely refused the maids to change his clothes and wipe his face. He closed the door and lay back on the bed, resting and recuperating in a half-drowsy state.

On the other side, Rong Jing wanted to have dinner with Fu Qiufeng at night, but he completely underestimated the results of his early rectification. The ministers waiting for the report in the imperial study lined up all the way to the courtyard, and in the evening, Zuo Si You wanted to look back and forth all afternoon before deciding to confess and plead guilty with leniency to the officials who confessed.

These people were threatened and provided more or less information to Gong Ziyu and the rebellious party, or they were wooed by Gong Ziyu but hesitated, and those who really should be put in prison were all taken into Dali Temple by Rong Fen, damn it They were all left for the Frost Blade Terrace, and the remaining half-bucket of water was ready to be used to win people's hearts, so the training lasted until the third watch only.

Rong Fan was also really sleepy, so he asked everyone to disperse and talk about it tomorrow, and asked Feng Ji to take the memorial and follow him to Lanxin Pavilion. When he arrived, Lanxin Pavilion was also dark, and Fu Qiufeng had already fallen asleep.

"Your Majesty, why don't you go back to Bixiao Palace first." Feng Ji felt sad when he saw the faint blackness in Rong's eyes, "I've handed over the booklets, don't be in a hurry, if you don't take a good rest, your body won't last long live."

"It's the same wherever you sleep." Rong Fan raised his index finger to Xiao Yuanzi who heard the movement and lit the lamp, and then sat down in the front hall, "Don't bother Mr. Fu."

Fu Qiufeng slept very deeply at night, and sleep is always the best way to restore physical strength. When he woke up the next day, except for the occasional dull pain in his back, the previous dizziness was gone.

He pushed the door cautiously, leaned on the edge of the door and looked around for a while, then suddenly met Lian Yushuilingling's eyes.

"My lord." Lianyu stood by the door, her voice seemed to be mouthing in a low voice, "You are awake, this servant will go and give you the medicine that Doctor Re brought you."

Fu Qiufeng rubbed his temples, watched Lianyu step back slowly and lightly, and opened the door wide, but he didn't see the other five maids on the left and right, so he finally felt more at ease, grabbed his messy hair and put on his coat, and went out again. Seeing Rong Fen lying on the table with his arms pillowed, tilting his head to cover his face in the crook of his arms, he didn't know how long he had slept.

"Your Majesty?" Fu Qiufeng came to Rong Fan in a soft voice and called out, Rong Fan didn't move, Fu Qiufeng noticed the memorials piled up on the table, sighed softly, then propped his head on the edge of the table to see Rong Fan twisted on the other side s face.

Rong Fan opened his eyelids suddenly, and his bloodshot eyes rolled around, staring at Fu Qiufeng who was leaning over to probe his brain.

Fu Qiufeng took a breath, and almost lay on top of Rong Fan, took two steps away and poured himself a cup of tea to calm his shock, and asked, "Your Majesty, have you seen the memorial now?"

"No." Rong Fan straightened up a little bit, moved his stiff neck, and brushed the hair that was pressing on his cheeks behind his ears, "I think you think about it now."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Holding the tea, Fu Qiufeng felt complicated. He didn't know the reason for Rong Fan's words. Rong Fan half closed his eyelids, with a few indentations extending from the corners of his eyes to his dry lips. , looked haggard and I felt pity... He did feel pity for a moment, and then quickly put his fist against his forehead to dispel the offensive thought.

"Then when did you sleep? Did you fall asleep? Since you are here, why don't you rest in the bedroom?" Fu Qiufeng asked concerned.

"I read the scriptures for a while when I came here." Rong Pin's voice was lazy and undisciplined, and he didn't look at Fu Qiufeng, but every sentence was aimed at his dissatisfaction, "I thought you could detect someone in the main hall, and I want to wait until you wake up to check it out." Go to the bedroom, so as not to wake you up, but you haven't woken up yet, so I just waited, and my neck hurts from sleeping here."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Fu Qiufeng said matter-of-factly: "It won't be a problem if I wake up the minister, it's just a trauma."

Rong Fan's resentment gradually escaped, he glared at Fu Qiufeng, and hummed, "Clean up the folders on the table."

Fu Qiufeng did as he said, Rong Pin's eyes fell on his shoulders, and after a while he asked, "You are recovering well?"

"Yes, thanks to His Majesty's timely escort all the way, and Senior Lin's medicine." Fu Qiufeng estimated, "We should be able to use force in three days."

Rong Fen raised his fingertips, Fu Qiufeng knelt down with his back facing him and put the memorial into the basket, a white nape of his neck was exposed under the coat he was wearing, he stared at the protrusions of the cervical vertebrae, and stretched out his hand to press the collar of the coat in a mysterious way went back.

Fu Qiufeng stopped moving, turned his head suspiciously: "Your Majesty?"

"It's nothing." Rong Fan forcefully said with a straight face.

"Then your hand...?" Fu Qiufeng raised his eyebrows and glanced at Rong Pin's arm.

Rong Fan was a little distracted, and the temperature from his palm seemed to melt away his irritability and fatigue. He stroked it lightly twice like stroking the fur of an animal, and smiled inexplicably.

Fu Qiufeng was full of doubts, stood up and pushed Rong Pin's hand away, and guessed casually: "This is the prank of stuffing snow into other people's collars in winter?"

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan's heart was tired again, when Fu Qiufeng said that he was the best emperor yesterday, at that moment, it was as if the morning mist on the lake surface was blown away by a breeze, and ripples appeared in his heart, releasing the perplexity that always lingered .

He didn't want Fu Qiufeng to be injured, but also admired Fu Qiufeng's confidence and determination. He didn't want Fu Qiufeng to blindly agree with him, and he was full of joy when Fu Qiufeng praised him sincerely. He respected Fu Qiufeng's freedom, but he also wanted to keep Fu Qiufeng by his side, very close side.

"I... have something to say." Rong Fan said in conflict, "If I hold enough weight in your heart, then it should be okay for me to say it."

"Your Majesty, it's okay to say." Fu Qiufeng was puzzled, "Could it be that the Frost Blade Platform has some difficult tasks?"

"No, it's my own problem." Rong Fan leaned on the back of the chair and raised his head, with the back of his neck resting on the cold crossbar, his eyes slowly fell, a little dignified and hesitant, "I...to you..."

Fu Qiufeng had never seen Rong Fen so hesitant before, he frowned and thought about whether he had some bad habits that made Rong Fen very opinionated, and because he was too self-cultivated, he couldn't bear to talk about it?

"Minister snores while sleeping? Do you still eat?" Fu Qiufeng asked solemnly, "Or..."

"No!" Rong Pin slapped the table and said angrily, "If you were snoring, I would have kicked you out!"

He rubbed the center of his brows in pain, feeling that a string had snapped, even that he fell in love with Fu Qiufeng was not so important, what was important was that Fu Qiufeng was a good person and his mind was so smooth and straightforward.

"Ah, it's not that you like the minister." Fu Qiufeng joked, "I'm afraid that the minister will be attacked and slandered by rumors and rumors, so I can't speak directly."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Pin's Adam's apple moved slightly, and he said, "Guess..." Not bad.

"Your Majesty, good news, good news!" A loud voice suddenly came from outside the door, Qi Jianshu couldn't wait for Xiao Yuanzi to open the door, and came over the wall, "Your Majesty, are you there, you must be there, Eunuch Ji said you At this!"

Rong Fan silently swallowed back a mouthful of old blood, never wanting to beat Qi Jianshu so much.

"I was just joking. General Qi must have important military affairs. I..." Fu Qiufeng was about to say that he should avoid it first, but Rong Yan propped his head and stared at the table, feeling more tired than before, as if he was caught by something. It's as if something invisible has drawn power.

"I'm sorry." Fu Qiufeng couldn't help but feel a little depressed. He didn't dare to think about whether his joke hit Rong Jing, but after thinking about it, he promised, "Let's talk about business first. When you have time, If you talk to me slowly, I will definitely listen carefully, no matter what you say, I will always stand by your side."

"Really?" Rong Fan raised his eyelids and hummed.

"No lie." Fu Qiufeng bowed lightly.

"Okay, you go and drink the medicine." Rong Pin waved his hand, yawned, and knocked on his sleeve to let Mo Dou come out.

Qi Jianshu met Fu Qiufeng who was going to the kitchen at the door, and he waved enthusiastically: "Master Fu! It's amazing, I heard that you led your majesty to kill seven in and seven out of the rebel army and cut Gong Ziyu on the cliff. How about it? The injury is serious. Are you in trouble?"

When Fu Qiufeng heard about this style, he didn't know it, but Tang Miao must have become agitated.

"Hey, General Qi should take a look at the accurate information on Frost Blade Terrace." Fu Qiufeng said helplessly, "Your Majesty is not in a good mood, General, be careful."

Qi Jianshu secretly said that he just wanted to announce the good news, and it was the right time when he was in a bad mood, it would be fine if he didn't finish listening.

"Your Majesty, I just received a secret letter from the border. Beiyou withdrew its troops for a hundred miles and sent envoys to discuss peace with Dayi!" Qi Jianshu rushed in and clasped his fists, "The formal request should arrive in the capital in a few days. Dayi and Dayi Beiyou has been in constant conflict for years, if Beiyou sees the situation clearly and sincerely negotiates peace this time, it will be a blessing for the people of the two borders."

Rong Fan tapped the table with his index finger expressionlessly: "Since you are reporting for official duties, you should save what you shouldn't."

Qi Jianshu was taken aback for a moment, then knelt down on one knee and added: "My minister sees Your Majesty."

"I haven't washed and changed my clothes yet, and I'm out of manners. It's not appropriate to meet with my courtiers. Mo Dou will stay with you first, and I will come back later." Rong Fan stood up slowly, and leaned over to hand the ink fountain on his back to Qi Jianshu.

Qi Jianshu let out a groan: "Your Majesty, I beg you to take it away! I am guilty of a crime, please let the military regulations punish me, instead of letting the noble Mo Dou succumb to me!"

Mo Dou rushed to his lap to spit out the letter, he was so scared that he sat down on the floor and jumped back again and again, with a mournful face, he offered to hand in half a year's salary.

"Hmph, you didn't make a mistake, why should I withhold your salary?" Rong Fan folded his arms and snorted coldly.

Qi Jianshu squatted in the corner with his legs crossed, and looked at Mo Dou, who stood upright. Mo Dou tilted his head, and he suddenly realized: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, just because I didn't mean to disturb you and Mr. Fu." , Receive the supernatural power!"

"Zhen and Mr. Fu didn't say anything." Rong Fan turned his head to look at the blue sky outside the door, Mo Dou raised his tail to align with the sword book, and slowly crawled away.

Qi Jianshu rubbed his arms and got up with a smile, and suggested very understandingly: "Your Majesty, it's not enough for you to care about Mr. Fu so much. Women... men like surprises. Why don't you first observe what Mr. Fu lacks, and then ask him out Take a walk, and when he is tired and not interested, give him a gift, then Mr. Fu will be very pleasantly surprised, and he will think that a man who is so careful and dedicated to you... the emperor's work is worth it."

Rong Pin raised his hand to prop up his chin, slandering Qi Jianshu for being a playboy and dandy, who picked up girls all the time.

"Stop talking nonsense, even if I give him something, it's a reward he deserves for his meritorious service in saving him. Don't get it wrong." Rong Fan gave Qi Jianshu a serious look, "Give me the secret letter, step back."

Qi Jianshu was relieved, and finally he didn't have to face the snake that made him feel hairy anymore, so he handed in the secret report and fled quickly.

When Fu Qiufeng came back after drinking the medicine, he saw the corners of Rong Fen's mouth briskly curled up, with a smug look on his face.

Rong Jing said in his heart that when he walked with Fu Qiufeng, he might be the first to get tired, so he could only choose these few days while he was in danger. As for what Fu Qiufeng lacked, weapons must be the first choice.

Since it's too late to say those words, it's okay to wait, if he can calm down, or Fu Qiufeng can find out his intentions... It's better than getting Fu Qiufeng's shocking rejection in the end.

"When I retire from court, you can accompany me to Shuangrentai." It was the first time Rong Fan intentionally invited her out, pursing her lips slightly, pretending to be natural.

"The minister's weapon?" Fu Qiufeng's eyes lit up, and he asked cheerfully.

Rong Yan choked, this was beyond the scope of Qi Jianshu's teaching, if he answered, how would he be surprised?

"I have something to give you, guess what it is?" Rong Fan could only be vague.

Fu Qiufeng guessed: "Dagger!"

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan was suddenly extremely frustrated in an instant, Qi Jianshu would do it as soon as he said it, and he would cancel it as soon as he made an appointment.

Going to Frost Blade Terrace with Fu Qiufeng and giving him weapons, this is not a tryst, not a surprise, this is a day-to-day official duty.

The author has something to say: The degree of straight men does not matter

General Qi’s teaching image: On a starry night, walk to the lake where fireflies are flying, count the stars in the lake, put a coat on the other party when you feel tired and cold, and then take out the hairpin/flute/ Flute/jade pendant/sachet/folding fan and other romantic and artistic gifts

Your Majesty's Practice: Go, follow me to work, and send you work supplies