Occupational Disease Dark Guard's Favorite Concubine Survival Guide

It was almost late at night when Fu Qiufeng was going back to Lanxin Pavilion, and he and Rong Jing had a supper, and were about to say goodbye, Feng Ji rushed to Shuangren Terrace to spread the news, saying that the Taoist priest sent to the Imperial Hospital had woken up, but the imperial doctor It was diagnosed that the person's brain had suffered severe blows and left bruises, so he was unconscious. He needed to take medicine for a period of time to dissolve the bruises before he could wake up.

Rong Fan was not in a hurry about whether the Taoist priest was dead or alive, and asked Feng Ji, "Where is Lin Ying? How is he?"

"The imperial doctor initially treated the trauma to stop the bleeding, but Mr. Lin's knife wound might hurt his internal organs. He regained consciousness halfway and insisted on going back to the Zhuyun Pavilion. He has already been sent back." Feng Ji worried, "Mr. Lin's little The book boy said he would take good care of him."

Xiaolu is also considered Lin Ying's half-disciple, Rong Yan clicked his tongue, thinking that the disaster will last for thousands of years, and he will definitely not die. He glanced at Fu Qiufeng, and Fu Qiufeng also comforted him: "Since Senior Lin wants to return to Zhuyun Pavilion, he must be sure."

"Your Majesty, there is another piece of news." Feng Ji said, "The empress dowager is awake, but she is a little weak and in good spirits."

"Finally there is good news." Rong Fan cheered up, and said to Fu Qiufeng, "Tell Lingyang King to go with him, don't let him stay in the Shuangren Terrace and get in the way."

Fu Qiufeng also showed joy. In this way, apart from being escaped by the Qianxiang Ghost, they have almost defeated all the plots that tried to stir up disputes and involve the people of Dayi in the flames of war. The fight is not a climate.

The vicinity of Tai'an Palace was quiet and far away. When Fu Qiufeng and the others arrived, the palace lanterns were brightly lit. The concubine was sitting in the front hall drinking porridge. Her complexion was not very good, but she laughed when she heard the communication. With the bright enthusiasm of youth.

She stood up and nodded slightly to Rong Fan: "Your Majesty has been troubled."

Rong Fan hadn't seen her for a long time, and felt a little emotional for a while, and nodded, "Please sit down, Concubine, I brought King Lingyang here."

Rong Yi then followed in, stepped forward excitedly and took a good look at her: "Mother, are you alright?"

"With the genius doctor arranged by His Majesty, I have naturally recovered." The concubine pulled up Rong Yi's right arm, which was hung by the gauze on his chest, and shook it up and down, and said with a smile, "How is your injury?"

"It'll be fine right away, it's totally fine." Rong Yi took a deep breath secretly, and said boldly.

The concubine pursed her lips and let him go: "It's good to have your paw tied up, lest you go out every day and harm pheasants and hares."

"Mother, don't taunt me." Rong Yi said helplessly, "I thought you fainted because you were worried about me."

"How is that possible? His Majesty asked you to stay in the palace quietly for a few days to correct your stinking problems. I'm too happy." The concubine glanced at him, dragged him behind her, and bowed to Rong Fan again with a deep salute.

"Toffee, please get up." Rong Fan raised his hand to help, "There is no need to be polite."

"I know why I was poisoned." The concubine's expression froze, "When I drank that cup of calming tea, I felt something was wrong. Although I don't know internal energy, I grew up in the mountains when I was young, and I am very sensitive to the smell of herbs. It's a pity that the poison is so strong that I lose consciousness before I can react, and the King of Lingyang and I have always been inseparable, so the person who poisoned me must be using me to achieve some purpose in Beiyou."

"The concubine is extremely intelligent, and I don't want to hide it, that's true." Rong Fan nodded and said, "I have captured the poisoned assassin, and according to his confession, someone wanted to coerce King Beiyou Xiao and send troops to attack Dayi. "

"It's so. King Xiao is my most valued brother. I haven't seen him for many years. I don't know how he is now." The concubine sighed heavily, "If there is a war, no matter Beiyou or Dayi, those who suffer are innocent People, it really shouldn't be, I would like to write a letter to King Xiao, advising him not to be impulsive, make a big mistake and make life miserable."

"The concubine understands righteousness deeply, I want to thank you very much." Rong Fan bowed his hands to the concubine solemnly.

"Don't dare, it's His Majesty's wisdom." The concubine returned the gift with a blessing.

"The concubine just woke up, so I won't bother you any more. I'll let the King of Lingyang accompany you here. After the imperial doctor diagnoses that you're all well, I'll send you back to the palace." Rong Fan said.

Rong Yi cupped his fists at Rong Fan: "Thank you Your Majesty, I owe you a favor."

"Disrespectful." The concubine patted Rong Yi on the back, "Respectfully send it off to Your Majesty."

"Twife, please go back and have a good rest." Rong Fan left the main hall, bid farewell to the concubine, got into the sedan chair and thought about it, Bixiao Palace and Lanxin Pavilion were in different directions, so he ordered, "Go to Lanxin Pavilion first, and then Go back to Bixiao Palace."

Fu Qiufeng followed Rong Fan all the way, thinking that Rong Fan doesn't live in Lanxin Pavilion today, he felt a little puzzled when he relaxed, in the past Rong Fan would rather stay on the chair in the main hall than go back to Bixiao Palace, why is he active now? stand up.

He really couldn't bear his curiosity, so he tried his best to pretend to be nonchalant and asked: "Isn't Your Majesty living in Lanxin Pavilion? It's getting late, Your Majesty has been busy all day, why don't you take a rest nearby."

Rong Fan glanced at him quickly, remembering that in the past, as long as Fu Qiufeng was not allowed to take off on the bed, it would be natural for Fu Qiufeng to wash and change clothes in front of him, as if he really had no ulterior motives, but now Rong Fan is very worried about his own thoughts Can you tell someone.

"I still have a few memorials." Rong Fan found an excuse to prevaricate, and as soon as he finished speaking, Feng Ji trotted over.

"Your Majesty, this servant is looking at the Empress Dowager's team ahead." Feng Ji told softly, "It seems that you are going to Bixiao Palace. You will not be in the harem all day. The Empress Dowager must be waiting impatiently and wants to see you."

Rong Fan lowered his face impatiently, he didn't want to bump into the queen mother and disturb his finally calm emotions.

"Forget it, I'm staying in Lanxin Pavilion tonight, you go to Bixiao Palace and tell the Queen Mother that I'm not in the harem." Rong Fan waved his hand and ordered.

Fu Qiufeng guessed: "I'm afraid the Empress Dowager came to see you because of the matter of King Yi, so you can't just keep saying you're not here."

"Then we'll talk about it later." Rong Fan folded his arms against the car, "Give her a statement when the case is announced in the capital."

The sedan chair stopped at Lanxin Pavilion, Fu Qiufeng wanted to push the door, but thinking of Lin Zheng, he suggested, "Your Majesty, why don't you go to Zhuyun Pavilion?"

Rong Fan yawned, and thought lazily for a moment: "It's okay, I haven't seen Lin Ying suffer such a big loss."

"Don't be angry with him anymore." Fu Qiufeng couldn't help smiling.

"My revenge is not as good as if he teased me." Rong Fan snorted, "If you are facing him like this, ask him if he would accept you as his apprentice."

"I'm here for you." Fu Qiufeng said solemnly, "Your imperial pharmacist is concerned with your face."

Rong Fan couldn't refute it, it was a real matter of face.

It is not far from Zhuyun Pavilion to Lanxin Pavilion. Walking there is just like taking a walk. Tonight, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the breeze is gentle. Even if the chaotic mind has been busy for a day, it will be cleared by the vague insects and the breath of early summer plants.

The two walked side by side in a bamboo forest outside the Zhuyun Pavilion. A few courtyard lamps were scattered on both sides of the wooden path, emitting a faint warm light. Fu Qiufeng was silent for a long time. Even if they didn't speak, there was nothing embarrassing about the two of them. A bamboo leaf Falling down with the wind, Fu Qiufeng turned his head several times to look at Rong Fan, grabbed the leaf and rubbed it, and finally said: "The injury of the minister has healed."

"Well, that's good." Rong Pin didn't react, "A deep inner strength is convenience, and I'm going to be jealous."

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng wrapped the bamboo leaf around his index finger and touched his nose.

Rong Fan caught a glimpse of his awkward little movements, and said puzzledly: "Say what you have to say, what are you hesitating for? Do you want me to give you a gold medal to avoid death?"

Fu Qiufeng sneered, feeling that he was too nervous, took a deep breath and decided: "I think that since your majesty trusts me so much, it's time for me to tell you what you want to know the most - my background."

Rong Fan was startled, he was so busy dealing with Gong Ziyu Qian Xianggui and others these days, he even forgot to urge Fu Qiufeng to confess.

"Then choosing the day is worse than bumping into the sun, how about talking now?" Rong Fan stopped in his tracks.

Fu Qiufeng choked, just as he was mentally prepared, he didn't expect Rong Fan to ask on the spot, and couldn't help but start to retreat again.

Rong Fan looked around and jokingly said: "Why, Ai Qing thinks the atmosphere is not enough?"

"But... maybe it is." Fu Qiufeng's eyes fluttered, "It's a long story, it's late today, so let's find time tomorrow and talk about it formally."

"You are so secretive, it arouses my curiosity even more." Rong Fan started to go to Zhuyun Pavilion again, "Then how about revealing some appetizers to me first?"

Fu Qiufeng pressed his temples with his fingertips, thought about it for a long time, and tentatively said: "If I say that I have passed the age of forty, do you believe it?"

Rong Fan stumbled on a tangled clump of grass stalks, staggered a step, with a strange expression on his face, hesitant to speak.

Fu Qiufeng's heart skipped a beat, and he said that Rong Fan still didn't believe it.

Rong Fan was quiet for a while, and said: "There is a precedent like Lin Ying, if you tell the truth, I have nothing to believe."

Fu Qiufeng breathed a sigh of relief immediately: "It's the truth, there is absolutely no deceit." Rong Yan raised his breath secretly, and began to recall the experiences of himself and Fu Qiufeng from the beginning of the conversation, and then said in horror: "Aiqing, Mr. Fu, You don't think I'm young, so you deliberately approached me from the very beginning, deliberately pretending to be different, pure and unpretentious, so that I can impress you, and then fall into your trap."

The corner of Fu Qiufeng's mouth twitched: "Your Majesty, you read too many stories."

Rong Fan doubted again: "Since you are so old, you really haven't married a wife and had children? If you dare to abandon your wife and son for a position of power, I will kill you."

"No, Chen Yixin only has the duty of a secret guard." Fu Qiufeng swore with three fingers up, "Senior Lin is over 70, didn't he have a family?"

Rong Fan rolled his eyes: "Compared to him, who knows how unruly he was when he was young."

"If Senior Lin is awake, I will blame you for ruining his reputation." Fu Qiufeng laughed.

Rong Fan was in a delicate mood, looked at Fu Qiufeng repeatedly, and said in a low voice: "I'm waiting for your reasonable explanation, you'd better convince me that I don't care about being tricked by a... middle-aged and promising mysterious person."

For the first time, Fu Qiufeng felt a little ashamed to tell his past age, but he should not continue to hide Rong Zhen. They arrived at the gate of Zhuyun Pavilion unknowingly. No matter if His Majesty believes it or not, I will never lie to you again."

"Forget it, even if you are really older than me, why don't you keep saying that you will follow me with your body." Rong Fan put his hand on Fu Qiufeng's shoulder, and looked at him with a smile, "Come on, use your experience and knowledge that I don't know where to admit, I He is the best person you have ever seen, who loves you the most."

Fu Qiufeng didn't recover for a while.

Rong Fan sighed in dissatisfaction, and pushed him away: "...the dragon among men, the king of ninety-five, the best emperor."

Fu Qiufeng nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, you are a good person, and you are the most worthy emperor in my heart."

"There is no cure!" Rong Fan glared at him, and took the lead in leaping over the wall and entering Zhuyun Pavilion.

The author has something to say: I have been dizzy for the past few days, and I am lying on my mobile phone code. The format may be a bit strange. I will restore the [-] words first, and I will change a chapter with a computer at night. _(:з」∠)_,