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Fu Qiufeng habitually put his left hand on his belt and pressed the dagger pinned to his waist, and paced slowly in the courtyard in front of the Political Affairs Hall.

Through the pane, Rong Fan saw Fu Qiufeng's expression inadvertently glanced at the door when he turned around. In the calmness, there seemed to be a bit of anxiety and anticipation. It was very complicated, and it made Rong Fan even more depressed.

"Where is that dress now?" Rong Pin's voice became colder, and he walked to the window. The gray-blue sky in the evening was a bit oppressive, and the burning clouds and the afterglow of the setting sun were still resisting in the west corner. Rong Fan's face seemed to ignite that half of the ferocious face.

Feng Ji lowered his head and said, "Your maidservant, let someone present it to you."

Fu Qiufeng walked in the courtyard for a while, and when Feng Ji announced his face with a bad face, Rong Fan leaned against the window, a dark silhouette was clearly reflected on the window, Fu Qiufeng guessed that the timing was wrong, and Rong Fan had business to do He was busy, but Rong Fan suddenly opened the window, raised the corner of his mouth, and smiled at him.

Fu Qiufeng - Startled, standing still, sensitively noticed that Rong Fian's smile was forced, but changed the curvature of the corners of his mouth, and sharp inquiry, suspicion and blame were clearly written in his eyes, he didn't understand what it meant, but Rong Fen quickly turned away He turned his head away from the window.

The clothes as important physical evidence were presented to Rong Fan. After being soaked in the mud of the pond for a long time, they were wrinkled and the color was no longer bright. any damaged parts.

He shook his hands and threw the clothes back to the tray in annoyance. The servants in different positions in the palace had different styles of clothes. Of course he still remembered this clothes. He recalled the short fight with the masked assassin outside the cold palace. The snake seemed to have bitten the opponent, but the assassin pulled away quickly, and he didn't really see whether the assassin was injured or not.

If it is poisoned by snakes, then this sleeve will definitely have bite marks left behind.

"It was my carelessness." Rong Pin slammed his fist on the table heavily, the assassin never left the palace, he had been hiding in the palace all this time, lurking beside him.

When he saw the word "sign" above the masked man's head on the high wall of the cold palace, he was shocked and uneasy like never before. For the first time, he worried that he would die on the spot, even if the masked man blocked the assassin for him. — Remembering the ultimate move, it still can't make him let down his vigilance.

The maliciousness and threats reaching "nine" have already put his life in danger. It is hard for Rong Mei to imagine the billions of "trillions" he saw at the first sight when he saw Fu Qiufeng. This level of warning is to make him a It is not surprising that the king of subjugation died hundreds of times.

Why did Fu Qiufeng keep concealing the fact of his superb martial arts skills?Why is it only Fu Qiufeng who hasn't been seen many times and has a warning reminder?Now that Rong Fan thought about it, everything suddenly became clear. He couldn't help but turned his head and looked out the window. When he met Fu Qiufeng's innocent and embarrassed eyes, his spine felt a chill, as if he had really fallen into the - An invisible net.

Whether it's an enemy or a friend, and the purpose of planning, Rong Pin can't calm down and think about these things. Not long ago, he was still very happy that Fu Qiufeng took the initiative to find him, as if after falling asleep without hope, the next morning he was - A ray of warm sun wakes you up, and when you open the window, you will see the broken light of morning dew and the fragrance of flowers and plants. Only then can you sincerely feel that life is worth continuing.

But now all the scenery is covered with a layer of blurred lines, becoming distant and deliberate, Rong Fan even feels a burst of sadness and absurdity for his metaphor, wondering if he has been bound by this net for too long, It was treated as prey, and the internal organs were melted and sucked—empty, leaving only the stiff body seemingly intact.

"Your Majesty, do you know the identity of this assassin?" Feng Ji speculated in a low voice.

Rong Fan raised his hand to support his forehead, and his tone became hypocritically gentle amidst the slow ups and downs of his chest and stagnant breathing: "It's nothing, this person is already in my pocket, put away your clothes, I know more about it."

"Yes." Feng Ji took the order, "Your Majesty, Mr. Fu has been waiting for a long time. The slaves will go to Bixiao Palace first and tell the imperial dining room that there is no need to deliver meals tonight."

"Go." Rong Fan said softly, adjusted his expression, and walked to Fu Qiufeng's side as usual.

Fu Qiufeng was silent for a moment, and tentatively said: "Your Majesty, what did you do wrong?"

"You have a lot of experience, how could I find fault with you." Rong Fan took it for granted.

"I'm also a human being, so of course I can make mistakes." Fu Qiufeng took a step behind, staggered with Rong Fan, and followed behind him, "Your Majesty, please make it clear."

"Those things are not urgent, didn't you prepare a banquet for me?" Rong Fan changed the subject lightly, "This time, you will not fool me with the old-fashioned fried cucumber."

"No, the subject and the cook have learned a few dishes now." Fu Qiufeng blushed, "We can only ask His Majesty to show you favor."

"Don't worry, no matter what Aiqing's skill is, I like it." Rong Fan stared at him, smiling a little bit.

Fu Qiufeng's heart skipped a beat twice, and Rong Fan's slowly unfolding smile had a deep meaning, like a poisonous snake showing sharp teeth, I don't know if it was his illusion, but the dark scar on the side of Rong Fan's face seemed to expand a bit, and healed Hair ferocious muddy.

He breathed tight, and finally remembered what was wrong with Rong Fan. Whenever Rong Fan became suspicious, his attitude would always become so boring and weird.

They walked back to the Frost Blade Terrace quietly all the way, obviously intending to have a meal together, but the atmosphere was as dull as if a storm was coming.

Fu Qiufeng led Rong Fan to his dormitory in Shuangrentai. The round table was deliberately tidied up, with a tablecloth spread, and the bed was folded upright. The room was not big, but compared to Lanxin Pavilion, the layout was more simple than that of a hidden guard. style.

Rong Fan sat down at the table and twirled the smooth tablecloth casually: "It seems that you prefer to live on the Frost Blade Terrace."

"Actually, I can do it. After all, with my light work, even if there is an urgent matter, I won't waste much time." Fu Qiufeng hesitated, and poured a glass of wine for Rong Fan, "I will go to the kitchen to serve the dishes, please wait a moment."

Rong Fan picked up the wine glass and shook it, his irritability gained the upper hand again, he suddenly threw back his hand and poured out the wine, put the wine glass on the table for a moment, and raised his hand to support his forehead.

When Fu Qiufeng came back with a few dishes, he smelled the smell of alcohol and the damp floor in the room, and wanted to make a joke, asking why Rong Fan was so drunk before drinking, but Rong Fan's eyes were already undisguised He couldn't utter a joke that didn't distinguish between superiority and inferiority, so he could only bow his head in a polite manner: "Your Majesty, if the wine is not to your liking, I will change the pot."

"No need to change, I think it's better to be sober." Rong Fan's complexion changed, and he raised his eyes with a smile, "Don't Ai Qing think so?"

"You've been sober." Fu Qiufeng put the bowls and chopsticks away one by one, put away the tray, and stood to one side, "This is the main course of the chestnut chicken that Chen and the cook carefully consulted. Soft and sweet, I think I have made great progress, and these few vegetarian dishes, such as emerald tofu, pearl silver rolls, and spring, are all carefully prepared."

Rong Fan picked up the chopsticks and paused on every dish. Hearing Fu Qiufeng's introduction, he knew how many unfamiliar skills he had learned by force. He came to his senses, his emotions were unknowingly affected by Fu Qiufeng again, which made him almost become angry from embarrassment, he dropped his chopsticks on the rice, glanced at Fu Qiufeng: "Mr. Fu, sit down."

"I...don't dare." Fu Qiufeng secretly clenched his fingertips.

Rong Fan didn't force him this time, he picked up food and ate slowly, and poured another glass of wine for a drink.

Fu Qiufeng's mood sank every inch, and the still-warm food also cooled down in the gradually declining relationship. He began to straighten his waist, keeping his eyes fixed like a secret guard on duty, and Rong Fen's eyes flashed again and again in his vision. hands, he was at a loss as to what to do.

After Rong Jing was full of wine and food, Fu Qiufeng's posture remained unchanged, straight as a pine, he finished the last sip from the pot, snorted, leaned on the back of the chair and said: "I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not. "

Fu Qiufeng immediately raised his head to look at Rong Fan, breathed out briefly, and after a while, he pursed his lips and lowered his head to look away: "I also have something to say, today—I must say it."

"Is that you first or I first?" Rong Pin asked with one leg raised.

Fu Qiufeng gritted his teeth, Rong Pin's strangeness made him wonder if Wei Yuan had betrayed him by sending back the secret letter in advance, so he had to try his best to make it back: "Your Majesty forgive me, I will speak first."

Rong Fan was very interested, snorted coldly and stretched out his hand: "Please, since Ai Qing chooses to speak first, there is no chance to change her words. You have interrogated many prisoners, maybe I know a lot, maybe I don't know anything, You can't tell what I know, so you only have one way to confess."

Fu Qiufeng's face turned pale. He originally wanted to take the initiative in front of Rong Fan, but now it seems that he has missed the best opportunity. He finally missed it again as expected. Missing seems to have become his habit and penetrated into his bone marrow. .

"My minister deceived the emperor and committed the crime, and ten thousand deaths are inevitable." Fu Qiufeng straightened his clothes and knelt down, "The masked man His Majesty saw on the wall of the cold palace that day...is the minister."

Rong Fan's shaking hand holding the wine glass - stop, surprise in his eyes - flashed by.

He didn't expect that Fu Qiufeng would take the initiative to admit this, so he hurriedly suppressed the surprise and wavering, and said with a straight face: "Oh? I look like a male favorite? Or do you recognize me and deliberately provoke me?"

"I didn't recognize you at the time." Fu Qiufeng closed his eyes, and after the words came out, he realized that it was not difficult to be honest with Rong Fan, "What I will say next may be unimaginable, incomprehensible, indescribable, a fantasy, But I am willing to use the head of the item as a guarantee, I will never lie in the slightest, everything is true."

Rong Fan put down one leg, folded his arms, and squinted his eyes: "Speak."

Fu Qiufeng felt that he was being interrogated by Rong Fan. He had carefully considered his words these days, trying to be as concise and easy to understand as possible, true and credible, step by step, from the shallower to the deeper, in short, to persuade Rong Fan. He put his hands on his knees and spoke in a deep voice. He opened the mouth and said, "I'm not from Dayi, but from another place where the customs are very similar to Dayi."

Rong Pin dryly said: "Then go to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and ask for scriptures?"

The corner of Fu Qiufeng's mouth twitched: "Your Majesty, isn't your head worth listening to?"

"Go on, I'll give you time." Rong Fan stopped talking and stared at Fu Qiufeng quietly.

"I once told you about those plausible pasts, which are all my real experiences." Fu Qiufeng mentioned the past again, and he couldn't help but sigh, "Fu Qiufeng, Qiushui Hanfeng, is my real name. I was born in a family of swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, but My parents never told me that they started their business by killing and looting... When I was 12 years old, I personally rescued my playmates and brother-like friends who set fire to the mansion and slaughtered all the survivors of the Fu family , only I escaped-robbery."

Rong Fen gradually restrained his smile, his rationality made him not believe it easily, but thinking of Fu Qiufeng's inadvertent feelings, he didn't want to doubt the authenticity of this tragedy.

"I vowed to avenge this blood feud. Since then, I have been living in the rivers and lakes. I used all means to earn money and learn from teachers. I searched for the whereabouts of my enemy. Finally, I found him and killed him for revenge as I wished. But he had no regrets before he died. , and even slander my parents, I can’t stand it, I found out through my own investigation that it’s not slander.” Fu Qiufeng raised his hand to cover his face, his palm slowly slid down, and sighed, “They are my parents, and they are also heinous sinner."

"This is the reason why you chose to become a secret guard?" Rong Fan asked instinctively, and then frowned, feeling that his agreement was very dangerous.

"I don't have a choice at all." Fu Qiufeng smiled bleakly, "I am a useless person who has been seriously injured and deeply hit, and has lived through the ups and downs of his entire life at the age of 15. There is no choice. Someone gave me the opportunity to live." motive, I will abide by it, that's all."

"Who?" Rong Fan was full of displeasure, but still secretly sighed and sympathized.

"The person who taught me martial arts and gave me information." Fu Qiufeng said sadly, "Wei Si, the emperor of the Dayue Dynasty, has already figured out my details, knew how I would fail miserably, lose everything, and eventually become his. Sword, I don’t know if I didn’t see it clearly at the beginning, or I gave up struggling and didn’t want to—wrong again, I entered the palace as a hidden guard, survived the training of the nine-death-life, and entered the dark cabinet. I have never seen it in 30 years. Take it easy."

Even though he didn't study history books like a literati, Rong Fan was sure that he had never heard of the Great Yue Dynasty. He asked a few questions, such as the date of the founding of the country, the battle of the generals, and Fu Qiufeng answered them fluently. Almost everyone believes that there is such a real Fangwai Tiandi, but just like Dayi, he cannot escape the struggle for power and profit, and there is no Fangwai Tiandi in Fangwaitiandi.

"30 years..." Rong Fan felt a burst of bitterness. He has only lived for [-] years, and he has only known Fu Qiufeng for more than a month. Why is he so hot-headed and delusional about his own weight, "So, Ai Qing is How come you bravely come to this small country like mine?"

"After the death of Wei Si, the crown prince ascended the throne as the new emperor, and rewarded all officials with amnesty." Fu Qiufeng's voice trembled slightly, "Half of the courtiers wrote letters to join me, and the first reward I got as an old minister was a glass of poisoned wine, which is not injustice." " He took a deep breath and continued: "I thought I was bound to die, but—opening my eyes, I arrived at Lanxin Pavilion together with the—book—confiscated by my subordinates. Zhang Cai called me Mr. Fu, so I can I got a glimpse of Fu Qiufeng's own memory, and that book is "The Secret History of the Golden Luan". Gong Ziyu and His Royal Highness have the second volume, and what I brought is the first volume. I began to want to go far away, but when I saw His Majesty After that, I changed my mind."

Rong Fan twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling disappointed, he no longer cared about the myths in "The Secret History of Jinluan" that the soul came out of the body and reincarnated, all he heard was Fu Qiufeng's so-called prince and former emperor, and his sympathy for Fu Qiufeng was poked out from the bottom of his heart The sharp thorns were scattered, the pain and unwillingness made him desperately want to point the thorns at Fu Qiufeng again, wanting him to bleed too.

He impatiently said meanly: "I remember that when you were blind, you spent all your heart and soul in your dreams in Lanxin Pavilion. It's ridiculous that I was moved by your dreams. It turns out that you never forget your old master, and there are two , selfless and without regrets."

"That's not what I mean!" Fu Qiufeng said anxiously, he moved two steps on the ground helplessly, and approached Rong Fan, "They are just my masters to me, I do obey orders, and what I do is also the responsibility of a hidden guard Only you...have a different meaning to me, you let me re-examine myself, and I can choose my own life."

"How can I trust you? Do you really know yourself? When you followed the emperor of the Dayue Dynasty, you also felt that this was your only master. He used you, so why didn't you use him to survive? Use the new emperor to satisfy your foolish loyalty." Rong Fan stood up, kicked away the chair, and didn't want to look at Fu Qiufeng who was kneeling beside him, "It seems that I am a wishful person. I am still alive, so of course I am not as good as you The late Emperor Jiabeng who was so kind to you, and the resolute prince who will never be seen again...Damn the prince, I am really at odds with the prince."

Fu Qiufeng was like being splashed with a basin of ice water on March [-]th in the cold winter, and every inch of his joints shivered. He sat down and murmured: "If I don't know myself now, then I won't go to Pingxia Town, and I won't go to Pingxia Town." I won't prepare this dinner, let alone have a showdown with you, it's up to you to decide whether to believe it or not."

Rong Fen turned his head, blinked frequently, his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of anger, self-deprecation, heartache, and hidden sadness. He didn't want Fu Qiufeng to see his emotions fluctuate so much, and he stretched out his hand behind him, pretending to be unsympathetic Said: "Hand over your token."

Fu Qiufeng was stunned, and grabbed his cuff, unbelievable: "Your Majesty! Can't I prove my loyalty to Shuangrentai and you?"

"Do you know? I believe in your origin." Rong Fan didn't look back, unmoved, "Let me tell you something, ever since I was pushed into a pond and nearly drowned when I was a child, I have gained an ability to say Whether it is a gift from God or a joke, I can see some numbers on top of other people's heads. Although there is only one chance for each person, it doesn't matter when I see it. If there is a 'one' on the top of this person's head, it means He is currently harmless to me, if it is 'Jiu', then I may die in his hands."

Fu Qiufeng let go of Rong Fan, and slowly widened his eyes. After a moment of inconceivability, he felt at ease. Rong Fan has this kind of ability similar to his. Even if he is not around, he can at least be vigilant and protect himself.

"So... what's the number you saw?" Fu Qiufeng asked.

"Sign." Rong Fan smiled shortly, mixed with absurdity as if he had been teased by fate, "The first time I saw you, under the palace wall and the moon, how much did I pay to sit in this position? If you think like this, the more you want to retreat... I am not as firm and fearless as you see, I am still at a loss, I don't know how to deal with you, if it was - a month ago - I would kill you forever."

"Your Majesty." With trembling fingers, Fu Qiufeng silently took out the token and put it in Rong Fan's hand.

Rong Fan didn't have the heart to discern the myriad twists and turns hidden in this sentence of His Majesty, he put the token in his arms, and sighed softly: "It was you who won, I really got too deep, I was wrapped in a silk net Butterfly, there is only a pair of gorgeous wings in front of you... Is I your favorite prey?"

Fu Qiufeng stared at the back of Rong Fan leaving, he couldn't agree with Rong Fan's words, he grabbed the tablecloth to support the table and stood up, knocked off a few cups and plates, suddenly thought amidst the clanging sound, if he let go now Rong Fan walked out of this room, that must be the most hopeless of all wrong choices.

Rong Fan awakened his feelings, and he couldn't let Rong Fan take it away again.

"Your Majesty." Fu Qiufeng called out to Rong Fan in a deep voice, "I still have something to tell. After I came to Lanxin Pavilion, I also got a similar ability to yours. I can see the numbers on other people's heads, but it just represents Knowing what kind of danger this person is going to encounter, I can see it more than once. At first, I rushed to the fire scene to rescue you, that is, I saw the 'sign' above your head. When I was in Yiwang Mansion, the warning of the 'sign' has been weakened. When you reach 'Qian', I believe that your future will be smooth and smooth, your ambitions will be fulfilled, and the mountains and rivers will be peaceful."

Rong Fan stopped in his tracks, resisting the desire to turn around: "So what? You want to say that you pose no threat to me?"

"No." Fu Qiufeng's voice softened, "What I really haven't explained is that it's me... As Fu Qiufeng, a person who can't suppress his emotions and desires forever, I deserve to die, and I'm extremely fortunate... I like you, Delusion is always entitled to stand by your side."

Rong Fen trembled all over, all regrets, annoyances, disappointments and hopelessness were twisted together by a sentence of love, kneaded into an unknown sourness, shaking his prevailing reason.

Fu Qiufeng plucked up the courage to take a step, then quickly chased to the door and grabbed Rong Fan's arm.

"You..." Rong Fan was forced to turn around, and looked at Fu Qiufeng, who looked like a strong man who was dying, in amazement, speechless, but tender feelings were growing wildly.

Fu Qiufeng held down Rong Fan's shoulder and approached him one step closer, he was too close, but he was lonely and brave at the time, not thinking about what to do next, Rong Fan had no choice but to back up, and slammed into the door with a bang, This woke him up.

"Let go." Rong Fan finally grabbed Fu Qiufeng's wrist with his backhand, but Fu Qiufeng was too forceful, and he couldn't break it apart, "Do you want to rebel?"

"I don't care about the number of capital offenses." Fu Qiufeng looked at Rong Bing intently. The Danfeng eyes that were close at hand seemed restrained and at a loss under the long eyelashes. It was the first time he saw Rong Bing who was always at ease showing such embarrassment. The eyes, even the scars are subtly added as if they are still holding a pipa and half covering their faces.

Rong Fan felt Fu Qiufeng's eyes move slightly to the left, he subconsciously covered his injured side face, and was about to get angry when Fu Qiufeng turned his head slightly unexpectedly, his breath stagnated, and he froze on the spot, Fu Qiufeng couldn't move anymore As he got closer, his gentle lips were bold and direct, his half-closed eyelids stared straight at the ground, Rong Fan held his breath for a while, and Fu Qiufeng didn't make any further moves.

Fu Qiufeng's right hand tightly clutched Rong Fan's clothes, his mind was almost blank, and the experience he had accumulated from various tasks had all vanished into thin air. Rong Fan's lips were soft, but they were also cold. This strange contrast made his heart ache. Jumping wildly, he couldn't think of anything except that he actually forcibly kissed the current emperor on his own initiative.

"... Fu Qiufeng, do you know what you're doing?" Rong Fan tried his best to turn his head away from the kiss, and his tone gradually became low.

"If this can prove my heart and loyalty, I am willing." Fu Qiufeng took the initiative to wrap his arms around Rong Pin's shoulders, and after calmly speaking, his red ears could no longer hide his thoughts.

Rong Fen suddenly bent down - picked up Fu Qiufeng's knees and picked him up, walked a few steps to the edge of the bed and fell into the bed, frowned, gritted his teeth and sneered - leaned forward and blocked Fu Qiufeng's mouth again .

Fu Qiufeng recalled in a daze the first time when Rong Fen threatened him to go to bed, he resisted very much in his heart, and Rong Fen was probably unwilling, and almost let the ink fountain go to waste—returning the venom, but now Rong Fen was lifting his knee to press down on his leg, He only had the decadent thought of "it would be nice if this would give you a chance to stay by Rong Pin's side." He didn't resist, but he didn't feel much joy either.

Rong Fan's left hand rested on the back of his head, his eyes were rarely full of unbridled and flamboyant aggression, the cool tip of his tongue pried open the teeth, and the slight smell of alcohol entered the mouth along his lips and teeth, it seemed that it made people more drunk without knowing it, Fu Qiufeng lifted Pulling off the bed curtain with his hands, he grabbed Rong Pin's shoulders and tried to untie his clothes.

Rong Fan has a kind of pleasure to vent his emotions, maybe a man's nature is to conquer, he likes to see Fu Qiufeng lying on the bed submissively, but he feels something is wrong, he should be more sober.

Fu Qiufeng's hand touched Rong Fan's collar, but he blocked it suddenly. Rong Fan raised his head and took a breath, turned his eyes away, got up and stood by the bed and hung back the curtain.

"Your Majesty?" Fu Qiufeng sat up, puzzled, "You... Could it be..."

Rong Fan didn't give him any room to continue to think wildly, raised his index finger and rubbed the corner of his mouth, and said helplessly: "If you like me, then this kind of thing should not be a bargaining chip, it shouldn't be your way of proof, compensation for guilt, whatever The obedience I give and take, I hope you are completely voluntary, just because you like me, there is no other reason."

Fu Qiufeng hesitated to speak, and the belated blush finally stained his cheeks. He shook his head and said in a complicated way: "...It is my superficial behavior that insults your noble character."

"I'm not very noble." Rong Pin leaned over and put his index finger against Fu Qiufeng's lips, "I don't want to push the boat along because of anger and fear, if I like you too, then I will regret hurting the one I love in this way , I respect you as well as myself, let us calm down with each other."

Fu Qiufeng didn't stop Rong Fan this time, Rong Fan walked to the door, was silent for a long time, then raised his head and said: "I don't know if I can bet my life and the country, but the word 'if' in that sentence just now, remove it It doesn't matter."

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