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Rong Fan's emotions are still fermenting. From the moment he woke up from the accumulated memory, the first thing he saw was Fu Qiufeng who was sleeping peacefully. All his depression and anger in the dream became irrelevant. He just wanted to hug him hard. Tightening Fu Qiufeng, telling him not to disappear from his eyes again, he felt a bit of sour annoyance, annoyed why he didn't recognize Fu Qiufeng earlier, annoyed why Fu Qiufeng didn't recognize him.

"I have a strange intuition." Rong Fan leaned on his arm and stared at Fu Qiufeng, "You also had a dream?"

"Yeah, to be precise, I found a piece of memory." Fu Qiufeng laughed, and laughed at himself, "At that time, I probably didn't die completely, and I vaguely heard your cry, and I'm a fortune teller too. "

The things in those dreams were finally engraved clearly in his mind. He remembered that he had slept by the lake, and when he woke up, those fatal internal and external injuries had healed without a trace. He got up in a daze and looked at the bright Under the bright sky, the surface of the lake was as clear as a mirror, reflecting his cold face, resolute eyebrows and eyes, and the scorching sun as usual.

He checked his clothes, and was puzzled by the blood-stained cuts on the fabric, but he couldn't think of anything, he only remembered that he solved a wanted criminal, passed by the lake on the way back to Beijing, and slept overnight temporarily .

Perhaps the blood of the enemy.

His consciousness seemed to have found a reason for himself, and he finally looked at the handkerchief, which was tightly tightened, making his entire arm numb and cold.

Maybe it's not something important,

Inexplicably, he pulled away the handkerchief, threw it on the ground, turned and left, and returned to the capital of Dayue.

"I probably got to know you again." Fu Qiufeng explained why he didn't think of Rong Ping, his tone was relaxed, hiding a little joy and teasing, "You cry very sadly, as if your New Year's money was confiscated after the New Year's Eve .”

Rong Fen's icy resentment was thrown into Fu Qiufeng's face like a pinprick. He turned over and sat up and stared at Fu Qiufeng, angrily said: "Don't remember the important things in time, but remember clearly the unimportant things. Your brain is burnt by Cuixiao incense. Is it broken? Old strong man Fu? You are really getting bolder and presumptuous!"

Fu Qiufeng was guilty of being called out by his gritted teeth, raised his hand to cover his chest and coughed weakly, half-truthfully, and said innocently: "Don't you like my minister being bold and presumptuous?"

Rong Pin's tone faltered, recalling Fu Qiufeng's patiently flushed eyes, he turned his head pretending to be indifferent and said, "As you like... I have authorized you to call me by my name, or husband."

Fu Qiufeng thought for a while, then shivered, and said with a dry smile: "Your Majesty, it's still the old habit of addressing people. Now I want to change it, but I feel uncomfortable."

Rong Fan narrowed his eyes, and glared at him angrily: "After mentioning it and then regretting it, I can't do anything to you just because you are injured!"

Fu Qiufeng said that he didn't see you normally, so he put on a straight face and turned the topic back to the right track: "Actually, I am very puzzled, why this memory will disappear for nothing."

Rong Fen snorted coldly: "I also want to say, if you could have recognized me earlier, why would I waste time and effort trying to test you out! I have already made it clear that I think you look like a person, don't you have any reaction?... Not everyone gave me my handkerchief, but you just threw it away!"

"It's all my fault!" Fu Qiufeng admitted his mistake obediently, and then changed the subject, "Your Majesty, it's not that I'm ignoring you on purpose. Don't you just now realize that we've met?"

Rong Fan was taken aback for a moment, and the complicated mood calmed down quite a bit at this moment. He frowned and said, "I thought you were dead a long time ago, and I don't know your name. You still don't let me see your face, just because I'm young. The impression I had of a pair of eyes at the time, of course I didn't guess it for a while."

"...Then why do we all remember it now?" Fu Qiufeng asked a question, glanced at Rong Fan from the corner of his eye, and found that the corner of Rong Fan's mouth seemed to be bitten, slightly red and swollen, black hair scattered on the side of the face, brows The tight lock was very unpleasant, and he couldn't help touching his lips, as if the burning heat left by licking and biting had not faded away.

Rong Fan unconsciously ran over the wound on the side of his lips with the tip of his bright red tongue, and hissed softly with his mouth open.

Fu Qiufeng's eyes suddenly dodged, swaying back and forth between Rong Pin's lips and teeth and other places. The afterglow of the setting sun was shining warmly by the window, and the light on the bed was dim and ambiguous, which reminded him unconsciously of their previous absurd indulgence. Organize a serious sentence.

"So, you mean, for some reason, you and I recalled the past by Cheyue Lake at the same time?" Seeing that he was silent, Rong Fan continued, the tip of his tongue was still sore, he had a flash of inspiration, recalling Feeling in the dream, "Could it be blood? We swallowed each other's blood and maybe there was some kind of connection because of it."

"Ah... um." Fu Qiufeng came back to his senses, and groaned to cover up his rushing associations, "Although this kind of thing itself is unreasonable, since it has happened, let's go beyond common sense and make a bold guess as much as possible."

"The power of nature is infinitely mysterious, and it really cannot be framed by so-called common sense." Rong Fan sighed deeply.

"Your Majesty, don't you always disbelieve such things?" Fu Qiufeng couldn't help teasing him, "I was going to confess at the beginning, but you were very annoyed and questioned me when I first tested you."

"Oh, you still have the face to mention it." Rong Fan raised his eyebrows, "It turns out that you were lying to me the first time. Are you a ghost or a god? Is my questioning wrong?"

"Yes yes yes, it's my fault, calm down." Fu Qiufeng reached out and touched Rong Bing's back twice, looking at him sincerely, "I will never lie to you again."

Rong Fan moved his shoulders, a little awkward, and snorted: "It's business, don't move your hands or feet."

Fu Qiufeng raised the corners of his mouth, hinting: "I'm not very tired after sleeping."

Rong Fan's eyes darkened, he lowered his head and moved closer, the shadows fell, and Fu Qiufeng instantly regretted his quick talk just now.

"Hmph, you dare to provoke me without counting." Rong Fan took a deep breath, patted him on the chest lightly, and said in the middle of Fu Qiufeng's cold nodding, "I have never been arrogant enough to think that I can dominate Everything, if there is something that I can't understand, then I will find a way to understand it, this is me."

"I know." Fu Qiufeng said softly, "You have never been a self-willed person."

Rong Fan pursed her lips and chuckled lightly: "I jumped into the lake, the lake water was like the wind in a tunnel, pushing me to an unknown direction, that period of time was very short, but also very long, when I realized it, I had already gone smoothly. I climbed up from the shore and returned to the familiar palace, I looked at the lake and thought, I really hope that a miracle will happen so that I can see you again."

"It is indeed a miracle that I came to Dayi." Fu Qiufeng sighed after hearing the words, but just as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt blessed and wondered, "...No, it may be because of your wish that I have the chance to survive .”

Rong Fan couldn't believe it: "That's just my delusional thinking, how could I have such supernatural powers."

"At the edge of Cheyue Lake, when I thought I was going to die, I made a wish." Fu Qiufeng frowned and said, "It should be a wish. I hope you can protect yourself."

Rong Fan hesitated to speak several times, and tapped his fingers on his legs. After a long while, he said in a complicated way: "It was only after I left the lake that I realized that I could see the numbers on the top of other people's heads. You are also the one who gained the ability to detect potential enemies."

"But if that's the case, that lake has the... magic power to make one wish come true." Fu Qiufeng tried to seriously use the words of myths and legends to guess and explain, "Aren't I and you a match made in heaven? You are a threat."

After he finished speaking, he felt that the word "made in heaven" was absurd and funny, which made people laugh. He touched his nose and carefully glanced at Rong Fan, but Rong Fan suddenly grabbed his wrist.

"I don't care how the lake thinks it's a threat for me, but I only know that I can't give up on you, and I will never hurt you again." Rong Fan slowly tightened his strength in a deep voice, pressing Fu Qiufeng's wrist on top of his head , with a fiery determination in his eyes, "Promise me, no matter whether the sea is dead or the stars are changing, you will not leave me. If you are my death, then I will be destroyed together with the entire Dayi Dynasty."

Fu Qiufeng's heart trembled, he couldn't avoid Rong Finru's serious gaze, he seemed to be imprisoned in Rong Fin's obsession, but he decided freely and willingly, the thumping voice in his chest and Rong Fin's pressing question were repeated in his mind, He moved the corner of his mouth, and slowly wrapped his other hand around Rong Fan's shoulder, showing a reassuring smile.

"I obey the order." Fu Qiufeng put his hands on Rong Fan's shoulders to prop up his upper body, tilted his head and quickly kissed the wound on the corner of Rong Fan's lips, "I will always follow you, but the people are so innocent, you Don't swear on the peace of the world."

"Hmph." Rong Fan let go of him sullenly, "I just let you know that you are very important to me, and you want to spoil the fun."

"Well, I understand, thank you Your Majesty for your kindness." Fu Qiufeng smiled.

The two were silent for a while, each digested for a while, Fu Qiufeng wanted to get out of bed to light a lamp, and slowly sat up while supporting the quilt on the wall, when he suddenly remembered that he seemed to have missed a key clue.

"Your Majesty, you just said, what's the name of that lake?" Fu Qiufeng was thoughtful. When they mentioned the lake water it was too natural, the focus was on the power of the lake itself, and it was only now that they thought of the name of the lake.

"Cheyue Lake, why..." Rong Fan stood up and helped Fu Qiufeng get off the bed. After speaking, he also realized Fu Qiufeng's intentions, and said in astonishment, "Does your original big mountain have a lake with the same name?"

"Yes, it's in the eastern suburbs of the capital." Fu Qiufeng nodded, "It's not surprising to have the same place name by coincidence, but this name is not common, and it was chosen by the late empress of the late Emperor Dayue. Jing Xingqi changed 'Dongshi Lake' to 'Cheyue Lake', not too long ago, if the two places were at the same time, it would only be 25 years ago."

"Coincidentally, the name of Cheyue Lake in the palace is not the same as it used to be." Rong Ping said, "I also remember that about 20 years ago, it is said that an official from Taichang Temple who observed the stars at night suggested changing it."

Fu Qiufeng leaned on the bedpost and pondered for a long time: "In fact, the historical deeds that I know in Dayue are quite similar to Dayi's. According to historical records, Taizu was a knight-errant in the last years of the Liang Dynasty, when natural disasters abounded, earthquakes, floods and storms were everywhere, and the people were filled with grievances."

Rong Fan couldn't help but interrupted: "If we are talking about the same Liang Dynasty, then here, there is no great Yue after Liang, and there is no natural disaster at the end of Liang. The tyranny of corrupt officials and gentry oppression makes the people miserable. Raised troops to rebel, and after two dynasties changed, it was the former Dayan."

"The difference starts here." Fu Qiufeng said, "The common people think that the emperor of the Liang Dynasty was tyrannical and innocent and offended the gods, so there were uprising troops everywhere. The Taizu was brave and resourceful. The rebel general of the tyrant, the natural disasters and wars lasted for more than [-] years before they gradually subsided. Taizu was elected as the emperor by everyone, and the name of the country was "Yue", which meant that Dayue could stand firm in the devastated mountains and rivers and create new things for everyone. Prosperous and peaceful, since then, various places have re-given names to the built cities and changed landforms, and everything is different."

Rong Fan was a little startled, he raised his hand to touch his forehead, and felt a little sweat oozing unconsciously, which really surpassed his common sense, even he had to get used to it for a while, at this moment his eyes suddenly lit up, dark The depressive atmosphere was suddenly warmed up, Rong Pin raised his head and saw Fu Qiufeng lit the candlestick, and turned his lips towards him.

"I said everything." Fu Qiufeng spread his hands, "If my experience is known, I should be judged as a bad omen, tied up and burned to death."

Rong Fan suddenly remembered Qiu Biying's crazy words, and his face turned cold: "Whoever dares to speak against you, I will burn him to death first."

"The same history gradually became different, and then overlapped again under a certain coincidence. Is this the reason for the intersection of the two worlds?" Excuse me, let out a long breath, and said with relief, "In short, there is no rush for such mysterious and mysterious things, let's study it slowly."

Rong Fan's expression eased, and he stepped forward to pat him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, you've been by my side for so long, everyone's life is not the same, I'll let someone pass the meal first, you can eat something to fill your stomach. "

Under Rong Fan's comfort, Fu Qiufeng also temporarily put away those things that he didn't understand, and relaxed himself to eat with Rong Fan.

Cuixiaoxiang is not an ordinary drug, and it is not safe to suppress it with blood alone. Rong Fan dare not let Fu Qiufeng suffer any more, so he arranges a carriage to return to Beijing early the next morning. Agreeing, Fu Qiufeng had no choice but to back down a step, lying aggrieved in the padded carriage to recuperate.

Rong Fan never left his footsteps, and once the medicine showed signs of attack, he would feed him a mouthful of blood in time. After driving for five days, Rong Fan's blood gradually became uncontrollable, so under Fu Qiufeng's insistence, he changed to riding a horse to speed up, and finally On the evening of the seventh day, I rushed back to the capital.

Fu Qiufeng felt emotional and helpless for Rong Fan's behavior of only feeding him blood and refusing to have any more intimacy along the way. Now that he has passed the stage of being moved by Rong Fan's respect and restraint, he just wants to say that Rong Fan is dignified An emperor is more staid and upright than those young heroes in the Jianghu who claim to be pure and clean.

He returned to Lanxin Pavilion after a long absence, and seeing Xiao Yuanzi and the familiar arrangement, he seemed to feel relaxed and slack at home, and fell lazily on the bed, closing his eyes and just wanting to sleep peacefully.

Rong Fan ordered Xiao Yuanzi to invite Lin Ying, and he sat on the edge of the bed and watched. Fu Qiufeng lay down for a while, opened his eyes agitatedly, and looked at Rong Fan apologetically: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid I have to trouble you one last time."

"Lin Ying will be here soon, why don't you bear with it." Rong Fan glanced at his left index finger, with several small wounds juxtaposed with old and new, "My blood is always poisonous to you, if you can use it, try not to use it." use."

The corner of Fu Qiufeng's mouth twitched, and he said awkwardly: "I don't want to lose my composure in front of Senior Lin."

Rong Fan's eyelids also twitched: "...that's true, but Lin Ying probably wouldn't laugh at you."

Fu Qiufeng said in his heart that he was afraid that Lin Ye would come up with something to play tricks on Rong Fen, he had already skillfully clasped Rong Fen's wrist and used the tip of his tongue to roll away the blood on his fingers, his Adam's apple moved twice, and a cool feeling came from his throat It poured into his stomach, barely suppressing his desire, and he turned his eyes to Rong Fan again.

Rong Fan pinched his fingertips again, but the wound he had cut in the afternoon had almost healed, and there was no more blood to be squeezed out except for the stinging pain. He was about to make another cut, but Fu Qiufeng pulled his finger, lowered his eyes seriously He put it in his mouth and licked the wound twice.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to cut it anymore." Fu Qiufeng wiped his fingers with his cuff, then stared at Rong Fan's lips, "I feel very uncomfortable looking at it."

"But don't you think biting your tongue hurts more? It also affects my drinking." Rong Fan frowned and compared, still worried that this drop of blood was not enough, "Anyway, I drank it all, so it's better to do it all at once."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Sometimes Fu Qiufeng really wondered who was more slow, he or Rong Fan, he didn't want to explain any more, his face flushed slightly, he pulled Rong Fan over and kissed her according to the desire in his heart.

When Lin Ying came over with the medicine box, he only felt that the atmosphere in the whole room was subtle and weird, as if there was an invisible force trying to push outsiders out of the increasingly narrow and heated space, and then closed the door tightly.

Fu Qiufeng leaned on the head of the bed with his knees bent, resting his chin with one hand, covering his mouth intentionally or unintentionally, staring at the bedsheets in serious thought, while Rong Jing sat by the table, propped his forehead, looked sideways at Fu Qiufeng repeatedly, holding a cup of tea with a guilty conscience look.

Lin Ying went forward bravely in this atmosphere, put the medicine box away, and said with a smile: "I have received the news, I have been hit by aphrodisiacs, right? A shallow poisonous weed like Cuixiaohua is not to be feared, but the old man quickly left Zhuyun Pavilion prepared the medicinal materials here, how about a quarter of an hour? Young man, it’s a bit quick, how about treating them together?”

Rong Fan took a sip of tea, raised his sleeve to cover his face and said angrily, "I want you to detoxify! If I have done everything, do you still need to cure it?"

Fu Qiufeng regretted that he didn't hold back to kiss Rong Fen just now, and was bitten by Rong Fen's domineering counterattack, which can be regarded as repaying the injury of the posthouse at that time, but just after he finished saying that he didn't want to lose his composure in front of Lin Ying, he was caught Forcing to see a doctor with this embarrassing wound is really self-inflicted.

"Senior Lin, it seems that your injury is no longer a problem, congratulations." Fu Qiufeng put down his hands that were trying to cover up, and clasped his fists at Lin Ying, "Thank you."

"It's not that simple. The old man was almost stabbed to death. It's good to be able to stand up now." Lin Ying pointed to the side of the bed, asked Rong Yan to move him a chair, sat down and said quietly, "Fu Xiaoyou is still sensible, Knowing to greet the old man, unlike His Majesty the Emperor, he will order the old man to detoxify and see a doctor."

"I have news that the Frost Blade Terrace has been sent to the post house every day. I don't need to ask you to know how your old health is." Rong Fan sighed, "You are as blessed as the East China Sea and Shoubi Nanshan. I trust you, so let's help Mr. Fu detoxify quickly. .”

"Tsk." Lin Zheng shook his head and gave Fu Qiufeng his pulse, "The antidote is not difficult. To be honest, it's fortunate that you didn't do anything with real swords and guns. Cuixiaohua has a characteristic. Once the victim has sex with others, The toxicity will become deeper and deeper, until you can't control yourself, completely reduced to the puppet of poison, and finally fall into lethargy, becoming a hotbed for the growth of emerald green flowers."

Rong Fan leaned on his forehead and turned his face, Fu Qiufeng coughed dryly, remembering what he saw in Jietian Tower, he couldn't help but feel scared for a while: "It's so insidious, I saw many green flowers growing on the chest in the mansion of the Li State Master. I'm afraid that's why many men and women fell into it...Senior, since it's so dangerous, why didn't you write to remind me and Your Majesty."

"I don't know him yet? If you are a girl, if you don't carry a big sedan chair and hold a celebration to marry your Mingmei home, he will not dare to touch you." Lin Ying sneered, "Besides the time on the road, it will be poisoned No matter how deep it is, I can save it.”

Fu Qiufeng couldn't help raising his eyes to look at Rong Fan, who had already turned around with his teacup in his hand and tried his best to pretend that he didn't exist.

"I heard that Wu Riyan was poisoned by me? It really came in handy to ask Shangguan girl to wear something for self-defense, but it's a pity that you didn't deal with him smoothly." Lin Ying was both happy and contradictory, and he took out the needle Juan gave Fu Qiufeng acupuncture.

"That's a national teacher of a country, martial arts aside, there are hundreds of guards around him, how can it be so smooth." Fu Qiufeng smiled helplessly, the acupuncture point on his arm was burning hot, he casually chatted to divert attention, "But he It’s enough to be very unwilling to be annoyed, and speaking of it, do you have any enmity with him?”

"As you can see, he has a good talent, and he likes to make those nasty sex drugs." Lin Ying said disdainfully, "When the old man was young, he took him in as a helper for a while, and he pestered me to accept him as a disciple. Poison me, but how can he escape the old man's eyes with his little skills, he felt that his deeds were exposed, stole a volume of martial arts secrets from the old man and fled, and later your Majesty sneaked into the National Teacher's Mansion to get it back."

Fu Qiufeng was puzzled: "Senior, if you had been vigilant, why did you have the secret book stolen?"

Lin Ying swung out a needle and hummed, "The old man couldn't remember which cabinet the secret book was in at that time."

Fu Qiufeng: "..."

Rong Fan interjected, "His house is more chaotic than the vegetable market. He can't find anything except his medicine."

"That's my own way, you don't understand." Lin Ying raised his eyebrows indifferently, and then smiled meaningfully at Fu Qiufeng, "Do you know why I dare to let Your Majesty go into that wolf's den alone?"

"Why?" Fu Qiufeng vaguely felt that the strange direction was not good.

Lin Ying finished applying the needles, looked back at the vigilant Rong Jing, coughed, covered his mouth with his hands mysteriously, and leaned over to Fu Qiufeng and whispered: "The "Five Sacred Secret Techniques" is the one practiced by Rong Jing. That forbidden technique, it is said that after getting started, there will be no passion, no matter what kind of aphrodisiac it will not work."

Fu Qiufeng was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly thought of Shangguan Yu's words with anxiety, and remembered that he didn't seem to see Rong Pin's reaction when he was in the posthouse, and his mood became more complicated. Said: "Miss Shangguan said that after practicing this secret book, women will be infertile, and men... can't be humane, but it shouldn't be so serious."

Lin Ying almost laughed out loud, holding his belly and shoulders shaking, coughing a few times and saying as seriously as possible: "After practicing, no matter whether you are a man or a woman, there will be no children."

Fu Qiufeng was stunned, unable to explain how he felt for a while, while feeling sorry for Rong Fin's sacrifice, and admiring his courage to stand at the pinnacle of power by any means, and regretted that Rong Fin could not have his own heir... Although Rong Fen did not come Fortunately, other women, even if they can give birth, they will not be able to give birth.

"Don't feel bad for him. He doesn't like children. Children are troublesome." Lin Ying waved his hands and urged Fu Qiufeng earnestly, "Although it's not as serious as it is, it's definitely not easy to be emotional. You know, if you one day Think about it and prepare to have an in-depth exchange, little friend Fu, you have to take the initiative and push him, so as to save his mother-in-law and mother's principles from seeming to have problems."

Fu Qiufeng nodded stiffly, looked at Rong Fan and hurried away, for fear of revealing his flaws, Quan took it as a doctor's order, Rong Fan finally couldn't help it, and took a few steps to grab Lin Ying by the back collar and drag him away: "What do you say? Is it enough to whisper? Do you think I am not here?"

"It hurts, hurts...don't pull it! The wound is about to burst!" Lin Zheng yelled, "How old is this old man, what kind of vinegar are you eating, and now you are still possessive, Mr. Fu who is careful to force you away, Come and cry with this old man in vain!"

Fu Qiufeng's heart softened: "Your Majesty, I will never leave without saying hello again, please don't cry."

"How many times have I told you that I didn't cry!" Rong Fan threw his fist on the bedpost angrily, "No matter what Lin Ying tells you, you don't have to believe him, he just seeks trouble for nothing!"

Lin Ying walked away happily, packed up the medicine box and went out to get the medicine: "Take one medicine from the white bottle first, then decoct this pack of herbs into three bowls of water, and then eat the medicine from the blue bottle tomorrow morning after drinking it. No problem." Fu Qiufeng probed and shouted: "By the way, senior, I wonder if His Majesty's antidote has been developed yet?"

"Don't worry, you've sent all your things back, and the old man can still miss it." Lin Ying carried the medicine box on his shoulders, "The treatment will officially start tomorrow, and I will return you a perfect Your Majesty within a month."

Fu Qiufeng's most worrying thing has been resolved, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Rong Fan brought the medicine bottle and poured him the elixir. After a moment of silence, he said: "It's almost the fifteenth of May, and in two days' time Beiyou's The mission will be able to reach the capital, and when I finish dealing with the peace negotiations and have some free time, I want to take you to the tomb of your late mother, report the marriage, and then... get married."

Fu Qiufeng understood what Rong Fan's ambiguous marriage meant, and when Rong Fan mentioned the word marriage like an ordinary person, he couldn't help but make him feel complicated, but he didn't hate it, as if they had lost the burden of the secret guard and the emperor for a short time, and could It's like enjoying a moment of warmth in a flat way.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Fu Qiufeng said with a smile, "I should also offer a stick of incense in front of my mother's tomb."

Rong Fan's heart beat slightly, and he raised the corner of his mouth jokingly: "You speak so fluently."

"That's because I have a high awareness." Fu Qiufeng raised his eyebrows.

Rong Jing rolled his eyes at him, and urged with a smile: "I see, you go to bed first, I will send someone to decoct the medicine, and I will call you when it is finished."

Fu Qiufeng took off his coat and lay back down again. The poison that flared up from time to time was gone. He closed his eyes, and the fatigue after days of exhaustion and nervousness seemed to be able to tie a person to the bed, and fell into a deep sleep almost immediately.

In the morning of the next day, after taking the antidote prepared by Lin Zheng, Fu Qiufeng adjusted his breath for a while, got out of bed refreshed, and was about to change into the long-lost Shuangrentai official uniform, when Xiaoyuanzi reminded him: "My lord, His Majesty left a message this morning, saying that your injury is still unhealed, it is better to recuperate in the Lanxin Pavilion, if you are bored, I will take a walk with you when he comes back."

Fu Qiufeng was carrying his official uniform and felt a headache: "Whether His Majesty can carry me or hug me when he comes back, why can I take a walk with him, but I can't take a walk by myself."

Xiaoyuanzi's eyes lit up, and he said with certainty: "I am worried about you when I see your majesty. You were sleeping in the morning, and your majesty watched you for a long time before leaving reluctantly. If you can't leave, your majesty will definitely carry you!"

Fu Qiufeng hesitated to speak, thinking to himself that he was actually more worried that Rong Fan would be exhausted from carrying him: "... Forget it, then I'll have dinner at Lanxin Pavilion. Is there any important event in the palace recently?"

"It's nothing serious." Xiaoyuanzi thought carefully, "I just heard that the imperial concubine is sick, and she still has contagious lung disease. She is very weak and can't see others. Your majesty said that she is going out of the palace to ask for medicine and blessings for the imperial concubine. I don't know. When Your Majesty comes back this time, will the imperial concubine get better, the empress is very kind to the young master, and she is also your reliance in the palace."

Fu Qiufeng nodded: "Where is Chaozhong?"

"My servant doesn't know what's going on in the court." Xiaoyuanzi said shamelessly, "But I heard that the sisters in the palace sometimes talked about it, and now His Majesty is purging the court, arresting many corrupt officials, and the people in the capital are talking about His Majesty's sages .”

"That's good." Fu Qiufeng was also relieved.

"What's more... Concubine Xian and Concubine Gui fell ill one after another, and I heard that another minister is urging His Majesty to accept a concubine and become a queen." Xiao Yuanzi said cautiously.

"Hurry up, if you can convince His Majesty, it will really open my eyes." Fu Qiufeng smiled without wavering, moved his shoulders and went to eat breakfast.

Rong Fan went down to court, and wasted some time in discussing matters in the political affairs hall. He tried his best to end it as soon as possible, but it still dragged on until the afternoon. Although the secret guards rushed to send urgent notes to him these days, ordinary notes still piled up a lot , he sent Feng Ji to Lanxin Pavilion, and he went back to see Fu Qiufeng with some pastries.

Fu Qiufeng was sitting on a small bench, looking at the sky idly in the shadow under the eaves. Rong Fan saw him like this at the gate of the courtyard, and it was a little funny. It seemed that Fu Qiufeng was so bored that he wanted to grow mushrooms after only letting Fu Qiufeng stay there all morning.

"Aren't you going back to lie down?" Rong Fan came over with a food box and asked with a smile.

"I've been lying down for too long and my bones are rusted." Fu Qiufeng got up helplessly, "Now I can perform a set of sword skills in one go without any effort."

"You can save yourself." Rong Fan tugged at his sleeve and went back to the house, "I brought you the brown sugar jujube cake from the imperial dining room to nourish the stomach and nourish the blood."

Fu Qiufeng couldn't help laughing: "I'm not confinement."

Rong Fan: "..."

Rong Fan glared at him and said, "Are you still letting me eat?"

"Rang, I didn't say anything just now." Fu Qiufeng poured tea for Rong Fan and said seriously, "You have shed a lot of blood for me, please go ahead."

Rong Jing curled her lips, looking at the box of delicately placed pastries, she always felt awkward. Feng Ji had just left for a short time, but now he turned back and said, "Your Majesty, this servant just met someone from the imperial hospital and said it was the Taoist priest." He fell ill again, and wanted to leave arguing, even smashed the bed, as if he knew martial arts, the imperial doctors couldn't see him, and now the guards knocked him out."

Fu Qiufeng didn't know why, so he looked at Rong Fan, who pinched a piece of jujube cake and handed it to him, stood up and waved.

"It's a Taoist priest who was rescued from the dungeon. I asked his name before, and his name is 'Responsive to Request' Qiu Bing." Rong Fan said, "Prepare the sedan chair, I'll go to the imperial hospital."

"What's the name of a charlatan?" Fu Qiufeng's first reaction was almost the same as Rong Fan's, "Is he still awake?"

Rong Fan's face gradually darkened: "If I take you there, maybe I can get something different, but no matter what he says, you don't have to care."

Fu Qiufeng frowned and pondered, guessing: "Could it be that he mentioned the minister?"

"Qing is really sharp." Rong Fan said, "When you were leaving, I went to the imperial hospital. He didn't make sense of the preface, and seemed to have his own logic. He left a sentence: 'People who do not belong to this world will eventually be The heavens and the earth lead to destruction', so the seven orifices bleed and fell into a coma."

This sentence was even more profound and ominous at this time, but Fu Qiufeng observed quietly, Rong Fan didn't have the slightest fear of him, only dissatisfaction and disdain in his bones.

So Fu Qiufeng also became firmer, and laughed loudly: "Isn't it the power in the dark that brought me to this world? If this is the arrogance that heaven and earth have given to people after they have plundered, then this minister Dare to fight against the sky."

The author has something to say: I have successfully completed the list T^T

(Wait, this is not an interstellar text!