I became the leopard cub of the paranoid emperor

Chu Yuzhao suddenly asked: "Apart from what you just said, does that monk have any other characteristics?"

Hong Si knew that he was trying to delay time and distract Guo Fu, so he quietly moved forward half a step.

Unexpectedly, Guo Fu was stunned, and replied hesitantly: "When he was talking to me and turned his head, I saw that the color of the skin behind his ears was different from that of his face."

"Different?" Chu Yuzhao asked sharply.

"His face is sallow and sallow, but the patch of skin behind the ear isn't—"

Guo Fu suddenly stopped talking, and stared at the midair with a strange expression, but at this moment Chu Yuzhao felt a gust of wind blowing behind him, with the sound of shaking through the air.

Those near-death experiences made him instinctively turn his body to the side, and at the same time draw his sword to block, only to hear the crisp sound of metal and iron clashing, and an arrow suddenly plunged into the ground beside him, and the tail was still shaking slowly.

At the same time, an arrow flew soundlessly from another direction, and when Chu Yuzhao and Hong Si found out, the arrow was already heading straight for Luo Bai, the jet-black arrow shining with a cold metallic light.

At this time, Guo Fu still held Luo Bai in front of his chest, with the momentum of the arrow, it was bound to pierce through Luo Bai and stab them both.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yuzhao flew forward holding the knife, trying to intercept the arrow in the air, but his blade was just a little bit short, the arrow body brushed against the bright blade, and flew with a piercing scream. To Luo Bai.

Luo Bai also saw the arrow, and was so frightened that he was ready to turn into a leopard immediately.

Although Guo Fu held the blade against his neck, he was never afraid of the old eunuch sitting on the steps carving wood, nor did he feel that he would really hurt himself.

But the flying arrows are different. If they are hit, they will become dead leopards, just like those dead wild boars shot by hunters.

If he turned into a leopard, he could slap the arrow away with one palm. Although he would be exposed to his brother, he could still tell which one was more important than revealing his identity or his life.

But just when he was about to turn into a leopard, Guo Fu, who had been strangling his neck, suddenly let go and pushed him aside.

Caught off guard, Luo Bai was pushed and staggered two steps to the side, then was pulled into a hard embrace, took a few steps into the air and fell to the side, at the same time he heard the muffled sound of a sharp object penetrating into his flesh and blood.

Chu Yuzhao hugged Luo Bai and jumped up. After landing, he looked at the wound on his neck, and found that it was only a very shallow red mark, and did not continue to bleed, so he let go immediately.

As soon as Luo Bai stood firm, he turned his head and saw that there was already an arrow on Guo Fu's chest, and the sharp arrow was protruding from his vest.

"Guo Fu!" Concubine Cao screamed, and hurried over, Hong Si also rushed forward, supported Guo Fu, and let him lean on her arms.

"There are assassins! Escorts! There are assassins!"

The guards from outside rushed in and saw the scene in the courtyard. Some immediately surrounded the courtyard, and some jumped onto the treetops and branches to track down the archery assassin.

Big balls of black blood poured out of Guo Fu's mouth, Luo Bai leaned over, anxiously trying to pull out the arrow in his chest, but Hong Si blocked him, and shook his head to indicate no.

Guo Fu's somewhat distracted eyes fell on Luo Bai, and he squeezed out a smile on his wrinkled face: "Master, old slave... this old slave also likes... likes your... your... your... Sang... mulberry……"

"I know, when you recover from your injury, I'll pick it up for you to eat." Luo Bai whispered.

In his heart, he suspected that Guo Fu's injury would not heal, but it was rare for him to lie.

Guo Fu's eyes were blank, he turned towards the crying Concubine Cao, struggled and said, "Madam, this old slave... this old slave is going to serve... the third prince, you, you cherish..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, a large stream of blood gushed out of his mouth again, and the light in his cloudy eyes finally completely disappeared.

Hong Si breathed out his breath, raised his head and said softly, "Your Majesty, he is dead."

Chu Yuzhao didn't say anything else, put the Fengxue knife back into its sheath, and strode out of the yard.

Luo Bai watched the little maid go to help Concubine Cao, and the imperial guard quickly covered the blessing with a sheet, and then chased after Chu Yuzhao.

Chu Yuzhao's footsteps were fast, and the guards were worried that there would be assassins, so they surrounded him tightly.There were running footsteps and the sound of passwords in all directions, and the lights of all palaces were lit up one after another. It was the imperial forest army starting to hunt for assassins throughout the palace.

Luo Bai trotted all the way behind, watching Chu Yuzhao's back in the crowd, only felt that although his back was still straight, but his appearance made people feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

Chu Yuzhao went back to the Imperial Study Room of Qiande Palace, and Luo Bai followed logically, and when Eunuch Cheng turned away the others, he stood there as if he didn't hear them, and managed to stay in the house.

"Chengshou, ask Bu Qingfeng to come to my study."

Eunuch Cheng replied: "When the old slave left the Ningcui Palace, someone had already summoned him."

There was a sound of armor, and Commander Chen of the Imperial Forest Army entered the imperial study room. He saluted and said, "Your Majesty, there are two assassins. They stabbed with bows and arrows on the east and west sides of Ningcui Palace. When they were caught, they took poison and committed suicide."

"How did they enter the palace?" Chu Yuzhao asked.

The imperial palace is heavily guarded, and it is a great dereliction of duty of the Imperial Forest Army for assassins to sneak into the palace.

Commander Chen plopped down on his knees, cold sweat already oozing from his forehead: "Your Majesty, calm down, those two assassins did not sneak in from outside the palace, but an eunuch and a court lady."

"Eunuch maid!" Eunuch Cheng blurted out, his volume raised several degrees, "Which palace is it from?"

At this time, no one noticed Eunuch Cheng's arrogance, Commander Chen replied: "It's not from any palace, it's a low-level maid from the Laundry Bureau and a cleaning eunuch for foreign affairs, their backgrounds and identities are very clean, and there is no clue. "

Chu Yuzhao sat behind the desk and didn't make a sound. Instead, he picked up the Langhao pen on the desk and started to practice calligraphy. He only said lightly: "I know, let's go down."

Commander Chen stepped back in response, and Bu Qingfeng also arrived at this time, standing in the room under the guidance of a young eunuch, and saluted Chu Yuzhao respectfully.

Eunuch Cheng still had something to do to deal with the aftermath, he nodded with Bu Qingfeng and went out, only Luo Bai, Hong Si and Bu Qingfeng were standing in the room.

Chu Yuzhao put the wooden pony on the desk, and said, "Bu Qingfeng, I have already found that item, take it and have a look."

Bu Qingfeng didn't say much, he took a few steps forward and took the pony in his hand, then stepped back and looked at it carefully.

"Your Majesty, I can sense that there is indeed a living soul imprisoned in this wooden horse."

Chu Yuzhao's pen tip paused, and his voice changed slightly: "Then how can you release him?"

Bu Qingfeng thought for a while, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, this living soul was cast a spell a few days ago and was severely injured. Now it is in chaos, and we need to wait for the poor monk to raise him well for a while."

"How do you raise it? What do you need? Just tell me."

Bu Qingfeng frowned and muttered: "If you want to raise your soul, you don't really need anything. All you need is a sealed empty room, and the yellow paper, scale stone, agate, cinnabar, gold, etc. used for casting spells."

As soon as he finished saying this, he caught a glimpse of Hong Si who was beside him looking at him coldly, and at the same time the long sword in his arms was unsheathed a little bit, revealing a sharp edge.

"By the way, agate and gold are not necessary for casting spells and nourishing the soul. They can be removed." He immediately changed his words.

Hong Si's long sword was slowly withdrawn again.

Chu Yuzhao responded one by one, and called a few imperial guards to escort him to the west hall, and arranged several teams of imperial guards to guard him. During this time, no mistakes could be made.

After Bu Qingfeng took the wooden pony and left, Hong Si took two steps forward and said, "Your Majesty, I actually thought that the arrow that was shot at His Majesty just now was to distract you and me. After all, His Majesty's skill Well, the minister is also by his side, the assassin knows that this arrow will definitely miss. His goal is the second arrow, and the goal is not Mr. Luo, but the blessing."

Chu Yuzhao was silent for a moment, but asked another question: "Is there any clue about that Wuzhuo monk?"

Hong Sidao: "My subordinates have rubbed several copies of Wang Zixiang's portrait of the Wuzhuo monk and posted them in various cities. No one has provided any useful clues yet."

Chu Yuzhao asked indifferently: "Is there really such a monk in the world?"

Hong Si was taken aback, but he understood in an instant: "Your Majesty, did he disguise himself? Didn't he show his true colors?"

"Otherwise, how could it be as if the world has evaporated without leaving even a trace of clues?"

Red Four was silent.

Chu Yuzhao lowered his head and continued to write, and said without raising his head after finishing a line: "Come here to serve the pen and ink."

Seeing that Eunuch Cheng wasn't there, Hong Si was about to step forward, when the figures around him flickered, Luo Bai rushed out faster than him: "It's me that I called, let me come, let me come."

Luo Bai rushed to the desk, imitating Yuan Fu's usual steps of grinding ink for himself, first rolled up his sleeves, then picked up the small silver pot and poured some water into the inkstone, and slowly turned around with the grinding stick.

Chu Yuzhao tilted his head slightly, and dipped the tip of the pen into the inkstone to get the ink. Luo Bai immediately smiled at him, showing two dimples on his cheeks.

Chu Yuzhao turned his head and lowered his eyes to write, and said in an unhurried manner: "Guo Fu said that the skin color behind the monk's ears was different from that of his face. The Wuzhuo monk who arrived should be the same person. Since you didn’t want to reveal the characteristics of the traveling monk, and used the chess pieces buried in the palace, who do you think did it?”

Hong Si shuddered, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, this is Changchun Gong Leng—whose handwriting?"

Chu Yuzhao turned his pen sharply, and said ambiguously: "Maybe, maybe not."

When the last stroke was made, Chu Yuzhao put down the pen, and the four words of Yuncheng started to penetrate the back of the paper.He threw the paper aside casually, and said to Hong Si: "There's nothing else going on here, you can go down."

"Yes." Hong Sigong agreed.

Chu Yuzhao said again: "Take away the imperial guards at the entrance of the hall, I don't need so many people guarding them."

"Yes, this subordinate will evacuate people now."

"By the way, take him away too, and return him to Yuan Fu." Chu Yuzhao didn't even look at Luo Bai, and just pointed to the side.

"Yes." Hong Si said to Luo Bai who was still grinding ink seriously: "Master Luo, it's getting late, I'll send you to Yuqing Palace."

Luo Bai didn't understand how they involved him, and when he heard that he was going to go back to Yuqing Palace, he hurriedly said: "I won't go back, Aunt Yuan Fu knows I won't go back today, he's closed and locked, don't bother him, I'm here tonight, and I'm going to grind my ink."

In order to prove that he was doing things seriously, Luo Bai sped up his movements, grinding the ink stick until it made a creaking sound.

Chu Yuzhao finally turned his head to look at him, his eyes fell on the fair face stained with two ink marks, and he said in a calm voice, "Go back."

Luo Bai was still a little afraid of Chu Yuzhao's face, so he turned his eyes away, stared at the golden dragon pattern on his robe and muttered in a low voice: "It was agreed that I would be in the Zhuangzi today, so it's okay if you don't count what you say." Forget it, it doesn’t count if I have to talk to you now.”

Chu Yuzhao frowned as if he was having a headache, and then Luo Bai continued to chatter: "Besides, I was almost shot into a dead wild boar by an arrow tonight. I was actually very scared, and my heart was pounding all the time. , although he did something wrong, he is actually a very nice person, he is very good at woodcarving, and even gave me plum cake..."

Luo Bai originally wanted to find an excuse not to leave, but when he thought about the blessings, he really became sad, and his voice became lower and lower.

Chu Yuzhao looked at him with dark eyes, and asked suddenly after a while: "Don't you hate him?"

"Who?"

"Good fortune."

Seeing that Luo Bai was at a loss, Chu Yuzhao added: "He almost killed you, don't you hate him?"

Luo Bai thought for a while and said, "He didn't intend to kill me. Even if he almost killed me, he almost did. I didn't die, but he himself did."

"He deserved his death." Chu Yuzhao said coldly.

Luo Bai felt that Guo Fu had indeed done something wrong, but also felt a little uncomfortable about his death. After opening and closing his lips a few times, he murmured: "He really, really shouldn't have done something bad."

Chu Yuzhao looked at him condescendingly: "Everyone has good and evil. You can't erase the evil you did to others just because you are good to you."

Luo Bai felt that his tone was very cold, and said anxiously, "I know, as long as you do something wrong, it's all wrong."

Chu Yuzhao didn't say anything more, with his hands behind his back, he walked from the side door of the imperial study to the bedroom.

Luo Bai followed up tentatively, seeing that he didn't object, he turned his head to look at Hong Si, who also lowered his eyes as if he didn't see him, couldn't help being overjoyed, and quickly strode after him.

Tonight, there was an assassin incident in the palace, the palace people were very worried and everyone was in danger, they gathered together and let the imperial guards inspect them one by one, searched the house and frisked them, and went to the next palace after the inspection was completed.

The imperial tea room was the first to be inspected. The first eunuch Shuangxi stood in the yard wearing only his middle clothes, and was patted from head to toe.

Fortunately, autumn is just now, and although the temperature has dropped, the night is not too cold. The eunuchs in the imperial tea room were silent, standing neatly, and those who passed the inspection stood near the gate.

As soon as Shuangxi finished the inspection, he stood at the gate when he saw a group of people hurrying over not far away, the leader was Cheng Gonggong, the former imperial eunuch he had seen in the court hall.

Eunuch Cheng is going to check the servants who are close to His Majesty on weekdays. Although those servants are more credible, they are unpredictable. Under the influence of interests or coercion, who can really guarantee that they will always be loyal to the emperor?It is the safest way to search again thoroughly, but there is no one waiting for His Majesty tonight.

Just as he was thinking, he suddenly saw that the little eunuch by the door looked familiar, and recalled that he had served the emperor's tea, so he ordered him out.

Shuangxi was still nervous at first, but unexpectedly received an errand to serve His Majesty, she was overjoyed, put on her coat and hurried to Qiande Palace.

There was only one eunuch left outside the emperor's dormitory, and he was busy walking around. When he saw Shuangxi coming, he asked in a low voice, and after knowing that he was arranged by Eunuch Cheng, he hurriedly ordered him to wash his face.

Emperor Zhao would wash his face after returning to his bedroom, and then review the memorials, and he would take a shower and go to bed late at night.

Shuangxi took a basin of wash water, put the handkerchief on the side of the basin, and with great excitement, carried the basin to the emperor's bedroom.

He thought it would be very rare for him to be able to serve tea in front of the palace, but he didn't expect to be able to serve His Majesty to wash his face up close this time.He was robbed of his job by that inexplicable person while serving tea, and today he is determined not to be robbed by anyone again.The opportunity is so precious and rare, he must perform well and serve His Majesty well.

Shuangxi lowered her head and stepped into the inner door of the sleeping hall, said: "Your Majesty, this servant will serve Your Majesty to cleanse your face." Then she held her breath and waited for the emperor's response.

I never thought that I heard the voice of the emperor, but a white and tender hand stretched out from the side, grabbing the edge of the basin.

"Sister, let me come."

This familiar clear and bright young voice, this familiar elder sister, immediately shocked Shuangxi, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.

He raised his head slowly, and a pair of big moist eyes appeared in his sight, blinking at him.

——It turned out to be the boy I met in the court hall.

Shuangxi just felt his heart sink, how could he meet this person everywhere?The ghosts linger!

The boy pursed his lips and smiled at him, holding the edge of the basin and grabbing back, with great strength, but his voice was very soft: "Sister, let me do it."

When Shuangxi saw him for the first time, he subconsciously grabbed the edge of the basin, not letting the water basin be taken away.At the same time, he bit his lips tightly, and his eyes shot out raging anger.

today!He will definitely not let him have the opportunity to take away the job today!

Luo Bai didn't bring the water basin, but he didn't let it go. He put more force on his hand, but he still whispered: "Sister, I'll wash His Majesty's face, you go and rest."

"Who wants to rest? I don't rest." Shuangxi quickly glanced at the tall figure standing in front of the window with her back turned to them, and said in a low voice through gritted teeth.

The two of them fell silent, and the copper basin slowly moved to the left and then to the right. The four hands holding the edge of the basin exerted all their strength, and their knuckles turned white.

Chu Yuzhao was standing in front of the window, rubbing his fingers unconsciously, sorting out what happened tonight.

He just heard Xiao Nei's voice calling him to wash his face, but he was still immersed in his own thoughts, unaware of the turbulent undercurrent that was robbing the washbasin at the door.

The author has something to say:

Luo Bai will be angry with Chu Yuzhao in the future, but his brain circuit is different, and he will not go against Chu Yuzhao subjectively.