Fragrance in the wind

Every year on the first day of the first month of the first lunar month, when the night is still not over, the courtyard will be lit up. With the sound of the Luan bell, the prime minister will bring all the officials, and the principal and deputy envoys from all over the world will join in the congratulations. Each of them will bring their belongings to the court and report to the emperor The situation of local governance during the year.

Early in the morning, the door of the cold palace was pushed open, and a waiter walked to the table with a food box. Seeing a group of people curled up on the bed, a pale face was exposed outside, his eyes were closed, and his brows were slightly frowned. He tried to call out. : "Your Highness!"

After confirming that the person on the bed hadn't woken up, he took out a dagger from the dark layer in the food box, and approached the bed silently with his back behind his back. He raised his hand and was about to stab at the throat. Zizhou opened his eyes suddenly, seeing the tip of the knife that was about to fall, he immediately rolled to one side, avoiding the fatal blow in time.

The assassin rushed to nothing, got up and stabbed at Zizhou again, Zizhou raised his foot and kicked the assassin's abdomen with all his strength, the assassin was kicked a few steps away, curled up on the ground clutching his stomach, making a painful sound.

Taking advantage of this gap, he stretched out his hand to tear off the curtain on the side of the bed, and twisted his hands around the dagger that stabbed at him again.

Seeing that the dagger was entangled, the assassin gave a loud shout and slashed left and right with a ferocious face. The curtain wrapped around the dagger was cut to pieces, and the fine pieces of cloth flew all over the room. Immediately afterwards, Zizhou raised the wooden stool and threw it at the assassin's head. With a bang, the man's head was smashed and blood flowed all over his face, and his round eyes stared angrily at Zizhou, it was really terrifying.

The side of the exit was firmly guarded by the assassin, and he couldn't escape at all.There was such a big commotion inside the house, and the guards outside never broke in to rescue him. He must have been murdered already, and now he can only fight recklessly.After several rounds of confrontation, his ferocity was not affected at all. In terms of strength, the two sides were so different that he couldn't fight for a long time. After parrying several moves and slashing head-on, he finally couldn't hold back, his body swayed, and the assassin took the opportunity to make a move. The dagger was already wrapped around his neck and lodged in his throat.

The man raised his sleeves and wiped the blood from his face, spat, his whole face seemed to be dyed by red fuel, like the setting sun that was about to set in the sky, he couldn't bear to look directly at it, he leaned close to Zizhou's face and said with a sinister smile: " Damn it! Didn’t you still have a few tricks just now, why do you know you’re scared now! Come on, come on and hit me!” As he spoke, the dagger in his hand was pushed in a little more in frustration, and a streak appeared on his fair neck. bloodstains.

"Who asked you to kill me?" Zizhou was forced to look up at him, trying to delay time.

"So what if we know? You don't have to die in the end!" The assassin raised another calloused hand and slid it across Zizhou's cheek. It's a pity that the prince looks so coquettish, but if you make me happy by calling out a few times, I might consider rape first and then kill."

As soon as the words fell, he poked his head out and was about to kiss Zizhou's face, Zizhou closed his eyes and even wanted to die, but when the mouth was about to fall, the dagger in the assassin's hand fell in response.

Zizhou didn't know why he opened his eyes, but he saw the man staring at a pair of fierce eyes, his mouth was pouted in shame, and he lowered his head to look at the sword passing through his belly with an inconceivable expression. The next moment, the sword was accompanied by flesh and blood. Withdrawing it, the assassin's body also knelt and fell to the ground.

It wasn't until after the assassin fell that he found the young man in black robe standing behind him, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, arrogance like frost, he recognized him at a glance.

"Jian Zicong."

Jian Zicong raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly in response.

"Don't waste your energy!" Seeing the sixth prince leaning over to rummage through the assassin's clothes, Jian Zicong said to stop him: "Assassins like this always hide instant death in their mouths, and once the mission fails, they won't leave any clues. " After finishing speaking, he took out the thin silk from his bosom, and meticulously wiped off the blood stains left on the sword, this was the reason why he hated using swords.

"What is your identity?" Zizhou stood up, staring at him with burning eyes and asked.

The sword that had been wiped clean by Jian Zicong was put back into its sheath, and he said, "Perhaps you will find out after a while."

"If I'm not mistaken, you've already been here, right?"

Jian Zicong was noncommittal.

At the same time, Su Le, who delivered breakfast to His Royal Highness, arrived at the gate of the Leng Palace. Seeing the guards guarding here sleeping soundly against the wall, he cursed a few words inwardly, and shouted while shaking them: "Hey, Brother guard! Wake up!"

The two elder brothers struggled a few times without intending to wake up, so Su Le leaned forward and shouted into one's ear: "Your Majesty is here!"

The two elder brothers woke up immediately, jumped up and kowtowed repeatedly to plead guilty.

After a burst of laughter, the two elder brothers looked up sleepily at Su Le, who was beside His Highness the Sixth Highness, and immediately let out a sigh of relief.

One person said angrily: "Didn't someone deliver it just now? Why did you send it back? Is it over?"

"What did you say, who came here? Why didn't I know?" Su Le asked him with staring eyes.

"I said that one came just now..." Speaking of this, the guard suddenly paused, pointing to the cold palace, "Your Highness..." The three of them seemed to have realized something at the same time, turned their heads and ran into the cold palace.

"Follow me!" Jian Zicong grabbed Zizhou's wrist.

"I won't go!" Zizhou flatly refused.

"You have been bullied into the limbo, what are you still doing here?"

"Because of this, if I leave, I will admit that I did their death, so I can't leave!" Zizhou's attitude was clear.

Jian Zicong's keen ears had already detected the footsteps outside getting closer, and he couldn't allow him to explain too much, so he simply knocked Zizhou unconscious, wrapped his arms around his waist, jumped up, and hid between the beams of the house.

After the three of them entered the door, they found that His Highness had disappeared, and the two guards were stunned on the spot, thinking that this was a catastrophe.Su Le hurriedly ran to Xianyang Palace where the Great Court Meeting was being held.

When Chunyufeng finished listening to Fu Zhi's whisper, the smile in his eyes disappeared suddenly, and he suddenly glanced at the civil and military officials and envoys from various countries standing in the east and west classes, his deep eyes were full of evil, and he tilted his head slightly, and said to Fu Zhi: " I can’t leave here, so go and check it out!”

Fu Zhi said no more, and immediately left Xianyang Palace.In less than a stick of incense, Fu Zhi returned. At this time, a local official was reporting the results of local tax collection, and Fu Zhi whispered in Chunyu Feng's ear: "According to the slave's observation, there is a dead body dressed as a servant at the scene." , from the expression on the face and the wound, plus the traces of the fight on the scene and the dagger left behind, the servant deduced that the deceased was an assassin, who was attacked from behind and killed with a single sword. It can be seen that His Highness was rescued Very likely."

After hearing Fu Zhi's brief and well-founded analysis, Chunyu Feng thought for a while, and ordered: "The guards at each gate are heavily guarded today, and it's not so easy for them to escape. You take people to search the palace immediately, and don't mention it to anyone. As for Zhou'er's disappearance, if I investigate from room to room, even if I dig out the entire palace, I must find him!"

"Your Majesty!" Fu Zhi glanced at the grand occasion under the hall: "There is too much commotion at this time, is there something wrong?"

Chunyufeng glanced at Fu Zhi, with a faint cold glow in the depths of his gaze, and corrected him: "If you can't find someone, then nothing is right."

Fu Zhi had no time to think about it, and immediately took action.

After the ceremony, the next step is the banquet given by the emperor.The courtiers went forward to toast the emperor according to their ranks, and there was an endless stream of speeches, songs and poems.

After the toast was over, everyone began to drink freely. Chunyu Fengte allowed the Taifu to come forward to drink with him at the same table. Taifu Huan stroked his white beard with a flattered smile, and slowly went to thank the emperor for his kindness.

When the two of them sat down firmly, the two beauties with high noses and deep eyes were kneeling halfway, leaning slightly to pour wine for the two respectively. The snow-white twin peaks almost came out of the nest, and the coquettishness revealed by their demeanor was not like that of people in the plains. He narrowed his eyes and said jokingly: "These envoys are really considerate, they are trying to cater to His Majesty's taste."

After a long court meeting, Chunyufeng, who was unable to spare his time, had no patience. He waved his hand and signaled him to retreat. After the two bartenders bowed and retreated, he asked directly, "Would you like to bring Zhou'er?" Where did it go?"

Taifu Huan frowned, and asked rhetorically, "Your Majesty, isn't His Highness the Sixth Prince imprisoned in the cold palace by his beloved father? Why did I take His Highness away?"

"Put away your gag skills for me, I won't take your tricks." Speaking of this, the tone of his voice suddenly increased, and Chun Yufeng glanced at the situation in the hall, drinking, chatting, enjoying singing and dancing Everyone was watching the singing and dancing, and each took care of his own business. He lowered his voice and said, "Since you know what happened last night, you should know that taking him away at this time is completely harming him!"

However, Taifu Huan never responded, admiring the spring posture on the singing stage leisurely, drinking and pecking from time to time.

Chunyufeng looked away from him, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, suppressed his anger for a short time, and said in a sneering tone: "Do you think he is really willing to go with you? Or Are you so confident that I will let you go? I can kill you right now!"

Taifu Huan didn't care about his threats at all, smiled and refilled the wine for the two, took another sip himself, and Fang Man replied: "What is it like to fall in love with the son of the minister and the queen?"

As if he had poked the pain, Chunyufeng's expression froze for a moment: "How do you know?"

"Your Majesty, don't care how Weichen knows." The Tai Tuo watched Chunyufeng's expression change steadily, his eyes seemed to be thinking, as if he was examining, and then said: "Weichen has never said anything, but he gave His Majesty a chance. It seems that His Majesty If you don’t know how to cherish it, then you have to let him leave you forever!”

Suddenly, Chunyu Feng was exposed to the sun, and a deep murderous intent suddenly emerged, and he said through gnashing of teeth, "Huan Xinghong, do you want to rebel?"

"I don't dare!" Taifu replied modestly with his head bowed and eyebrows raised.

"If you want to use this to force me to submit, I'm afraid you will be disappointed, because no one in this world can threaten me!"

"I...don't dare!"

"You..." Chunyufeng was stunned by his anger, and slowly approached the Taifu, sarcastically said: "If Taifu Huan thinks his life is too long, I can help you."

"Your Majesty won't!" The Tai Tuo looked up at Chunyufeng's anger, and said in a lightly threatening tone: "If your Majesty touches the subject, I can guarantee that your Majesty will not only lose the Huaiying Gate, but also lose his heart forever." Love!"

Chunyufeng was stunned for a long time when he heard this, his eyes were burning with flames, he felt the wine in his stomach churning, he couldn't help clenching his fists, and after a while he softened his tone and said: "Uncle, what exactly do you want to do? "

The Taifu's expression was fixed, and his eyes were deep, "If the bosoms that His Majesty doesn't want to get are empty shells, let him go!"

Chunyufeng raised his head, looked at the other party with red eyes, and paused every word: "I said before, nothing can threaten me, Zizhou will be determined in this life!"