When the Broken Sleeve Travels to the Country of Women

The next morning, just after dawn, Huang Fufeng muttered to get up. It was a rare day of good sleep, and Lu Wanshu, who is usually the most self-disciplined person, got out of bed.

Because Huang Fufeng suddenly wanted to leave the palace, if he followed, the next day's government affairs would be temporarily put on hold.

So yesterday, taking advantage of Huang Fufeng's sleep, Lu Wanshu approved the papers for the next day overnight, and dealt with Shen Huagu's matter by the way. Everything was well prepared, but it really exhausted the emperor.

It's just that Huang Fufeng didn't know about the good intentions.

After dawdling like this for nearly two hours, the two finally boarded the carriage to leave the palace.

Along the way, Huang Fufeng complained a lot, "In half an hour it will be lunch time, the departure is so late, I have to come back late!"

I don't know when it started, no matter what request Huang Fufeng made, Lu Wanshu would always respond, and he also asked intimately by the way: "Do you want to get out of the car and go to the restaurant next door to have lunch?"

Huang Fufeng rolled his eyes, he really regarded himself as a pig, he patted his swollen stomach, "The breakfast you forced me to eat has not yet been digested, I can't eat it anymore, I won't go!"

Lu Wanshu wrapped his arms around his slender waist, and skillfully inserted his right hand into Huang Fufeng's lapel. Huang Fufeng thought he was going to do something restless again, and began to struggle, but Lu Wanshu held him tightly in his arms, feeling cool The palm of the hand is attached to the lower abdomen that is slightly swollen due to eating too much, and it is gently massaged one by one.

This was not enough, Lu Wanshu gently blew into his ear, and Huang Fufeng's earlobe was slightly flushed, seeing this, Lu Wanshu's mouth raised a beautiful arc, "I really ate too much, it seems that I need to feed you , you can eat more."

It's just that when he touched the ribs that hurt his fingers, he couldn't help but feel distressed. This man is still too thin.

Lu Wanshu didn't make any unnecessary movements, but gently rubbed his lower abdomen over and over again to help him digest.

Such beauty, at a certain moment, Huang Fufeng felt that he had fallen again, but the pain from being pinched to the point of bleeding clearly warned him that everything was fake.

What sticks together is the body temperature, and what drifts away is the two hearts.

Huang Fufeng's reason for going out of the palace was originally to find food and visit Shen Huagu to check on the illness of the common people, but now that their stomachs couldn't be filled for the time being, they went straight to Shen Huagu's clinic.

There was a long queue outside the medical center that hadn't opened for business for a long time, and Shen Huagu was already very busy.

Huang Fufeng shrugged, "It seems that we came at the wrong time."

Lu Wanshu glanced inside, then leaned closer to Huang Fufeng, "It's okay, the imperial physician in the palace is very busy."

Therefore, Lu Yanshu used the emperor's privilege and directly dispatched more than a dozen imperial physicians to help. After the lunch time, the patients in the clinic slowly dispersed.

Shen Huagu, who hadn't slept all night, slumped on the wooden bench with a tired face, unable to get up.

It was Huang Fufeng who dragged him to the Jinyue Tower for lunch, and ruthlessly left the next task to the imperial physicians in the medical hall.

These imperial physicians who are used to treating dignitaries and dignitaries have a look of reluctance, but only ordinary people can see this. Lu Yanshu only sees "eating the king's salary and doing the king's life" to please his face.

Naturally, Lu Yanshu knew this, and left the little eunuchs to watch over him. Even if he didn't want to, those snobbish imperial doctors could only work hard.

Near Moon Tower, Huang Fufeng almost died here, but he still chose to eat here.

From a certain moment, he already suspected that his assassination had something to do with the Lu family, and he wanted to see if Lu Wanshu felt a little bit guilty.It's a pity that Lu Wanshu's face is always just a soft smile that he can't see through.

It was still the same room, but not the group of people.

At that time, he devoted himself to Lu Wanshu, and was saddened by his inexplicable estrangement.

Now that I think about it, there is a reasonable explanation for Lu Wanshu's sudden estrangement at the beginning. It started when he accidentally bumped into Lu Wanshu and Lu Zhizhang secretly meeting after the banquet.

Huang Fufeng didn't hear what they were talking about, he guessed that Zuo was just a plot to shake women's rights.So he pushed him away at that time, just because he didn't want to have too much involvement with him, and harmless people would feel less guilty when hurt.

Now Huang Fufeng would always speculate on Lu Wanshu with the greatest malice, he never knew that the conversation between Lu Wanshu and Lu Zhizhang that night was actually related to him.

"Shu'er, Auntie has to remind you that he is an enemy of our Lu family, so don't put too much thought into it, that's what your father meant."

Lu Wan's expression was calm, but Lu Zhizhang seemed to have seen through something, "You don't have to deny it, I watched you grow up, and you can't hide your thoughts from me. My aunt just wants to warn you, everyone who stands in the way, you Father will never let it go."

Lu Zhizhang patted him on the shoulder, and said: "It's better to be ruthless than to be affectionate. Your father will be willing to let go of the idle prince who doesn't matter."

Lu Wanshu had a calm expression on his face, "My aunt guessed wrong, the emperor is ruthless, I wish to be king, and I have never been tempted."

At this time Huang Fufeng came, he didn't give him a good face, he pushed Huang Fufeng away.

It's just that he was wrong in the end, Lu Chuan did not let Huang Fufeng go, he always knew that his father would rather kill the wrong than let go, and it was not until Huang Fufeng's life was dying that he realized that if he backed down, he would never be able to protect the one he wanted to protect people.

However, a restaurant, an old friend's old place, can bring back different memories. In this room in Jinyue Tower, among the three people, apart from Lu Yanshu, Huang Fufeng and Shen Huagu will inevitably recall one person.

This person would order a whole table of dishes, eat his hands and mouths full of oil, and would give Huang Fufeng a bunch of bad ideas, making the table full of people laugh.

Such a person may be just a disguise, but it can be so beautiful that people can't help but miss it.

Among the three, no one was really happy, but Lu Yanshu and Huang Fufeng both had smiles on their faces, Shen Huagu might be too tired, or maybe he was not good at pretending, he was the only one who didn't smile.

Shen Huagu cut to the chase, "Why do you two want me? I, a commoner, would not dare to sit at the same table with the emperor. I cannot afford such an honor."

Everyone could hear the malice in the words, but Lu Yanshu didn't turn his face and leave, but his face was not so good-looking.

Huang Fufeng came out to smooth things over, "Looking at how devoted you are to treating the common people, I just want to treat you to a meal. Why, don't you show respect?"

All of Shen Huagu's malice was originally aimed at Lu Lu's elegy, and Huang Fufeng said so, so he didn't say anything more.

At the dinner table, the dishes were all served, and the people beside them were eerily quiet, Huang Fufeng could only continue: "Actually, we are leaving the palace this time to find out..."

Hesitating to speak, Huang Fufeng looked at Shen Huagu, who was drinking the wine in his glass, as if he didn't listen to him anymore, Lu Wanshu's face became darker, Huang Fufeng put his hand on his hand to comfort him Lu Yanshu didn't immediately get up and kill this rude commoner.

Continue to ask Shen Huagu: "I want to know how those poisoned people are doing after taking the medicine?"

Shen Huagu froze when he poured the wine, and sneered at Lu Lu's elegy: "Unfortunately, they all recovered after taking medicine, and everything did not go as you wished."

No matter how Huang Fufeng tried to comfort him, Lu Wanshu couldn't avoid Longyan's fury. He suddenly stood up from his seat with black lines all over his face. No matter how Huang Fufeng resisted, he ordered someone to take Huang Fufeng out. Lu Wanshu and Shen Huagu.

Shen Huagu sneered again, and sarcastically said: "Why, you finally can't stand it and want to kill me?"

Seeing that the door was closed tightly and it was difficult for the voice inside to come out, Lu Wanshu took a deep breath, finally sat down again, and said: "Whether you believe it or not, I did not inflict the poison. "

Shen Huagu stopped pouring the wine, and the sarcastic smile on his face still did not disappear, "I don't believe it, and you don't need to explain to me, no matter what you say, those innocent people are just stepping stones to your throne, aren't they?" ?"

Lu Wanshu's face became darker and darker, but Shen Huagu's laughter became more and more unscrupulous, especially piercing.

Lu Wanshu tightly clenched the dagger in his hand, Shen Huagu saw all his movements clearly, and the smile on his face seemed a bit ferocious, "Why, I finally couldn't help but want to kill me, come on! I won't be a man if I hide for a while! "

With red eyes, Lu Wanshu pulled out the sharp dagger from the sheath, and moved closer to Shen Huagu step by step, until the dagger was touching his neck.

Shen Huagu closed his eyes, and a tear flowed from the corner of his eyes. It turned out that death was never that simple.

The knife was raised and lowered, but there was no pain as imagined. There was a loud noise, and the gleaming dagger pierced through the wine cup on the table, and was nailed straight to the black wooden round table.

Lu Wanshu with red eyes did not kill Shen Huagu, but knelt down.

"You can kill me now, but please promise me one request."

Shen Huagu slowly opened his eyes, looking at the real dragon emperor kneeling in front of him, he was a little at a loss.

The door of the private room was reopened, but fortunately, no one died.

After rushing out, Lu Wanshu grabbed Huang Fufeng's hand and left the restaurant, leaving behind Shen Huagu who was walking slowly.

Lu Wanshu drove away all the accompanying guards, and he dragged Huang Fufeng to run, as if he was trying to escape from something.

Huang Fufeng just let him lead him, no matter where he went, anyway, everything was coming to an end soon.

Puhua Temple is the most bustling place during festivals, especially the Qiqiao Festival. Devotees and believers often come here to burn incense and pay homage to the Buddha. Their only wish is to grow old with their children.

Lu Wanshu usually disdains these acts of worshiping Buddha and praying to God the most, but today, his reason has been overwhelmed by the burning feeling in his heart.

On the wishing red paper, most of the good wishes written are "I only wish that the king's heart is like mine, and I will never disappoint lovesickness" or "I wish to be a lovebird in the sky, and a Lianli branch in the earth".

For the two of them, there were just so many words in their hearts, and when they were about to write, there was no way to talk about them.

What was put into the wishing box was nothing more than two pieces of red paper with no ink dripping on it.

Huang Fufeng asked: "What did you write?"

Lu Yanshu replied: "Don't ask, it won't work if you speak out!"

Huang Fufeng lowered his head, hiding the complexion in his eyes, he really wanted to ask: Is there a moment when I will be the wholehearted person you sincerely want on the red paper.

Both of them wanted to ask such a question, but after all, no one asked.

In the center of the main courtyard of Puhua Temple, there is a tall bodhi tree. Under the tree, there is a monk who meditates all the year round, and he always closes his eyes.

Huang Fufeng stopped under the shade of the tree, looked up at the tall tree, "I heard that there are no bodhi trees, it seems that's not the case."

The monk under the shade of the tree slowly opened his eyes, walked towards Huang Fufeng and Lu Wanshu, with a kind smile on his face, "There is no bodhi tree, this is the first time I heard of it, but the poor monk agrees."

The monk looked at Huang Fufeng for a while, as if he had seen through something, put his hands together and recited a Buddhist name, and said to Huang Fufeng: "The benefactor is a predestined person of the poor monk, listen to the advice of the poor monk, people are in the dust, isn't it?" Dust, dust in the heart, turns into dust. People in the world, there is no fixed law, and then they know that it is not the law; the affairs of the world are still unfinished, so why not let them go."

Huang Fufeng also clasped his hands together and bowed to the monk, "Thank you for your advice, master." It's just a matter of the world, how can it be settled easily.

The monk glanced at Huang Fufeng and Lu Wanshu again, laughed heartily, and walked towards the mountain behind the monastery.

For a moment, a few words came from far away, but they were swallowed by the wind, and Huang Fufeng couldn't hear them clearly. It was probably: "Everyone in the world says to plant ten thousand bodhi trees with their own hands, but one obsession can be exchanged for one that will not return to others." , I can't see it all."