The first favorite of rebirth

Thousands of miles ago in the capital, Empress Lin returned to the mansion to visit her relatives. Although she only prepared for ten days, she was very grand, and even accompanied by the regent himself.

The little emperor Fu Yunhui has been restless for several days. He is painting in the Nuan Pavilion at the moment, and there are piles of memorials on the desk - all of which have been read by Fu Congjin and are just waiting for his approval.

Fu Yunhui swept the things away, held a thin pen, and a blood-colored parrot slowly appeared on the snow-white rice paper. The parrot's fur was as bright red as blood. Fu Yunhui's painting skills became more and more realistic, and it also made people feel more and more weird.

At the last stroke of the painting, Fu Yunhui clenched his hands tightly, veins burst out on the back of his plain white hand, he picked up the pen and poked it straight into the teacup in front of the table, the slender hooking pen broke, the teacup fell over, and the cinnabar color was on the parrot's wings Slowly dizzy, like the gurgling blood that keeps spilling out.

"Your Majesty's painting skills are getting better and better." Wan Qing walked over quickly, wrapped Fu Yunhui's hands with a handkerchief, and gently sucked the paint from his hands, "This painting is so lifelike, why ruin it."

"Wan Qing, look at this cup of tea, it was sent by the Regent." Fu Yunhui looked at the teacup, the amber tea soup in the teacup was already bright red, he whisked the teacup to the ground, There was a bit of crying in the voice, "I forced my father to retire not because I wanted to taste tea and paint. After a lot of trouble, the regent king and queen created a lot of quarrels, but now they are about to use troops against the south, and they still... I just like This parrot might as well break off its wings early..."

The little emperor acted a little anxiously - Lin Chen was friends with Qi Min, Shangshu of the Ministry of War, and Fu Congjin still had to rely on this person if he wanted to send troops, and the court was deeply intertwined.

Wan Qing didn't speak, she put away the silk handkerchief, walked into the inner room slowly, gently pulled out the hairpin on her head, then lifted the pink and white sleeves, revealing a round arm.But after a moment of hesitation, she stabbed the tip of the hairpin into her arm without hesitation, drawing a deep bloodstain.

Wan Qing frowned and took out the hemostatic medicine, wrapped the wound layer by layer with a handkerchief, then returned to Fu Yunhui's side again, squatted down to collect the remains.Fu Yunhui turned his head, his face was pale, and there was a lot of dry skin on his lips. He sat helplessly on the chair, and gently held Wan Qing's hand.

Wan Qing suffered from pain, and deliberately took a half step back with her arms folded. Fu Yunhui suddenly noticed something strange. He eagerly pulled away Wan Qing's sleeves, and said in surprise: "What's going on?"

Wan Qing didn't speak, just shook her head with tears in her eyes, and said timidly after a long while: "It's my servant who was careless..."

"This is scratched by a sharp weapon, you..." Fu Yunhui hurriedly untied the silk handkerchief, his eyebrows frowned immediately, "Why don't you dare to say it? Could it be, the queen..."

Wan Qing buried her head, neither affirming nor denying.

The hatred in Fu Yunhui's eyes became more and more vivid, slowly burning away the despair that lingered in his heart a moment ago, he slowly opened the memorials, and his decisive eyes suddenly fixed on a name——

"Xiao Wansheng."

It was late at night when Pei Jiqing woke up, he was not injured, he only felt a stabbing pain in his head, but he only paused for a moment, and then quickly pulled out the Son of Heaven Sword that was beside him, fortunately, Ye Mingzhu was still shining brightly , Tianzijian is still by his side, and has not been taken away.

From this point of view, the assassin that day just wanted to kill King Huai, but did not intend to seize the Tianzi Sword, but Pei Jiqing couldn't figure out why he wanted to kill King Huai.

He moved his body slowly, only to realize that he was still lying in the room, and a deep voice sounded, "Are you awake? Do you want to eat?"

"Little prince?" Pei Jiqing moved his body and found that Fu Congsi was sitting beside the bed. He hurriedly got up, "Why is the little prince here...before?"

"King Huai is dead. Someone wants to grab the Sword of Heaven. I was about to go to the opposite camp to find His Highness. I wanted to ask him what to do next, but I saw someone coming, so I rescued you." Fu Congsi's voice was very low, it sounded like Very tired, "The man hit your acupuncture points, probably to kill you, but luckily you got out of the way."

"Thank you, little prince, for saving your life." Pei Jiqing still had lingering fears, he tried to recall the situation at that time, and suddenly said: "Prince Huai said that Jue Yun was seriously injured, I'm going to see it!"

King Huai would not come to him to ask for the Son of Heaven Sword for no reason, and he would not be killed for no reason. What is even more surprising is that he was already close to Jiangzhou City, and even Fu Congsi wanted to meet Jue Yun, but Jue Yun was delayed. Even if Jue Yun is not an impulsive person, he should not have remained silent for not showing up.Judging from the current situation, maybe something really happened to Jueyun.

"Don't be impulsive." Fu Congsi held his wrist, "We have already informed King Huai of the date of raising troops. His Highness has been in the army for several years, how could something happen so easily, not to mention that he is still in the barracks opposite, how do you get in?"

"Go in openly, there are probably very few soldiers and horses at Jueyun who don't know me." Pei Jiqing stood up with his sword, and said with a wry smile: "The bad reputation is just a little good, and I know a lot of people."

Fu Congsi whispered: "You are with us now, if His Highness is really seriously injured, they are very likely to take revenge on you."

"It doesn't matter." Pei Jiqing replied quickly, and quickly got dressed.

Fu Congsi paused for a moment, but he kept holding on to Pei Jiqing's wrist. He lowered his head and said, "If you want face, you have to earn it yourself."

Pei Jiqing froze for a moment, at this moment, Fu Congsi let go of his hand, Pei Jiqing cupped his hands and saluted, and quickly put on shoes and socks for himself, he took another half step before going out, "Little prince, King Huai is dead... We don't know who the opponent is, so it's better to suppress the news and make plans after His Highness meets us."

"En." Fu Congsi nodded, and suddenly said for no reason, "Mr. Rong, what kind of person do you think I am?"

"Ah?" Pei Jiqing was startled, then lowered her eyebrows and smiled, "The little prince is loyal and courageous, so naturally he won't be hated like King Huai. Our affairs are still going smoothly, so don't worry about it."

Fu Congsi froze for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and smiled, as if he was laughing at Pei Jiqing for not understanding what he said.

Pei Jiqing didn't have time to think about it, and rushed out of the city with the sword in the middle of the night. From this point of view, it was obvious that someone wanted to seize the Tianzi Sword, but it was only because this person happened to be hit by Fu Congsi that the Tianzi Sword was safe and sound. Judging from the counterfeit products in that cabinet, the Son of Heaven Sword is very difficult to imitate, and the sword beside him should not be a fake.

Tianzijian is still safest by Jueyun's side, no matter what, he needs to see Jueyun.

Outside Jiangzhou City, Jueyun's barracks was airtight, with a huge "Lang" character written on the flag, and countless soldiers milling around at the gate, each with nervous expressions, Pei Jiqing had just approached when he was surrounded by soldiers. When he stopped, the horse he was riding was suddenly frightened, its two front hooves suddenly raised high, and a snow-white figure suddenly fell from the horse, rolling all over the dirt.

Before Pei Jiqing raised his head, a sharp knife was already on his chest. The soldier stepped forward and grabbed his chest. With an increasingly angry expression on his face, he directly raised his hand and slapped Pei Jiqing across the face.

The slap was so severe that blood-red fingerprints instantly appeared on Pei Jiqing's face, and a stream of blood suddenly flowed out from the corner of his mouth. The soldier wanted to slap him again. He quickly raised his hand to protect his head, but someone behind him said: "Stop it first."

Pei Jiqing looked up and saw Wang Yue approaching with a frown. He scrambled and walked a few steps, "Vice General Wang, it's me. I want to see General Lang."

Pei Jiqing got up in a panic and straightened his collar with his hands. Wang Yue sized him up for a while and asked in a low voice, "Where did you go after that day?"

"If I really betrayed you, how could I come back." Pei Jiqing had no reason, so he could only answer nonsense, and then suddenly asked: "Could something happen to General Lang?"

"We were plotted by King Huai, and General Lang's old injury relapsed." Wang Yue said solemnly, "Forget it, follow me."

Pei Jiqing clasped his hands tightly, and quickly followed Wang Yue to the tent. The heavy curtains of the camp were tightly closed. He ran to Jueyun's couch, only to find that Jueyun was unconscious, his face was pale and hot.

"I didn't want you to come in, but the general keeps calling your name, so I can only guess that you are not a bad person." Wang Yue said in a low voice, "King Huai suddenly raised his troops. There are too many mountain bandits captured in the barracks. We can't hold on for a while. .Although he has been retreating and losing, the general also stayed up for several nights, and his wounds burst out."

Pei Jiqing lowered his head and probed Jue Yun with his forehead, he turned to look at Wang Yue and asked, "Have you ever taken antipyretics?"

"Eat, it's just that it's too hot here in Lingnan, and there's no ice around." Wang Yue was a little confused: "Even if you soak the towel with well water, it will get hot after a while. The military is too busy. Come."

"Go and get well water, I have a solution." Pei Jiqing's eyes were clear, as if he had thought of something.

The water from the deep well was brought in quickly, and the buckets were collected in a large wooden bucket. Pei Jiqing took off his coat and got into the bucket without hesitation. Although it was still hot at this time, the well water came from the center of the earth after all. It was still bitingly cool, Pei Jiqing shuddered a few times, immersed his whole body in the wooden barrel, and sat upright for an hour.

He looked up at the moonlight, and suddenly remembered that when they were in Mobei, Jueyun was injured and had a fever all night long, so he just lay in the snow to cool his body, and then hugged Jueyun in his arms.

At that time, Jue Yun was still very young, even though he had wounds on his body, he was still a small child, and he could easily hold him in his arms.Trembling, Pei Jiqing crawled out of the well water, wiped off the water stains with a towel, and slowly lay down beside Jue Yun, holding his hot body in his arms.

At first, Jue Yun was almost fainted, but then he gradually became conscious, and began to hug Pei Jiqing's body involuntarily. His body was covered with a layer of delicate muscles. Pei Jiqing then stretched out his hands, and hugged Jue Yun involuntarily. The hot body tried to hug him tightly like when he was a child.

Wang Yue took a few steps back in surprise, Pei Jiqing turned her head, with a blue and white face and calmly gave orders, "Go get me a bucket of water again."

The ice water was changed to the third bucket, the night sky was as dark as ink, Jue Yun's body temperature finally dropped significantly, and his hand was still around Pei Jiqing's waist, Wang Yue turned his head and turned around, the restless dog's paw immediately touched it, Ambiguously wrapped a circle around Pei Jiqing's waist.

Pei Jiqing shook, quickly pulled Jueyun away, and stretched out her arms to wrap her arms around the skirt, "Little brat, don't tell me early when you wake up."

Although he said so, he still let out a long sigh, and finally put his heart back into his stomach.

"Just woke up." Jue Yun sighed, tore off the hair band from Pei Jiqing's head and flung it away. The air flow passed by like sword light, and the red candle in the tent suddenly went out. Wang Yue just opened the tent door, Shocked by the air current, he hurriedly lowered the curtain and went out.

"Why are you here?" Jue Yun raised his head, glanced at the bucket of cold water and Pei Jiqing's swollen face, frowned and said, "You won't be afraid of fever if you do this, I'll ask them to send a dose of medicine. "

"No need, it's hot, it's nothing serious." Pei Jiqing let out a long breath, "Prince Huai is dead... If it wasn't for the little prince who knew some martial arts, someone would have almost snatched the Tianzi Sword. Don't worry, but when I ran over, you were actually injured, it seems that God still has eyes..."

Pei Jiqing's tone trembled when he spoke, and he held onto Jueyun tightly with both hands, as if he would leave if he let go.

"King Huai is dead?" Jue Yun was surprised. He got up from the bed and saw the swollen fingerprints on Pei Jiqing's face. gone?"

"After saying a few words, Vice General Wang left after he came out." Pei Jiqing originally wanted to push Jue Yun's hand away, but seeing that he was still hot, he continued to let him hold him, "I see Wang Yue, don't you?" Like a bad guy."

"They make things difficult for you because they suspect that we have spies here." Pei Jiqing wanted to reduce Jue Yun's fever, but Jue Yun only saw that he rarely took the initiative to be intimate, so he intensified, reached out and rubbed his slender waist, and continued Kneading down little by little, "You told me that King Huai raised his troops five days later, that would be September 26, but in fact, King Huai moved his hand on September 25, that is, one day earlier - if not, Our preparations will be more adequate, so we will not be injured, and we will lose a lot of troops, and the bandits killed people brutally, so the soldiers complained a lot."

Pei Jiqing was startled, and the doubts in his heart intensified. Ren Jueyun did not respond after being obscene for a long time. He paused for a moment and asked, "Is it possible that it is Wang Yue?"

"Wang Yue was transferred by the Regent, not at his own invitation. With King Huai's little weight, he wouldn't be able to place someone beside Fu Congjin. Besides, King Huai was also killed." Jue Yun's voice dropped. Low, "Bandits have always been bold, and you know it. I don't think this was done by spies, maybe it was the bandits' own idea. Have you thought about what to do in the future?"

"Not for the time being, I plan to discuss it after seeing you." Pei Jiqing suddenly suppressed his voice, and whispered in Jue Yun's ear: "If you want to rebel, I have a way to get Wang Yue to hand over the tiger talisman, but these soldiers are too Many, and we haven't been together for long, so I don't know if we can be of the same mind."

Jue Yun bowed his head deeply, and when the two were silent, a voice outside the door suddenly shouted: "The imperial decree has arrived—"