The first favorite of rebirth

It snowed suddenly at night, and the huge snowflakes covered the sky like cotton wool. Even the moonlight was soft, and it hurt people's eyes.

The charcoal fire in the tent was suddenly extinguished, and Lin He quickly opened the curtain and came in, with a large amount of pig blood and mud on his knees, he rubbed the bloody ice of his armor with great effort, and threw a letter on the jueyun table.

"Look, I guess the person behind this scene may be..." Lin He suddenly stopped alertly, and glanced around at the strange faces around him.

"It's okay, they are Xiao Wansheng's people." Jue Yun raised his eyes while opening the letter, Wang Yue knowingly poured tea for the two, the letter was worn by Lin He close to his body for a long time, and it was still stained with sweat.

"It turns out that everyone is pretending to be dead." Lin He smiled, "It's really a fate."

The two were not polite, and slowly took off their blood-stained coats and sat at the table. There were a few animal urine bubbles hidden in the skirts, and some residual pig blood was poured into them.

"He wants me to rebel?" Jue Yun was dumbfounded for a moment, and after he finished speaking, he realized that Xiao Wansheng's people were still here. He lowered his voice again, and said softly: "He wants me to cooperate with you to attack the capital, and then you turn against me. Take me down with him... Is there something wrong with Fu Congsi's brain!"

"You also think it's Fu Congsi?" Lin He slapped the table with a smile, "I think it's him too!"

"These two brothers came to me because Fu Congsi had something to do." Jue Yun frowned, "He took Fu Congjin under my name while I was out of Beijing, but he asked you to fight me, and asked me to fight you Collaboration and rebellion...According to the habits of normal people, how could I trust you... Could there be... deceit?"

Lin He couldn't speak for a while, his amber eyes narrowed into a line, and he leaned on the desk like a cat with curly tails, "But I just received this letter."

"There must have been an accident in the capital. Your lord, you have to cooperate with him." A dead man said with some embarrassment, "Young Master Pei and our Lord Marquis are both trapped in the city."

"What?" Jue Yun stood up abruptly, his armor screeching, he quickly glanced at the pig's blood on the dead man's body, a moment of bewilderment flashed in his eyes, "Could it be that Fu Congsi captured Rong Luan, so you all faked your death?" Running out of the capital...?"

All the dead had to feign death to escape from the capital. It can be seen that Rong Luan has been controlled by others, and he was close to death.

Amidst the sound of the wind and snow, neither of the two dead soldiers answered, Jue Yun's blood rushed to the top of his head instantly, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He didn't say anything, he quickly raised his sword, fastened the cloak outside the armor again, and his face was cold.

"Where are you going?" Lin He stood up and stuck Jue Yun's arm against the wall, "Don't tell me, you're going back to the capital now?"

"Yes." Jue Yun nodded, his voice choked up slightly, "Uncle Pei is still in the capital, I'm going to save him."

"Mr. Pei said that he doesn't want you to go. The forbidden army in the city is under the control of the young prince." The two dead soldiers took a step back and both knelt in front of Jueyun. "He said that everything has been arranged otherwise. I want the prince not to act emotionally!"

"He's farting!" Jue Yun's anger rushed to the top of his head, and he cut off the wooden table with a sword, and there was a faint tremor in his voice, "Another arrangement? Fu Congsi is threatening me with his and Xiao Wansheng's lives, what else can there be?" What arrangement? He is like this every time, pushing everything to himself, am I not human? I am so unbelievable?!"

"Jueyun." Lin He got up and held his hand, "Calm down."

"Damn, I want to go back and deal with him." Jue Yun withdrew his sword abruptly, and kicked away the dead man kneeling in front of him, "I want to go back to the capital."

Lin He yelled: "Don't I want to save him? You fucking calm me down!"

Jue Yun was stunned for a moment, Lin He directly pulled out the scimitar, and the blade lay across Jue Yun's neck, only one point away from his skin.

The blades of the scimitars were shining with silver light, and the two dead soldiers immediately stood up, drew their weapons and stood in front of Jue Yun.

Naturally, Jue Yun did not walk forward facing the edge, he took two steps back in a slumped manner, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

"Lin He." Jue Yun raised his head, with a trace of exhaustion in his brows, "I remember when Liao soldiers entered the city when I was young, I didn't dare to rescue him, but you insisted on dragging me there. I won’t be afraid anymore, why can’t I save him?”

"It's different from that time!" Lin He looked at him, sighed viciously, and finally dropped the scimitar, lowered his head and patted Jue Yun's face, "Be obedient, he told you not to act emotionally, and there will be I'm sure, you might as well wait, there will be news from the capital."

Jue Yun nodded, turned his face away abruptly, he was silent for a long time, and raised his hand to rub his temple.

"I have to watch you." Lin He lifted the hem of his clothes, pulled him to sit on the ground, and smiled nonchalantly, "Your Uncle Pei is so powerful, there is nothing he can't do, he doesn't believe you, he just wants to force you strong union."

Jueyun nodded like a walking corpse, and his eyes regained clarity. Then he spread the map and sat at the table. He slowly raised his head and smiled in a hoarse voice: "Everyone, I'm sorry, I was a little emotional just now."

Lin He smiled, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, in vain feeling envious of this sentimental qualification.

Then he waved his hand, finally driving out this useless affection.

There was no snow in the capital, and the Qionghua Hall of the Imperial Palace was as empty as water, and the neat blue square bricks were carefully pieced together, and there were no gaps between them.

Pei Jiqing had lived in the palace for three days, and the dead man should have seen Jue Yun. When he didn't hear the news of Jue Yun's return to the capital, he finally let go of his long-hanging heart.

To be honest, Pei Jiqing was really not worried about his own life or death, as long as the news of his death reached Jue Yun, Jue Yun would definitely come to the capital regardless of everything. King Shou had been in business for many years, and he would certainly not be willing to burn everything together.

Although he really didn't have any ideas at the moment, but the state of the capital was not good. Fu Congsi had not only the imperial army in his hands, but also Zhao Deqin's large number of troops parked outside the city - not only that, as the capital, the capital has always been easy to defend and difficult to attack In this land, Jue Yun had no advantage in blood, and the only thing that could prove his identity was the Emperor Sword. Once they failed, they would never be able to turn around again.

Thinking about it carefully, if he was only fighting against Fu Congsi who he knew well, this long battle would seem boring, but even now, Fu Congsi still has a face of filial piety and loyalty, which makes people curious.

A gust of cold wind blew by, Pei Jiqing couldn't help pulling up the front of his clothes, and sneezed very quickly.After returning to the palace that day, he contracted a cold and has not recovered yet.

"Young Master Rong."

When Pei Jiqing was sitting in a daze in the courtyard, two maids came quickly and raised their hands to put the cloak on him.They are around twenty, their faces are full like a crescent moon, and their downcast eyes seem to contain spring water.

These two court ladies were sent by Fu Congsi to serve him, one is called Chen Yu and the other is Bi Yue.

Pei Jiqing looked at that face, suddenly lost in thought.

"Yes, I'm going to drink some medicine." Pei Jiqing stood up with a smile, "Miss, please give it to me once, go back and take it, the medicine will get cold here."

"It's not troublesome." Closed Yue was young, and said with a smile, "Anyway, you're not the only one taking medicine, so what's the trouble?"

"Is there anyone else in the palace who is sick?" Pei Jiqing looked up very kindly, "Could it be the emperor? I heard that the emperor is not in good health, but you are too busy."

"The emperor's illness has always been taken care of by Aunt Wan Qing." Guan Yue shook her head, "I don't know about it, but Aunt Wan Qing is also taking medicine. Anyway, there are many people taking medicine, so you don't have to worry."

Chen Yu tugged on Guanyue, the little girl immediately stopped talking, and took a half step back aggrieved.

"This medicine is a little sour." Pei Jiqing squinted and put down the medicine bowl, "It's not the same as the previous two days. I want to go to the Imperial Hospital to see the prescription, is that okay?"

"This..." Guan Yue and Chen Yu looked at each other, both at a loss, they hesitated for a long time before opening their mouth in a low voice, "Young Lord and General Zhao are out of the city today, and the servants have nowhere to report..."

"The little prince only said that I don't want me to leave the palace, but he didn't say that I won't be allowed to move around." Pei Jiqing raised her head, her tone was gentle and gentle, "You can try it, the medicine I took before has never made me sore, it's three-point medicine Poison, don’t you allow patients to read prescriptions?”

"Since the young master is going to see the prescription, you take him there."

The two little girls were hesitating, when a court lady in a slightly gorgeous dress gently pushed the door in. She put a cup of white fungus soup on the table and said softly, "My servant, Wan Qing, please greet the young master."

Pei Jiqing immediately got up to salute, Chen Yu and Guan Yue also blessed Wan Qing, Wan Qing had gentle eyes, and said in a low voice: "My lord, if the illness is cured, stop drinking."

Before Pei Jiqing answered, Wan Qing raised her voice towards Guan Yue: "Okay, let's take the young master to see the prescription. The little prince knows that we have treated the young master badly, so we will be punished when we come back."

Guan Yue nodded hastily and led Pei Jiqing out in a hurry.

Wan Qing looked at Pei Jiqing's back and walked out of the palace dignifiedly. Fu Yunhui was still sitting in the warm pavilion of the Hall of Mental Cultivation drinking tea. His face was as pale as paper. That sickness from the inside out.

"Your medicine is here again." Fu Yunhui's voice trembled.

Wan Qing picked up the medicine bowl and poured it all into a pot of orchids without hesitation, her face was resolute, yet infinitely gentle.

The night was deep, and all the palaces had already rested, only the guards who watched the night were still walking back and forth.In the past, Pei Jiqing once went to the palace for banquets. At that time, the palace was full of people, and it was far from being as empty as it is today.

Observing Lin Yan's temperament, one can know what kind of person Empress Lin is. The little emperor has had no concubines and no heirs for so many years, which can be regarded as retribution for forcing his father to retire.

The imperial hospital was unusually deserted, only an old imperial physician was left dozing inside, Pei Jiqing knocked on the door softly, although the imperial physician didn't know him, he knew the two maids behind him, and closed month stepped forward very rudely, Crisply said: "This is Mr. Rong, he wants to see the prescription you prescribed today."

The imperial physician nodded hastily, and took out a stack of messy prescriptions from the drawer. He fumbled with the mirror for a long time before he pulled out a piece of paper and handed it over.

Pei Jiqing took the prescription and squinted under the dim light. There was indeed a taste of hawthorn on it. This thing was not a serious problem, but he drank the medicine for several days, why did he only add it today for no reason.

Guan Yue saw Pei Jiqing's gentle expression, knowing that there was nothing serious, she gently tugged on her sleeves, "Mr. Rong, since there is nothing wrong, let's go back first..."

Guan Yue's voice was like a silver bell, Pei Jiqing raised her eyes suddenly, Fu Congsi is not in the palace today!

"Are all the recent prescriptions here?" Pei Jiqing didn't care about the imperial physician's obstruction, and directly held up the prescriptions and rummaged through them. There were many people who prescribed medicines for illness in the palace. He searched for a long time before he saw a familiar name. clear.

The medicine Wan Qing used was actually a birth control pill.

What he had added to his medicine before was hawthorn. Pregnant women should not take hawthorn. When Wan Qing came to see him with supper, he specially added it. If the illness recovered, there was no need to drink it anymore.

Pei Jiqing held the prescription tightly, his palms were sweating a lot, and he almost crumpled the paper.

Wan Qing no longer takes contraceptive pills, maybe she is pregnant, but Chen Yu and Guan Yue are both Fu Congsi's subordinates, so they dare not tell him.

Looking at the situation, Wan Qing should also be Fu Congsi's meticulous work. She had been in the palace for several years, but she couldn't help falling in love with Fu Yunhui, and even went so far as to conceive a child for him, and even risked herself to ask herself for help.

"My lord!" The imperial physician hurriedly snatched the prescription, and the white beard shook angrily, "This is someone else's prescription, here is yours."

"It's okay, there's nothing wrong with your medicine." Pei Jiqing put down the prescription and raised the lamp again, "You cook some good wound medicine for me, I'm going to the dungeon in the palace."

"Ah?" Guan Yue opened her mouth wide and hurriedly waved her hands, "My lord, how dare this servant take you there..."

"The dungeon is also in the palace. If I don't leave the palace, what can I do?" Pei Jiqing spread her hands innocently, and her tone became unhurried, "I just want to visit my old friend. If the girl is afraid, you can send a letter to the little prince now. , in short, the decoction has to wait."

Fu Congsi did instruct Pei Jiqing not to go out of the palace, and added a special sentence of being kind to her, so Kui Yue didn't dare to neglect her, so she had no choice but to lure Pei Jiqing to go.

The dungeon of the palace is full of ghosts, even in winter, it is a bit sultry. A narrow staircase twists and turns down, spreading far into the darkness that cannot be seen to the bottom, and the water mist that condenses on the stone wall continues to fall slowly, like blood from hell.

The jailer stood impatiently in front of Pei Jiqing, holding a snow-white lantern.

The dungeon was dark and filthy, and Guan Yue kept following Pei Jiqing cautiously, holding up the corner of her skirt.There was a scream in the dungeon, and Guan Yue took a step back and slammed into the wall hard.

Pei Jiqing lowered her head and smiled, her complexion was like snow, "Girl, the smell of blood is too heavy down there, you can just wait up there, there is only one road here, where can I go?"

Guan Yue nodded resentfully, quickly tiptoed back to the door, and rubbed her chest in shock.

Pei Jiqing couldn't help smiling, and slowly went down with the medicine that was still emitting white gas. The screams and screams went away, and the jailer stopped, "Young master, this is the place."

"I'll give you the money." Pei Jiqing generously handed out a piece of barley silver, "Take it for drinking, I'll have a few words with my old friend, and then I'll go out."

"Old man?"

Deep in the darkness, iron chains rubbed against the ground, a voice came slowly, and then the white lamp approached.

Fu Congjin raised his head, revealing a slightly sunken face in the messy hair. The former gentle and handsome Prince Ning finally looked old. He raised his head, and there were a few shallow lines in his helpless smile.

"Eat first or drink medicine first." Pei Jiqing pushed the door open, lifted the corner of his clothes and kicked away the weeds. Fu Congjin rushed forward and pressed the person hard against the wall, then stopped suddenly, his white prisoner The clothes were covered with old and new blood, and the thin shoulders kept twitching, as if there were two blood holes.

"You're injured, so why bother to attack me." Pei Jiqing smiled emotionally, took out the topical medicine from the box, then pulled off Fu Congjin's shirt without hesitation, and sprinkled the medicine powder on it little by little.

Fu Congjin's lute bone was pierced, and the blood was half-solidified on the cloth. When the wound was exposed, the blood scab fell off, and new black blood leaked out little by little. Pei Jiqing took out the bandage and wrapped up those hideous wounds little by little. , His body was also stained with blood.

"What kind of good thing is this?" Fu Congjin smiled with interest, "Master Pei, what trick are you going to play?"

"This is real medicine, and the food is real." Pei Jiqing lowered his head, and stuffed half a steamed bun into his mouth, "My lord, we have known each other for more than 30 years. When you gave me food for the first time, I really I never thought it would be like this in the future.”

"I didn't expect that either." Fu Congjin shook his head, and picked up a steamed bun casually, his Adam's apple was a little choked, and he hesitated for a moment before swallowing, "Master Pei, I don't care about the past, I just want to know, what are you selling now?" Guanzi?"

"The prince once commanded the imperial army, there must be someone from you there." Pei Jiqing said directly: "I handed your fan pendant to Xiao Wansheng, and asked him to find a way to call the imperial army out, but I don't know who I can trust."

Fu Congjin was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly started laughing, almost spewing out the steamed buns he had just swallowed, he laughed for a long time, then panted and slowed down and said, "Master Pei, from this point of view, you already know what happened to Fu Congsi , and encountered difficulties."

"Yes." Pei Jiqing admitted, "I have a way to instigate rebellion against the emperor, but Fu Congsi can't control all the forbidden troops. You tell me the situation, and when Jue Yun ascends the throne, I will let you live."

"Access to the throne?" Fu Congjin's expression flashed with confusion, he took a bite of the steamed bun viciously, "Master Pei, I don't want this life anymore, I gave you such a big benefit, and you actually only thank these things. "

Pei Jiqing swallowed, and said in a low voice: "What does the lord want?"

"You." Fu Congjin said directly: "I will tell you about the forbidden army, and after the matter is over, you will come with me for my pleasure, will you agree?"

"Okay." Pei Jiqing nodded without hesitation, "But I don't know how to play tricks."

Rong Luan's face is beautiful and feminine, what he said is very coquettish, but his eyes are clear and cold, as if no one can get closer.

Fu Congjin was stunned again, he raised his hand suddenly, pinched Pei Jiqing's shoulders tightly with both hands, his voice was growling like a trapped animal, "Pei Jiqing, do you know what you are doing? Once you cooperate with the emperor, Fu Congsi will If you tell your story, Ling Jueyun will only think that you regard him as a substitute for the emperor's brother!"

"So what?" Pei Jiqing asked nonchalantly, "Jieyun is not a child who can be overwhelmed by emotions, Fu Congsi still can't stay, he can't take the throne away."

"I never told you about the throne. In your heart, is there nothing more important than power?" Fu Congjin's eyes were bloodshot, and his fingers drooped angrily. He's alone!"

"If you have power, you can get everything else in exchange." Pei Jiqing lowered his head, a trace of frustration suddenly flickered from his cold face, "You are right, you have to exchange your sincerity with your heart. Jue Yun should know the truth. I have done everything I have done, and returned to him what originally belonged to him.”

Then, Pei Jiqing smiled slyly, "I don't have any credit but also hard work, so I can try to be an official."

He still looks like a spring flower, but it's a pity that the faint emotion in his eyes is difficult to calm down, but he can't hide it no matter what.

After living for many years, there are only two people who have given others the warmth of being human, one is the dead Supreme Emperor, and the other is Jue Yun who is now left in Mobei.

Fu Congsi will always tell the truth to Jue Yun, Jue Yun has always looked down on the Supreme Emperor, and he still can't understand his loyalty. If he knows the truth, he will definitely not listen to his own explanation.

This may be God's reminder to himself: Jue Yun can never be the little tail who relies on him forever. Even if he has let go of his knots in Taimiao, everything in this world will not give in to the so-called love. If you are a dead man, you must follow the rules of the dead.

Forget it, take this matter as an excellent opportunity. Without his place in Jue Yun's heart, he will lose his only weakness. Finally, he will no longer follow the old path of being too cowardly and affectionate, and become a flawless emperor. .

"There is a lieutenant in the Imperial Army named Guan He, and I have saved his life." Fu Congjin was stunned for a moment, and then whispered: "You go to him, the twelve guards of the capital, he can bring out at least seven."

"Thank you, my lord, I will continue to deliver medicine to you."

Pei Jiqing got up slowly, shaking off the dust from the hem of his clothes, his pointed chin raised slightly, then he turned around with his sleeves up, and left along the dark narrow road in the pale light. Yarn goes to the court.

"People who are emotional are all fools." Fu Congjin endured it for a long time, and then suddenly said in the darkness, "You think you are free and easy, and you will die after you die? Wait for your little master to clean you up."

The jailer came back with warm wine and made a clanging sound.

He then raised his neck, poured down the bowl of bitter medicine like drinking wine, and suddenly felt that he had figured it out.