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In the early morning of the next day, when Teng Yu woke up, he stared at the top of the white tent for a long time, and couldn't believe that he could sleep so deadly while lying with a stranger.

Pulling out his numb arms, Teng Yu looked down at the seventh young master of the Huo family. He looked similar to Huo Zhengquan but had a completely different temperament. It stands to reason that such a masculine and upright appearance would make anyone look at it as a treacherous villain.

But the seventh young master of the Huo family is so feminine, especially when he is staring at him, it makes people feel cold for no reason.

"Your Highness the Third Highness looks at me so affectionately early in the morning, but it will be misunderstood." Yin Xu opened his eyes at some point, and was looking at him with a smile.

Teng Yu has already experienced his ability to tease people, so he doesn't care, "You are sleeping, shouldn't it be time to kneel down?"

"Huh? After sleeping with the third prince all night, you don't even provide breakfast?"

Han Sen who was outside was leading his maidservant to serve him when he heard the noise, he just heard this sentence and hurriedly lowered his head and said, "Your Highness, breakfast is ready, do you and Seventh Young Master want to get up and take a shower now?"

Teng Yu supported his forehead, smiled wryly and said: "Huo Tian, ​​Huo Tian, ​​your face is probably thicker than the city wall. You have divided half of the bed in this hall and used it as a stove overnight, but you have not taken advantage of it. It is the hall that suffers."

Yin Xu stretched his waist, his fair face was flushed from the sound sleep, he patted Teng Yu's shoulder, and said cheerfully: "Then thank you, Third Highness, I will come tonight."

This was the best night of sleep since he was reborn. The high bed was warm for the pillow, and the warm jade was in his arms. This is probably the situation he was talking about, right?

It turns out that a man with strong yang energy can also warm the bed. He must raise ten or eight in the mansion in the future, so that he can survive the winter.

Teng Yu shook his head and didn't speak, got up and asked someone to wait for him to wash up. As for Yin Xu, if he didn't want to leave, no one chased him away.

When the breakfast was served one by one, Yin Xu spontaneously sat beside Teng Yu and asked the maidservant to serve him porridge. She put on airs like her master, but unexpectedly, she was not offensive.

According to later Han Sen said: Seventh Young Master has a dignified aura, and every time he speaks, people can't help but carry it out, and he has forgotten his identity.

Teng Yu chewed slowly with a bowl of porridge, and focused his eyes on Yin Xu most of the time. Seeing that he had a special liking for several pastries, he had someone pack them for him after breakfast.

Yin Xu not only ate and slept well, but also brought a few packs of snacks, so he walked out of the third prince's tent contentedly.

As soon as he appeared, the hot eyes all around him almost burned him to death. He ignored it, found his stupid boy, and stuffed him with snacks for breakfast.

Wu Sheng looked at his young master with complicated eyes, sniffed his nose, and said in a crying voice: "Master, I will definitely make good money in the future, and I won't let you do this kind of thing again."

Yin Xu didn't bother to explain, and patted his head comfortingly, "Success, I'll wait to enjoy your blessing."

After Yin Xu left, Han Sen dispatched his servants, and whispered to Teng Yu, "Your Highness, what you ordered last night has been done, and news will arrive at noon at the latest."

"Okay, from Liuzhou to Kyoto, no matter how fast the news spreads, it will take five days. During this period of time, people will spread rumors all the way. With Teng Yi's temperament, he will definitely not be able to sit still. He has to go back to Beijing to explain clearly."

"That's right, it's just that the slave doesn't understand, why does His Highness have to drive the First Prince away?"

Teng Yu took a look at him. Han Sen was the eunuch whom Empress Liu had called to serve him since he was a child, and he was also one of the few surviving servants around him. His affection was extraordinary.

He briefly told what he saw that night, and Han Sen was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

"His Royal Highness... is this true? Empress, she... can she really be resurrected?"

Teng Yu frowned and shook his head: "This palace doesn't know."

Tears flashed in Han Sen's eyes, "Okay, okay, heaven has eyes, the empress has a bodhisattva heart, and she will definitely be blessed by heaven."

Teng Yu is not as optimistic as him, but he will not pour cold water on this kind of time.

When Han Qing came in, he saw that the always stable manager was pulling his sleeves to wipe his tears, his eyes were red, but there was a smile on his face, he knew what was going on without thinking about it, he saluted and called Said: "Master, adoptive father."

"Have you found out?" Teng Yu didn't shy away from Han Sen, and asked Han Qing to tell what he found out.

"Master, General Mo has been hiding in Long'an Temple for almost seven years. The monks in the temple are either his confidantes or orphans who have been adopted one after another over the years. These people are very loyal to him and are willing to shave or become a monk and live in a temple. .”

"According to my subordinates' investigation, the Empress... had secretly sent a letter to General Mo before she left. The specific content is unknown, but the general idea is to ask General Mo to take good care of His Highness after her death."

"As soon as General Mo read the letter, he guessed that the queen's time was short. He was in a daze for a few days, and accidentally fell off his horse during a bandit suppression process. Three days later, the news came that General Mo had died of his injuries."

"Because the journey was far away and it was summer, the corpses could not be stored for long, so they were directly burned locally. Only the urn and General Mo's armor were sent back to Beijing. It is said that there were many soldiers present at the time, and they all saw that General Mo was seriously injured. , so no one in the DPRK suspects it."

"The fire before the Empress's funeral was caused by General Mo and the Chamao in the harem to replace the Empress's body. The Chamae was the most trustworthy old man in front of the Empress and knew the real cause of the Queen's death. I don't want her to be buried with the emperor after a hundred years in the imperial mausoleum, and she was moved by General Mo's infatuation, so she agreed to help General Mo."

"General Mo got a secret book from the Demon Sect in his early years, which is said to be able to bring the dead back to life. He didn't pay attention to it at first, but he didn't think about it until he received the letter from the empress. And this Long'an Temple is exactly the place he chose to hide."

"The former monks of Long'an Temple were all killed by General Mo, and replaced by his own people overnight. In order to find... sacrifices for the empress, Long'an Temple has done good deeds over the years. Whenever there are natural disasters and man-made disasters, Long'an Temple is always the first Stand up for the orphaned refugees."

"General Mo kept the refugees in the temple. It is said that he has been serving the refugees with good soup and medicine. When the disaster is over, he will send the refugees back to their hometowns, so they have a good reputation. Some people died of illness or disappeared due to various reasons. No one doubted it either."

"Refugees alone are not enough to count? Natural and man-made disasters don't happen all the time."

"Yes, in addition to natural and man-made disasters, there are also local beggars and refugees, as well as pilgrims from all walks of life. Over the years, nearly a thousand people have died."

Hearing the huge number, Teng Yu's face was dark, "The local government didn't find any abnormalities? Has no one investigated the whereabouts of those people?"

"Some family members of missing pilgrims have reported the case, but firstly, no evidence can be found, and secondly, they are not suspected of being in Long'an Temple, so it has become a case without a head. won't care."

"What's going on with Xiangrui? Didn't you say that you saw many people with your own eyes?"

"My subordinates also asked a lot of nearby villagers, and what I learned is that at midnight, a ray of red light suddenly erupted in the direction of Long'an Temple, from thin to thick, in the shape of an arc, which is particularly conspicuous at night , and it lasted for half a stick of incense, so many people saw it."

"Because I looked in the vicinity of Long'an Temple, some people speculated that it was the Buddha descending to earth or the real dragon emperor being born. As for the sound of the dragon singing later, it was just a rumor. My subordinates thought that the red light might not be related to the basement of Long'an Temple." The array is closely related."

Teng Yu was silent for a long time, his chest was very congested.

Han Qing looked at his face and asked in a low voice: "Master, I found someone who meets the requirements, do you want to send it up?"

Teng Yu looked up at him, asked a few small questions, and finally nodded and said: "Send it, ask him if he has any unfulfilled wishes, and take care of him more in the future."

"The subordinate understands that the man's family is poor. Originally, his parents wanted to sell him as a slave. Hearing that his subordinate was willing to buy it for 100 taels of silver, he wrote a contract of sale on the spot. The man also accepted his fate and only asked his subordinate to protect him. Let her younger sister grow up safely and find a good family to marry."

"Well, let's do it."

"Yes, the subordinate bought her younger sister back on his own initiative, and sent them to be raised in a village in the suburbs of Beijing. It's better than staying in such a family."

Of course Teng Yu did not object to these trivial matters, he stroked the teacup in his hand, the tea was already cold, the cold and greasy touch reminded him of Yin Xu.

That person never seemed to warm up. If it wasn't for his breathing and heartbeat, he would have thought he was sleeping with a dead person in his arms.

Thinking of how he spontaneously burrowed into his arms last night, grabbing him and not letting go, Teng Yu twitched his cheeks, regretting that he didn't kick him out of the bed, his majestic Third Prince was actually used as a bed warmer.