Revlon

Xiao Yue took a sip hesitantly: "Master Hou, why are you here?"

Fang Yuwu turned his head, and the sunset fell into his eyes: "I'm here to congratulate you, don't you welcome me?"

Probably because of the light, Xiaoyue couldn't find the familiar sharpness in his eyes.

Xiao Yue lowered his eyes, stepped on the broken tiles at his feet, and said: "Where did the joy come from, the prince was impulsive, he will figure it out."

"Are you happy?" Fang Yuwu asked suddenly.

Xiao Yue raised his eyes abruptly: "..."

Fang Yuwu shook the jug in his hand, and his eyes fell on the horizon: "Qi Chen, regardless of the face of the royal family and the senior ministers of the court, will also rectify your status. Are you happy?"

"Then are you happy?" Xiao Yue asked back.

Fang Yuwu's gaze froze for a moment, but he quickly returned to idleness, and he glanced at Xiaoyue with the corners of his eyebrows raised.

The eyes were ambiguous, as if he was unwilling to answer, but also as if he was curious why Xiaoyue asked this question.

Xiaoyue took a sip of sake, and the wet lips reflected the gleam: "Qi Chen's doing this, the princes and ministers of the court will definitely favor your side, one step closer to the reserve position, are you happy?"

Fang Yuwu was stunned for a moment, then smiled to himself: "I thought you were asking to know that you were with Qi Chen, and I was not happy."

"Master Hou, you are digressing." Xiao Yue looked at the flying swallows flying across the sky.

"You got off topic." Fang Yuwu leaned towards Xiaoyue, but didn't touch his shoulder, "I've heard a lot about you these days, if you didn't do it voluntarily, I can take you away this time , what Qi Chen can give you can also be given to you."

It was not the first time Xiaoyue had heard such words, he held the flagon and said calmly, "I did it voluntarily."

"Really?" Fang Yuwu chuckled, "Why are you still so sad when you volunteer? Do you want to return all the rewards?"

? ?

Xiao Yue was a little surprised, he just returned the reward to the treasury, how could Fang Yuwu's news be so well-informed?

Fang Yuwu shrugged, and said: "I have the eyeliner sent by Qi Chen in the Marquis' Mansion, so of course I have my eyeliner in the Prince Xin's Mansion."

eyeliner?Xiao Yue's heart sank slightly: "Then you have everything about me and Qi Chen..."

"I know everything." Fang Yuwu didn't look at him, he could hear the faint embarrassment in Xiaoyue's slightly tense voice, he didn't want to stare at him, but he put it in the corner of his eyes.

Fang Yuwu also wanted to tell him that he was bullied by Qi Chen that day, and he almost went to the Xin Palace to take him away, but he held back because he couldn't find a reason.

Fang Yuwu didn't have any reason to worry about him, and of course, Qin Taishi and Situ Taibao's dissuasion was also one of the reasons.

After a brief silence, Xiaoyue sighed softly against the fiery red clouds: "Fang Houye... Thank you."

"Thank me for what?" Fang Yuwu threw down the hair that was blown in the wind behind him, raised his head and took a sip of wine.

"Thank you for saving me," Xiao Yue said, "Thank you for saving the prince, too."

Fang Yuwu suddenly laughed.

Thank him for saving Qi Chen?

He never thought of saving Qi Chen, Xiao Yue was the only one he wanted to save from the beginning to the end, that day when he walked out of the cave with Xiao Yue in his arms, he wished he could chop up the snake and let Qi Chen die cleanly.It's just that Xiaoyue was trapped in his arms at that time, so weak that he had only one breath left, but he still clutched his pocket tightly, as if Fang Yuwu would die on the spot if he took it away.

He can't bear it, that's all.

Fang Yuwu was silent for a moment, and looked at Xiaoyue playfully: "Are you very moved? Then you go with me?"

Xiaoyue met his gaze lightly, and his eyes were filled with the golden brilliance of the setting sun.

Fang Yuwu: "Let's go now."

As before, Xiaoyue still shook his head, calm but determined.

Fang Yuwu smiled, he was not surprised, so he was not disappointed.

Xiao Yue asked, "Master Hou, why are you looking for me today?"

He didn't think Fang Yuwu was here to take him away.

Fang Yuwu shook the jug lightly, and the red tassels on the neck of the bottle swayed accordingly: "Can I ask you to drink?"

Xiao Yue hesitated for a moment, it was not impossible, it was just...

"Are you afraid that Qi Chen will be unhappy?"

"... "

Fang Yuwu's animal pupils are really scary, and Xiaoyue has been seen through by him.

"So..." Fang Yuwu looked into Xiaoyue's eyes, with a gentleness that Xiaoyue was no stranger to, "Is it because of me that Qi Chen bullied you a few days ago?"

Xiao Yue nodded first, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and quickly shook his head: "It's my fault, I made the prince angry, and it has nothing to do with you."

"That's good," Fang Yuwu faintly lost, and took a kit from his arms, "If he treats you badly someday, you can still ask me for help at any time."

Xiao Yue took the kit, opened it, and found a piece of folded rice paper inside.

He raised his face, his eyes full of doubts.

Fang Yuwu said: "There is a name on it, which is the eyeliner that I planted in the palace."

He could pause for a while as he spoke, observing Xiaoyue's first reaction.

But Xiaoyue's eyes flickered slightly.

Shouldn't the identity of the eyeliner be top secret?Why does Fang Yuwu... believe him so much?

Fang Yuwu continued: "When you need me, go to him. I will definitely come even if I am in the sky."

Xiaoyue clutched the kit, he had never felt that a piece of paper weighed so heavily on his heart, making him frown unconsciously, he opened his mouth, and after a while, he finally spit out the words stuck in his throat come out.

"Master Fang, you don't have to treat me like this."

He said.

Fang Yuwu just looked at him with a smile, without saying anything, his eyes fell on Xiaoyue's chest inadvertently.

The thing Xiaoyue hid in his bosom showed a red corner.

"What is this?" Fang Yuwu asked.

Xiao Yue glanced down, took it out, and handed it to Fang Yuwu: "This is for you."

Fang Yuwu looked at the red scroll in Xiaoyue's hand, took it hesitantly, opened it, the light in his eyes froze for a moment, and looked at Xiaoyue almost in surprise.

"One of the volumes of the Xiao family's art of controlling soldiers." Xiao Yue said.

Fang Yuwu still looked at him.

Xiao Yue lowered his eyes and added: "This is a gift, thank you for saving your life."

He guessed it was Fang Yuwu just now in the room, so he took it with him.

After a long time, Fang Yuwu lowered his eyes from the shock: "The art of controlling soldiers is the secret method of your Xiao family, why give it to me?"

Xiao Yue asked back: "Isn't this what you want?"

yes.This is what Fang Yuwu wanted.But when Xiaoyue handed over such a secret treasure to him with his own hands, he couldn't find the slightest sense of reality.

Xiaoyue also imitated Fang Yuwu, touching the pot with him on his own, Fang Yuwu almost took a sip, he was looking at Xiaoyue, but Xiaoyue was looking at the sunset and clouds.

Xiaoyue's Adam's apple moved up and down, and the corner of his mouth was stained with wine: "I know you have doubts in your heart, but this gift has already been handed over to you, do you believe it or not..."

"I believe." Fang Yuwu interrupted him, "I believe you."

Xiaoyue didn't dare to take what Fang Yuwu said seriously, but Xiaoyue believed this sentence alone.

Fang Yuwu even told him about his inside information, so he must have believed him, so Xiaoyue has no reason not to believe him.

Xiaoyue was about to speak, but he heard Fang Yuwu say: "Xiaoyue, I will definitely believe what you said, but I have a little doubt, please ask General Xiao to clarify."

Xiao Yue listened with all ears.

Fang Yuwu's eyes were serious: "This Marquis and Qi Chen are in a dispute for the reserve position. If he succeeds to the throne in Japan, he will be the first to eradicate this Prince Xin's Mansion. Do you know the stakes in this?"

Xiao Yue nodded.

How could he not know that Xiaoyue also suspected Qi Chen's intentions for this move, but Chu Yu said that the formation recorded in the red scroll is indeed the art of controlling soldiers, and Qi Chen's behavior in the past two days was really deviant. Unlike people who care about storage.

So Xiaoyue boldly speculated about Qi Chen's thoughts - he wanted to use the art of controlling soldiers to reach a settlement with Fang Yuwu in exchange for peace in the next life of Prince Xin's Mansion?

But Qi Chen specifically told Xiao Yue to send it in his own name... Xiao Yue knew it was naive to think so, but he couldn't think of any other reason except that Qi Chen wanted to spend the rest of his life with him.

"Fanghouye," Xiaoyue just called him indifferently, "If the lord handed over the throne, would you still want to eradicate Xinwangfu?"

"Yes." Fang Yuwu did not hesitate.

Xiaoyue: "..."

Fang Yuwu no longer looked at Xiaoyue, but looked at the distant mountains, the sun was shining for thousands of miles, the mountains and forests were slightly green, the wind blew the hair on his temples and flapped the corners of his clothes.

The smile disappeared from Fang Yuwu's face, but his voice became calmer and softer: "Look, this is the king's sky and the king's mountain. Every time a generation of kings ages, the three-foot dragon chair looks like this. The sky is full of clouds and blood, and the blood is brilliant. Since ancient times, the kings of any dynasty did not kill their blood relatives and the remaining party was able to secure the throne."

Xiaoyue: "..."

Fang Yuwu glanced at the people beside him calmly, and said with a sigh: "Fool, don't look at me like that. If Qi Chen succeeds to the throne, this is also my fate."

"But my lord..."

Xiaoyue's voice froze, Fang Yuwu didn't answer immediately, and after waiting for a long time, he didn't get Xiaoyue's next words.

So he asked amusedly: "You don't really think that Qi Chen will give up the throne for you, do you?"

Xiao Yue stared at him fixedly, his eyelashes trembling slightly.

"The Eastern Palace is more dangerous than the Tai Chi Palace, and the crown prince is more difficult than the emperor. The succession of a crown prince requires the blood of countless courtiers. No one can leave the stage halfway," Fang Yuwu tapped the wine with his white fingers. Hu, "So Qi Chen and I must die."

Life and death in Fang Yuwu's mouth is like the breeze on the lakeside, blowing without a trace, Xiaoyue heard it in his ears and choked in his heart.

Xiaoyue opened his mouth, his throat felt uncomfortable: "No... I won't let him kill you..."

"Xiaoyue." In the golden sunset, Fang Yuwu raised his chin slightly, closed his eyes and listened to the wind, "If one day, Qi Chen and I had to kill each other, who would you want to live?"

Xiaoyue: "..."

Silence is the most direct answer. Fang Yuwu couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Xiaoyue with a smile: "You keep the kit, no matter what your position is, I will never break my promise to you."

As he spoke, he got up, brushed off the dust that didn't exist on his body, and turned to face the wind and leave.

Xiao Yue suddenly got up and said, "Master Fang!"

Fang Yuwu stopped three feet away.

Xiao Yue looked at his back: "Why are you so nice to me?"

If Fang Yuwu's flirting with him all this time was just to take advantage of him, then now that Xiaoyue's heart has been given to Qi Chen, he doesn't need to waste such thoughts.

Fang Yuwu didn't turn around, but Xiaoyue heard his smile soaked in the wind.

"Back in Yuegou City, Qi Chen was not the only one who saw you."

Fang Yuwu said so.

Xiaoyue: "..."

Fang Yuwu jumped and quickly disappeared between the roof tiles.

The setting sun was like blood, and the afterglow burned the sky red. Xiaoyue stood in the wind for a long time, looking at the direction where the person disappeared, with a lot of thoughts in his heart, as if some bad premonition settled in the bottom of his heart, making him unable to breathe gas.

Xiaoyue couldn't calm down the uneasiness in his heart for a while, and he couldn't integrate the messy threads, but suddenly he had a strong intuition-it might be wrong to give the red scroll to Fang Yuwu.

But I couldn't tell what was wrong.