Revlon

Fang Yuwu hoped that Xiaoyue would stand on his side sincerely from the beginning to the end, but he knew it was impossible since Xiaoyue covered Fang Xu and sent the news to Mount Tayu.

Xiaoyue is too affectionate, and he can do this to repay his life-saving grace, not to mention that he still has such attachment to Qi Chen.

In Fang Yuwu's eyes, Xiaoyue only seemed weak, but in fact he was as tough as a pampas grass, as firm as a rock, just like at this moment, he stood under the edge of a knife and still did not show the slightest fear.

But it is Xiaoyue like this, because Qi Chen's words are as fragile as a glazed doll, Fang Yuwu is envious, even jealous. How, he and Xiaoyue's past and fetters were not forced by Fang Yuwu.

Whether it is necessary to separate the two, Xiaoyue has nothing to say.

After a long silence, Fang Yuwu finally waved to Mo Ziwei, signaling him to back down.

The blade was withdrawn from Xiaoyue's eyes, Fang Yuwu walked up the steps and stood beside Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue was very used to Fang Yuwu standing very close to him, and he didn't show any resistance, but he didn't know what to say to Fang Yuwu.

Fang Yuwu approached his ear with a smile, and flicked the folding fan to block their faces.

This action is really intimate. Looking from Mo Ziwei's direction, the two of them only got out of the two heads from behind the folding fan, and Xiaoyue suddenly turned to Fang Yuwu, so...

So, it looks like the two are kissing behind a fan.

But from Fujia's point of view, they only saw the two whispering.

Fang Yuwu told Xiaoyue that he could not enter the Qianqiu Palace, but he had one condition, and that condition was to ask Xiaoyue to hand over Xiaohanyun's complete art of controlling soldiers.

Xiao Hanyun wrote the book in his barracks, and asked Chu Yu to deliver the book to Xiao Yue. How could this matter be hidden from Fang Yuwu's eyes and ears.

Xiao Yue looked at him in shock.

Fang Yuwu's animal eyes, who were close at hand, smiled and said in a low voice: "I could have killed Chu Yu and snatched the book of war directly, but I am different from Qi Chen. I don't want you to be disappointed with me, so I thought about it." I will ask you again when I come back, since you want to separate from me, I have no choice but to speak in advance."

Fang Yuwu is very frank. He has never made any transactions with Xiaoyue. Even though he has faced life and death crises many times, everything the two of them have done around each other is out of willingness and never asked for anything in return. Fang Yuwu offered him an exchange for the first time.

Xiao Hanyun mentioned in his letter to Xiaoyue that Xiaoyue should take this book on the art of controlling soldiers to become the real "Xiao Hanyun", which is a blood book stained with Xiao Hanyun's blood.

Xiaoyue was not ready to live up to this entrustment, but Fang Yuwu actually proposed such a condition.

Seeing Xiaoyue's hesitation, Fang Yuwu twitched his eyebrows slightly, and said in a bargaining tone when buying vegetables: "If not, I'll think of a way to get my kind-hearted nephew from Dali Temple first. Come out, how about it?"

Xiao Yue still looked at him in shock.

Fang Yuwu thinks that the biggest difference between Xiaoyue and Xiaohanyun's appearance is the eyes. Xiaohanyun's eyes are always cold and indifferent, as if any dirty desire can't survive in those pupils, but Xiaoyue is different , Xiaoyue's eyes are peaceful and warm, when he looks at you deeply, even those slender eyelashes are dyed with longing.

It is precisely because of this that Fang Yuwu even feels that Xiaoyue likes him at certain times.

Just like this moment.

Fang Yuwu showed an expression called "enjoyment", and sighed: "I really love your eyes."

"... "

Fang Yuwu got closer and closer, and the scorching breath penetrated into Xiaoyue's ears: "It's like the flowers of hellebore, white and attractive, but full of hallucinogenic poison from root to stamen."

It's too close... Xiaoyue felt Fang Yuwu's lips touched his ear for a moment.

He took a half step back abruptly.

"Hahahaha!" Fang Yuwu put away his folding fan, "I'm just trying to test you a little bit, don't you need to be so nervous?"

A slight resistance appeared on Xiaoyue's face.

He didn't deliberately get nervous, but his body seemed to recognize people, except for Qi Chen, other touches made him feel awkward.

Fang Yuwu laughed a little discouraged, "I really miss the days of Mount Tayu. Once I return to the capital city of Li, Xiaoyue will be my enemy again."

"I..." Xiao Yue hesitated to speak, Fang Yuwu's words pierced his heart impartially, which made him feel sad for a while.

If Xiaoyue had a choice, the last thing he wanted was to become Fang Yuwu's enemy.

Xiaoyue once naively thought of resolving the conflict between him and Qi Chen, but now he is completely awakened,

It turned out that the right to choose was never in his hands, but in their own hands.

But neither of these two people is willing to give up, not even half a step back.

Xiaoyue has nothing to say, his surprise has not completely receded, and his rainbow pupils have been covered with entanglement and sadness.

Although Xiaoyue refused to answer a word in a disrespectful manner, Fang Yuwu didn't mean to blame him at all. He pointed at Huang Tianhoutu with his folding fan, and said helplessly: "Everyone has a heart of intolerance. The world is so big that the only one here Xiaoyue occupies the heart of this marquis, how could this marquis step on your dead body to enter this door."

Fang Yuwu took two steps down the stairs, and Mo Ziwei led the troops to retreat sensiblely, but Fang Yuwu suddenly turned around and said to Xiaoyue, "Xiaoyue, hey, you have to think about it, I'll wait for you."

Fang Yuwu's back was overwhelmed by the guards, and soon disappeared into the compound.

Fu Jia hurriedly pulled Xiao Yue: "Shanqing, you shouldn't protect this old slave like this. This sword has no eyes. What can you do if the injured person is injured?"

"...Mommy, I'm fine." Xiaoyue kept looking at the direction where Fang Yuwu disappeared, watching countless pairs of cast iron boots step on the grassy lawn beyond recognition.

Qi Delong came late, stepped on the bare soil on the grass, and rushed straight to Xiaoyue: "My God... Huhu... Chu Yuzhen is a fucking reckless man, he fights with others when he disagrees, and I got stabbed for nothing , you see that the clothes are all torn, but luckily they were cut on my jade pendant, otherwise... Huh? Didn't you say you were surrounded? Where are people?

"Let's go." Xiao Yue turned and walked into Qianqiu Hall.

Qi Delong squeezed away Fu Jia, and chased after Xiaoyue: "What should we do now? The entire mansion has been looted, is this going to be closed?"

"No!" Xiaoyue pushed Qi Chen's study away, "It's just that most of the halls and pavilions in the palace will be sealed up, anyway, there are not many servants in the palace now, so they can't live in so many houses."

Qi Delong followed Xiaoyue and went straight to the table: "You put it lightly, such a large mansion will become a wilderness jungle within a few days if no one cleans it. By then, snakes, insects, rats and ants will fly around and people can still live in it." !"

Xiaoyue remembers clearly that there is a hidden compartment under the table case, which contains the letters between Qi Chen and officials of various ministries in the court.

Xiao Yue lifted the table curtain with brocade and cloud patterns, got into the belly of the table, and lay on the floor on his back: "If you dislike the palace, you can live in the Hou's palace, or take your belongings to buy a house, and you don't have to follow me."

Qi Delong lay down on the ground, looked at him and said, "Stop talking nonsense, now Qi Chen is in prison, he has such a bad temper and offended so many people, maybe he was kicked out in prison, oh Yo what did you kick my spine for—”

Fu Jia: "How dare you call the lord by his name directly, it's a death penalty!"

"Pretentious!" Qi Delong kicked his legs on the ground angrily, "When is this? I don't know how many people are expecting him to die quickly after he falls. He may not even see the sun tomorrow, and he is still making these hypocrisy." Yes, you ancients are stubborn!"

With a "click", the shadow box inlaid on the back of the table opened, and Xiaoyue touched a stack of thick paper: "Nurse Fujia."

Fu Jia: "The old slave is here."

Xiao Yue: "You sort out the prince's official documents and send them to the supervisory office, and by the way, carefully look for the corner where the prince likes to hide things, to see if there is anything missing."

"it is good."

Xiao Yue: "Professor Qi, help me get the brazier."

……

Xiaoyue found many sealed letters under Qi Chen's table and in the dark cracks of the floor, and also found the list of officials behind Qi Chen behind the "Gui Wei Jue Te" plaque.

Qi Delong threw the letters one by one into the brazier, and Xiaoyue sat cross-legged by the side of the brazier, with the snow-white notebook and the flickering flames reflected in his eyes,

The notebook trembled slightly in Xiaoyue's hands, Xiaoyue finally understood why Qi Chen loved him so much, but still reluctantly used him to fight for the reserve position, a notebook, a full seventeen pages, filled with the names of officials in the DPRK and China, From courtiers of the second rank, down to spies of the tenth rank...

This is what Fang Yuwu is looking for, right?

Qi Delong threw the last letter with the official seal of Shuntian Mansion into the fire, stretched out his hand to take the folder in Xiaoyue's hand, took a closer look, and wowed: "Fuck, can this thing really burn? There are so many Does he remember Qi Chen?"

"Write it down if you can't remember it." Xiao Yue said calmly, "This is the last thing you should keep."

Qi Delong was dumbfounded: "This is solid evidence of colluding with imperial officials, buying officials and accepting bribes. If this list is exposed, not to mention all the people on it will be executed, even if the Supreme Emperor jumps out of the coffin, he will not be able to keep Qi Chen's head. "

Xiao Yue: "Burn it."

Qi Delong threw the booklet into the flames: "Burn it, burn it, anyway, if... I mean, if Qi Chen can survive from the dead, the people above will rush up and continue to hug his thigh, although I hope not. big."

Xiao Yue stared blankly at the brazier, Zhezi gradually bent, turned black, and burned in the bright red flames until it was reduced to ashes.

Xiaoyue felt an inexplicable uneasiness. If Fang Yuwu didn't get what he wanted today, he might not let it go.

What Qi Delong said was right, Qi Chen's situation is gone now, and there are countless people who want to harm him. It is very dangerous for him to be imprisoned in Dali Temple like this.

Qi Delong: "You said how harmful the inheritance of the throne within the family is, and it is still home to the capable in our civilized society. It changes every few years. Where are you going--"

"Look for Mingshuo and enter Dali Temple."

The Xiaoyue people had disappeared, only voices could be heard from outside the open door frame.