After the gloomy cannon fodder was reborn

Xue Fuguang only said that he remembered one thing, but did not say what exactly he remembered.

With his eyes lowered, he turned the pages of the book in his hand slowly and carefully.

Even write and make annotations.

Leaving Mu Jianshu alone, he was restless.

With greed in his eyes, he looked at Xue Fuguang.He was also afraid that his greed would be discovered by Xue Fuguang, so he was always vigilant to restrain his gaze.

The fists beside him clenched even tighter.

"You have been by my side for three? years, when did you start doing this kind of thing?"

The suddenness of his question made Mu Jianshu stunned for a moment: "Forget, forget."

Xue Fuguang tilted his head.

He raised his hand and clapped his palms to Mu Jianshu, "Come closer."

The distance between the two was very close, only a palm away, Xue Fuguang looked up at him.

Mu Jianshu is much taller than Xue Fuguang, and his physique is also much bigger?

Xue Fuguang leaned too close, so that he could smell the slight bitter smell of medicine in his nostrils.

The tension in Mu Jianshu's heart suddenly became strangely calm.

He recalled that in the past, he followed Xue Fuguang like a shadow, and the two had hardly met each other.

At that time, Xue Fuguang had powder and floral fragrance on his body, like the sweet and greasy pastries that children love.He is like a piece of porcelain that can be broken at any time, beautiful, delicate and well-behaved.

It was suddenly one day that it became what it was in front of it.

The sweet and greasy taste has turned into a bitter and astringent medicine, and there is also a stubborn bone hidden under the appearance of porcelain.

Xue Fuguang stared into his eyes: "Did I really forget, or did I pretend to forget?"

Mu Jianshu said: "Really."

Xue Fuguang pursed his thin lips, and stretched out his hand to pick up a corner of the book from the corner of the table behind him: "I believe it. But there is one thing, I am very curious. Since you have such thoughts, how do you know the difference between a man and a man?" What should I do?"

Of course Mu Jianshu knew.

When I was in the Ying Dynasty, what did I do carefully? I have to learn it, just in case.

The bed method is an important way to obtain information.

Of course Xue Fuguang knew what methods to use in the fine work training, but he still found it interesting to see Mu Jianshu's whole body tense again because of this problem.

He used a corner of the book to prop up Mu Jianshu's mask, and ordered: "Take it off."

Mu Jianshu obediently took off his mask.

On the face under the mask, the corners of the lips are tight, the eyelids are drooping, and there is nowhere to look.

It seems that Xue Fuguang is the one who has other plans.

Seeing his behavior, Xue Fuguang was also funny.

No wonder, he didn't think of that aspect at first.

Mu Jianshu's behavior made it difficult for him to become suspicious. If he hadn't accidentally fallen off the cliff, he didn't know how long he would have been kept a secret.

How can anyone, who is clearly out of their own minds, still look like a chaste husband?

It seemed that if he got closer, he would be thinning him.

Xue Fuguang even remembered that when he wanted to take advantage of Mu Jianshu's various actions at first, he really had the intention of teasing Mu Jianshu.

How angry was Xue Fuguang again.

He frowned, and said in a low voice: "I read this book, but I didn't understand it. Please explain it. What is the book? What does it mean?"

The book was thrown on Mu Jianshu's chest.

He caught it, bowed his head and opened it.

It's an atlas for men.

For the first time, cracks appeared on the tense expression on his face, and he looked up to Xue Fuguang in disbelief.

Xue Fuguang raised his eyebrows: "What do you see me doing?? Isn't this something you specialize in?"

Mu Jianshu's voice was hoarse: "My lord, do you really want to hear it?"

Xue Fuguang suddenly heard him change his address, and the smile on the corner of his mouth restrained.

He pulled back the booklet from Mu Jianshu's chest: "That's all. Heh."

When Mu Jianshu came out from Xue Fuguang's room, he bumped into Xiu Jin.

He walked in a hurry, making Shao Jing feel baffled.

After entering the room, he saw the prince before the case, and his expression was not very happy.

There is a thoughtful expression between his brows and eyes.

Shaojing felt that it was getting harder and harder.

Xue Fuguang held back his anger.

He felt that it was a stupid decision for Xu Mu to come back to him after seeing the book.

He even had a dream at night, dreaming that he became Xiu Jin, and was fooled and scrambled by a group of mad dogs like idiots, which hurt the people around him, and the Xue family once again came to a miserable end.

When Xue Fuguang woke up from the dream, his face was extremely gloomy.

It was still dark.

As long as Xue Fuguang thinks about the scene in his dream, it is difficult to close his eyes.

Really crazy.

He clearly wants to use Mu Jianshu to kill people, what have he been doing these days? Stupid things?! ?

He got up, took out the fire book and lit the lamp, brought it to the desk, and wrote down all the things that came in.

Then came to the conclusion: he was influenced by Mu Jianshu.

In other words, it was influenced by the plot.

Xue Fuguang looked at the pitch-black lines on the snow-white paper, and the ink from the nib of the pen stained the cuffs.

The pupils of his eyes were as black as ink, flickering in the flickering candlelight.

He burned the papers one by one to ashes.

While doing all this, Mu Jianshu stayed outside.

he knows.

But Xue Fuguang didn't call for anyone, Mu Jianshu didn't dare to rush in by himself.

He was shielded by the screen, looking at the shadow inside.

Xue Fuguang did not return to the couch, but stood in front of the table until dawn.

Shao Jing enters the door and sees that Xue Fuguang has woken up.

Before he could make a sound, Xue Fuguang ordered calmly: "Send the things on the table to the harem. Let Zhu Jie deliver it."

Zhu Jie is the servant of the Ministry of Rites and a princeling.

The Lord is ordered by the Queen.

But that was in the past.

Ever since Xue Fuguang hid Mu Jianshu and handed Zhu Jie's handle to him, he began to obey Xue Fuguang's orders.

This small matter of passing messages? Let him do it? When.

Shao Jing put the letter into his bosom, turned around and saw Mu Jianshu coming in with water to cleanse Xue Fuguang's face.

Xue Fuguang lowered his eyes, his expression was indifferent: "These things? You don't have to do them in the future, Shao Jing will come. Just stay with me. If there is something, I will tell you."

Shao Jing nodded immediately: "Okay, son. It's just dawn, and the middle of the small kitchen is set up, why don't you lie down again?"

Xue Fuguang asked Shao Jing to fasten his belt: "No need. Let them not have to worry about it, I will go find the princess later."

Shao Jing had no choice but to respond, seeing Mu Jianshu following Xue Fuguang out of the Tingzhu Pavilion together, and hurried to deliver the letter by himself.

Xue Fuguang saw Xue Wanxi and informed him of his arrangements in a letter.

Xue Wanxi thought for a moment, then smiled: "Ah Ru, even you are starting to worry about your sister's marriage?"

Xue Fuguang poured a mouthful of porridge, and shook his head when he heard the words: "Sister, you just need to go, I can get you any one you like, and I'll get it for you. If you don't like any of them, then in the future, I will follow the example of the former palace master and raise a house full of noodles." .”

Xue Wanxi was amused by him.

However, this is the second time Xue Fuguang mentioned this matter.

Xue Wanxi also started to think along with his words.

Why bother, do you have to get married?

She has not been engaged so far, so it may not be that she doesn't want to marry.

Xue Fuguang glanced at Xue Wanxi's expression, and knew that she had listened to what he said.

Why marry.

He wants to protect his sister's glory for the rest of her life, and no one can bully her.

Even if he really wanted to have a nephew for him, it would still be a child of the Xue family and would grow up well under his protection.

Instead of wearing an outsider's surname, even life and death are decided by outsiders.

……

When Zhu Jie delivered the news to the queen's palace, the prince was there.

The empress listened to the report from the palace man beside her, her expression remained the same, and she said in a calm voice: "Concubine Hui is considerate of your sixth brother, and never forgets any opportunity."

The prince frowned: "The marriage of Princess Jingrong? Are you frowning?"

The queen said: "Concubine Hui picked three candidates, planning to push the other two if one fails. Even with Prince Gong's face, it's not good to reject three times in a row. It's a good idea."

The prince is very familiar with his mother.

Now that it's brought up, this matter? It's already made a decision in my heart.

He smiled: "Is there any good way for the queen mother? My son will arrange it."

The queen lowered her eyes, stroking the cat with mandarin duck eyes in her arms: "You take care of the affairs of the previous dynasty? You don't need to intervene in these matters?"

The prince heard the words, no more? Say.

In a few days, Concubine Hui sent someone to invite Xue Wanxi into the palace.

Xue Wanxi had just arrived at the gate of the palace, got off the carriage, and the queen's attendants also arrived, asking Xue Wanxi to come over.

Xue Wanxi smiled and remained calm: "Trouble father-in-law, tell the empress that Jingrong first accepted the appointment of the concubine Hui, and then go to visit the empress later, empress Wanwang don't blame her."

The father-in-law smiled and said: "Where, the princess is polite. Our empress has already communicated with Concubine Hui, and now we are all waiting for the princess. The princess please come with the slaves."

Seeing this, Xue Wanxi nodded.

Then he turned around and said to the inside of the car: "Gong Xuan, you are waiting right here?"

Gong Xuan: "Yes."

Xue Wanxi followed the eunuch through the long palace road.

Along the way, I met many court ladies and eunuchs who bowed their heads and walked hurriedly.

The father-in-law next to him explained with a smile: "There are many rules in this palace, but the empress is a vigorous and decisive person, and it is most important to do things quickly, and I don't like those sour and complicated procedures."

Xue Wanxi bent her lips: "Your Majesty manages the harem well."

How many, so I won't say any more.

The father-in-law saw her expression, words and deeds in his eyes.

Roll up your sleeves.

When Xue Wanxi was brought into the queen's palace, Concubine Hui was already sitting at the head.

Xue Wanxi saluted one by one and was given a seat on the queen's right side.

The queen said: "Wanxi, you have not seen me for a long time, and now you have grown into a big girl."

Xue Wanxi: "The last time Wanxi saw the empress, it was not too long. At the beginning of the year, I saw the empress from afar at the palace banquet, and now the empress is more and more admirable."

The queen's complexion was much softer, revealing a little smile.

Concubine Hui on the side immediately laughed: "The princess has a really good memory. The palace banquet at the beginning of the year, the princess will not be on Double Tenth. In a few months, it will be the princess's birthday? But if you have someone you like, how about Empress Lao is offering a marriage to the princess?"

Princess Jingrong already knew from Xue Fuguang that today's event would happen.

Said: "Not at all. How can Ruyi Langjun be like this? It's easy to find. Fortunately, the father is willing to support Wanxi, but he is not in a hurry to marry."

"Where is it?" Concubine Hui retorted, "A woman's best years are only those few years. The princess is nearly double ten years old, and finding Ruyi Lang is the most important thing. It's a pity that the former princess If you are not here, no one can plan for the princess. If the princess is at ease, how about this palace and the empress being the master for you today?"

Xue Wanxi frowned, looking very demure and gentle: "Then thank you for your hard work. I don't know what your mother is? What's the matter? Talented, let Wanxi pick one or two in his heart."

Concubine Hui: "...This, of course there is." The eagerness in her eyes suddenly sank.

Unexpectedly, Princess Jingrong is also a big hearted person.

He dared to be in this harem, and declared that he wanted to pick and choose.

What is her nephew? Xiao Xiaohuo?

The queen's expression remained unchanged and she said: "I also have the same meaning. Why not invite those talents to play in Fang Juyuan tomorrow, and the princess can also invite some close friends. Which one do you like? Just tell this palace."

Xue Wanxi smiled: "How much? Thank you, Ma'am."

When Xue Wanxi came out of the palace, Gong Xuan stood beside the carriage, waiting for her with arms folded.

As soon as he saw her, he immediately stood up straight, with a bit of joy on his expressionless face: "Princess."

Xue Wanxi took his arm and got into the car: "Go back to the palace."

The fact that the Queen Empress and Concubine Hui are going to hold a poetry meeting for Princess Jingrong in Fangju Garden? It spread throughout the entire imperial city overnight.

Many ladies who are waiting to be married are also moved.

Xue Wanxi was not stingy, and sent invitations to half of the girls.

The next day, early in the morning, crows and magpies kept calling on the branches.

The carriage of the palace was ready.

two.

Xue Wanxi was in the front, Xue Fuguang was in the carriage behind, and went to Fangju Garden together.

Xue Wanxi also laughed at him: "That's right, we will be eighteen next month, and we will reach the crown in two years. We will also be a grown man, and it's time to get married."

Xue Fuguang entered the garden, sat down in a gazebo, looked at the young young lady in the distance through the shade of willow branches, and raised his eyebrows: "That's true. Maybe my sister didn't like it, and she took advantage of me in the end."

Xue Wanxi shook her head helplessly.

Xue Fuguang lifted his robe and straightened the hem of the robe: "Sister, go and have a look. I'll wait and see here. Maybe a handsome lady will knock on the door by herself."

Xue Wanxi didn't bother to move.

This is to deal with.

The two brothers and sisters calmly called the servants in the garden to serve tea and snacks, as well as ice basins and melons and fruits, and leaned leisurely in the gazebo, picking and choosing from the people not far away.

"The young man in the moon-white green pine outer shirt is the first one given to my sister in Huifei Fortress. The second son of the servant of the Ministry of Punishment, he is quite talented."

Xue Wanxi peeled the grapes in his hands: "In terms of talent and fame, no one in the entire Jingguo can match Du Yuanzuo."

Xue Fuguang smiled: "That's true. His reputation is...excellent."

Xue Wanxi suddenly saw a figure: "Isn't that Miss Du?"

Xue Fuguang looked along, and it really was Du Ruqing.

Xue Wanxi covered her lips and smiled: "Could it be that you came to look for Ah Ru?"

Xue Fuguang inserted a piece of watermelon: "No. I am just friends with her, but I am more familiar with her brother."

Xue Wanxi: "Really?"

Du Ruqing also saw the two siblings at the other end, and happily joined the gazebo: "Sister Wanxi."

Xue Wanxi sent someone to bring a futon: "Sit down."

Du Ruqing asked curiously: "I heard that this poem meeting was held to save sister Xi, is it true or not?"

Xue Fuguang sneered and shook his head: "Gag your mouth when you eat, and watch for yourself."

Du Ruqing rolled her eyes.

Those invited young masters searched for Xue Wanxi everywhere.

After discovering that she was here in the gazebo, they began to turn their heads around the gazebo one by one, looking up at the sky or bowing their heads to admire the flowers, and recited a few sour verses.

Watching Du Ruqing was very enjoyable, but it can be regarded as an increase in knowledge.

She curled her lips: "My father usually doesn't allow me to participate in this kind of poetry gathering casually. This is the first time I saw it. It looks very much like the two flower peacocks in my backyard."

Xue Fuguang felt that her description was very vivid.

Staying in this garden, the heat has much less impact on your mood? Look at those people amused.

Mu Jianshu stood by his side, staring at the rare smile on his lips in recent days, his eyes darkened a lot.

When the time was almost up, a few people got up and prepared to go back home.

This marriage? The selection of candidates? That's how it was.

If Concubine Hui wants to intervene again, she has to weigh how the Queen will deal with it.

When Xue Fuguang returned to Tingzhu Pavilion, he was a little tired.

The smile on his face spread.

Shao Jing brought the tonic, and after Xue Fuguang drank it, he asked: "Father... has sent a lot of medicine to the yard recently? Why? Are you drinking it every day?"

He unbuttoned his outer shirt with drooping eyebrows and eyes: "There is no need to decoct medicine every day, and the deficiency will not be replenished. Drinking too much may not be a good thing?"

Shao Jing hurriedly said: "Don't worry, my son, I asked the doctor to see this, I can bear it, and after a while, I won't have to drink so much."

Xue Fuguang raised his eyes suddenly: "What? When the doctor sees it, why don't I know?"

Shao Jing turned to look at Mu Jianshu next to Xue Fuguang, only to find that he was staring at him coldly, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he thought: It's over.

Xue Fuguang lowered his eyes, his forehead was throbbing slightly, and his voice became colder by three minutes: "Shao Jing, you don't need to report to me when you listen to other people's orders?"

Shao Jing immediately panicked: "Your Majesty, this servant is wrong! It was the doctor Qu Wu invited to check your pulse while you were asleep. These days you drink some tonic, and he secretly came here outside!"

Xue Fuguang's forehead was throbbing with blue veins, and he felt like things were slowly getting out of control, which made him very irritable, and it was almost difficult to suppress his emotions.

Shao Jing is absolutely loyal to him, he is very clear about this.

The problem lies with Mu Jianshu.

Xue Fuguang turned around with his back on the table, facing Shao Jing, and exhaled slowly: "Forget it, remember it in the future. You go out first."

He closed his eyes, grabbed the edge of the table with his fingers, and said in a low voice, "Don't come in without my order."

"Yes." Shao Jing hurriedly withdrew.

Then he scolded Qu Wu thousands of times in his heart.

This matter? What exactly are you doing without telling the master?Well now, the master is really angry.

Shao Jing backed away and closed the door.

Immediately there were only Mu Jianshu and Xue Fuguang left in the room.

Xue Fuguang turned around, looked at Mu Jianshu, his eyes were cold: "When will it start, things around me? You make the decision, you don't need to ask me?"

"You and I, who is the master and who is the servant?"

Mu Jianshu raised his hand? He untied the rope behind the mask, revealing his face.

Xue Fuguang looked at his face, and his anger grew stronger: "When will I allow you to take off the mask?"

Before he finished speaking, he was shrouded in shadows.

Breath is grabbed.

Xue Fuguang's eyes widened in astonishment, and then he immediately opened his mouth to kill the lifeless bastard in front of him.

But Mu Jianshu held his waist tightly and put one hand on the back of his head, making it impossible for him to break free.

The smell of blood quickly filled the mouth.

Mu Jianshu's eyes were bloodshot, and his attitude was fierce, as if he wanted to eat people.

Xue Fuguang didn't say much? Give in, it's just resistance.

He couldn't push Mu Jianshu away, so he pinched his neck instead.

But Mu Jianshu let go of him soon.

A piece of skin was bitten off the corner of the lip, and blood was oozing.

He took out the jade hairpin from his pocket and handed it to Xue Fuguang.

His voice was as hoarse as sand and gravel: "The prince said, if the subordinates decide what they want, and exchange it with this hairpin, can it be counted?"

He said: "At the beginning, the subordinate said that there was no plot, it was all a lie. Now the prince should know, what is the subordinate planning?"

"The prince wants to make a knife out of his subordinates, and exchange it with himself, is the prince willing?"

The hairpin poked directly under Xue Fuguang's eyes, as if mocking him for everything since his rebirth, thinking that everything was under control.

The strong smell of blood in the mouth is disgusting.

Xue Fuguang grabbed the hairpin and smashed it hard to the ground, it was torn apart and smashed into pieces.

Xue Fuguang started, grabbed Mu Jianshu's collar, and cursed like weeping: "Trash?!"

What? An idiot who can't even do it!

The dazed thing that can only be driven by the plot, and has no sense of it!

He grabbed Mu Jianshu, tore off his belt and his own, and knocked him down.

Xue Fuguang was a little dizzy.

Countless emotions piled up in one place.

He felt as if he had made things worse, but he didn't know how else he could make things better.

Then the sky turned around and the direction was changed.

Xue Fuguang looked at Mu Jianshu's red eyes through the misty water vapor, and cursed intermittently in a low voice: "Idiot."

Where is like him.

If you really like it, how can there be future things in the last life?

With his character, would he be indifferent to seeing Xue's family being copied?Will watch him fall into the abyss step by step, doing nothing?

It's just that it just came out of this life.

Want to take advantage of this? Let him pay the price for Xiu Jin.

Even if it was punishment, he would have Xiu Jin and the crown prince die.

In any case, nothing will change.

……

Xue Fuguang grabbed the bed curtain.

As if he couldn't breathe, tears kept overflowing from the corners of his eyes, rolled out of the eye sockets, flew down in a flash, hit the mattress, and fainted a trace.

His body has been cold all year round, but now it seems to be thrown into a furnace, trying to turn him into ashes.

Mu Jianshu arched his back, hugged him, and kept kissing the tears from the corners of his eyes: "My lord."

He was greedy, and finally called out that affectionate name when Xue Fuguang was awake: "Ah Ru."

He was annoyed, and at the same time ecstatically satisfied, the two emotions almost tore him in two.He can only keep telling Xue Fuguang that he really loves him very much, and he is willing to do anything for him.

……

Xue Fuguang was in a state of confusion, feeling that he was being hugged and put into the water.

His whole body ached, as if he had rolled down a cliff again.

There was a voice next to his ear, calling him tirelessly: "Ah Ru."

When I woke up again, it was dark.

Xue Fuguang's throat felt like it was on fire.

As soon as he opened his eyes, someone immediately supported his back, hugged him in his arms and stood up. The water glass was brought to his lips, and he could drink it with his head bowed.

After Xue Fuguang drank a whole glass of water, he was slow for a while before his drowsy and aching head responded.

He asked hoarsely, "When is it?"

The tension in Mu Jianshu's voice could hardly be concealed: "You hour on the second day."

He slept all day.

Mu Jianshu said with a hoarse voice, "Yesterday..."

Xue Fuguang said lightly: "Are you satisfied?"

Mu Jianshu was stunned.

Xue Fuguang asked him again: "Not satisfied?"

Mu Jianshu hurriedly explained: "It's not..."

Xue Fuguang said lightly: "As long as you are satisfied. It's a deal between you and me. It was my promise at the beginning, what do you want? Anything is fine."

Mu Jianshu was dumbfounded.

The panic in his heart was a little bit stronger, and there was an illusion that something was about to slip out of his hands.

Xue Fuguang spoke again, interrupting his emotions: "I'm hungry, let the small kitchen prepare meals. Dress me."

Mu Jianshu was slightly startled: "Yes."

A few days later, the Sixth Prince received a letter from Xue Fuguang.

It is recorded in the letter that Feng Wenhua did it under the hands of the prince.

Especially with regard to Xiu Jin, it is a good time to use it to attack the princelings.

The sixth prince was overjoyed, and immediately sent someone to start a process, sending evidence and documents to the emperor's dragon case.

In the Crown Prince's womb, the subordinates who went to Dingzhou to search for the traces of Xiu Jin and Feng Wenhua also returned to the East Palace, and sent a thick stack of papers of all sizes into the hands of the Crown Prince.

The prince flipped through it, and his expression became more and more ugly.

After a while, the voice was serious: "Go, bring Feng Wenhua."

When Feng Wenhua entered the palace, seeing the prince's face, he secretly thought it was bad.

Sure enough, the next moment, the prince struck with his sword.

Feng Wenhua couldn't dodge in time, he raised his hand to block, blood splashed everywhere!

One of his arms was cut off by the prince.

The maid in the palace screamed in fright, covered her mouth in haste, and fell limply to the ground.

The prince sneered: "Mr. Feng, do you think it's interesting to fool me?"

Feng Wenhua clutched his arms, his face was pale. "This subordinate doesn't understand His Highness's intentions. This subordinate is loyal to His Highness and has no second thoughts."

The prince laughed loudly: "Never mind!? You said that the last time you and Xiaojin met was in Dingzhou many years ago. However, the information I found in my hand said that a few months ago, Xiaojin was hidden by you in Dingfeng Village."

Feng Wenhua didn't expect such news to leak out, and refused to admit it: "There is absolutely no falsehood in what this subordinate said. Your Highness doesn't believe in your subordinates, so don't you believe in Mr. Xiujin? The slanderous words of those who have a heart, let His Highness treat you It doesn't matter if the subordinate becomes suspicious, if you hurt the friendship with Mr. Xiujin, isn't Your Highness afraid of regretting it in the future?"

There was a layer of frost on the prince's face: "I killed you, what hinders the friendship with Xiaojin!? You think too much of you!"

"Come here! Drag out the things of this criminal, hang them to death, and hang them on the palace wall to emulate you!"

The guards in the palace stopped Feng Wenhua from speaking, covered his mouth, and dragged him out.

Bloody all the way.

Not long after he was dragged out, people from Qinzheng Hall suddenly came with an imperial decree, announcing him to see the emperor.

The prince's complexion became more and more ugly, knowing that this time, he might be punished by the sixth prince and fall into his hands.

He tilted his head: "Go to the empress's place." The little eunuch nodded hastily.

The prince said to the eunuch who announced the decree: "Wait a moment, I have dealt with a slave, and his body is covered with blood. Change into clothes, so as not to collide with the dragon body of the father."

The eunuch smiled brightly: "Your Highness, please hurry up. Your Majesty is angry."

The prince nodded: "Thank you, Eunuch."

The prince changed his clothes and entered the Palace of Qinzheng.

Before he could say anything, an inkstone was thrown at him.

The clean clothes just changed were immediately stained with ink.

From the collar down, it infected the chest.

The emperor yelled: "Kneel down!"

The prince didn't say anything, and knelt down with a plop: "I don't know what the son did when he came in, and called the father so angry. The son knows his mistake, and I hope the father will give the son a chance to reform!"

The emperor's anger did not extinguish but rose: "You know your mistake!? I see that you think you are right! If I want to kill that little eunuch, you will secretly search for protection. At that time, do you still plan to kill my people?" , rebelled for this little eunuch!?"

The prince immediately understood that it was Feng Wenhua's good deed.

He knelt on the ground and knocked his head three times: "This time, there is absolutely no permission from my minister! It is a servant in the palace who made his own way. Before my minister came, he had ordered someone to kill him and hang him. Warning on the palace wall, lest any more bold slaves follow suit! Father, please trust me!"

The emperor took a breath, and the eunuch beside him hurriedly served tea to let him take a breath.

Then the emperor continued: "Okay, okay! I will trust you again... for the last time! Since you said that you have hanged someone, order your people to bring up the body of the hanged servant!"

The prince knelt on the ground, not daring to get up, and signaled his personal eunuch to bring someone back to the East Palace.

However, he knelt on the ground and waited for a long time, his legs were numb, and the little eunuch hurried back.

Before he could stand still, he said in his mouth: "Your Majesty, Your Highness, it's not good! That corpse! The corpse hanging on the wall is gone!"

The prince's face suddenly turned pale, and his back shrank.

It is indeed over.

Some people have figured out a perfect plan and waited here early.

Someone announced outside the door: "The empress is here."

The prince couldn't be happy, instead he bent down and lowered his head.

This time his mother came later, so it doesn't matter?

It might even add fuel to the fire.

Sure enough, the emperor was even more annoyed.

"If you can't get the hanged slave out, it turns out that you are looking for your mother. Well, well, I really raised a good prince."

The queen hadn't figured out the situation yet: "Your Majesty, what's the matter?..."

The emperor yelled: "Shut up! Come here, press the prince down and lock him into the East Palace! You can't leave the East Palace even half a step without my will!"

That's not enough, the emperor paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and said: "I will pass on my order again, and I will order to search Xiujin. Whoever sees him will be killed on the spot! Bring his head, and I will reward him with ten thousand taels of gold!"

The prince suddenly leaned over and grabbed the emperor's dragon robe: "Father! It's my son who insisted on going his own way! What did you do to repair the brocade? You didn't miss it! How could the father disregard the lives of innocent people! Father!"

The emperor brushed his hand away, and sneered: "He has misunderstood the prince's mind, and the prince is incompetent and incompetent, and has done harm to the country, how innocent!? If you want to blame, I will blame you for not being able to distinguish between great cause and small love! Yes You killed him!"

"Take it back to the East Palace and lock it up!"

The prince roared: "Father! Don't? Kill Xiujin! Father!"

In Concubine Hui's palace, the sixth prince listened to the little eunuch vividly explaining the scene in front of the Qinzheng Palace, looked at Concubine Hui, bowed his head and smiled.

I feel very happy.

This time, it will not be so easy for the prince to get out of the East Palace.

What's more, this period of time is enough for them to do many things.

Concubine Hui sighed: "Unfortunately, Princess Jingrong's marriage was disturbed by the queen."

The sixth prince was thoughtful: "I heard that of course Xue Fuguang also went. His sister's marriage? If he has an idea, he should have a way to solve it. Mother and concubine should not worry about this in the future, lest it will be self-defeating."

Concubine Hui nodded: "Yes."

She thought about it, and asked: "Then Xue Fuguang is really scheming. When he sent someone to deliver the letter to you, he probably had already predicted this result. It's just that the body of the man hanged by the crown prince can still disappear from the palace wall. It's also weird."

In the uterus, manpower? It shouldn't be like this? Evacuation is the right thing to do.

The sixth prince was thoughtful: "I'm afraid he would have expected that day when he gave Feng Wenhua to me and told me to send me into the hands of the prince."

Maybe, sooner.

He didn't forget that Feng Wenhua was brought back from Dingzhou by Xue Fuguang.

Prior to this, Xue Fuguang insisted on going to Dingzhou.With his temperament, there must be some conspiracy.

Unfortunately, he couldn't guess what Xue Fuguang was plotting.

Except, do you want something to happen to the crown prince?

……

Xue Fuguang looked at Feng Wenhua, who was missing an arm, with no fluctuation in his expression.

He lowered his eyes and saw the doctor wrap up his wound to stop the bleeding, and then stared at the man pouring the soup into his mouth.

Make sure that his life is hanging and he will not die, so he left the yard.

Xue Hongwen stood outside.

Xue Fuguang said to him in a low voice: "Slash his face, and hide in the suburbs of Beijing first."

Xue Hongwen frowned: "What else do you have? Plan?"

Xue Fuguang said: "He will still be useful in the future."

Seeing that Xue Fuguang is no longer there? Said, Xue Hongwen lowered his eyes to indicate that he knew, turned around and left the yard with him.

After getting into the carriage, several servants and subordinates stayed in the other carriage, only Xue Hongwen and Xue Fuguang remained in the carriage.

The eldest brother said: "Father has old friends in Mobei."

Xue Fuguang suddenly raised his eyes.

Xue Hongwen continued: "When the Xiu family negotiated peace two years ago, they reached a deal with me. Father is already making preparations."

Xue Fuguang's heart suddenly tightened.

No wonder there has been nothing all these days? I saw my father and elder brother.

He raised his hand to grab Xue Hongwen's sleeve, his voice choked slightly: "Brother, you don't need to..."

Xue Hongwen straightened his crooked hairband, and his voice slowed down: "Brother and father are here, what are you going to do? Let go? Do it. The family will help you. No matter what the reason is?"

Xue Hongwen continued to caress the top of his head: "You don't need to have any psychological burden. The border war is inevitable. The Ming family is mediocre and incompetent. If you do better, then everything you do is right."

He paused for a moment and said, "If you can't, there are also father and elder brother..."

Xue Fuguang choked up and said: "I can."

He said, "What the Ming family can't do, I can do."

He will be a good king for thousands of years.

He wants to protect the Xue family.

It is also necessary to protect the homes of thousands of people in the world.

The prince's confinement to the East Palace again is a major event that the imperial city has been discussing for a long time?

The scene of the prince screaming in the Qinzheng Palace soon spread from the palace to the streets and alleys, and the mouths of storytellers in teahouses.

The people are not only curious.

"Then what exactly does Xiujin have to grow into? What does it look like? Has the prince's soul been taken away?"

"Tsk, doesn't this look better than the oiran of Fengyuelou?"

"What do you know? It must be that Xiu Jin used the demon method, otherwise the former sage His Royal Highness the Crown Prince will become what he is today?"

"Hey, we plain-headed ordinary people, how can we care about this. I only worry about whether the ten thousand taels of gold is real or not."

"Really, I came here just now and saw the reward on the notice board."

"A head is ten thousand taels of gold. This is much more valuable than the heads of the Xiu clan in Bianguan!"

The streets are full of such discussions.

Sitting in the carriage, Du Ru'an listened to the discussions of people on both sides on the way back to the auxiliary mansion.

Eyes gloomy.

When he got home, Mrs. Du called him to have dinner together.

Du Ru'an changed his official uniform, and before he left the yard, his father entered the door and frowned: "Please tell me honestly, is Xiu Jin hiding here?"

Du Ru'an lowered his eyebrows: "Father, I..."

Du Chengfeng interrupted him: "Don't call me daddy! What do I say now? You don't want to listen, do you? Let me beg you, think about your mother, think about your sister! If you are involved How are you treating them!"

Du Chengfeng said: "You are smart since you were young, and I have never helped you much or little. But? What are you doing now? You just lost your head? Do you really not value your future and life at all?"

"If you can still remember the friendship between your mother and your sister, then hand it over as soon as possible! So as not to affect the whole family in the future!"

He flicked his sleeves and left.

Du Ru'an was left standing still in place.

Du Ru'an turned his head and looked in the direction of the dark room.

Now Xiu Jin should be waiting for him to see him.

Du Ru'an also thought he was smart.

Even a little bit? Conceited.

But now, his beloved is already by his side.

Not only could he not be allowed to stand upright in front of others, but he could not be kept.

What? Clever, ridiculous? Laugh.

He turned around, went back to his study, and wrote.

After getting Xiu Jin from Xue Fuguang, he took the initiative to ask him for help for the first time.

The meal was tasteless.

It wasn't until he returned to the study, when Xue Fuguang's reply letter was already quietly lying on his desk, that there was some light in his eyes.

He held the candle to his hand, opened the envelope, pondered over the methods and words written by Xue Fuguang, wrote them down one by one, and lit it on fire.

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