The morning sun spills from the clouds to the world, sweeping away the cold of the autumn night with a warm light. My consciousness was stirred by a ray of sunlight, and I walked out of my sleep.

It's been so long on this plane that everything feels like a dream. The moment I opened my eyes, I was told again that everything was real.

The physical pain has been relieved a lot, and I no longer have to worry about my physical injuries. The long-standing heaviness in my chest has faded a lot. I even felt a kind of comfort from the warm sun, and here I have to admire the medical skills of the Governor Lan Muxi.

I was also very curious, could it be that the envoys were all multi-faceted, with special skills and a wide range of knowledge.

I sat up from the bed and picked up the PHS next to me. The development of electronic products in this time and space is really slow, and touchscreen smartphones are a completely new field here. Even the "PHS" I am holding in my hand was imported from abroad by Jin Yu who had booked me for a long time.

I called Haixun's phone, and it rang for about a minute, and finally a female voice came.

"Childe, are you awake?" It was actually Jin Yu's voice, I was dumbfounded first, looked down for a moment, and made sure I didn't make the wrong call.

Jin Yu, Jin Yu, I dialed the landline in Haixun's room, you have to be reserved for a girl, how did you run to someone else's room early in the morning? I have a lot of ideals in my heart to talk to Jin Yu, but in the end I only held back one sentence:

"Where are you?"

"Haixun Gongzi is talking to Lord Lan Muxi, and Zhang Mubai Gongzi and I are waiting here. "Jin Yu replied to me.

Talking not in the hall and running to someone's room? I really feel that my mentality towards Jin Yu is already the mentality of being a father. I always seem to be thinking in my heart, girl, you have to be reserved, you have to be reserved, you have to be reserved.

"Childe, I'll help you change your clothes now. Jin Yu said again.

Twenty minutes later, I got dressed, and I knew from my conversation with Jin Yu that after my surgery, Ma Teng had been tinkering with medicine in his room, saying that it was to prove the feasibility of his treatment. With Jin Yu's support, I walked to the place where Haixun and they were talking, and then finally knew why they were talking in this place.

Haixun's room has completely changed, the previous bed has been removed, and the ancient paintings on the walls have also been removed. All that's left here is a huge tea table. And Lan Muxi and Haixun were sitting opposite each other on the tea table, and the tea washed by Qingquan was placed in front of them, reflecting their expressions.

Everyone got up and signaled when they saw me coming, but only Mulan Xi was still sitting in her seat, holding the tea in her hand, as if she hadn't noticed my arrival.

"Childe, sit down. Zhang Mubai vacated his place. I was helped by Jin Yu to walk over and sit down, keeping my eyes on Lan Muxi's body.

"Haixun, why did your room become a tea room. I asked Haixun on the side.

"The envoy likes to drink tea, and says that my room is transparent from north to south, and he wants to make it his tea room. I agreed. Haixun scratched his head on the side, and there was no displeasure on his face. I didn't say anything. I looked at Lan Muxi, this guy still looked extremely indifferent.

"Thank you for the life-saving grace of the Governor. ”

"I didn't save you, your life is still not guaranteed, if you want to live, go to the imperial doctor yourself. His tone was flat, as if he were talking about a trivial matter, rather than a major event concerning my life.

Regarding his attitude, I could only nod helplessly, pick up the tea in front of me, and wait for his words later. I know that this guy is definitely going to make trouble for me when he comes here, and everything is just foreshadowing now. Sure enough, he saw that my physical condition had improved a lot, put down the tea in his hand, and began to talk about the purpose of this visit:

"Fuchati, all the younger generation of the family must not be violated, today I am the messenger of Fucha, and I ask you Fucha Inuo, can you be guilty?"

I didn't speak, just stared straight at him.

I don't know if he was because I didn't reply, or if I was upset that I was looking at him like that. His next words carried a little reproach: "This matter has been decided by the Fucha family, even if you deny it, it is meaningless, unless you can come up with evidence." After he said this, he seemed to be sure that I couldn't produce evidence, and he didn't even give me a chance to speak, and went on directly.

"Now you have two choices, one is to go back to Fucha's house with me to confess your guilt and accept the family's punishment. The second is that you give up competing for the Fucha family, the seat of power, and you can enjoy glory in the future, and you are not allowed to participate in political affairs. This will also forgive you. When he finished speaking, he picked up the tea in front of him and began to savor it one by one.

I was silent for a moment and asked my question:

"I don't know which brother set the second condition for me. "Just kidding, this second condition is clearly the purpose of some people, so naked in front of me, I don't know whether to say that it is simple or naïve. Even if you want to disqualify me from running for a seat, you can't calculate it so obviously.

Lan Muxi glanced at me, and spat out a sentence:

"Your brother, Fucha Nochen. "Actually, I just asked casually, and I didn't think he would say it. But this Lan Muxi surprised me, and without the slightest hesitation, he told me the name of the calculator. Do you think that even if I tell me, I am not a threat to him?

I didn't need any of the tricks I was going to use. Because this Lan Muxi is so frank that people don't know how to evaluate it. From the enemy's point of view, I can only say that Lan Muxi is really good.

"What is your choice?" Lan Muxi began to urge me to answer the question. I signaled to Haixun under the table, and it wasn't until Haixun patted my leg and gave me an affirmative response that I said what I said.

"I don't choose because I didn't go against Fuchati. As soon as I said this, I felt that Lan Muxi's face changed. Soon, the big gift we prepared for Lan Muxi will start to come in handy.

"What do you mean?" Lan Muxi pressed the teacup on the table, and the tea splashed out of the cup, dripping the leaves in front of him. I looked at his expression and knew that he must have a lot of anger and a lot of doubts at this moment. I beckoned to Haixun, who nodded knowingly, and then pulled out a laptop under Lan Muxi's gaze.

"I don't know if the envoy usually goes online. ”

"The people will go online, and in order to understand the people's feelings, as the superintendent of the Fucha family, I will naturally go online. Why is this asked?" Lan Muxi listened to my words and expressed doubt. I nodded at Hai Xun, and then Hai Xun put the notebook on the table and opened a netizen gathering place "Imperial Forum" in front of Lan Muxi.

"What are you going to do?" Lan Muxi was still puzzled, but before he finished speaking, he was immediately attracted by the first few headlines at the top of the page.

"Shocked, the Fucha family was insulted by the folk clan", "Fucha Gongzi stood up, who bears Fucha's anger", "Shocked! For the first time in 50 years, Fucha was maliciously cut". Lan Muxi was dumbfounded when he saw it, and clicked on one casually, and found that there were 1.3 million messages below.

"One and a half million messages, oh my goodness. At this time, Lan Muxi should really look in the mirror, because if he doesn't look in the mirror, he won't know how out of shape his expression is. Lan Muxi looked at the messages page by page, and I also peeked beside me. These posts seem to have different angles, but in fact, they all say the same thing and the same attitude: "Fuchati was insulted by the Baiyun clan, and the suave Fuchayino stood up to defend the dignity of the family." ”

The replies to the post were all one-sided praise of me and criticism of the Baiyun clan. I still underestimate the power of netizens in this time and space, it seems that as long as they are given a little opportunity, they will really make huge waves in the online world. I feel this way because I saw a reply at the bottom of a post. It doesn't matter what the content of this reply is. What matters is the title before the person's name: "Minister of the Governor of the Youth", a minister of the imperial court.

Looking at Lan Muxi's gradually solemn facial expression, I knew that things had entered my expectations, and the sword of Damocles hanging in my heart was put down at this moment.