591 Storm

Chinese In a fit of rage, Qianlong raised his knife and slashed at the assassin.

But the guards dared to watch him go into danger alone, surrounded by him to the death.

Yongxuan also stood in front of him, fending off the Assassin's attacks while protecting him backwards.

"Huang Ama is the king of a country in the Qing Dynasty, just a thief, it is not worth the danger of Huang Ama for his life!"

Since Yong Xuan blocked that knife, because the assassin confirmed the fact that He Shen had colluded with the White Lotus Sect to rebel, Qianlong had been red with anger, and he couldn't listen to Yongxuan's advice at all.

"The minion escort is late!"

Suddenly, a loud voice came into the West Garden, followed by a dull sound of footsteps.

It was the Inner Palace Guards who came.

Yongxuan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly retreated to support Qianlong's shoulders.

A protective army soon protected Qianlong.

The entire West Garden is tightly enclosed.

"Keep all alive!" Qianlong said in a loud voice: "At noon tomorrow, we will be escorted to the entrance of the vegetable market to show the public!"

This can't solve the hatred in his heart!

Qianlong pursed his lips tightly and threw the sword in his hand to the ground.

……

Fukangan didn't know what to expect after he left, and when he left the prison of Dali Temple, he wanted to go back to Fu Heng's mansion.

However, when passing through Jiyue Garden, he slowly reined in the horse.

After thinking about it, I thought it would be better to go in and talk to her about the general situation, so that she could feel at ease.

Save her from scratching her heart and lungs all the time, as if grass grows in her heart—

Fu Kangan dismounted, handed over the reins to Fu Ying, and entered Jiyue Garden with his feet raised.

Outside the Liuli Pavilion, he asked the officers and soldiers guarding to go in and pass the word.

After a while, Xiaocha came.

Fukangan felt a headache when he saw this maid walking with the wind.

Why is she again?

"Commander Fu, are you coming to my wife again?" asked Xiaocha when she came up.

Fukangan: "......"

He knew that the maid would never say anything, even if it was just something that would not be too embarrassing......

"I've got something to do. He made a solemn expression, trying to suppress the girl's too casual temperament, "Go and spread it quickly." ”

Xiaocha is accustomed to this.

She knows, he comes over every day to get on business.

Xiaocha turned around and went in to pass the message, and a moment later, a voice reached Fukangan's ears-

"Commander Fu, my wife, please come in!"

Fukangan sneered angrily.

didn't even bother to come to him to pass the word, but directly shouted...... Could it be that he is a descendant of their family?

Thinking like this in my heart, I walked in without pause.

Feng Jiwen sat in the main hall waiting for him as usual, both in terms of clothing and demeanor.

Under the reflection of the soft gauze lamp at hand, she looks extraordinarily soft.

The hour was getting late, and she had clearly not rested.

Fukangan also looked at her worries these days, and she didn't know what she was feeling in her heart.

He didn't sit down, just stood there with his hands behind his back, looked at her inquiring eyes, and after a pause, he said succinctly: "I just came back from Dali Temple, and he is fine." I also noticed it in the palace, and there was nothing new. ”

All in all, it's business as usual, and you can rest in peace tonight—he couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

Feng Jiwen nodded, and couldn't see the feeling of relaxation, so she only said, "I'm sorry for you." ”

"......" Fukangan saw her expression in his eyes, and wanted to say for a long time before he said: "The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and there is no need to worry about the sky." ”

Feng Jiwen only nodded again.

"It's getting late, so you should go home early. She said in a calm tone: "If there is nothing important in the future, just ask someone to pass on the word, and it will save you from running again and again, which will add to the tiredness." ”

Fukangan was silent for a while, and his heart was inexplicably unhappy.

He didn't say he was tired, she was here and self-righteously arranged......

"Got it. ”

The voice coldly dropped three words, and he turned around and went out.

Feng Jiwen looked at his back, but pressed her eyebrows that jumped suddenly.

"Madam, the slave and maid are waiting for you to rest. Xiaoxian said softly.

Before Feng Jiwen could nod, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall.

looked up, but saw that it was Fukangan who went and returned.

His expression was a little turbulent, and he opened his mouth and said: "I just heard that someone came to report that something happened in the palace!"

Feng Jiwen's heart tightened.

"The White Lotus Sect thief pretended to be a trick and infiltrated the West Garden of Shoukang Palace and assassinated the Holy Driver!" Fu Kangan said in a condensed voice: "It is said that many people have been injured, the Queen Mother has been frightened and is still unconscious, and the Eleventh Elder Brother is even more seriously injured in the Holy Driver, and I don't know what the injury is at the moment——"

Feng Jiwen had already sat up.

"White Lotus Sect, no one answered, how could they easily sneak into the palace, it must be ......" Xu is attention has been on Jingren Palace recently, and at this time, she suddenly became suspicious when she heard that she had changed her mind, and quickly sorted out her thoughts.

"How can it be so bold!" Fukangan understood what she had not finished saying, and vetoed, "...... Although Xiyuan is an opportunity to take advantage of tonight, but the palace is heavily guarded, even if they have the guts, they will not be so stupid - they still have to take such a big risk knowing that it is not feasible!"

"No......" Feng Jiwen shook her head: "They must have expected the current situation a long time ago." ”

If you want to do it, it must be carefully planned.

So, they are not stupid, but have another purpose.

"That-" Facing her eyes, Fukangan suddenly seemed to think of something.

His face changed.

That's it...... Their real purpose may not be to kill the king!

Because the feasibility is too slim, and if it fails, there is no way out.

There is also an eleventh elder brother who was seriously injured for escorting......

Fukangan's mind suddenly flashed Yongyao's cowardly and withdrawn demeanor.

He must be good at cockfighting and drinking, but he is afraid that he will have to muster hundreds of times more courage to block danger for others under the knife-

The argument that the father-son relationship is so deep that he can sacrifice his life to save his father is probably not so tenable.

Unless he's sure he'll be able to get out of it all?

But......

Fukangan keeps overturning and affirming, and definitely overthrowing again.

"But those people are indeed White Lotus cultists, there is no doubt that the assassins have been captured by the protectors, and upon investigation, they are all tattooed with the pattern of 'anti-Qing and restoration of sight' on their arms. He considered, "Although Jingren Palace may have taken risks, the identities of these assassins cannot be faked. ”

Feng Jiwen heard this, and the expression in her eyes changed again.

Maybe it's the truth, it's not just what she thinks.

"There's anything else worth mentioning, and you'll finish it all at once. She stared at Fukangan.

Fukang settled down for a while, and finally said: "The emperor is furious, and he has sent someone to the heavenly prison to interrogate and ...... Shen."

Feng Jiwen's pupils suddenly contracted violently.

"Arraignment overnight?" her heart beat faster and faster.

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