When you get closer, you can smell the smell of dry smoke on Li Xiangying's body, which is very choking. Tobacco was popular in the Han Dynasty, the last dynasty that had fallen, and the founding emperor of this dynasty, Jin Taizong, also used it in his spare time. Of course, tobacco is also good and bad, Li Xiangying did not use imported "tamba mushrooms", nor was it the "little orchid" popular among the literati of the Han Dynasty, but the tobacco poured out with cow dung and donkey dung, commonly known as dry tobacco, tasted bad.

Li Xiangying saw Fu Chen's expression gradually respectful, knowing that he smelled the smell of himself, knowing that he was a "former dynasty veteran", and his understanding of this little eunuch in his heart was very useful.

The palace did not give the subordinates the right to refuse, Fu Chen nodded yes, and routinely handed over some filial piety silver, and called a few people who were more clever on weekdays to go with him.

After shouting, Li Xiangying didn't mean to explain, so he walked in front of him, the speed was very fast, and they also ran to keep up.

The clouds obscured the crescent moon, the canopy of heaven seemed to be swallowed up by the roar of gluttony, and the evening breeze blowing from afar was like a howl of an unjust soul.

After the Changchun Gate is the harem, on weekdays, when Fu Chen is on a business trip, the scope of activity is a fixed place within the duty, if you go to other places indiscriminately, it is a broken rule, and if you are caught, you will be blamed by the cane, and the harem at night is not as brightly lit as in the TV series in the previous life, in the era when there was only candlelight, that bit of light can only shine to an inch distance at night, although the visual effect is a lot worse.

The night wind struck, and the palace lamp squeaked and shook in front of him, although it was early summer, Fu Chen still shivered for no reason, and his eyelids twitched, saying that the heavy yin qi in the harem was not groundless.

Chen Zuoren, who had just gotten off the errand on the side, yawned, and saw that Fu Chen's expression was a little wrong, but he didn't look so heartless on his face, and hit Fu Chen with his elbow.

Fu Chen shook his head silently, he couldn't tell Chen Zuoren his suspicions and bad premonitions.

Just now along the way, he observed that the few little eunuchs of the Li faction behind Li Xiangying had been replaced, and the temporary replacements were all face-to-face, which should have not been long after entering the palace, and Li Xiangying's expression was not quite right, always looking forward and backward, as if he was worried about being seen by someone.

All kinds of signs made him have to worry about it. When they arrived at a palace, they saw a pile of deer leeks outside the hall, also known as peonies, some tribute varieties were drunk and red, and the trembling wind was also visible, Fu Chen knew that this was the Weiyang Hall where Concubine Li was, and the sound of scolding and throwing porcelain inside could be heard outside, mixed with the sobbing of women.

All the little eunuchs hesitated, and even the dullest people knew that there would be no good fruit to eat when they went in at this time.

And it's a male voice that scolds people, and there is no man in the harem who can roar so grandly, it is none other than the emperor.

"What are you going to do, why don't you all go in, do you have to wait for the miscellaneous family to invite you?" Li Xiangying's shrill voice was like a rooster that had been stepped on by its tail, "This is the opportunity for you to show your face in front of the Holy One, and if you miss this time, when do you think you will be able to face the Holy Face again?" ”

Fu Chen has already connected the speculations, the reason why there is no one to serve is that the emperor should let everyone go down, and in the face of the dragon's anger, everyone naturally wants to grow wings on their bodies and leave the place, who will come up and find death.

But the emperor can't be without the people who call him, and I don't know whose order Li Xiangying got to find them on top.

The reason why they were chosen, Fu Chen vaguely guessed that it might have something to do with him. Since last year, he has been dredging up the relationship with this palace, using the silver and contacts accumulated over the years, thinking of entering the Weiyang Palace as a rough eunuch and then finding another way out.

He thinks that his actions are quite hidden, and who would pay attention to such a small person as him, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the person behind Li Xiangying can be regarded as a murderer without blood.

The little eunuchs who had been temporarily dispatched agreed and walked in trembling.

Chen Zuoren couldn't help but have a temper, and glared at Li Xiangying, his eyes were full of accusation and resentment, obviously he also saw that Li Zhangshi was just using them as a target, and he would never go in to confess guilt.

"Yo, you're not a little cowardly? Believe it or not, the miscellaneous family will pull out your eyeballs and treat them as snacks! Li Xiangying shook off the dust and pointed at the indignant Chen Zuoren.

"You old pickle, phew!" Chen Zuoren spat saliva into Li Xiangying's face.

Fu Chen didn't have time to stop it, so he dragged the person away with all his might, and behind him he heard Li Xiangying snorting with anger. As if he had found some kind of fun, he looked at the two people who were away with deep meaning, "Boy, pray not to fall into the hands of miscellaneous people, huh." ”

The grim voice reminded people of poisonous snakes, and the meaning of the words seemed to be mucus attached to the body and could not be shaken off.

Fu Chen didn't have time to talk about Chen Zuoren or study what to do if he offended Li Xiangying, so he dragged people into the palace and knelt down. In the brightly lit room, there were eunuchs and palace maids kneeling on the ground, including those who had quotas in this hall, and a group of them who came in.

A group of people shrunk together like quails, some still crying but gritting their teeth and not daring to make a sound.

A quick glance just now was enough to shock Fu Chen, he didn't expect to see such a scene, it was even worse than he expected.

Concubine Li is a beautiful beauty, slender and beautiful, with red lips and bright teeth, a slender figure, and her own style of weak willows in the south of the Yangtze River, especially when she laughs, her eyes are like autumn water, and her temperament alone can be ranked in the forefront of this beautiful harem, but at this moment she is disheveled, and her cloak is half kneeling on the ground, even so, the wolf bèi still does not hide her peerless elegance. Not far from her was a sturdy man with a naked fruit, and he didn't know whether he was dead or alive. Post. Lift up. days, there is a cloudy white liquid left on it.

What happened is self-evident, and a thing that ordinary men can't stand to put on the emperor is a hundredfold humiliating effect.

No wonder they would drive everyone outside, and what Fu Chen thought of was that an emperor, no matter how stupid, could not let such a lifelong shame be known by too many people, even if they were willing to swear a poisonous oath never to spread it, but what in this world could be more trustworthy than a dead man?

He only thought that although Li Xiangying planned to get some cannon fodder in, but from the time the emperor and Concubine Li appeared, he knew that it was not just as simple as playing some boards, Li Xiangying was letting them be substitutes for the dead!

Their appearance diverted the emperor's anger, and when the venting was over, where would they remember Li Xiangying and the others before?

Fu Chen clenched his fists, his nails sunk into his palms but he was completely unconscious, and he forced himself to calm down.

The smell in the air was not good, mixed with musk, incense, blood...... and a faint smell.

Fu Chen felt that this smell seemed to have been smelled somewhere......

Where is it?

Concubine Li propped up the ground with her elbows and moved in front of the emperor, holding the emperor's boots with her creamy hands, and said angrily: "Concubine...... It's a wronged ......"

The emperor's face shook, he sneered, and kicked Concubine Li away, "You shameless slut, damn it!" ”

Emperor Jin Cheng is slightly fat, maybe he still has some ambitions in his early years, he wants to create a brilliant record like Jin Taizong and revive his father's heroism, but he is really mediocre, and he has been on the throne for fifteen years since he was thirty-eight years old, but he has not made much achievements and favored his ministers, and the wine almost hollowed out his body, not to mention that he is still looking for the elixir to pray for the road to immortality.

Even so, he has been on the throne for a long time, and his deterrent power has not diminished in the slightest.

Concubine Li was kicked to the corner of the table, bumping into the boy who didn't know how long he was kneeling there, about fourteen or fifteen years old, the silver mask on half of the young man's face was knocked away, revealing half of the face full of tumors, the uneven skin was pus-like sarcoma, the black blood vessels as fine as spider webs were hidden under this skin, like a ghost, and the other half was handsome and abnormal, like a fairy, on both sides of the extreme, only the narrow and beautiful eyes were very attractive, with extreme gloom and forbearance.

He is the second child of Concubine Li, ranked seventh among all the princes of Emperor Jin Cheng, named Shao Huachi, that half of the face is said to be that Concubine Li was poisoned when she was pregnant, and then the seventh prince who was still in the belly, when he was born, the seven princes were bruised all over his body, ugly like a monster. After the imperial doctors tried their best, they could only force the poison to one place, and the palace people privately called him a "ghost man".

Half-humans aren't ghosts, isn't it appropriate?

At that moment, the young man's dark eyes under his long eyelashes swept towards Fu Chen, who was looking up, and his eyes collided in the air.

In the midst of the black pressure on a group of eunuchs and palace maids, they shot straight over, and they were soul-stirring.

Fu Chen lowered his head almost instantly, and the young man's gaze was impossible to look at. He had been to Tibetan areas, where the wolves were also in such a soul-intimidating posture, fierce, cruel and ...... Inviolability.

"The emperor is angry, the emperor is angry!" A first-class palace maid dressed up and saw Concubine Li kicked out by the emperor, and she almost didn't want to pounce on the deep friendship between master and servant, so she crawled over on her knees and kept kowtowing.

But the angry emperor pulled out the sword of the guards beside him, and the white light flashed, and there was a "click".

The woman who was still alive just now, the head rolled around on the ground, and the blood spurting out from the fracture rushed around, including Fu Chen's face, but he didn't move, and he didn't dare to wipe it off.

The palace maid's body took several breaths before she fell, and even twitched on the ground, like a living thing.

The room was silent, and the air seemed to freeze. Including the low cry just now, there was no movement, and Fu Chen even heard the tapping sound of the teeth of the people around him.

The head rolled on the ground for a small half circle and stopped, and the eyes above it were just facing Fu Chen's direction.

It is said that the eyes after death are the strongest reflection of the strongest feelings in a person's life, and those eyes seem to penetrate his soul and go to the depths, where there is disbelief, horror, and resentment.

The strong emotion almost overwhelmed Fu Chen's reason.

The nails pierced into the palms, and the dull pain reminded Fu Chen that he couldn't faint, no matter how nauseous he was, he couldn't vomit.

He didn't want to see the sun tomorrow.