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- "Memoirs of Fan"

The cell was already terrifyingly quiet, and even a tiny embroidery needle could be heard for a long time when it landed on the grinding stone.

Chen Fan'er stared at the blood-red embroidery needle, and felt that there seemed to be an extra organ in his body.

She blinked, and the needle floated, and she rolled her eyes, and the needle circled in midair.

Chen Fan'er wanted to reach out to touch the needle, but unexpectedly, the embroidery needle pierced into the palm of her hand with a "bang". There was no pain, as if it had melted into flesh and blood.

The fine needle in Chen Fan'er's body quickly rotated along the meridians, and then escaped into the heart and hung in the middle.

At this time, Chen Fan'er's wooden hairpin bun was replaced by a finger-thick, red needle hairpin, if someone observes carefully, they will notice that the "red" inside the hairpin is flowing, as if blood is in the blood vessels.

"It's done!" Chen Fan'er looked at her empty hands in disbelief, and she couldn't imagine that she had sharpened the needle on the first day of her blessing in disguise.

At this moment, the sound of unlocking suddenly came from outside the cell.

"Is it finally time to be tried?" Chen Fan'er, who had been sharpened into a needle, became more calm, and made up his mind not to bend into a move, and he must abide by his heart.

"Cheng, Master Cheng, you have been wronged, please get out of prison with Xiaoyou." It was Shen Wuyi who opened the door, at this time his hair was messy, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth had not been wiped dry, but he bent down to talk to Chen Fan'er very respectfully.

"Huh?" Chen Fan'er's heart was all prepared to be suffocated by this accident, why did the other party's attitude become so humble in just a few incense sticks?

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Outside the torture hall, Yan Shangshu kept his head down, not daring to face Huangfu Yan directly.

"Master Shangshu has taught him really well, and with a few fangs of demon bats, he has completed an iron case. There is also a tiger skin of a demon tiger in this palace, do you want to arrest this king for trial? Huang Fuyan played with the black wrench of his right index finger and said coldly.

Just when Chen Fan'er was sharpening the needle, Shen Wuxian had already explained the whole story of Chen Fan'er's detention and 1510.

Feng Fei felt ridiculous after hearing this, he knew Chen Fan'er's personality better than everyone present, and he could never be a demon spy. However, to his surprise, his imperial brother was also extremely confident that Chen Fan'er was wronged.

"Does the imperial brother also have an old relationship with Cheng Fan'er? The Purple Gold Order was given to her? Feng Feijue listened to Huangfu Yan Yan count Yan Jianqiu, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at it a few more times.

"Brother Huang, since everything is clear, you can go back. The girl surnamed Cheng will be sent back by this king. Huangfu Yan looked back at Feng Feijue's gaze and suggested.

Feng Feijue was stunned again, his imperial brother was extremely arrogant, why did he suddenly think of sending a mortal girl back to the Shangxiu Bureau? Could it be that the relationship between the two is even better than he imagined?

Huang Fuyan's gaze did not look away, as if he was waiting for Feng Feijue to reply.

They are both dragon sons, and the two of them are too different in terms of strength and status, and Feng Feijue is not reluctant at this time, so he nodded and replied: "I also have some other things to deal with, so I will bother the imperial brother." ”

As he spoke, Feng Feijue took two steps back, then turned around and turned into red light and rushed into the sky.

Huangfu Yan turned to look at the gate of the torture hall, waiting for Chen Fan'er to come out, and thought to himself: "Rescue this girl, help her cure the birthmark on her face, and then introduce Master Fu to her, and she should be able to settle the account of borrowing horses." ”

Feng Fei never imagined that Huangfu Yan was in a hurry to drive him away, just because his imperial brother owed Chen Fan'er a favor.

As the dragon king, Huang Fuyan only owes him, and there is no reason why he owes others. Therefore, if there is a chance to repay the debt, it is natural to seize this opportunity to repay it quickly.

Chen Fan'er was following Shen Wuxian slowly towards the gate of the torture hall at this time. There were two rows of people standing in front of the door, all wearing black brocade robes, most wearing yellow belts and a few wearing red belts.

The officials of the torture hall are mainly men, and even if they are female officials, they try to keep their hair short, and the longer parts are all coiled up, making them look like men.

When she walked out of prison, Chen Fan'er wanted to ask Shen Wuxian why she let herself go, and why she had such a respectful attitude. But Shen Wuxian kept saying some inexplicable apologetic words, such as "Please have a lot of adults, don't worry about villains!" "It's the little one who is blind, blinded, and didn't find out that he caught you wrongly, but don't go to your heart" and so on.

Then she walked out of the prison and saw the scene at the door again, and the doubts in her heart became even heavier.

"Could it be that Feng Fei came to save me? Looking at the pomp and circumstance, there is only this possibility, how did he know? Chen Fan'er thought for a while, and finally thought of the only Seventh Prince who might know that he was in prison.

However, when he stepped on the steps and walked through the gate, he saw the man in red, staring at him heroically and proudly, and Chen Fan'er realized that it was him.

"Huangfu Yan?" Chen Fan'er blurted out.

"Bold, how dare you call His Royal Highness King Yan by his name!" Yan Shangshu was startled, even if he was hunched and his head lowered, he immediately rebuked in a hoarse voice.

Huang Fuyan was not angry, he squinted his eyes and looked at Chen Fan'er carefully, why was it different from the stupid girl in his memory?

Because of the beginning of the heart needle, Chen Fan'er is in an excellent mental state at the moment, although she is wearing plain clothes and does not have heavy makeup, her skin is as white as jade, her cheeks are flushed, and the red needle hairpin is on her hair, which is just right.

Huangfu Yan likes red because red represents the flame, and the Yanlong is the symbol of fire in the dragon clan.

"Huh? Is Cheng Fan'er your name? ”

The first sentence shocked all the officials present. Yan Shangshu was bent over to admit his mistake, but when he heard Huangfu Yan's question, he almost flashed to his waist and fell directly to his knees.

Everyone thought that Huangfu Yan and Chen Fan'er had a close relationship, but they didn't expect that the eldest prince didn't know the other party's name, and since he didn't even know who his surname was, he gave him a purple gold token? What the hell is going on here?

Just when everyone was speechless, Chen Fan'er saluted a little embarrassed and said, "Cheng Fan'er, the people's daughter, has seen King Yan." ”

Chen Fan'er knew that this person was the king of Chaoyan, and it was because the Dragon Emperor's edict in Qingshui County that night gave Cheng Zhi some speculation. Before leaving, Cheng Zhi also took special care of Chen Fan'er, and the stranger he met in the mountains at the beginning was very likely to be King Yan.

With this speculation, coupled with the scene in front of him, Chen Fan'er naturally concluded the identity of Huangfu Yan.

"...... your face?" Huang Fuyan was a little surprised, "curing the birthmark of the ugly girl" was the greatest favor he thought was to Chen Fan'er, how could it be good?

Chen Fan'er was stunned for a moment at first, touched his face in the direction of Huangfu Yan's gaze, and then hurriedly replied: "Thanks to Your Highness, the birthmark has disappeared." ”

"Really?" Huang Fuyan asked again, his mind was a little messy, so it would not be beautiful to meet Chen Fan'er, what if the other party proposed to return the horse?

"Well, that's it."

The conversation between the two sounded inexplicable and ambiguous.

Including Yan Shangshu, everyone's hearts were clenched together with nervousness.

Talking to the eldest prince is so ambiguous, who is this woman!? (To be continued.) )