The south study is brightly lit, the internal guard stands under the white marble steps, and occasionally a small yellow door runs out of the study, holding the fold and running to the side of the duty room, where there are six departments on duty every night to the matter and six Langzhong.

Fu Jun arrived late at night, which surprised Liu Yun.

He raised his eyes to look at Meng Yuan and Fu Jun who were standing with their hands tied, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her wind-blown hair, and an inexplicable feeling surged up.

How could he not understand the intention of Fu Jun's move?

It's just that I'm afraid that he will be suspicious.

There was some blockage in his chest, and there was a little soreness, just like many years ago in the apricot grove, he stood in front of her, and she was always alienated and cold to him.

That feeling was indescribable for a while.

"Let's go to the Chengming Palace."

Liu Yun put down the imperial pen and stood up and said.

There are too many people in Nan's study, but what she wants to say must not be heard.

Not even the guards could be heard.

The emperor had an order, and everyone was indisobedient, so the group went to the Chengming Hall and sent all the palace people back, and not a single secret guard was left.

"Say whatever the county lord wants, I listen."

Liu Yun sat down behind the imperial case and picked up the teacup.

Fu Jun quietly raised his head and glanced at it.

Under the candlelight, his face was still as handsome as before, but at this moment, his eyes were slightly drooping, making it impossible to see what he was thinking.

For some reason, Fu Jun felt a trace of amazement in his heart.

She thought that this day had finally come.

The moment Fu Zhuang's identity was confirmed, she knew that one day, she would have to meet with the supreme ruler of the Han Dynasty.

Some.

Worried?

Not really.

The emotions are as complicated as the drizzle outside the palace, disturbing and disturbing, making it difficult to explain for a while, and the only thing she is sure and convinced at this moment is that she has done nothing wrong.

Follow her heart and do what she thinks is right, she has a clear conscience.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Jun took a few steps forward and said softly: "The courtiers faced the saint overnight, because they had something important to report. ”

As she spoke, she took out two things from her sleeve and handed them to He Jingbian.

He Jingbian took it and saw that it was two jade gourds with black ropes, one was a jade and the other was a topaz, the jade was warm and transparent, covered with a layer of luminescent light under the candle flame, and what was even more peculiar was that the lanyard, held in his hand, faintly had the chill of the blade of the divine soldier, and then perceived it carefully, but there was a kind of flexible and gentle power.

He was secretly curious in his heart, and took a tea tray from the side, and held the jade gourd to the front of the palace.

Fu Jun caught a glimpse of his movements out of the corner of his eye, and his expression did not move.

He Jingbian used a tea tray to support things, which was not a superfluous move, but he was wary of her, afraid that she would be a "pearl of Nanshan"

Do something.

This is the limit of his duties, and Fu Jun understands it very well.

"These two jade gourds are objects left by the courtier's biological mother, and what the courtier's said is what she refers to."

She opened her mouth, with a faint look of memory in her expression, "It was still the tenth year of Yuanhe, and when the courtiers celebrated their birthdays, my mother gave these two jade gourds to the courtiers. I remember that at that time, my mother repeatedly explained that the courtiers should carry this thing with them and not leave them for a while. The courtiers thought that this was a loving mother's heart, and they did not dare to forget it for many years, but they did not expect that this thing was related to the treasure of Nanshan Kingdom, so as soon as they heard that Fu Zhuang confessed the cross formula, the courtiers did not dare to delay for a moment, and immediately came to the saint to explain the details. ”

omitted the branches of the jade gourd handed over by Liufeng, and said that the two jade gourds were given by the Wang family, which also saved unnecessary trouble.

At this moment, she just wants to make a quick decision, and she can be simple.

Across the royal case, there are more than ten white marble floor tiles, and Liu Yun is far away.

Her voice was not slow, and although she was talking about the greatest treasure of Nanshan Country, her expression was very light, as if she was talking about an ordinary thing.

Her sleeves were still stained with rain, the hem of her skirt was wet for a while, and her face was a little pale, looking very tired.

Liu Yun's heart cramped inexplicably.

She rushed to see him so eagerly, and even insisted on being in the same car with He Jingbian to prove her innocence, which showed that in her eyes, he was an unpredictable king, not the prince of Wen who had helped her several times back then, nor the king of England who wrung her handkerchief for her by the lake and protected her thoughtfully.

Inexplicably, he remembered the night in the Plum Garden of the British Prince's Mansion, he confessed to Fu Jun with a heart, and felt uneasy in his heart, feeling that she was like the dew on the petal that would not fall, and he hoped that the dew could fall on his palm and let him take care of it.

But at that moment, she stood there at a distance, indifferent and detached, with the expression on her face that was about to leave him at any moment.

And in the end, she really left him and went to another person's side.

Liu Yun lowered his eyes slightly, and a trace of gloom crossed his heart.

She was already so far away from him, but it was not enough, she had to stretch the distance even further, far to the edge of the sky.

Could it be that she just wants to stay away from him so much, even at the expense of revealing her identity, even caring about her own safety?

This thought made Liu Yun's heart cramp again.

As long as she doesn't say who she is, he will never believe it.

What is Xiao Hongzhu's confession?

A madman just cites before he dies.

Who doesn't know that Princess Mingzhu hates the county lord Yongyi, hates that it was so difficult to lose back then, and now she just wants to drag another person into the water.

As for Fu Zhuang, he is a crazy person who is extremely smart, and has an almost paranoid protection for the royal descendants of his homeland, and he is ambiguous from beginning to end, even if he proposes to meet with Fu Jun, he only says "I want to talk to the Yongyi County Lord who solved the case of the three corpses"

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Take another 10,000 steps back, even if someone leaks the news, with him, the emperor, pressing on his head, who would dare to hold on to this matter?

However, she wanted to bring it up, lift the veil that covered the surface, and show the truth before his eyes.

She came late in the night, said these words to him, and turned all her hole cards to him/br> no, that's not her hole cards, that's her life!

She is putting her life in his hands!

Liu Yun raised her head, the woman in front of her.

She was wearing a long skirt with dark sleeves and curved sleeves, and the blossoms bloomed on the skirt, and at that moment, she was slender and delicate, like a bamboo pavilion.

He remembered in a trance that many years ago, on the afternoon of spring/day/day/, he was teaching her archery skills in the archery, and she was wearing a similar long, narrow-sleeved dress, and her clear eyes stopped on his face like autumn water.

He never imagined that when that dew finally fell in his palm, it would be in such a way, at such a moment.

For a while, his heart seemed to be twisted vigorously, and the pain made Liu Yun speechless.

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