The sound of the watch sounded four times, and the lights in the streets of the Imperial City had been extinguished, and there was still a horse-drawn carriage passing by Suzaku Street.

The person in the car was holding a folding fan and gently tapping it on his knee, one after another, it was Fu Chen.

The maid who was also driving in the car kept her head down, silent, her body was still trembling, and she was almost unsteady.

"You heard it all."

As soon as Fu Chen's voice sounded, the maid's body immediately became agitated, and then said, "The slave didn't hear anything. ”

Fu Chen was still knocking on the folding fan, and he didn't speak for a long time, but the sound of the folding fan hitting his knees, in the silence, was extraordinarily oppressive, and it fell into the ears of the maid, clearer than the sound of the carriage rolling across the ground.

The more she couldn't hear Fu Chen answer, the more scared the maid became.

After a long time, Fu Chen finally opened his mouth, but he was facing the person outside the carriage: "Stop." ”

The maid's body trembled, almost slipped and fell to the ground, and kept kowtowing: "Childe spare your life, Childe spare your life... The slave won't say it! ”

When Fu Chen heard this, a sharp light shot out of the narrow Danfeng's eyes: "Those who promised her naturally can't break their promises." ”

As soon as he said that, a pair of hands suddenly reached out from outside the curtain, grabbed the girl's ankles, and dragged them out.

"Childe! Male—"

The maid's voice stopped abruptly, and it was immediately quiet outside, only a lowered male voice said, "Childe, it's done." ”

Fu Chen closed his eyes lightly and replied in a low voice: "Well, dispose of the corpse." ”

Outside, there was the sound of clothes scraping against the ground, followed by footsteps, and then silence.

A moment later, a target sounded, and the carriage was slowly on its way again.

Fu Chen sat in the car, he didn't stain the blood at all, and he didn't even see it, just a word, and he gave his life.

That maid was temporarily bought today in order to help Rong Bangci change clothes and take medicine, not his old man who has been with him for a long time, so he can't believe it, if she leaks half a sentence of Rong Bangci's conversation with him today, it will be regarded as his broken promise, so why leave meaningless flaws?

When Fu Chen returned to his residence on Pingde Street, it was almost the fifth watch, and Yun Hang, who had gone out to dispose of the corpse, had already gone back and forth.

Similar to Fu Chen, Yun Hang also looked indifferent and ruthless, and after talking about the corpse, he said again: "Son, do you still have to investigate the matter of the princess regent?" ”

Fu Chen's mind flashed Rong Rongci's cold and indifferent face again, his eyes deepened, but he didn't speak.

Yun Hang pondered for a moment: "Previously, Deputy Envoy Xiwan's subordinates sent someone to investigate, and the murderer's methods were clean and neat, and he was a person with extremely high martial arts, especially above me." ”

Hearing this, Fu Chen's eyebrows jumped slightly: "Her martial arts are so good?" ”

Yun Hang paused slightly: "Yes." ”

only replied with the word 'yes', Yun Hang had something else to say in his heart, but because he hadn't verified it yet, he didn't want to say more.

Only talking about this, Fu Chen waved his hand, Yun Hang retreated, and Fu Chen also slept in loose clothes, but there were still many thoughts about the eleventh princess in his mind.

The Shangyin Imperial City has always been peaceful, as the first power, people outside naturally dare not easily make waves here, and the routine guards in the imperial city are much lax.

As soon as the Dayu people were killed, the entire imperial city was alerted, especially the guards on Pingde Street, who were all removed and punished.

Su Zhi went out early in the morning to deal with the removal of the guards, and when Rong Wangci woke up, it was already three poles in the morning.

As soon as his body moved, there was a sudden tearing pain on his shoulder, and Rong Rongci couldn't help but let out a slight 'hiss' sound, and Fran stood outside the hall, his ears were very sharp, and he immediately came in.

"Princess, don't move while you lie down, I'll change your dressing."

As he spoke, Fran stepped forward with a needed item in his hand, and without waiting for Rong Bangci to speak, he put down the things in his hand and quickly helped Rong Bangci up.

"You don't have to be so careful, it's just a small injury."

Rong Bangci smiled, but Fran glanced at Rong Bangci quite dissatisfied, turned around and took the muslin cloth and the wound medicine, and said while applying the medicine: "What a small injury, it used to be before, and now you are the regent princess, why can't you be more delicate?" ”

Rong Rongci sneered, but there was a bit of helpless perseverance in his eyes: "Fran, this world will eat people, people's hearts are sinister, and it is impossible to prevent it, if I am delicate, how can I protect myself and you?" ”

There was a hint of distress in Fran's eyes, but although Rong Rong's words were helpless, they were true.

Who doesn't want to live in peace and be pampered by a thousand favors? But the world doesn't allow it!

Without saying these sentimental words, Fran knew about last night's events, and now hurriedly asked: "By the way, princess, who was that Fu Gongzi yesterday?" ”

The smile on Rong Rongci's face faded, and he frowned: "I don't know, Shangyin has never heard of this person, whether it is from another country, I have to ask Gu Linyan to check." ”

Fran nodded, not asking again.

The medicine had been prepared and bandaged, and Fran carefully helped Rong Bang Ci change his clothes, and caught a glimpse of the peach blossom still in the bottle on the table in the inner sanctum.

After more than one night, the peach blossom has already had some sense of decay, but it is still outstanding.

"Princess, this peach blossom was sent by the prince yesterday to Ansi Mountain to pick it for you, just to coax you to laugh, and when the prince comes back, don't forget to behave well."

Rong Wangci looked at Fran's gaze, and then realized the peach blossoms on the table, and was a little stunned for a while.

Pacing to the table, Rong Rongci took the peach blossom out of the vase and brought it to his eyes to look at it carefully, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know where to start.

Fran noticed Rong Rong's face and hurriedly said: "Although it is wilted, I will ask someone to deal with it, and it can be left for a few days." ”

Seeing that Rong Elegy still didn't speak, Fran said again: "I heard Yue Xiu say that there is a kind of medicinal juice in the house, soak the broken flower branches in the medicinal juice for two or three hours, and then insert the bottle, change the water three times a day, and the flower can bloom for more than half a month and will not wither." ”

Rong Rongci nodded, handed the peach blossom in his hand to Fran, and smiled: "It was the best time for me to miss it, so you can go and take a dip, and let the prince know that I cherish his heart." ”

Fran smiled with satisfaction and nodded hurriedly, but gently placed the peach blossom on the table again.

"Princess, I'll help you make up first."

"Okay."

Rong Rongci sat down in front of the bronze mirror as he said.

Fran thought about the wound on Rong Wangci's shoulder, and was extra careful when grooming, but Rong Rongci didn't notice how slow she was moving today, and her heart was already full of thoughts.