Chapter 79: A palpitation of the heart is forever
She choked and muttered in a low voice, with a hint of trilling in her voice, which made people feel distressed to hear.
Her cheeks were red, her nose was red, her long eyelashes were wet with tears, and her eyes were purer and purer with tears.
She ran her long satin-like hair through her ears and comforted her softly like a child.
"Scared? Don't be afraid, with me, I will always protect you, and no one can hurt you. The more magnificent the place, the more it hides dirt and dirt, and it is deceitful. This is the living environment created by human nature, and it cannot be escaped. β
He knew Fu Yingran too well, she was never a delicate girl with a crying nose.
She is smart and assertive, and sometimes she can't even compare to a man.
But the stronger the girl, the more distressing it is to cry.
He wiped away the wet tears from her cheeks, and her heart sank.
Fu Yingran tried to raise his misty eyes to look at him, his brows furrowed into a pimple, and Chu Chu's pitiful face was full of regret.
She shook her head, her voice a little hoarse, "I'm sorry I didn't protect you well." I regret it, if we hadn't entered the palace, you wouldn't have suffered this humiliation, and you wouldn't have harmed your lifeβ"
Fu Yingran stumbled in his speech, had a big tongue, and his voice was very thin, but he still understood it.
She was talking about him going down to the Silkworm Room.
I thought she didn't take it to heart, it turned out that she had been haunting it, but she was hiding it in her heart.
She is such a free and easy person, who never looks ahead and does not dwell on the past, but she regrets it.
And it's because of him!
Fu Chen's body was stunned, as if he had been fed a candy suddenly, and his heart was a little sweet.
Even more intoxicating than the seductive aroma.
Fu Yingran snorted sadly, his mouth exhaled hot air, and his eyes narrowed into slits, as if he had fallen asleep.
The death of the palace maid had been swirling in her mind all day, her mind was complicated, her chest was blocked by a boulder, and she would be drunk and finally comfortable.
Thinking she was asleep, she wanted to carry her to the bed, but before her arm could go through her back, she suddenly opened her eyes.
Fu Yingran tilted his head and rested his face on the desk.
The soaked sleeve was pressed under her face, and the floor was full of folds.
Two lines of snotty slowly flowed down, and she directly grabbed the sleeve in front of her and blew her snot on it.
Looking at his ruined and messy sleeve, he was not angry, but smiled dotingly, and stretched out another clean sleeve to her to use as a juanzi.
Fu Yingran was not polite, put the dry new sleeves on his nose, and blew it again, only then did he breathe a sigh of relief.
"Buddha, Buddha, Buddha......"
She murmured, her eyes staring straight at him.
The voice is soft and soft, similar to the cry of a cotton ball.
"Fur, Fernandes, that's a nice name, I've gotten it. I've never asked you if you like the name or not. β
He leaned over to look at her bewildered little face, and his smile widened, revealing two rows of brilliant white teeth.
Rarely did he smile so sunny, bright, and defenseless.
"I like it."
The voice is low and good.
Fu Yiran blinked, and suddenly touched his face, tracing his facial features with his fingers.
Everywhere the fingertips passed, a picture of fire burned, burning and throbbing.
Fu Chen's heart was beating fast, and it seemed that he was about to break out of his chest in the next moment, and if it weren't for Fu Ying's distraction, he would definitely be able to hear it clearly.
"At the beginning of chaos, the face is beautiful, and the heart is forever."
The corners of Fu Yingran's mouth grinned a somewhat smile, and he read a poem softly.
"The first time I saw you, I will never forget it."
That night, he stayed in his room until dawn.
Tian Guangfeng smelled the familiar aroma and stood in the courtyard all night.
When Fu Yingran woke up, it was already bright outside the window, and he could faintly hear the sound of the crescent moon talking to people outside the house.
She rolled over, touched a soft and warm mass in her hand, and looked up to see the cotton ball lying on top of her head, sleeping soundly.
She rubbed her head and sat up, and it took a while for her to come to her senses.
People who can get a hangover when they drink rice wine, I'm afraid she's the only one in the whole world.
Thinking back to last night's drinking and fist fight with Fu Chen, I probably remember the situation, and some details are a little blurry.
She seems to have won more times, as if she was crying? It seems like...... Keep reciting the name of the Buddha.
The more I thought about it, the more embarrassed I felt, and I screamed 'whoosh', and my body fell back on the bed.
But from beginning to end, she seemed to smell a familiar aroma, and that aroma ......
Fu Ying's pupils widened, and he sat up again.
It was the aroma that I smelled at the spring feast, rich, strange, and I couldn't tell the source.
How did the aroma of the spring feast appear in my house again?
And she felt that she had smelled it before the spring banquet, as if she had also drunk with Fu Tan before, and she also smelled the aroma in the drunkenness.
A vague fragment suddenly flashed through my mind, hazy and fast.
Fu Yingran searched carefully in his mind, trying to recall, and the brief fragment slowly became clear.
Outside the silkworm room, she waited anxiously for the crescent moon and the imperial doctor to show Fu Tan and Tian Guangfeng the injuries, and Fu Yan put a cloak on her head.
At that time, she also smelled the aroma, but she didn't pay attention to it at the time.
Why does the scent always surround her?
Or rather, the aroma is ...... Originated from her?
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and the voice of Fu Tan came from outside the house, "Are you awake?" β
Fu Yingran was stunned for a long time, and then he coughed his throat and returned, "I'm awake, I haven't dressed yet, wait a minute." β
As he spoke, he put on his shoes and got out of bed, and then he saw the crescent moon pushing the door and coming in, waiting for her to dress and groom.
When she is dressed, let her in.
The first sentence of the Buddha is, "Is there anything wrong with it, is there a headache?" How much do you remember from last night? β
Fu Eze bent down to hold the cotton ball in his arms, his fingers gently swirling around the door of its head, and it squinted comfortably in enjoyment.
Fu Yingran looked at Fu Chen, and raised his eyebrows narrowly, "Why do you ask that, is there anything I can't remember?" β
"What a stupid thing to say."
Fu Chen nodded the tip of her nose with a smile, and did not continue the topic, but said, "About the palace maid who jumped into the well, I brought you a piece of news, do you want to know?" β
Fu Yingyan was distracted for a moment, his eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask, "What news?" β
He spread his hands out and wanted a reward.
Fu Yingran glanced at him strangely, snorted angrily, but still raised his hand to pull a long hair from his head.
He skillfully curled his long hair into a butterfly, wrapped it in a handkerchief, and carried it into his arms.
He opened his mouth several times, but he didn't make a sound, hooking his heart high.
Fu Yanran slapped him on the arm urgently, urging him to speak quickly.
Fu Tan looked at his arms, thinking about the two sleeves that he cried for last night, and his eyes became softer and softer.
"That palace maid once pointed out that she saw Li Zhaoyi buy the big palace maid next to the first queen, and at the same time gave the big palace maid a small bottle."
Fu Yingran brushed the meaning of what he wanted to express in this sentence, "In other words, that big palace maid is the witness of Li Zhaoyi's poisoning of the former queen." β
"That's right."
Fu Yingran's brain began to mess up again, how did it feel that something was wrong.
According to what the two grandmothers around Li Zhaoyi said, Li Zhaoyi just wanted to make the first queen make a fool of herself, and she gave a laxative, and the laxative only passed through the hands of the dung dog.
Therefore, the person who Li Zhaoyi arranged for the drug should be a dung dog.
But the palace maid who jumped into the well testified that Li Zhaoyi gave the poison to the palace maid of the former queen.
Was this poison from the dung dog, or from the queen's palace maid?
"What did the poisoned palace maid do with in the end?"
He had expected her to ask, and replied calmly, "Death by a thousand cuts." β
Therefore, the result of the investigation of the incident at that time was that Li Zhaoyi bribed and instructed the former queen's personal palace maid to poison her, and after investigation, she caught the poisoned palace maid and identified Li Zhaoyi, the mastermind behind the scenes.
The death penalty of poisoning the palace maid, Li Zhaoyi was beaten into the cold palace.
But the truth given by the grandmother next to Li Zhaoyi is that the person assigned by Li Zhaoyi is a dung dog.
Why are there two poisoners?
Is there anything wrong or hidden in this?