At this time, in the Reflection Garden, the dye house was also lit up.

Fu Yiran sat cross-legged on the bed with her middle coat tight, holding a bowl of hot shredded chicken noodles in her arms, and eating it fragrantly.

In late winter and early spring, when the evening temperature was biting, the crescent moon brought the brazier closer to her bedside and draped the quilt over her shoulders.

The crescent moon face is narrow and vigilant, but it is leisurely and contented, and it is very enjoyable to eat.

The stomach that was not full at night was finally satisfied, and I drank the last sip of soup, and I breathed a sigh of relief, with a bright smile and a warm breath.

Fuyan pushed the door and entered, with the coolness of the night.

She came to the bedside and replied, "Master, the Fukang Palace is in a mess, and Your Majesty rushed over overnight when he got the news. ”

Fu Yingran wiped his mouth with Juanzi, without raising his eyebrows, and lay back on the bed, his limbs wide open, very comfortable.

She stretched out her hand towards the crescent moon, and the crescent moon comprehended and placed a beautiful palm-sized sandalwood box in her hand.

The box was opened, and inside was the phoenix crown crown bead of the first queen.

She touched the round and shiny pearl, closed the lid heavily, and returned it to the crescent moon for her to put away.

This thing is very important now, and this is an important evidence of the former queen incident.

She had expected the Queen Mother to make a move, but she didn't expect it to be so soon, so she would send someone to steal it tonight.

The Queen Mother was too impatient, and her witty and calm image was greatly reduced.

The thief was solved, and he was also full, and he was ready to rest after pulling the quilt.

She waved at the two people next to the bed and told them to go down.

Crescent Moon lowered the curtain and prepared to leave, but when she saw that Fuyan was still standing there, motionless, she reached out and pulled her.

Fuyan still didn't move.

Only then did the crescent moon realize that her face was not very good-looking, her expression was solemn, and her eyebrows were frowning with a hint of hesitation.

The crescent moon subconsciously wanted to pull her away quickly, and her intuition was that something might happen, but she couldn't stop her after all.

Fu Yan hesitated for a long time, and said to the person in the tent, "Master, the Fu Tan guards dismembered the body of that thief and hung it at the door of the Fukang Palace. ”

The man in the tent, who had closed his eyes and gradually fell into sleep, was silent for a long time, and then opened his eyes and sat up.

"What did you say!"

The curtain was lifted, and Fu Yingran stood barefoot on the cold ground.

Her eyes widened in disbelief, her face turned pale, and she stared at Fuyan directly, as if to make sure she had heard it wrong?

Dismemberment?

She didn't say that to Fu Chen, she just wanted to throw the thief back to the Queen Mother's Fukang Palace, put down the Queen Mother's face, and give the Queen Mother a warning.

How could he have killed someone? And it's still a dismemberment.

"Say it again."

Fu Yingran clenched his sleeves, his voice was a little cold, and ordered Fuyan.

Fu Yan looked back at her without panic, and said word by word, "That little thief is dead, his head and limbs have been cut off, and he is hanging at the gate of Fukang Palace." The entire Fukang Palace saw it. ”

Fu Yingran felt a little cold in his body, and subconsciously hugged his arms.

Hanging the corpse at the gate of the palace is no longer a warning, but a provocation.

Fu Chen deliberately offended the Queen Mother, did he want to tear his face with the Queen Mother?

How will they survive in the palace next!

The crescent moon quickly pulled the quilt on the bed and draped it on her body, her heart kept drumming, and she glanced at Fuyan, only to see Fuyan's determination and determination.

Fuyan's words are not finished, and the things she concealed before are also revealed.

But she didn't say anything after all, but she loved her master.

She intuitively felt that she couldn't say this, and she was afraid that it would backfire.

The Master's Attitude to the Prophet...... The meaning is also unclear.

The master has great trust in him, and even obeys his words.

If the master also has affection for Buddha in his heart, then between Buddha and Dazai, the master is afraid that he will not hesitate to choose Buddha Chen, and Dazai's orders will be ignored.

Thinking of this, Fuyan's heart sank more and more.

When he returned to the Reflection Garden in the night, he saw from a distance that the room was lit up, the door was open, and a slender and lonely figure stood at the door.

He paused for a moment, then stepped forward quickly, taking off his robe as he went, and draped it over her thin shoulders.

"Why haven't I slept yet, wearing so little to stand here and blowing the wind, and I'm not afraid of the cold."

He rubbed her shoulders to warm her body, and half-wrapped her into the house, closing the door to keep the night cold out.

"Is it dealt with?"

Fu Yingran let him press himself back to the bed with an expressionless face, the soft quilt wrapped his body, and the whole person warmed up, but his face was as cold as the cold winter wax moon.

Fu Tan squatted on the edge of the bed and held her hands, tilted his head slightly to look at her expression, pursed his lower lip, and did not answer.

Fu Yingran felt that he couldn't find his heartbeat, his heart kept falling, he gasped heavily, and asked, "How did you deal with it?" ”

Fu Tan looked at her without blinking, looking at the indifference in her eyes, and her heart felt like someone had been pricked with a needle.

"You know it all."

Fu Yiran closed his eyes and took a deep breath, "What's the benefit of you provoking her like this, why do you have to do this?" ”

"Kill the chickens and make an example, I have to do this, only let her know that it is powerful, she will not dare to beat your idea again. I will not allow any danger to come near you. ”

"But by doing so, you're completely tearing your face with her, have you ever thought about how we're going to deal with ourselves in the future? It is impossible for the emperor not to investigate such a big matter. ”

This is the Imperial Palace of the Twilight Kingdom, which is the territory of the Queen Mother.

The strong dragon is not the head snake of the ground, and they are not strong dragons, but they are just relying on the name of Dazai.

Fu Tan disagreed, and sneered, "Don't worry, we can't find it." And the Queen Mother will not only not expose us, but will also help us cover it up. Don't forget, she sent that thief. ”

She sent a thief out to steal the evidence of the crime, but was found and dismembered, and it was found that the most shameless thing was the Queen Mother herself.

At that time, maybe even the poisoning of the first queen will be involved, and the cloth will be exposed to the sun.

In any case, she will not let this matter develop in a big way, she will only find a way to press and cover up.

She is not only covering up her brutal and cruel behavior, but also covering up her ugly past.

"Dazai asked me to help the heavens attack the twilight, why didn't you tell me?"

Fu Ying's voice fell, and Fu Chen's gentle and smiling eyes were covered with frost, sharp like two knives, which can cut people with a thousand knives.

Fuyan, it seems that the warning given to her is not enough!

The corners of Fu Yingran's mouth twitched a little, his expression suddenly couldn't be tightened, he lowered his face lonely, and laughed at himself.

"It turns out that I am a pawn. The Queen Mother used me to cling to Dazai, and Dazai used me to seduce the emperor, slander, and take advantage of the fire to rob and annex the Twilight Kingdom. ”

Fu Yingran grinned and giggled, but there was no smile on his face, and his low, self-deprecating laughter was heartbreaking.

He took her face and gently took her into his arms, resting her face on his broad shoulders.

"You don't have to care what other people think, or what they tell you to do. Just follow your heart. ”

Fu Yingran lay on his shoulder, rubbing his face against his clothes, found a safe place, and buried himself in his warm shoulder socket.

The smell of his body lingers in his nose, clear and calming, as long as he is around, it seems that there is no need to be afraid of anything, don't worry.