There must be a cause and an effect, Rong Ruo thought, if Bai Shengxing was directly arrested by the people in the building, maybe those people in Nanmen Town would not have to die in vain, but just think about it. After all, Bai Shengxing is a high-IQ criminal, even without Ouyang Qian's help, he may not be able to be arrested, otherwise he wouldn't have been hiding in Nanmen Town for so many years without anyone finding out, and secretly killing so many people.

Rong Ruo and Ouyang Qian were really lucky to be able to escape, and in the end, Rong Ruo found that Bai Shengxing's spirit had been problematic, crazy and violent, if they were still so sane, they might have died in that experiment.

There is often a fine line between a genius and a madman, and Bai Shengxing is a thought of demons.

Speaking at this time, Chu Feng looked at Mu Beichen in surprise, patted his thigh again, and sighed: "I didn't expect that the person who hadn't found the Medicine King Valley for so long was right by my side." ”

However, looking at Mu Beichen's calm appearance, it was obvious that Rong Ruo had talked to him about this, Chu Feng couldn't help but be curious: "Medicine King Gu, don't you want to ......?"

Rong Ruo snorted lightly: "Don't think about it, Ouyang Qian said that the reason why the Medicine King Valley can't be found is not because of mystery, but because of the formation, but if they don't want to see you, you won't be able to enter if you die in this life." ”

Chu Feng leaned back, waved the folding fan and slapped it on his chest, so why did he and Wei Wuchang and the others toss for so long?

"The prince has a big life, and he even got the inner tank of the **thousand-year-old silver-armored crocodile." Feng Zhu held the cup and smiled lightly, "Forget it over there in the Medicine King Valley." ”

Chu Feng saw that Mu Beichen had no intention of objecting, so he wrote it down, and prepared to go back and write a letter to the past, so that Wei Wuchang could withdraw it with someone.

"You let Wei Wuchang go to Jingnan." As if he had guessed Chu Feng's thoughts, Mu Beichen suddenly said.

Chu Feng didn't understand, "Jing Nan, that's not Boss Yan's territory...... and the mountain bandits have been exterminated, what are you going to do?"

"If my guess is correct, after the Queen Mother's birthday, the emperor will probably still let General Yan Shao go to Jingnan." Feng turned his cup, and a bright light of wisdom flashed in the fox's eyes, "After all, he doesn't have a good reputation in the Southern Army. ”

You can't keep it in the capital, in the end, Yan Hui is young and strong, and it's not Yan Zhengdao, according to the name of a royal gift that has been raised for a long time, if Yan Hui stays for a long time and doesn't arrange a position, he can't resist the speculation of everyone outside, but he really makes an errand and puts it in the capital, and the emperor is not at ease.

It just so happened that Yan Hui in Jingnan had a merit, and because he was not the Yan family's Northwest Army, his prestige in the army was insufficient, and he couldn't do it for twenty or thirty years if he wanted to completely take power.

"Shang Ji still wants to return to the Jingnan Army, he is the emperor's person, and he has led the Jingnan Army for many years, and he has cultivated many cronies in the army. It's not that if you have merit, people will obey you, there are too many aspects involved, not just a general position, but also the involvement between various families who are constantly parting ways.

Mu Beichen's eyes were cold, the tea in his hand had not been drunk, and it had turned warm, "Arrange for Wei Wuchang to go to the army, and the others don't need to act for the time being." ”

Feng Zheng's eyes tightened, and the fox's eyes narrowed, bringing out a sharp light, "You want to ......"

Chu Feng also sat up straight, he glanced at Mu Beichen, then at Feng Zhu, and finally lowered his head to drink tea.

"Jingnan Jun......" Feng pinched the body of the cup with his fingers, "It's just that it has been abandoned by merchants in the past few years." "But as long as you put it away, how to adjust it is still a problem.

Rong Ruoshi was sleepy, but when she was in the carriage, she asked Mu Beichen to tease her, and her sleepiness passed, so she sat in the courtyard with Mu Beichen, originally wanting to determine what he meant, but then she didn't expect Chu Feng and Feng Zhu to come, and she yawned at this time, and she was really not very interested in those conspiracies.

However, Rong Ruo also heard it, could it be that Mu Beichen was fighting the idea of the Jingnan Army?

Now that the situation in the capital is gradually clear, don't think about it on the prince's side, King Duan is outstanding, King Chun is unreliable, Mu Beichen was cut by the emperor from the position of commander of the forbidden army, and among several princes, he dislikes this son the most, which is more or less in the hearts of all the courtiers.

Rong Ruoqing's white fingers pointed on the stone table, and what he was thinking in his heart was: Mu Beichen plans to compete for the crown? What are the odds?

Looking up at the dark sky, the storm is coming.

After talking for a while, Rong Ruo came up sleepy, so he got up first and went back to the room to make up for sleep, and waved his hand with his back to the other people, "I'll go to sleep, and I'll call me tomorrow afternoon." ”

Mu Yuanche was still standing at the gate of the courtyard, because the four of them spoke in lower voices, he vaguely heard a few words, but he couldn't spell out a complete sentence, and he felt that he was a person who adhered to the bottom line, and he definitely didn't sit with these ungrateful guys, and he had to insist on himself, so he kept standing far away at the door.

At this time, when he saw Rong Ruo's dragging appearance, he snorted very unconvinced, and he really thought that he was the mistress of Jingwang Mansion, and his posture was quite big.

He didn't expect at all why Banxia and Yuegui in the Ju Yuan were not only not the slightest dissatisfied, but also ran up and down extremely attentively.

Before Rong Ruo left, he threw a porcelain bottle to Feng Zhu, and when Rong Ruo's back disappeared, Feng Zhu opened it and smelled it, and a fragrance went straight to his nose, just smelling it made people feel refreshed.

The wind squinted the fox's eyes, good thing.

"Since you're back in Beijing, I'll leave tomorrow." Feng Zhi is used to the vast world outside, but he is not used to shrinking in the capital, and he has just caught a clue, and he is thinking of finding a time to go in person.

Feng Zhuren had already stood up, and Mu Beichen glanced at him, "Before leaving, accompany me to a place." ”

Feng was stunned, a touch of desolation flashed in the corner of his eyes, and then he put away the porcelain vase and returned to the usual smiling fox appearance, "Got it." "Waving your hand back, it means you don't have to send it.

……

At the same time, in the Xiliang Embassy, Princess Fushan had just finished bathing, she was wearing nothing, she was wrapped in a blanket with water vapor, her long black hair hung down her shoulders, and the skin at the collarbone was fairer and softer.

She picked up a letter with her long green fingers, and after reading it, threw it into a brazier next to her, her eyes flashed, and she summoned her attendants.

A figure came in an instant, and he didn't dare to look down, staring at the ground.

Princess Fushan smiled, picked up a strand of fine hair and curled it on her fingers, "How about the things that let you check?" ”

"After the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, Prince Dazhaojing did bring a woman back." He is a secret guard cultivated by the royal family, and he has his own hand for concealing his whereabouts and searching for information, and after a day and a night, he quickly fed back the news, "But that woman is very ordinary, she is the daughter of a merchant in a small county town, and she is lucky, she saved the poisoned prince as soon as she entered Beijing, and then she often went in and out of the hospital and harem, and be......friended Wu Yuanzheng and others."

Princess Fushan twisted her eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "Who asked you to say this, what is her relationship with King Jing?" She would never believe that King Jing would look down on an ordinary merchant's daughter, either there was something inside to it, or King Jing deliberately did it for others to see.

"After entering Beijing, King Jing arranged her in a remote courtyard far away from the main courtyard, and I heard that the relationship between the two is also average." The secret guard didn't understand, originally he thought that an ordinary folk girl had won the favor of the three princes of the dynasty, and it must be because of her deep love, so she would have to make her his fiancée regardless of her position and identity, but the clues he found were that the two of them often didn't see each other for ten days and half a month.

It's not at all like the rumored King Jing in the capital who dotes on his fiancée and accommodates everything.

After hearing this, Princess Fushan sneered, and sure enough, as she expected, it was just a woman, but King Jing used it to hide people's ears.

"Princess." The dark guard paused before continuing, "The woman who was on the street yesterday was not that Rong Ruo. ”

Fushan was surprised: "What? She rose a little, and the fluffy blanket slid down a little, revealing a lotus root.

The dark guard's afterglow swept to a little pale, and hurriedly lowered his head, "It is indeed the carriage of King Jing's mansion, and it is Feng Wu, the personal guard next to King Jing, who is driving the car, the identity of that woman...... Can't find it. ”

Fu Shan gathered the blanket, and the corners of his mouth curled a little with interest, "This is kind of interesting." ”

After the secret guard left, Princess Fushan maintained her previous posture and leaned on the couch, her black hair fell down and spread all over the ground, and several questions surfaced in her mind, and finally fixed on that ordinary appearance.

The white clothes are sassy, the wind and bones are steep, the momentum is like green bamboo, and it is indomitable.

……

Princess Fushan is next door, Rao is warm May, there is also a brazier in the room this time, the burning is booming, the whole room is burned warm, ordinary people as long as they stay for a while will be steamed out of a layer of sweat.

It's just that the people inside not only don't have the slightest sign of sweating, but they also wear coats thicker than outsiders, sitting at the desk, their fingers are thin and long, and their fingertips are excessively white, like white ice condensed by water, holding a hard pen, writing unfast, every word seems to be a little floating, the lines are scattered, beautiful and regular, but there is less momentum.

He lowered his head, his whole face behind the candlelight, and a layer of darkness fell like a moon obscured by dark clouds.

When the last stroke fell, he raised his head-

The face is full of jade, and the eyebrows are soft as if they are about to open a layer of water at any time, and they are like gentle cotton candy, with sweet silk, quietly depicting a waterscape in the south of the Yangtze River.

The corners of his mouth are slightly pursed, and the whole person is light and soft, as if he is gathered by smoke and clouds, as if he can blow him away with a big breath, so that when people face it, they dare not speak loudly, for fear of disturbing people.

The room was covered with a heavy blanket, so when people came in, there was no footsteps at all, he put down the hard pen, raised his eyes to look, his eyes were soft, reflecting the ink-like corners of his eyebrows.

"The princess is asking someone to investigate the affairs of King Zhaojing." With a neat figure, a red suit, outlining a delicate figure, the woman speaks crisply, without any nonsense.