Lu Yixuan gritted her back molars and spread her hands: "This is the hidden weapon used by the assassin last night, this is the silver needle removed from your body," she combined the left and right palms together, "They are coming at you, right." "Although these two kinds of hidden weapons are different, they can be similar in shape, and they are all smeared with half an inch of micro red on the tip of the needle for identification, which shows that the source is the same thing.

Feng Mingxie's eyelashes drooped, and she lightly twisted the silver needle in her hand and rubbed it secretly, thinking for a moment before saying: "There is a school guard organization loyal to the king in the Beirong Royal Court 'Pillow Remains', pillow and forgetful, mostly to cultivate dead soldiers for loyalty, but there is no need to survive the mission, life for life, regardless of gains and losses. His eyes narrowed slightly, and when he spoke of "pillow remains", it seemed that there was a mocking disdain in his eyes, "They are dressed in animal skins, like fur drinking blood, and everyone smears the blood of the fox king on their foreheads to show their sincere loyalty." ”

No wonder those people wore hollowed-out fox heads, and now they think about it, it is really powerful, although Lu Yixuan has never heard of it, he can also understand it: "You mean, it was the Beirong assassin who attacked last night?" "What a bold man, he sneaked to Da Yan's territory to plot against him, but why is the target this little prince who is not in charge of politics and has been in Fengyang City all the year round, what does he have to do with the assassination organization of the Beirong Royal Court?

Lu Yixuan was taken aback by this conclusion, originally she thought that those thieves who had not been cleared were pretending to be ghosts.

"Xu is because of the first two years of martial law outside the province of the division of troops, Beirong over the years to conquer and expand the intention of the territory is obvious, in the invasion of Wanle, the king has discussed with Wang Duhu to ask the play to send tens of thousands of iron cavalry to the rescue of the Tong'an battalion, and at the same time take the opportunity to establish mutual business with Wanle to open the trade road on the southwest border, thus blocking the Beirong's vain attempt to expand."

If you say that you hold a grudge, you can take it for granted.

Feng Mingxie threw the silver needle lightly, lifted the corners of the quilt and got out of bed: "The East Palace of the Sacrifice to Heaven was assassinated, and the Son of Heaven Long Yan was furious, do you know why," the Ninety-Five Venerable sprinkled fire in the imperial study to investigate thoroughly, and many generals of the three major battalions were implicated, "Because, he has also experienced it." ”

Lu Yixuan was stunned and stiffened: "Back then, the Beirong assassins also assassinated the Holy Lord during the sacrifice to the sky?" "No, it should be said that he is still the prince of the East Palace, Lu Yixuan's mind flashed, "It's you—at that time, it was you who saved Your Majesty, right?" ”

Feng Ming evil has become the life-saving benefactor of the Ninety-Five Emperor in front of everyone's eyes, this royal kindness, the emperor is engraved in his heart, and everyone in the world knows it.

The little prince coughed lightly at the corner of his lips, and suddenly felt a slight fishy smell in his throat, he lowered his eyebrows and saw that his fingertips were stained with blood, his expression moved, and he hurriedly covered his sleeves and wiped it off.

"News has come from Funan Province that 3,000 elite soldiers will come to escort them tomorrow, and they can set off when the camp arrives." What he had just read was the express sent by the prefect of Funan.

"So fast?" Lu Yixuan was stunned, after one night's work, Su Yicongee arranged all the surrounding provincial capitals, and originally thought that he would stay in this mountain forest for a few days, after all, Feng Mingxie's injury had not healed, and Doctor Jiang did not speak, who dared to make his own opinion, she frowned and raised her eyes to see that Feng Xiaowang was looking at herself for a long time.

"Goodong", Lu Yixuan almost choked to death by his saliva: "What do you see? "It's uncomfortable.

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows evilly, brushed the paperwork on the couch, ran his fingertips around his ears, and lazily: "General Su said, you were very angry yesterday?" "I can't strangle the thief.

"Nature." Lu Yixuan held his head high, and the young people of the Beirong foreign clan were so bold and trespassed into the territory of Dayan, which was too deceitful.

"The little general also said, you cried."

Lu Yixin was stunned for a moment, the corners of his mouth moved and moved, and he forcibly held back the words: "Nonsense!" ”

The girl riveted her anger and wanted to hide her emotions It was really funny, and Feng Mingxie sighed with emotion: "This king thought you were distressed." He wasn't embarrassed.

Lu Yixuan subconsciously followed the "spit", the root of his teeth clenched, the man looked like he had forgotten the pain of the scar, and he knew how to behave when he got cheap.

Feng Mingxie sighed "oops": "I don't know who it is, I was wronged last night, full of self-blame." His eyebrows were frivolous, and he leaned over and fell in front of Lu Yixuan's eyes, as if a faint fragrance of flowers had plucked the light strings in his heart, and he buzzed in response.

Poof, ordinary.

It's your own heartbeat.

Lu Yixuan opened her mouth and stammered, the reflection in her eyes was the lazy look of the man's teasing, and she breathed a sigh: "Feng Ming evil you-" This bastard didn't sleep all night because of hemp boiling and tranquilizers, how could he know his whispers in his ear and all the changing emotions?!

Lu Yixuan's face "boomed" and blew up most of the time, as if her little secret was clearly revealed in his eyes, and she stomped her feet and wanted to smash the fist in her sleeve into the man's face.

Feng Mingxie also smiled and groaned: "This king doesn't like those little tricks either." "The pain must be endured and patient, there are many hurdles in the world that people can't get over, and greedy for temporary confusion is just an excuse to escape, and there will be two if there is one.

The corners of Lu Yixuan's eyes couldn't help twitching, but when he saw the man's expression reproducing those brilliant flamboyance, he was inexplicably relieved, and he didn't want to care about his "small success" at all.

"Are your injuries alright?" She asked more, not now, but in the past ten years.

"Relapsing from time to time has long been the norm." Feng Mingxie waved his hand nonchalantly, and didn't care if his life would suddenly come to an end one day, maybe today, maybe tomorrow, he saw Lu Yixuan's puzzled expression, and said calmly, "Otherwise, what do you think should be, complain about the sky or sit still?" He raised his voice and smiled, extremely indulgent and free, "This king holds the supreme in the world, why don't you let go and enjoy it." ”

Power under one man, above ten thousand.

Therefore, this man has always acted unscrupulously, preferring open fire and clinging to war, profligacy and enjoyment, complementing each other in him.

Lu Yixuan's incredulity was fleeting, she laughed, this is like the little prince who is full of Shengjing, who has no taboos and acts recklessly, and can engrave the wealth and absurdity of the entire Dayan Dynasty on it.

"Tsk, I thought you would wish this king would ...... as soon as possible" A life whimper, look at the girl who treats her coldly when she doesn't agree, opens her mouth and closes her mouth to bastard, cold-eyed mocking and spitting, so disgusted.

"Shut up!" Lu Yixuan's face changed, and he jumped to his feet, and reached out to cover his mouth.

Bah, bah, how can anyone curse their own early death.

Feng Ming evil Yang Mei: "That is reluctance." "He's pretty self-pleasing to himself.

Lu Yixuan's face was hot, retorting no, Ying Cheng was even more not, she felt the slight itch at the corner of her lips rubbing in her palm, like a butterfly's wings kissing lightly without leaving a trace, a small fire suddenly burned to the limbs, completely heartbroken, she knew that she should withdraw her hand, now, immediately, immediately, but, as if her feet were fixed in place, she didn't even listen to the movement, and stiffened her body as if indulging in this moment of ambiguity.

"Lord Wang......" suddenly lifted the curtain of the tent, and the cold wind that suddenly rushed in disturbed the charm of the room, causing incense to curl and entangle, Dongting's words choked in his throat, "Whoa" hurriedly put down the curtain of the tent, and the whole person stiffened half and stood motionless outside the camp and did not dare to move.

Ahem, ahem.

shouldn't have broken in when his master and Miss Lu were alone, and he felt that he had no vision.

The curtain of the tent opened a small corner, and Lu Yixing's flushed face was no better than that of Dongting, and he got out of the tent and pretended to be serious: "Lord Ting, the prince is invited." After she finished saying this, she turned around and ran to the gate of the camp, and she had to - faster than a little mouse, and was hit by Dongting, and she felt embarrassed and embarrassed all over her body at this moment.

Dongting tidied up his clothes and stepped in, Feng Mingxie was leaning on the bench, replacing the incense in the furnace, there was a thin stack of books on the desk, and the eyes of Lord Ting flashed: "Lord, there is a report from Fengyang City." He handed the single letter hidden in his arms to Feng Mingxie.

The man took it but didn't rush to open it, just reached out and rubbed Fang Cai's slightly ached heart, Dongting saw that he was busy and wanted to come up to help, Feng Mingxie raised his hand to stop him: "You have been to Fengyang before you came to the corner, talk about it first." ”

"Hundred cheeses." Dongting lowered his voice and stood upright.

"Is there a cover-up?"

Dongting shook his head: "It's strange to say, a few little eunuchs invited a lot of local celebrities and rich people to make a three-day flowing banquet on the grounds of returning to their hometowns and provinces, and they also invited the prefect. "The momentum is mighty, as if Fengyang City doesn't know that Shengjing is coming.

Feng Ming thought for a moment, then opened the sealed letter, swept his eyes, and his eyebrows flowed: "The plan has changed." ”

Plans have changed.

In the early morning of the second day, when the sky was slightly hazy, the three thousand elite guards of Funan Mansion had arrived non-stop stepping on the clear frost, and the winter wind was blowing the flag hunting, Lu Yixuan only felt that the tip of her nose was sour, and her eyes were red and wanted to cry, she exhaled slightly into her hand, and she had seen white water vapor condensed in her palm.

Always unconsciously, winter covers.

Everyone watched the whole army ready to go, and the little captain knelt on the ground, only then did he know that the little prince Feng decided to go back to Fengyang to recuperate, and he could not return to Shengjing City with the army.

"Isn't this a rebellion?" Lu Yixin was stunned for a moment and looked at Su Yixiang, he didn't mention anything yesterday, how could he decide to do it so suddenly.

"The holy decree didn't say that the king should also return to Beijing immediately with the army." Feng Mingxie likes to scratch people's feet the most, and he patted the jujube red horse beside him.

Qiu Lian touched his chin, indeed, the Son of Heaven didn't say anything, and the little prince dared to poke anything out.

"The matter of the past few days, the prefect of Funan has been reported to Beijing according to the facts, and this king's old illness will not be cured for a while, so it is better to go to Fengyang to rest for a while instead of rushing."

It is reasonable, after all, the experience accumulated by the little prince in Fengyang for more than ten years is much better than returning to Shengjing to find Taiyi in a hurry.

Feng Mingxie's long sleeves were sweeping, and the six men who were originally napping by the horse's hooves slipped into the BMW incense car, and the little prince turned around and smiled and was about to step into the carriage when he stopped: "General Su Xiao, this crackdown on bandits is good news anyway, and there will be a reward from the saint, can you ask for something?" ”