Chapter Eighty-Seven: Hit the Spot?

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"The royal family is ruthless, since he was born in the emperor's family, from the moment he was sensible, his sons never had the luxury of family affection."

Fu Wenxiu glanced at Fu Hong calmly, and his voice was calm and cold: "Father still told his son, what is the matter with calling his son here today." โ€

Fu Hong felt as if he had a ball of strength, hit the wall, looking at Fu Wenxiu's reaction, he was a little discouraged, and said quietly: "It seems that you are still blaming me, but the emperor, you must know that my father is doing this for your own good." โ€

"Now that King Zhou is powerful, his voice among the people is far higher than yours, although he doesn't care about anything on the surface, and he looks light, in fact, I know that he is very ambitious, and he has even set his eyes on my dragon chair for a long time."

Fu Wenxiu's expression was flat, and a subtle sneer crossed the corner of his mouth: "Since my father has long known, why not fulfill him quickly, why do you want to pull me to pave the way for his imperial career for so many years?" โ€

"Oh!" He slapped his head and pretended to be abrupt: "I almost forgot, with a waste prince like me as a foil, the more outstanding King Zhou's actions are, and the future change of the prince will be smoother!" โ€

"Presumptuous!" Fu Hong was furious and slapped the table, "When have I ever held such a heart!" โ€

Fu Hong had never been so angry, he was short of breath, his chest fell together, his resolute eyebrows were furrowed, and he pointed at the people under the seat with a trembling finger and scolded: "I have done so much not for you, Fu Wenxiu, do you know that the way to be a king is difficult, from the moment you are the crown prince, you don't know how many people like King Zhou you will meet in this life, and now you can't even deal with him, can you handle the intricate relationships in the court in the future?" I can rest assured that I will hand over the entire Daliang country to you!? โ€

The implication is that the reason why he did this was because he had trained Fu Wenxiu.

"Heh," Fu Wenxiu sneered, his handsome face was full of indescribable coldness, he looked at the person in a gorgeous dragon robe in front of him, and said word by word: "Yes, I don't know how to be a king, let alone power and trickery, but!" โ€

His tone was heavy, he lowered his head, his whole person's aura became sad, and he said in a dumb voice: "But...... If I were the emperor, at least I wouldn't let my beloved woman die unclear, let alone pretend to be deaf and dumb after knowing the cause of her death, and even share the bed with the woman who killed my beloved wife, raising my eyebrows! โ€

"Shut up!"

"Did I poke you?" The corners of Fu Wenxiu's lips twitched, his smile was not as good as his eyes, and his voice was cold and cold.

Fu Hong's face turned pale by what he said, his eyes were heavy, he stared at the ground thoughtfully, and his voice was dumb, as if he had aged more than ten years in an instant.

"It turns out that you hate me because of this......"

"How dare you?" Fu Hong smiled coldly.

"But father, please rest assured, what you don't do, sooner or later, the son will find out one day, and give his mother justice." A hint of tenderness flashed in those cold and heavy eyes, and his voice softened a lot.

"My mother's last wish before her death is to hope that I can become a Ming monarch, even if my father doesn't say it, my son will do it, but this is not your radical method, but my explanation to my mother."

Hearing this, Fu Hong's eyes sank again, and his heart felt like he had overturned the seasoning, and when he thought of his Wan'er, his heart hurt like a pinprick.

It's not that he doesn't want revenge, but as an emperor, there are too many things that he can't help himself.

In order to balance the control of the court, he welcomed the daughters of several families, including the Zhuang family, as concubines.

He favored Wan'er, and the concubines in the palace saw it in their eyes, and at that time, the Zhuang family's edge was gradually revealed, Zhuang Daiqing was jealous of Shangguan Wan'er's exclusive favor, so he designed a conspiracy to frame his beloved wife.

But at that time, Fu Hong was in the stage of consolidating the throne, and he really couldn't offend these big families, so he deliberately didn't investigate and understand thoroughly, and only said that the queen died of illness.

But he deceived everyone, and even deceived his own heart, but he still couldn't hide it from Fu Wenxiu......

Fu Hong hung his head and muttered in a low voice: "It turns out that you knew early on that your mother did not die of illness......

Fu Wenxiu pulled the corners of his lips and stopped talking, as far as he was concerned, when this person gave up investigating the cause of his mother's death and chose his so-called imperial way, he was no longer his father.

"If nothing happens, the son will retire." After speaking, Fu Wenxiu bowed his hand, and was about to turn around and leave, but remembered something.

"Oh, by the way, I want to bring another person with me to the southern locust plague this time." The thin figure in red flashed in his mind, he paused, and continued: "Duan Ning, the daughter of the Duan family, the medicine for controlling the locust plague this time was designed by her, and the son wants to solve it in time if something happens to her around her, besides, Miss Duan's medical skills are excellent, and she also has some effect on the treatment of the locust plague, and I hope that my father will allow it." โ€

Hearing this, Fu Hong came back to his senses slightly, thinking of the woman who had just danced the sword calmly in the square, speaking decently and doing things steadily.

He nodded, "Yes." โ€

"Thank you, Father." Fu Wen practiced and said lightly: "Then, the retainer will retire first." โ€

Looking at the back of Fu Wenxiu leaving, Fu Hong opened his mouth, but after all, he swallowed the words he retained, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged into his heart.

If this is God's punishment, he is willing to accept it.

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The music gradually fell, the singing eased, the dancing girl looked slightly tired, and the pleasant and crisp tune sounded all night, and everyone was inevitably tired of listening to it and tired of watching.

The palace banquet was coming to an end, everyone returned to the banquet, Fu Hong was not interested, and everyone left the palace after waving his hands and retreating.

After Sinan said goodbye to Bai Shan, he walked with the Duan family to the gate of the palace, and then left in a carriage.

A few people were walking, and they heard someone calling behind her in the distance.

"Miss Duan Ning, Miss Duan Ning, please stay!"

Sinan paused, looked back, and found that it was actually a person dressed as a small guy who hurriedly ran over, and after a salute, he said: "Miss Duan Ning, my Royal Highness would like to ask you to borrow a step to speak, I don't know if it is convenient for you?" โ€

Sinan glanced at Duan Qirui, and when he saw the latter nodding, he smiled and said, "Yes." โ€

The little servant turned sideways and said respectfully, "Please also ask the girl to come with me." โ€

"Okay."

The Duan family and the Bai family formed an alliance, assisted by the prince's faction, Sinan had heard countless rumors about this person as early as three years ago, he was a kind-hearted prince, he was kind to the people, and he was very easy-going to anyone, but these words were in other words that Fu Wenxiu did not do much, and compared with King Zhou, who was both civil and military, and had a good way of governing the country, it was very different.

Rumors are rumors, but Sinan doesn't think so, but she thinks that in the frame of a scheming villain like Fu Wenlang, she can sit firmly in the position of the prince until now, this Fu Wenxiu is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

He's either really stupid or pretending to be stupid, he's a tiger who knows how to poke on his prey.

It just so happens that she also likes to work with such people.

The little girl took Sinan to the side of the relatively small road, under the withered poplar tree, a handsome boy in white stood with his back to her, his clothes fluttered with the night breeze, and the moonlight fell, coating the clothes with golden silk dark lines with a layer of brilliance.

"Master, the man has brought it."

The person under the tree turned around, looked at Si Nan and smiled modestly, and said lightly, "Miss Duan Ning." โ€

Sinan also smiled politely, and bowed: "The courtiers have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." โ€

"Get up." Fu Wenxiu gave her a moment and said with a smile: "It's just you and me here, Miss Duan doesn't have to be polite." โ€

"Thank you, Prince." Sinan got up and met the other party's gaze, "I don't know why His Highness called me here today?" โ€

Fu Wenxiu gave the little servant a look, and the latter immediately understood, and quietly retreated, before he continued: "I told my father today that you will also go with me on this trip to control the locust plague, and I also ask Miss Duan Ning to forgive me for not telling me in advance, after all, I have a tense relationship with my father and the emperor now, and it is not easy to see each other." โ€

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is serious, I don't mind." Sinan smiled.

She looked at the man in front of her quietly, and found that the humble son praised by everyone in Kyoto City was really not covered, Fu Wenxiu spoke softly, and his gentle smile was just right, so that people couldn't feel his shelf as a prince at all.

But Sinan knew that this smile did not come from the heart, and it was alienating, and there was ice that could never melt under his smiling eyes, indifferent and distant.

"Actually, this palace called Miss Duan here, and there is something I want to ask."

Fu Wenxiu's words pulled Sinan's thoughts back, she was stunned, and then said with a smile: "Your Highness, please ask, the courtiers must know everything." โ€

He coughed lightly twice, lowering his voice slightly, it was late at night, and there was no one on the palace path, and by doing this, he added a bit of mystery to what he was about to ask.

"I have seen the prescription developed by Miss Duan to control the locust plague, to be honest, many old doctors in the palace are not as accurate as your medicine, this palace knows that Miss Duan's medical skills are excellent, I want to ask you ......"

He paused and continued: "I want to ask you, what kind of poison does a person take, and his eyes will turn blue after death?" โ€

Sinan was startled, looked up at Fu Wenxiu, and suddenly found that there was no smile in his eyes, only the urgency to know the answer, and the killing intent that was about to move after that urgency......

She didn't expect Fu Wenxiu to ask such a question, but Sinan didn't delve into the reason, and after thinking for a while, he said: "There are many poisons that can make people's eyes turn blue after death, may I ask if the deceased is dark blue or light blue?" โ€

Sinan was well-read when she was in the secret sect, and most of them were medical books, and in her eyes, there was no distinction between medicine and poison, she could cure diseases and save people, and she could also refine poison, and turn people into demons in minutes.

"Deep blue!" Fu Wenxiu was sure, as if the color had been in his mind for many years.

Sinan nodded thoughtfully, and said slowly: "If it is dark blue, it is nothing more than three kinds of Ten Days Yi Hansan, Blue Mandala, and Cold Ice Poison Dew." โ€

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