The charcoal fire burning in the house was flourishing, and the Su family was afraid that Fang would wake up and get cold, but she stood in front of the desk with the window wide open, the cold wind blew, and the room was full of the quiet and elegant fragrance of Guimo ink.

Fang Xing stared at the brand-new white paper on the desktop, holding a purple pen and frowning lightly, not knowing what he was thinking so distractedly, just after a quarter of now, the lazy sun sprinkled on Fang Xing's side face, as if it was about to warm the scars on her face.

There is an old rabbit on the stone in the south of the Yangtze River, eat bamboo and drink the spring to give birth to Zihao, this pen is made of one of the ten million hairs of the hare, and the pen tube is not a common green bamboo, mahogany, but the warm jade with the tentacles to produce temperature, so a brush with a price of more than 100 gold, but it was given by the prince.

Fang Xing accepted it, this brush was worthless in the eyes of the two of them, but behind the brush was the thoughts of the two of them, as if they were silently celebrating Bai Yuqi's death, Fang Xing had cleared the old accounts, and the crown prince seemed to have held the throne firmly in the palm of his hand.

The prince originally intended to go to Yuzhou to worship Zhou Guogong, but the emperor's body could not leave him for the time being, and Ye Ruying's pregnancy was only about two months, and when it was still dangerous, he postponed this travel plan.

It's just that the death of Zhou Guogong is the most critical step in bringing Bai Yuqi into the land, between gains and losses, I don't know if the death of Grandpa Guo is worth it in the prince's vein.

The queen mother was extremely tired all day long, although she wore exquisite makeup and a graceful and luxurious brocade and phoenix crown every day, she looked more and more haggard, and the only time there was an expression on her face was when the inner supervisor came back from outside to spread the progress of Jingzhao Mansion Yin to find Ning. I don't know, I thought the queen was worried about her.

It's just that the queen hasn't figured it out for the time being, on the day of her birthday on the Qianqiu Festival, Bai Yuqi happened to fall, is there a better birthday gift in this world!

A drop of black ink on the tip of the pen fell on the paper, forming a small dot, Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh, gently put down the Zihao pen, opened the drawer and took out an envelope, and walked to the edge of the charcoal basin.

Once the envelope containing the paper was burned, a trace of light smoke came out, which quickly facilitated the fusion of charcoal and fire, this is the evidence that Bai Yuqi wrote to the Yexingmen rebellion, and now it is useless, Fang Xing began to ask for this thing, because he was worried that the emperor would open up to Bai Yuqi, and now the emperor has dealt with it mercilessly, which makes Fang Xing feel a little irritable in his heart.

Back then, the old marquis Hu wanted to put Bai Yuqi in the position of the prince, and found another way to harm the two princes, in fact, the emperor did not necessarily know, perhaps it was because of this that the concubine Zhou Guogong and others at that time became the yellow finch behind him, but Fang Xing always felt. Something is wrong.

"Wake up."

"Brother.."

Fang Xing slowly turned around, cast his eyes on Su Zang who entered the door, the corners of his mouth hooked up an unguarded smile, Su Xing looked at the crackling charcoal basin, a trace of sadness was dyed between his eyebrows, Fang Xing secretly said that this is not good.

"Brother sit, why did you come to me here?"

"You're going to go out with Qinghuan in a while, I know you don't like to bring this, so I'll send it to you."

Su Zang raised his hand as he spoke, and took out a copper hexagonal sleeve stove from his wide sleeves, with a blue brocade stove sleeve on it, which was specially prepared by Bai Yan for Fang Xing, Fang Xing took it, and it was very warm to hold in his hand.

"Yin Shicai of Jingzhao Mansion came in person, saying that the family of the poisoned guy was not easy to find, so he came to sue him, and the implication was not to find it."

"It's okay, it's not good for me to be left right."

Su Zang stared at a drop of black ink on the white paper, and raised a reluctant smile, Fang Xing was suddenly fine, none of the people in Su Mansion asked her how she was good, although Fang Xing had prepared the wording, Su Xing still did not mean to get to the bottom of it.

"What do you think of the events on that day's Thousand Autumn Festival?"

"What do you mean, brother?"

Su Zang suddenly started talking, his tone was difficult, Fang Xing's eyes flashed, he didn't want to answer directly, and he didn't want to pretend to be stupid, after all, whether it was Su Zang or Hou Ye Baiyan, none of them were fools, and they could see something in the end.

"Brother wants to remind me of the inviolability of royal majesty, or that one day the thunderous wrath will befall me?"

"It's not. Are you going to go to see Aunt Lan with Qinghuan in a while? ”

Fang Xing nodded, a little surprised in his heart Today's Su Zhan, this topic has changed a little faster, he is a cousin who really hurts himself, but it seems unlikely that he will come over in order to send a sleeve stove.

"Remember the first time we met in the Wind Room?"

"Yes."

"At that time, Ye Fanzhi only recognized the birthmark under your wrist, but do you know? Grandfather knew you were you the first time he saw you, and I, even when I saw the birthmark, didn't think you were awake. ”

Fang Xing's pitch-black pupils shook slightly, and he looked at Su Zhan for a moment, wanting to see something from his face, suspicion? or temptation or something, but unfortunately there is none, Su Zhan's expression remains unchanged, and his indifferent appearance still reveals a touch of tenderness that only the other party can only have when he wakes up.

As for why Su Hou Ye was able to believe it at a glance, just look at the screen in Fang Xing's room in a blink of an eye to know that Fang Xing has a mold that looks very similar to the deceased Old Lady Su, maybe the Queen Mother was able to recognize Fang Xing at the beginning, and it was also because of this...

Fang Xing has always been curious, and now after listening to it, he is even more sure that the Queen Mother and the Hou Ye must have some past, plus the Queen Mother did not like the Su Ye family in the past, Fang Xing came up with a bold inference that the Queen Mother should have been in love with Su Hou Ye, but Su Hou Ye likes Mrs. Su, which is really a very old-fashioned plot.

The past of the elders, Fang Xing still doesn't ask about it, it's too disrespectful.

"Why doesn't my brother realize it?"

"It's hard to say, your appearance when you were young has always been engraved in my mind, and although I never came back, I have always corresponded with Aunt Lan, knowing that you are afraid of cold, pain, and a person, like to laugh, like to trust others, and like to eat particularly sweet snacks.."

Fang Xing's face changed slightly, what Su Zang said really made her a little embarrassed, but Fang Xing understood that Su Xing was not here to question her, otherwise talking about Fang Xing's favorite in the past, but the prince, it was difficult to always like it. People always change.

"So.."

"Therefore, you are very different from before, and even have some hostility towards the Su family, so I dare to recognize you slightly."

The look in Fang Xing's eyes was clearly extinguished, and some of them were ridiculous, I have to say that Su Zhan is very smart, much smarter than others, and he is really smart without being exposed. If Fang woke up and came back in a hurry to cling to Hou Ye Su, hugging Hou Ye's legs and feet and crying bitterly and not letting go, Su Zhan might never admit her.

A dead leaf outside the window fell, and the sound of the collision of the branches smashing over the tree rang clearly in Fang Xing's ears, Fang Xing smiled faintly, leaned on the back of the chair with the sleeve stove, and was no longer in a hurry to answer Su's words.

"In the past year, others have seen you as overwhelmed, as if there is nothing you can't solve, and in the eyes of your family, you have suffered a lot of dangers and grievances. In the eyes of the people, you are a good person who rejuvenates the country and the people, but in the eyes of some people, you are a scheming, cunning and sophistical wicked person."

"What about my brother, what kind of person does my brother think I am?"

"You're my sister."

Watchman Su's voice was very low, with a slight warmth, as soon as the words fell, Fang Xing smiled casually, and there was some sadness in it when he lowered his head, and he no longer guessed what Watchman Su wanted to say when he came today, and he had the right to chat and talk between his cousins and sisters.

"Brother's words really make me ashamed of the hostility I once had."

"It's as it should be, to put it in my heart, I'm grateful to Aunt Lan, grateful to her for her life, grateful for her death."

Su Zang seems to have opened the conversation box today, his tone has been very depressed, and he can feel the faint distress in it when he listens carefully, mentioning Aunt Lan, Fang Xing's eyes reveal a little pain, even if the time with Aunt Lan is only more than two short months, in Fang Xing's heart, her weight is only heavier than Su Zang and others.

But Fang Xing doesn't like to put joy, anger and sorrow on her face, and she doesn't even like to put it in her heart, she is very rational and calm, just take Bai Yuqi's death as an example, she can't see sentimentality or happiness here.

"If it weren't for Aunt Lan's presence, I don't think my brother and I would have had the opportunity to sit and talk together."

"Yes, you were very defensive when you first came back, so I'm glad you have Aunt Lan by your side, because of her presence, your heart has gradually softened, and you are willing to believe in friendship, and because of her death, you gave us a chance."

Fang Xing couldn't help but raise her lips, she had never thought about these things, but she also knew that she had changed a lot, although she didn't know if this change was good or bad, but she never thought that she could talk about these things with a man, and there would be no embarrassment when she said it today.

"Something. . . I can see it, and my grandfather must see it, and the reason why I am talking about this today is to tell you that if something happens in the future, you can hide in the arms of your family, and you will have to take risks on your own. ”

"Got it."

Fang Xing has lived two lives, what she is most afraid of is not that someone will play tricks and conspiracies with her, she likes these very much, at least she can deal with it without mercy, but her feelings will become a weakness, and there are too many weaknesses, and it is difficult to move an inch.

Later, Su Zhan said a lot vaguely, Fang Xing understood that he just saw that in the matter of Bai Yuqi, Fang Xing was the black hand who secretly pushed everything, he was not afraid, he was only worried, worried that Fang Xing would make a mistake and fall into the abyss.

Waiting for the housekeeper to tell the legend that Lin Qinghuan was waiting at the door, Su Zhan pinched his throat and left unsatisfied, Fang Xing changed into a white dress with a smile, and went to Aunt Lan's tomb with Lin Qinghuan to worship, firstly, because the murderer finally waited for the due punishment, and secondly, the rumors of Bai Yumo and Fang Xing in Beijing could not be suppressed, Fang Xing just walked back and forth with Lin Qinghuan, and the rumors dispersed.