(I had insomnia last night, unusually strict insomnia, I couldn't sleep for a long time in bed, and I didn't go to bed again until about ten o'clock this morning, and I slept for a few hours in a daze, and my brain was still confused at this time.) Insomnia, for an optimist like me, is actually a rare thing, but since May last year, it has appeared on me, and every one of them is the fault of Qingyu Nian, which is very helpless...... I'm writing this chapter slowly, and it's too early for the end. ）............ When the winter snow falls on the bluestone slab, it quickly melts, and it is extremely difficult to accumulate. The snow flakes that fell on the bright yellow glazed tiles were frozen by the cold wind, and they looked like countless broken clouds waiting peacefully in the golden morning light.

Fan Xian withdrew his greedy gaze and admired the snow, followed behind Eunuch Yao with his hands in his hands, quietly bypassed the quiet and turning palace wall, and walked towards the depths of the palace surrounded by those vermilion blood. Behind the two of them, more than a dozen guards followed cautiously, at this time Fan Xian was not bound, and the name of the traitor had been set in the will, the guards were very worried, if Lord Xiao Fan suddenly made trouble in the forbidden palace, what ability could these people have to stop him.

But it is obvious that many officials have died in Kyoto, and Fan Xian even ordered the world to be shocked by the death of the scholars in the imperial city, but he has no interest in fighting in the palace, perhaps because he knows that there are endless masters in this seemingly quiet palace, or because he knows that the emperor in the palace is a high mountain, and before the mountain falls, no matter how much trouble in the palace is meaningless.

The corner of the eaves of the Taiji Hall moved with the pace of people on the high palace wall, walked through a small door, walked through a snow plum, and a line of silent people came to the front of the imperial study.

Fan Xian waited quietly outside the study, Eunuch Yao glanced at him with a complicated expression, and Hong Zhu, who stepped forward to guard the door of the imperial study, whispered a few words, his face was slightly different, and he turned back and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty is waiting for you in the small building." ”

"Xiaolou?" Fan Xian was slightly stunned, his eyes did not fall on Hong Zhu's face, and he did not take the risk of asking with his eyes in front of everyone, but smiled a little reluctantly, and said, "Then let's go." ”

Eunuch Yao waved his hand, stopped the dozen or so inner court guards outside the cobblestone arch, and led Fan Xian into the harem alone. Behind the two of them, the guards could not hide the nervousness and suspicion on their faces, and Hong Zhu, who had been standing honestly at the door of the imperial study...... Looking at the back of Master Xiao Fan who walked into the deep palace, an irrepressible sadness suddenly surged in his eyes, and he hurriedly lowered his head, for fear of being seen out of the way by others, but this bowing of his head seemed to be seeing off Fan Xian.

............ The inner palace after the snow is very quiet, and occasionally you can hear a few laughs coming from the deep palaces everywhere. Fan Xian has good ears, and he can even hear the sound of mahjong falling to the ground from somewhere. He couldn't help laughing, thinking that those things in Kyoto must not have been transmitted to the palace today, and the big guys were quite happy, but the palace didn't seem to be so lively in the past.

Fan Xian likes this, lest this palace is always cool and heavy.

The palace is very familiar to him, as familiar as home, the emperor is waiting for him in the small building, he naturally knows the way, still like a Confucian with his hands on his shoulders, and marches towards the northwest corner of the palace without hurrying or slow, but Eunuch Yao fell behind him instead.

It's already at this time, no matter how anxious it is, presumably His Majesty the Emperor won't be in a hurry. It just so happened that the place in the palace was big, the air was cold, and there was already snow on the rockery of Dongshu Xiaohu, which was much more beautiful than the winter scene in the palace, and Fan Xian could just take two more looks, but he walked steadily step by step, and the eyesight of Eunuch Yao behind him had some other flavors.

Eunuch Yao sensed that Master Xiao Fan in front of him was pranayama, and he was relying on the correspondence between his body and the surrounding environment to advance his realm into a certain sensitive and abundant level.

Eunuch Yao's head was lowered, and he knew what Lord Xiao Fan was walking slowly and breathing step by step.

Walking through the winter tree garden, bypassing the rockery, walking on the wooden stack on the cold lake, and was about to cross the cold lake to cross the snow pavilion, which was also a snow pavilion that had a long talk with His Majesty, Fan Xian suddenly stopped, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

There are people under the snow pavilion, and several eunuchs and palace maids are accompanying a noble-looking woman to enjoy the snow there, and there may be a stove in the pavilion, but the noble man is still wearing a very precious and warm mink robe. After being stunned for a moment, Fan Xian smiled and continued to walk towards the pavilion, he didn't expect that in such a cold weather, he would actually bump into a concubine in the palace.

When he entered the palace today, he would not go to see Concubine Yi, nor would he go to see Ning Cairen and Concubine Shu in the cold palace, and even deliberately avoided it, so he chose this plank road above the cold lake, but he still ran into one. Naturally, he wouldn't hide, and Eunuch Yao followed behind him, so naturally he didn't dare to speak out and let him choose another path.

As soon as the two entered the pavilion, those people in the pavilion were taken aback, obviously they didn't expect that at this moment, there would be outsiders entering the palace. The sharp-eyed palace maid saw Gonggong Yao with his head bowed behind Fan Xian, and hurriedly half-squatted to salute, secretly guessing the identity of the young gentleman in front of her head.

Fan Xian stood in the pavilion, and he was also surprised in his heart, secretly thinking that within a few months, why did the palace maid in this palace change a child, and he didn't even know himself? Thinking like this in his heart, his eyes subconsciously fell on the concubine sitting in the center, and refused to leave for a long time.

This concubine is about fifteen or sixteen years old, and her appearance is still young and beautiful, but now she wears a ring, looks good, and dresses luxuriously, which shows a bit of nobility and arrogance. With an irrepressible pride in her eyes, the concubine looked at Gonggong Yao and asked, "Is Your Majesty available for lunch?"

Father-in-law Yao didn't respond, just smiled, thinking that it was really not a good choice to play a favored role at this time. These people in the pavilion suddenly felt a little weird, especially after noticing the young man's gaze, they felt extremely angry, and secretly wondered where such a bastard thing came from.

Fan Xian looked at the concubine's slightly bulging lower abdomen in a daze, although she was wearing extremely heavy fur outside, she could still see it clearly. He immediately knew that the noble man sitting in the pavilion and admiring the snow in front of him was Concubine Mei, who was now being favored, and it was this woman who was pregnant with the dragon species of His Majesty.

There was a dead silence in the pavilion, and Fan Xian quietly looked at Concubine Mei's lower abdomen, looking at it for a long time, and the expression in his eyes was very complicated. However, this kind of ** naked woman staring at His Majesty, especially looking at this position, is really quite rude.

"Where did the bastard come from, where did those thief eyes go?" A palace maid who was not very old stared at Fan Xian and reprimanded him sharply, looking at that appearance, she was ready to step forward and slap Fan Xian immediately. This palace maid is a girl brought in by Concubine Mei from outside the palace, these rì masters follow the son, servants follow the master, and they are so arrogant and proud in the palace, even the lady in the Shufang Palace is also mostly gentle greetings, and has raised a lifetime of arrogance, where have I seen a man like Fan Xian in the palace.

Fan Xian's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the palace maid who came over with an angry face, and did not move.

Eunuch Yao's heart sank, he has been following His Majesty these days, and he hasn't paid much attention to the affairs in the harem, he really didn't expect that the people around Concubine Mei would be so blind now.

With a crisp slap, Eunuch Yao floated forward, slapped the palace maid to the ground, and then quickly retreated behind Fan Xian, lowered his voice and said humbly: "Little Lord Fan, Your Majesty is still waiting for you." ”

Fan Xian glanced at him with a smile and said, "Why are you so nervous, afraid that I will kill her?"

Eunuch Yao smiled innocently, didn't say anything, thinking that you are taking this step, the killing intent in your body has already reached its peak, and there is no leakage in your body, you really have to touch an introduction, and the casual anger of this strong person on the ninth grade is not something that anyone can stand it.

The palace maid was directly slapped to the ground, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. The air in the pavilion seemed to be condensed, Concubine Mei looked at this scene in amazement, angry and even a little confused, she couldn't understand why Eunuch Yao, the eunuch of the head of the inner court, did this, who was this young man, who dared to kowtow to himself without kowtowing, and dared to stare at himself so rudely!

Only the eunuchs and palace maids who were serving on the side heard clearly the identity that Gonggong Yao deliberately pointed out in dialogue, and they finally knew that this young scholar who entered the palace alone turned out to be Lord Xiao Fan, who the seniors in the palace never forgot to remind him, and they immediately lowered their heads nervously, not daring to look at each other directly.

Fan Xian calmly looked at Concubine Mei with an angry face, paused for a moment and said: "It's cold, let's go back to the palace, it's okay to play mahjong, it's frostbite here, it's not good for the child in the belly...... Don't think that when you look at you in the snow pavilion, you will feel that you are beautiful, let alone expect him to hurt you more, living in this palace is actually very simple, just be honest. ”

His eyes fell on Concubine Mei's stomach again, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly and shook his head, thinking that this time is still short, how can he already show his arms, it seems that Emperor Lao Tzu is really strong in any way, but I don't know if this belly will be his other brother or sister.

"I hope you can give me a sister, I don't have a sister yet. Fan Xian blessed Concubine Mei very seriously and sincerely, and then bypassed the people under the snow pavilion, walked up to the wooden stack on the other side of the lake, and headed towards the northwest corner of the palace.

Concubine Mei struggled to keep herself from crying, anger and helplessness piled up in her heart, she subconsciously glanced back at Fan Xian's back, and couldn't help but shudder. After all, it was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl's family, and after hearing the identity of the other party from the last sentence, she was involuntarily a little afraid, since she was pregnant with the dragon species of Her Majesty, she was proud on the one hand, and scared on the other hand, because she knew what the child in her womb meant to the one in the Shufang Palace, and to the "foreign minister" surnamed Fan.

She didn't think that Fan Xian's last sentence was a blessing, she only listened to this sentence as a jǐng notice, but she didn't expect that Fan Xian sincerely hoped that she could give birth to a princess, after all, if she gave birth to a prince, she was afraid that for the rest of her life, she would fall into the dark dumping and never float again.

Concubine Mei looked at the back that disappeared in the light snow with slight fear, and the fear in her eyes gradually turned into unwillingness and resentment.

............ Emperor Qing was not in the small building, he was in front of the large abandoned palace in the northwest corner of the palace, looking at the small building. The temple here is sparse, the winter garden is lonely, and there are rockeries, but they have long been dilapidated, and it seems that they have not been repaired for many years, and they are even colder than the cold palaces on the other side.

In front of a barren and long grass, Father-in-law Yao retreated silently. Fan Xian was alone, looking at the bright yellow figure between Xiaolou and Changcao, and walked over quietly, slightly one position behind, just like at the seaside in Shanzhou back then, and watched Xiaolou silently with him.

The father and son of the monarch and the minister did not remain silent too much, the emperor took his hands behind, quietly watched the small building, his thin lips opened slightly, and asked indifferently: "Did you see Concubine Mei before?"

"Yes. Fan Xian's hands were also behind him, and when he heard His Majesty's question, he answered calmly.

"Do you think she's a man or a woman?" the Emperor asked. At this time, the feeling in the field was very strange, their father and son had been in a cold war for several months, and the world was in the world because of the cold war between the two of them, I don't know how many people died, but they didn't have the anger and rebuke that outsiders expected, just chatting very casually.

"It's supposed to be a princess. ”

"Oh, I always knew that you learned the world, but I didn't know that you would know that you would be able to do these things from your mother-in-law. The corners of the emperor's lips curled slightly, and he said sarcastically.

"I can't talk about learning the world, but I still have some understanding of medical skills, and the most important thing is that the one in Concubine Mei's womb can only be a princess. Fan Xian replied respectfully.

"Hmm......" The emperor's brows gradually furrowed, and he said coldly: "In your opinion, I can't raise a more angry guy than the third one?"

"No, you can't. Fan Xian responded very simply: "Because Concubine Mei is not as good as Concubine Yi." ”

The emperor was silent for a moment and then said, "This is also reasonable, but the blood of the Heavenly Family is thin, and it is always good to have one more prince." ”

"If His Majesty is merciful, it is naturally good for Daqing to have many princes. Fan Xian didn't say exactly what pity was, but lowered his eyes slightly, and said directly: "Otherwise, if there is one more Cheng Qian, Cheng Ze will come, and it will not be interesting." ”

As soon as these words came out, the emperor's face sank quickly, and Fan Xian mentioned the second prince of the crown prince, although the dismal end of these two princes was all his own hand, but I have to say that the emperor's majesty had actually taken a too cold-blooded and wrong path for the cultivation of his sons, and on this point, if the emperor who has gradually aged does not have a trace of feeling in his heart, it is absolutely false.

Fan Xian stood behind the figure of Emperor Xiao Suo, calmly paying attention to every subtle change in His Majesty, and found the faint pain in the other party's heart, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, no one in this world is a real god, even if he is as powerful as the other party, after stepping off the dragon chair, he gradually walked towards the road of an ordinary old man.

Emperor Qing's changes over the years have always fallen in Fan Xian's eyes, and it is precisely because he knows this that he has the courage to come to the palace today and say these words to the other party.

These words were like knives, cutting the emperor's heart, and then His Majesty was not He Zongwei after all, but after a while, the emperor's face turned back into the eternal Dongshan cliff, which was as warm as jade, but in fact it was rugged and sharp, disdainful of storms.

"He Zongwei is dead?" the emperor asked slowly.

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"You have been thinking hard in the house for seven days and seven nights, and I was thinking about what you could do to move me, but I didn't expect that it would be such nonsense after all. The Emperor shook his head and said mockingly, "You are really disappointed in me. ”

Fan Xian smiled shyly and responded: "Your Majesty is like a mountain, and there is no obstacle to a thousand years of wind and rain, I am just an ordinary man after all, no matter how I think about it, it is impossible to come up with a means to make something out of nothing." After all, people's imagination is limited, and there are no things in the world, and no matter how you think about it, you can't think of it. ”

This sentence is very sincere, it is indeed Fan Xian's heartfelt words, in the face of such a powerful and powerful character as Maxi à......, how easy is it to find a way to defeat the other party? ”

Fan Xian suddenly raised his face, with a gratifying luster on his delicate face, and said, "However, this time is different, I will never be able to find a sure way...... If you can never think of a good way, why not use the easiest way?"

The simplest way, six simple words, but it contains a deep meaning. What is the easiest way in the world? Naturally, it is to bite with its teeth and tear it with its claws like a wild beast, and engage in the most primitive and bloody hand-to-hand combat.

Fan Xian said this, this is a breakthrough after frustration from the heart, a spicy ruthlessness, a kind of bastard energy that he has never shown to be quite indifferent, vividly displayed.

His Majesty the Emperor suddenly calmed down, turned around and looked at his son quietly, as if he wanted to find something different from this familiar face, and after a while, the Emperor laughed loudly, and there was a little more appreciation in the laughter.

However, the laughter was instantaneous, and the voice of His Majesty the Emperor was extremely cold: "Killing ministers in public, treating Qinglu as nothing, this is reckless, not heroic." ”

"His majesty is Mingjun, and He Zongwei is Jiān Chen, so He Zongwei must die. Fan Xian suddenly smiled, and calmly said something that he and the emperor would not believe, "The people who died today are all officials of the He faction, but if it comes out of Kyoto, the shock to the world must be not small." However, He Zongwei is benevolent and righteous and moral on the surface, but secretly he is a male thief and a female prostitute, and his majesty is wise and martial.