Gu Yisheng woke up from a long dream and stared at the high roof beams in a daze.

It's dangerous......

I almost fell for someone else's calculation again.

The surroundings were quiet, the curtain was purple, and beside the gauze tent hung a string of beaded curtains—made of fine eastern beads woven with knots at that time, and the round and jade appearance of the beads even shone with a warm soft light in the sunlight, and the autumn wind blowing from the window cracks in the distance stirred the beaded curtains and made an elegant sound like a zither.

The pillows made of moonlight satin are fluffy and soft, the cotton quilts woven in splendid flowers are very warm, and the fragrance of flowers in the room is overflowing.

Behind the window in front of the bed are soothing jasmine flowers, exuding a fresh fragrance, and the green branches show vigorous vitality.

Although autumn is getting stronger, it has a strong spring atmosphere.

The interior of the house is warm and at the same time reassuring.

The qin and zither quietly placed outside the bead curtain are clean and clean, the flowers and trees are all decorated, and a few little girls who are guarding here are quietly doing the needlework in their hands, and they don't dare to disturb Gu Yisheng out of voice, it seems that they are very polite.

Gu Yisheng continued to sleep.

The whole room was left with peace of mind.

The man who had carefully arranged the room in such a way that he sat alone in front of the desk.

He was dressed in a red bedclothes, a pair of peach blossom eyes, and the heavy black green under his eyes was a testimony that he had been waiting all night last night, and a white hosta was casually pulled up his hair, and he held the pen hard, as if he was trying his best to restrain the pain.

He wrote down the excerpts of the Chai Mansion one by one, but he still trembled slightly, and he couldn't write well.

He frowned, a little helpless and irritable, but he still didn't put down the pen and continued to write the fold.

"Childe, but the old injury has recurred?"

Yuan Zhi held a medicine bowl and urged Fu Zhiyan to drink the medicine.

"It doesn't matter."

Fu Zhiyan looked at Yuan Zhi gently, signaling him to put down the medicine and retreat.

"By the way, go see Qiao'an and ask her what's wrong with the third lady? Send the bottle of Gyokuro Rose Herb over again. ”

Hara pouted dissatisfiedly, replied "Yes, Childe" and left.

Why did Childe suffer so much for a ruthless daughter who was destined to cling to the powerful and marry someone else?

There was a big doubt in his small head, and there were three big words "I don't understand" floating all over his body, but he still did what he said.

Fu Zhiyan's study is still so neat, the neat book wall behind it has a unique style, the purple smoke of the incense burner on the table is curling, and the wide window opposite is facing a plum tree.

He turned his right hand, and his wrist was a thick blue-black.

Thick blue-black ......

He couldn't help but clench his fists.

His mind suddenly returned to the night after the Gunpowder Conspiracy......

He rode his horse and whipped his horse, eager to seek the king of Lu, who happened to return to Beijing to report on his work.

That night was bloody and bloody, and all the injuries were made by the Gu family.

His third lady, Ah Sheng, is still waiting for him.

When he was about to arrive at the Luwang Mansion, the scars on his body almost made him fall off his horse, but fortunately they were only skin injuries, only some bleeding, except that his movements became a little slow, which did not hinder him much.

"His Royal Highness King Lu is not here, Fu Shiren, please go back." The servants of the house were neither salty nor indifferent to him, and like their masters, they could not see joy or sorrow, nor could they discern the thoughts of their hearts.

At this moment, a shrill voice came-"It is not false to say that His Royal Highness King Lu is not available, but His Royal Highness is golden and noble, and he does not have the strength to deal with you, a pretentious but pitiful and boring person." ”

King Lu didn't take him lightly—after all, no one wanted to associate himself with a criminal minister who was almost about to be punished.

And this person is obviously the one who came to fall into the well and had a grudge with him - Guanglu Doctor Guo Zhi.

Of course, Fu Zhiyan would not give in to this person, and still repeated his request upright, as if there was no Guanglu doctor named Guo Zhi standing beside him.

"The grasshopper shakes the tree, the mantis arm is a car, and it is not self-sufficient."

As soon as the official sedan chair stopped beside him, the noble cloud boots bent his legs straight, and he knelt on the ground with a straight kneel.

"Meet His Royal Highness King Lu? Then get past me first. ”

The man in the sedan chair walked down without hurrying, his thin lips hooked into a dangerous and treacherous smile.

"Mozhi, Mozhi, you say, is it a creation to make people?"

Guo Zhi kicked Fu Zhiyan's back fiercely, leaving dirty footprints on his innocent and clean clothes.

Fu Zhiyan just snorted, and didn't react, letting him bully.

"Back then, you were a grass farmer, just because the Gu family's disaster girl saved his life, and you soared - you are indeed powerful, talented, clever and flexible, and the doctors of Guozijian are full of praise for you...... But what's the use? ”

Guo Zhi gradually moved his foot to Fu Zhiyan's right wrist, as if he was about to crush a dead branch.

"As soon as Chen Siye and Dr. Hu die, you will become mud in this field. Although she is still favored by Her Royal Highness the Queen, isn't there no official position after all, and she is the little girl's master for nothing? ”

His eyes were soaked with mockery, like the frost and hail of autumn, and he was not willing to give up until he destroyed people to death.

"Don't forget, the death of the two masters is inseparable from you."

Guo Zhi pushed hard, but Fu Zhiyan was still silent.

"And I, because of my father, is naturally in the top position of the people, even if I don't rely on my own talent, no one dares to talk about me. And you, even if you are rich and talented, what about you? What if you have the ambition to serve your country? For you, all this is just a dream. ”

Guo Zhi rubbed the tip of his shoe against Fu Zhiyan's face and mocked: "What a little white face, no wonder Her Royal Highness likes it." ”

Fu Zhiyan did not react.

"What a coward, he didn't say a word, why, do you still have illusions about the little lover who saved you?"

Fu Zhiyan only moved his body slightly to the side and said, "Those who are clear are self-purifying, there is no need to say more." ”

This Guo Zhi refused to give up, picked up the horsewhip and shook it, as if he recalled some of the past, and said with a sneer: "You shouldn't have forgotten, right?" You won me on the horse farm back then, but I was whipped three times! ”

I remember that when I was in Guozijian together, this Guo Zhi habitually liked to gag and say things that were not cultivated, so Fu Zhiyan never liked to travel with him.

This Guo Zhi is not a good person, he tends to be inflammatory, and he can't wait to step on the ground.

In that young racecourse polo match, Guo Zhi threw Fu Zhiyan a bag of broken silver and sneered: "Give you money, buy clothes, don't wear other people's clothes." Well, in return, you're going to have to let me win. ”

Of course, Fu Zhiyan threw the silver back and did not agree.

However, it was that time that Guo Zhi fell off the horse because of his poor skills and was accidentally whipped three times by Fu Zhiyan's team of passers-by, and from then on he attributed this humiliation and hatred to Fu Zhiyan and vowed to take revenge.

It's all in the past.

Fu Zhiyan ignored him, only continued to bow to the gate of the palace, and said loudly: "Your Majesty Fu Zhiyan, I implore His Royal Highness King Lu to summon you!" ”

"Click" is the sound of broken bones.