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"Then, does the young master want to reward the slave family~" The silver fox turned over and sat on Ayafu's body, his jade arm was wrapped around Ayafeng's neck, and his watery eyes looked at Ayafeng affectionately.

Ayafeng was just about to speak, but suddenly coughed violently again, and the silver fox hurriedly handed over the handkerchief, Ayafeng took the handkerchief, coughed a few times, and threw it on the ground.

"I'm a little tired today, so you should go back and rest early. Ayakaze's face turned pale, and her chest always felt stuffy.

"Young master~ You are not happy with such a slave family~" The silver fox frowned, his tone was strange, and he helped Ayafeng up, and Ayafeng was pushed into the dormitory by the silver fox half-pushed and half-on the spot.

The silver fox helped Ayafeng and quietly looked back at the handkerchief on the ground, and there were a few traces of bloody phlegm on the snow-white silk.

A sinister smile flashed across the silver fox's delicate face.

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Chengfu Imperial Capital, the song of Youlingsheng is endless during the day, and the lights of thousands of homes are flickering at night, so it is a peaceful and peaceful scene.

I can't see the internal worries of the princes of the imperial court fighting for power, nor can I see the external troubles of the imminent loss of the Tibetan Dragon River.

The palace is continuous, magnificent, and the palace actually occupies five points of land.

In the East Palace of the Prince, several expensive fish fat candles are still held at night, and a slender but not weak figure is reflected in the window.

In front of the bookcase, the hand holding the white jade wolf is slender and white, the bones are distinct, and the smart and elegant ink characters fall on the fold one by one.

The man in front of the bookcase had untied his long hair, as if the eyebrows and eyes outlined by light ink were as handsome as the words on the paper, and he was dressed in a majestic dragon ink robe, and he only had the word "elegant" on him.

Elegant and indifferent, not angry and self-assured, the prince is also a good knife that completely hides needles.

Qian Yi sat next to the bookcase, raised his hand and pressed his sore eyes, there were more than a dozen stacks of folds on the desk, and now the emperor does not ask about the government, and the trivial matters inside and outside the court must be seen one by one.

Emperor Penglai was obsessed with the astrological secret art of the Ayawang Pavilion, and he didn't ask the people in the world, and begged for medicine all day long, wanting to live forever.

Qian Yi knew that if such an emperor had gained immortality, it would really be the suffering of the people.

Flipping through the battle report from the western border a few days ago, Qian Yi sighed helplessly, and said to himself, "General Gongliang can't fight anymore, Rongge has invaded the realm, and now who else can fight." ”

Suddenly, there was a knock outside the door, and a young little father-in-law gently opened the door and walked in, knelt in front of Qianyi, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, Gongzi Zhe was killed in the Ayawang Pavilion." ”

Qianyi's hand holding the pen paused, and there was no emotion on his indifferent face, but he sighed lightly, and said, "This time, I thought that the second child would go to pay tribute to his mother and concubine, and read his filial piety, so he didn't send a killer to follow, and he couldn't wait to die first?"

"We caught Childe Zhe's personal bodyguard, and after some torture, he told him about Childe Zhe's murder near the Ayawang Pavilion, and then he was overwhelmed and died. ”

"Hmm... This is to get rid of a henchman for me. Qian also put together a fold and said thoughtfully, "It's just that the Ayawang Pavilion relied on the favor of his father, and he deceived and didn't report such a big thing." ”

"Your Highness, we can just take the opportunity to push out the Ayawang Pavilion, after this incident, Your Majesty will definitely not listen to the slander of the Ayawang Pavilion again. ”

"Nope. Qianyi's expression was indifferent, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, he took an empty book, dipped his pen in ink for a few lines, handed it to the little father-in-law kneeling in front of the case, and said, "Give this to my father, and I will say that the Ayawang Pavilion sent someone to send a message, saying that the second prince sacrificed to his mother and concubine, and accidentally fell off a cliff near Linbi Mountain, and the bones were gone, so he called his father to mourn." ”

"Yes. The little father-in-law didn't understand the prince's intentions, so he had to take the fold and retreat.

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Ayano Pavilion.

The next day, when Qian Ze was flipping through the scroll in his hand, Mo Xuan hurriedly pushed open the door of Qingyunju and walked in, leaned into Qian Ze's ear, and whispered, "Emperor Penglai sent a messenger over, saying that he wanted to invite King Aya's face to the saint, it seems that the news of the death of the second prince has been transmitted back to Chengfu." ”

"Good. Qian Ze had memorized the contents of the scroll, and he was tired of silently reciting his identity to the portrait of the royal family every day, so he casually agreed, and asked Mo Xuan to pack up his things and prepare to return to the imperial capital.

Emperor Penglai ordered the recall of Ayahime, saying that it was an ordinary summons, but in fact, he had received the news of the death of the second prince and wanted to summon Ayawang to ask for guilt.

Chisawa and his party left the Ayaoh Pavilion with Ayahime in the White Tiger Luan, and Ayakaze stayed in the Ayaoh Pavilion to manage the affairs of the family.

Ayafu sat in the middle of the half-smoked house, coughed a few times, and when he saw that the teapot was empty, he asked Silver Fox to pour some tea.

The silver fox was very obedient and well-behaved, and soon made a pot of fragrant tea and brought it back, sat in Ayafu's arms, and poured a cup of tea.

"Good Yin'er," Ayafeng touched the silver fox's cheek and said with a wry smile, "I don't know what's wrong with my body recently, I often feel chest tightness and drowsiness, so I called the doctor, but I only said that I was weak, why?"

Ayafeng asked, the silver fox's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled coquettishly, "Where is the young master weak, it is clear that he has little rest, quack doctors harm people, and the slave family will drive him out." ”

Unexpectedly, Ayafeng took the silver fox's small hand, looked at the silver fox's deep eyes, and asked softly, "Yin'er, do you still hate me." ”

Looking at Ayafeng's bitter smile, the silver fox hesitated for a moment, got up and said coquettishly, "Young master, what are you talking about, the tea is cold, and the slave family will go and change a pot for you." ”

With that, the silver fox hurriedly picked up the teapot and walked out of the half-smoke house.

The silver fox was a little distracted, and finally stopped in an open space full of impatiens, the teapot in his hand slipped to the ground, and the tea was scattered all over the ground, and where the tea splashed, the blooming impatiens quickly withered because they were stained with poison.

The silver fox stood quietly, the pain of the broken tail was extremely clear in his memory, and every time he looked at Ayakaze, he could make the silver fox think of the hideous face when he raised his knife to cut off his fox tail when he resisted desperately and wanted to escape from the Ayawang Pavilion.

Just as the silver fox was stunned, there was a coughing sound behind him.

"If you can't do it, forget it, it's really distressing that you look embarrassed. ”

Ayakaze stood behind the silver fox, and the scene of the impatiens withering Ayakaze saw it all.

"Ever since you followed me, you have been cold, and you don't like to laugh or talk. Ayakaze smiled bitterly, "I'll eat whatever you give me, I know it's poisonous, but you'll be happy when I find out when I eat it." ”

The silver fox didn't say a word and left in silence, without glancing at Ayakaze.

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The author has something to say:

After finishing this chapter, it's already one o'clock in the morning, and as the saying goes, early morning is the easiest time to be blind, so in order to prove this saying, I began to think about it.

This chapter is actually more like a fan, and the plot is not so masculine, telling the story of what happened between Ayakaze and the silver fox.

At the beginning of the story, I set Ayakaze as an out-and-out villain, killing people, setting fires, and bubble girls.

But he doesn't seem to be a qualified villain, he is merciful everywhere, and he has a heart, probably Ayakaze.

I gradually lost control of the characters I had created, and I felt that they were living their own lives and moving the story on.

I even wondered if Chisawa would be willing to follow the outline I had set.

Perhaps, who lives and who dies, even I don't know.

Okay, I'm done with emotion~ After all, I still want a ticket~