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Could it be that he fell off the horse because of 嫆嫆?

no, I can not.

Fang Mingfeng immediately denied it, and raised his hand to rub his forehead.

He is really crazy, how could he believe Gu Yanfei's nonsense!

and……

The corner of Fang Mingfeng's mouth showed a trace of bitterness, but his eyes were extremely hot, recalling the way Gu Yunmai stood in front of him desperately just now.

For her, even if it's unlucky, so what, I'm happy with it!

Fang Mingfeng lay on the ground, looking up at the disc-shaped silver moon in the night sky above.

Gu Yanfei's words lingered in his ears like the ravings of a ghost: "The closer you get to her, the more unlucky you will be..."

No!

Fang Mingfeng tried his best to shake off the words in his mind, and told himself repeatedly that this was nothing.

These days, he has figured it out.

Even if the person she likes is not him, but he can silently guard her for the rest of her life!

The surroundings are quiet, the night is quiet and deep, and there is no one on the road.

Only Fang Mingfeng was lying there alone.

The cold wind was biting, but his heart was hot and his heart was beating powerfully.

Suddenly, there was a sound of hurried footsteps approaching.

Wow!

Gu Yunxie's beautiful face appeared in Fang Mingfeng's mind, his eyes lit up, and his heart was ecstatic.

He struggled to raise his head and looked in the direction of the sound of footsteps, but saw a pair of old and dirty straw sandals coming into view, and then another pair of cloth shoes with large and small patches came over.

Fang Mingfeng's heart sank.

The owners of the two pairs of shoes all squatted down, and one of them said harshly: "This man fell off his horse, it seems that he was seriously injured."

"Quick, take away all the valuables on him." Another person urged impatiently.

"Presumptuous!" Fang Mingfeng gnashed his teeth and reprimanded. Two beggars and refugees dared to be rude to him!

Seeing that he couldn't move at all, the two beggars didn't care about being presumptuous or not, so they did what they said, and together they searched Fang Mingfeng's body inside and out, cleaning out his purse, sleeve bag, belt and even short boots, etc. Yes, take away all the valuables, including the hosta on Fang Mingfeng's bun.

Fang Mingfeng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the veins on his forehead were twitching. He wished he could kill these two untouchables with one blow.

He has been living smoothly in his life, except for being frustrated with Gu Yunxie, he has never been so powerless as he is now...even when he was stabbed by King Kang that day.

"The closer you get to her, the more unlucky you will be..."

"First you get hurt, you lose your money, then you lose your family, until you lose everything."

"By then, you will be in deep quagmire, and you will not die well!"

These words Gu Yanfei said echoed in his ears over and over again, and this time, he couldn't get rid of them, and couldn't forget them.

In the distance came the wild cat's ostentatious cry, as if it was mocking someone.

The night was getting darker and colder.

Ice edges hang down from the eaves, and the dew on the ground condenses into frost little by little.

The sky gradually brightened, and the sun rose slowly.

The prince of the United Kingdom was found unconscious in an alley by the patrolling Wucheng soldiers and horses. His hair and clothes were soaked in dew, and he had apparently been frozen all night.

When the British official Fang Huairui was notified by Wucheng Bingma to come to lead the people, his face was so dark that it was ugly.

He didn't even ask what happened to Shi Zi, but he just ordered his servants to throw him back to the mansion and take care of him.

Afterwards, Fang Huairui hurried into the palace again.

Since the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, the emperor has never been to the court early, but whenever the courtiers asked, the eunuch Zhao Rang said worriedly that the emperor suffered from the wind and cold during the interrogation at Chengtian Gate on the ninth day of the Lunar New Year, and his dragon body was unwell.

When the emperor did not go to the court, all the papers handed over by the courtiers were suppressed. No matter how noisy the noble families were, if the emperor was not seen, it would be like punching a fist into cotton, and there was nowhere to use it.

There was a long line outside the gate of Qianqing, and many officials were waiting there against the cold wind.

They all knew Fang Huairui, and they nodded to each other, thinking that Fang Huairui also came here specifically to see the emperor.

But Fang Huairui did not go to Qianqing Palace, but instead went to Yangxin Hall from Yuehua Gate, politely asked Eunuch He to help pass the message: "Eunuch He, I would like to see His Royal Highness the First Prince."

Eunuch He went in to report, and not long after, he came out and led Fang Huairui in, passed through the curtains, and led him all the way to Dongnuan Pavilion.

In the past, there was always a strong smell of medicine in Dongnuan Pavilion. Since the emperor gave it to Chu Yi, it has become another kind of clear and crisp scent, and there is no parrot call. peaceful.

At this time, Chu Yi, dressed in white, was sitting in front of the torreya chessboard by the window, playing chess with himself, and the black and white chess pieces had already occupied half of the chessboard.

The sound of each move was crisp and clear, and every move he made was very slow, appearing to be calm and relaxed.

The young man's gestures are elegant and leisurely, and the corners of his lips are slightly raised.

"Your Highness." Fang Huairui stopped three steps away and saluted respectfully.

After the incident at the Yu family, Fang Huairui has been to Qianqing Palace and the Hall of Mental Cultivation several times in the past few days, but he has neither seen the emperor nor Chu Yi. Today Chu Yi is willing to see him and let him There was so much hope in my heart.

Fang Huairui glanced at Chu Yi quickly, feeling that the eldest prince seemed to be in a very good mood, so he bit the bullet and said, "I don't know if I can let the humble minister take the cheap one back?"

While speaking, Fang Huairui scolded Shi Yu a hundred times in his heart.

However, Mrs. Yu is a legitimate wife of the British government. No matter how much Fang Huairui dislikes what this wife does, he still has to worry about the face of the British government.

The Yu family has been locked up all the time, which inevitably aroused many speculations from outsiders, and his own face was not good-looking.

"sit."

Chu Yi picked up a white piece from the chess box, and the white piece shone brightly in the sunlight.

A waiter brought an armchair over, Fang Huairui sat down beside him, and another waiter served him tea.

The fragrance of Biluochun tea permeates faintly.

Fang Huairui took a sip of tea, feeling a little more confident in his heart, and continued: "Emperor Taizu once said that the crime is not as good as a married woman."

As he spoke, he carefully observed Chu Yi's expression.

"Emperor Taizu did say that, but..." Chu Yi didn't look at Fang Huairui, and moved his slender fingers in Heizi's chess box, making a slight knocking sound.

Finally, he picked up a sunspot, and his voice was as gentle as usual: "Except for treason."

The sound of falling was suddenly a little sharp, releasing a bit of murderous aura.

Fang Huairui's heart contracted suddenly, his hands shook violently, and his face was barely tense.

The Yu family was so bold that they laid a blood poison on the eldest princess, murdered the princess, and kidnapped hundreds of children with the intention of blaming the emperor. Everything was sensational.

This is no different from treason!

Not to mention, the eldest prince still has the handle of "former empress".

Fang Huairui's heart was heavy, as if there was a mountain pressing down on his heart.

Fang Huairui is a warrior, but that doesn't mean he's stupid. As a coach, what he relies on in marching and fighting is not his strength, but his brain.

Fang Huairui settled down, pretending not to understand, and said lightly, "His Royal Highness, the Yu family is unkind, unfaithful, unfilial, and ambitious. They committed heinous crimes for their own self-interest, but this treasonous heart is determined." I dare not have it."

"If the queen of the previous dynasty had a posthumous child and was still alive, she would be fifty years old now. For the past fifty years, the Yu family has been fairly stable, and, maybe the child is no longer alive."

"This child is most likely to die young."

A sneer appeared on his rough face.

Chu Yi picked up the enamel teacup of the Three Gentlemen of Plum, Orchid and Bamboo, and drank the tea slowly, noncommittal.

Fang Huairui looked at Chu Yi's Qingjun's side face, and his heart lifted a little bit, cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

After taking two sips of tea, Chu Yi put down the teacup, then turned his head to look at Fang Huairui, and smiled.

"Does the British Duke really think so?"

His smile is still so gentle, under the sunlight from the window, it makes people feel bright.

Seeing it in Fang Huairui's eyes made him feel chills.

Fang Huairui was about to cry, but what the eldest prince said...

He cursed the Yu family for the one hundred and one time in his heart: Marrying a wife is not a good thing, and it will harm the three generations, and the ancients did not deceive me!

At this moment, he is walking on a tightrope, and the abyss is below. If he makes a wrong step, even the British government will fall into the abyss and be completely destroyed.

Without waiting for Fang Huairui to answer, Chu Yi said calmly: "The posthumous son left by Emperor Hongwu from the previous dynasty is indeed dead."

"Died more than twenty years ago."

Fang Huairui's eyes lit up in an instant, and he breathed a sigh of relief as if he had been pardoned.

Very good!

He tried not to laugh, and took a sip of tea from the teacup with a strange expression, trying to suppress his shock.

Chu Yi withdrew his gaze from Fang Huairui, turned to look at a few clumps of green bamboo in the courtyard outside the window, and continued: "However, this former prince still left behind a son."

"Over the years, the Yu family has secretly recruited the remnants of the previous dynasty in his name, recruited soldiers and horses in Yuzhou, forged weapons, and secretly connected with Nanyue to smuggle firearms and iron ore to Nanyue."

"British Lord, where did the iron ore of the Yu family come from?"

"..." Fang Huairui's eyes twitched, speechless.

Yu used the name of the British government to privately occupy the iron mines, which the First Prince had known for a long time.

Still ask! Still ask!

Chu Yi was still talking slowly: "This time, Yu uses the efforts of two hundred children to seek luck for a hundred years."

"My lord, tell me, what is the purpose of this 'Hundred Years of Luck'?"

Chu Yi was still looking at the green bamboo clumps outside the window, and tapped the knuckles of his right hand rhythmically on the edge of the chessboard.

Fang Huairui's heart fluctuated violently several times between Chu Yi's few words, and he felt that he was going to have a heart attack.

He quickly swallowed the tea, but accidentally choked on it, and coughed sharply with his head down: "Cough cough cough cough..."

It took a while for Fang Huairui to calm down a little, and when he raised his head again, he happened to meet Chu Yi's eyes as deep as the sea, without waves or ripples.

"Do you want to see the evidence?" Chu Yi asked with a smile, picked up another sunspot from the chess box, and played with it flexibly, turning from the index finger to the little finger, and from the little finger back to the index finger.

His slender fingers were quick and dexterous, as if this little sunspot was a part of him and couldn't escape his palm no matter what.

Inside the East Nuan Pavilion, it was as warm as spring, but Fang Huairui felt a bone-chilling chill.

"..." Fang Huairui's throat was burning, and he felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and a large piece of cold sweat oozed from the back of his neck.

He felt as if he was the pawn that Chu Yi held in his palm.

Things have come to this point, if he continues to struggle to the death, it will only displease the First Prince.

Fang Huairui hurriedly stood up from the armchair, took out the Tiger Talisman from his sleeve, lifted his robe and knelt down, raised the Tiger Talisman with both hands, and lowered his head.