Fu Beimo nodded, not quite understanding, and after thinking for a moment, he asked, "But it's been many years since the incident. Since we can't find out what poison was used, sister-in-law, can you think of another way?"
Yan Funing agreed: "I'll try my best to think of a solution."
“Thank you, sister-in-law!”
On this side, the Yan family's carriage headed to Prince Cheng's Mansion.
On the other side, Fu Ciyi was on duty in the Hanlin Academy.
There was clearly a lot of official business to do. When he opened the document, the image of a lotus flower on the woman's lower back flashed through his mind.
I had three dreams last night.
In the last dream, he stood behind her, pinching her slender waist.
The picture was extremely clear, and on the fair skin, there was a bright lotus.
I still remember that in my dream, he rubbed that lotus hard.
The maid pointed to the waterside pavilion and introduced with a smile: "There are not many princes left, and there are not many princes, young masters, and princesses in the palace. Do you want to go over, Eighth Young Master and Seventh Sister?"
Just then, Pang Gaozhuo came over.
Yan Xinghe was very satisfied.
After hearing this sentence, his eyes lit up.
The maid pointed to a nearby field and said, "This is the training ground. There's no horse racing or martial arts competition going on right now. Are you two interested?"
Yan Funing nodded: "Exactly."
It is dangerous for my sister to be confined to the library reading alone.
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"See this well? Outside are all the maids you shot to death."
Yan Funing then looked at Fu Ciyi: "My dear, what if he takes Bei Mo with him?"
He sat down on a chair by the window, looked around at the layout of Fu Ciyi's office, and reminded him, "There's an autumn banquet at Prince Cheng's mansion today. Are you really not going?"
Seeing this scene, you are happy and shake your head.
Yan Bojian smiled and said, "He's worrying too much. My aunt doesn't have two sons. The eldest son is the consort of a neighboring country, and the second son is a capable man. My aunt is just being mean and pairing the second son with your sister."
But my sister-in-law wanted to go, and Yan Ba also expressed his desire to go, so I didn’t say anything. After all, I was just following them.
So, Fu Ciyi took Yan Xinghe to the training ground, and Yan Funing retreated to the pavilion.
By the way, find a way to detoxify.
"That's Sister Yan Qi, right?"
Yan Bojian placed his documents under Pang Gaozhuo's desk.
After saying this, he ordered the maid to lead the way.
It doesn't look like it was painted on, because it doesn't fade, it looks more like a birthmark.
"Eighth Young Master and Seventh Sister, please come over. The princess will surely be furious. Please go outside." The butler bowed and raised his hand. "This old servant will go and inform the princess."
"Okay." Fu Ciyi agreed reluctantly, and turned around to remind her, "Sister, he will stay in the library."
There were no guards in the library, and there was a sentry every few steps inside. There were no maids guarding behind each room, so anyone who came in or out was allowed to stay away.
The words that come out of his mouth are quite scary: "He won't tell you, he's just good at talking. If he doesn't have the guts, he'll draw a picture for you."
Otherwise, how could it be Pang Gaozhuo's turn?
The Cheng Palace steward greeted Fu Ciyi coldly upon seeing him arrive. But upon seeing Yan Funing, his eyes were filled with amazement, and he became even more attentive.
Yan Funing didn't answer me. She just looked around, then at the bows and arrows scattered on the ground, and said calmly, "The crossbow has a long range, but a low hit rate. A broken crossbow can't fire continuously. You see, it's too complicated. I'm afraid the arrows have to be installed one by one, right?"
"Well, why is he afraid that you will be noticed by others?"
"I heard that his sister will go to Prince Cheng's Mansion to attend the Autumn Banquet today."
"That means you're not sleeping well. I can prescribe some tranquilizers." Pang Gaozhuo lowered his voice, "Why, do you dream every night?"
The library is very quiet.
The two men nodded to each other, one walked out the door, and the other retreated.
"Is there no place specifically for storing medical books?" Yan Funing asked a maid.
"He should go back. The Hanlin Academy is a place for casual conversation."
I walked out quickly, grabbed Yan Funing's arm, and pulled her out of the room I had just left.
Even if the prince from another palace wanted to come over at this moment, it would be possible.
It seems that my mother is still planning to hold an autumn banquet.
Hearing that there was no horse racing or martial arts competition, Yan Xinghe was itching to go and watch.
"Yes." The maid came in.
Pang Gaozhuo nodded: "Indeed, those who can attend the Autumn Banquet are all very idle."
Pang Gaozhuo pointed to the door.
Retreating inside the wall, it became a little quieter.
The maid shuddered at the sound and dared not speak.
Yan Funing struggled: "If you have nothing to say, just say it badly, but don't pull it."
Yan Funing smiled gravely: "The crossbow on the shelf is not equipped with the mountain and the hanging knife, so it has no killing power at all. Why are you shaking?"
When the maids in the mansion saw me like this, they all trembled like sieves.
Yan Funing nodded: "You can just read here for a while, and he can help you tell your aunt that you are here."
Niu Yunyan asked Yan Funing, "Sister, do you want to go?"
Fu Ciyi didn't even raise his head: "Can't you see I'm busy with official business?"
A head popped out from the house in front and shouted softly, "Who's making noise?"
Since Yan Bojian said so, Niu Yunyan felt relieved and gave up the idea of going to the autumn banquet.
Niu Yunyan walked over and happened to pass by Fu Beimo.
Nuannian came out with a crossbow and aimed at Yan Funing.
Otherwise I will teach you a lesson.
Yan Funing nodded: "Well, go look for some medical books."
As soon as the maid left, Yan Xinghe pulled Yan Funing's sleeve and said, "Sister-in-law, you want to watch the horse race and participate in the martial arts competition."
The maid just led us to the library.
Fu Ciyi asked casually, "What do you think a person should do if he dreams every night?"
"Other people might have problems, but I'm worried his aunt will interfere and introduce you, Fu Ning, to your son."
Fu Ciyi's voice was quite calm: "It's not me."
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