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"I heard that Fuyao is also involved in the investigation this time."
The official looked at Song Cangyuan who had been silent.
"Thanks to Madam Shangguan, she lured the enemy deep into our territory and helped us find the missing ladies."
Song Cangyuan answered truthfully.
That day, Ma Chong and his team found the missing people in the backyard.
They were scattered in rooms in different parts of the courtyard, waiting for Song Yihe to turn over the cards, so Fuyao heard the women crying that day.
"Is she hurt?"
The official looked at Feng Chenyu with concern.
"The doctor said that luckily the wound was still some distance from the chest, so it was a narrow escape."
He lowered his head, his eyes deep.
The officials didn't expect her to be injured so seriously.
Concubine Feng in Feiwei Palace was worried about Fuyao's health, so she specially asked someone to send her some ginseng supplements from her collection, hoping that she could recover soon.
Just as she was thinking, someone came to announce that the emperor had arrived.
Official?
She was a little surprised. Since new people came into the palace in the past two years, the emperor had never come to her place at night.
Moreover, she no longer had any expectations. Instead, she felt that if he didn't come, she would have more peace and quiet.
So she forced herself to cheer up and looked up, and the official had already walked in.
"His Majesty."
Her eyes flickered.
"My dear concubine!"
The official smiled and sat on the couch.
"Your Feng family is truly a rare talent in the imperial court. This time, it is thanks to Chen Yu's assistance to Cang Yuan that we solved this missing person case."
"It's all part of my job."
The imperial concubine nodded.
Her voice was neither humble nor arrogant, exuding a hint of detachment.
The official sitting opposite her reached out and gently held her hands in front of her.
"I didn't expect Fuyao to be so brave, she truly deserves to be Shangguan Xuan's daughter.
Do you know?
Sometimes when I see her I see you in your youth."
Upon hearing this, Concubine Feng said nothing.
Seeing her indifferent attitude, the official withdrew his hand.
"It's getting late. I'm sure you're tired. Go to bed early."
Having said that, he stood up and left Feiwei Palace.
Looking at the faint moonlight outside, Concubine Feng smiled faintly.
Although it was a smile, there was a hint of sadness in it.
Now she doesn't ask for anything, as long as the people she cares about are safe and sound.
These days, because he was worried about Fuyao, Feng Chenyu often chose to work in the mansion.
After being busy in the study for half a day, he got up and walked towards the bedroom when he saw it was getting late.
As soon as he entered the room, he saw Fuyao sitting at the desk. He frowned.
"Why are you still sitting?"
Without saying anything, he walked over to her, picked her up and walked towards the bed.
"I feel uncomfortable after lying down for a long time. I want to get out of bed and sit for a while."
Fuyao raised her head and looked at the man in front of her with a smile.
"Besides, the wound has almost healed."
Feng Chenyu didn't say anything, he just gently put her on the bed, pulled the quilt towards her, then took off his clothes and lay down.
Seeing that he closed his eyes and didn't speak, Fuyao raised her hand and poked the tip of his nose.
“Tired?
Are you angry? "
There is still only silence.
"Oh, I suddenly remembered the woman in red at the clinic that day. Could it be that you know her?"
Fuyao glanced around.
"Um."
Feng Chenyu still closed his eyes.
"She is Prince Song's adopted daughter."
"Oh, you two seem to know each other well?"
She stared.
Feng Chenyu turned sideways and looked at her.
"I've seen her practicing swordplay before, and I gave her some instruction once."
"Oh, just once."
Fuyao raised the volume.
Feng Chenyu stretched out his hands and held her in his arms, lowering his head and looking at her with a sharp gaze on his well-defined face.
"Twice, no more."
"What's that white tassel?"
Fuyao's eyes moved.
Feng Chenyu frowned slightly.
"That was mine. I accidentally scratched it while practicing swordplay, so I threw it away. I don't know why it ended up in her possession."
Fuyao's lips curved,
"I see, no wonder she wanted to kill me!"
Sorry, I..."
As soon as Feng Chenyu opened his mouth, Fu Yao raised her hand and pressed the corner of his lips.
"Don't apologize, everyone has a past!"
She is quiet and calm.
Feng Chenyu suddenly turned around and pressed her under him, his eyes burning.
"You are my only one in the past, present and future."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and gently kissed Fuyao's wound, and then her whole body trembled.
Seeing her body trembling, Feng Chenyu's face changed.
"Does the wound hurt?"
"no."
Fuyao turned her head to look to the side, and a faint blush quickly appeared on her clear, porcelain-like face.
"You go to sleep first, I'll be back soon."
Feng Chenyu immediately got out of bed, picked up his clothes and walked out quickly.
At this moment, the moon is above the willow branches, hanging in the sky like a silver hook.
Feng Chenyu stood in the yard with his clothes draped over him.
Because Fuyao was injured these days, he had been refraining from touching her.
Just a kiss, and I almost lost control.
In the room, whenever Fu Yao thought of her reaction just now, she shyly pulled up the quilt to cover her face.
The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the palace is bustling with preparations.
Feng Chenyu, who had just come out of the hall, felt his whole body trembling.
Because this time the emperor specially summoned him into the palace just to tell him that he planned to abdicate after the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet.
I hope that I can better assist the prince in the future and continue to contribute to the court.
Therefore, he must obtain the evidence by the Mid-Autumn Festival at the latest.
At this moment, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of snow.
Since her body had almost recovered, Fuyao went to the shop with Qingning today.
It was still early, so she planned to go to Liu's house again.
Because of this injury, Madam Ling was worried and went to the general's mansion every few days.
"Fuyao is here."
Madam Ling, who was playing with Qing'er in the yard, looked up and shouted happily.
"Qing'er, come to your godmother quickly."
Fuyao leaned over and waved to Qing'er.
This little guy has just learned to walk and loves to show off.
As soon as he saw his godmother, he walked towards Fuyao with his short legs.
"If you take good care of your body, you should consider adding a child to the Feng family."
Madam Ling couldn't help but speak as she watched the two people playing.
In fact, Fu Yao feels the same way in her heart. Now she really wants to have a child with her as soon as possible, preferably a little guy like Feng Chenyu.
"I want to give him a child, too."
Fuyao directly expressed her thoughts.
Suddenly, footsteps were heard behind them. They turned around and saw Feng Chenyu and Liu Xian walking slowly towards them.
"The deputy chief is here."
Ling Fengwan laughed.
Feng Chenyu nodded and walked towards Fuyao, his eyes lowered, "Wait for me later and go back together."
After giving some instructions, he and Liu Xian went to the study.
Fuyao lowered her head and felt her cheeks getting warm. She wondered if he had heard what she said just now.
"Why are you stunned?"
Ling Fengwan joked.
"Oh, sister!"
Fuyao turned around embarrassedly.
Ling Fengwan burst into laughter.
"I heard Deputy Shu tell you that we should go home together later."
"Sister, do you have any news about Li Ju?"
After playing for a while, they went into the house to drink tea. Ling Fengwan put down the teacup in her hand and raised her eyebrows.
"Well, he wrote me a few days ago. Everything is fine. You don't have to worry about him anymore."
Fuyao nodded gently. She always felt sorry for Lijue.
In the carriage, Feng Chenyu kept staring at Fuyao. Perhaps she felt uncomfortable being stared at by him, so Fuyao turned her head away.
"Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Don't you want to?"
His eyes were like honey.
"Look outside, the view at dusk is beautiful."
As she said this, she was about to get up and open the window.
Just as he was about to stand up, someone hugged him from behind.
"I heard someone say they wanted to give birth to a child for me."
Feng Chenyu's magnetic voice came from behind my ear.
“Who is it?”
Fuyao continued to be stubborn.
Humph, Feng Chenyu's low laughter came from behind, and his breath hit Fuyao's neck, making her feel itchy.
"I really don't know!"
There was emotion in Feng Chenyu's low voice.
Fu Yao didn't respond, but just struggled slightly, trying to get out of his arms.
But someone was unwilling to do that. He only heard Feng Chenyu shout,
"Ma Chong, stop the car. Come back later."
"No, what are you going to do!"
Hearing this, Fuyao became anxious and turned to look at him behind him.
"Don't you want to?
It’s been several months.”
Feng Chenyu lowered his head, his eyes tilted sideways, and his eyes seemed to be filled with poison.
"I thought about it."
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his face gradually grew bigger in front of Fuyao's eyes. She was powerless to resist.
The bright crescent moon hung steadily in the center of the night sky, illuminating the car body.
The annual Mid-Autumn Festival arrived as scheduled. Fuyao and Feng Chenyu rode in a carriage and passed through layers of inspections before entering the palace.
At the hour of Mao, His Majesty arrived, and all officials expressed their gratitude and took their seats in turn.
"Thank you all for your hard work. Today is Mid-Autumn Festival. Let us drink this cup together."
The official raised his glass.
All the officials responded in unison.
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
Then drink the wine in turn.
The wine was osmanthus wine given by the emperor. It was fragrant and sweet. After drinking it, the officials' faces flushed and they became more talkative.
The Jiaofangsi played music and the dancers started dancing.
The officials drank and watched, expressing admiration from time to time.
At this moment, Feng Chenyu was drinking and chatting with the officials who came to him from time to time to toast him.
After three rounds of drinks, Feng Chenyu stood up and walked out.
Fuyao was standing aside, talking in a low voice with Ling Fengwan.
In the night, Feng Chenyu, dressed in black, came to the East Palace study again. According to his previous memory, he reached out and took out the black box on the top shelf.
He took the box in his hand and looked at it back and forth, and suddenly saw a small hole at the bottom.
He took out the dagger from his waist and gently inserted the pointed end into the hole. With a click, the box opened as expected.
There was a white envelope inside, and Feng Chenyu reached out to open it.
"Who's there?"
Suddenly there was a sound behind me.
Perhaps because he was too engrossed in reading, Feng Chenyu finally reacted. He hurriedly put the letter back into the box and stuffed it into his waist.
Just as he finished what he was doing, Song Cangyuan walked in with his men.
Seeing someone breaking in, the guards immediately surrounded Feng Chenyu, and then a melee broke out.
However, Feng Chenyu did not kill him. He just kept dodging and trying to escape.
"Feng Chenyu, do you want to continue fighting?"
Song Cangyuan, who was watching from the side, suddenly shouted.
When they heard the name he called, the others were startled at first, and then they stopped.
This group of people joined the Imperial Guard after Feng Chenyu and Yang Yide's adjustment and training. They all admired this deputy minister.
Feng Chenyu was not surprised at all. With Song Cangyuan's familiarity with him, he would recognize him quickly.
In the hall, Feng Chenyu stood in front of everyone in black.
The officials below were whispering to each other.
The official on the throne was filled with surprise.
"Why is this happening, Deputy Chief?"
Feng Chenyu looked up but didn't say anything.
The saint on the left side of the throne was filled with anger.
"Deputy Feng Shu's attack on the Eastern Palace this night is tantamount to treason."
Concubine Feng, who was standing by, was nervous. She didn't understand why he behaved like that.
This call of treason is something no one can afford.
"Your Majesty, I think Chenyu must have something to hide."
Concubine Feng hurriedly pleaded with the emperor.
Then she looked at Feng Chenyu,
"Speak up!"
But Feng Chenyu remained silent, but his eyes became deeper. At this moment, Fuyao seemed to understand something.
"Since the Deputy Chief doesn't say anything, I can only understand that you want to take this opportunity to assassinate me."
The corners of Song Cangyuan's mouth drooped.
"Is that really the case?"
The official's eyes became sharp and his voice became louder.
"I have nothing to say."
Feng Chenyu bowed his head and knelt.
"The Imperial Guards have Feng Chenyu chained and gagged, and escorted to the Dali Temple Prison.
If anyone dares to resist during the process, he will be beaten to death."
The saint beside him said sternly.
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