Thorn silk gl

The room is dimly lit and filled with the soft scent of sandalwood.

Fu Wan let out a soft cry, and subconsciously raised her hand to cover the scattered front.The next second, pressure came from her throat, her chin was hooked by the wooden sword, and she raised her face half-forced.

The cold sword's edge touched the soft skin, and she had no way to avoid it, so she could only look straight into the opponent's eyes.

Bai Chan held the sword in one hand and approached with a very oppressive posture. Her eyes were filled with a strange red light, and she seemed to have completely lost her mind.Fu Wan was forced by her breath to be unable to breathe, her dark eyes widened slightly, her eyelashes fluttered, revealing the innocence and fragility that she never showed to others.

"Bai... um!"

When her eyes went dark, Bai Chan covered her eyes impatiently, leaned over and kissed her.

In a trance, Fu Wan blinked in her palm.With a soft sound of the wooden sword falling to the ground, Bai Chan fumbled for her palm with her free hand, and the two interlocked their fingers.

Bai Chan's hands are very cold, with slender and strong fingers, calluses from martial arts training on the fingertips, rough to the touch, as if slowly rubbing her soft heart, imprinting thousands of fingerprints that cannot be erased.

Her movements are hasty and rough, and besides possessiveness, there is also mixed with eager to vent anger.Fu Wan was almost out of breath, and fell limp in Bai Chan's arms.During the interval, Bai Chan called her in a low voice over and over again: "Wan'er, Wan'er."

The so-called ruthless way.No desire, no pursuit, no love and no hatred, only then can we break through the realm of transformation.

She originally only focused on the Dao of the Sword, but now that her Dao Heart has been lost, the hatred and love suppressed for many years have counterattacked hundreds of times stronger, almost taking away all her mind.

On one side is the main hall of the Hou Mansion splashed with blood, the mother's limp corpse, staring at her, as if urging her to run; , the scorching fireflies shining in her eyes.

Intense emotions came like a tsunami, but even so, he still couldn't bear to hurt the person in his arms.

Contradictions and frustrations drove her crazy. As if venting, Bai Chan tilted her head and bit her neck.

Fu Wan cried out in pain and raised her head, but instead of avoiding it, she raised her hand tremblingly, and slowly wrapped her arms around her neck.

Bai Chan's body shook, and she maintained her posture without moving.

Fu Wan whispered, "I'm sorry."

After a long time, Bai Chan smiled wryly: "No, why have you... sorry for me?" She staggered up and covered her face, the red light in her eyes was flickering, showing a look of pain and struggle.

Her skirt was loosened, and Fuwan could easily see the faded red string and jade pendant hanging around her neck - the jade pendant was also engraved with the nine-headed willow pattern.

Even though she had a hunch, she still couldn't help sighing when the facts were in front of her eyes.

Not only that, under Bai Chan's open skirt, one can vaguely see a corner of the huge tattoo.

It was the same pattern as the jade pendant - a very flamboyant snake body totem, fierce and solemn, nailed to her white back like a brand, spreading from the spine to the chest.Fuwan only glimpsed a small piece, and already felt his heart beating faster.

"Xiangliu", the spirit of exorcism enshrined by the Dingyuan Hou Mansion for generations, is stabbed on the shoulder and back, and can protect children from evil ways on the battlefield.However, who would have imagined that the whole clan of Marquis Dingyuan died not in battle, but in the hands of the Song royal family whom they wholeheartedly protected.

After a long time, Fu Wan got up and walked towards Bai Chan.Bai Chan covered her face and took a step back.Fu Wan took a step after her, and held her hand gently but stubbornly until the other's tense body slowly relaxed.

With his back against the wall, Bai Chan slowly sat down among the ruins.

Fu Wan also half-knelt down, raised her face and looked at her seriously: "Bai Chan."

Bai Chan gave a low laugh.

Fu Wan said: "Master." She knelt down, pulled out her clean sleeves and wiped the other person's face, "Stop crying."

The strange red light gradually dissipated.

Fuwan took a few steps on his knees, knelt on his own calf, and raised his head to meet her lips in a gesture of total sacrifice.Bai Chan trembled slightly, but did not refuse.

In the darkness, the tip of their noses touched each other, and they exchanged a light kiss.Fu Wan tasted a little salty, she didn't say anything, but gently licked the other's eyelids.

Bai Chan turned her face away and said wearily: "...your surname is Song."

Fuwan stared at her for a moment, then said softly: "Yes, you know. Now that's the case—" Suddenly, she grabbed her hand and pressed it to her heart: "Miss Bai, the most cherished thing in my life, There is only one life, and now I put it in your hands. If you hate me, kill me now."

Bai Chan shrank her fingers, but she held them tighter.

thump.thump.

The young and lively heart was beating gently in her palm, as soft as a fledgling bird that could be easily strangled with just a little force.Bai Chan had all kinds of feelings in her heart, but she was speechless.In the darkness, the rhythms of their heartbeats seemed to gradually coincide.

After a while, she said in a hoarse voice, "Why? Why do you force me like this?"

Fu Wan looked at her tenderly, with lingering eyes: "Then what's your answer?"

Bai Chan: "..."

Fu Wan smiled: "Why, can't bear it?"

"But, rather than confronting each other later, I'd rather you kill me now, while I..." She raised her eyelids, and said softly, "While I still only have a little liking for you."

Fu Wan leaned over and rubbed her temples: "There will be no such good opportunities in the future. If I love someone, I am determined not to die alone. Even if I fight to the death and break my pride, I will worship her." Heaven and earth, live on, even if they want to die, they will die in her embrace. Baichan, are you afraid?"

Bai Chan rolled her throat, suddenly raised her hand to pinch her chin, and looked at her carefully as if meeting her for the first time.

"Fu Wan, no," she curled her lips, as if she felt ironic, "Your Highness? You have your own glory and wealth, why bother to get involved with the daughter of a criminal like me?"

Fu Wan asked back: "Then why can't you do it? Kill me, and the Song dynasty will never be seen again; kill me, and you will have revenge; as long as you kill me——"

Bai Chan pursed her lips and did not answer.

Fu Wan gently waved her hand away, and said calmly: "I have never had a mother or concubine since I was born. My father is seriously ill and has no time to visit and take care of me. The queen is a complete lunatic. There have been many, many people by my side. Some Some want to harm me, but some protect me. But I know that even if they protect me, it’s not me—yes, I’ve never been me, it’s just an object that symbolizes the ‘Eastern Palace’.”

"In my whole life, I have only been a 'Fu Wan' with you, and I have been a human being here." Fu Wan pinned a strand of hair behind her ear, "When I was very young, I thought about leaving In other words, put aside all the responsibilities of the throne, the world bears me, so why should I guard the world?"

"But now, I don't think so anymore. The world is as dark as a long night, and I want to cut through the day to see the sunlight. I want the world to be peaceful and the law to be clear." She looked up at Bai Chan with clear eyes , "Baichan, I want to see this prosperous world with you."

"——This world has wronged you a lot, and it also owed me a lot. Now I want to break down this barrier, Baichan, are you willing to renew the bond of monarch and minister with me?"

Bai Chan's fingertips trembled, and she raised her eyes to look at her, her eyes swept across her forehead, eyebrows, corners of her lips, the places where she had passionately kissed, and finally landed on her outstretched palm, where she stopped.

After a while, Bai Chan said slowly, "16 years ago, Marquis Ding Yuan never conspired against him."

Fu Wan didn't say much, just nodded slightly: "Leave it to me."

Against the light, her outline could not be seen clearly, and her voice carried a convincing magic.

Bai Chan stared at her for a moment, then leaned over and held her outstretched palm.In the dark and damp underground palace, the two held hands.

Fu Wan lowered her eyes and solemnly promised: "The emperor is above me, I will never let you down."

***

The two groped their way out of the maze-like Hall of Mental Cultivation.The guards in the palace were concentrating their efforts on searching several palaces along the way from the Imperial Garden to Changle Palace, and they got away easily without taking care of the deserted Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Bai Chan looked as usual.She put Fu Wan down at the gate of the East Palace, and left without saying a word, only saying that she planned to continue investigating the robbed corpse.

Although she didn't say it, Fu Wan could tell that Bai Chan was somewhat hesitant.In the next few days, she did not come to the palace to look for her as usual, but instead hid her whereabouts as if deliberately avoiding her.

Only in the middle of the night, when Fu Wan was tossing and turning, would he occasionally hear the sound of a bamboo whistle in the distance—as if someone was sitting on the roof playing music.If she was lying peacefully, the whistle would sound intermittently throughout the night; if she put on her clothes and opened the door, the whistle would stop immediately, like a night bird being frightened away, leaving only the cool moonlight on the ground.

Fu Wan endured it for a few days, and wanted to look for an opportunity to have a detailed talk with Bai Chan, but he suddenly became busy during the first month.

First, Taifu Xiao handed over a post asking Di Ji to come over to the mansion, she went there full of doubts, and saw the domineering woman lying on the porch, she almost couldn't breathe.

——In the legend, Lin Ruhui, who was crushed to pieces and even the corpse was never found in the capital, was lying on the couch drinking and eating snacks. She was extremely picky, and the delicate dishes in her hand seemed to be sent from all over the capital. They were collected from restaurants.

Just like this, while she was eating and drinking, she also felt disgusted, and sent the servants to be busy.

During these days of recuperating in the Taifu's mansion, Lin Ruhui behaved like this, and the butler in the mansion inevitably felt a little resentful.But at this time, she would frown and show a sad look, reminding people that she was seriously injured and couldn't go home even though she had a home.She is a beauty, with a soft and charming demeanor, and she does not make people feel awkward when she shows such a wronged appearance, but pity arises spontaneously.

The complaints from all over the house suddenly changed.

"Everyone is hurt like this, why do you want to have a snack?"

"That's right, she's the concubine of the Xiangfu, so it's normal to be delicate."

"Miss Lin, just mention anything you want, I'll run for you!"

Seeing Fu Wan now, the evildoer immediately stopped pretending to be sick, clapped his hands and sat up, beckoning people to sit down with a radiant face.

Fu Wan didn't like this, and said with disgust: "I lie down every day, I don't know, I thought your legs were useless."

Lin Ruhui smiled and said, "My daughter is hurt by someone, is Your Highness jealous?"

Fu Wan didn't bother to talk to her: "Where's Chu Shizhong?"

"I said I wanted to eat the roast goose from the east of the city, so I sent her to buy it." Lin Ruhui rolled his eyes, "Why, it's all about life and death, and the white girl hasn't realized it yet?"

It's okay if you don't mention it, but when it was brought up, Fuwan would get sulky. If it wasn't for these two people calling her down one by one, why would she be so passive?

Fuwan glanced at her indifferently, thinking in his heart that Chu Heng has been too idle recently, so he should find a way to change her to a busy position, preferably so busy that he doesn't even have time to leave the palace, and let Lin Ruhui go out again. show off.

Lin Ruhui didn't know that she was thinking of a dirty trick, she chattered happily, and her face was a little rosier than when she was not injured.

Fu Wan didn't bother to listen to Hei Xinlian show how she cheated Chu Heng around with her guilt, so she interrupted her and asked why she was called this trip.

When it came to business, Lin Ruhui finally became more serious.Leaning on crutches, she entered the room and fetched a stack of books.

If you take a closer look, they are all miscellaneous records of folklore.

"I have consulted a lot of classics recently," she opened one, "Your Highness, have you heard of 'Dragon Vein'?"

Fu Wan was stunned for a moment, there have been legends about dragon veins in all dynasties, for example, a certain person proclaimed himself emperor in troubled times because the ancestral tomb was buried with dragon veins and so on.But legends are legends after all, conquering the world depends on head-to-head strength, how can one really count on these crooked methods.

But Lin Ruhui said: "This dragon's vein is not that dragon's vein. The four founding families of this dynasty - the royal Song family, the Dingyuan Hou Yu family, the great Sima Chen family, and a mysterious family in southern Xinjiang. Rumor has it that they ruled the world. It relies on the four dragon vein maps."

"It is said that each of the dragon vein maps has its own subtlety, involving rare technical knowledge in the world, and is kept by the four families respectively. However, now that the world is peaceful, few people mention these stories anymore. Among the four families, the Yu family has been exterminated, and the Southern Xinjiang One branch has also retired, and many clansmen don't take it seriously."

"Your Highness, do you still remember? The scroll we got from the underground palace was painted with Xiangliu. I asked someone to check the storage records of the Dingyuan Hou's house raids, and there was no mention of it. It was stolen, and somehow it was hidden in the underground palace of the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Fu Wan pondered for a moment.

She didn't mention it to Lin. In fact, besides the picture of Xiangliu, she also got the leftover page of another picture of candle dragon.The remnant picture was originally hidden in the palace, but it was stolen by the palace lady, which triggered a mass grave massacre.

——Bai Chan is a helping hand invited by the great Sima Chen Xingyu, and the armored soldier is Song Ge's old man.It can be seen that the Song and Chen families are fighting for the residual picture, why?

Lin Ruhui said: "In the unofficial history, these four volumes of pictures are blown up to be very mysterious. It is said that the medical skills of life and death are recorded, and there are also exquisite martial arts that are said to be unparalleled in the world. In addition, there are tactics of war, astrology, sacrifices, witchcraft... what There are all kinds of sayings, but there is only one point that is very unified, whoever gets the dragon vein map wins the world."

Fu Wan felt a little ridiculous: "Only by a few pictures?"

Lin Ruhui: "Your Highness doesn't believe it, but I can't resist others believing it. This dragon vein map is passed on miraculously. What kind of longevity technique can reverse life and death. Heh, how many emperors can resist the temptation?"

When Dingyuan Hou's Mansion fell, the picture scrolls kept by their clan flowed into the palace...

"Your Highness, have you ever heard, 'Baibi is innocent, but pregnant Bi is guilty'?" Lin Ruhui said indifferently, "Of the four major families who have the dragon vein map, the branch in southern Xinjiang is very mysterious, and I can't find anyone for a while. Sitting firmly on the throne, the Chen family holds a lot of power... the one who is the best to deal with is the Marquis of Dingyuan?"

Fu Wan frowned: "You mean, someone framed the Dingyuanhou family for the treasure map?"

She thought for a moment, and then said: "There were indeed many doubts about the treason case back then, but after so many years, if you want to reverse the case, you can only find some clues if you turn over the entire Dali Temple."

Lin Ruhui smiled: "You're going to make trouble in Dali Temple, isn't the opportunity just hitting the door now?"

Chance……?Fuwan's stomach turned, and he suddenly understood, and squinted at her.

Lin Ruhui said triumphantly, "You should thank me for 'dead' just in time."

Fu Wan said coolly, "If you are really dead, maybe I can still be happy for two days."

Having said that, the New Year's Eve assassination case and Lin Ruhui's "death" may really be a stepping stone for them to open Dali Temple.Fu Wan squinted at Lin Ruhui, thinking that this person was really too smart.

Probably because of the similarity, the two of them have plotted against each other since they were young, and they have been going around all these years. Although they are temporarily on the same side, they still refuse to accept each other.

While talking, Chu Heng rushed into the house carrying the roast goose.As soon as she opened the door and saw Fu Wan, she was stunned for a moment, and then her face flushed suddenly: "Your Highness, Your Highness...I..."

Lin Ruhui teased her meanly: "Why are you blushing, I didn't say anything."

Chu Heng was already stupid, and he was so nervous that he stuttered and couldn't explain clearly - it was obvious that he was destined to be bullied.

Fu Wan couldn't bear to look any further, so she got up to leave.

***

A few days later, something happened in front of the court.

It started with Prime Minister Lin Lang.He suffered from suicide a few years ago and kept claiming to be sick at home. He lost his beloved daughter on New Year's Eve. Everyone thought that he would continue to take leave for a period of time.Unexpectedly, this person was actually wearing plain onyx and forced himself to go up to the court with a face full of grief.

All the courtiers were full of question marks, thinking that Lin Xiang was just staying at home for too long and being stupid, and he ran to the imperial court to sell it miserably, and he didn't know who he was selling it to?The empress has been out of temper recently, so it's not too bad to see you in mourning clothes again?

Lin Xiang didn't care about his colleagues' arrangements, and when he saw the empress, he immediately knelt down and bragged about the love between father and daughter, and immediately invited him to Dali Temple to assist in the investigation.

Dali Temple has always been directly responsible for major cases in Beijing, and neither the prime minister nor Da Sima has the right to intervene.

No one could have imagined that Prime Minister Lin was able to put his old face on the line and get rid of this miserable operation of betrayal.Wiping his tears, he reflected on himself with sincerity and shame, saying that he was over fifty years old and had not been able to protect the jewel in his palm. revenge.

Rao is the empress who has never had a conscience, so she couldn't help but choke.

After all, they sent their daughter to the palace properly, but after a night banquet, there was no body left.After careful study, Lin Ruhui still blocked the disaster for her.The empress felt guilty for a rare moment, soothed the prime minister, ordered Lin Ruhui to be made princess, and rewarded a lot of things to show her consolation, then temporarily transferred Lin Xiang to Dali Temple, and ordered him to assist in the investigation.

In terms of official position, the Minister of Dali Temple bowed a head to the prime minister, and Lin Lang parachuted in like this, saying that he was an assistant minister, but in fact it was no different from handing over Dali Temple to him directly.

Prime Minister Lin was not too polite, and took office in a hurry that afternoon. As soon as he entered the door, he named and counted a large number of files, saying that he would sort out the case from the beginning.

The minister of Dali Temple was stunned, thinking what do you call investigation?According to the regulations, Dali Temple has already detained the ceremony officials of that day, the artisans who made the medicinal puppets, and the palace servants who served them.As a result, you let important witnesses not be brought up for interrogation, and you turned over old accounts in a blink of an eye?

He stayed by the side wiping away his cold sweat, wondering if Mr. Lin was out of his mind from being sad?If he hadn't known that Lin Xiang had lost his beloved daughter, he would almost have thought that the other party was using the name of the investigation to sneak in to find fault.

On the one hand, Dali Temple Minister felt uneasy, on the other hand, Lin Xiang's people had cleared out some of the old files piled up in the mountain, and Fu Wan and Lin Ruhui started to look them up after receiving them.

A few years ago, there was a case in Beijing that was not big but not small.The ceremonial officer who announced the ceremony on New Year's Eve was named Tian Zhou. He had a beloved concubine in his family. The concubine's natal brother took advantage of his sister's favor and bullied men and women in the suburbs of Beijing. As a result, he lost his hand and killed him once. The peasant woman's husband was also stubborn, so he ran directly into the capital to beat the drums to complain.This matter was quite a big deal, but unexpectedly, it was settled in the end, and it was smoothed over with a loss of some money due to the relationship between seven and eight crutches.

In this case, Fu Wan followed the vines and found out that Liu Xun, the supervisor of Si Tianjian, had a brother from the same clan working in the yamen, and it was Liu Xun who settled the matter that day, and Zhou Tian owed the Liu family a debt. Great kindness.

It's Si Tianjian again... Fu Wan picked up the familiar name and raised his eyebrows.

Besides, at the Torture Office of Dali Temple, their people interrogated the ritual officials for several days, but they tried their best to talk but found nothing.Zhou Tian refused to admit it because he had no evidence, only saying that everything was handled according to the rules of etiquette.He still has an official position on him, and Dali Temple can't just punish people casually before getting clear evidence, it's a mess.

When Fuwan heard about this, he went to Dali Temple in the name of condolences to Prime Minister Lin, and "by the way" brought up the old case during the chat.Dali Temple has been constrained a lot, but people are not stupid, so they turned around and asked the Sitian Supervisor for questioning.

Seeing them escorting the mournful Liu Jian to come, Fu Wan stopped at the door.

Everyone in Dali Temple didn't have much opinion on Di Ji, they saluted respectfully, but then Liu Jianzheng couldn't hold back his screams, angrily scolded her as a disaster, and ended up being kicked severely by the jailer.

After listening to it with a smile, Fu Wan never frowned, and only called Si Zheng, who was in charge of the escort, aside to give some instructions.

Si Zheng's eyes lit up, and he nodded immediately to do so. He ordered Liu Xun to be escorted to the door of the ritual officer's cell, and asked the two to have a face-to-face meeting, and then escorted to another floor to lock him up.

Zhou Tian was resting his eyes with his eyes closed. At first glance, he saw Liu Jian walking by, and thought he had misread it.Wipe your eyes and look again, it's terrible, Jian Liu is indeed being detained and imprisoned.

He shivered, and woke up from his doze, his heart was full of turmoil, but he couldn't show it, his heart was beating wildly.He thought that he didn't have much contact with Si Tianjian on the surface, and his relationship with Liu Jianzheng should be very secretive.He tried to comfort himself, maybe Liu Xun was interrogated for something else, but he couldn't stop feeling flustered.

Fu Wan walked to the door of his cell and knocked casually: "Hello!"

Seeing her, Zhou Tian squeezed out an ugly smile: "Di, Your Highness Diji..."

"Forget it," Fu Wan sat down cross-legged, "Do you know why Gu came here?"

He realized something was wrong, so he bit the bullet and said he didn't know.

Fu Wan said: "I came here alone for no other reason than to save your life."

Zhou Tian fell to his knees when he heard it, and howled: "Your Highness, the subject is indeed wronged——"

"Oh, now that things are going on, you still have to argue?" Fu Wan said, "Is it because the people from Dali Temple will interrogate your concubines one by one before you are willing to tell the truth? You have an official position, but they don't." She said As if remembering something, he sneered and said, "I've seen the punishment in Dali Temple before, I'm afraid your concubine in the mansion won't last a quarter of an hour."

Zhou Tian's face turned pale: "Chen, I am not at fault, so why should the people in the minister's mansion be put on trial?"

"My lord, this is a case of treason. If there is no result, Dali Temple will not be able to handle its affairs well. At the least, it will lose its black hat, and at worst, it will be sent to prison for dereliction of duty. If the case is not in compliance with the rules, it will be punished with a three-month salary at most. You are Dali Temple Minister, how would you choose?"

His lips trembled, and he stopped talking.

Fu Wan said indifferently: "Gu Ye is not an unreasonable person, I still feel that I should give you a chance. I believe that you didn't know about the assassination case, but you were deceived by the gangster. If you are willing to confess that person, you may be able to I will save your life, if you still persist in your obsession and make trouble in front of the empress, you will know her tricks."

Zhou Tian closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "I have been wronged indeed. I have no idea that the medicine puppet actually... actually..."

Seeing that he was still hesitating, Fu Wan made a gesture to leave: "It's okay not to say anything, I'll go to see Mr. Jianzheng now, presumably he will confess some people in order to save his life. Guess who he will push? "

"Your Highness! Wait, Your Highness!" Zhou Tian said anxiously.He gritted his teeth and said in a hateful voice: "That old thief! He told me that the deal is done. If you don't admit that there is still a glimmer of life, you will definitely die...Your Highness, you will not dare to rebel even if you give me 1 guts. Everything is his fault, I was deceived by him!"

After tearing the opening, the next step will be much easier.

Zhou Tian emptied the bamboo tube like a bean, saying that Liu Jian was trying to repay him with favors, and at the same time he was tempted, and at the same time threatened to report on the past, he was forced to do nothing, so he agreed to help spread the word.But he really didn't expect that Liu Jianzheng would have the guts to tamper with the Yaofa Puppet, intending to assassinate the Empress.At the time of the accident, Zhou Tian was completely dumbfounded, he collapsed on the ground, and two imperial guards carried him from left to right and threw him into Dali Temple.

Zhou Tian walked to Fu Wan's feet on his knees, desperately reaching out to grab her clothes, begging for mercy: "I am ignorant, I was deceived by the traitor, and I beg Your Highness to clear my name!"

Fu Wan kicked his hand away, amusedly: "Innocent? If you are innocent, how can Liu Jianzheng coerce you?"

Zhou Tian was dumbfounded: "Yes, but you just clearly said—"

"Gu only said to protect your life, as for other things..." Fu Wan raised his hand and pushed everyone away.Facing Zhou Tian's expectant gaze, she said slowly, "Actually, I have a private matter to ask you."

He hurriedly said, "Ask! Just ask!"

The corners of Fu Wan's lips twitched: "16 years ago, Dingyuan Hou's Mansion."

Zhou Tian's expression froze, and he carefully apologized and said with a smile: "The Marquis of Dingyuan ransacked his house and asked him to kill him, why are you asking this..."

Fu Wan didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Her eyes were dark and deep, like a bottomless well.Zhou Tian glanced at it in a panic, goosebumps scrambling to climb up his back, and his whole body was a little weak.

He swallowed, and opened his mouth unconsciously: "Actually, I, I don't know much..."

Walking out of the cell, Fu Wan kept frowning.She recalled what Zhou Tian had said. The day Dingyuanhou killed his family was the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month. There was a Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the palace, and the heir and wife of Dingyuanhou's mansion were invited to the palace for the banquet.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the banquet, the assassins lying in ambush outside the palace suddenly launched an attack, and there was a moment of chaos in the palace. When the imperial guards rushed in, the room was already bleeding like a river. Dingyuan Hou Shizi was confronting His Majesty with a knife, and he was shot with arrows. The emperor was also stabbed.

Facing the forbidden army, the son knew that the situation was over, so he was arrested without a fight.The evidence of Marquis Dingyuan's treason was conclusive, so the forbidden army surrounded the Marquis' mansion that night and arrested all the people in the mansion.

Overnight, the capital city changed.

The situation he said was not much different from the data records, but the whole thing developed too fast, from the defeat of the conspiracy to the conviction and execution, it was a bit exaggerated.

Sixteen years ago, Zhou Tian was just a small official running errands, and another person who served in the temple back then happened to be locked up in Dali Temple at the moment.

***

Dali Temple Dungeon.

This is a three-foot-square completely enclosed stone room, the brazier is on and off, but it adds more gloom, and the torture tools reflect countless black shadows on the wall.

A middle-aged man was suspended in the middle. It looked like he had already received several punishments and was taking a break.

Fu Wan took two steps closer, looked up at his dying appearance, and suddenly smiled: "Why, Mr. Jianzheng is still a tough one?"

Liu Jian was spitting out a mouthful of bloody saliva.

In the next second, the torturer next to him swung his arm round and swung his whip, pulling his rickety body back.

Fu Wan took the veil handed over by Dali Sizheng, and slowly wiped off the blood splashed on his fingers, with a kind smile on his face: "There are all the witnesses and material evidences, and the supervisor still wants to deny it? Oh, lonely Forgot, now that the entire Sitianjian has been deposed, you are not a supervisor anymore. I am really not used to suddenly changing my mouth."

"You...you...you're not afraid..." He almost gritted his teeth and stared at Fu Wan fiercely.

Fu Wan said coldly: "What are you afraid of? Back then when you lied about the astrology to trap others, you should have thought that today would happen."

"I x you are so cheap—ah!"

Shua la is another whip.This cowhide loose whip was soaked in salt water, flexible and shiny, and when it was whipped, there were red marks.

Fu Wan's expression was indifferent, seeing him gasping for breath with great difficulty, he grabbed his hair and forced him to look up.Liu Jianzheng's eyes were filled with pain, and he caught off guard and looked at the woman in front of him. Those eyes were dark, deep and gloomy, and he shivered unconsciously.

A chill rose in his heart, this woman's heart is extremely cruel, no, no, if this continues, no one will know that he died in this dungeon.

Liu Jianzheng trembled, trying to pull out a flattering smile: "You... no, Your Highness, Your Highness, please do me a favor... Everything was framed by the ritual officer—"

Fuwan seemed not to have heard his words, and thoughtfully recalled: "That day when we faced off in front of the palace, your lonely life was in your hands, and you lied without hesitation, huh?"

Liu Jianzheng flinched and shook his head: "No, no..."

"It's really disgusting." The corners of her lips hooked up, "Forget it, I'm too lazy to argue with you. How about this, you answer a question honestly, and I think about sparing your dog's life, how about it?"

Liu Jian was busy showing a flattering smile, and kept nodding.

Fu Wan winked, indicating that Sizheng and the other people went out and waited.Ever since they had seen Fu Wan's methods, everyone in Dali Temple admired her so much, and they were happy to sell her convenience at this time.Soon, only Fu Wan and Liu Jianzheng were left in the room.

The door creaked shut.

Fuwan leaned close to Liu Jianzheng's ear and whispered his name.

Liu Jianzheng's body trembled suddenly, and then slowly began to tremble.

Fu Wan said, "Look, what do you know?"

Liu Jianzheng kept shaking his head, big beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, and the flesh on his face trembled, looking extremely scared.

Fu Wan frowned: "There are only you and me here, why are you panicking? I guarantee that no third person will know about it. If you speak out, I will keep you safe."

Liu Jian was panting heavily, and after a while, his face turned gray.He showed a disastrous smile and shook his head: "You'd better kill me..."

Fu Wan didn't want him to say such a thing, so she pursed her lips and said, "So, you were indeed present at the Mid-Autumn Palace Banquet?"

Liu Jianzheng bowed his head and did not answer.

"Gu also knows about this matter, you are not the real mastermind behind the scenes," Fu Wan circled around him, "in case you are not clear-headed, Gu will remind you again that treason is a serious crime against the Jiu Clan. So, do you still want to protect others?"

Liu Jianzheng's body trembled.

She said softly: "Whether you were 16 years ago or today, you are still working for the same person, aren't you?"

Liu Jian was listening quietly, without denying it.

Fuwan approached him: "Gu only needs a name, that's all. You give it, Gu Gu will save you immediately."

Liu Jian was looking up at her, his haggard face was shaken, and his lips parted slightly.

"What?" Fu Wan didn't hear clearly.

She moved closer to him, and after a while, she suddenly felt a drop of warm liquid fall from the side of her face, and when she raised her hand to touch it, it turned out to be blood.The blood was ominously black, Fu Wan's expression changed slightly, and he suddenly raised his head to look at Jian Liu.

The man's whole body was limp, and he could not slip off only by the shackles, his eyes were drooping, and black blood kept spilling from the corners of his lips.

This is... Poison?Fu Wan said sharply, "Come here—"

She approached to look at him, only to see that this man's eyeballs were trembling constantly, his whole body was twitching, and he was not dead yet.She asked urgently: "That man wants to kill you, do you still want to hide it for him?"

Jian Liu glanced at her slowly, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, but he lost the strength to speak.The corners of his lips pursed, Fu Wan pressed his ear close to his lips, half of his face was drenched in blood, and he could only hear the "hissing" sound of his breathless throat.

At the same time, Si Zheng had led people to rush into the door, seeing the blood on her body, he was horrified, "Your Highness—"

Fu Wan maintained his posture and did not move. After a while, he waved his hands wearily and stepped back half a step: "It's all right."

Only then did Si Zheng bother to look at the people behind her.Liu Jian was hanging in the room with his head bowed, motionless, he was already dead.

"This this……"

Fu Wan pursed his lips: "Go and investigate! Find out what kind of poison he has. Also, since he was imprisoned, everything he has eaten and used has been tested alone."

Even so, she didn't hold out much hope.Since the other party dared to do something in Dali Temple, he must be sure that he would not leave any evidence. Even if he wanted to investigate, it would be difficult to find any useful clues.

Si Zhengben hadn't slowed down yet. When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but gasped: "Poison...poison? Then, then he...this case..."

Fu Wan glanced at him, and said slowly: "Liu Xun intends to usurp the throne, murdered Jin Shang, and committed suicide in fear of crime."

Sizheng cautiously said: "This Liu Xun is only a fourth-rank official. I think there may be someone else hiding behind him. Your Highness, do you want to..."

"He didn't say anything, the clues are broken," Fu Wan said coldly, "If you want to close the case, just close it, or you can investigate it yourself."

Si Zheng hurriedly smiled: "Where is the minister so capable? Naturally, what His Highness says is what it is."

Seeing his ingratiating smile, Fu Wan felt bored suddenly.She ignored him, brushed aside the jailers who were busy dissecting the body and experiencing poison, and walked against the flow of people towards the outside of Dali Temple.

Calculating the time, from Liu Xun's imprisonment to her interrogation, it took less than a quarter of an hour. If Liu Xun was poisoned in such a short and precise time period, the murderer could only be someone inside Dali Temple.

As soon as the fresh cold wind blew outside, the blood on her face dried up, and strands of black hair were sticky.She didn't even bother to wipe her face, she just wandered aimlessly, thinking about things while walking.

The civilians on the side of the road looked at her in surprise and avoided her one after another.

Turning around an alley, she was suddenly blocked.

The man who stopped her was dressed in white clothes, clean, with a dusty temperament, and held an old sword in his hand.

"Your Highness," the man's voice was cold, "Why are you so depressed?"

Hearing this, Fu Wan's eyes flickered slightly, and he finally regained some vitality.She turned her face away: "Aren't you avoiding me, what are you doing here?"

Bai Chan said: "There is nothing left and right, come and have a look."

Her tone was calm, and she still looked the same at first glance, as if nothing happened that night in the underground palace, except that she politely called her "Your Highness"—not a disciple or a fool.

Fu Wan lowered his eyes and refused to look at her, for fear that he would not be able to bear the sight of her.she suppressed