After wearing the book, the regent quit.

Shen Mu never thought that Xiao Fan would appear.

The confrontation in the pavilion is only a short section in the book, and it does not describe in detail what the little tyrant did after he was injured. Shen Mu thought that Xiao Fan would use the rest of his time to arrange staff in the tent, instead of just playing around like he was an outsider. Zai went out to take a bath.

The bright yellow robe is embroidered with a long howling dragon spouting clouds, and the knuckles of the hands under the sleeves are distinct, the veins on the back of the hands burst out, and a sharp silver knife is clutched in the palm; The moment he saw Shen Mu, his precautions were instantly replaced by ice-cold hatred.

The hatred in the young man's eyes was undisguised, but Shen Mu, who looked carefully at it, was secretly relieved, and most of the worries in his heart had disappeared.

It's easy to hide with an open gun, but it's hard to defend against a hidden arrow. The good man who hides and kills in the dark is the most terrifying. Xiao Fan's look of wanting to write "I want to kill you" on his face is compared with the devil in the book who can't distinguish between emotions and anger at the end. , Sentimental more than a star and a half.

Like a newly born lion cub, it looks terrifying, but its claws and claws haven't grown yet.

Their eyes met, and the two confronted each other for a moment. Under Xiao Fan's scorching gaze, Shen Mu calmly closed his open skirt, raised his hand to smooth the scattered black hair from his temples, slightly raised his eyebrows, and said calmly,

"Does Your Majesty want to soak in the pool for a while, or do you want to go to the gazebo to talk at night after the minister changes?"

He guessed that when Xiao Fan saw him, he probably had no idea of ​​taking a bath; instead of this, it would be better for the two of them to go directly to the gazebo to have a showdown after he was fully dressed, and finish the story earlier so that he could call it a day and rest.

Xiao Fan paused, frowned bluntly and said, "...Go directly to the gazebo."

Nodding in understanding, with the sound of water, Shen Mu came out of the pool full of heat, the water dripped from the corners of his black silk clothes, and splashed on the stone floor.

Slightly possessed, he took the clean clothes on the boulder in his hands, shook his head to look at it for a while, looked sideways at the little tyrant's black eyes, thought for a moment, and spoke carefully,

"Does Your Majesty want to personally supervise the minister's dressing?"

The clothes that were originally tightly packed were loosened again because of the movement of leaning over, and it was even more unobstructed after being away from the cover of the spring water. The brows of the unaware man were slightly raised, and the eye sockets were red, and there was a trace of water vapor in the black eyes. Even when he spoke, he was cold in the past The voice was covered with a layer of water vapor.

It's just that the gaze cast on him was unusually calm, light and unwavering, as if he didn't pay attention to Xiao Fan at all.

Consciously being provoked, Xiao Fan saw it in his heart, turned around with a gloomy face and left, not long after he met the guard Jing Wen who had heard the sound, and slapped him backhand, his voice was as low as ten thousand years of ice,

"Do you know who's inside?"

There was a crisp sound of "啪", the left face of the young man in black turned red; he knelt down at Xiao Fan's feet immediately, Jing Fan didn't even say a word of excuse, "Jing Fan is not effective in doing things, please be punished by Your Majesty."

Seeing this, the servants serving all around also knelt together, holding their breath carefully, and began to sweat faintly behind their backs.

It is estimated that the regent is the only one who can make the monarch who kills without batting an eye so angry.

Everyone was silent, only to see Xiao Fan staring at the small road with heavy eyes, his face was so ugly that he seemed to send someone to kill him in the next second, and directly cut the regent's body into five horses.

After waiting for a long time, no one came out. The man's disheveled clothes and cold-eyed look were lingering in his mind. Xiao Fan gritted his back teeth tightly, with anger gushing out of his eyes, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth bitterly. out four characters,

"...offensive."

The three layers of clothing in the ancient times are really cumbersome, and Shen Mu studied for a long time before he figured out the correct way to wear them.

Turning back to the entrance quickly on the same road, Shen Mu saw two chariots blocking the outside from a distance, the one with the auspicious dragon pattern should belong to the little tyrant, and the other one embroidered with a black phoenix bird should belong to him.

The phoenix bird is also known as the "Fenghuang". Like the five-clawed dragon, it has the meaning of an emperor.

Just now he said that the little tyrant's dissatisfaction is obvious, but in comparison, Yuan Zhen's ambition is more obvious at a glance.

After Shen Mu went forward to salute Xiao Fan, he went straight to the walking chariot, followed the dragon chariot and walked slowly towards the gazebo.

Lowering his eyes to look at the clever young man in blue, Shen Mu asked him in a low voice, did he find someone to get this chariot.

The servant nodded vigorously, stretched his neck and looked forward, rolled his eyes, raised his head and said to him, "As soon as Ah Qing heard that His Majesty was coming to the hot spring, he immediately brought someone to kill him."

Looking at the scattered people around him, Shen Mu frowned, "Bring someone to kill them?"

"Yes, two thousand elite soldiers are on their way to the pavilion, and they will be there in a while," Ah Qing patted his chest proudly, assuring him, "Your Majesty, don't worry, with Ah Qing here, no one can hurt you!"

Shen Mu: "..."

If it wasn't for the wrong timing, Shen Mu would really like to ask himself what kind of enmity he has with this person at this moment, to think so sincerely of his life.

The gazebo was just a hundred steps away from the tent, and it was not far from the hot spring; in just a cup of tea, the two chariots stopped firmly on a grassy field, and the servants asked their masters to get off the chariot.

Xiao Fan moved his wrist lightly, looked at the wine cups and porcelain cups that had been set up in the gazebo, and smiled sinisterly.

Throw the cup as a sign.

The night was low, and it was really hard to see what was going on in the pavilion through the gauze curtain, but as long as the teacup shattered, the archers in the dark would hear the sound.

Unaware of it, Shen Mu stood behind Xiao Fan, squinted at the only tea table in the gazebo, and frowned slightly.

The little tyrant planted archers in the dark early on, but he had to give up his plan when he saw that Yuanshen came with elite soldiers; but these two thousand elite soldiers also became the best evidence of Yuanshen's "conspiracy and rebellion". Reason enough to keep the original body in captivity.

He originally thought of other ways to get away with it, but since these two thousand elite soldiers have come, Xiao Fan will know sooner or later.

From this point of view, he and the little tyrant may have to fight for a long time, and they may have to kneel on the cold hard wooden floor, sitting on both sides of the tea table to communicate.

...just thinking about knee pain.

After thinking for a while, Shen Mu finally relied on his identity as the regent, pretended to be a tiger, turned his head to look at Ah Qing who was looking around, and said clearly,

"Go get some blankets laid out in the arbor."

After speaking, he glanced at the little tyrant with the wound on his hand, and even boasted in his heart that he was considerate, and added in a gentle voice,

"It's cold at night, Your Majesty has just experienced some dangers, it's better not to kneel and sit on the cold ground, so as not to catch the cold again."

Xiao Fan was thinking about how to slam the teacup loudly and unpretentiously:  …

It was rare for someone not to refute, so Shen Mu immediately turned around and added, "Make the blanket thicker, and don't let the corners go."

In case the little tyrant doesn't play his cards according to common sense and just sits in a corner, it will be his knees that will suffer.

Ah Qing ran very fast, and in just a few words, he brought a dozen strong men with heavy woolen blankets on their shoulders, and in a short while covered the gazebo to the brim, not only was there not a single board in sight shadows, even the steps made of stone are tightly covered.

"Your Majesty, please."

Seeing the man asking for instructions calmly, Xiao Fan almost gritted his back teeth. Just as he was about to move towards the pavilion, the guard Jing Wen came to his side and said in a low voice,

"The Prince Regent has privately gathered two thousand elite soldiers, and they are rushing towards this place at this moment."

Pupils shrank, Xiao Fan turned his neck inch by inch, his hands under the long sleeves made a few crisp sounds when he pressed his joints, Chao Jingwen whispered a word, came to the gazebo first, opened the gauze curtain and sat down on the blanket.

Shen Mu followed closely behind, and the two were on both sides of the tea table.

Wishing he could cut the man in front of him into pieces, Xiao Fan kept his face sullen, straight to the point,

"Does Yafu know that someone maliciously set fire outside Gu's tent tonight?"

Shen Mu brewed tea unhurriedly, lightly gripped the pot with his slender fingertips, scalded the cup with boiling water skillfully, picked up a wooden spoon to scoop the tea into the cup, poured out the boiling water after waking up the tea, Raise the body of the pot and pour hot water from top to bottom for the last time.

The whole action is done in one go.

"When I heard that those people were arrested, I immediately bit my tongue and killed myself." Pushing one of the cups to Xiao Fan, Shen Mu looked down at the purple sand teacup in his hand, and took a sip, "I only hope that the result of dismembering the body by five horses can calm your majesty's anger."

The white and bright wrists exposed by the man are too eye-catching, and the lips are rosy and plump moistened by the tea. Xiao Fan's eyes were heavy, and he forced himself to look away, "Listen to Yafu, if you can't find any evidence, you can leave the behind-the-scenes evidence." The chief envoy is at large?"

"Your majesty is the next generation of Mingjun, I believe that you have made a decision in your heart." Shen Mu put the teacup under his nose and sniffed, the corners of his lips slightly raised, "But this matter is indeed due to my lack of protection."

Xiao Fan squinted his eyes and pressed forward with every step, "So."

Shen Mu reluctantly put down the teacup in his hand, opened the curtain and called Ah Qing, whispered something in his ear, and after he ran away with a surprised expression, he turned his head to meet Xiao Fan's eyes, smiled softly,

"That's why I have prepared a big gift for His Majesty."

As soon as the words fell, there was the sound of orderly and powerful footsteps in the distance, and two thousand elite soldiers armed with long spears immediately surrounded the pavilion, waiting for Shen Mu to give an order.

Shen Mu looked at Xiao Fan's instantly stiff face and back, held the teacup and said softly, "These two thousand elite soldiers were specially trained by the minister to protect His Majesty."

It is a capital offense to raise elite soldiers privately, so he will follow suit and give this hot potato to the little tyrant.

The young man's eyes finally revealed a trace of confusion in line with his age, "This... is for me?"

"Yes," Shen Mu nodded, and handed over the token Ah Qing gave him, "From now on, these people will all follow His Majesty's orders."

At Chen's next day, in the hunting grounds, Xiao Fan sat alone in a high position, and the Regent Shen Mu sat in the seat closest to him in the audience.

There was joy and laughter in the audience, and the bells and drums rang together, as if as long as Xiao Fan didn't mention it, the malicious arson incident last night would be deliberately forgotten, and the monarch was not injured.

Xiao Fan on the dragon chair lowered his eyes, leaning his head on the right hand that was supporting the dragon chair, wondering what he was thinking.

A scorching gaze kept coming, Shen Mu couldn't stop it after holding back for a moment, then raised his head to meet the piercing gaze of the middle-aged man diagonally opposite him.

According to the plot of the original book, the greasy man on the opposite side is a cannon fodder prince who can't even pronounce his name; Yuanshen had secretly discussed with him long before Liangting, and planned to hunt today to embarrass Xiao Fan.

It stands to reason that Shen Mu should have ordered someone to communicate with the prince last night and cancel the plan, but Xiao Fan kept sending people to watch him until Chen Guang Xiwei did not find the slightest chance.

Sure enough, after a while, the prince got up and came to the center of the stage, saluted Xiao Fan lazily, and said maliciously, "I have heard that your majesty is very good at archery, and now it's rare to come to hunt. I wonder if your majesty can show his skills , Let everyone take a look."

The monarch was framed by someone last night and his arm was injured. Today, this person let him demonstrate his archery skills in front of the public.

No wonder, as written in the book, the death of this reckless Prince Yi was extremely tragic.

It would be fine if he was the only one looking for his own death, but this person used to be an idiot and never participated in political affairs, but now he suddenly jumped out to embarrass Xiao Fan, saying that there was no one behind him, and Shen Mu couldn't even convince himself.

Xiao Fan naturally thought of this, and his first reaction was to turn his head to look at Shen Mu, and asked in a low voice, "Does Yafu also want to see Gulu?"

After the confrontation last night, the evil spirit on Xiao Fan's body actually subsided a bit, and it no longer said "I want to commit murder" as it was when he first saw it, but there was a dark shadow in his eyes.

Shen Mu couldn't tell whether it was good or bad for a moment, so he could only try to redeem the Tao.

"I feel that this matter is inappropriate, why not do it another day—"

Before the words fell, there was only a commotion, and the useless prince didn't wait for Shen Mu to finish speaking, and directly ordered people to carry all kinds of bows and sharp arrows. Mu.

During the hunting period, everyone had their own bows and arrows beside the table. This person's behavior was because he was afraid that Xiao Fan would not see the secret collusion between the two.

Xiao Fan was silent, got up empty-handed and walked down the steps, finally stopped in front of Shen Mu's desk, and took the bow and arrow in his hand with his body.

The young man was tall and slender, and he was dressed in strong clothes to vividly outline his smooth body lines. When he came in front of Shen Mu, the shadow cast just happened to envelop Shen Mu completely.

Holding a bow and arrow, the young king of a country slowly came to the center of the stage, turned his head to look at the joyful prince, his nominal uncle.

At some point, the surroundings became quiet, and all the officials present, even singers and musicians, all focused on Xiao Fan who was in the middle of the field with a calm expression.

The hem of the black clothes moved slightly in the wind, the young man bent his bow with his right hand and set up an arrow, closed his left eye, the arrow tip moved slowly at nowhere, and finally turned towards the prince who was standing on the side of the stage.

The sound of sharp arrows splitting the air broke the silence in the arena. Only a curved bow was left in the young man's hand. The arrow on the string grazed the prince's neck and landed impartially behind him, running in the shallow grass a hundred paces away. on the hare.

Amid the screams of the prince killing a pig, Shen Mu watched Xiao Fan holding a bow and arrow, and returning to the throne step by step as if there was no one else around, with dark black hair scattered behind his back, as if the injury was nonsense.

Only Shen Mu, who was closest to him, instantly smelled a faint smell of blood in the air when Xiao Fan passed him without looking sideways.

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