After wearing the book, the regent quit.

Provoking the face of the monarch in public, searching the entire capital, only the Regent has the guts, and Xiao Fan's uncharacteristically good behavior, firstly satirizing Shen Mu's treacherous behavior, secondly, expressing his intention to win people's hearts intention.

In the conference hall surrounding the hunting ground, several ministers and generals couldn't help sweating secretly as they looked at Xiao Fan on the dragon chair and Shen Mu with an indifferent face next to him.

God in this capital city, I'm afraid it's about to change.

A minister in the hall bowed his waist, praised Xiao Fan's "broad-hearted" act of being a wise king yesterday with a flattering face, his expression fluttered and his spit flew all over the place.

Xiao Fan's thin lips were straightened, his deep black eyes drooped, and his eyelids cast shadows on his eyelids. His indistinguishable expression made people feel apprehensive.

He was looking at Shen Mu's expression.

Today, Shen Mu was wearing an abnormal plain blue robe again, his hands were hanging down and overlapping each other, his delicate and beautiful eyebrows were lightly frowned, his eyes were looking straight ahead, and he didn't seem to be listening to anyone's words.

Xu Shi was upset about what happened at the hunting ground yesterday, and the two colluded in private to try to embarrass him, but Uncle Huang knelt outside his tent for half an hour. Such spineless behavior undoubtedly slapped Shen Mu hard on the face palm.

Of course, Xiao Fan would not let go of things that upset Shen Mu; he remembered the white shirt that Jing Fan had left in his tent last night, his eyes moved, and regardless of whether the minister finished speaking, he waved his hand to let Shen Mu go. The rest retreated, leaving Shen Mu alone in the hall.

Jing Wen accepted his order, took the white shirt and presented it with both hands, "This is the clothes that the prince left by the pool that day."

The majestic King Regent, who is more than ten thousand people, looks disheveled when he takes a bath, and even leaves his underwear when he is in a hurry.

Looking at the clothes in Jing Wen's hands, Shen Mu was taken aback when he heard the words, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and after a while, he raised his eyes and smiled slightly at Xiao Fan, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness."

Xiao Fan, who was waiting for Shen Mu to fight back coldly: ...

When the man is expressionless, he is always indifferent and alienated. When he occasionally smiles politely, his long and narrow eyes are slightly narrowed, his thin lips are slightly hooked, and the tails of his eyes are raised, and his black hair is rolled up.

Maybe it was because he didn't reply for a long time, Shen Mu smiled slightly, and asked respectfully, "Is there anything wrong with the minister?"

His tone was indifferent, as if he didn't see Xiao Fan's intention to humiliate him at all.

The cynicism piled up on his lips suddenly lost its meaning, Xiao Fan felt a sting in his throat, and looked at Shen Mu's black hair bound by green jade hairpins, feeling a little irritable for some reason, "It's nothing, it's just that Yafu changed his hair Crown, I find it novel."

He clearly remembered that men always only prefer red gold crowns.

Shen Mu's face showed doubts, and he sighed Xiao Fan's concern again in his heart, and finally responded politely because of his affection, and said politely, "What do you think, Your Majesty?"

Immediately afterwards, the little tyrant sized him up repeatedly with critical eyes, and finally said in a cold tone,

"......Well enough."

The hunting ground is on the outskirts of the capital, and Haohao Tangtang's team set off at noon, and arrived at the foot of the imperial city shortly after noon.

The accompanying ministers were supposed to enter the palace with the monarch, and they could only leave after saluting, but before Xiao Fan's six-horse carriage entered the city, a young man in blue galloped out from the city gate, got off his horse in front of Xiao Fan's carriage, respectfully Kneel to say hello.

Ah Qing who came over after receiving the news said softly, "Your Majesty, the Empress Dowager suddenly became seriously ill last night, and the imperial doctor said that she will only survive for a few days."

In the original book, the Empress Dowager Nalan Wan fell into a slump after losing her son, and was tortured by illnesses all the year round. Finally, when Xiao Fan was 19 years old, she passed away, and the whole country mourned for seven days.

In order to prevent the empress dowager from monopolizing power, the late emperor granted Shen Mu the power to intervene in the affairs of the harem before his death. At this time, in the Chongning Palace, apart from Xiao Fan and the seriously ill empress dowager, there was Shen Mu waiting quietly in the side hall.

There was a faint sound of cursing in the bedroom, Shen Mu fumbled for the teacup with his fingertips, and asked with a frown, "Where is the Queen Mother?"

"The Empress Dowager came last night and stayed there for the whole night," Ah Qing whispered in Shen Mu's ear, "Everyone in the palace praises the Empress Dowager for her filial piety."

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a sneering smile appeared on the corner of Shen Mu's mouth.

Where did the filial piety come from, the queen mother probably wished that the queen mother died last night, so that when Xiao Fan came back, he could only face a cold corpse, so that he could easily be labeled as an "unworthy descendant".

Otherwise, they wouldn't have blocked the news overnight, and sent people out of the city to report it when they couldn't hide it at dawn.

At this time, a clear and sharp sound of porcelain breaking came from the sleeping hall, closely followed by an old and feeble roar.

"Get out!"

On the bed, the terminally ill silver-haired old man was yellow and thin, his slightly collapsed chest rose and fell rapidly, as if someone was strangling his neck, and every time he gasped, he was accompanied by a harsh and harsh sound of gasping.

Even so, Nalanwan still ordered someone to help her up, leaning against the pillow panting, the hand that knocked over the medicine bowl was as thin as a stick, shaking violently uncontrollably.

The old man's cloudy eyes stared viciously at Xiao Fan's expressionless face. She knew that the time limit had come, but she felt a rush of blood in her chest, and spat at the person again.

"Get out! You bastard who killed my son!"

The hem of the dragon robe was covered with black concoction, and the whole hall was filled with a rotten and stench of death. Xiao Fan looked at the debris scattered on the ground at his feet with a pair of cold eyes, and turned his head to the maid who was kneeling beside him, saying,

"Bring the medicine."

When that man summoned him into the palace, he had taken the elixir of Jianghu Taoist priests for many years. Everyone knew that his time was numbered, only Nalan Wan, who had firmly believed that Xiao Fan was the disaster star and killed him all these years Mother is not enough, she actually killed her son.

Too lazy to spend much time with the dying person, Xiao Fan just grabbed Nalan Wan's wrist violently when she tried to overturn the medicine bowl brought by the maid for the third time.

The bed was intentionally kept out of the sun, Xiao Fan sat in a dimly lit place beside the bed, a pair of black eyes gleamed with a faint coldness.

Like a poisonous snake that has been dormant in the dark for a long time, the young man's deep voice is like ice for thousands of years, "Don't challenge Gu's patience again."

"drink."

One is the empress dowager who put life and death aside, and the other is the cruel and violent new emperor. Listening to the ridiculous conversation between the two, the rest of the servants in the palace trembled, wishing to run away.

Stared at by Xiao Fan's eyes that looked like pools of stagnant water, Nalan Wan could only feel a chill creeping up her spine and slowly covering her whole body, and fear was seeping into her dilapidated body pervasively.

Xiao Fan's words shattered her strength with a single blow. The gray-haired old man's eyes were full of tears, and the hand held by the young man was clenched into a fist. His fingertips pierced the fragile skin, and the dark red blood flowed down. It slipped off the back of the young man's hand.

She let out a mournful cry, "Give me back my son! I only want my son..."

It has nothing to do with power and political party disputes. This is just an elderly mother mourning her dead child in her own way when her life comes to an end.

The woman in front of her with disheveled hair seemed to be talking nonsense; Xiao Fan slowly let go of her skinny wrist, looked down at the blood on her wrist, and gave an order after a long time,

"Send the imperial physician over here."

Shen Mu waited for a long time in the side hall.

He is not someone who would wrong himself, knowing that no one in the palace except Xiao Fan would dare to pick on him, his stomach began to throb, so he ordered someone to bring food, under the whispered curses of the old woman in the palace, it didn't matter We had a quick lunch.

Even without the obstruction of the regent, the dragon chair in the Golden Palace would not be easy to sit firmly. If Xiao Fan didn't want to be restrained by others, he deserved some experience.

What's more, Nalan Wan has long been unable to overcome the storm.

Seeing that people didn't come out for a long time, Shen Mu felt that waiting was useless, and planned to go home after eating, but when he got up, he heard the word "wild species" clearly.

After leaving the footsteps, Shen Mu sat back on the excellent mahogany chair and waited for Xiao Fan's reaction with bated breath.

The life experience of Xiao Fan, who lost his mother at the age of ten, is a mystery. Ever since he entered the palace, he has heard people slander his mother, so when he grew up as a young man, the word "wild species" was a rebellion that no one could touch.

Nalan Wan couldn't make waves, but if Xiao Fan killed her, the huge waves would be devastating.

After waiting for a while with sweaty palms, he saw Imperial Physician Xu who had just seen yesterday hurried over, saluted Shen Mu in a panic, trotted into the hall, and came out after a while.

Shen Mu called people to stop, raised his hand and ordered his servants to bring tea and give them a seat, and asked in a warm voice, "Who is injured inside?"

Ever since the old doctor saw him, he began to tremble like chaff. After trembling for a while, he tremblingly said, "My lord, it was the empress dowager who pinched the palm of her own hand, and Her Majesty sent the ministers into the palace... ..”

"Very good." Shen Mu nodded in satisfaction, and unconsciously leaned forward, "Has anyone inquired about His Majesty's injury in private?"

The old man who was over sixty years old was so frightened that his eyes turned white, and he shook his head desperately, "Except for you, the prince, I will never tell anyone else."

Dealing with smart people really got twice the result with half the effort. With a smile on his lips, Shen Mu ordered Ah Qing to prepare a reward, but the old man hurriedly stopped him, almost begging,

"My lord, please don't give me any rewards! This is all a subject's job," the old man was sweating profusely, "Besides, your Majesty's ministers are not easy to explain..."

"It doesn't matter," Shen Mu Wanguan wanted to experience the feeling of spending money like water for a long time, so he rewarded another hundred taels of gold indifferently, and did not forget to kindly add,

"If His Majesty confiscates it, Your Excellency will come to my Prince Regent's Mansion, and I will reward you once more."

Doctor Xu who wished to knock himself unconscious with a punch:  …

It wasn't until sunset and Nalan Wan who drank the medicine finally fell into a deep sleep that Xiao Fan came out of the main hall with an unconcealable tiredness on his face.

Just about to ask someone to drive him back to the palace, when he passed the screen and came to the side hall, he saw Shen Mu sitting at the round table boredly, looking sideways at the sunset outside the window.

The setting sun slanted into the room through the window, and fell on Shen Mu's side face and shoulders. The man seemed to have a thin layer of soft light, which was warm but not dazzling.

Shen Mu who heard the sound of footsteps raised his head, saw that it was Xiao Fan who came, got up and saluted, and said softly, "Your Majesty has been tired all day, let's go after dinner."

The round table was filled with all kinds of dishes, although they were not big fish or meat, they were all his favorites; Xiao Fan, who hadn't eaten a drop of water for most of the day, was finally aroused by the tangy aroma, almost instinctively, he Hearing himself silently swallowing.

Looking away from the round table, Xiao Fan looked at Shen Mu with undisguised vigilance in his eyes. He heard his hoarse and tired voice,

"Mingcheng Palace has prepared dinner, why does Gu want to eat here?"

Shen Mu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then smiled at Xiao Fan after a while, and said in a very light tone, "What your majesty said is that the minister is worrying too much."

"In that case, the minister will take his leave first."

After finishing speaking, the man stopped talking, and after saluting again, he turned and left, meeting Jing Fan who was about to enter the palace.

"Your Majesty," Jing Yan asked for instructions, "Should the nourishing decoction be presented to you now, or—"

Xiao Fan frowned, "When did Gu say to drink nourishing soup?"

"It's the prescription that the regent asked for from Imperial Physician Xu, and then ordered the minister to cook it," the young guard looked up at the dishes on the table, and replied calmly,

"The dishes on the table were also prepared by the Regent's order to the Imperial Dining Room an hour ago, according to your preferences. They have already been poisoned."

The young man remained silent, walked to the round table, raised his hand to touch the side wall of the porcelain bowl, and felt a burst of warmth from his fingertips.

Now is the weather when you need to wear a crane cloak at night, and I don't know how many times this table of food has been reheated.

Seeing that Xiao Fan didn't speak for a long time, Jing Wen felt that he was taboo, and asked tentatively, "Your Majesty is going back to Mingcheng Palace? Or should I order the Imperial Dining Room to make another one immediately?"

"No need," Xiao Fan sat down at the round table, glanced at the two pairs of bowls and chopsticks neatly placed opposite each other, took one of them, and said in a low voice,

"That's good."

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