After wearing the book, the regent quit.

The faint smell of blood and musk were intertwined. With Xiao Fan's irresistible approach, Shen Mu felt it was difficult to breathe.

Xiao Fan's breath fell on his neck and shoulders, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably; that hand with strong knuckles was still pressed on his shoulder, which made Shen Mu have to slightly raise his head, panting slightly hastily.

This almost complete surrender made Shen Mu frown slightly, so he began to struggle subconsciously, raising his hand to push Xiao Fan away.

The young man was so close that Shen Mu couldn't see the man's expression at all; just as he raised his hand, Xiao Fan grabbed his wrist and pulled him behind him involuntarily. Clinging tightly to Shen Mu's waist/side, it aroused a burst of itching.

I didn't know when to take off the cloak when I came here. Shen Mu's figure was thin, and the clothes on his body were already loose, but when Xiao Fan roughly pulled and pulled them, his shoulders felt cold, revealing a small piece of fair skin.

The little tyrant backed away, allowing Shen Mu to breathe again, but he was still repeating deliriously, "I'm talking to you—"

Shen Mu gritted his teeth.

No, it's too passive to go on like this.

"Xiao Fan."

A cold voice resounded in the hall, and the young man gave a sudden pause. His brain, which had been eroded by the pain, didn't react for a while, his hands loosened, and a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.

Xiao Fan's dark pupils reflected Shen Mu's handsome but expressionless face; the man stretched out his hands towards him, his snow-white arms wrapped around his neck, and his cool skin irritated slightly. trembling.

"you--"

Shen Mu raised his eyes to meet Xiao Fan's dazed eyes, and pulled him forward forcefully with his hands, instantly grasping the initiative.

Then he raised his left hand, pointed at the back of Xiao Fan's neck, and slashed down with a hand knife without hesitation.

After a while.

"...Jing Fan, come in!"

The person who closed the door was Xiao Fan, and Jing Fan stayed anxiously outside the hall door and did not dare to go in until Shen Mu's anxious shout came from the hall, and the young guard hesitated for a moment before pushing the door open.

As a result, when he entered the door, he saw Xiao Fan leaning unconsciously on Shen Mu's body, the weight of his whole body was pressing down on the thin man, his hands were still around his neck, his face was ruddy and his breathing was steady.

As if just fell asleep.

In contrast, Shen Mu, who was struggling to support him, looked much more embarrassed, his high bunch of blue hair was messy, and his silk robe with blood stains on its hem was crumpled.

At this moment, he was embracing Xiao Fan in a somewhat ambiguous posture, as if he was afraid that someone would fall, allowing himself to be hooked on his slender and fragile neck; There was a touch of blush at the end, and when he spoke, even the end sound had an imperceptible trill.

"What are you doing in a daze?" The big man on his shoulders almost crushed him. Seeing that Jing Wen was still looking at him with probing eyes, Shen Mu was a little annoyed no matter how calm he was, "Do you think I can bully him? !"

After handing over the person to Jing Yan, Shen Mu breathed a long sigh of relief, looked down at the wrinkled and unreadable clothes, raised his hand to touch the sticky blood on the hair, paused, and spoke again,

"...Go get me a basin of hot water and a new set of clothes."

"In the future, I will always be by your side and spare no effort to assist you."

The young man stood in the wind in a black long gown, helped the boy who was half a head shorter than him out of the carriage, and saluted him calmly.

The young man immediately panicked when he saw this, the young man in front of him was only seven years older than him, but he was already a well-known scholar of the Hanlin University in the capital, how could he bear to salute him who could not read a word of Dou Da.

But the young man told him, "You are the son of His Majesty, the sixth prince of this country; not only the ministers, but the rest of the people should also salute you."

Looking at the resplendent and resplendent hall in front of him, the young man clenched his sackcloth sleeves worriedly, his heart was about to jump out of his throat; he turned his head and looked at the well-known talented scholar two steps away, and asked in a low voice, " I'm a little nervous, can you stay with me later?"

......

There was a dull pain in the back of the neck and the metacarpal bone of the left hand. Xiao Fan, who was on the slump, let out a muffled grunt, and woke up with a frown.

There was a sudden sound of splashing water behind the screens in the corner, as if someone was cleaning something.

After a pause, Xiao Fan frowned, subconsciously touched the dagger under the soft pillow with his right hand, but stopped unexpectedly when he saw the clothes hanging on the screen.

This is the clothes Shen Mu wore when he entered the palace today to meet him.

Wipe off the blood on the hair with a soaked silk scarf for the last time, Shen Mu behind the screen let out a long sigh of relief, lowered his head and straightened his overly baggy clothes, turned around and walked out of the screen.

When Xiao Fan left Chongning Palace, his gloomy expression and hurried back were enough to make people suspicious. He lost control and smashed half of the things in the palace. The shrewd Empress Dowager naturally noticed the strangeness and sent someone over early test.

Fortunately, Shen Mu arrived first, so that Jing Yan could use his name to send everyone away.

Thinking of this, Shen Mu, who was wiping his hair, just raised his head, just in time to see Xiao Fan who was staring at him intently on the soft bed, his hands paused slightly, feeling a little guilty.

To knock Xiao Fan into a coma is already the worst policy, and staying in Mingcheng Palace to tidy up his appearance is even more helpless. If he walks out with the same appearance just now, there will be many rumors about the regent's disagreement with the new emperor.

He unhurriedly put down the silk scarf in his hand, stepped forward and knelt down to salute, "...Your Majesty."

As if thinking of something, Shen Mu deliberately paused when he said these two words, his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

Xiao Fan sat on the couch without saying a word, lightly turning a silver blade in his uninjured hand, looking over with dark eyes, sizing up Shen Mu without hesitation.

He clearly knew that he would occasionally lose his mind when he had a headache, and the memories in his mind stopped abruptly when he returned to the palace and smashed all the porcelain in the palace.

Therefore, Shen Mu followed him to Mingcheng Palace during the period when he lost his mind, and bathed and changed clothes in the palace.

The man slid into the oversized clothes like ink-black silk with water droplets hanging on them. Even though he tightened his belt very tightly, from Xiao Fan's overlooking angle, the man's slightly red neck and shoulders and straight collarbone were still clearly visible.

What is even more concerning is that Shen Mu's hand holding the silk scarf has a very eye-catching bruise on the wrist as white as winter snow.

During this period of time, Shen Mu's temperament changed drastically, and Xiao Fan couldn't figure out what he did when he had a headache attack to leave such an obvious mark on the man.

"When I was in Chongning Palace, I saw that your expression was not right, and I was worried, so I followed." Shen Mu spoke first, speaking slowly, as if trying to make up words, "Later, I had some quarrels with you, and I accidentally got dirty. clothes."

"The situation outside is special, and I have no choice but to clean it up at your place. I hope Your Majesty will understand."

Xiao Fan didn't believe it at all, "What kind of quarrel can make Gu make you like this?"

Shen Mu was taken aback for a moment, marveling at the fact that the little tyrant had the self-knowledge that he was playing a hooligan unilaterally.

"The empress dowager's plan to frame you must be instigated by someone behind it." Shen Mu didn't want to dwell on the matter any longer, and changed his words, "I think the people in Chongning Palace shouldn't be killed, it's better to leave one or two timid ones for interrogation some."

The young man's handsome brows were frowned, and his deep black eyes contained a layer of indissoluble mist, as if he was thinking about something extremely important.

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, the ministers from the Queen Mother's side have driven away the people who came to investigate." Headache was a thorn in Xiao Fan's heart, and Shen Mu was afraid that he would be troubled by this matter, so he added, "Please rest assured, Your Majesty, No one else will know that you are unwell today."

Shen Mu's knees hurt a little, and Xiao Fan, who was on the slump, looked solemn, and he didn't know what he was looking at; after a while, he stretched out his hand suddenly, and grabbed Shen Mu's injured arm.

Although Xiao Fan deliberately avoided the wound on his wrist, the strange feeling of skin-to-skin contact crept up Shen Mu's back not long ago.

"The injury on Yafu's wrist must have been done alone." The young man's thin lips parted slightly, and his chest trembled slightly because of the words, "Why didn't you hide at that time?"

The two looked at each other, Xiao Fan's dark eyes were bottomless, as if one step forward, he would fall from the abyss.

Holding his breath, Shen Mu straightened his back, allowing himself to look at Xiao Fan at the same level; he moved his wrist, turned the most obvious wound to the young man, and asked in the same indifferent tone:

"Why don't you hide, Your Majesty should know best."

The night was desolate, and the imperial city submerged in the dark night was dead silent, and wailing sounds could be heard from time to time.

"Your Majesty, someone brought it."

Outside the gate of Mingcheng Palace, Jing Wen clasped his sword in both hands to ask for instructions in a low voice, and after hearing Xiao Fan hum, he pushed open the door to let the maid behind him in.

The palace lady in her 20s, with a pale complexion, entered the room tremblingly and knelt down obediently, saying hello with a trembling voice.

Xiao Fan had already changed into a linen mourning dress, took out a memorial from the mountain pile, and said without raising his head, "Today the Empress Dowager sent you to take care of Gu."

"Yes, the Empress Dowager said that Your Majesty lacks some manpower here." The palace maid was sweating profusely, her hands tightly pinching the corners of her clothes. "In the afternoon, the servants and sister Axiang were ordered to come to Mingcheng Palace."

"Then you tell Gu," Xiao Fan raised his head and glanced at the person with a twitch of his lips, his eyes were cold, "What did you see today."

"Slave, I was chased away by the Regent before I came in," the maid said with a chill in her heart, "Then I went back, and I didn't see anything..."

Putting down the memorial in his hand, Xiao Fan sneered, "The queen mother calls you to come, and the regent tells you to go, so go. Are you afraid of him?"

"The Lord Regent said that if we don't leave, he will immediately gouge out our eyes." Two lines of tears flowed down the maid's face, and her whole body trembled like chaff. "This servant was afraid, so he left immediately."

Xiao Fan glanced at her red and swollen right cheek with palm prints, and said with lowered eyes, "In that case, I will reward you for the Regent."

"Jing Familiar."

Jing Fan strode forward with a black box in his arms, lowered his body and put it in the arms of the maid, and said coldly, "Open it."

The palace lady opened the box with her hands trembling violently, she was caught off guard and saw a bloody human head, the eyes had been gouged out and the face was scratched, the blood was so bloody that the original appearance of the person could not even be discerned.

The box fell to the ground with a "boom", and the maid murmured a few words "Axiang", and then kowtowed vigorously again, and the porcelain white ground was instantly stained with blood, "The queen mother said that you are not in good health, and ordered the slaves to check on your situation , if you have any problems, report to her immediately."

"But the servant was really kicked out by the regent, he said he wanted to discuss government affairs with you, why Ah Xiang is like this, the servant does not know—"

Before he could finish speaking, he passed out directly.

Jing Wen ordered the maid to be dragged out, stood next to Xiao Fan and frowned slightly, after a moment of silence, he still couldn't help asking, "Your Majesty, how much can you believe what the regent said today?"

Xiao Fan opened the book and browsed casually, replaying Shen Mu's last question to him over and over again in his mind, and replied casually, "Jing Fan, remember—"

"Don't listen to a single word that Shen Mu said, and don't believe a single word."

Just like Shen Mu's bland rhetorical question, it seems to be an excellent proof that he didn't know that Xiao Fan would lose his mind when he had a headache, but Xiao Fan still didn't believe a word.

The back of the neck was aching again, Xiao Fan got up from the table, and when he turned around, his eyes just fell on the screen in the corner.

Shen Mu left in a hurry, and even forgot to take his clothes when he left.

Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the bloodstains on the hem one by one, turned around to look at Jing Wen, and asked,

"Shen Mu said that Gu passed out by leaning on him, is this true?"

作者有话要说：靖谙：所以你刚才说的话，我应该信哪句。感谢在2020-08-0315:55:42~2020-08-0415:54:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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