Lin Qingyu had no appetite, but still listened to Gu Fuzhou's words and opened the food box on the carriage. On the top layer is the freshly baked scones, golden and crispy, and steaming. Lin Qingyu picked up the scones and ate them bit by bit, sorting out all the things from last night in his mind.
If he didn't know the ins and outs of the whole thing in advance, he would definitely think that Xiao Teng was a real sudden illness. For such a big event, the guards in the palace did not move. The prince was assassinated. Shouldn't they search the entire palace? Why did they just block the news from the East Palace
Shen Huai knew how to succeed in dealing with Xiao Wei, whether he successfully escaped, and where he was now.
Lin Qingyu knows that it is useless to think too much. He can only wait for the current plan and watch the changes.
In the afternoon, Gu Fuzhou rushed to his house. This time he didn't cross the wall and walked upright through the front door. When Huantong saw the admiring God of War, his hands trembled with excitement when he was having tea, with light in his eyes.
Gu Fuzhou put on a deep and unsmiling face, and solemnly asked Huantong if he wanted his own signature.
At this time, Gu Fuzhou was still in the mood to make a fuss, and Lin Qingyu had to admire it. He sent away the dazed Huantong, and asked, "How is the situation in the palace?"
Gu Fuzhou drank a sip of tea and said: "Xiao Wei was absent from the morning session today because he was in a state of illness and the prime minister presided over the morning session. Others, on the surface, looked the same as usual, but the atmosphere in the palace was obviously not right. The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building's smell."
Lin Qingyu asked, "Holding? How ill, Xiao Wei is sober?"
Gu Fuzhou said, "I don't know."
Several imperial doctors did not return all night, indicating that Xiao Teng was seriously injured and his life and death were hanging by a thread. Then who is the emperor who ordered the news to be blocked and arranged the affairs of the early dynasty
Gu Fuzhou went on to say: "I asked the guards on duty in the palace. They didn't get any news last night, nor did they hear of any assassins. In summary, no matter if it is Xiao Wei or the emperor, they probably don't want to Everyone knows about this incident."
Lin Qingyu nodded in agreement. Although the emperor's illness got better, he could only look at the memorial in the bedroom, discuss matters, and make decisions on major issues. The rest was handed over to Xiao Teng.
The emperor is already like this. If something happens to the prince of the country, the court will be unstable and the current situation will be unstable if there is no leader. If he were the emperor, he would have suppressed this matter and sent secret agents from the Tianjiying camp to investigate secretly.
Lin Qingyu became more and more impetuous as he thought about it, rubbing his forehead and said, "If Xiao Teng was killed on the spot, how could there be so many things. Can't Shen Huai know a little bit of anger, even if it's just one time."
"He may not be softhearted, there may be other situations at that time." Gu Fuzhou smiled, "Qingyu, do you know the deduction method of scene reappearance?"
Lin Qingyu has never heard of it, but probably understands what Gu Fuzhou wants to express: "What do you want."
Gu Fuzhou pulled Lin Qingyu to his feet, eager to try: "You think of you as Xiao Wei, and I think of me as Shenhuai Consciousness. We restore what might have happened at that time, and maybe it can help you clear your mind."
Lin Qingyu sat back and said, "boring."
"Then I will play Xiao Teng, and you will play Shen Huai Zhi?" Before Lin Qingyu said "boring", Gu Fuzhou sat down on the bunk, glanced at Lin Qingyu, and mimicked Xiao Teng's tone vividly: "Stupefied. Now? Why, I haven't seen it for a few days, and I forgot how to serve the bed?"
Lin Qingyu: "..."
Gu Fuzhou's original intention was to make Lin Qingyu relax, but he couldn't help but not eat this set. He was thinking of other ways to coax people, so he heard Lin Qingyu say: "Shen Huaizhi has been missing for two days, shouldn't Xiao Teng ask him where he went first?"
Gu Fuzhou smiled and changed his words: "Where have you been these past few days."
Lin Qingyu walked slowly to the bed, thinking about Shen Huai's possible words and deeds. Since Shen Huaizhi failed to kill Xiao Teng with a single blow, it is very likely that she still gave Xiao Teng a chance to sophistry. "I... I have something to ask you, hope you can tell me the answer."
Gu Fuzhou narrowed his eyes: "You tell Gu where you went first."
Lin Qingyu pursed her lips and said nothing, a storm was brewing in her eyes. Suddenly, his waist tightened, but Gu Fuzhou grabbed his waist and took him to the bed. Lin Qingyu wanted to struggle, and felt that this was indeed something Xiao Teng would do, so he let Gu Fuzhou put herself under her body.
Gu Fuzhou supported his body with one hand, and clamped Lin Qingyu's face with the other, and said coldly: "I haven't seen you in two days, I have a good temper. I ask you, are you deaf or stupid, can't you hear...!"
Gu Fuzhou didn't put his own weight on Lin Qingyu, just put his weight on him, and didn't use any force in his hands. Lin Qingyu could easily break free, just like Shen Huai Consciousness could break free of Xiao Wei.
Will Shen Huai Zhi break free? Obeying Xiao Teng's orders is an instinct carved into his bones, and his body has long been adjusted/taught to satisfy a man's desires in bed. To break through the shackles and resist instinct, Shen Huai Consciousness may take some time.
Lin Qingyu did not struggle, but shrank into the bed.
He didn't know whether Shen Huaizhi would shrink, but he wanted to stay away from Gu Fuzhou. Although they had hugs, it was the first time that they were on the same bed.
Looking at Gu Fuzhou from this angle, you can see Gu Fuzhou’s Adam’s apple and sharp jaws; his figure is so different from Gu Fuzhou’s, he is enveloped in the breath of another man. The feeling of dominance and control made him flustered inexplicably.
"Still? Very good." Gu Fuzhou's breathing gradually became messy, "It's okay, there is only way to make you speak."
After speaking, Gu Fuzhou stopped moving.
Lin Qingyu forced her composure and asked, "What's your method?"
Gu Fuzhou looked down at the mole at the corner of Lin Qingyu's eyes, stabilized for a while, and smiled: "500 words are omitted here. Probably it is the lonely arbitrage to take advantage of you, making you messy clothes and strewn hair..."
Out of respect, he would not pull Lin Qingyu's clothes, but he should not take advantage of his hair too much.
Gu Fuzhou's hand came to Lin Qingyu's hair and took off his hairpin, and his black hair fell like silk and satin, hanging over Lin Qingyu's shoulders, adding a touch of beauty to him.
Gu Fuzhou put the hairpin next to his pillow and said: "At this moment, Shen Huaizhi was thinking of the Heavenly Prison Gate, but his body was insulted by Xiao Wei. The servility he had cultivated for many years was finally broken-he is awakened and he wants to resist. !"
This emotional change is reasonable. Lin Qingyu tried to push Gu Fuzhou away, but was pressed even tighter by Gu Fuzhou.
"What are you hiding? After doing so many times, are you still afraid?" Gu Fuzhou's voice was deep, "Nothing terrible. I'm not big at all, you don't need to bear it." Say, "I'm sorry, sorry, I laughed."
Lin Qingyu pressed her hands against Gu Fuzhou's chest, raised her eyebrows and said, "Will Xiao Teng say that to himself? The other way around is almost the same."
"Don't worry about these details," Gu Fuzhou laughed in a low voice, "Go on."
Lin Qingyu's eyes darkened, turned over, and sat on Gu Fuzhou instead, picked up the hairpin by the pillow, and pressed his throat: "How did the heavenly prison gate be destroyed three years ago."
Gu Fuzhou put away his smile, and said in shock: "Did someone say something to you? Shen Huai knows, you dare to do it, Gu Ding can't spare you!"
"I just ask you, whether it was the Scarlet Fang Sect or the Tianji Camp that fought the Heavenly Prison Sect that night!"
Gu Fuzhou gritted his teeth and said, "Where did you hear this!"
"You tell me, I only want the truth."
"The truth?" Gu Fuzhou sneered. "The truth is that you should have gone down to the Yellow Spring with the Heavenly Prison Gate. You were saved by yourself and saved your life in every way. What else do you want!"
Lin Qingyu imagined herself as Shen Huai consciousness, and gradually entered the play: "So, it's all true. It's Tianjiying, it's you...!"
Gu Fuzhou grasped Lin Qingyu's wrist and said sharply: "A court assassin organization, without the trust of the emperor, will undoubtedly die. No one can save them, including the lonely. The lonely can save you, it is already..."
"Shut up." Lin Qingyu exerted force on her hand, the hairpin almost pierced Gu Fuzhou's throat, "I will never believe you again, go to death...!"
When the play reached its climax, Huantong's untimely voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Master, it's time to eat. By the way, would General Gu stay and eat together?"
The two looked at each other. Gu Fuzhou said, "Could it be that Shen Huai's consciousness was also interrupted?"
"It's possible." Lin Qingyu stepped down from Gu Fuzhou, "That's why Shen Huaizhi lost his hand in desperation and didn't have time to make up the knife."
"Why are you talking more and more like my hometown?" Gu Fuzhou didn't bother to move, maintaining his previous posture, "but these are just speculations. I am afraid that only Shen Huaizhi and Xiao Wei know what happened that night. Wait, there will be news."
Lin Qingyu pondered: "The people in the East Palace have the most serious mouths. If you want to get the news, you can only look at Hu Ji or Xiao Songzi."
Gu Fuzhou asked: "Who is Xiao Songzi?"
"The eunuch of Qinzheng Hall. He told me a lot of news."
Gu Fuzhou joked: "The mouth is so loose, it's no wonder it's called Xiaosongzi."
Lin Qingyu: "..."
Huantong, who couldn't get a response from the outside, asked again: "Master, are you inside?"
Lin Qingyu asked Gu Fuzhou: "Do you want to stay for dinner?"
"Yes." Gu Fuzhou said in a lazy tone, "I can eat three bowls of rice now, you can let Huantong prepare more meat."
Lin Qingyu still had her long hair scattered, and gave Huantong a few words across the door. There is no mirror in the study. He failed to tie his long hair after several attempts. He could not help complaining: "If you restore the situation, the situation will be restored, and my hair will be loosened."
Gu Fuzhou smiled and said, "Sorry, I couldn't hold it back for a while. I'll help you."
Lin Qingyu sat at the table, letting Gu Fuzhou play with her hair. He suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, you can touch your abdominal muscles for me."
Gu Fuzhou was a little surprised, but also a little relieved: "Emperor Lin actually asked to touch his abdominal muscles. Come, come on, don't be polite, just touch it."
Lin Qingyu touched it twice and said, "It turned out that it was not an illusion just now."
"What an illusion."
Lin Qingyu jokingly said: "Your abdominal muscles really aren't that tight anymore."
Gu Fuzhou immediately felt like an enemy, and touched it himself: "No way! I lift iron every day."
"I heard that General Gu used to be in the capital, and only had four hours a day to practice the exercises on the school grounds to achieve this figure. How long do you lift the iron every day?"
Gu Fuzhou said depressed: "About half an hour."
Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "Be careful in normal times, General Gu."