Qi Huang

Chapter 77 If I'm Not the Only One

Feng Jiuyuan has always been a light sleeper, and every rustle in the night can wake him up.But don't look at him as a prince, in fact he is like a gourd, a little hurt, even if asked by others, he can't fart for a long time.

The doctor of Huaiyuan Palace wanted to cure him of this problem, but he himself did not cooperate.Every time the doctor came to the door, he would take the initiative to reach out his hand to feel his pulse, but if he wanted to ask about the cause of the disease and his past, he would be completely clueless.

Only once, Feng Jiuyuan once stated vaguely that since Feng Yi passed away and he left the palace and returned to Northern Xinjiang to take over the title, he had been stuck with this problem.The doctor raised his fingers and counted, it has been several years, but the pulse condition could not be detected, and the prescriptions for calming the nerves did not work, and the doctor shook his head again and again, coming to a conclusion.

It's heart disease.

Heart disease, you still need heart medicine.

The people in the Huaiyuan Palace were at a loss—what was wrong with them?Feng Jiuyuan was only in his teens, and the burden on his body was a bit heavy, but how could he have such a serious heart disease?Could it be because of the sudden death of his father, and then heartbroken?

After a long time, the old Princess Huaiyuan was brought back to Beijiang from Bianliang by Feng Jiuyuan. She also tried to find out the reason, but in the end she didn't know what to do.

Although she didn't know what happened, Feng Jiuyuan was the flesh that fell from her body. The old Huaiyuan Princess noticed some subtle changes in him - only Feng Jiuyuan knew what it was.

Fortunately, this shallow sleep problem has no effect on ordinary life, so I come and go again and again, and it has been like this for many years.

Feng Jiuyuan's bodyguard knew about it.

Knowing this, he was surprised at Feng Jiuyuan's deep sleep early in the morning - his prince didn't wake up all night.

Feng Jiuyuan didn't wake up until the sound of boiling cock crowing sounded in the alley across the street from the mansion.

The shadow guard, who had been waiting for a long time, finally waited for this moment, not even bothering to hide the movement of his steps.

"My lord." He bowed his head and saluted, "The Thirteenth Highness left the mansion early in the morning, leaving only this letter behind."

Feng Jiuyuan, who had just woken up from his sleep, had not lost the feeling of fullness in his eyes. He sat upright and opened the letter in a calm manner.

Few words—brother, save me.

He looked at it quietly for a while, and when he saw the tone of asking for help in the letter, instead of being anxious, he chuckled lightly: "He went to the government office?"

"……Yes."

Even though he was used to Feng Jiuyuan's strategizing, the shadow guard almost couldn't hold back, and almost asked "how does the prince know?".

Feng Jiuyuan asked again: "How many people are following?"

"According to your order, there are two people in front, and three people behind, a total of five people."

"Yeah." Feng Jiuyuan nodded and smiled gently, "It's done well."

The shadow guard realized belatedly that Feng Jiuyuan's mood was extremely bright at this time.He paused, and reported one by one according to the news that came back: "According to your instructions, they have already controlled Li Jingyang and Li Jin, and His Highness Thirteenth was not injured."

While talking, a servant stepped forward to change Feng Jiuyuan's clothes.With his eyes closed, he seemed to be very sleepy, and the scent of bitter lotus on his body was already as light as water, leaving only a slight lingering aftertaste.

This is the signal he conveyed while thinking.

The shadow guard lowered his head, waiting for Feng Jiuyuan's order.

Last night, the shadow guard knocked over the glass of wine with foreign matter, but Feng Jiuyuan had already known about it a long time ago.

He really didn't need to drink it, but with Xie Xuan present, he had a reason to drink it.

However, this move really gave Li Jingyang an illusion by accident - he, Feng Jiuyuan, had been away from the government center for a long time, and was an idle, useless, cheap prince.

With the sound of the wind, the evergreen trees rustled outside the window against the wind, swaying by the window, blowing his long black hair into a mess, and the waiter grabbed it a few times before he caught it.

Feng Jiuyuan slowly opened his eyes.

"How long has Li Jingyang been the state capital." He asked casually.

The shadow guard didn't know this, and his heart shuddered.Fortunately, the servant who served next to him was from Yongzhou, and he was clever. Seeing that others couldn't answer, he hurriedly said: "Go back to the prince, this servant knows, it has been about seven years."

"Seven years." King Huaiyuan repeated slowly, rubbing against the letter left by Xie Xuan, "It's been a while."

The shadow guard remained silent.

But after being by Feng Jiuyuan's side for a long time, he already understood that since Feng Jiuyuan could ask this sentence, it proved that he wanted Li Jingyang's life.

Even if it's just a momentary thought.

But, didn't the prince want to use Li Jingyang to make another matter public?

He wanted to walk here, but Feng Jiuyuan also thought of a place with him.

The last layer of complicated and luxurious coat was finally put on Feng Jiuyuan's body neatly. The waiter bent down to salute, and retreated without hesitation, Feng Jiuyuan stood up with his hands behind his back.

"Has Qin Ting found Xie Qingyan?"

Hearing those three words, the shadow guard lowered his head even more, only staring at his toes: "I found it."

Feng Jiuyuan: "Take it away?"

"Just took it away." The shadow guard whispered, "It's just that the scene was not very good."

Not only is it not good-looking.

Although Qin Ting was the head of the family, he acted very willfully. At best, he was rebellious, but at worst, he didn't know the severity.Changing into black clothes and covering his face, he rushed to the bandit's village with a few hidden guards from the dark pavilion.

"That's okay." Feng Jiuyuan smiled, "Their play should last for a few days..."

He walked slowly to the side of the desk, smoothed out Xie Xuan's letter carefully and neatly, and then pressed it under the inkstone.

There was a blank piece of paper in the center of the table case. Feng Jiuyuan slowly picked up the pen and dipped some ink: "Take my letter and go to the stockade again, so that they can turn from darkness to light as soon as possible, and appear in Li Jin's place." In the field of vision. The bait is easy to break if left for a long time.”

"Yes."

"By the way, I also sent a letter to the capital, saying that the fish has been hooked." Feng Jiuyuan smiled gently, "Since Xinglan wants to enter the game, I will take a step back and help him. Anyway He and I have the same purpose, both want Li Jin to die."

It didn't take long to write the two letters, and when the ink on the first word was half dry, Feng Jiuyuan had already stopped writing.He just got up from the couch with no accessories on him. He searched his body and found nothing to prove his identity, so he simply gave up: "Just send the letter there, they recognize my handwriting, and..."

The shadow guards listened one by one, thinking that Feng Jiuyuan would have something else to say later, but he waited and waited, but couldn't wait for the next sentence.

Boldly, he raised his head a few inches, and from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Feng Jiuyuan standing in front of the case.

——He had never seen his prince show such an expression.

Empty, bewildered, amazed.

After a while, Feng Jiuyuan came back to his senses.Even though the movements were still slow, the shadow guard caught a glimpse of a tremor in Feng Jiuyuan's fingertips.

He slowly pulled out the letter under the stone inkstone, and his eyes fell on Xie Xuan's handwriting.

No matter what age a person is, there is a habit of writing at that age.

For example, Feng Jiuyuan himself, as a child, grew up happily in the palace of the prince, listening to scriptures and dignitaries, and writing handwriting following Mr., neatly with a hint of arrogance; He learned some of the aura and rules of his childhood, and expressed his distress in a few hasty manner; but now, if someone sees Feng Jiuyuan's handwriting, they will definitely not be able to see half of his temperament through the paper.

Because now he has a city in his heart, and he doesn't leak water.

Now Xie Xuan is only 17 years old.

In Feng Jiuyuan's memory, he had seen the edict written by Xie Xuan when he was emperor.Flying like dragons and phoenixes, although the stroke of the brush is suppressed by the naked eye, you can still see the grass in the cursive and the madness in the cursive.

It was the 30-year-old Emperor Xie, Xie Xuan.

But now, Xie Xuan, who is still 17 years old, why did he write the words he wrote when he was 30 years old?

In just four words, it gradually turned into a blinding black mist before his eyes.

Feng Jiuyuan's breathing gradually deepened.