Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 34 Hole Cards
Fu Mingjue stayed in Chengming Palace until night. Originally, Fu Xiuyun planned to keep him to stay in the palace, but when he thought that he had already married, he didn't want to keep him anymore.

Before leaving, Fu Xiuyun suddenly stopped him: "Zi Lin."

Fu Mingjue turned around and looked at him: "What else does Your Majesty order?"

There were many shadows of candles in the hall, Fu Xiuyun watched him quietly, and when the words came to his lips, they turned into: "I will send you back."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After he left, Fu Xiuyun leaned on the back of the chair, with faint clouds lingering between his brows, his eyes were not as deep as before, but more confused.

Zi Lin, this word was chosen by him.

Fu Mingjue came to Kunning Palace when he was eight years old. At that time, Fu Xiuyun was already a young man, and he deeply sympathized with this tortured younger brother. The late emperor also often visited Kunning Palace because of his pity for Fu Mingjue.

During those days, Fu Xiuyun was very happy.On weekdays, his father is busy with government affairs, and he rarely sees him. Since Fu Mingjue came to Kunning Palace, he can often see his father.

But later, someone said that the father liked Xiao Qi the most, and even wanted him to be the prince.
Thinking of this, Fu Xiuyun made a sneering smile: "It's just a bastard born to a lowly court lady, and I can only bow my head at my feet for the rest of my life."

The star curtain was low, and the night shrouded the entire imperial palace. During the day, the majestic and majestic palace with red walls was like a ferocious beast lurking in the darkness, ready to swallow people in one bite.

On the quiet palace road, there were only palace people carrying lanterns. After seeing Fu Mingjue, they retreated to both sides.

It was only after people walked away that the woman in the blue round-neck gown raised her head and looked at Fu Mingjue's back, unable to regain her senses for a long time.

Seeing this, the maid accompanying her elbowed her: "Mingyue, the lord has gone far, why don't you still watch?"

Mingyue smiled apologetically: "It's the first time I see His Highness King Jing, and I'm a little curious."

"Don't be curious. Although King Jing is good-looking, he is not easy to mess with. I advise you to go around when you see him in the future."

Mingyue was puzzled: "What do you mean by that?"

She lowered her voice: "In recent years, many people have tried to win over King Jing and sent many beauties, but they all died inexplicably! You should stay away from him, King Jing is not something you can imagine."

Mingyue frowned, and asked again: "But isn't he married?"

"Oh, Princess Jing is only saved from death because of her resemblance to Miss Ling."

Mingyue looked in the direction of the palace gate, and a strangeness flashed across her eyes: "Concubine Jing"

Just a breeze came, blowing away her whispers.

The companion didn't hear clearly, so he just said: "Let's go, Concubine Shu is still waiting for us to go back and return."

As soon as he arrived at the palace, Fu Mingjue saw a little girl standing at the door, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Ling Youyao.

"My lord, you are back!" Ling Youyao greeted her with a smile on her eyes.

"Ah."

Fu Mingjue's eyes softened a little, and he had to admit that she really looks pretty when she smiles.

"My lord, you haven't eaten yet, right? I have someone prepare dinner, and I'm just waiting for you to come back."

Looking at her bright smile, Fu Mingjue seemed to have a crack in his heart, like the first ray of sunshine breaking through the ice in winter, gentle and hot.

"En." Fu Mingjue naturally took her hand and walked inside side by side.

Ling Youyao was slightly taken aback, and then showed a proud smile at Lubao and Yinzhu.

"What are you looking at?" Fu Mingjue squeezed her hand.

Ling Youyao hurriedly said: "Look at the moon!"

Fu Mingjue didn't expose her, there is no moon at all tonight.

The orange light made the figures of the two longer and longer. One was tall and the other was petite. They walked side by side, from irrelevant to one.

After dinner, Fu Mingjue took advantage of the opportunity to stay in Lanhui Courtyard. Ling Youyao hadn't asked anything she wanted to ask, so she was very happy for him to stay.

"Come here and help me change clothes." Fu Mingjue opened his hands, waiting for her to come.

Ling Youyao was speechless: "My lord, my hands are not convenient, why don't I ask Yinzhu to come in?"

"No need." Fu Mingjue interrupted her, as if it was you.

Ling Youyao had no choice but to walk over, slowly unfastened his belt, and slowly took off his coat.Due to her lack of height, she still had to stand on tiptoe, and she managed to survive with a fine layer of sweat on her forehead.

Fu Mingjue looked down at her, and his dark eyes were filled with small smiles.

"My lord, why did you come back so late today? Did something serious happen?" Ling Youyao asked tentatively.

Fu Mingjue saw through her thoughts at a glance, and did not shy away from it, saying: "The soldier talisman has been found."

Ling Youyao paused: "So fast?"

Fu Mingjue's work efficiency is faster than she imagined.

"This king didn't find it, he sent it to the door on his own initiative."

"Is it someone from the previous dynasty lurking in the capital?" Ling Youyao asked along the way.

"No." Fu Mingjue didn't intend to hide it from her, "It's Prince Jing'an's Mansion."

Jing'an Palace, Ling Youyao heard from Yinzhu that the young man who was peeking at people's wishes that day at Foguang Temple was the young master of Jing'an Palace.

Now the only one left in the capital is the youngest son of Prince Jing'an, how did the soldier talisman fall into his hands?

Fu Mingjue continued: "Feng Yuanshan met Pei Ce before he died, probably because he remembered King Jing'an's massacre of Yuanwu Guards, and wanted to provoke the relationship between His Majesty and King Jing'an, so he handed over the military talisman to Pei Ce. "

"Does Your Majesty trust King Jing'an?"

Ling Youyao once read in the book that King Jing'an was a brother of a different surname sworn by the late emperor, and the two were like brothers.The first emperor naturally trusted King Jing'an, but that doesn't mean that Fu Xiuyun would also believe him.

Fu Mingjue remembered how Pei Ce shouted his grievances in the Chengming Palace today, and couldn't help smiling: "Even if he doesn't believe it, he won't tell the truth."

"Now that the weather is getting colder, some nomads in the north will go south to harass the border towns every winter. King Jing'an has a large army. If His Majesty doubts him at this juncture, it will undoubtedly be forced into prostitution."

Perhaps it was because Fu Mingjue was in a good mood today, and regardless of whether Ling Youyao could understand or not, he said a lot in one breath: "I think that when the court tomorrow morning, the Feng family's matter should have a result."

Ling Youyao nodded half-understood, and asked, "Will Your Majesty talk about the military talisman?"

"Yes." Fu Mingjue gently pinned her broken hair behind her ears, "Not only can she speak, but she can also publicize it."

"Why is that?" Ling Youyao didn't understand, if she told about Yuanwu Guard still in the world, wouldn't it cause the people to panic?

Fu Mingjue pretended to be mysterious and said: "Of course it is to lure the snake out of the hole."

Since that man could lurk for so long, if he hadn't been driven into a hurry, how could he be willing to risk his life to reveal his identity?

Yuanwuwei is his last hole card, once he learns that the soldier talisman has fallen into the hands of others, he will definitely jump over the wall in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)