Xin Yi was startled, "I..."

Fu Jiuqu lowered his voice slightly, "Shut up."

There was chatter and laughter from outside, and Fu Jiuqu sneered. Without giving Xin Yi a chance to speak, he grabbed her hand that was open in the air and swung it out. This action automatically played in slow motion in Xin Yi's mind...

The pampered Prince of Guangling County has a thin layer of calluses on his palms. It seems that he has never neglected to practice martial arts. In this era where culture is valued over martial arts, he is really an outlier.

"Chonglou, you are here too."

Cao Yi was welcomed into the mourning hall by Zhang Zhengxiang. He took off his soft blue cloak and handed it to the guards. He looked at Fu Jiuqu and smiled. His face was like the bright moon in the breeze, with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows, and a gentle smile.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

A poem popped into Xin Yi's mind subconsciously.

"The small bridge on the flat bank is surrounded by thousands of mountains, and the soft blue water lingers with flowers and grass."

The humble gentleman in ancient times suddenly appeared before his eyes. Xin Yi couldn't help but glance at Fu Jiuqu and compared the two in his mind.

Fu Jiuqu is so evil, no matter how he smiles, his bones are full of evil.

Cao Yi is different. This face is attractive. He is modest, gentle, and has picturesque features. No one will say "I want it" when he looks at it?

Xin Yi thought of the argument he had with his colleagues when the planning team was looking at the character map.

"Looking at looks alone, do you want Fu Jiuqu or Cao Yi?"

"Children only make choices, of course adults want them all..."

Xin Yi blushed just thinking about it.

I was so greedy towards the paper man back then,

Now that the real person is in front of her, she can't afford any of them.

Cao Yi is not only the deputy commander of the Imperial Palace, but also the uncle of the current dynasty and the younger brother of Empress Cao. The Cao family has been in the top tier for generations and is a founding figure of the country. Cao Yi is a general and a leader in the family. . He is proficient in music, riding, archery, music, chess, calligraphy and painting, has a dignified appearance, and is well-known throughout the country. He is the perfect candidate to be the next head of the family.

"Mr. Zhang." Fu Jiuqu did not answer Cao Yi's words, but said to Zhang Zhengxiang with a half-smile, "I'm talking to Uncle Guo."

Cao Yi invited him to express his condolences, and Zhang Zhengxiang waited tremblingly, looking flattered. Now Fu Jiuqu asked him to retreat. Even though this was his son's funeral hall, he still dared not show his dignity and went down obediently.

Xin Yi followed Zhang Zhengxiang and Liu out of the mourning hall.

When he left, he looked back and saw Fu Jiuqu's deep and cold eyes through Bai Ling, as well as his merciless words.

"Uncle, please come back. You are not welcome here."

Cao Yi looked at him quietly.

It wasn't until there was no one else in the mourning hall that he sighed quietly.

"Sanlang was killed. I should have come earlier. However, I was sent as a foreign mission by the government a few days ago. I was able to return to Beijing yesterday... Alas, it's my fault that I came so late."

It may be said that Cao Yi is only a few years older than Fu Jiuqu, but he is Fu Jiuqu's real elder - based on kinship and seniority, Fu Jiuqu has to call Cao Yi his uncle.

In fact, the two have known each other since they were children. They studied martial arts under the same master, and their relationship is much closer than ordinary people. Fu Jiuqu does not call him senior brother, but occasionally calls him "brother." The most affectionate title is what he calls Cao Yi. His nickname - "Cao Bangzi".

The two looked at each other.

Cao Yi was the first to break the silence.

"Chonglou blames me. Shouldn't he send Sanlang to Kunlun Pass?"

Fu Jiuqu looked at him without saying a word for a moment, then lit three incense sticks and handed them to Cao Yi, just like he did to Xin Yi just now.

"Light up the incense and let's go."

Cao Yi stood up straight elegantly, took the incense stick and worshiped the spiritual tablet, pursed his lips and looked at Fu Jiuqu.

"As officials of the imperial court and loyal to the country, how can we seek advantages and avoid disadvantages?"

Fu Jiuqu smiled and said nothing.

Cao Yi frowned and looked at him for a moment, then looked at Zhang Xun's spiritual tablet again and sighed lightly: "Today it is Sanlang, maybe tomorrow it will be you and me. If the Song Dynasty is in trouble, you and I dare not to die?"

Fu Jiuqu caressed the jade ring carelessly, and glanced at Cao Yi lightly, "It is our duty to fight on the battlefield and wrap our bodies in horse leather. But what if someone colludes with foreign enemies to frame Zhongliang? Does my uncle still think that Xingyuan's death is a worthy death?

"

Cao Yi was startled, "You mean someone..."

"I didn't say anything." Fu Jiuqu interrupted Cao Yi's words, his eyes were gloomy and deep, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and a cold smile hung on the corners of his lips.

"My uncle has just returned to Beijing and is busy with everything. After paying homage, please go to the palace to meet your master as soon as possible."

Obviously, he didn't want to go into details.

Cao Yi pondered for a moment and nodded.

"Everything in the world is impermanent, and it is heartbreaking that Saburo died at an early age. Chonglou, I am sorry."

Not many people knew about the brotherhood between Fu Jiuqu and Zhang Xun, and Cao Yi happened to be one of them. After that, he patted Fu Jiuqu on the shoulder.

"Then I'll leave first. My uncle will treat you to a drink another day. This time I brought back a lot of good wine from Yuncheng and stored it all in Jinzhuang..."

Fu Jiuqu turned sideways and glanced at him, his eyebrows deep.

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Xin Yi waited outside the mourning hall for a while, standing with numb legs. He glanced at the Zhang family and saw no one paying attention to him, so he wanted to sneak back to the backyard——

Unexpectedly, after taking a few steps, Cao Yi came out.

"Miss, can you please lend me a moment to speak?"

It is said that there are many disputes in front of a widow. With Xin Yi's current status, it is difficult for her to be alone with her foreign husband.

But Xinyi had no reason to reject this uncle.

Especially when she has repeatedly made plots and the enemy and ourselves are unknown, she really needs to get more information from different channels to listen to what Cao Yi has to say...

"Yes." Xin Yi lowered his eyes slightly and followed.

Behind her, Fu Jiuqu walked out slowly, with a cold look and a faint smile.

Cao Yi stood in the courtyard, erect. He was a meticulous and considerate person. Speaking from this position would not be heard by others, and it would be within the Zhang family's field of vision, so that gossip and daydreams would not arise...

Xin Yi stood two feet away from him.

"What are your orders, sir?"

Cao Yi smiled faintly, his eyes shining softly like the spring breeze blowing, and his tone was polite and gentle, "This matter is really hard to talk about, so I have to invite the young lady to come out to discuss it."

Xin Yi smiled, "Sir, it doesn't matter if you say so."

Cao Yi looked at the woman who was looking directly at him and hesitated for a moment.

Thin, small, pale and frail, where could such a woman at such an age learn such wonderful medical skills?

"I guess the young lady has already seen the child of the Lu family..."

Xin Yi thought he was talking about Tie Dan, and smiled lightly, "Don't worry, sir, Lu Xiaolang is not in danger, he just needs to lie in bed for a few days. I have already told Lady Cao, just follow the prescription I prescribed and take it orally."

, it will take less than half a month to recover..."

"I'm not talking about Tiedan." Cao Yi paused briefly, and his gentle voice became a little deeper, "I mean, Tiedan's younger brother... Shitou."

Brother? Stone?

Xin Yi: "Don't Mrs. Cao only have one son, Tiedan?"

Cao Yi remained silent.

Xin Yi suddenly thought of the terrifying rumors in Zhangjiacun.

"From then on, strange things happened in Zhangjiacun. No more normal babies were born in the village..."

Xin Yi's back stiffened slightly and he looked into Cao Yi's eyes.

Cao Yi also looked at her, his eyes dark.

For a long moment, the two of them didn't speak.

A gust of cool wind blew, and Xin Yi felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if he was being stared at by something.

She turned her head reflexively.

But when he saw Fu Jiuqu leading Sun Huai and several guards, striding out of the mourning hall and passing by them, he didn't even look at them sideways, but he felt an indescribable chill.

"Young lady, you don't have to be afraid of him." Cao Yi followed her gaze and glanced at Fu Jiuqu's back, and comforted him softly: "He has a deep relationship with Sanlang, and it is appropriate to have some emotions."

"I understand." Xin Yi looked away and smiled at Cao Yi, "It's just what you just said, I don't quite understand..."

Cao Yi frowned, "Shitou was born with defects, which is very pitiful. If the little lady has a magic formula that can cure Shitou's strange disease and break the curse of having children in Zhangjiacun, it will be a great merit."

Xin Yi frowned and looked at him.

Cao Yi handed over his hand again, "Don't worry, little lady, I will bear all the medical fees. I will also find the pharmacy to help with whatever medicinal materials are needed."

Xin Yi smiled and said, "Sir, you really have the heart of a Bodhisattva."

Cao Yi: "I just tried my best."

Xin Yi looked at him for a moment and shook his head.
To be continued...