A gust of cold wind blew by, and Huan Ci couldn't help but shiver, and seemed to look away inadvertently.
In the past, she liked this person's eyes the most.
Those were the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen, a pair of charming peach blossom eyes, sometimes tender and sometimes sharp, which often made her feel itchy.
It's a pity that the owner of these eyes must hate her.
After waiting for a long time, Huan Ci heard no movement. She thought the man was still standing there.
But when she looked up, there were no people on the steps. Only the cold moonlight shone down, casting the shadows of the eaves pillars on the ground.
The cold wind in winter should not be underestimated. After all, Huan Ci underestimated the enemy and fainted not long after.
Wei Liao waved his sleeves, glanced meaningfully at the woman lying on the ground, and walked into the hall.
"Throw her out of the palace."
Zong Zhengyuan, who was sitting on the dragon bed, touched the concubine's smooth skin and gave instructions to Fu Shen who was standing outside.
"Yes." Fu Shen responded, turned around and walked out.
"Go get a doctor and don't let her die."
The emperor's unclear voice came from behind.
Not long after, a carriage drove smoothly on the dimly lit streets of the capital city.
"Third Master, where are we going?"
"Go home."
"Ah? Are you taking her with you? What would you think if others found out? It's not like you don't know what the prince means. At this time-"
"Do not talk nonsense."
How noisy!
Huan Ci let out a dissatisfied sound, and the surrounding area became quiet as she wished.
Where is this? Why is it shaking so hard?
Opening her sleepy eyes, she realized that she was in a strange environment.
Fu Shen's delicate face appeared in front of her, and his beautiful eyes as black as obsidian were staring at her coldly.
"Where is this?"
Huan Ci quickly got up and looked at the man in the car warily.
"go out."
Fu Shen opened his lips slightly, but he was not talking to her.
The boy in the car slipped out very wisely and closed the door for them.
Huan Ci struggled to sit up.
"What are you going to do?" She glanced at the closed car door, and her nervous voice showed her nervousness.
"Don't do anything." Fu Shen whispered.
"Tell them to stop, I want to get out."
"Yes, as long as you don't care how your people die."
"you--"
Huan Ci was speechless for a moment.
"I only give you one chance." Fu Shen bent down and whispered in her ear.
"You," Huan Ci pursed his lips in annoyance, "you avenge your private life."
"Private enmity? What is the personal enmity between the princess and I?"
Huan Ci rolled his eyes and suddenly thought of other things.
"Where's Ah Lian? Where did Ah Lian go?"
She tried to open the car door to see if Ah Lian was outside, but the person behind her stopped her and hugged her back.
"You," Huan Ci stared at the man hugging her dumbfounded, "you are so presumptuous!"
However, the restraint behind her quickly disappeared, and in an instant she sat firmly on the chair on the left.
Before he could recover from the shock, Huan Ci was breathing rapidly and looked at the man with guarded eyes.
"Where did you take Ah Lian?" she asked angrily.
"He appeared at the place where the murder occurred late at night, and people from Dali Temple took him for questioning."
I see.
Huan Ci breathed a sigh of relief.
When she was arrested just now, she was just sulking and didn't even know when Ah Lian was taken away.
I don't know what time it has been, but except for the sound of carriages moving, there is no other movement around.
He was not well in the first place, but now the wind blew again. Huan Ci leaned weakly in the carriage, staring straight at the man in front of him.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Go to my house."
"What do you want to do?" Huan Ci swallowed, his eyes very alert.
Fu Shen snorted softly and glanced at her with a mocking expression.
"What are you humming for?" Huan Ci asked angrily.
"What's the matter with the injury on your shoulder?" Fu Shen suddenly asked.
"Hmph! The thief shouts, catch the thief." Huan Ci turned his head and looked away.
"If the princess doesn't want to find out the truth, Fu can ask them to stop now."
"What do you mean? You mean this matter has nothing to do with Zong Zhengyuan?" Huan Ci looked at him suspiciously.
"Princess, be careful what you say." Fu Shen said coldly.
"You-" Huan Ci wanted to taunt him, but he was afraid of irritating him, so he had to choose something else to ask.
"Why did you take me to your house?"
"The princess appeared in Kiyuan late at night, and your Majesty ordered me to investigate the matter thoroughly."
"He doubts me?"
"Dali Temple only looks at evidence." Fu Shen said seriously.
Huan Ci curled his lips.
What an obvious public vendetta.
Their personal feud took place on an autumn day three years ago.
That day, she made an appointment with Fu Shen to meet on the grassland.
"Ah Mo, I came to you today to tell you that we will never see each other again from now on."
"Why did you suddenly say these?" Fu Shen's smile froze on his face.
"I'm getting married to Li Jinxiu." Huan Ci didn't dare to look at him and turned his head to look at the target in the distance.
The man was silent for a long time, then suddenly chuckled: "Who do you think I am?"
"This kind of thing is based on your will and my will. Now that I am unwilling, let's break it off from now on." Huan Ci said coldly.
"Reluctant? Then why did you last night?"
"No reason, I just want to play."
"The Li family in Jinyang is a famous family with a very strict family tradition. Will they allow someone like you to come in?" Fu Shen's deep voice was full of ridicule.
"Beast!" Huan Ci's anger suddenly rose, and he raised his hand and slapped him, "Fu Xuanmo, who do you think you are? No matter what I do, it's your turn to criticize me?"
The distant memory suddenly hit him, and Huan Ci lowered his head in annoyance.
This is the capital, not Bingzhou where she dominates. Fu Shen is not a good person. Now that he falls into his hands, wouldn't it be a disaster?
The carriage suddenly stopped, and the awkward atmosphere was interrupted by the sound coming from outside.
"Third Master, we're here." The boy who was kicked out pushed the door open and looked at Huan Ci who had changed his seat in surprise.
"Let her come in." Fu Shen told him, and then quickly got out of the carriage.
"I don't want it." Huan Ci stared at the boy reluctantly.
The boy didn't say anything, he just waited silently.
Huan Ci was in a stalemate with him for a while, and finally helped him out of the carriage.
But the deserted environment around her immediately set off alarm bells in her heart.
Fu Shen's fellow actually took her to the back door.
After walking slowly for a while, Huan Ci was brought to a three-bay room, where Fu Shen was sitting behind the desk playing with the dagger in his hand.
"You, you, what are you going to do?" Huan Ci asked stammering.
"come over."
Huan Ci's heart beat like a drum.
After all, she is a princess, and now she is still an important hostage in Zong Zhengyuan's hands. Fu Shen should not do anything stupid.
