Yan Funing grabbed his hand and said, "Don't touch it. I'll help you deal with it.""it is good."
He nodded in agreement and was pulled by her to sit down.
Yan Funing took a piece of clean cotton to wipe the blood from the corner of his lips, and then carefully helped him apply medicine.
Suddenly a hot tear fell on the back of his hand.
Fu Ciyi was surprised to find that she was crying.
"Why are you crying?"
"I just feel sorry for you. You were beaten by your own father and couldn't fight back." Yan Funing's eyes were filled with tears. "Actually, I'm wondering if it's right or wrong for us to move into the palace like this."
You need to be on guard against others who may plot against you at all times. This kind of life is completely different from what it was like in the Fu Mansion.
Fu Ciyi stroked her little face: "I'm sorry for putting you through this."
Yan Funing shook her head: "I'm not wronged, I just feel sorry for you. It's not easy to be a royal child, and human nature is just like that."
In her impression, the Yan family and her father were very good.
Like him, she did not grow up with her biological father, but the two fathers' attitudes towards their children were completely different.
"It's enough that you care about me." He stood up and held her in his arms.
He had to dethrone the prince as soon as possible.
Whether the second prince succeeds to the throne or the third prince ascends the throne, he will be the most powerful person by then.
You hold great power, so you don't have to be afraid of Long Yi.
It would not be impossible to have a head-on confrontation at that time, reveal what happened that year, and let the world judge for itself.
Not only was what happened back then important, his mother could no longer be wronged, and his Ningning could not suffer with him.
"Sometimes I think, if we don't go to Beijing, it wouldn't be bad to live a good life in Qingshan Town, Ling County." He rested his chin on the top of her head and murmured.
Yan Funing responded softly: "Yes, it is good, and life is warm, but the truth of the matter will always be a thorn in your heart."
"My wife understands me."
"You left Beijing when you were five and decided to return. Now that you're back, you're getting closer and closer to the truth. Let's move on, okay?" She looked up at him. "When the truth comes out, I'll follow you no matter what kind of life you want."
"Really?"
She nodded: "Really."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.
Yan Funing hurriedly came out of Fu Ciyi's arms.
"Come in." Fu Ciyi said.
Leng Feng pushed the door open and walked in, lowering his eyes and reporting: "Sir, Madam, Prince Jin has left Mingzhu Garden."
"Okay." Fu Ciyi said.
"Prince Jin wanted to stay in Mingzhu Garden, but was rejected by the princess. Prince Jin insisted on staying, but the princess refused because her son was beaten and she was very sad. Upon hearing this, Prince Jin left. However, the princess accepted the medicine sent by the palace doctor, saying that it was to be applied on the hands." Leng Feng presented the medicine, "Young Madam, please take a look and see if it is poisonous?"
Yan Funing took the ointment, opened it and examined it, and said, "It's non-toxic, it's a burn ointment, you can apply it."
Leng Feng took the ointment back and said, "Well, I will return the ointment to the princess."
"Yes." Fu Ciyi instructed, "Mingzhu Garden needs to strengthen its guard."
"Yes, son."
The cold wind retreated and left.
Fu Ciyi pondered for a moment, then said to Yan Funing, "I plan to go to the Beauty Manor tomorrow night, and I have to ask you to take care of the affairs in Mingzhu Garden."
"What do you mean please?" Yan Funing sighed, and then said, "You can go to the Beauty Manor to investigate, but you have to be careful and remember that you have a wife."
"I know." He looked at her with a smile, "Then my lady, help me again tonight, so that I can be more stable when facing others."
Hearing this, Yan Funing blushed suddenly.
She held up a finger: "Only once."
"Yes, once." As soon as he finished speaking, he picked her up and ran straight to the bathroom.
The bathroom in the palace is quite large.
Bathing is done not only in bathtubs but also in small pools.
There is a charcoal fire under the bathtub, and the water temperature remains stable, which is very comfortable.
Yan Funing sat in the small bath and joked, "Things around the palace are annoying, but this bath is pretty good."
"I don't think it's good enough." Fu Ciyi sat down beside her, "In the future, we must have a large bath in our mansion. It must not only have handrails, but also a reclining chair."
"A recliner? Why do we need a recliner in a bathtub?" Yan Funing smiled.
As she was laughing, she finally reacted when she saw him staring at her with burning eyes.
"You, you don't want to lie on the recliner..."
I couldn't continue the conversation.
He held her wrist and played with her fingers carefully: "What do you want to do on the recliner, madam?"
She glared at him: "What?"
"Think about it, the recliner can't be too low or too high, and the water must be deep enough so that you won't slip into the bottom of the pool and you can still lie down and take a bath comfortably, right?" The man chuckled and tapped her forehead, "Or have you thought of some tricks in your head?"
Yan Funing choked up: "What moves did you just think of?"
The man laughed again: "Let's not think about it for now, let me trouble you to do something first."
How could Yan Funing dare to refuse?
He is going to the Beauty Farm tomorrow, so she naturally has to serve him well.
Fortunately, the water temperature is constant, which is much more comfortable than a bathtub.
My hands are just sore.
She was so tired that she returned to bed and fell asleep immediately.
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The next evening.
Fu Ciyi and Yan Xinghe made an appointment to go to Meirenzhuang that night.
Yan Xinghe agreed.
After the two men left their duty, they first returned to their own carriages, and then drove away from the palace gate in different directions.
A quarter of an hour later, the two met in a remote alley.
Yan Xinghe got into the Fu family carriage.
Fu Ciyi took out a human skin mask and put it on his face in front of him.
Seeing this, Yan Xinghe frowned: "Can you be uglier?"
Fu Ciyi threw him another human skin mask: "How about this one?"
"It's even uglier, and its eyelids are drooping." Yan Xinghe threw the human skin mask back into the box.
Fu Ciyi smiled and said, "Your sister has worn it before."
"Fu Ciyi, you are so wicked." Yan Xinghe cursed, "My sister is as beautiful as a flower, and you actually let her wear such an ugly thing."
"Isn't it because you're afraid that she's too pretty and someone will see her true appearance?"
"That's true." After a slight pause, Yan Xinghe smiled and said, "We should address each other the same name. Tonight you are my follower, so you have to call me master. I will call you Agou."
"You are the one." Fu Ciyi shook his head, "I won't compete with Li Xinheng for the name."
"This, is it the same name? Then I can't call you Agou anymore." Yan Xinghe laughed so hard that his chest swelled. "Then change the name to something more vulgar and more suitable for your appearance."
Fu Ciyi glanced at him and said, "Why don't you call me Silly Second?"
"Silly second child?" Yan Xinghe smiled. "I remember you were the third child in Prince Jin's Mansion."
Fu Ciyi said indifferently: "Aren't you the second? You have been the second for thousands of years. I have taken both the first and second place in the imperial examinations. You are also the second in your own mansion."
Yan Xinghe was furious when he heard this, but he suppressed his anger: "Alright, the weirder the name, the more suspicious it will be. You don't have to call me master. I lose to you."
"Call you Sir." Fu Ciyi made the decision, "Call me Ah Ming, as the truth will be made clear." (End of this chapter)
