MTL - Full-level Medical Repair Returns To True and False Thousand Gold Texts-Chapter 228 surrender (two more)

   Chapter 228 Surrender (two more)

   Could it be that he fell off the horse because of 嫆嫆?

no, I can not.

  Fang Mingfeng immediately denied it, raised his hand and rubbed his forehead.

   He is really crazy, how can he believe Gu Yanfei's nonsense!

and……

  Fang Mingfeng's mouth showed a hint of bitterness, but his eyes were extremely hot, thinking back to the way Gu Yuncong stood in front of him with all his might.

  For her, even if it is unfortunate, I am happy!

  Fang Mingfeng lay on the ground, looking up at the disc-like silver moon in the night sky above.

   Gu Yanfei's words resounded in his ears like a ghost's ravings: "The closer you get to her, the more unlucky you will be..."

Do not!

  Fang Mingfeng tried hard to get rid of the sentence in his mind, and repeatedly told himself that it was nothing.

   These days, he has figured it out.

   Even if the person he likes is not him, he can silently guard her for life!

  The surrounding is quiet, the night is quiet and deep, and there is no one on the road.

   Only Fang Mingfeng lay there alone.

  The cold wind was biting, but his heart was hot and his heart was beating vigorously.

   There was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in my ears, approaching this side.

  嫆嫆!

  Gu Yunchang's beautiful face appeared in Fang Mingfeng's mind, his eyes lit up, and his heart was ecstatic.

  He looked up with difficulty and looked in the direction of the footsteps, but saw a pair of old and dirty straw sandals entering his eyes, followed by another pair of cloth shoes with large and small patches.

   Fang Mingfeng's heart sank.

   The owners of the two pairs of shoes all squatted down, and one of them said harshly: "This man fell off the horse, it seems that the injury is not serious."

   "Quick, take all the valuables from him." The other person urged impatiently.

   "Presumptuous!" Fang Mingfeng reprimanded through gritted teeth. The two beggars and refugees dared to be rude to him!

Seeing that he couldn't move at all, the two beggars didn't care about being presumptuous or not. They did what they said. Together, they scoured Fang Mingfeng's body inside and out. Now, take away all the valuables, including the hosta on Fang Mingfeng's bun.

  Fang Ming's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and the veins on his forehead jumped. He wanted to kill these two pariahs with one knife.

   He has lived a smooth life in this life. Apart from being frustrated by Gu Yunxiang, he has never been as powerless as this moment...even when he was stabbed by King Kang that day.

   "The closer you get to her, the more unlucky you will be..."

   "First you get hurt, you lose your money, then your family is ruined, until you have nothing."

   "At that time, you will be trapped in a quagmire and will not end well!"

   Gu Yanfei's words echoed in his ears over and over again. This time, he couldn't shake it off, he couldn't forget it.

  In the distance, there was another wild cat's cacophony, as if mocking someone.

  The night was getting darker and colder.

   Ice ridges hang down from the eaves, and the dew on the ground condenses into frost little by little.

  The sky is getting brighter and the sun is rising.

  The Prince of England was found unconscious in a small alley by the patrolling five-city soldiers and horses. His hair and clothes were soaked in dew, apparently frozen overnight.

   When the British official, Huai Rui, was notified by the military division of the five cities to lead him, his face was extremely dark and ugly.

   He didn't even ask what happened to the prince, he just ordered his servants to throw him back into the mansion and take care of him.

   Then, Fang Huairui hurried into the palace again.

  Emperor has never been to court early since the ninth day of the lunar new year, but whenever the courtiers asked, the **** Zhao Rang said worriedly that the emperor suffered a cold during the personal trial at Chengtianmen on the ninth day of the lunar new year, and the dragon was unwell.

  The emperor didn't go to court, and all the documents handed by the courtiers were suppressed. No matter how noisy or noisy the noble families were, if they couldn't see the emperor, it was like punching their fists into cotton, and there was nowhere to use their strength.

  There was a long queue outside Qianqingmen, and many officials were waiting there in the cold wind.

   They all knew Fang Huairui and nodded to each other, thinking that Fang Huairui was also here to see the emperor.

   But Fang Huairui did not go to the Qianqing Palace, but went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation from Yuehuamen, and politely asked Eunuch He to help spread the word: "Eunuch He, I want to see His Royal Highness the First Prince."

   Eunuch He went in to report, and after a while, he came out and led Fang Huairui in, passed through the door curtains, and led them all the way to Dongnuan Pavilion.

In the past, there was always a strong smell of medicine in the Dongnuan Pavilion. Since the emperor gave this place to Chu Yi, it has become another kind of clear and fragrant incense, and there is no parrot cry, and the surrounding is abnormal. peaceful.

   At this moment, Chu Yi, who was dressed in white, was sitting in front of the Torreya chessboard by the window, playing chess with himself. The black and white chess pieces had already occupied half of the chessboard.

The sound of   's moves was crisp and neat, and every move he made was very slow, appearing calm and relaxed.

   The young man raised his hands and gestures elegantly and casually, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

   "Your Highness." Fang Huairui stopped three steps away and saluted with fists respectfully.

After the incident at the Yu family, Fang Huairui had been to Qianqing Palace and Yangxin Palace several times in the past few days, but he had neither seen the emperor nor Chu Yi. Today, Chu Yi is willing to see him and let him There was so much hope in my heart.

  Fang Huairui glanced at Chu Yi quickly, feeling that the eldest prince seemed to be in a very good mood, so he bit his head and said, "I wonder if I can let Wei Chen bring the cheap man back?"

  While speaking, Fang Huairui scolded Mrs. Yu a hundred times in his heart.

  However, Mrs. Yu is a well-deserved British lady-in-law, and Fang Huairui no longer likes what this wife does, and she must also be concerned about the face of the British public.

  The Yu family has been locked up, which inevitably leads to a lot of speculation from outsiders, and his own face is not good-looking.

"sit."

  Chu Yi picked up a white stone from the chess box, and the white stone shone brightly in the sunlight.

   A little waiter brought an armchair over, Fang Huairui sat beside him, and another waiter served him tea.

   Biluochun's tea fragrance permeates faintly.

   Fang Huairui took a sip of tea, feeling a little more confident, and then said, "Emperor Taizu once said that it is not a sin to marry a daughter."

   As he said, he carefully observed Chu Yi's expression.

   "Emperor Taizu did say this, but..." Chu Yi didn't look at Fang Huairui, his slender fingers moved in Heizi's chess box, making a slight crash.

   Finally, he picked up a sunspot, and his voice was as gentle as usual: "Except for rebellion."

   The sound of falling son suddenly became a bit sharper, releasing a murderous aura.

  Fang Huairui's heart shrank suddenly, his hands shook violently, and his face barely tensed.

  The Yu family was so daring, they poured blood on the eldest princess, murdered the princess, and kidnapped hundreds of children, intending to blame the emperor, all of which are sensational.

   This is no different from conspiracy!

   Not to mention, the eldest prince is still holding the handle "Empress of the Former Dynasty" in his hand.

   Fang Huairui's heart was heavy, as if there was a mountain pressing down on his heart.

  Fang Huairui is a warrior, but it doesn't mean he is stupid. As a coach, it is not Kong Wu's strength that depends on the military, but the brain.

Fang Huairui made up his mind, just pretended not to understand, and said lightly: "Your Highness, the Yu family is not benevolent and unjust, unfaithful and unfilial, and ambitious, committing monstrous crimes for his own selfish interests, but this intention to rebel is a determination. dare not have.”

   "If the queen from the previous dynasty had a posthumous child who was still alive, she would be fifty years old now. For the past fifty years, the Yu family has been fairly secure, and maybe that child is already dead."

   "This child is the most likely to die."

   A smirk appeared on his rough face.

  Chu Yi picked up the enamel tea cup of the Three Gentlemen of the Three Gentlemen of Plum, Orchid, Bamboo, and drank the tea slowly, noncommittal.

  Fang Huairui looked at Chu Yiqingjun's profile, and raised his heart little by little, cold sweat oozing out from his forehead.

   After drinking two sips of tea, Chu Yi put down the tea cup, then turned to look at Fang Huairui, raised his lips and smiled.

   "Is that what the British prince really thinks?"

  His smile was still as gentle and elegant, and under the sunlight from the window, it made people feel bright.

   In Fang Huairui's eyes, it made him feel chills.

   Fang Huairui wanted to cry without tears, what the first prince said...

   He cursed the Yu family for the 101st time in his heart: "Marrying a wife is not good for three generations, and the ancients did not deceive me!"

   At this moment, he was walking on a tightrope with an abyss below him. If he made one wrong move, even the British government would fall into the abyss and be destroyed.

  Chu Yi did not wait for Fang Huairui to answer, and said calmly: "The posthumous son left by the Hongwu Emperor from the previous dynasty is indeed dead."

   "Died more than twenty years ago."

  Fang Huairui's eyes lit up instantly, as if receiving amnesty, he breathed a sigh of relief instantly.

Great!

   He resisted not laughing, and took a sip of tea from the tea cup with a strange expression, suppressing himself.

  Chu Yi pulled his gaze away from Fang Huairui's body and turned to look at a few clumps of green bamboo in the courtyard outside the window, and then said, "However, the former prince still left a son."

   "Over the years, the Yu family has secretly recruited the remnants of the former dynasty in his name, recruited soldiers and horses in Yuzhou, forged weapons, and secretly linked with South Vietnam, smuggling firearms and iron ore to South Vietnam."

   "Mr. Britain, where did the Yu family get this iron ore?"

   "..." Fang Huairui's eyes twitched, speechless.

  Yu used the name of the British government to privately occupy the iron ore, which the eldest prince has known for a long time.

   also asked! Also ask!

  Chu Yi was still talking slowly and methodically: "This time, Yu used the heart and blood of two hundred children to seek a hundred years of luck."

   "British lord, tell me, what is this '100-year luck' for?"

  Chu Yi was still looking at the few clumps of green bamboo outside the window, the knuckles of his right hand tapped lightly on the edge of the chessboard rhythmically.

  Fang Huairui's heart fluctuated several times between Chu Yi's few words, feeling that he was going to have a heart attack.

   He hurriedly swallowed the tea, but accidentally choked on the tea, and coughed sharply with his head down: "Cough, cough, cough..."

   After a while, Fang Huairui calmed down a bit, and when he raised his head again, he happened to meet Chu Yi's eyes as deep as the sea.

   "Can you see the evidence?" Chu Yi asked with a smile. He picked up a black piece from the chess box and played with it flexibly, turning from the index finger to the straight to the tail, and then from the tail to the index finger.

  His slender fingers were nimble and dexterous, as if this little sunspot was a part of him and could not escape his palm.

  In Dongnuan Pavilion, it was as warm as spring, but Fang Huairui felt a chill to the bones.

   "..." Fang Huairui's throat was hot, and he felt a bitter taste in his mouth, and a large amount of cold sweat oozes out from the back of his neck.

   He felt as if he was the chess piece that Chu Yi held in the palm of his hand.

   Things have come to this stage, and if he continues to struggle to the death, it will only make the First Prince unhappy.

  Fang Huairui stood up abruptly from the armchair, took out the tiger talisman from his sleeve, knelt down with his robe up, and raised the tiger talisman with both hands, and lowered his head.

   (end of this chapter)