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Chapter 18

The two heard the commotion outside, guessing that it was almost time, they climbed out of the palace wall and mixed in among the busy palace people.

The layout of the imperial palace is not small, from the East Palace to the Changle Palace, it takes at least half an incense stick of effort just by walking.After all, Fuwan was injured last night, and he was short of breath after walking a few steps.She didn't want Bai Chan to see it, so she forced herself to follow behind her, but Bai Chan suddenly stopped in her tracks.

Fuwan lost his balance and almost bumped into her back.

Bai Chan pursed her lips and looked at her, frowning slightly, and after a while, stretched out her hand stiffly.

Fu Wan: "What are you doing?"

Bai Chan said lightly, "Can't you walk anymore?"

"You can walk!" Fu Wan was vigilant, "I'm not going back."

Bai Chan: "..." She said helplessly, "I don't want you to go back, come here, I'll hug you."

"Ah," Fu Wan was a little embarrassed, and dawdled, "Why are you so embarrassed?"

Baichan: "According to your speed, I'm afraid you won't be there until midnight, so don't cry when the time comes."

Fu Wan groaned and said who would cry, but she still stepped forward and put her hand into Bai Chan's.

Bai Chan hugged her horizontally in his arms as usual.This posture is much more comfortable than carrying it on your back, but Fuwan is not very satisfied, because she is a head shorter than Baichan, and Baichan can clearly see her expression when she lowers her head, but she can only lie down obediently .

She raised her hand and put it around Bai Chan's neck.

Bai Chan's breathing became chaotic: "Don't move around."

Fu Wan: "?"

Bai Chan said: "If you move again, I will carry you back."

Aggrieved, Fu Wan withdrew her hand and put it into her arms like a cat.

Seeing that she was obedient, Bai Chan's voice became softer: "It's not that I dislike you, but I'm afraid of hurting you."

Fu Wan hummed, and said, "What kind of kung fu did you practice? Does your master want you to be a monk, and you can't get close to women?"

Bai Chan: "..." She lowered her eyes and glanced at the person in her arms, "It's not a woman, but..."

— but you.

She didn't finish the second half of the sentence, but Fu Wan was dangling his calf in her arms, and didn't pay attention to it.

The two deliberately chose a dark place to walk.

When passing by Yuhu Lake, Fuwan suddenly heard the sound of rustling in the bushes not far away. His first reaction was that wild cats were fighting, but when he heard it again, it didn't sound like it, it was more like a low voice.She tugged at Bai Chan: "Did you hear anything?"

Bai Chan stopped.There was a dead silence all around, and the sound disappeared.She said: "Maybe I heard it wrong, should I go and see it?"

Fu Wan listened intently for a moment, then shook his head to indicate no need.

Changle Palace is the most magnificent palace garden in the Forbidden City, with cornices and angles in a well-arranged pattern. Behind the main hall is a clear lake, with a nine-curved corridor leading to the water pavilion in the center of the lake for entertaining guests.At this moment, the huge Yaofa puppet is placed in the very center of the Jiuqu Bridge.

As soon as the two of them stepped into the palace gate, there was a rush of warmth.

Silver charcoal was burning everywhere in Changle Palace, and aromatherapy was placed beside the charcoal basin, and the little palace lady held a fan and shook it lightly. The intoxicating aroma slowly bloomed together with the heating, like a hundred flowers blooming in spring.

Every time the empress entertained guests, it was a big show, Fu Wan was used to it, so she didn't find it strange, but Bai Chan was a little dazed.

She frowned in confusion: "It's obviously deep winter, where does the fragrance of flowers come from?"

Fu Wan: "It's all fresh flower juice from last spring, as well as dried flowers, mixed together by maids who know spices. It's cumbersome to make, and many precious spices are used, and one is worth a thousand gold."

"It's so extravagant." Bai Chan said calmly, "On the way I came to Beijing, I saw many refugees begging along the official roads. This year, there was a severe drought in southern Xinjiang. It is said that even the bark was peeled off. He ate until his belly became round like a pregnant woman, and finally he collapsed and died."

Fu Wan turned to look at her, feeling that the other party's tone of voice was a bit strange.When Bai Chan commented on those people, it was as if he had argued with her about government affairs before, with a flat tone and no emotion at all.

Fu Wan said: "The food and clothing in the palace has its own rituals, it is impossible to really use it to relieve refugees." Noticing Bai Chan's gaze, she said, "Don't blame me for being cruel, but I can do too much now. limited."

Bai Chan was confused: "Why should I blame you?"

"What you said just now, isn't it because you think the palace is too extravagant?"

"I didn't mean that," Bai Chan frowned. "The famine in southern Xinjiang is a natural disaster, not tyranny. What does it have to do with the palace?"

Fu Wan paused, and said, "Don't you feel sorry for those victims?"

"...Poor?" Bai Chan pondered for a moment, as if chewing the word carefully, and finally said, "I don't quite understand what you mean. Life and death are fate. With sympathy, can they live?"

"That's not what it means, it's just..." Fu Wan felt as if he had been kidnapped and let in by her.She used to think that Bai Chan was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, but now it seems that this is not the case.

This person has always seemed to have...difficulty empathizing with others?

Fu Wan: "Since that's the case, last time you were in the suburbs of Beijing, why did you cover that corpse with a white cloth?"

Bai Chan seemed to think her question was strange, but she patiently explained: "Etiquette."

Fu Wan: "..."

She originally wanted to ask a few more questions, but at this moment, following the lyric from the ritual officer, all the lively silk and bamboo in the water pavilion suddenly stopped.The palace suddenly became quiet, only the busy palace people shuttled around silently.She stopped talking and followed to look towards the center of the lake.

The nobles and courtiers who were chatting put down their wine glasses one after another, and turned their heads to look at the empress on the throne.Fuwan was far away from the water pavilion, Yaoyao could only take a rough look, and could tell that the Empress was wearing a bright yellow dress and a black gold-woven robe today, as graceful as ever.

The empress raised her hand, and the ceremony officer understood, and stepped forward to recite the congratulations aloud.After the ceremony, everyone stood up and toasted in unison to congratulate Guozuo Yanlian and His Majesty's longevity.

Generally speaking, the end of the banquet ceremony will lead to the second half of the show.But Fuwan waited and waited, but he didn't hear the sound of silk and bamboo. Something happened in the water pavilion, and it was eerily quiet.

She took Bai Chan and walked secretly for a while.

I only heard the courteous official say respectfully: "...Please also ask Your Majesty to light the fire personally, and bless the people of Li."

The empress leaned on the throne, and smiled softly: "Oh, why haven't I heard of such a good sideshow before? If I had known earlier, I could fast, bathe, and pray for blessings devoutly. It's a pity, I've already drank wine today, I'm afraid The gods will blame it."

The ceremonial officer seemed to want to argue.The Empress suddenly glanced away, and pointed at someone casually: "You go."

The court lady who was standing with her hands down was called out, and she raised her head in surprise, revealing a somewhat dull face.Fu Wan took a closer look, if it wasn't Chu Heng, who else?

The ceremony officer was shocked: "Your Majesty, this..."

The female emperor said: "Heng is my great servant, so he can naturally take on this responsibility."

The ceremony official said: "Your Majesty, this is really not in accordance with the etiquette."

The empress looked worried.Chu Heng opened his mouth, subconsciously wanting to smooth things over.

When the storm was about to come, I suddenly heard a clear female voice from the hall: "Your Majesty!"

Everyone turned their heads, and the person who spoke was Lin Ruhui, the eldest daughter of Prime Minister Lin Lang.She wore a low-key red and white embroidered gown with Wanfu patterns, bowed her skirt, and said: "Your Majesty, I have long heard that the 'medicine-haired puppet' in the palace is very magical, and I want to see it for myself, but I don't know what happened today." Can I win this honor?"

The empress looked between the two, and said with a half-smile: "Oh, do you want to try?"

"That's right," she said generously, "I beg Your Majesty to grant my daughter's wish!"

The Empress pursed her lips: "The daughter of Prime Minister Lin is known for her talents. I saw her today, and she is really good. Go."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Hearing this, the corners of the courtesy officer's lips twitched, but he didn't stop her—compared to that unknown court lady, the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister's Mansion always sounds much more orthodox.

Lin Ruhui didn't even look at Chu Heng, but passed her by.A look of confusion or loss flashed across Chu Heng's face, and his lowered eyes retreated into the distance.

Fu Wan saw everything and was a little surprised.Lin Ruhui has always kept a low profile, but now he should not be in the limelight at this palace banquet.

Lighting fireworks on New Year's Eve is barely an honorable job, but that's all. If there are any substantial benefits, there is nothing to be gained.Lin Ruhui doesn't seem like he would do such a thankless thing, if she is asked to come forward, unless——

Fu Wan's eyes turned, and they fell on Chu Hengze who was in the hall.Could it be... to protect her?

At the same time, Lin Ruhui had reached the last crossing of the Jiuqu Bridge.One end of the lead wire is laid on the altar, about two feet away from the pyrotechnic box.She lightly rolled up her cuffs, cleaned her hands in the white porcelain basin, and took the fire bag presented by the maid.

Before lighting the fire, her fox eyes slanted slightly and fixed on Fu Wan under the shadow of the eaves.

Fu Wan was taken aback for a moment, then realized something, raised her hand and grabbed Bai Chan to retreat.

"Not good." Her heart skipped a beat, and she whispered, "Be careful."

At the same time, the fire folder in Lin Ruhui's hand was already attached to the fuse.The small flame ignited mischievously, and burned all the way to the exquisite medicine hair puppet.Everyone held their breath and looked towards the center of the Jiuqu Bridge. Lin Ruhui withdrew his hand and saluted, then bowed and stepped back.Unexpectedly, in the middle of the wrong body, she accidentally knocked on the corner of the tribute table, her center of gravity seemed to be unstable, and she tilted and fell into the cold lake water. .

In the next second, the fuse burned to the end.

There was a moment of silence in the arena, and then there was a huge roar.Under the terrified gazes of the crowd, a series of explosions occurred on the gorgeous drug-haired puppet, which directly blew up the bridge deck and billowed smoke and dust.

Explosions happened one after another, and the guards shouted "guard", but their voices were pitifully small under the power of the gunpowder.

Fuwan inhaled a puff of sulfur-smelling air, coughing again and again from the smoke.As soon as the explosion happened, Bai Chan pushed her down and covered her head with her sleeves.

Even so, her face was covered with a thick layer of dust, so smoky that she could hardly see her true face.

Fu Wan tried her best to open her eyes to look at the lake, but there was no one to be seen in the water, the court lady and Lin Ruhui were gone, only the blood floating up slowly remained.She heard a heart-piercing scream beside her again, and when she turned her head, she saw a female officer shrinking back desperately, staring in horror at a hand not far away that had been blown off at the shoulder, flesh and delicate The palace costumes are blended together, and there is a kind of strange beauty.

Nausea also appeared in her stomach, and she didn't want to look any more, but she couldn't move her eyes away from the blurred lump of flesh and blood.

At this moment, a cool hand blocked her view.Bai Chan leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid."

With slightly cool fingers, they lightly covered her eyelids, Fu Wan hummed indiscriminately, and his beating heart finally slowed down a bit.There were overwhelming explosions in her ears, but her attention was all focused on the palm in front of her.There was another explosion, she retracted her ears, and rubbed against Bai Chan's arms like Mao Dong's beast.

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