Chapter 35 (1/2)

Golden Stage 苍梧宾白 45290K 2022-07-20

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The Vast Longevity Feast on the twenty-sixth year of Yuantai began with a hundred officials congratulating the Eether, and ended with the Ee

Yan Xiaohan was itching to get back and deal with the case, so he could only send Fu Shen off to the East Victory Gate He had the young eunuch go call for the Yan Estate's folks to wait outside the palace gates, taking advantage of the ti the other o to trial You don't need to wait for o to bed early”

Fu Shen was likely still thinking about what had just happened, the expression on his face not relaxed in the least Upon hearing this, he nodded

”I saw that you didn't eat well at the banquet,” Yan Xiaohan continued ”Eat a little bit when you get back Don't go hungry, and don't forget to take your hts, dragging Yan Xiaohan over by the collar to be right before his eyes – though, rather than say that he kissed him, it'd be better to say that he ran into hiood for you to learn to be an old a”

His positively flirty gaze could make a blindto hi Marquis did not yet appreciate Next tiet out of bed for three days Only then would he realize the preciousness of an old amah and learn to be content with his lot in life

They had ti eunuch came back to report his task coures with his eyes as they disappeared outside the palace gates, the s over He swapped it for a stone-hearted look, and when he turned to go back to the North Prison, he had once again become that merciless Sir Royal Inspector Envoy

The instant Fu Shen returned to the Yan Estate, he shut himself up in his room and commanded that he was not to be disturbed The servants could sense that he was in a badwas barred outside the door That went until evening, when souts to come knock on the door and request for hi with trepidation that if he didn't eat, the Master was sure to be angry when he knew

As soon as that was said, Du Leng felt that things were going to get messy A leaderly one like Fu Shen loathed when others threatened hiet about Yan Xiaohan – it wouldn't be any use even if that old h, Fu Shen's cold voice sounded out froht?”

Thethe food was on her knees in fear, her eyes welling up with tears, unable to go yet unable to not go Du Leng couldn't stand it When he was about to send theet it Bring it in”

Wha?!

As awas all too aware of how Fu Shen was He kept exactly to his hen he was in the army, and once his temper was set off, it was a thunderous fury that paid no heed to friend or foe Below his ae That disposition was tolerable when it came down to business, but he see himself had once been lifted up by his collar and thrown out of the tent because he had forced hiine that this person who backed down after issuing only one state he was familiar with

Fu Shen didn't really have an appetite, but when he heard the ry”, he remembered what Yan Xiaohan had said to him that day: ”This is first time I've been so fond of so with conceding a step or two to hi unpleasant outside and vent his anger out on his wife and family when he came back, could he still be called a man?

Even heroes have had a weakness for a beauty's char more than that

The inside of the palace was frenetic until very late at night The E his sick body over to deal with Yang Xu and the Ereat furor was an inside story not known by those out Yan Xiaohan had heard it loud and clear, even feeling a bit sorry that the Crown Prince wasn't also sorted out by the bye

At this can's end, however, the Prince's special favor would perhaps co smooth headway on their end Clear Void Monastery was raided sideways, those who had daily dealings with Priest Chunyang interrogated one by one, yet the source of the poison and thePriest Chunyang was like an airtight cla in turn, yet he obstinately hadn't spat out a single word

Yan Xiaohan was speculating that if things kept going on like this, the Flying Dragon Guard would beco Guo ca his hands with an indifferent look Attentively cleaning each of his ten pale, sliers, he raised his eyes up to Yan Xiaohan ”He's already only half-alive If he doesn't start talking by to here today… letthe overall sense that there's so for the Yang fae site in the capital for decades, and a burgeoning aets burned in it He's a monk, so it'd be improper for hiGuo could only flay, not dissect He listened to his question blankly and gave him an equivalent doubtful look in return

”…Neverain toot hoatekeeper carrying a lantern co to open the entrance for him Yan Xiaohan entered the courtyard quietly; the ot up to assist hi up, si the situation the Estate had been at noon in a whisper

He recalled that Fu Shen had been alright when he exited the palace, puzzling hi he could to not make a sound as he pushed the door open The moment he took a step inside, an unexpected line of inquiry came from within the darkness-filled room ”You're back?”

Yan Xiaohan relaxed his tensed ht ”Why aren't you asleep?”

He turned to peer at hiht Fu Shen wore a thin inner robe as he leaned against the headboard, the blanket only covering his legs, and he was squinting slightly froht that had coely weak, dispirited feeling

”I can't,” Fu Shen replied ”How are things in the palace?”

Yan Xiaohan didn't answer hi he did was pull the blanket up to wrap hi here in ht Would draping clothes over yourself tire you to death, your elderliness?”

March's spring nights were still quite cold, and the blanket was freezing Yan Xiaohan touched it for aout the bedding so that it covered them both Fu Shen was like a feral cat that had found his lair, not giving a retort to the scolding He tilted his head, pillowing it atop Yan Xiaohan's shoulder