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Chapter 88 [Ruo Ruo's heartbeat reaches Gao Chao]

After Fan Sizhe's Pai Gow farce, Fan Jian's attention was finally diverted from Fan Zui's affairs, and he was too lazy to care about it.

His affairs should be left to the emperor himself, no matter how much trouble he makes, even if it breaks the sky, His Majesty will take care of it himself.

As friends for many years, it is natural to share headaches together.

The relationship between Fan Jian and Emperor Qing is not only a monarch, but also a friend.

Of course, very few people know about the complex relationship. After all, those few young people were the only ones who went fishing together in Taiping Bieyuan.

It's a pity that everyone is getting old and no longer young.

Fan Jian had already guessed how fierce the impeachment would be in the morning court tomorrow, but no matter how violent the storm was, His Majesty stood in front to block it.

After tidying up, I walked towards the front yard. After all, I promised to push Pai Gow, so I couldn't miss the appointment.

Fan Zui resigned, and did not intend to participate in pushing Pai Gow, he was not interested in it.

The cart is about the same.

Leaving from the study, Fan Zui walked through the dark corridor to his own room, the courtyard was already full of sweet-scented osmanthus trees, the layout was just right, it could be seen that Tweed had put a lot of thought into it.

When he walked to the window, he saw that the light in his room was on. Fan Jian paused for a moment but didn't care.

The things placed in the house can naturally be displayed in front of people, and there is nothing that cannot be seen or checked.

Pushing open the door, he saw that the person staying in his room was Ruo Ruo. A moment of doubt flashed in his heart, he stepped forward and patted her on the shoulder from behind, and asked:
"Ruoruo, what are you doing in my room?"

Hearing his brother's familiar voice, his worry was instantly dispelled without a trace, Ruo Ruo Gao stood up, looked him up and down, and felt relieved when he saw that he was intact and had no signs of beating.

"Brother, I was worried that my father would punish you, but I didn't expect him to let you leave the study just like that."

Thinking of the situation just now, he smiled lightly and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine, go back to sleep early at this late.

You have grown into a big girl now, I dare not let you stay here overnight, otherwise the old man will definitely chase me with a feather duster and kill me. "

While speaking, Fan Zui stretched out his hand to take Ruo Ruo's pulse, the pulse was normal and undisturbed, after years of his training, Ruo Ruo had already become a seventh-rank martial artist, her physique was no longer what it used to be, naturally there is no such thing as weak.

But when it comes to teaching Ruoruo to practice martial arts, Fan Zui was often scolded by the old man in letters.

It probably means that most of the women who practice martial arts have thick hands, big feet, big skin and dark skin, so it will be difficult for them to marry in the future. If you insist on teaching your younger sister to practice martial arts, it is not impossible, but if she cannot marry in the future, you can figure it out.

"Huh... Ruo Ruo, why is your heart beating so fast, like a volcano is surging and ready to erupt at any time?"

He was taking Ruoruo's pulse, but he suddenly found that Ruoruo's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and it suddenly accelerated without warning, which caught his pulse-taking fingers a little off guard and was startled.

Just as she was about to look up and ask her to understand, Ruoruo had already got up and ran away, hurriedly carrying her Jiangnan silk embroidered skirt and ran back to her room.

Leaving Fan Zui, who was at a loss, standing where he was.

Why does it feel like Ruoruo is a little weird recently, but I can't tell exactly what is weird.

"Oh!"

There was the sound of a door closing.

From the voice, it seemed that there was a bit of rudeness in the eager action of closing the door.

After closing the door and leaning against the door, Ruo Ruo was panting heavily, and hadn't recovered to the original state for a long time.

Stretching out his hand to touch his cheek, a hot feeling spread from the face to the palm of the hand, and then spread to the heart, so it seemed to become hotter and redder.

How to do how to do……

Brother, did you see through my mind and find something?

Can he really read minds back?
Probably not, but what if I do, what should I do if I see those bad brother-controlling thoughts in my heart.

He won't be angry?

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Brother should be able to heal, why don't you ask him to try.

But how do you say this kind of thing?

Why did my brother mention sleeping together when I was a child just now? Could this be reminding me not to think about it.

After all, I was still young at that time, and I was weak and afraid of thunder, so I could sleep in his room and cover him with a quilt to borrow his temperature to avoid thunder and lightning.

But now that he grows up, he can no longer think wildly, does he mean that?
No way, could it be that brother really knows how to read minds, hearing my thoughts and hinting at me?

It's over, it's over...

Suddenly, the only sound of the wind outside the house was the sound of footsteps, and they were getting closer.

It was getting closer and closer to her room.

In her ears and in her mind, the voice seemed to be getting closer from weak to strong, hitting her soul directly and stimulating her heartbeat.

"Ruoruo, are you okay?"

This hateful voice instantly made her heart beat to its peak, and she was almost suffocated.

Seeing that there was no response, Fan Zuizui asked again tentatively, with a bit of concern and concern:
"Joruo?"

"Brother, I'm fine, I... I'm asleep."

"Okay, then you should rest earlier."

After all, the sound of footsteps drifting away seems to be going out of the house.

"Brother, where are you going?"

The door of the room behind him opened in response, and the cold wind blew towards Ruo Ruo's face, taking away some of the hotness on Ruo Ruo's face. At this moment, for the first time, he felt that the cold wind at night was so cool and pleasant.

"I'm going out for a walk and I'll be back tomorrow."

The voice came, but there was no one there. The corridor was pitch-black, only the cold wind was blowing and rustling the leaves.

"Brother, everything is fine, that is, that is..."

The volcanic hotness in my heart just now seems to have finally calmed down under the cold wind.

She vaguely guessed why her brother was going out at such a late hour, Ruoruo suddenly felt a little inexplicably sullen.

But I don't know how to describe my brother.

in the palace.

The tallest brothel in the world, built against the mountain, stands in the dark night, like a giant, overlooking the tiny corners of Kyoto under the entire dark night.

Emperor Qing, who was wearing a slightly loose white pajamas, was constantly tempering the red iron block in his hand that was about to be used as an arrow.

The sound of jingling resounded throughout the imperial study room, other than that there was no noise.

Even the whirring wind on the mountain top outside the window seems to be accompanied by the rhythm of the hammer falling, turning into a complete song for fun.

"Your Majesty, good news, good news!"

Suddenly, a voice suddenly broke this extremely rare rhythm, and Emperor Qing's tapping action was also slightly affected, showing a trace of flaws.

The old eunuch Wang Gonggong hurried over from outside the palace with small steps, with a smile on his face.

Eunuch Wang is Eunuch Hou's deadly rival. The two had a grudge before entering the palace, and they still haven't reconciled.

After entering the imperial study room, he did not approach, but knelt down and reported the situation immediately.

"Your Majesty, good news, you won the bet you made with Eunuch Hou earlier today!
Just got the news that General Fan had left Fan Mansion late at night, and was going to Zuixianju full of energy at this moment.

Your Majesty, the bet is on you! "

Hearing this, Emperor Qing stopped beating the red iron in an instant, as he was already planning to give up the iron.

He looked around as if looking for something.

What about my 50-meter sword!
(End of this chapter)