It's hard for the queen of intelligence

Chapter 70

"How does it feel to kill someone?"

Lu Fusang, who was covered in bandages, was very dissatisfied with the sound of laughing.

"What do you want to say?" Lu Fusang stared at the top account with double dragon opera beads on his head in a daze.

"I want to say, I'm thinking, whether to send the body of Lord Yu back to the Kingdom of Yu..." Lu Fuyun sat beside Lu Fusang with a teacup and drank slowly.

"Shouldn't there be only bones left?" Lu Fusang closed his eyes.

"Where... the wolf you prepared has already been dealt with by my subordinates." Lu Fuyun put the tea bowl on the side table, "I didn't expect that you are not from the blood of the Lu family."

"Now you know?" Lu Fusang gave Lu Fuyun a blank look, "Are you proud?"

"How could it be?" Lu Fuyun smiled wryly and shook his head, "Me neither."

"Why?" Lu Fusang was puzzled.

"I was poisoned by the same poison as you." Lu Fuyun explained.

"Song Yun is so powerful?" Lu Fusang raised his eyebrows.

"No, Qiushou told me that Bai Mao belonged to the late emperor." Lu Fufeng spread his hands, "I also went to the palace to check the files. Although part of it was burned, I can still find some clues."

"Huh?" Lu Fusang became interested, "Tell me, when I was the lord of the country, I never read the secret history of the court."

"Why? I thought you liked to watch it. After all, you already knew..." Lu Fuyun reached out to dig Lu Fusang out of the quilt.

"Well... because I know it, I don't want to look at it. The reality is far dirtier than what I remember on paper... Isn't it?" Lu Fusang sighed.

"Yeah, it's far worse than the dirt on paper..." Lu Fuyun blinked, "Do you know that Qiushou and your father belong to the same clan?"

"What?" Lu Fusang looked at Lu Fuyun in astonishment, "So my father who pours wine is not from a low family background?"

"Hehe... More than just not low... You know, he was the first man to follow the late emperor." Lu Fuyun got up and took out a file from a cabinet on the side, "You should have known that the late emperor replaced the original king... "

"Wait...this matter will not be recorded in the file..." Lu Fusang interrupted Lu Fuyun instinctively, "Did you hide something from me?"

"Heh, keep it from you? You can instigate even Rushuang, so what can I do to keep you from it?" Lu Fuyun sneered, and closed the file with his backhand.

"Lu Fuyun, do you know that every time you lie, you will turn into anger!" Lu Fusang sneered, looking at the pressure of the superior.Even though, it has been wrapped into white rice dumplings.

"Lu Fusang, do you know that you live in my Jiange now!" Lu Fuyun's complexion turned ugly.Why does Lu Fusang dare to play such a prestige when he is not the lord of the country?

"Jiange? Heh, it seems that Fufeng defeated the Juggernaut at the age of 16 is not a rumor." Lu Fusang ran on.

"That's right! That's right! It's not a rumor!" Lu Fuyun sighed lightly, and sat back on Lu Fusang's couch, "I have already sent Yueru to deliver the token of the Sword Sect Master to Fufeng."

"Will she take it?" Lu Fusang remembered that even Jiangshan and Fufeng thought it was a hot potato.

"Of course not." Lu Fuyun pursed her lips, "But if she doesn't come, I won't go to see her either."

"Why? I thought you were already together, and then you came over to protest against me..." Lu Fusang laughed.

"No... Since you dared to jump off the cliff, naturally I can't go back... I'm afraid I will feel guilty because you jumped off the cliff..." Lu Fuyun glanced at Lu Fusang, and opened the case file in his hand again.

"Yes! After all, we have been fighting for so many years. We are old opponents..." Lu Fusang sighed.

"You have always argued with me about everything since you were young..." Lu Fuyun's tone was a little lighter.

"Otherwise? Compete with Fufeng? It's not that you don't know that my father came from a humble background..." Lu Fusang laughed.

"No, no, no... Didn't I just say that your father's background is not low..."

"Then he—"

"He was originally Prince Jing's husband." Lu Fuyun raised his eyebrows, "Aren't you happy, maybe your bloodline is right again?"

"What are you doing to me? Fufeng didn't tell you that Song Yun is the heir of my drinking daddy?" Lu Fusang sneered.

"Then you didn't want to be with Fufeng back then..." Lu Fuyun couldn't see through Lu Fusang. She always thought that Lu Fusang didn't want to accept Fufeng because she cared about human relationships.If Lu Fusang had already known that his blood was not straight, then this would not work.

"It's just that I don't like her... She has a bad personality, she likes to be petty, and she's not smart enough... I just treat her as my younger sister, for the sake of Mrs. Guo..." Lu Fusang rolled his eyes, "Give it to me." Pour a cup of tea. Thirsty."

"Here—" Lu Fuyun handed over the teacup in his hand.

"I don't like to drink Biluochun." Lu Fusang hid the edge of the bowl that Lu Fuyun handed over.

"I like it! This is the new tea this year! You really don't want to drink it?" Lu Fuyun teased Lu Fusang.

"Don't drink...don't drink." Lu Fusang shrank back into the couch and said seriously, "Fuyun, if you like the old Fufeng, stay away from the current Fufeng."

"Huh?" Lu Fuyun's hand holding the teacup trembled.

"They are not alone." Lu Fusang whispered.

"They are alone again." Lu Fuyun whispered.

"Hehehe..." Lu Fusang and Lu Fuyun looked at each other and smiled.

Lu Fusang couldn't help shaking his head: "My xinxing seems to be worse than yours."

"No...it's just that you are better at winning people's hearts...and I prefer to defeat everyone...you know, when I first realized that Fufeng was possessed by an immortal, I made up my mind. "Lu Fuyun raised the corners of his lips, and handed the tea bowl to Lu Fusang's mouth.

"What?" Lu Fusang took a sip with the mood of attending a funeral, she wanted to know Lu Fuyun's answer.

"I want to tell everyone, including Fufeng herself——Fufeng is Fufeng, and she is the King Sui from the Battle of Yunjiang." Lu Fuyun said.

"Why?" Lu Fusang raised his eyebrows.

"What method are you going to use to keep an immortal?" Lu Fuyun asked back, "Guilt? Ignorance? It's nothing more than making that immortal believe that she is the one she possesses."

"Then?" Lu Fusang looked at Lu Fuyun appreciatively, looking forward to the next one.

"Then she is now taking your place and sitting on that cold throne?" Lu Fuyun chuckled, "Immortals are different from ordinary people like us. Immortals can make countless puppets to replace the hidden guards, but we can't." .”

"Huh? How did you know that Fufeng is a fairy?" Lu Fusang didn't want to admit that she always thought that Fufeng was possessed by a lonely soul.

"Fufeng can stop time." Lu Fuyun took back the tea bowl, "I have experienced it before."

"What else?" Lu Fusang was noncommittal.

"When you confronted Song Yun last time, Fufeng and I were in the hall." Lu Fuyun confessed.

"If she is a fairy, why would she cry?" Lu Fusang found a loophole, she remembered that when she jumped off the cliff, Feng'er cried.

"Because she thought you were dead..." Lu Fuyun glanced at Lu Fusang, "There is a person who looks exactly like you in the palace, who eats with Fufeng every day."

"Don't scare me." Lu Fusang gave Lu Fuyun a sideways look.

"Why lie to you? There is another me in the palace." Lu Fuyun shook his head helplessly.

"Why?" Lu Fusang asked.

"Maybe the immortal is lonely." Lu Fuyun replied.

"Isn't an immortal also lonely?" Lu Fusang narrowed his eyes, "Is that considered an immortal?"

"Immortal thinks of the world! How can you not know loneliness?" Lu Fuyun retorted.

How can I not know loneliness?

As soon as Fuyun said this, both of them were speechless.

Lu Fusang looked at the living room of the Jiange Pavilion Master and sighed.

It is said that immortals will not be lonely, as long as they touch the word human, how can they avoid the fireworks in the world.

"Are you really not your father's bloodline?" Lu Fuyun restarted the conversation.

"No. Song Yuncai." Lu Fusang replied.

"That's weird. Did you know? Your father has corrected the file..." Lu Fuyun turned to a page and handed it to Lu Fusang to read.

"What?" Looking at the file, Lu Fusang couldn't help but marvel - that page was indeed written by her drinking daddy.The changed content is that she, Lu Fusang, is of royal blood.

"I know a secret, I don't know if you know it." Lu Fuyun glanced at Lu Fusang, "I doubt that our sisters, except Fufeng, are not the descendants of the late emperor."

"Why?" Lu Fusang regretted that he didn't have the habit of reading files.

"Because, when the day of our birth is approaching, too many maidservants die in the harem..." Lu Fuyun sighed, "The reason why my father died early is probably because he realized that I am not the heir of the late emperor."

"At least he left Jianzong for you." Lu Fusang interrupted Lu Fuyun.

"If you say that Song Yun is a descendant of the Lu family, I'm curious, which family are you from?" Lu Fuyun took back the file in Lu Fusang's hand.

"I am the heir of the Song family. I am the same ancestor as Dong Zang and Song Gu..." Lu Fusang murmured.

"So you treated the Song family favorably when you were in power?" Lu Fuyun suddenly understood why Lu Fusang allowed the Song family to dominate.

"That's right or not... It's always bad to take revenge on the public face..." Lu Fusang laughed, "A big tree attracts the wind."

"Let's not talk about that...you just said poison?" Lu Fusang changed the subject.She remembered that Lu Fuyun speculated that the source of their abnormal blood was here.

"Hmm..." Lu Fuyun hesitated for a moment and said, "It is the late emperor who poisoned all the princesses except Fufeng..."

"What about the poisonous effect?" Lu Fusang found that his cough seemed to be healed?

"Aging faster than ordinary people... It's just that the inside of the body is aging, and the outside is still normal..." Lu Fuyun glanced at Lu Fusang, and continued, "However, you don't have to worry, I have found the medicine to cure your poison ..."

"Hmm..." Lu Fusang closed his eyes, thinking that the late emperor had poisoned everyone, and couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart.She seemed to feel sorry for the late emperor.Even though the first emperor only did what she should do...they are suffering from the same disease.

"Sister Fuyun, it's been so many years... I seem to be a little tired..." Lu Fusang whispered.

"Me too." Lu Fuyun replied.

"Then let's rest." Lu Fusang suggested.

"Okay." Lu Fuyun raised his hand and drank the tea in his cup.

"Sister, were you afraid of dying when you jumped off the cliff that day?" Lu Fuyun asked the question she had always wanted to ask.

"Are you afraid?" Startled by Lu Fuyun's 'sister', Lu Fusang opened his eyes and began to play with the tip of his hair. She had already chosen the spot when she jumped off the cliff, and it was not fatal.Of course, the reason it was not fatal was not because she was greedy for life and afraid of death, but because she feared that after jumping off the cliff, Lord Yu escaped from death after a narrow escape.Falling to death is a probability event, not an inevitable event.Even though she tried her best to be safe, and in the name of ghosts and gods, ordered Chen Guo's soldiers not to search, but she couldn't control Yu Guo.Therefore, she must try her best to let Lord Yu die before her.

"I forgot." Lu Fusang said.

"Oh. Forget it then." Lu Fuyun smiled.