Substitute thought

14

Crying and laughing, great joy and great sorrow.

Fuyou fell ill again.

When he finally saw someone he trusted, he fell down in peace: "Brother."

Yan Zhi sensed that something was wrong with him, and reached out to touch his forehead, only to find that his forehead was very hot.

He turned around and called out to his followers: "Go and call the military doctor we brought here."

As he said that, he was about to hug Fuyou up. The next moment, Qin Gou somehow teleported over from the steps, appeared in front of him, and took Fuyou over forcefully.

Yan Zhi took a deep breath and said seriously, "Your Majesty, Fuyou is ill."

Qin Gou picked up Fuyou, looked down at him, and said coldly to Yan, "I can see it."

After saying this, he hugged Fuyou and turned around to walk back.

Fuyou was obviously a little restless, and wanted to get down from his arms, to find someone else.

Qin Gou hugged him even tighter, until he heard two words in Fuyou's muttering——

"Brother..."

Qin Gou paused, turned his head, and glanced at Yan Zhi.

The little squirrel is calling him?

Qin Gou withdrew his gaze, suppressed his anger, held Fuyou steady, and walked up the steps.

He called out: "Cui Zhi."

Hearing his voice, Fuyou shivered unconsciously.

Thinking that he was cold, Qin Gou hugged him even tighter.

Cui Zhi, who was originally hiding in the side hall, and a group of young eunuchs hurried over: "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

"Go to the imperial physician."

"Yes."

Qin Gou carried Fuyou back to the inner room, placed him on the soft quilt, and helped him untie the red silk that bound his hands.Qin Gou's strikes were not serious, the red silk had been tied for a long time, and there were a few marks on Fuyou's wrist.

Qin Gou pressed the mark on his wrist, his face changed, and he wanted to help him take off the dress he didn't wear.

Fuyou opened his eyes in a daze, saw him, and was about to back away after struggling: "Don't...don't Qin Gou..."

Qin Gou held him down with one hand, and pulled off his belt with the other: "Only Qin Gou, do you think you can pick someone?"

Fuyou cried and struggled: "Don't want Qin Gou, don't want Qin Gou..."

Qin Gou's face was sullen, originally he wanted to say something harsh to him, but when he saw his appearance, he decided to forget it, and said coldly, "Don't move."

He tidied up Fuyou and stuffed him under the quilt.

Fuyou huddled under the quilt, only half of his face was exposed, his face was flushed, he was crying or burning, and he was sobbing, he looked very pitiful.

Qin Gou said to him, "Don't cry." Fuyou was afraid of him, so he twitched a bit, and then held back, not daring to cry any more.

Before the imperial physician came, Qin Gou touched his forehead and fed him a medicine.

Fuyou still remembered the white pill that Qin Gou gave him in the morning, and he tightly pursed his lips and refused to take it.Qin Gou pinched his chin and fed him.

"If the fever is gone, don't make trouble."

Not long after, Cui Zhi brought the imperial physician over.

Qin Gou stepped aside and asked the imperial physician to feel Fuyou's pulse.

Cui Zhi replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the queen is still guarding outside with people, and the servants, please don't leave."

"Find a few people to carry him back, and move quickly."

"Eh."

Qin Gou paused: "Don't call him 'Queen' from now on."

"Then what should I call?"

"casual."

"Yes."

Cui Zhi went out to deliver the order, while Qin Gou sat by the bed and looked at Fuyou.

He knew Fuyou would be angry, but he didn't expect Fuyou's reaction to be so big.

He thought that getting married would coax Fuyou into peace.

But Fuyou is always losing his temper, and even angrily says that he doesn't like him anymore.

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

Qin Gou stared at Fuyou unconsciously, which put a lot of pressure on the imperial physician.

The imperial physician wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief, but he didn't dare to say anything when he saw the red mark on Fuyou's wrist, he just said: "Your Majesty, the son has entered the body due to wind evil, probably it's been cold these few days..."

Qin Gou sneered, looked at Fuyou, "I'll keep you from blowing outside so you won't come back."

The imperial physician waited for a while before continuing: "After the old man prescribes two doses of medicine for the young master and rests for a few days, he should be fully recovered."

Qin Gou raised his chin: "Go."

"Yes."

After a long time, Cui Zhi came back and reported: "Your Majesty, Young Master Yan refuses to leave, this..."

At this moment, Qin Gou put his arms around Fuyou with one arm, and held the medicine bowl in the other. He wanted to feed him medicine, but Yan Zhi didn't care about it.

"Let him stay where he likes, and find a few people to watch him."

"Yes."

Qin Gou hugged Fuyou: "Little squirrel, drink the medicine."

After all, the decoction was no better than pills. Fuyou pursed his lips and refused to drink, and struggled to move around. Qin Gou had nothing to do with him.

Qin Gou was angry with him, he said a word, took a sip, and Fu You took two sips, then he was about to cry again with a sad face.

Fuyou's face faded to pale, and he said softly, "I don't want you... I don't want Qin Gou..."

Qin Gou put the soup bowl heavily on the table and asked, "If you don't want me, then who do you want?"

"Brother, I want brother..."

"I am your brother."

Qin Gou picked up the medicine bowl again and wanted to pour it on him, but Fuyou refused and even spilled some on the front of his shirt.

After a long stalemate, Qin Gou finally took a step back, turned his head and said, "Cui Zhi, call Yan Zhi in."

Yan Zhi was quickly brought in, Qin Gou said indifferently, "He's so stupid, he's clamoring for you."

Yan Zhi took off his dusty and cold outer clothes, handed them to the attendants, then walked to the side of the couch, and sat down in front of Fu You.

Qin Gou hugged Fuyou and shook him: "Hey, someone is here."

Yan Zhi was speechless, covered his hands with heat, then stretched out his hand, touched Fuyou's cheek, and called softly, "Fuyou?"

Only then did Fuyou open his eyes, and when he saw it was him, he was about to run out of Qin Gou's arms: "Brother..."

Qin Gou held him down, and Yan Zhi picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful of soup medicine, blew on it first, and then handed it to his lips.

"Okay, okay, it's okay, drink the medicine first."

Fuyou cried: "Brother, I'm so stupid..."

Yan Zhi put the soup back and wiped his face first: "Not stupid, not stupid, drink the medicine first, and then speak slowly after drinking the medicine."

Fu You was coaxed by him, calmed down, lowered his head, and wiped away his tears indiscriminately: "I'm sorry, brother, I was wrong."

"It's okay, brother don't blame you, drink the medicine first."

Qin Gou wanted to take the medicine bowl, but Fuyou refused, and only let Yan Zhi feed it.

Qin Gou's face was ashen, and he couldn't move his arms, so he could only hold his own hand and endure it with all his might.

Fuyou was so sick that he even recognized who was feeding him medicine.

If Yan Zhi is feeding, he will drink; if others, he will not drink.

Qin Gou also tried to coax him like Yan Zhi did, but Fuyou would recognize him every time.Fuyou seemed to be angry with him on purpose, as long as it was him, he would turn his head away and avoid him.

Qin Gou was so angry that he put down the bowl and left. When he reached the door, he turned around and came back.

It is impossible for him to let Fu You and Yan Zhi get along alone.

Yan Zhi carefully feeds Fuyou the medicine, and Fuyou drinks it quietly and in small sips.

The scene is harmonious.

Only Qin Gou was sitting by the bed, with his hands on his knees, his expression extremely unkind.

As soon as Fuyou finished taking the medicine, he carried him back.

This is his.

That evening, Fuyou fell asleep after taking the medicine, and Qin Gou put him back on the bed.

He squinted at Yan Zhi who was standing aside, and signaled that he could leave.

Yan Zhi's face remained unchanged, he glanced at Fuyou, bowed and retreated.

Qin Gou touched Fuyou's cheek, leaned against the bed and watched him for a while, and didn't stand up until Fuyou was fast asleep.

He went out, and Cui Zhi followed behind him, and when he crossed the threshold, he gently closed the inner door.

Since Fuyou got sick, he has been sleeping in the main hall of the Yangju Hall. He slept on Qin Gou's bed, and the outside room is where Qin Gou wrote memorials every day.

The festive attire in the palace hadn't been removed yet, and Qin Gou didn't give orders, so the people below didn't dare to move it.

Qin Gou sat down in front of the case full of memorials.Following the usual practice, Cui Zhi put the pen and ink by Qin Gou's hand, lit the incense for calming the nerves, and picked up the already cold teacup, going out to exchange tea.

He turned around, and before he took two steps, he heard a voice behind him: "Cui Zhi."

"His Majesty."

Cui Zhi turned his head back, but saw that the emperor didn't look up, he was holding a bamboo slip in one hand and a brush in the other, as if nothing happened.

He hesitated for a while, and was about to retreat again, when suddenly he heard the emperor say again: "He is so sick."

With the same movements and expressions as before, Qin Gou acted as if nothing had happened.

Cui Zhi thought he heard it wrong.

He swallowed his saliva: "Young Master Fu is sick this time, it's a bit serious."

"Ah."

Qin Gou didn't speak, and didn't let him go down, probably to let him continue talking.

Cui Zhi thought about it for a while, and then said: "Perhaps this time the Empress Dowager... has dealt too much blow to Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu's body is not very good in the first place, if you want to take good care of it, you should follow him. "

Qin Gou let out another sound from his throat: "Yes."

"Young Master Fu has been guilty of the Tai Sui these days. He is hurt here or there. The old injury has not healed yet, and a new injury has come. In fact, there are some injuries that Young Master Fu didn't have to suffer in the first place."

Qin Gou suddenly became angry, sneered, and said in a deep voice: "Old man, you dare to criticize me in front of me, get out."

Fuyou didn't have to suffer the injury originally.

Isn't it the matter of him dragging Fuyou up from the bed in the middle of the night?Isn't it just about him driving Fuyou to take a broken carriage?

Fuyou is...

Cui Zhi went out with the teacup in his hands. Qin Gou raised his hand and was about to slap it on the table, but at last he glanced inside, turned his fist into a palm, and thumped on the table with a muffled sound.

He picked up the pen again and began to review the memorial.

Fuyou was sleeping in the room without any movement.

After approving the memorial, Qin Gou went into the inner room to have a look.

Fuyou saw that he was still awake, so Qin Gou changed his clothes beside the bed, then lifted the quilt to lie down, and hugged him.

When being touched by him, Fuyou trembled obviously, he couldn't bear it anymore, he stopped pretending to be asleep, turned over, and turned his back to him.

Qin Gou hugged him and talked to him, "You're warm, are you still burning?"

Fuyou opened his mouth, unable to speak, he could only shake his head.

Qin Gou closed his eyes and pressed his face against his hair that had fallen on the pillow: "Little Huangque, I really have no other options. I have trained a thousand dead soldiers and have not even bothered raising one of you. What do you want?"

Fu You said softly: "I want you to let Yan Zhi go... let me out of the palace..."

Qin Gou was suddenly annoyed, opened his eyes, and said sharply, "Don't say that, I've already sent you so many things, and I'm talking to you kindly, what else do you want?"

Seeing that Fuyou closed his eyes silently, he lowered his voice: "If someone gives me so much gold and silver, I can laugh and let him cut me down. Don't be dissatisfied."

Fuyou still didn't speak, and remained silent for a long time. Finally, Qin Gou took a deep breath, "Okay, I'll give in. I only have two demands. First, don't say you want to leave again; If you want to use him as a play, you are lowering yourself."

After Qin Gou said this, he turned over and sat up, opened the curtain and got out of bed.

He walked halfway, turned around and came back, deliberately said: "Little Huangque, I went to sleep outside."

Fuyou didn't respond, instead he pulled the quilt up.

Qin Gou gritted his teeth again and said, "I'll go find Yan Zhi..."

Before he finished speaking, Fuyou sat up, looked at him, and called out without hesitation: "Qin Gou."

Qin Gou hit the bed like a boulder, and lay back down again with a "bang".

Fuyou was sick for several days, but he didn't recover very well, and was still groggy all day long.

This morning, Qin Gou got up early to go to court.

Before leaving, he told Cui Zhi: "Let him sleep for a while, wait for Yan Zhi to come and feed him medicine, and let Yan Zhi leave immediately after feeding."

"Yes."

Qin Gou turned his head, opened the curtain, and looked at Fuyou for a while, his expression moved slightly, he couldn't figure it out.

He withdrew his hand, put down the curtain, turned and left.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, Fuyou woke up on his back foot.

Fu You sat up with his arms propped up, and said to Cui Zhi: "Elder-in-law, I want to go for a walk, and I'm in the Yangju Hall, is that okay?"

Cui Zhi was a little embarrassed: "Young Master is still sick, so it's better not to go out to have a blast. If you want to go out, you should wait for His Majesty to come back and ask His Majesty to take you out."

Seeing him like this, Fuyou didn't insist, and lay back, blinking his eyes in a daze.

On the contrary, Cui Zhi couldn't bear it, and finally helped him get the cloak: "I can only go out for a short while, and the old slave has to accompany me all the way."

Fuyou sat up, lifted the curtain, and smiled at him: "Thank you, Eunuch."

Cui Zhi sighed, helped him put on the cloak, and stuffed him with a hand stove.

Fortunately, it wasn't snowing outside and the wind wasn't strong.

Cui Zhi pushed open the door, accompanied Fu You, walked all the way through the corridor, from the front hall to the back hall.

In the apse there is a plum tree that Fuyou likes very much, and he fell asleep under this tree before.

There was a big tree hole in the tree trunk, Fuyou picked up a stone, threw it into the tree hole, put his palms together, closed his eyes and made a wish.

Plum blossoms floated on him.

Cui Zhi didn't dare to disturb him, but an increasingly strange feeling came to his heart, as if if he stopped disturbing, the next moment, Fuyou would become immortal, become as white as snow, and finally melt into the snow.

Until Yan Zhi's shout came from behind them.

"Fuyou?"

Fuyou opened his eyes and turned around: "Brother."

Yan Zhi waved at him: "It's time to drink the medicine, don't blow the wind outside."

"it is good."

Fuyou gathered up his clothes and walked back, walking back through the vast white snow field decorated only with plum blossoms.

It's like walking back to the world from the edge of a cliff.

Cui Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Back in the main hall, Fuyou sat on the couch leaning on the soft pillow and hugging the stove, holding a medicine bowl in his hand.

Yan Zhi sat in front of him, watching him drink.

Fu You sips sips on purpose, so as to delay some time and say a few more words to his brother.

Yan Zhi asked him: "Three years ago, why didn't you write to me? You were not old enough to be a poetry collector at that time, nor are you now."

Poetry collectors have age requirements, and most of them are old literati.

And three years ago, Fuyou was only 15 years old, and he had an uncle and a cousin in his family, logically speaking, it was not his turn.

So Yan Zhi asked.

Fu You said: "At that time the Empress Dowager was in power, the Yan family was squeezed out by General Liu, and my elder brother also went to the border. I thought, it's not a big deal, so I don't want to bother my elder brother."

Yan Zhi said solemnly: "This is not a big deal? Even if it is a big deal, can't brother settle it?"

He wanted to say something more, but when he saw Fuyou's face, he paused, and stopped speaking harshly to him.

Fuyou's voice became softer: "I know I was wrong."

Yan Zhi lowered his voice and asked him again: "What's the matter with His Majesty?"

"When I entered the palace to present poems, I met Qin Gou. Qin Gou said he liked me and asked me to stay with him. Later, I also liked him very much, so I stayed."

"That's not what you told me before. You said that His Majesty left you in the palace as a servant."

Fu You almost buried his face in the medicine bowl: "After I stayed, they all said that I stayed for the sake of glory and glory. I didn't want to... let my elder brother see me like this, so I lied."

Yan Zhi sighed, but did not reprimand him after all, but continued to ask: "Have you lived like this for the past three years?"

Fuyou thought for a while, then shook his head, but he didn't want to say more.

Perhaps at first, the relationship between him and Qin Gou was very comfortable.

At that time, Qin Gou was busy bringing down Empress Dowager Liu and General Liu, and Fuyou also tried his best to help him. When Qin Gou met with his subordinates or arranged something, Fuyou always covered him.

But after overthrowing the Empress Dowager Liu and General Liu and losing their common goal, the differences and contradictions between the two were all exposed overnight.

It turned out that Qin Gou regarded Fuyou as a little squirrel, and thought he was stupid, as long as he was given some rice and water, he could live.

After Qin Gou said "I don't love anyone", Fuyou suddenly realized that he had fallen into a cold cage inlaid with gold and jade.

Yan Zhi didn't ask him carefully, but just said: "Okay, it's okay, you take care of your body first, what are your plans now?"

"I want to come up with Gongcaishi, but..."

"Brother knows, brother come and find a way."

Fuyou nodded, then quickly shook his head again: "Brother, you better leave me alone, Qin Gou..."

"Don't worry." Yan Zhi smiled, "After all, I'm still the empress. If your majesty wants to eradicate the family, the empress must be the last one to be eradicated. I still have several years to live."

He suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I have one more thing to ask you."

Fuyou raised his head: "What?"

"Why did you run away when you saw me?"

"I..." Fuyou lowered his head, gulped down a gulp of the decoction, and choked himself until he coughed.

Yan Zhi took the medicine bowl and patted him on the back, a little helpless: "Because I feel that I have had a bad life these past few years, so I don't have the face to see my brother?"

Fuyou shook his head: "I just don't want to bring brother into trouble..."

"You don't have to do this. You are still young, and you still have decades of freedom. It's just that you have made mistakes for three years. It's nothing." Yan Zhi wiped his face for him, "You want to go out to collect poetry, brother will help you plan , don't get into the horns and do something stupid."

Fuyou raised his eyes and met his gaze.

Yan Zhi saw it.

Under the plum blossom tree, Fuyou actually hid something in his sleeve and wanted to do something stupid.

At that time, Cui Zhi's feeling was not wrong, it was a kind of breath called "returning light and returning to light".

In the end, it was Yan Zhi who temporarily pulled him back.

Yan Zhi took his hand and took out the dagger he had prepared from his sleeve: "Stay on for a while, okay? Poetry collection is going to be in spring, winter is not over yet, just wait a little longer. "

Fu You was stunned for a long time before he nodded his head: "I see."

Finally, Yan Zhi patted his head, got up and left.

When he was about to go out, a small voice came from behind him: "I'm sorry, brother, I lost the bamboo slip you gave me."

Yan Zhi turned around: "It's okay, brother will write to you again tomorrow."

As soon as he walked out of the room, he felt two cold eyes like poisonous snakes falling on him, like knives, trying to kill him.

He turned his head, and it was indeed Qin Gou.

Qin Gou was standing by the door in court clothes. He didn't know when he came.

Yan Zhigang was about to lean over to salute, so as to remind Fuyou in the room.

But the two guards beside Qin Gou closed the inner door, covered his mouth, and carried him out.

Under Qin Gou's signal, no one in the outer hall made a sound, let alone revealed that he had returned.

Qin Gou waited outside the door for a quarter of an hour before slowly walking into the room.

He walked to the side of the bed, pinched Fuyou's face: "Little Yellow Bird, have you taken your medicine?"

Fuyou shrank his neck and hid under the quilt: "Yes."

"Did I ever tell you not to make Yan Zhi angry at me on purpose?" Qin Gou sat down beside the bed, "Are you trying to make me jealous on purpose?"

Fu You quickly understood, knew that he had seen it, and sat up hugging the quilt: "I didn't."

"No? That's Yan Zhi seducing you."

"no!"

"Forgive him, he doesn't dare." Qin Gou thought for a while, "Next time, I will find someone to let you taste the jealousy."

This was Qin Gou's consistent thinking, an eye for an eye.

It's just that Qin Gou looked at his calm face and suddenly felt that his usual deterrent to Fuyou didn't seem to have any effect.

It seemed that something was really different, something was about to escape his control.

He wanted to hold the little squirrel more and more, and tried his best to speak harshly and intimidate him, trying to suppress the little squirrel again.

Following his will, he pinched Fuyou's chin, and exchanged a kiss with a taste of bitter medicine.

He tried to feel Fuyou's liking for him again through intimate contact.

But unfortunately, he doesn't seem to feel it anymore.

So he kissed her more vigorously, and then parted with a slight panting.He supported Fuyou's head, trying to find the last straw to save his life between words: "Little Huangque, you like me."

However, just like the unfinished wedding last time, Fuyou looked at him and announced the fact to him in a flat tone: "I don't like you anymore..."

Before Fuyou finished speaking, Qin Gou hugged him into his arms: "Don't talk nonsense, you are still sick."

Fuyou leaned against his arms, his eyes were calm: "Maybe."

It was the New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye, and Fuyou's illness improved a little bit, but Qin Gou's supervision of him became more and more strict.

When he usually went out for a walk, Qin Gou would always accompany him.

Although Qin Gou could deliberately ignore Fuyou's request, he couldn't ignore his indifference.

On New Year's Eve, early in the morning, when Fuyou got up, Cui Zhi came in to congratulate him.

"Young Master Fu, Happy Chinese New Year. Birthdays should be celebrated too, so this is the end of the day."

As he spoke, he asked a dozen guards to bring in a few boxes.

Of course Fuyou was familiar with it, every time Qin Gou sent something, it was always a box like this.

Cui Zhi asked the guards to open the box for him to see.

At this time, Qin Gou was sitting in the main hall, holding the bamboo slips, tilting his head, and looked this way twice.

It's a pity that Fuyou lacked interest, and he just took a look at the contents of the box before letting them carry it down.

At noon that day, Qin Gou touched his forehead and felt that he was not burning anymore, so he said, "I'll take you to the palace banquet tonight, there will be fireworks."

Fuyou nodded, and responded lightly: "Okay."

So in the evening, Qin Gou asked someone to bring up the newly made dress and put it on for Fuyou.

Although the last marriage was not completed, Qin Gou found that his little squirrel looked good in red.

Fu You pinched his sleeves, thought for a while, and said, "I'm going, can I not let Yan Zhi go?"

Qin Gou tied his coat and smiled, "Are you jealous?"

Fuyou didn't answer, so let it be.

In fact, he was thinking that Yan Zhi would not like to appear in public as a queen.

He can't help Yan Zhi with anything, only in these trivial matters, if he can help Yan Zhi once, let it count as one time.

Qin Gou only thought that he was jealous, turned his head, and told others: "Go to Fengyi Palace and say something. I will take the little oriole to the New Year's Eve palace banquet tonight, so that Yan Zhi can say he is sick."

Fuyou felt better.

But when they arrived at the Hall of Harmony, unexpectedly Yan Zhi had already arrived.

He looked at Fuyou with inquiring eyes, thinking that something happened to him, and he didn't hesitate to disobey the holy order, so he wanted to come and have a look.Fuyou smiled helplessly, and shook his head to him, expressing that he was fine.

When Qin Gou turned his head, Fuyou hurriedly suppressed his smile.

At this time, all the officials kowtowed, and Fuyou followed Qin Gou, passed through the prostrating subjects, and walked up the steps.

Then the drums played, and Qin Gou naturally sat in the middle. There was only a small table next to the throne, and Fuyou could only sit with Yan Zhi.

Although Fuyou tried his best to avoid too much contact with Yan Zhi, so as not to arouse Qin Gou's anger, but Fuyou would not hide it at all. The nervous way of waving at Yan Zhi to tell him not to talk to him made Qin Gou even more angry.

Is Qin Gou so scary?

Fuyou is so afraid of what he will do to Yan Zhi?

Qin Gou placed the wine bottle heavily on the table, the water in the bottle spilled out, and half of it spilled on the table.

To be honest, he started to regret it. At that time, Fuyou had already said that he didn't like Yan Zhi, so why did he deliberately replace the queen candidate with Yan Zhi?

But couldn't Fuyou see it?Yan Zhi is just a useless good-for-nothing kid, he, Qin Gou, has already trampled Yan Zhi under his feet.

Fuyou can't seem to see it.

Qin Gou couldn't figure out the reason for this, so he could only look gloomy at the dancing music on the field.

After drinking for three rounds, the dance music on the field changed silently.

A young man in Tsing Yi entered with a small drum in his hand.

Qin Gou didn't notice it, but just stared at the thick night outside the palace gate, thinking about the reason why Fuyou sympathized with the weakling little boy.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a "boom" sound from the drums on the field.

Qin Gou came back to his senses, only to see a man kneeling on the ground, and Southwest King Qin Xu also stepped forward to salute.

"I heard that Your Majesty likes elegance. This is the young master Huaiyu that I met in Lefang. He was originally a child of everyone, but it's a pity that the family has declined..."

The intention was obvious, to send someone to Qin Gou.

Qin Gou turned his head to look at Fuyou, but Fuyou still didn't respond, his expression was indifferent, and he ate his food with his head down.

He only glanced at it, then looked away.

I don't know what the Southwest King said, I just saw him smiling.

Qin Gou originally wanted to refuse, but thinking of Fuyou, he couldn't help but glance at him again.

He looked at Fuyou, then raised the wine bottle, as if he accepted it.

Fuyou can be considered to have a little reaction.He put down his chopsticks and picked up the wine bottle, and then found that there was no wine in his wine bottle, so he quickly poured some.

He thought that when Qin Gou raised his glass, everyone would follow suit.

As a result, no one else raised it, and he just sat there holding the wine bottle.

Qin Gou thought his bewilderment was due to jealousy.

He smiled and asked, "Can you sing?"

The young prince named Huaiyu in the hall leaned over and kowtowed: "Return to Your Majesty, Caomin has practiced a little bit."

Qin Gou put down the wine bottle, propped his head, looked at Fuyou, and told Huaiyu, "Sing "Tuantuan Yellow Birds", can you?"

"Tuantuan Yellow Bird" was the first poem Fuyou sang when he first went to the palace to present poems when he was collecting poems in his first year.

Although the King of Southwest said that Huaiyu was a child of everyone, in fact, everyone could tell that he was the young lady in Qin Lou Chu Pavilion.

A young lady who can sing, she sings in a charming and graceful way, and most of her songs are rich in lyrics and erotic songs, how can she...

The servants at the bottom exchanged a look, they originally hated Fuyou to stay in the palace for his sake of glory, but now they all sympathized with him.

It seems that his life in the palace is not very good.

Qin Gou was able to humiliate and help you in front of all the officials for the sake of a momentary rise.

Maybe Qin Gou didn't think it was an insult at all, but just teased him and made him play.

Fuyou just lowered his head, didn't say a word, trying hard to stuff food into his mouth, his cheeks were bulging, and tears flowed from choking.

Yan Zhi pressed his hand, comforting him softly: "Fuyou, it's done."

Fuyou lowered his eyes and sat blankly, Yan Zhi stroked his hair: "Okay, okay, it's okay."

In the end, Huaiyu still failed to sing "Tuantuan Yellow Birds". First, Yan didn't know about it;

Gritting his teeth, Qin Gou raised his hand to call the young man up.

Find one of each, how fair.

He said before that if Fuyou used Yan Zhi to anger him again, he would let Fuyou have a taste of it.

Qin Gou raised his hand and threw the empty wine bottle into the young man's arms.Xiao Guan took it in a hurry, knelt down by the desk, filled the wine, and held it in front of him with both hands.

"His Majesty."

Qin Gou glanced at Fuyou proudly.