Substitute thought

16

The curtains in front of the bed are hanging down, and the soothing incense is not soothing.

Like a tiger licking the carcass of its prey.

Qin Gou took Fuyou's hands and pressed him on the couch.

Fuyou tried to struggle, but in Qin Gou's eyes, he had no more strength than a little squirrel flopping about.

But he kept moving around like this, and Qin Gou was also very irritable.

With a "bang", Qin Gou smashed his fist on the bed beside Fuyou's head.

Fuyou was frightened for a moment, and looked at him stupidly.

Qin Gou said coldly: "Don't move, if you move again, I'll go find your brother Yan Zhi."

Fuyou looked at him with moist eyes.Qin Gou choked for a moment, but his tone was still cold: "Why are you crying? Don't you like me? You like me very much. It should have been done three years ago, but I thought you were young..."

Fuyou took the opportunity to pick up the copper vase placed by the side of the couch, and knocked it on his head.

With a muffled "bang", Qin Gou's words were interrupted.

Fuyou held his breath, but Qin Gou only shook twice and did not faint.

He raised his head, stretched his muscles and bones, clenched his back teeth tightly, and stared at Fuyou: "What are you doing?"

Fuyou clenched the vase tightly, and just as he raised his hand, ready to give it to him again, Qin Gou grabbed his wrist.

Qin Gou gritted his teeth and said, "You still want to do it for me?"

He tightly grasped Fuyou's wrist, and Fuyou also tightly grasped the vase.

Qin Gou grabbed his wrist and pulled him up: "All right, all right, do whatever you like, go find your Yan Zhi."

Fuyou hugged the vase and tried to walk a few steps to the side.

Qin Gou said angrily, "Go! Go find him!"

Just go.

Fuyou hugged the vase, turned his head and ran away, without even wearing his cloak.

He pushed the door open, and Cui Zhi, who was watching the night outside, obviously heard the quarrel inside, as soon as he came out, Cui Zhi immediately went forward.

"Master Fu..."

Fuyou ignored him, strode down the steps, and ran out of Yangju Hall.

Cui Zhi picked up a shoe from the steps, quickly took a candle, and walked into the hall.

The inside was in a mess, as if a war had just been fought.Qin Gou sat by the couch with a gloomy face, like a ghost crawling out of hell.

Cui Zhi approached cautiously, Qin Gou glanced at him, then stood up abruptly and walked outside.

"His Majesty……"

Qin Gou didn't answer, but just sat down in front of the case, approving the memorial as if nothing happened.

Cui Zhi sighed, and boldly asked, "Your Majesty, Mr. Fu ran out. He ran so fast that he lost his shoes."

"Don't worry about him." Qin Gou gritted his teeth, "The little thing's wings are stiff."

Cui Zhi responded, turned around and called for someone to come in, and tidied up the inside.

When he came out from the inner room with someone, Qin Gou suddenly called out, "Cui Zhi."

Cui Zhi turned back: "Yes, Your Majesty."

"Send someone to Fengyi Palace." Qin Gou paused, tightened the pen in his hand, and said in a low voice, "Take that young lady over."

"Your Majesty, why bother? Your Majesty didn't even remember his name, and he appointed him because he didn't like him, so calling him over was just to help the young master, why bother?"

"I want you to talk too much? Go."

It's snowing again.

Fuyou ran out of the Yangju Hall with one foot deep and one foot shallow, wandering around in the dark, finding the way to Fengyi Palace with difficulty.

Fengyi Palace is the Queen's residence, he hadn't been there much before in order not to implicate Yan Zhi.

Now His Majesty personally let him go, of course he will go.

Fuyou went round and round and even stumbled a few times in the snow before he found Fengyi Palace.

He lay down on the palace door and knocked on it, shouting with the last bit of strength: "Brother!"

Fortunately, the guards at night were quite careful and didn't make him wait too long.

As soon as the palace door opened, Fuyou rushed in directly.

He fell on the snow, and when he looked up, Yan Zhi, who had already fallen asleep, was putting on his clothes and coming out of the room.

When Yan Zhi saw it was him, he hurried forward to help him up, and rarely got angry at the people below: "What are you doing standing there? Go boil hot water and make ginger soup."

He didn't ask Fuyou what's wrong first, he just carried him on his back and took him back to the room.

At the corner of the corridor, Huaiyu, a newcomer, was attracted by the noise and was peeking from the corner.

Yan Zhi glanced at him, and ordered in a low voice: "Find a few people to watch, don't let him be a demon."

But the next moment, Cui Zhi brought someone over.

With Fuyou on his back, Yan Zhi turned around: "Excuse me, father-in-law, what's the matter?"

Fuyou hid behind him, and the hand on his shoulder tightened unconsciously.

Yan Zhi looked back at him: "It's okay."

Cui Zhi stepped forward to check Fuyou's situation first: "Is Mr. Fu okay? Did you get lost on the way here? The old slave arranged for someone to look for Mr. Fu on the way to Fengyi Palace, but they couldn't find him."

Fuyou shook his head, expressing that he was fine, but he couldn't speak.

Yan Zhi took care of his emotions, took half a step back, and asked again: "What's going on at the Yangju Hall?"

Cui Zhi said softly: "Your Majesty summoned Young Master Huaiyu."

Yan Zhi glanced back, seeing that Fuyou's expression was calm and calm, he said, "Huaiyu is in the side hall, go and invite her."

But Cui Zhi said to Fu You: "Mr. Fu, don't worry about it. Your Majesty is just criticizing Zhezi. It's because of losing his temper that..."

Fuyou obviously wasn't listening, Yan Zhi turned his back on him and said sternly: "He's already in a mess, I'll take him in first to clean up."

"Eh."

Cui Zhi watched the two enter the hall, sighed, and sent people to the side hall to invite someone.

When the attendants left with Huaiyu, Fuyou was sitting on a chair with a large basin of cleaned snow beside him. Yan Zhi sat in front of him, rolled up his sleeves, grabbed a handful of snow, and covered him with cold on flushed feet.

They have no time to think about other places.

When the gate of Fengyi Palace was closed, Yan Zhi sighed: "What happened? Why are you in such a mess?"

Fuyou just said: "Qin Gou is crazy." He whispered: "Brother, I can't hold it anymore, I don't seem to be able to hold on to spring..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Yan Zhi grabbed another handful of snow and rubbed his feet, "Do you feel it?"

Fu You didn't answer, Yan Zhi raised his head, saw him blankly, and said, "Surely you won't go back tonight? Sleeping with brother?"

Fuyou still didn't respond, Yan Zhi sighed.

After rubbing the frostbitten area with snow to warm him up, he dared to wrap Fuyou in a blanket. Yan Zhi handed him the ginger soup and told him to drink it slowly, and then went out for a while.

Under the corridor, Yan Zhi said to the attendants: "Send a letter to the family early tomorrow morning, informing several aristocratic families, and present the memorial together."

The attendant hesitated and said: "My lord, are you in a hurry, in case His Majesty refuses to let him go..."

"When the late emperor was still there, with the Liu family as the head, didn't the aristocratic family force the late emperor not to accept concubines and favor the Empress Dowager Liu? Your Majesty and the Southwest King were still girls from the cold palace, and the aristocratic family had already been ruled by your majesty on the matter of setting up a queen. After a slap in the face, do you still have to back down on this matter? If you back down again, the aristocratic family will really have no way to back down."

Yan Zhi turned his head and glanced at the room: "If Fuyou doesn't come out of the palace, he will be tortured to death."

He whispered: "I thought Empress Dowager Liu and General Liu were absurd, but I didn't expect His Majesty to be the most self-willed one. If things go on like this, I think the family has only one way to go..."

The attendant hastily interrupted him: "My lord, be careful with your words."

Yan Zhi flung his sleeves back to his room, Fuyou had already finished his ginger soup.

He calmed down, took the soup bowl and put it aside.He tried Fuyou's forehead and helped him to lie down: "It's fine if you sweat, go to sleep, and you'll be fine after a night of sleep."

Fuyou was quiet, pulled the quilt, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Yan Zhi sat by the bed, helped him tuck the quilt, patted him, sang the poems that the two of them talked about when they were young, and coaxed him to sleep,

In the early morning of the next day, Cui Zhi pushed open the door of the Yangju Hall.

The little girl named Huaiyu leaned against the door with her legs crossed, and when she sensed someone coming in, she quickly woke up and stood up.

He stepped forward and asked softly, "Elder-in-law, can I go?"

Cui Zhi looked up at the steps, where the emperor was critiquing the papers, two or three piles of papers had been approved, and they hadn't been touched all night.

He sighed, and said to Huaiyu: "Okay, you can go back and rest, there is nothing wrong with you here."

"Yes, the little one retire."

Cui Zhi stepped forward cautiously, added a little tranquilizing incense to the censer, and then replaced the tea at the emperor's hand with hot one.

The teacup bumped against the table and made a soft sound before Qin Gou raised his head.

He looked out of the hall and said, "It's dawn."

Cui Zhi bowed his head: "Yes, Your Majesty, it's dawn."

Qin Gou threw the bamboo slip in his hand aside: "Let someone carry it down."

Before Cui Zhi could reply, the bamboo slips he threw hit the pile of memorials, and with a loud crash, the hill-like memorials all collapsed.

Cui Zhi hurried forward to tidy up, Qin Gou glanced at it for a long time, but asked, "Did you come back?"

Of course Cui Zhi knew who the emperor was talking about, thought about it, and replied: "Your Majesty, it was so late last night, and the Yangju Hall and Fengyi Palace were not close, so I helped you to run over, it was too cold, so I went to Fengyi Palace slept all night."

"En." Qin Gou paused, "You take something and go to Fengyi Palace."

Cui Zhi hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, I want to tell you the truth. Since this winter, you have given Mr. Fu a lot of things, and the side hall is full. But Mr. Fu has never seen those things. , Young Master Fu doesn’t want these things. Young Master Fu has been with His Majesty for so many years, and it has been more than a year when the old slave was with him. His Majesty listened to the old slave’s advice to go to Fengyi Palace and have a good word with Young Master Fu , better than anything."

Qin Gou glanced at him, and said calmly, "Go to Fengyi Palace, give the things to that young man, and say it's a reward for him."

Cui Zhi's face changed, but when he saw Qin Gou's appearance, he didn't dare to say any more, so he could only go down.

Considering that Huaiyu squatted by the door all night, Cui Zhi also asked someone to pick out some good things for him.

When they were sent to Fengyi Palace, Fuyou had already got up, holding the hand stove, sitting on the corridor basking in the sun.

This is the second time Cui Zhi has seen him like this, the whole person looks clear and transparent, as if he will become a fairy in the next moment.

Cui Zhi was startled, but luckily at this moment, Yan Zhi came out of the room and wanted to change the hand stove for him, so he temporarily kept him.

Cui Zhi asked people to send things to the side hall, but he stayed in the courtyard.

Fuyou remained motionless, without any reaction.

When he returned to Yangju Hall, Cui Zhi reported the same way.

"When the old slave gave something to Mr. Huaiyu, Mr. Fu didn't respond."

Qin Gou didn't say anything, but at night, he asked Cui Zhi to go to Fengyi Palace to invite someone.

For several days, Huaiyu went to Yangju Hall every day.

Cui Zhi also reported day by day: "Master Fu doesn't seem to care."

After New Year's Eve, spring slowly begins.

Soon it will be the season for picking poems, Yan Zhi tells Fuyou to rest assured that he has already arranged things.

Fuyou smiled at him, and only said "Thank you brother".

He was visibly thinner, his face was as white as transparent, only a pair of eyes were still dark.

He didn't bring anything with him when he came here, and Qin Gou didn't let him go back to the Yangju Hall to pick up things. He was wearing Yan Zhi's clothes, which made him look more relaxed.

His bookcase is still in Yangju Hall, and he can't go back to get it.

When Yan Zhi accompanied Fuyou for a walk near Fengyi Palace, Fuyou saw that the willow tree next to Mingjing Lake had newly sprouted branches, so he picked a good weather, picked some willow branches, washed them and dried them, and sat in the shade of the willows by himself. Weave bookcases on the stone below.

The sun shines through the branches and leaves and shines on the supporting surface. He lowers his head and concentrates seriously.

Suddenly, the attendant standing behind him called out: "Young Master Huaiyu."

Fuyou turned around and saw Huaiyu standing behind him.

He seems to have acquired a lot of things recently, and his clothes are also quite luxurious.

Fuyou looked at him suspiciously, and waved to the attendants, telling them not to worry.

Huaiyu sat down beside him, looked at the things in his hand, and asked, "Are you leaving?"

Fuyou nodded: "Yeah." He thought for a while, and then said seriously: "You should go quickly too. The King of Southwest sent you in, so he should be able to take you away too? You should also go quickly."

"You are a good person." Huaiyu supported his head and smiled at him, his pretty peach eyes were bent, "But you are also an idiot."

He asked Fuyou back: "How can I walk?"

Fuyou paused for a moment and understood, but he still said, "Do you want to go with me? How about I take you with me?"

Huaiyu laughed, and poked his forehead: "You are really an idiot, do you think you can leave by yourself?"

Fu You wondered, "Why can't you leave? Elder brother is already making arrangements, and Qin Gou has already left me alone."

"You mean, the empress has sent a memorial to the aristocratic family in the past few days? And your majesty hasn't sent anyone to look for you in the past few days?"

Fuyou nodded: "Yeah."

"Little idiot." Huaiyu sighed with a smile and put his arms around his shoulders, "But Your Majesty loves you."

Fuyou still stared at him blankly, as if he couldn't understand this sentence.

"He loves you, but he doesn't know it himself. The aristocratic family gave him a memorial, and the rest of the Empress Dowager Liu gave him a memorial. He pretended not to see them all. There are noble people helping you, but he didn't read them all. ah."

"What should I do?"

"Tell him yourself."

"I've told him many times."

Huaiyu held his face and looked at him firmly: "Don't say anything, he will pretend not to hear. Hold his lifeline, tell him with your actions, if he won't let you out of the palace, you can change it." More decisive means to leave the palace. When you come up later, your first sentence is to leave the palace, remember?"

As soon as the words finished, before Fuyou had time to react, Huaiyu pushed him, and with a "plop", Fuyou fell into the lake.

Fuyou suddenly woke up when he fell into the water.

He thought Huaiyu would teach him some useful method, but it turned out that he cried, made trouble and hanged himself.

Qin Gou didn't like him, and every time he was injured, Qin Gou would either get angry or ridicule him, which didn't work for him.

On the shore, the attendants were in a mess, Huaiyu turned her head and saw Qin Gou rushing from the palace wall and jumping into the water.