Substitute thought

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It was cold at night, and Fuyou was standing facing the wind, wearing only a single shirt and loose hair.

Behind him is a full moon, the moonlight is cold and bright, coating his whole body with a layer of silver light.

When Qin Gou called him, he turned his head slightly and looked back.

His eyes fell on Qin Gou, his crooked eyes seemed to be smiling, but Qin Gou couldn't see it either.

The altar was built of stones. Fuyou jumped off the bronze tripod, sang songs, and walked slowly with bare feet.

As if deliberately provoking Qin Gou, he walked on the edge of the stone platform, falling on the edge with every step.

However, he walked unsteadily and wobbly, like a child walking on a single-plank bridge.

The people below looked terrified, especially Qin Gou.

How can an altar with hundreds of steps not be high?

If a person really falls from above, he will be disabled even if he does not die.

He took two steps forward, but stopped again.

He wanted to rush up to the altar and save the person directly, but he was also afraid that if he rushed up, Fuyou would fall before he reached the top, and he would not be able to catch him in time.

The decisive emperor was at a loss for the first time.

Qin Gou raised his head and looked at Fuyou on the altar by the moonlight. He felt that his whole body couldn't help shaking, his heart seemed to be grabbed by someone, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

At this time, Fuyou had already walked halfway to the edge of the altar, and if he walked about ten steps forward, there would be no way.

Qin Gou had just made up his mind to rush up, but Fuyou seemed to have noticed something, stopped in his tracks, and looked back at him again.

Qin Gou was fixed in place by this look.

Fuyou raised his hand towards him, let him stand there, and then continued to walk forward.

Qin Gou was about to charge up again, and the next moment, Fuyou raised one foot and stepped into the air outside.

He already had half of his body hanging in the air, so he didn't need to go out, as long as he didn't stand firmly, he might fall down at any time.

Seeing him like this, Qin Gou quickly retreated, "Fuyou, Fuyou...don't be like this..."

His voice trembled, and an unprecedented panic engulfed him like an overwhelming wave rushing towards him.

Fuyou retracted his feet and continued to walk forward.

Qin Gou could only stay below and follow him closely.

"Fuyou, what's wrong? What's wrong with you? Tell me, tell me, who bullied you..."

Qin Gou suddenly thought of something.That's right, who in this world bullies Fuyou?There is only one person who bullies Fuyou.

At this time, Fuyou had already reached the outermost part of the altar, and one step further was the abyss.

Qin Gou was completely panicked, and rushed forward: "Fuyou, Fuyou, I know I was wrong, I know it's all my fault, don't do this, we start over, we've already started over..."

He threw himself under the altar, knelt down to Fuyou easily, and pushed away everyone who wanted to help him up.

Like believers chasing the light.

Behind Fuyou, the full moon is brighter.

With a calm face, he lowered his head to look at Qin Gou, and finally opened his mouth again, but asked, "Who am I?"

Qin Gou was puzzled, and before he could answer, Fuyou said to himself, "I'm the little oriole, and I'm about to fly out of the palace."

Qin Gou's eyebrows twitched, feeling something was wrong, and Fuyou asked again, "Your Majesty, who am I?"

Qin Gou hurriedly said, "You are a little oriole, you flew to me..."

He got up from the ground, his eyes were scarlet, and he opened his arms, trying to catch him.

But Fuyou murmured again: "I'm the oriole? No, I'm Fuyou. Spring is here, and I'm going out to collect poems."

They were far away, and the guards below couldn't hear what Fuyou said, but Qin Gou could hear him clearly.

He shouted: "It's summer now! Fuyou, it's already summer..."

As if Fuyou had never heard of it, he just smiled at him and said softly: "Your Majesty, see you in winter."

He just took a step forward, like a pure white bird across the dark night sky, fell to the altar, and let out a final mournful cry.

But Qin Gou couldn't hear or see anything at that moment.

To the bystanders, it was a loud bang.

But in Qin Gou's view, Fuyou was like a bird, landing lightly and delicately in front of him without making any sound.

Qin Gou was in a daze, but rushed forward according to instinct, and picked Fuyou up from the ground.

But he couldn't hold it at all, the support was too light, so light that it would turn into a puff of smoke.

Qin Gou looked down at him, and it wasn't until the water dripped on Fuyou's face that he realized that he was crying.

But why did Qin Gou cry?

The single clothes on Fuyou's body also became warm. He tried to push Qin Gou away, but he had no strength at all. He could only let Qin Gou hold his hand and put it on his cheek.

He broke down in tears: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I knew it was wrong... Fuyou, don't leave, I know I was wrong..."

Not long ago, Fuyou said the same thing to him.

But Qin Gou didn't let him go.

Fuyou exhausted his last bit of strength and patted his face like a caress, but in fact he wanted to hit Qin Gou.

"Bah." There was a soft sound.

He smiled, closed his eyes, and tilted his head.

I don't even want to look at him until I die.

Qin Gou didn't have time to catch his falling hand, looked at it in disbelief, opened his mouth, but couldn't cry out, he could only let out a beast-like cry.

He knelt beside Fuyou, crying, making a scene, and yelling.

Hoarse, I don't know how to stop.

Overnight, all the red silk in the palace was replaced with white cloth.

But Qin Gou didn't let Fuyou enter the Yangju Hall.

Last night, he was hugging Fuyou under the altar, crying while covering the wound where Fuyou fell, and he did not know where to take out some weird potions to use on Fuyou.

He was crying and making a fuss, like a beast, no one dared to go up to persuade him.

At dusk, Qin Gou carried the man back with his own hands.

He didn't bring it back to the Yangju Hall, but entered the Qinglu in front of the Yangju Hall.

The green cottage used by the emperor and empress to get married.

All the red candles were burned out, leaving a lot of candle tears, the screen and bed curtains were all dazzling red, and the wedding dress that Fuyou had worn was scattered on the ground.

As if yesterday, a mess.

Qin Gou sat down in front of the case where he and Fuyou drank the wine together last night, and put Fuyou on the cushion.

But Fuyou obviously couldn't sit still, so Qin Gou held him in his arms and let him lean against him.

He refused to let anyone approach him, not even stepping into the green cottage.

Qin Gou hugged Fuyou, covered his hands, and pressed against his cheek, trying to warm him up again. When he remembered, he picked up the pill or medicine and gave it to him.

Of course he couldn't accept it, he had just fully admitted that he liked Fuyou, he had just imagined the life after marrying Fuyou, he was already planning to start over, and Fuyou agreed.

But why is Fuyou still so stubborn?Do you still want to use this decisive method?

If Fuyou has anything, you can obviously tell him, you can bring it up with him, you can quarrel with him as before, even if you jump into the lake like last time.

He didn't understand, he couldn't understand at all.Fuyou had obviously promised to start over.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Gou raised his head, and met his lifeless eyes with tears in his eyes.

Qin Gou was stunned for a moment, and the questioning of his soul was pressed lightly on his already overloaded grief like a feather.

Fuyou's eyes were clear and transparent, without any impurities.

Qin Gou suddenly understood that he should repent in front of Fuyou instead of continuing to complain in front of him.

He put down his support, got up and went out, and said to the attendants guarding the door: "Come in."

Under the leadership of Cui Zhi, the attendants quietly entered the Qinglu.

After asking Qin Gou for instructions, they arranged the Qinghu to look like a mourning hall for Fuyou.

Qin Gou knelt on one knee by the couch, took a towel, wiped his body clean, and changed him into a newly made dress.

Fuyou didn't have any wounds on his body, but the wound on his head could not be seen when he put his hair back together.

He was decent, but Qin Gou was still wearing the wedding dress yesterday, with an unshaven beard and looked very embarrassed.

Finally, Qin Gou picked him up and put him safely into the coffin.

Just after finishing this thing, it will already be night.

The red candles all over the tent were replaced by white candles, Qin Gou sat down beside Fuyou, waved his hand, and told the attendants to leave.

Just like last night, he and Fuyou were the only ones in the green cottage.

Qin Gou lay down beside the coffin, looking at Fuyou's face.

He seemed to understand a little bit.

Why would Fuyou prefer to die?

Because he has been bullying Fuyou, because he has been bullying him.

Why can't he bear it?Fuyou was clearly collecting poems outside, why did he insist on using Yan Zhi to threaten him and let him come back?Still forcing him to marry him?

Until he admits that he likes him, he is still bullying Fuyou constantly, putting the things he wants on him, thinking that this is the last time, and he can always make up for it in the future.

But he can't make up for it at all, and Fuyou doesn't want him to make up for it.

Now that Fuyou is lying quietly in front of him, it can be regarded as having escaped from the hands of this villain.

Qin Gou looked at him, not even daring to touch him.

"Fuyou, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He was crying and couldn't say anything, just kept saying "I'm sorry".

He stayed by Fuyou's side for three days, during these three days, he couldn't stop thinking about how he used to get along with Fuyou.

Three years ago when Fuyou entered the palace to present poems, he found that singing by Fuyou's side would make him sleep better, so on a whim, he made a little trick to let Fuyou stay with him for his own sake.

For the past three years, Fuyou has helped him cover under the eyes of Liu's sisters and brothers, and occasionally helped him out.

Later on, after the palace, he held great power, but he became more and more impatient with Fuyou, and even deceived him on a whim.

He is used to Fuyou's liking, teases him wantonly, likes to see his sad expression, likes to see him cry.

Make him cry, and then teach him why he loves to cry so much.

The more he thought about it, the more Qin Gou realized that he was always bullying Fuyou.

Fuyou is so good, but he always bullies Fuyou.

When Fuyou was with him, he always cried, but he became more and more impatient in Fuyou's tears, and even found a secret strange feeling.

In the past three days, he didn't eat much, let alone change clothes, he just sat down beside Fuyou.

Whenever he recalled the scene where Fuyou was crying, he would cry himself, whimpering, like a puppy that no one wanted.

It's like crazy.

Three days later in the morning, Cui Zhi would come in to add oil to the ever-burning lamp as usual.

He must be careful when doing this.If he accidentally offends Qin Gou who is sitting next to Fuyou, Qin Gou can really scare people to death.

But today, Cui Zhi carefully opened the tent of the green cottage, and when he was about to go in, he didn't see Qin Gou.

He was in a bad mood and quickly sent someone to look for him.

It didn't take long to find it. Qin Gou was in the main hall of the Yangju Hall.

He washed his face, changed his clothes, shaved his beard, tidied himself up, and was about to approve the memorial.

While approving the memorial, he sternly said to a row of hidden guards standing below: "Why is the family behind closed doors? This is a national funeral, why don't they come to offer condolences? Send the paper down and let them roll over immediately within a quarter of an hour." Kowtow, all those who can't roll over will be beheaded."

"Immediately send someone to survey the terrain in the south, find a... nicer place, and start building the mausoleum immediately. Prepare things for the national funeral. The more expensive the better, cast two hundred bamboo scrolls with gold and silver each, and engrave poems on them."

"Set up the altar and hold the... funeral there."

He still didn't want to admit the fact that Fuyou was dead.

Qin Gou quickly finished approving the memorial, pushed forward, and all the things fell to the ground. He raised his head, "Why don't you go soon?"

He stood up, quickly walked out of the palace, returned to Qinglu, and returned to Fuyou's side.

Not long after, people from the aristocratic family rushed over.

Qin Gou didn't let anyone block the news, they actually knew about Fuyou's death a long time ago.

It's just that he couldn't figure out Qin Gou's temper, and didn't know what Qin Gou meant, so he stayed behind closed doors.

In fact, at the palace banquet on the wedding day, Fuyou had someone give them a message to let them stay for a while. Fuyou probably wanted to reprimand Qin Gou for being cruel in front of the aristocratic family before he died, and fight for his freedom again.

But he is just a small poetry collector, who will listen to his orders?

The aristocratic family didn't want to cause trouble, so they all ignored him.

By the time Fuyou managed to escape from the green cottage, they had already left.

On the last night, Fuyou even lost his last solution.

He had to go to the altar alone.

However, even though they knew Fuyou was dead early in the morning, the family still kept silent.

Now that Qin Gou sent someone to call, they dared to change into their uniforms and come over.

As soon as they arrived, Qin Gou ordered several high-ranking princes and princes to come and carry Fuyou's coffin to the altar.

The aristocratic family still wanted to argue, but was blocked by Qin Gou with a knife.

In the end, Qin Gou stood alone at the front, and Cui Zhi shouted, "Get up."

The coffin was heavily pressed against the thick hemp rope, making creaking noises. Qin Gou clenched his back molars tightly, and the veins on his hands and forehead protruded.

The altar has hundreds of steps, which is too high.Carrying the coffin on his back, Qin Gou walked up step by step.

Did Fuyou walk up like this three nights ago?What was Fuyou thinking at that time?

Qin Gou thought, Fuyou had a good temper, so he would definitely not scold him, at most he would pooh at him, and then secretly glad that he could finally go out to collect poems.

He was still lost in thought, and the man behind him lost his strength, and the stick in his hand loosened, almost causing everyone to fall down together with the coffin.

Qin Gou pulled the coffin back violently and stabilized it.

He turned his head and shouted at everyone, "Get lost."

The father-in-law was unsure of his opinion and dared not put the coffin down. After hesitating for a moment, Qin Gou put on a cold face, looking as if he was going to bite someone: "Let you fucking let go!"

They put down the coffin carefully, Qin Gou supported the crossbeam with both hands, and continued to walk up step by step without looking back.

The coffin was very heavy, and Qin Gou was much stronger than ordinary people, so he couldn't bear it.

At the back, he had to pause on the steps for a long time every time he took a step.Cui Zhi asked him if he wanted to be carried by the guards, but he refused.

As if torturing himself, he had to carry it by himself. The beam was pressed on his shoulders, almost embedded in his flesh.

After a long time, he dragged Fuyou to the altar.

He has stepped onto this altar three times.

Three years ago, the first emperor died of illness. When he ascended the throne, Empress Dowager Liu told him to call him sick, but did not let him come.

The first time he came was years ago, when he re-organized a coronation ceremony for himself.

Later, she married Fuyou and came up for the second time.

The third time I climbed onto the altar is today.

The altar was already set up, Qin Gou put the coffin in the middle, and sat down by himself again.

Cui Zhi followed his instructions and brought him coarse linen clothes.

Qin Gou put on sackcloth and looked at the pattern, he looked like a bereaved widow.

With a blank expression on his face, he raised his chin towards the person below: "Kneel down."

A group of people hurriedly knelt down, and Qin Gou said coldly, "Cry."

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, hesitated for a moment, then lowered their heads, and wiped away the non-existent tears with their sleeves.

Qin Gou's thunderous voice suddenly sounded: "Cry louder!"

Shocked by him, everyone howled dryly.

Qin Gou turned his head and told Cui Zhi: "Go, see who's not crying, drag it down and beat it."

Cui Zhi replied tremblingly: "Yes."

Afterwards, Qin Gou himself knelt down in front of Fuyou.He knelt straight, his hands hanging beside him clenched into fists, his eyes were red, but he swallowed all the tears back.

As night fell, the candles before the coffin were changed several times. The group of people were starving and weeping weakly.

After a long time, Cui Zhi bravely stepped forward: "Your Majesty, should you let the adults go back first..."

Qin Gou glanced back: "Kneeling."

No one dared to speak anymore.

Qin Gou abruptly detained all the officials of the court in the palace for more than ten days.

For the past ten days or so, all they have to do is cry, the louder the better.

Qin Gou was also kneeling in hemp and mourning, and when it rained, he also knelt and didn't move.

Really like a discarded puppy.

Not long after, Yan Zhi, who had not been away from the emperor for a long time, came back.

When he received the news, he had just settled down in Fengyi. After receiving the news, he didn't even need to change the carriage, and set off immediately to come back.

He never thought that Fuyou would be so decisive.

He thought... that's all, no matter how much he thought, it would be futile now.

Anyway, this time he was wrong.

When Yan Zhi came, he rushed to the altar without even changing his clothes.

After climbing up the steps and seeing the coffin in the middle, he was completely stunned.

The next moment, he pushed away a group of people on the ground, strode forward, grabbed Qin Gou who was kneeling in front of him by the collar, and punched him hard.

Everyone was terrified, for fear that Yan Zhi would be punished, but Qin Gou brushed the rough hemp from his body and stood up.

He was taller than Yan Zhi, his gaze was as cold as a poisonous snake, he stared at Yan Zhi for a while, then turned to look at the white candle on the table: "Let him hit me, can you calm down?"

Then Qin Gou asked Cui Zhi to bring all kinds of weapons for Yan Zhi to choose.

Yan Zhi still had some sense, let go of his hand, knelt down to plead guilty to the emperor, then went to Fuyou's side, and twirled three sticks of incense.

That night, Qin Gouen allowed everyone to go back to the mansion, and came back to see off the spirit the next morning.

It was rare to rest for a moment, and everyone rushed back without stopping.

But before they left the altar, they heard a loud noise behind them.

Everyone turned their heads and saw that on the altar, Qin Gou was carrying one of the nine big tripods, and ruthlessly threw the bronze tripod representing imperial power down the altar.

When the copper tripod hit the ground, it smashed the ground directly.

Everyone was startled, and then quickly stepped out of the palace.

Run, the emperor is mad again.

The official mausoleum has already been selected, in Yanming Mountain in the south, but it has not been built so soon.

So Qin Gou first asked people to find a mountain near the imperial capital, and temporarily settled it. After the mausoleum in the south was built, they moved there.

On the day of Empress Fuyou's funeral, the scene was extremely grand, even more powerful than the death of the first emperor. There were countless gold and silver in the funeral, and the emperor himself wore sackcloth and filial piety.

Perhaps until this moment, he was able to show the world that this is the person he loves the most.

The green cottage in front of the Yangju Hall was still not demolished, but Qin Gou brought all the memorials here for approval, and usually ate and slept here.

He is going to settle down in Qinglu.

Originally, he also set up a spirit seat for helping you, and put it in the Qinglu.

He expects to see Fuyou in his dream, but it is difficult for him to fall asleep, and occasionally he takes a short nap, but he always fails to dream of Fuyou.

So he decided that Fuyou was angry and refused to come to see him.

In a few days, he sent away the spiritual tablet, hoping that Fuyou would calm down and come to him, scold him and beat him, but he just wanted to see him very much.

But for several months, he didn't dream of Fuyou, and even Fuyou didn't leave him anything——

When Fuyou was about to leave, he took his bookcase somewhere and probably burned it.

He left nothing for Qin Gou. Qin Gou searched through the Yangju Hall, but found nothing.

Like he never showed up.

Qin Gou also sent someone to ask Yan Zhi, but Yan Zhi naturally refused to give him anything.

Qin Gou could only hug the dress that Fuyou had only worn for a day, and draw a little bit of residual breath from it.

That night, Qin Gou had just returned from the mausoleum and was reviewing the memorials casually.

The dark guard came in and reported: "Your Majesty, the eldest son of the Yan family will leave the imperial capital in three days, and has no contact with the Southwest King in Tianlao. He should have no courage to rebel."

Qin Gou put down his pen, but said: "Three days later, send a few people to Jietian Prison to rob the Southwest King."

The dark guard was puzzled.

Qin Gou continued: "Give the man to Yan Zhi."

The hidden guard quickly knelt down: "Your Majesty, this is tantamount to letting the tiger go back to the mountain! Think twice, Your Majesty!"

Qin Gou was noncommittal, and raised his chin: "Go."

Anyway, Qin Gou didn't really want to be the emperor anymore, and when Fuyou's mausoleum was finished, he wouldn't be the emperor anymore.

He was so cruel, and he abdicated peacefully, it probably didn't end well, but it was not bad to help someone rebel.

And this person was none other than Yan Zhi.

Doesn't Fuyou love his kindness the most?Then make him emperor.

Qin Gou picked up the stone on the case and held it gently in the palm of his hand.

He finished approving the memorial quickly and rubbed the space between his brows.

Sleepless at night, he went out to stay on the altar for a while.

Walking through the palace road, two night watchmen passed by him, they didn't pay attention to him, they just chatted on their own.

"Hey, last night, someone seems to have heard someone singing over the altar."

"It can't be..." Another palace official turned pale with shock, "Really?" "Really, I can hear you clearly, isn't it because the Queen has not left?"

When Qin Gou heard this, he paused, grabbed a palace servant, and asked sharply, "Who is it? Who made you say these things? How dare you say such things?!"

Without waiting for the palace man to answer, he let go and ran towards the altar in large strides.

The moonlight was misty, and occasionally there were two birdsongs. Qin Gou was short of breath and made a frightened sound like a hunting dog.

He tried his best to suppress his turbulent emotions.

Qin Gou boarded the altar, and when he stepped over the last step, he rushed to the edge of the altar as if he was about to grab something.

"Come back! Come back!" He choked up, "I already know I was wrong, come back! Fuyou, come back, it's already winter, it's already winter now, Fuyou, come back to present poems, please, Look at me, just treat me like a puppy, I am Fuyou's puppy! I am Fuyou's puppy..."

The author has something to say: Huhu is not dead, Huhu wants to make a comeback, but for the sake of reading experience, Fatty doesn’t want to spoil

It's time to get caught, starting tomorrow, it will be updated on time at 18:00!Thank you for your support, little cuties!This is the most stressful clip for Pangpangsheng. Thanks again to the cuties. I will add more to the cuties after the exam at the end of the month~ (bow)

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