Substitute thought

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Back at the inn, it was already late.

Fuyou was listless, Huaiyu sent him back to his room to settle down, then went downstairs to ask the inn for some hot water and food.

Huaiyu carried the kettle in one hand and the tray in the other, walked upstairs, turned sideways, and knocked open the door with her shoulder.

Before he went in, he saw Fuyou stuffing a piece of wood into his mouth.

He was startled and shouted: "Fuyou, what are you doing?!"

Before he finished speaking, a person ran from behind him, pushed him away, and ran into the room by himself.

"Fuyou..."

Fuyou raised his head and took the wood out of his mouth.There were still sparks on that piece of wood.

Fu You blinked in a daze, and asked, "What's wrong?"

After smoking, his voice became hoarse.

Qin Gou breathed a sigh of relief, he knew what Fuyou was doing.

If you smoke your throat badly, you don't have to enter the palace to present poems.

For so many days, he has given enough.Now Empress Dowager Liu has put her doubts about him on the surface, and if he doesn't think of a way to refuse, I'm afraid there will be more such things in the future.

It's better for him to avoid suspicion as soon as possible.

Qin Gou lost his composure, and took another step back in order not to make Fuyou angry.

"I'll go and tell you."

Fuyou cleared his throat uncomfortably: "No need, I'll tell the story by myself."

This time, Qin Gou readily agreed: "Okay, if you have something...you can call me."

Without waiting for Fuyou to refuse, he automatically withdrew, and before leaving, he took a careful look at the meal Huaiyu was holding in his hand.

He no longer followed Fuyou every step of the way like before.

Huaiyu put the kettle and food on the table, turned around and closed the door, put the basin in front of Fuyou, and poured hot water into it.

"Wash your face, look at the black dust you got on your hands."

It was made when Fuyou was burning things.

Fuyou rolled up his sleeves and put his hand into the water basin.

Huaiyu asked him: "What were you talking about just now? Why can't I understand a word? But he has changed his temper. I just thought he came in and refused to leave."

Fuyou pulled the corners of his mouth, and smiled helplessly: "Even if he is really a dog, I swore a poisonous oath, so he should understand."

Huaiyu was surprised: "Ah? Did you swear poison? How poisonous?"

Fuyou wiped his hands and face, picked up his chopsticks, and picked up some food for himself: "The kind that won't die."

Huaiyu was shocked: "Huh?"

"If I don't swear, I will die on the spot." Fuyou said while eating, "It was a thrilling time, and the queen mother really suspected me."

"The queen mother?"

"Well, they..." Fu You suddenly remembered something, raised his head, frowned, and looked at him, "Wait a minute, do you know who the one who just went out is?"

Huaiyu raised an eyebrow at him, and tacitly said: "A dog skin plaster that entangles you."

"He is the King of the Southwest, and the Queen Mother suspects that I have something to do with the King of the Southwest."

The smile on Huaiyu's face gradually disappeared: "Huh? He is..."

"Ah."

"Then I..." The corners of Huaiyu's mouth twitched, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have taken your job. I've played in front of him every day, and even acted with you. I... I would have been hacked to death by someone he sent, right?" ?”

Fuyou said firmly: "No, he dare not."

Huaiyu fell on the table, thumping like a fish short of water: "Help me."

After dinner, Fuyou lay on the couch to digest while Huaiyu played the piano for him.

When he was drowsy, Huaiyu asked him softly: "Mr. Fu, do you still have money? When can you redeem me?"

Fuyou hugged the pillow, and whispered: "When it's Chinese New Year, there will be a palace banquet and rewards in the New Year's Palace, and then I can redeem your body."

Fuyou is sure that Empress Dowager Liu will let him go to the palace banquet.

Not to mention that in the past few days, he has presented poems every day, which in the eyes of others is a favor.Since he was favored, it would be unreasonable to not let him go to the palace banquet in front of outsiders.

Moreover, since Empress Dowager Liu is suspicious of him, even if he takes the initiative to avoid suspicion, Empress Dowager Liu will still have doubts. It would be good to try again at the palace banquet.

Fuyou had fought against her before, so he knew her temperament.

But this cannot be said to Huaiyu.

Huaiyu nodded suspiciously: "I know, I treat you so well, you must not break your promise."

"En." Fuyou nodded and gave him a high five, "Don't worry, I will do what I say."

Fuyou's voice is broken, so he cannot enter the palace to present poems.

He wrote two memorials of guilt and sent them to the desks of the emperor and the empress dowager respectively.

The emperor and the queen mother didn't make things difficult for him, and even sent some medicinal materials to nourish his body.

It's rare for Fuyou to stay in the room and spend a few days of leisure.

Huaiyu taught him to play the piano: "Sit down, put your hands like this, and pluck the strings first."

He is very talented, and he has learned almost the same in a few days.

In the past few days, Qin Gou next door didn't go out much. When Fuyou occasionally went out, Qin Gou's subordinates would come out of the room or walk up the stairs with the doctor.

They intentionally or unintentionally mentioned that Qin Gou seemed to be ill, and he seemed to be a little sick.

Fuyou listened to a few words, and then was dragged away by Huaiyu.

"This is a bitter plan." Huaiyu said.

This is indeed a bitter trick.

Because of Qin Gou's physique, it was difficult for him to get sick.

A few days ago, I just knelt in the snow for a while, how could I fall ill so easily?Just a little hot.

He didn't mean to make Fuyou feel sorry for him.

He just couldn't help but wanted to find Fuyou, but he knew clearly that if he passed by, Fuyou would be angry.

So he made an excuse not to go out.

Qin Gou was lying on the bed, hugging the quilt. There was a stove burning in the room, which was so warm that he was sweating.

He thought of Fuyou in a trance, and thought of what happened in the past few days.

He always said that he wanted to start again with Fuyou, and now it was a new start, but why did he still push Fuyou further and further away?

Just a few days passed.

That evening, Fuyou and Huaiyu were playing the piano in the room. Qin Gou heard the sound of the piano vaguely, got out of bed, walked to the window, and opened it.

He heard Fuyou reading the piano score and plucking the strings.

Qin Gou stood by the window and listened quietly.

Listening to it, Qin Gou's heart beat faster instead of calming down.

He was not satisfied with just listening to Fuyou play the piano, his heart, which had been silent for a few days, started beating again, he was eager to see Fuyou, just for one side.

So when he heard Fuyou say he wanted to go down to get some snacks, Qin Gou rushed to the door without thinking, and pulled the door open.

Just bumped into Fuyou who came out from next door.

Qin Gou's eyes fell on his face, staring at him tightly, never moving away for a moment.

Huaiyu's voice came from the room: "Mr. Fu, I want to eat vegetarian buns."

"Understood." Fuyou replied, then took another look at Qin Gou, then lowered his eyes, walked away from him, and walked in front of him.

Qin Gou subconsciously took another step forward, stretched out his hand, and grabbed his wrist.

"Fuyou..."

Fuyou looked up at him, but didn't speak.

"I……"

In fact, Qin Gou didn't know what he was going to say, he just grabbed Fuyou subconsciously.

What to say?

Whatever he said would make Fuyou unhappy.

Qin Gou thought for a while, and finally said, "I will always love you."

He glanced back at Fuyou's room, then turned back quickly and looked at him fixedly: "I will love you forever, others love you, even eight lifetimes of love can't compare to my love for you for one day."

Fuyou blinked: "But I don't like you anymore."

"I...I know." Qin Gou paused, "But that... Huaiyu also has evil intentions, and he wants you to pay for his redemption, which is good for you. I was afraid that you would be cheated, and then I'm a little jealous, I don't want you to stay in the flower building."

"I knew it from the beginning." Fu You said lightly, "He was born in a flower building, so of course he thought someone could redeem him."

"He didn't really treat you, I..."

"Even if he doesn't treat me sincerely, he will treat me well for the sake of money and will not bully me." Fuyou looked at him, "Do you want to say that you are sincere to me? But you I'm not good."

Qin Gou choked and couldn't speak.

Fuyou's tone was calm: "I wish this person didn't treat me sincerely, but he did a good job on the surface, and I don't want a person who thinks of loving me in his heart, but keeps bullying me, and doesn't even treat me as a person. "

Qin Gou couldn't even defend himself, he could only say: "I will change it, if you get angry, I won't pester you in the future, I will really change it."

"Then start now." Fuyou raised his tightly held hand, "Let go."

"Yes." Qin Gou withdrew his hand, and finally repeated, "I love you forever, and I will never bully you again."

Fuyou didn't answer, turned and left.

Qin Gou waited anxiously at the door, watching him leave.

When he came up, he watched him go back to the room.

As soon as Fuyou pushed open the door, Huaiyu came up to meet him. He half joked and half complained: "Why do you say that about me in front of others? It's not true that I don't have any sincerity towards you."

It turned out that he heard it too.

"Do I look obvious?" Huaiyu took the dim sum in his hand, "Do I have 'give me money' written all over my face? Really, I'm professionally trained, I won't give 'give me' easily "Qian" is written on the face."

He smiled, and dragged Fuyou into the room: "Besides, our young Mr. Fu looks so good, and has a gentle temper, how can I not be sincere? I'm not a stone."

When Huaiyu closed the door, Qin Gou was standing in front of his own door, pressing on the door frame with his hands, almost breaking off a piece of wood.

But he just promised Fuyou that as long as he doesn't like it, he won't pester Fuyou anymore.

He couldn't go there and make Fuyou unhappy.

In the next room, Huaiyu pushed Fuyou on the seat, and said softly to him: "You finally got your wish, he won't pester you anymore."

But Fuyou just pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, not looking very happy.

"Be happy." Huaiyu rubbed his face, "Don't be sad."

After this incident, Qin Gou really didn't bother Fuyou anymore.

He still lived next door to Fuyou, and when we met occasionally, he only exchanged a few words.

Only his nostalgic gaze tightly locked on Fuyou's face is revealed.

He tried to say a few more words with Fuyou every time, but every time he ended the conversation with a simple "yes".

It turned out that he couldn't speak at all, let alone please Fuyou.

New Year's Eve will come soon.

As Fuyou expected, this year's New Year's Eve banquet in the palace will be hosted by him.

The palace man sent Fuyou the official uniform to wear to the banquet, Fuyou took a look at it and hung the clothes on the clothes rail.

He said to Huaiyu: "When I come back from the palace at night, I can redeem your body, and then you can go wherever you want."

"En." Huaiyu responded, and asked again, "When do you want to enter the palace?"

"There are many rules in the palace, I have to leave in the afternoon, what's wrong?"

"Then I will celebrate your birthday at noon."

Fuyou turned back in doubt, Huaiyu smiled and said: "I saw it on the bamboo slips of your household registration, today's New Year's Eve is your birthday, right?"

Fuyou nodded: "Okay, thank you very much."

So Huaiyu made a fuss about celebrating his birthday in the lobby of the inn.

Fuyou didn't have many friends in the imperial capital, Huaiyu asked him, so he invited all the friends in his flower building to support him.

Fuyou sat on the main seat in the lobby, lowered his head, and concentrated on watching the tea stems in the tea bowl float up and down.

Standing far away, a group of handsome gentlemen surrounded Huaiyu and whispered to him.

"Huaiyu, what's the matter with you? It's been almost a month, and he hasn't redeemed you yet. Could he be lying to you?"

Huaiyu pursed her lips: "Don't talk nonsense, he is not such a person, he promised to redeem me when he comes back tonight."

"You have to work harder, I don't think you have caught his heart at all."

"That's right, where are all the coquettish skills you usually learn? If it doesn't work, just change it."

"..." Huaiyu scowled, "You just learned how to be charming, I haven't learned it at all."

Huaiyu paused, then raised his chin: "Besides, he doesn't like that, he's very shy."

He lowered his voice: "It's just to catch his heart that I specially want to celebrate his birthday." He took out a small brocade box from his pocket and said, "Look, I bought him a birthday present that cost a lot of money." , come on, help me boo."

After he finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and walked in front of Fuyou: "Mr. Fu Xiaolang."

Fuyou raised his head: "Huh?"

"I don't have a lot of money, but I chose this gift for you after a long time. Don't be disgusted." Huaiyu put the brocade box on the table and pushed it in front of him, "See if you like it." If you like it, that's the best."

He glanced back, and a group of handsome young gentlemen understood and immediately started booing.

"Huaiyu, you really care too much about this young gentleman!"

Reading, very standard reading.

Fuyou didn't expose it, just smiled and opened the brocade box.

At this time, Qin Gou was standing in the corridor on the second floor. He promised Fuyou not to pester him, so he stood behind the pillar.

He lowered his head to look at the things in Fuyou's hand.

A jade hairpin, the color of the jade is not straight at all, and it is not transparent. It is not a good jade at a glance. It can be bought casually on the street, and even a fraction of anything that Qin Gou gave him in the past. Can't compare.

But Fuyou still looked very happy, and a group of "nonsense" people were booing.

That Huaiyu took the jade hairpin from Fuyou's hand, stood behind Fuyou, and put it on for him.

Qin Gou squeezed his hands, and the knuckles rubbed against each other, creaking.

How could Fuyou wear such a thing?He gave Fuyou a long time ago...

Just as Qin Gou was about to rush downstairs, he stopped abruptly.

The ones he gave to Fuyou in the past... Fuyou didn't even wear any of them.

He thought again of the words Fuyou had said to him.

——Even if he doesn't treat me sincerely, he will treat me well for the sake of money and will not bully me.Do you want to say that you are sincere to me?But you are not good to me.

——I would rather this person doesn't treat me sincerely, but he does a good job on the surface, and I don't want a person who thinks of loving me in his heart, but keeps bullying me, and doesn't even treat me as a person.

Qin Gou stopped in his tracks.

Every time he gave Fuyou something, he asked the eunuch to send it over, which was called a reward.

After the reward, he just had to wait for the "little thing" to thank him.

After the incident in the palace, Fuyou stopped coming to thank him, and he became furious.

As for what Fuyou likes, he seems to only know the bamboo slips, and he can't understand any poems that Fuyou likes on the bamboo slips.

Therefore, until the death of Fuyou in his previous life, he had people cast gold and silver into bamboo slips to be buried with Fuyou, and there was not a single word on those things.

It turns out that this is how gifts are sent.

Qin Gouman thought he had learned it, so he went back to his room immediately.

His room is full of brocade boxes of various sizes, but the contents are still the same as before, gold, silver and jewelry are the most expensive.

Qin Gou didn't dare to go down by himself, so he sent secret guards to take the things down.

The secret guard repeated: "Your Highness said that he doesn't have a lot of money. He has been picking these things for a long time... Help Young Master to see if he likes it. If he likes it, that's the best."

The corner of Huaiyu's mouth twitched, why did he imitate him?

But Fuyou said calmly: "You don't get paid for nothing, please take the things back."

After several excuses, Qin Gou finally stood in the corridor, folded his hands, and said, "Since you don't want it, give it to them."

who?them?

The handsome young gentlemen called by Huaiyu looked upstairs and pointed at themselves suspiciously.

Qin Gou raised his chin, and they immediately rushed forward.

"Thank you Southwest King! The Southwest King is blessed with longevity and well-being!"

"Hey..." Before Fuyou could speak, they ran away with gold and silver in their arms.

Huaiyu stomped her feet angrily, and chased to the door, but couldn't stop her.

He turned his head, glanced at Qin Gou, then ran up to Fuyou, and asked, "My gift is the best, right?"

Fuyou nodded, took a mouthful of longevity noodles: "Yeah."

Qin Gou's expression darkened, and he broke the railing with a click.

The young gentlemen of Hualou next door took the gold and silver rewarded by the Southwest King and immediately ran to redeem themselves, even one step faster than Huaiyu.

Huaiyu gritted his teeth with anger.

After lunch, Fuyou changed into his official uniform, Huaiyu put a jade hairpin on him, and said kindly: "You must come back early at night."

Fuyou trimmed his hair: "I know, don't worry." He thought for a while, then suddenly asked: "Will you all be happy when you receive gold and silver?"

"Yes." Huaiyu said with a smile, "As long as you give enough money, you can buy my life." Fuyou seemed to have thought of something, paused for a moment, and then stopped talking.

He straightened his clothes and went out.

When he went out, Qin Gou opened the door and came out. Fuyou glanced at him, nodded slightly at him, and called out "King of Southwest".

Qin Gou's eyes lit up, and he felt as if he had finally found the right path, subconsciously wanting to follow up again, and finally stopped forcefully.

For the palace banquet in the evening, all the officials got to the palace at noon.

You have to wait in front of the palace gate first, and then go inside to pay homage to the Empress Dowager and the emperor. After the ceremonial officials sing, kneel and knock three times, it is almost time for the sun to set.

All the ministers have to wait outside the Hall of Yihe again, waiting for the call.

After entering the hall, you have to kowtow again, then the ritual officer sings, and the music officer plays music.

Fuyou was a low-ranking official, not worth mentioning, so he was assigned the last position.

He attended the palace banquet with him, and there were two elder poetry collectors, Fuyou greeted them and helped them prepare vegetables.

Fortunately, the rewards of the officials who came to the palace banquet were all stipulated by etiquette. Even if they sat at the end, they would receive no less rewards.

After drinking for three rounds, the Empress Dowager ordered a reward.

All the ministers stood up to express their thanks, and Fuyou also followed.

He raised his head inadvertently, and caught a glimpse of the emperor sitting on the head, the lights were dim, and he was far away, so he couldn't see clearly.

Fuyou can't help but think of this palace banquet in his previous life.

At this time in his previous life, he had already stayed in the palace, and he also sat at the palace banquet with Qin Gou.

As in the previous life, the Empress Dowager Liu authorized the rewards, General Liu wielded knives and guns wantonly, the emperor was alone, clearly sitting in the most conspicuous position, but no one saw him, it's so pitiful.

Fuyou sighed and lowered his head.

Then the palace servant who distributed the reward walked up to him, Fuyou took the heavy tray, and kowtowed for the grace.

Before returning to the case, Fuyou didn't know much about drinking, but out of courtesy, he also raised wine bottles with his colleagues several times.

After drinking two or three cups, Fuyou's face became hot and dizzy.

He covered his face with the back of his hand, and a palace man came up from behind him: "Master Fu, help you go to the side hall to rest for a while."

Before Fuyou had time to react, he was helped up by him.

Fuyou doesn't drink often, he doesn't know if it's like this after drinking, or if the wine today is not right.

He was supported by the palace man, and he walked for an unknown amount of time before arriving at what the palace man called the "side hall".

"Is it His Majesty's order?"

"No, the general ordered it, and His Majesty is already inside."

Fuyou only heard a few simple words, and then was dragged around again.

In the end, he was thrown on the soft brocade quilt, he struggled to open his eyes, and the curtain was lowered, covering a layer of tulle in front of him.

Then the emperor "Qin Hook" was pushed in from the outside.

"Your Majesty, just do what the old slave taught you just now, go."

The emperor seemed to be hesitating a bit, and then he strode in when he heard the words "Your Majesty, Fuyou is inside".

"Fuyou..."

Fuyou bit the tip of his tongue, only then did he realize that he had been tricked.

The emperor ran to him, raised the curtain, and knelt down on one knee beside Fuyou: "Fuyou, I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much."

The sharp pain from biting the tip of his tongue quickly disappeared, and Fuyou once again fell into a drowsy dream.

His fever was so bad that his forehead and hair were drenched with sweat.The emperor still knelt beside him, stretched out a finger, and touched his cheek tentatively.

Fuyou woke up in a daze, raised his hand, and slapped him on the face with a "slap".

"Qin Gou, I hate you." Fuyou gritted his teeth and said sullenly, "I will always hate you."

The emperor originally looked exactly like Qin Gou, so Fuyou probably mistook him while he was in a daze.

And Fuyou was far from being as calm as he usually showed.

He just hated Qin Gou, and he would always hate Qin Gou. In the dead of night, when he thought of Qin Gou, he wanted to grind his teeth, wishing he could rush out and bite him.

It's just that on weekdays he used rational restraint and didn't show it.

Fuyou's hand slid down the emperor's face, and the emperor looked down at him: "I know, you hate Qin Gou, so they sent me here, would you like to try to be with me? I am exactly the same as Qin Gou, but I Than he..."

With a "snap", the emperor was slapped again.

It was also at this time that there was a loud noise outside the door.

"King of the Southwest! King of the Southwest! Trespassing on His Majesty's bedroom is a death penalty!"

Hearing this, Fuyou in the palace regained his composure and realized that this is not the real Qin Gou.

Fu You looked at him and asked softly, "Are you awake?"

The emperor paused for a moment, noncommittal: "What do you think? Qin Gou can awaken, and I, who has reproduced all his basic attributes, should awaken earlier than him, right? Anyway, he can only use violence, and he hasn't even finished elementary school. What's the difference between becoming a fool and staying the same?" Fuyou said lightly, "You haven't even finished elementary school."

The emperor held Fuyou's face, lowered his head and wanted to kiss: "So what? Anyway, Qin Gou is about to lose, right?"

The next moment, his head was knocked to one side.

No.

The emperor fell to the ground, and Qin Gou, who was standing behind him, had red eyes and was holding a stick with both hands.

He threw the stick on the emperor, knelt down in front of Fuyou, and brushed aside the wet hair on his forehead: "Fuyou."

Fuyou raised his hand again, and patted his face: "It's you, the person I hate is you."

Qin Gou held his hand, put his cheek against his palm, and even raised the corners of his lips to smile: "It's me, you should hate me forever, hate me forever, don't ignore me."

The author has something to say: No reconciliation!Huhu, I still hate it now, brother Yan Zhi hasn't come out yet, Qin Gou still has dozens of chapters to chase

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