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Early the next morning, Zichen Palace went to court early.

The bead curtain hanging beside the emperor's throne, which had not been removed during the entire winter when the Empress Dowager was seriously ill, was quietly removed.

Empress Dowager Liu sat upright and asked someone to read the edict.

——The traitors of the Liu family were captured yesterday, the emperor has grown up, the queen mother returned to power, and recuperated at ease.

After the edict was read out, before the courtiers could react, Empress Dowager Liu stood up, turned and left from the apse.

In the apse, Fuyou was holding bamboo slips to sort out the things he had written overnight when he heard the movement, raised his head, and saw Empress Dowager Liu walking into the apse with the support of her attendants.

She was not in a hurry to go back, but sat beside Fuyou, rested for a while, and listened attentively to the voices coming from the front hall.

After going to court for so many years, she has already been familiar with the process of going to court.

This was the last time she went up to court.

She listened quietly for a while, then turned her head to look at Fuyou: "I see you are always writing, what are you writing?"

Fuyou handed her the bamboo slips: "I'm writing a history book."

"Sacrificial poem?"

"No, it's just a history book, a big article with cause and effect, detailing everything." Fuyou said, "I'm going to push forward while recording the current events, and keep pushing until I can't move anymore."

Empress Dowager Liu asked suspiciously: "How can you know what happened before?"

Fu You said solemnly: "I have been collecting poems these years, and I have asked many old people, as well as veteran ministers in the court. I have already collected a lot of materials."

Empress Dowager Liu smiled, and asked again: "Why don't you come to ask Ai's family?"

Fuyou was stunned for a moment: "I thought..."

"It's been snowing heavily for the past few days. I can't go anyway. If you ask me, I still remember some things from the past."

"Okay, thank you queen."

Fuyou followed Empress Dowager Liu back to Changle Palace.

When Qin Gou came back, he suddenly found that there was no one in the apse, and Hei Lang couldn't figure it out.

Cui Zhi stepped forward quietly, and replied softly: "Your Majesty, Mr. Fu said that he is going to write history books first."

In Changle Palace, Fuyou picked out some historical materials that he had doubts about before, and asked Empress Dowager Liu.

"Officer Xu Dali said that when the first emperor was in power, the old Patriarch of the Chen family once cut his will in the court. Is it true? What is the reason? But no one in the Chen family admits this, and they all refuse to admit it."

"Also, there was an uprising at Min Lake before, and Lin Jing, who led it later, is said to have gone to Taiyun Mountain to become a monk. Is this also true?"

"One more thing..."

Empress Dowager Liu leaned on the couch, propped her head, and waved to him: "You asked me like this for a while, and I can't remember clearly. You start, and I will tell you slowly."

"Hmm..." Fu You thought for a while, and finally said, "Then tell me about your life, according to the time, if I have any questions, I will ask you."

"also."

"Then tell me, maybe I can write a biography for you?"

"Don't you set it up for the emperor first, but for me first?"

"The queen mother is the same." Fuyou smiled at her, picked up the bamboo slips, "You tell me."

Empress Dowager Liu looked up at the tent and thought about it: "I was born in the eighth year of the First Emperor's accession to the throne, on March [-]th, and my name is 'Liu Ping'."

"At that time, the Liu family was not the head of the family, it was considered middle-class. My uncle was the head of the Liu family, and our family was considered a relatively distant relative."

"Three years later, on June [-], my younger brother, Liu Rong, was also born."

"When he was 13 years old, he was bullied by a group of princes and grandchildren in the hunting ground. I went up to help him out, rode a horse, and shot ten arrows, each of which hit the bull's-eye."

"Because of this matter, I was favored by the prince at that time, and later the late emperor, and entered the palace. Because of this matter, A Rong even fought with the prince, and the late emperor said that he would never let me down."

"That's why later, A Rong insisted on relying on his military merits to prevent the late emperor from accepting his concubine. But the late emperor still hid it from me and secretly raised a few sons."

Empress Dowager Liu looked at the light smoke curling up from the incense burner, and her voice became softer and softer, as if she was about to fall asleep.

In the evening of that day, Fuyou walked out of Changle Palace with a bookcase on his back.

Qin Gou was waiting for him outside.

Fuyou stepped forward and patted him on the back: "Let's go."

Qin Gou turned his head, took the bookcase on his back naturally, and carried it on his own.

The two walked side by side on the palace road without saying a word.

Fuyou wrote and wrote all day, and his hands were a little sore. He shook his hand and accidentally touched Qin Gou's hand. Before he could shrink back, Qin Gou grabbed his hand.

Fuyou didn't say anything, and he led the way.

After dinner in the evening, Fuyou washed up, sat cross-legged on the couch, and arranged all the bamboo slips for today in front of him.

Qin Gou turned into a wolf again, curled up, and lay down behind him, with his tail wrapped around Fuyou's waist, sweeping him with the tip of his tail, thinking secretly, almost stuck into Fuyou's clothes several times.

Fuyou concentrated on arranging the bamboo slips, put the twelve bamboo slips into a pile, and tied them up with straw ropes so that they would be easy to find later.

After Fuyou had finished tidying up the bamboo slips, Qin Gou poked his tail in.

Fuyou twisted his neck: "Don't move around."

Qin Gou snorted, and changed back into a human form, with only a wolf's tail like a big broom: "Scratch your itch."

"..." Fuyou choked, "It doesn't itch at first, but the more you make it, the weirder it becomes."

Qin Gou put his tail back, sat up, and hugged Fuyou from behind, resting his chin on his shoulder: "Are you ready? Fuyou, you haven't spoken to me all day."

"I just said it during the meal." Fuyou put away all the returned bamboo slips and put them in a box, "Are you a wolf? I think you look more like..."

Qin Gou answered, "Puppy."

Fu You looked back at him, smiled, and scratched his chin: "So will this be comfortable?"

"Yes." Qin Gou raised his head, "Very comfortable."

Fuyou knelt on the couch, approached Qin Gou, held his face with both hands, rubbed it with his thumbs, and pulled his hair like pulling a wolf's ears.

Finally, he lowered his head and approached, touching Qin Gou's slightly cold thin lips.

They parted soon, and Fuyou said with a smile, "Qin Gou, I reward you."

Qin Gou opened his palm and supported him on the waist: "What good thing have I done again? To reward me, please explain clearly, I will continue to do it next time."

Fu You smiled, pressing his forehead against his: "You set off fireworks for Queen Mother Liu, you understand what feelings are like, you understand that the people here are real people, and you have learned to compromise and be patient."

Fuyou kissed him again: "So I reward you."

Qin Gou paused, looked into his eyes, and said honestly, "The fireworks are actually set off for you."

"..." Fu You pursed the corners of his lips, "Then I will take back the reward."

Qin Gou pressed the back of his head and returned the two kisses to him.

Fuyou grabbed the clothes on his back, pulling out many crumpled marks.

In the dim candlelight, Qin Gou wiped his hands with the jacket that Fuyou took off. Fuyou's waist was limp, and he was carried back to the bed by him.

Qin Gou settled him down, changed him into a new tunic, covered him with a quilt, lowered the curtains, hugged Fuyou's tunic, and went outside lightly.

He closed the door of the inner room, turned around, leaned against the door, lowered his head, and buried his face in Fuyou's coat.

On the inner couch, Fuyou hugged the quilt, turned over, and buried his face in the quilt.

I don't know how long it took, but Fuyou was so tired that he was about to fall asleep. Qin Gou, covered in moisture, tiptoed off the quilt, got in, and hugged Fuyou.

Qin Gou's body was a little icy, which made Fuyou tremble.

It was too cold, Fuyou pushed his chest, trying to stay away from him.

Of course Qin Gou refused, and breathed on him again to keep warm.

Fuyou moaned, "You..."

Qin Gou said first, "I didn't eat any sheep bones today, I brushed my teeth."

Fuyou kicked his feet: "You are cold..."

Qin Gou pressed him into his arms and rubbed his arms: "Don't move around, you'll be warm soon."

Fuyou howled lazily, turned over, lay down on the bed, buried his face in the pillow, and complained sullenly: "Why have you been out for so long? Don't go out next time."

Qin Gou's voice was low: "If you don't go out next time, you want me to settle it here?"

"Whatever you want." Fuyou patted him, "Little wolf, make your tail come out."

Fuyou rubbed the wolf's tail for a long time, and slept with the wolf's tail in his arms for a whole night, before he managed to calm down.

New Year's Eve is coming soon.

This year's New Year's Eve is the same as in previous years, offering sacrifices to heaven and palace banquets.

To the surprise of the courtiers, after regaining power, the emperor did not exterminate the Liu family, but deprived the Liu family of all titles and official positions, and drove them back to their hometowns to farm.

As for Empress Dowager Liu, the emperor did not pursue it further, but instead let her stay in the palace to recuperate.

This year's New Year's Eve palace banquet, Empress Dowager Liu unexpectedly attended the banquet.

It's just that she didn't stay for too long, sat for a while, and then went back.

Go back and pack your things, ready to go.

A few days later, the heavy snow stopped.

Empress Dowager Liu couldn't wait, she wanted to go to the other courtyard in the south to see General Liu immediately.

The carriage was waiting outside the palace gate, only Fuyou came out to see her off.

Empress Dowager Liu changed into casual clothes and was supported by her attendants.

What should be said has been said before, and now it is just some repetitive words.

Empress Dowager Liu said: "You write history books, if there is anything unclear, you can ask someone to ask me."

Fuyou nodded: "I know."

"The last time I talked about Li Zhuan, I just said it casually. If you really can't stand the pressure of those old-fashioned people, it doesn't matter if you don't need to write me anything. I don't care about it."

"I know, but don't worry, I will do my best." Fuyou thought for a while, "It's not because of anything else, it's just because the Queen Mother is important enough."

"Okay." The Empress Dowager exchanged a few words with him briefly, and then went to the carriage.

Before leaving, she lifted the curtain of the carriage and said to Fuyou: "Your Majesty likes you so much."

Fu You froze for a moment, not knowing why she suddenly said this.

Empress Dowager Liu said again: "When you are not around, he is waiting for you every day."

Fuyou finally poked his neck and said, "That's what he should."

Empress Dowager Liu raised her eyes, said nothing else to him, lowered the curtain, and the carriage started to rattle.

Fuyou stood where he was, watched the carriage go away and disappeared from sight, and then turned around.

Unexpectedly, Qin Gou was standing behind him, silent.

Fu You was taken aback by him, and patted him: "Why don't you talk?"

Qin Gou hugged him: "It's what I should do."

It turned out that he heard it.

Fuyou stroked his hair: "What are you doing? Are you angry? Did you choose it yourself?"

Qin Gou lowered his head and replied softly, "Yes."

He chose it himself, and he loved it.

After New Year's Eve, Fuyou had to pack his bags and go to collect poems. This year, he had to stay in the Yangju Hall for a few days.

That night, Fuyou had dinner and leaned on the couch to read a book.

He ate a bit too much at night, so Qin Gou rubbed his stomach for him.

Qin Gou kneaded, then lay down, with his head on Fuyou's lap, his hands kept moving, and continued to rub his stomach.

Fuyou also touched his head.

Qin Gou turned to look at him, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't speak, and finally just rubbed his hand.

I don't know how long it took, Fuyou finished reading the book in his hand, put down the bamboo slips, and patted Qin Gou's hand rubbing his stomach: "Stop rubbing, I'm hungry."

Qin Gou withdrew his hand and didn't answer. When Fuyou raised his eyes, he saw Qin Gou looking at him.

His eyes were wet and glowing in the candlelight, it was poor.

Fuyou sat up, looked down at him, and rubbed his ears: "What's wrong with you?"

Qin Gou whispered, "You're leaving tomorrow."

Fuyou couldn't help laughing: "I'll be back when the next winter comes."

"Too long." Qin Gou complained.

"I promised to see you in winter, and I can't go back on my word."

"No regrets."

Fuyou smiled: "Now you can't help but regret it." He pushed Qin Gou's shoulder: "You rubbed it all, and I'm hungry again."

Qin Gou understood and sat up: "What do you want to eat?"

"Eat whatever you want, you can figure it out."

"Yes."

Fu You suddenly said: "I want a jug of fruit wine."

Hearing this, Qin Gou looked back at him, feeling in a daze that he had heard wrong.

Fuyou doesn't know how to drink, so how could he ask for wine?

Fuyou was magnanimous, looked at him, and repeated softly: "I said, I want a jug of fruit wine to warm myself up, don't you have it here?"

Qin Gou nodded: "Understood, I'll get it."

He put on his clothes, turned and went out, and ordered his attendants.

Not long after, Cui Zhi came in with a group of young eunuchs.

Put a small case on the couch, arrange the dishes, and several dishes are piled on top.

A pair of jade cups, Cui Zhi wanted to pour wine for Fuyou, but Qin Gou called out: "Put it down."

Cui Zhi understood, put the jug by Qin Gou's hand, and led the people out.

Qin Gou picked up the jug and poured half a glass of crystal clear fruit wine for Fuyou: "Eat something to fill your stomach first, a little is enough, if you get drunk again, you won't be able to leave tomorrow."

Fuyou lowered his head, smelled the fruit wine, then looked up at him: "I thought you didn't want me to go."

Qin Gou paused: "I think so, but you won't be happy."

After eating two small dishes, Fuyou took another sip of the fruit wine. With moist eyes, he poured the remaining fruit wine into his own glass and said with a smile, "I'm not unhappy, Qin Gou, are you not happy?" Happy?"

"No."

"Are you unhappy? Then today we will be married, you should be happy, right?"

A very familiar sentence.

It was what Qin Gou said to Fuyou before, and Fuyou remembered everything, not a single word.

Qin Gou felt a dull pain in his heart, but Fuyou still hated him in his heart.

Fuyou propped up his hands, holding the jade cup, fingertips lightly and deftly flicking and pressing the edge of the cup back and forth.His eyes were clear, and he wanted to see a trace of loss of control on Qin Gou's face.

Well, Fuyou is in the fire.

He still hated Qin Gou, but not as strongly as before.

When Qin Gou performed well, he didn't hesitate to reward him.

But after giving him a little sweetness, just when Qin Gou was about to float up, thinking that they were going to reconcile, he knocked the little wolf on the head, knocking the little wolf back to its original shape, so don't get carried away.

Fuyou admits that Qin Gou really likes him very much, and has treated him very well these past few years, obedient and obedient.

But he didn't want to make up with Qin Gou yet.

He just likes to be indifferent to Qin Gou and do whatever he wants, just like Qin Gou did to him back then.

Fuyou still enjoys the current relationship.

The dominance is in his hands, he is free, he can do whatever he likes, and when he comes back in winter, he is like a little squirrel that has spent the winter.

What if the reconciliation happened, Qin Gou changed again, and the little squirrel, who was finally free, was put in shackles again?

Qin Gou didn't dare to lose his temper with him now.If he loses his temper, that's just right, their reconciliation game is over, and he doesn't have to entangle Qin Gou anymore.

How can reconciliation be so easy?Where does this go?

When Fuyou returns to Qin Gou what Qin Gou did to him in the past, he will then consider whether to make up.

Fuyou, who has learned the most important thing to live comfortably, is a shrewd little villain who "revenges everything".

Fuyou's gaze wandered over Qin Gou's face for a while, but he didn't see any superfluous expression on Qin Gou's face. Feeling bored, he pursed his mouth and lowered his head to eat the vegetables.

Qin Gou picked up some food for him, Fuyou took a bite and asked, "Why aren't you angry when I bully you like this?"

"It's what I said, you give it back to me, I deserve it." Qin Gou looked at him, "Besides, you're not fierce at all, and you don't act like one at all."

Fuyou raised his head, gritted his teeth, and waved his paw at him: "Shut up."

Qin Gou smiled and flattered him sparingly: "Fuyou is so cute."

"do not talk……"

He really is, ordinary verbal sarcasm has no effect on him.

Originally, he wanted to satirize him, but Qin Gou found everything Fuyou did cute.

No use at all.

Fuyou poked the dishes with his chopsticks, then pointed to the jug, asked him to pour wine for himself, and said intentionally: "I'm going to pick poetry until I'm 80, so let's wait until we're 80 and then get back together, what do you think?" How about it?"

Qin Gou nodded, and said seriously, "Yes."

Fuyou pursed her lips: "Do you think it's okay to get along like this before the age of 80?"

Qin Gou's expression didn't change: "It's fine, I'll listen to you."

Fuyou put down his chopsticks: "Then let's get married tonight, how about it? Although it's a bit crude. In the future, I will go outside to collect poems, and you will stay in the palace to wait for me. I come back every winter. You are not allowed to get involved with other people. Let me know, and I don't want you."

"it is good."

Fuyou thought that Qin Gou would be unhappy, but in fact Qin Gou couldn't wish for it.

Fuyou tried his best to act like a grandson wandering in the flowers. He turned around, rummaged through his bookcase, found a half-worn fan from the bottom, and threw it to Qin Gou.

"Take it." Fuyou put all his strength into "bullying" him, and proudly raised his feet.

Qin Gou also followed him, raising his fan to cover his face like a young lady in a green cottage.

Fuyou looked funny, rolled his eyes, stretched out his hand, and brushed his hair: "Qin Gou, it looks quite similar."

Fuyou casually pulled a red thread and tied the jade cups of the two of them.

He asked casually, "Qin Gou, who taught you to put a red cloth on your head when you get married? Also, who taught you to drink with both hands together when you get married?"

Qin Gou said: "I saw it in other worlds, I thought it was the same here."

What kind of serious ancient etiquette is there in the last days? He can know the red hijab and handing out a cup of wine, but he doesn't know the specific age, so he has already dabbled extensively.

Fuyou brushed away the fan in front of him, and handed the jade cup to him.

A pair of jade cups are tied together with a red thread. The red thread is a bit short. If they want to drink, they have to get closer and their foreheads touch their foreheads.

Qin Gou drank the fruit wine in the glass, and when he looked up, he saw Fuyou's eyes drooping and his cheeks flushed.

He only drank half of the glass, then put down the glass: "No more."

Because of the past, he always had reservations about Qin Gou.

When Qin Gou saw it, he didn't say anything. He just put the wine glass inside for fear that it would break later.

The two people who were sitting face to face sat together, and Fuyou put both feet on Qin Gou's warm chest to keep warm.

It was so comfortable, when Fuyou was about to fall asleep and was in a daze, he heard Qin Gou ask him, "Fuyou, can you like me a little bit?"

Fu You smiled, grabbed his neck with both hands, opened his eyes, and said innocently, "I like you very much right now."

"Am I still bad? You like me a little more."

"Qin Gou, I love and hate you at the same time, until now I still hate more than I love." Fu You said solemnly, "Little wolf, if you want me to like you more, then you have to behave yourself, don't come bother me, got it?"

Qin Gou nodded: "I know."

Fuyou raised her head and touched the corner of his mouth.

Qin Gou kissed back, performed well, and asked in a low voice in his ear: "Do you like me a little bit more?" He touched Fuyou's stomach: "It's already a lot."

When Fuyou was in a daze again, Qin Gou took the opportunity to pick up the jade cup on the table, raised his head to soak up the remaining half of the glass of wine, then turned his head and passed it to Fuyou.

Fuyou was choked and coughed.Out of breath, she raised her hand and patted him on the shoulder.

Tonight, Qin Gou didn't have to run out with Fuyou's middle coat anymore. He carried Fuyou back from the hot spring behind him, and hugged Fuyou under the quilt to sleep.

Fuyou was a little tired, and he was about to fall asleep. Qin Gou hugged him, and suddenly remembered something, and asked softly, "Fuyou, why don't you stay an extra day tomorrow? You can't leave like this."

Fuyou snorted twice: "...No, I have to leave tomorrow."

Qin Gou's head was against his shoulder: "Don't go, just stay for one more day."

"No." Fuyou covered his face, "I want to get married when I go back... Huaiyu wants to get married..."

He said this in a low voice and vaguely, Qin Gou only vaguely heard a few words.

But even with only a few words, Qin Gou regained his energy and sat up from the couch.

What?Go back and get married?And that Huaiyu?

He looked at Fuyou in disbelief, Fuyou fell asleep after saying that, Qin Gou's hand that was stretched out to push him stopped halfway, but in the end he still didn't wake him up.

What's the meaning?What did Fuyou mean by that?

Fuyou wants to go back and marry Huaiyu?

Then he...

No wonder, no wonder Fuyou still said today that he wanted to marry him. Fuyou knew that he would be angry because of this matter, so he casually used marriage to appease him.

Qin Gou looked at Fuyou, his eyes turned red.His hands and feet were numb, his heart was sore, and his eyes were sore.

How can this be so?

But why couldn't Fuyou do this?A long time ago, when Qin Gou wanted to establish a queen, he also used this method to prevaricate Fuyou.

Fuyou even gave him some leeway, asking him several times before that if he wanted to continue.

Sitting next to Fuyou, Qin Gou looked at Fuyou's sleeping profile, he didn't even dare to wake Fuyou up to ask him, he could only blame himself.

After all, he used this method first, and Fuyou learned it.

Qin Gou, who was worried about gains and losses, clenched his back molars tightly to prevent the werewolf from involuntarily making a "woo-woo" sound when he was too sad.

With red eyes, he lifted the quilt, got into the bed again, and hugged Fuyou tightly.

He was frozen outside the quilt for a while, Fuyou disliked him a bit: "...it's very cold."

"Fuyou, are you still asleep?"

"I fell asleep, but you woke up from the cold."

Qin Gou couldn't bear it anymore, with red eyes, he hugged Fuyou tightly, buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder, and a cold tear fell on Fuyou's neck.