Horror games are not important, I sleep in them

The red dress that Fu Shi was wearing was embroidered with unknown flowers. The hidden gold threads were visible under the morning light, making the young man look even more beautiful.

He was not used to having long hair, but since he was in ancient times, he could not break the rules here, so he obediently let Shi Fu use a jade hairpin to tie up his hair.

But this combination seems to highlight the youth's unrestrainedness. The flamboyant red clothes and the seemingly casual hairstyle, coupled with the young man's face, made Jiu Qiansui feel that his heart had never beat so fast in his life.

Fu Shi walked in front of Shi Fu. He walked backwards and then turned around, seeming very relaxed.

Shi Fu suddenly remembered the dream that he had long forgotten. He asked, "Are you free now?"

Fu Shi paused, he stopped in the corridor and looked up at the sky with white clouds floating in it.

He was a free kite, but he had flown to this house and landed on the eaves.

He can walk when he wants to, stop when he wants to, and even take the time restraint and the hour with him if he wants to go.

The kite string that bound him had broken long ago. He no longer cared about the string that was so long that it held him back. He belonged to freedom.

So Fu Shi turned his head and smiled broadly at Shi Fu's somewhat uneasy gaze. He smiled and said, "I belong to myself, and you belong to me."

Shi Fu also laughed, and he reached out to hold Fu Shi's hand: "Okay, I belong to you."

Su Lu and Zhu Lu, who were waiting at the dining room door, looked at each other and saw helplessness in each other's eyes.

How should I put it? I would have thought that this couple had known each other for a long time, they are so affectionate.

If Fu Shi heard this question, he would answer firmly yes.

Of course not, Shi Fu had been with him since he was 13 years old, until he was freed at the age of 29, that's 16 years.

When Fu Shi talked about this, he felt a little proud.

There is no other reason, it's just because the actual age of his current body is only 21, and the time binding is 24, which means he has directly returned to youth, so it's not a loss.

The two of them walked into the house hand in hand. Breakfast had already been set, with twelve kinds of side dishes alone. If you ask, the cook would say he received a reward and wanted to use all his life's skills to thank the Ninth Thousand Year Old.

In addition to the side dishes, there are also some stir-fried vegetables, which are light but delicious. Fu Shi praised them after eating them.

When he is happy, Fu is happy. It is very simple for Jiu Qian Sui to be happy.

"Reward." Shi Fu said with a smile, and personally added a bowl of porridge to Fu Shi: "Eat slowly, there is a lot."

Fu Shi nodded. He had just eaten a whole steamed bun and was chewing it now. His cheeks looked very cute with their bulging cheeks.

If Sheng Nancheng and He Feng saw this scene, they would probably ask why he didn't do this when he was having dinner with them.

Fu Shi had been a fan of many horror games before, but he had never been as careless about his image as he is now.

But the way he eats is not ugly. If I have to say something, the Nine Thousand Year Old Man has only one thing to say: "The Sun".

Perhaps because Shi Fu's eyes were a little enthusiastic, Fu Shi also picked up a steamed bun for him and said sincerely, "It's delicious."

"Hmm." Shi Fu agreed, took a bite and said again: "All are given."

Fu Shi chuckled.

Fei Niao watched it clearly from the side. Normally, her master would stop eating after a few bites, but this time he drank two bowls of porridge! He ate two steamed buns! He ate everything the little master picked up!

Hidori was so moved that she almost cried.

She was good at poison, so she knew how torturous Xue Jianhan was, and she also knew that her master's desire to survive was not that strong at all.

But things seemed different after the young master came. Their master became alive, as if he had finally merged into the human world, no longer separated from everything, and truly accepted everything.

Woo woo woo, this is all thanks to the young master!

At this moment, Fei Niao just wanted to pull others to kowtow to Fu Shi, but unfortunately she didn't dare.

It's so funny. She was afraid that if she kowtowed suddenly, she would scare the young master, and then she would be finished.

Even though less than a day had passed, they had all seen the master's attitude towards the young master.

That was treated as an eyeball, no! It was hundreds of times more important than an eyeball, and it hurt!

Hidori felt relieved.

Only love can balance the endless hatred, pull the master out of the endless maze, and make the master see things beyond hatred.

The surging anger and hatred accumulated over the years will not have a good end if they erupt. That is the master's wish to destroy everything. Fei Niao knows it, and everyone else knows it too.

They all knew what the emperor had done and what the imperial concubine had done. Everyone in the world knew it, but no one had ever stood on the side of the master. However, Fei Niao knew that things were different now.

My Lord, their little master will stand firmly beside the notorious Ninth Thousand Year Old Man and tell him that the bad reputation means nothing.

One day, those evil deeds will disappear, and everyone will know what Jiu Qian Sui has done. At that time, Jiu Qian Sui will no longer be a traitor, and all the infamy he has carried will be cleared.

Fei Niao's eyes were a little moist. She turned her head to the window to suppress the tears in her eyes, but she saw something floating down outside.

"Master, it's snowing." The bluebird, who was also observing outside the window, was the first to shout out in surprise: "This is the first snow of the year!"

Hearing this, Fu Shi looked up toward the window. Sure enough, there were some goose-feather-like snowflakes falling down, which looked even more beautiful against the quaint eaves.

"It looks good." Fu Shi sighed, "I want to make a snowman."

Shi Fu looked at the falling snow and said, "If the snow doesn't stop, it will be over in the afternoon."

Fu Shi cheered, finished the remaining porridge in the bowl, and walked into the study with Shi Fu.

Yesterday, Shi Fu spent the whole day with him and many things were not dealt with. They were all piled up, and now he has time to look at them.

Those things that were considered confidential were placed on the table. Shi Fu did not even avoid Fu Shi as he flipped through them one by one and gave his results.

Fei Niao and Qing Niao each contributed a storybook and handed it to Fu Shi like presenting a treasure, wanting him to lie on the couch and read it, saying that this is what was written in the storybook. The king was carefully reviewing it, and his lovely wife was lying on the couch next to him reading the storybook. The atmosphere was so wonderful.

Fu Shi took the script and said helplessly: "I'm not a delicate wife, let alone you, I can beat all seven of you."

“No, no, no!” Fei Niao hurriedly stopped him: “It’s enough for you to hit us, don’t hit the master! You must have a good relationship with the master!”

Fu Shi:……?

Is this the point?

However, Fu Shi did not argue with Feiniao. He walked to the desk and casually opened a booklet to read.

The booklet should contain the results of the investigation into yesterday's events. Fu Shi read through it quickly and came to a conclusion in his mind.

Fu Anle's insults to Shi Fu must have been deliberately guided in order to make the Anguo Marquisate pack up and throw their own prince to the Nine Thousand Year Old Man, so that the vengeful Nine Thousand Year Old Man would torture the prince to death, ruining the Nine Thousand Year Old Man's reputation and causing him to attract more hatred from the people.

But Fu Shi subconsciously felt that it shouldn't be just like this.

Regarding the relationship between the current emperor and Shi Fu, Fu Shi had only one evaluation after reading the memories of this body, which was that the emperor was too cowardly.

But for a king of a different surname to sit on the throne, he must have some ability, and this shouldn't be the case.

So it's definitely not that simple.

Fu Shi stood in front of the table and flipped through the confidential information. Shi Fu not only did not stop him, but also signaled Fei Niao to bring a chair over for Fu Shi.

He picked out a few related booklets and placed them in front of Fu Shi. He couldn't help but sigh as he watched Fu Shi's expression change from confusion to understanding and then to ridicule.

His children are indeed smart.

"So the dog emperor actually has no military power." Fu Shi tapped the table with his fingertips: "He just wants to raise private soldiers."

"Yes, he went through so much trouble just to let the common people know that I, a traitor and lawless minister, must not be allowed to stay, and to let those righteous people who want to eliminate me join the uprising army." Shi Fu chuckled. He took the map and unfolded it to Fu Shi: "Although the uprising army is far away in Anning County, thousands of miles away from Kyoto, the person behind the scenes is indeed Zhao Yan, the current emperor."

"He spent so much time, money, and connections to choose a small and inconspicuous place like Anning County, but he didn't guess that I was the real ruler of this small place, and he didn't guess that the leader of the rebels was my man."

Fu Shi really couldn't hold it back, he burst out laughing: "Really?"

"Really." Seeing Fu Shi's smile, Shi Fu couldn't hide his smile either. He nodded and said, "The rebel army now has more than 10,000 people. Zhao Yan plans to start marching in December and will be able to attack Kyoto in March next year and take my head."

"You really gave him face." Fu Shi snorted coldly: "It won't be March next year. In a few days, I will be able to take the head of the dog emperor."

"So powerful?" Shi Fu stretched out his hand towards Fu Shi: "Let me see."

In fact, everyone stepped back voluntarily, leaving Fu Shi and Shi Fu hugging each other.

Fu Shi felt that the other person's body temperature seemed to never warm up, as if asking why he was poisoned.

But he believed that Shi Fu would tell him on his own initiative, so he wouldn't ask.

Although he had only been here for one day, Shi Fu had actually lived here for twenty-four years.

Fu Shi didn't know what kind of injustices Shi Fu had suffered in the past twenty-four years. He only remembered that when he saw Shi Fu for the first time yesterday, he felt familiar with him and that Shi Fu was really good at pretending.

How could I pretend nothing happened when I was so sad? Why did I pretend I was standing on a busy street when I was all alone with snow all around? Why did I control myself so well when I clearly wanted to destroy everything?

Now when Fu Shi thought about it, he felt like he was seeing himself long ago.

"When I crawled out of hell, you were the only one to accompany me." Fu Shi rested his head on Shi Fu's shoulder: "I was clearly begging for death, and after begging for so much, I was able to beg you. I am very happy."

Shi Fu hugged the person in his arms tightly, and he hummed softly.

"I wrote you a love letter before, but you haven't replied to me yet." Fu Shi closed his eyes: "Will you give it to me?"

"I will." Shi Fu immediately replied, "Child, read it to me again."

Fu Shi sniffed: "It might be a bit hypocritical."

"No." Shi Fu rejected it outright: "It must be filled with your unspoken love."

Fu Shi's nose felt a little sour.

It's more of a farewell letter than a love letter.

It was also the only thought he left for Shi Fu before he died.

He knew that time was tight and he never expected a reply, but now he got one.

"I am about to encounter the freedom that has troubled me all my life, and you are forced to walk with me without worries. I am sorry."

"You want me to like you, but perhaps my feelings for you have long surpassed liking and can be called love, but this love is too heavy and I dare not say it out loud. I can only write these regrets into a love letter."

"What's worse is that I don't know how to write a love letter. You know, my knowledge about relationships is really limited. I asked other people for help but didn't get any good help. I had no choice but to go ahead with it."

"But I think if it's a love letter, the part about 'love' should always be emphasized repeatedly, so I can say I love you, I love you very much, I don't know why, I just love you."

"That phrase 'love you forever' always makes me feel a little problematic, a feeling I can't describe, but I still want to borrow it. I will love you until the end of my life, even though that end is very near."

"So Shi Fu, if there really is an afterlife, please show up earlier and keep me by your side, okay?"

"Since we parted, I hope we can meet again in the next life."

After this separation, they will be able to meet again without the need for an afterlife.

Fu Shi thought about it, he patted Shi Fu's back a little embarrassedly: "Don't cry."

The arrogant Nine Thousand Year Old's eyes turned red. He buried his head in the young man's neck, feeling the beating pulse and breathed a sigh of relief.

He seemed to see the young man being stabbed through the heart and dying after dawn.

That was truly the most magnificent farewell, the rising dawn saw him off, and no matter how anxious Shi Fu was, he could not hold on to the edge of the young man's clothes.

"Okay, you have to write me a reply." Fu Shi coaxed in a gentle voice: "Nine thousand years old, if you cry, you will be laughed at."

Shi Fu chuckled: "You are the only one who dares to laugh at me."

Fu Shi chuckled, patted Shi Fu on the back and then let him go. He looked at Shi Fu expectantly: "Reply! Reply!"

After saying that, he grabbed a brush and put it into Shifu's hand, then sat obediently beside him waiting for Shifu to start writing.

Shi Fu thought he looked very cute like this: "Just watching me write?"

Fu Shi nodded vigorously and moved forward to get closer: "Just watch you write!"

As a man of nine thousand years old, he naturally couldn't bear to refuse, so he could only begin to consider how to respond.

Jiu Qiansui held the pen for a long time without putting it down. Fu Shi was not in a hurry. He just held his chin and sighed in his heart as he watched Shi Fu thinking seriously.

His boyfriend is so handsome, it’s a pity that he can’t be shown off.

And one more thing!

Humph! Those who can't stand up will learn what strength is!

Now it seems that all the initiative is in his hands, so how far ahead is he!

Fu Shi was very happy and automatically ignored his weak legs.

The fool still thinks he can do it, which seems a bit overestimating his own abilities.