Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

When Fu Cheng was sick, she seldom spoke, and she didn't like to go out.

In the past, he always stayed alone in the house quietly, or played with his favorite delicate ornaments, or buried under the blanket to sleep, and even ate very little food.

As the eldest son of the Marquis of Anding and after being an old national teacher, Fucheng has always had quite a few servants around him, at least the configuration of attendants according to the standards of the eldest son of the Houfu is completely complete.

But just like the nurses in the past, the maids and servants are constrained by their status, and they are often only responsible for taking care of his basic food and daily life, and they dare not ask or say more.

In Fu Cheng's eyes, they are like strangers living together under the same roof.

Yu Hanzhou was different, Yu Hanzhou would take the initiative to take care of him, coax him to sleep, and protect him.

For several days in a row, Fu Cheng's illness didn't get better, and he suffered repeated attacks, which made him lose all energy.

Even sitting in the sunlight, the young man still had melancholy brows and eyes, and Mi Li's face was pale and fragile, like an eggplant beaten by frost, wilting.

He was weak in the heart of his illness, and he couldn't get excited about anything, so he relied on Yu Hanzhou even more. He always had to be coaxed by Yu Hanzhou for a long time to feel better.

It's just that the court is busy with everything, even if Yu Hanzhou asks for leave to accompany him for a few days, he still can't stay away from the court.

On this day, because Fu Cheng's condition improved a little last night, and he smiled a little bit, Yu Hanzhou got up early to arrange the waiters, turned his head and went to court.

In some dim bed curtains, Fu Cheng was curled up and buried in the quilt, holding an exquisite black gold ebony folding fan in his hand, the cool fan handle pressed against his hot chin, his eyes were half-closed from tiredness, as if at any time will fall asleep.

He has been in this position for almost an hour, because it has lasted for too long, the white and soft skin on the chin has even worn out deep red marks, with slight pain and itching.

But Fu Chengwei was half asleep and half awake feeling the discomfort, and just remained motionless.

The drooping brows and eyes drooped softly, and every inch was astonishingly beautiful. At this moment, the young man seemed to be more beautiful than before, but no one appreciated it at all.

At least, Fu Cheng herself was too lazy to even get up, and she didn't even look in the mirror when she washed up.

When he got up today, Yu Hanzhou had already gone to court, and the maid came in to take care of Fu Cheng to wash up, and prepared meals, but Fu Cheng ate half a bowl of porridge, then lazily returned to the gauze tent, and never came out again.

The maid, Chang Qingwu, was a little worried about his situation, but Fu Cheng didn't call for anyone, and he sent the servant out as soon as he lifted the curtain to go in. They really had nothing to do if they didn't let him in to disturb him.

After Yu Hanzhou went out all morning, Fu Cheng fell asleep in a daze all morning, and even the hexagram in his mind reminded him of such a big thing as "the degree of seduction is 7/10", he was indifferent.

Yu Hanzhou explained to him that day, and it was impossible not to increase the progress after doing such an intimate thing with him.

Fu Cheng turned over slowly, opened her eyes again, and yawned.

Hexagram: [You have not stepped out of the room for five days. 】

Fu Cheng glanced at it and ignored it.

Isn't this a basic operation for the autistic salted fish quilt demon?

Have you seen which little quilt can fly outside?

Hexagram image: [You have legs. 】

Fu Cheng tried to move her legs.

No strength, as soft as noodles.

Hexagram: 【??? Waste????】

Fu Cheng looked at it coldly.

The scolding is so unqualified that even God will block you.

The hexagram had no choice but to give up, saying: [You should actively seduce. 】

Fu Cheng was a little puzzled.

Yu Hanzhou accompanied him every day, coaxing him on the couch and under the bed, what difference does it make if he doesn't go out or not?

These words are somewhat arrogant and arrogant, and the hexagrams have been exposed to the sun, but they are still very dedicated to remind:

【Yu Hanzhou is the head of all the officials. Just a few days of leave to accompany you has caused criticism, and it is impossible to accompany you for a long time. 】

[In the future, he will go out to do errands more frequently, and there will be more beauties outside, you should work harder. 】

Hearing this, Fu Cheng closed her eyes and rested for a while, then put down her folding fan, sat up slowly, and leaned against the head of the bed.

He touched the cool fan, thought for a while, and said: "It's okay, let Yu Hanzhou take me with you next time."

【…】

The hexagram probably did not expect the decadent Fucheng to be so active suddenly, fluctuating for a while, as if uncertain of the boy's mind.

But Fucheng was just tired from lying down at the moment, and thought it would be good to go out for a walk with Yu Hanzhou.

He hadn't been ashore yet, and he hadn't seen the unique customs and customs in the capital of the Northern Dynasty, so he was always curious.

It's just that once I get sick these few days, no matter how great my expectations are, it disappears, and it's hard to control myself.

Fu Cheng lowered her head, touched her reddened chin, put down her hand again, squeezed the folding fan tightly, and was silently lost in thought.

He often sits in a daze like this recently, and often stays motionless when he is lost in thought.

Gua Xiang always thought that he had his own ideas, and so did the maids.

But in fact, Fu Cheng was really just in a daze, his mind was so empty that he couldn't even think of anything.

He didn't know what kind of illness he had. After all, psychiatry and the intelligent AI research and development he specialized in before were two completely different disciplines, and he almost never paid attention to it.

Fu Cheng sat quietly for a long time, suddenly seemed to hear a burst of laughter.

He frowned slightly, raised his eyes to look out, and asked, "Gua Xiang, who is laughing?"

This came out somewhat wrong, Gua Xiang observed him cautiously, and said: [No one laughs. 】

"Oh." Fu Cheng calmed down, but the peaceful mood just now seemed to have been broken.

He closed his eyes tiredly, and reached out to pull the bell.

Qingwu heard it from outside, hurriedly opened the door and came in, knelt outside the gauze tent and asked: "What is your order?"

Fu Cheng looked at the hazy shadow of the woman behind the bead curtain, and said softly, "When will Yu Hanzhou come back?"

"My lord, my lord just let Kuai Ma send a letter ahead of time, and it will arrive in about a stick of incense." Qing Wu had a bad intuition, fearing that something might happen to him again, he hurriedly raised his voice to respond.

"En." Fu Cheng nodded and sent the person away.

Gua Xiang has been watching him secretly, just in case, he still thinks about it: 【Do you want to sleep for a while? 】

Originally, I didn't know that Fucheng had this kind of spiritual hidden danger, so Guaxiang insisted on changing the countermeasures and left him to execute the fate line, but now I found that Fucheng was not in good condition, and the progress might be delayed, so Guaxiang had to wait and see Keep an eye on him.

Fu Cheng didn't seem to hear the words that seemed to be concerned, and only frowned, listening attentively to the vague laughter.

After a while, he grabbed the pillow and pulled it, as if his whole body had relaxed, and said, "It's Fu Cheng's voice."

Hexagram image: [Original owner? 】

"En." Fu Cheng nodded.

For some reason, he suddenly thought about it, curled his brows and eyes, and smiled at Guaxiang: "My disease should cause delusions and hallucinations. The original owner has a great influence on me, so I can hear him laugh."

The hexagrams fluctuated for a while, he hesitated and said: [But he can't affect you anymore, can he? 】

"Then how is it possible?" Fu Cheng slightly tilted her head and said, "Don't you know? He is looking at me."

As soon as the words fell, the hexagrams in my mind suddenly went dark.

Fu Cheng blinked quietly, and said in a low voice: "I'll just make a random guess, and you'll be scared. You're even afraid of a mental patient, so why do you have the guts to keep looking at me?"

The hexagram did not respond.

Fu Cheng withdrew his attention.

In fact, Gua Xiang didn't do anything about it, it's just that Fu Cheng had frequent hallucinations these days.

At the beginning, I only heard the vague sound of the piano, and then there was the sound of reciting poems, the very subtle sound of the brush falling on the paper, and the clear sound of falling pieces on the chessboard...

Fu Cheng is not an ancient person, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are fields that he will not be involved in.

However, these specialties are precisely the pride of the original owner.

Some hallucinations are well-founded and have realistic allusions, and they will not appear for no reason.

That's why Fu Cheng cheated a lot of hexagrams, wanting to see if the original owner is really still there, but he didn't expect to be right.

It's just that I don't know why the original owner paid so much attention to everything about Fucheng in this world?

It's not always because of a crush on Yu Hanzhou.

Fu Cheng didn't quite understand it, and couldn't verify it.

His energy was limited, and he soon withered again. He just sat patiently, leaning against the head of the bed, letting his black hair hang down and spread out, obediently like a finely carved jade portrait, waiting quietly Then Yu Hanzhou appeared.

After noon, just at the time of a stick of incense, the cruise ship finally shook slightly, and someone boarded the ship.

Fu Cheng pressed the folding fan to her chin, but a pitiful red mark appeared after a while.

He was already melancholy, but with red marks, he looked even more pitiful, and he deliberately threw away the quilt and pillows, and slowly curled up on the bedside, shrinking into a weak little ball.

Gua Xiang quietly watched him perform: [? 】

Fu Cheng rested her head on her knee softly and bonyly, looking at the door not far away.

"Didn't you ask me to work harder? Or did you know that Yu Hanzhou must feel sorry for me after seeing it, and you were jealous of Yu Hanzhou's doting on me, so you asked the question mark?"

The hexagram is silent.

The most deadly is the really mentally ill and melancholy beauty who acts like a baby because of her beauty.

The author says:

Cheng Bao's current state is uncontrollable. Hallucinations and delusions should have caused him pain, but he chose to make them a means of obtaining love.

[Baby boys, kneel on the keyboard and talk about the update.The pain in my spine is unbearable, and I can't bear to run around for a long time every day. I owe you all the 2 changes in the past few days. After a few days of business trip, I will make up for it one by one. I love you all. 】

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!