Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

With Fu Cheng's illness, it seems that even her temperament has changed, and she can't control herself.

In the past, except when he was spoiled and weak when he was facing Yu Hanzhou, he always needed protection and care, but as soon as he met someone else, he returned to the original appearance of a noble and indifferent beauty, tired, arrogant and arrogant.

But this is no longer the case.

Even the hexagrams can see that Fu Cheng's behavior and speech today are somewhat "sick", and inexplicably spoiled, and he doesn't care who he is facing.

In the dim bed, the young man sat curled up on the head of the bed with his knees in his arms, his black hair piled on one shoulder and fell down into the bed like a cloud.

He turned his head sideways in some ignorance, as if he was looking at something, showing picturesque Furong's features, and the tip of his nose was slightly reddish, which made people feel pitiful.

From the powdery cheeks, to the slender swan neck, to the arms that wrap around her, every inch of skin exposed is porcelain white and delicate, as fat as jade.

The clothes that Fu Cheng wore today had loose sleeves, and they were rolled up with a slight movement, revealing a soft and bright wrist, and one could almost think that he was actually favored by the moon god, and that's why he went around like this. It is white, as if it has its own skylight.

He stared at the void silently for a while, then lazily rested his head on his arms, and whispered:

"You must be jealous of me, jealous of Yu Hanzhou's kindness to me."

In fact, there is no such idea at all, and the hexagram image of the inexplicable pot coming from the sky: [You have a good rest. 】

Fu Cheng was dissatisfied, and looked at it quietly for a while, and said: "You are not jealous, why do you care if I act like a baby? Are you pretending?"

The hexagram almost knelt down for him, feeling regretful for the first time.

It shouldn't have that question mark.Fu Cheng is so sick now, she is very childish, she shouldn't be serious with him.

After a long time, Gua Xiang compromised and said: [Nothing, you are so good, Yu Hanzhou will definitely like it. 】

Hearing this, Fu Cheng's originally frowning brows finally relaxed, as if reluctance, she snorted softly, and said: "You have spoken your mind. Next time, don't say anything against your will."

The hexagram that was taught for the first time: [Yes, what you said is correct. 】

This is indeed an ancestor, and he has suffered so much, he should treat Fu Cheng like a child, at least when he is sick.

The hexagram image convinced myself that it was no longer so "businesslike" and disappeared silently.

Obviously, "kindness" and "sympathy" for the host who executes the fate line, for it, this is the first time such a situation has happened, and it is a bit tricky.

Ke Fucheng didn't care about the abnormality of the hexagram.

Being sick, he only cares about whether what he does can be recognized.

And in his consciousness, no one can disagree with him, at least he thinks so at the moment.

Mental illness can destroy a person's sanity, causing delusions, hallucinations, and unwarranted emotions.

Fu Cheng rested her hair on her knees for a while, then faintly heard the sound of footsteps from far to near.

He had heard the footsteps before going to bed and when he was half asleep and half awake in the morning in the past few days.

Heavy, step by step, the ink boots embroidered with dark golden silk thread stepped on the floor, every step seemed to be a calculated fixed frequency, unchanging, and even rigorous enough to make those who noticed panic.

But Fu Cheng relaxed her body with peace of mind because of such a familiar deep frequency, snorted softly in her throat, and half-closed her eyes to look at the swaying bead curtain not far away.

The footsteps gradually approached and stopped at the door.

Then there was a creak, and the door was pushed open.

The tall and tall man stopped at the door of the bedroom, standing with the backlight, some couldn't see his face clearly.

Fu Cheng's eyes are not good, she can't see things too far away, she only vaguely saw the tall and straight silhouette, then she closed her eyes shyly, turned her head and buried her in her lap, hugged her knees and rubbed them in again.

The darkness filled his eyes, he could hardly see anything, but he could clearly feel the scorching gaze that fell on him, deep, straightforward, with a familiar sense of plunder.

Then, as expected, the boy just rubbed against the bed, and the tall man in the crane cloak frowned, and stepped into the room quickly.

The man casually untied the tie, threw the crane cloak to Jing Anwei who followed behind him, and closed the door with his backhand, blocking the sunlight outside the door.

Fu Cheng heard the voice, trembled slightly, and moved in again.

Before he could move away, the oppressive aura had already passed through the bead curtain, passed through the heavy gauze curtains, and approached the bed.

Immediately, the young man who buried his head and hugged his knees was directly encircled by a pair of strong hands, as if he was holding a doll, he hugged him and stuffed it into Yu Hanzhou's chest.

The man had obviously just come back from the outside, with a slightly cool frost and snowy breath on his body, at this moment he easily took Fu Cheng into his arms, and then bowed his head to kiss Fu Cheng's forehead.

The fiery breath pierced into the eardrums, making Fu Cheng tremble slightly.

He only felt that the man's thin lips seemed to be gently brushing against the soft fluffy hair on his forehead, and rubbed his chin against him, and the hoarse voice sounded close to his ears.

With imperceptible tension.

"What are you hiding for?"

"Aren't you looking for the truth?"

Fu Cheng was kissed at the corner of the eye, flinched, and remained silent.

The man who was holding him became a little anxious, hugged him and rubbed his back comfortingly, just like coaxing him to sleep in the past few days, said in a hoarse voice:

"Chengcheng be good and talk."

"The truth is here, look up at me?"

Fu Cheng ignored people.

Yu Hanzhou knew about his illness, so he didn't dare to force him at this time, he just hugged him cautiously and patted his back.

"Today I found a novelty, I'll give it to you to play with, how about it?"

"I passed by the Zhucui Building, the place is quiet and the dishes are light in taste, next time I will take Cheng Cheng to have a meal, okay?"

"Aren't you happy that I didn't get up with you today? You apologize for the same, and it won't be the same tomorrow."

……

Fu Cheng nestled softly in the man's arms, and was whispered softly against the ear, and the earlobe turned a little red.

He turned around, finally stopped hiding his face, raised his head wearily, and put his head on Yu Hanzhou's heart.

The man didn't seem to expect him to be like this, his heart was numb, so he could only hold his face carefully, leaned down, kissed his left and right cheeks, and rubbed the tip of his nose intimately with him, The eyebrows and eyes close at hand are full of smiles, coaxing him:

"Willing to tell the truth?"

Fu Cheng let out a "huh", so soft it was almost inaudible.

He didn't resist, nor did he laugh along with him. He just looked at Yu Hanzhou with hazy eyes, stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the other's robe, and said in a low voice:

"I woke up and didn't see you."

"I would be afraid."

Yu Hanzhou frowned, rubbed the boy's face pitifully with his fingertips for a while, and said, "Did you have a nightmare? Did you cry when you got up?"

Fu Cheng frowned subconsciously, shook her head softly, then nodded very strangely, mumbling as it should.

"I didn't cry, but I feel bad. Why aren't you here? You went to court secretly and didn't take me with you. You came back so late..."

These words are so coquettish... in other people's ears, I'm afraid I will gasp.

Yichaozai stayed for the beauty for a few days, and finally came out of Wenrou Township. At least he knew that he had done business, and the beauty was not happy that Yu Hanzhou didn't take him with him.

Chaotang what is that?How can you take it with you to discuss state affairs and discuss politics?

Besides, there is a fixed time for coming in the morning, not even a moment earlier, so Yu Hanzhou left too early today.

In short, anyone who came would feel that Fu Cheng was making trouble for no reason.

However... Yu Hanzhou doesn't think so.

Fu Cheng just frowned and complained in a low voice, then the man raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and kissed the center of his brows and eyelashes, his demeanor was full of treasure.

"I know, it's because the truth is not good, I didn't take into account Cheng Cheng's feelings, I shouldn't have left you, and it was too late to return."

"Then will you still sneak away tomorrow?" Fu Cheng asked slowly.

As soon as he spoke like this, his voice became very soft, as if he was acting like a baby, and was sticky.

Yu Hanzhou hooked his lips, and said: "Tomorrow morning, everything will be as usual. It's just..."

Seeing the young man's aggrieved eyebrows, the man changed his subject, as if teasing him, and coaxed: "It's just that someone has to prepare a bed for you in the car tonight, and my Japanese friend will take you with me tomorrow."

"In this way, Chengcheng doesn't have to wake up early, just sleep until full, and see me in the car when I open my eyes, how about it?"

Fu Cheng was slightly taken aback, and said in a daze, "Will you take me with you?"

"Hmm. Okay?" Yu Hanzhou coaxed him.

"Okay." Fu Cheng reluctantly nodded, and was rubbed lovingly on the face, this is the end of the story.

He no longer thinks about being left behind in the morning, the melancholy in his brows and eyes has faded a lot, and he doesn't look as confused as he was just now.

Yu Hanzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief, and pulled him into his arms. That cherished look was not at all what a resolute prime minister should show, but there was no way to bet against Fu Cheng.

Fu Cheng's illness was too difficult to treat, and no surprises could be tolerated.

He needs obvious protection, care, indulgence, and affection to give him enough sense of security.

And these are not things that Yu Hanzhou would show in the past, but they are also not what Yu Hanzhou should cover up now.

"Are you hungry? What did you use to get up early?" Yu Hanzhou put his palm on the boy's soft belly and stroked it gently.

Fu Cheng didn't care, and said without thinking: "Half a bowl of porridge, is your belly flat?"

"Yeah." Yu Hanzhou laughed, seeing that Fu Cheng was fully dressed, he wrapped a cloak around him and hugged him.

"I'll feed you the truth and use some more."

Fu Cheng grabbed Yu Hanzhou's skirt at the right time, blinked, but did not refute, just leaning on Yu Hanzhou's shoulder docilely.

At this moment, he looked no different from ordinary people, it seemed that he was just quiet and coquettish.

But only Yu Hanzhou knew clearly that the eyes of the young man in his arms were hazy when viewed up close, or in a closer look, as if no one was looking at them, and no one could see them.

After the maid set the meal, Yu Hanzhou hugged the man while feeding the soup, while calmly coaxing: "Did you see anything in the morning?"

"Look?" Fu Cheng looked back suspiciously.

"Well, or listen to some strange sounds." Yu Hanzhou said.

"Oh. Yes." Fu Cheng finished the soup in one gulp cooperatively, and began to be slowly fed by Yu Hanzhou with porridge that was soft and easy to digest.

With Yu Hanzhou feeding him, his appetite will generally improve.

When he was almost full, Fu Cheng raised his head and asked Yu Hanzhou to wipe his face, closed his eyes, and gave a very shallow smile.

The beauty shows off her face, her natural smile is like a flower, seductive, but Fu Cheng's smile, just like before, seems to be imitating.

He is mimicking this emotional display.

Yu Hanzhou tidied up, pressed him into his arms, and remained silent.

After a while, the man closed his eyes and let go of him slightly. Seeing Fu Cheng staring at him seriously, Yu Hanzhou leaned closer to kiss the young man's lips, and said with a smile: "Now you can tell the truth, what did Cheng Cheng hear?" Bar?"

"Yeah." Fu Cheng was completely unprepared, and thought for a while, "He was happy and unhappy when he heard the laughter."

"Him?" Yu Hanzhou stared at Fu Cheng closely.

Unexpectedly, seeing the man became serious, Fu Cheng frowned, pushed Yu Hanzhou away unhappily, and turned around.

He turned his back to Yu Hanzhou, but he clearly sat in Yu Hanzhou's arms.

Yu Hanzhou had nothing to do with him, but he was startled, and quickly raised his arms to hug him, wrapping Fu Cheng completely in his arms.

"Why are you unhappy?"

"You are angry and want to kill me." Fu Cheng frowned lightly.

"No, how could you be fierce?" Yu Hanzhou lowered his head and leaned against the side of his face, hugged and shook him like a child, and said in a low voice, "Isn't it obvious that the truth is worried about Chengcheng?"

Fu Cheng didn't speak.

"I promise not to frown at Chengcheng, okay?" Yu Hanzhou discussed with him.

Fu Cheng turned her head to look at the man, and seeing Yu Hanzhou's familiar gentle eyes, she blinked and said, "I'll be scared if he peeks at me."

Yu Hanzhou tightened his hands, and said in a hoarse voice, "Is it you from before?"

"Yeah." Fu Cheng nodded, looking at the man's eyes full of dependence, "I don't know what he's going to do, he always scares me, maybe I'm sick and he's coming back."

When the boy said this, his eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was frightened, and he shrank into Yu Hanzhou's arms.

Yu Hanzhou pulled his hands around his waist, hugged Fu Cheng and patted his back, but his expression was unclear, his pupils were as pale as some wild beasts that would choose to eat people, calm and frightening.

The man smiled lowly, and said, "Don't be afraid. The truth will be handled for you."

Fu Cheng didn't worry about what the original owner would do to him at all, but he knew more instinctively that what he did would make Yu Hanzhou feel more distressed, and he couldn't let go, so he could only protect him every day.

However, hearing the man's calm words at this moment, Fu Cheng trembled slightly, looked at Yu Hanzhou, and asked in a low voice: "How are you going to help me? Will you protect me?"

"Yes." Yu Hanzhou was afraid of scaring him, so before Fu Cheng raised his head, he put away his frightening expression and said with a smile, "Truth will send someone back to Jiangnan Fu's house immediately. Don't worry, he will never touch you."

Fu Cheng tilted her head and asked, "What are you going to do at home?"

"This..." Yu Hanzhou paused, and said: "There is no need to worry about Chengcheng, I will tell you when it is done."

"Okay." Fu Cheng nodded obediently.

It's just that he always felt that what could make Yu Hanzhou promise him so solemnly was something that would break a person's foundation.

Fu Cheng is sick at the moment, so it's not worth worrying about, Yu Hanzhou waited for him to rest, then carried him into the wheelchair and pushed him out to bask in the sun.

It is the warmest time of the day outside, which is very suitable for a patient like Fu Cheng to bask in the sun.

He was supported by Yu Hanzhou and slowly stood on the deck.

The man is taller than him, standing behind him can easily encircle Fu Cheng, and slowly walk forward with his arms around him, walking around slowly to digest food.

But Fucheng was not good, she closed her eyes as she walked, leaned on Yu Hanzhou's arm, and stopped looking at the road.

Helpless, Yu Hanzhou turned behind him, and moved forward step by step with him in his arms.

The Jing'an guards on duty nearby all backed away, not daring to see that this was obviously not something a prime minister would do.

The nobles and beauties next to him are either on the couch or wearing them to socialize with their long faces. Yu Hanzhou is fine, it’s like raising a cub and raising a young ancestor. You have to carry it with you when you walk so you don’t fall down, and you have to hug him within a few steps. Back, but also hide tightly, do not let see.

Leaning against Yu Hanzhou's solid chest, Fu Cheng was coaxed to open her eyes and look at the road for a while, then closed them again.

In his mind, Gu Xiang asked him in disbelief: [Why use Yu Hanzhou's hand to deal with the original owner?You never targeted him. 】

The purpose of the hexagram image is to complete the fate line, so it is natural not to want the original owner to die, because once Fucheng is "unusable", it still needs to get the original owner back to continue walking the fate line.

But who knows, when Fu Cheng heard the words, she only opened her eyes coquettishly, yawned, and lazily replied:

"I didn't target the original owner."

The hexagram image: [Yu Hanzhou may have to dig his ancestral grave, do you think so? 】

Fu Cheng was dissatisfied, and looked at the other party coldly, and said: "I like to make Yu Hanzhou treat me better, what's wrong? Have you ever seen anyone act like a baby?"

"I'm afraid I want Yu Hanzhou to protect me, isn't it normal?"

The hexagram is speechless.

Fu Cheng is indeed doing her duty to seduce Yu Hanzhou, and she is doing better and better.

Even without experience in love affairs, a beauty like Fu Cheng coupled with such a temperament is Yu Hanzhou's weakness.

However, the main reason is that the ancestral graves were really dug up...

The hexagram image tried to reason: [Yu Hanzhou already dotes on you very much, you don't have to play tricks with him, he will protect you.Or take it back. 】

Fu Cheng snorted mischievously, and asked: "Didn't you say that if I don't seduce Yu Hanzhou well, I will die? You threatened me before, but now you beg me. You think I seduce too much. You are really contradictory."

The hexagram that was severely ridiculed: […]

Fu Cheng was sick and couldn't do without Yu Hanzhou, and now he couldn't listen to anything.

It is absolutely impossible for the hexagram to talk about human feelings and reason with him.

Because Fu Cheng, who is trapped in hallucinations, will not be as naive and ignorant as before, afraid that the original owner will be hurt, afraid that she will "become bad" and will not be liked.

He could only approach Yu Hanzhou instinctively, seeking the favor he wanted.

Fu Cheng suddenly became limp and motionless, refusing to move forward.

Yu Hanzhou was behind him, leaning over to look at him, holding the boy's chin with one hand and turning around, gently kissing his lips, and asking: "Tired again?"

Fu Cheng was so kissed that his eyes were closed, his voice trembled a little, and he said: "I heard strange noises, it's uncomfortable, you have to protect me."

As he spoke, he even wanted to turn around.

Worried that he would fall, Yu Hanzhou helped him turn around, but was thrown into his arms by Fu Cheng.

The lithe boy's body carried a strong fragrance and felt a little chilly. The moment he threw himself into his embrace, it hit Yu Hanzhou's heart directly, like a bright moon falling.

But that's not all.

As if thinking that Yu Hanzhou's pampering was not enough, Fu Cheng clumsily wrapped his arms around the man's waist, grabbing the robe tightly.

He raised his head to look at Yu Hanzhou, facing the hot gaze of the man, his eyes still seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, hazy and beautiful.

"I don't feel comfortable, I don't like those voices, I don't like him looking at me secretly, and what you did to me...don't let others see."

Fu Cheng frowned, feeling a little distressed.

He rested his pillow on Yu Hanzhou's heart, and tightened his hands on Yu Hanzhou's waist, and said, "You drive him away so that you won't scare me, okay?"

When Yu Hanzhou heard this, he didn't say anything, he just lowered his head and put his forehead to Fu Cheng's, and looked at each other quietly.

After a while, the man lightly squeezed Fu Cheng's chin, saw the young man closing his eyes sensitively, and asked softly, "Aren't you afraid that the truth thinks you have a bad heart?"

Before trying to make Fucheng more ruthless, it was not only to deal with the previous "Fucheng", but also Chunxi, who had an evil heart, but the little quilt was young, and Yu Hanzhou was reluctant to force it.

Who would have thought that Fu Cheng's illness would cause her to lose her original weakness and soft-heartedness.

With Yu Hanzhou's temperament, he would naturally want to answer this directly. In this way, when Fu Cheng regained consciousness, it would be too late for him to regret it.

After all, how can one be soft-hearted towards someone who has hurt Fu Cheng?

But sometimes, it is precisely because she really cares that she can't do anything that might scare Fu Cheng.

Therefore, without waiting for Fu Cheng to nod his head, Yu Hanzhou leaned over and pressed the man into his arms, saying: "These things can be settled in the truth. Cheng Cheng doesn't understand, so just pretend that you haven't said these words, okay?"

Fu Cheng is in a hallucination, as long as he doesn't try to remember it, he will forget it after a while.

Yu Hanzhou didn't want him to bear any guilt and burden that he shouldn't have.

Regardless of whether the person killed is good or bad, killing is killing after all, and it cannot be washed away.

Fu Cheng is not bad by nature, has never harmed anyone, and is young, even when facing Chunxi, he just looks at him coldly, never thinking of taking the initiative to solve Chunxi.

Yu Hanzhou doesn't need such kindness and pure kindness, but he is reluctant to remember all of these on Fu Cheng's head.

"Why do you pretend you haven't said it?" Fu Cheng didn't understand.

"It's nothing, I really don't want Chengcheng to remember these unhappy things." Yu Hanzhou coaxed him.

"Oh, that's true." Fu Cheng nodded.

He looked at Yu Hanzhou again.

"I listen to you. But..."

"Ok?"

"You just said you would take me with you, so you are going out this afternoon, so you have to take me there?" Fu Cheng blushed slightly.

Yu Hanzhou couldn't help laughing, and looked at Fu Cheng jokingly, until he turned his head away, before asking: "How does Cheng Cheng know that I'm going out?"

Fu Cheng opened her eyes slightly when she heard the words, but she immediately let go of the hand holding the other party, and knocked off Yu Hanzhou's hand that was about to touch his face, complaining: "So you really want to go out?"

"You..." He frowned and felt extremely wronged, "You go to court in the morning, go out to do errands in the afternoon, discuss state affairs in the evening, and approve memorials in the middle of the night. You can't accompany me at all, so go away!"

Why did he accompany him to coax him to sleep, and after only five days, he was called to court. Not only did the court not have a holiday, but Yu Hanzhou's 007's overtime mode was a liar.

The author says:

Babies, I'm basically done with my work. I'll go back on the high-speed train the day after tomorrow and start making up changes.

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