Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

There are the queen's eyes and ears on the painting boat, and Chunxi's wealth and life are pinched in the hands of the queen and the prince, without the slightest ability to resist.

When Fu Cheng deliberately said those provocative words, she was ready to die smoothly.

However, in the void, he vaguely heard crying, intermittent and noisy.

Fu Cheng frowned and buried herself in the quilt.

But the noise in his ears was getting louder, and the pain in his heart was getting worse and worse. He could only try to calm his breathing, and opened his eyes tiredly.

Chunxi, who was watching at the side, found that he was awake, and rushed over in a hurry, leaning over to examine his face carefully.

Seeing that Fu Cheng's complexion was as pale as snow, and her eyes, which were clear before, were out of focus, as if she couldn't see her, Chun Xi's heart ached so badly for a moment that she couldn't stop crying.

She wiped away her tears with shaking hands, took off the handkerchief covering Fu Cheng's forehead, and replaced it with another warm handkerchief, then carefully wiped his sweat and asked in a low voice:

"My lord, can you hear the servant girl?"

Fu Cheng didn't respond, just closed his eyes slightly, looking extremely weak.

Seeing this, Chunxi was so flustered that she didn't bother to ask any more questions, so she got up and ran outside.

She only felt chills all over her body, but she didn't dare to stop at all, because as soon as she stopped, she couldn't help but think about everything that happened last night.

At that time, she was flustered and was called out by Xia He to give a warning. When she came back, she found that the doors and windows in the room were tightly closed, and the young master was silent.

The abnormally thin young man was trapped in the quilt, his face was innocent and peaceful, as if he was so fragile that he would leave her at any moment.

At that time, Chun Xi's whole body softened, she only felt a buzzing sound in her head, almost trembling her hands to detect Fu Cheng's breath.

The tentacles were icy cold, and the people on the couch were clearly lifeless.

Chunxi can't remember how she cried and collapsed at that time, she only remembers that she searched every room in the painting boat, but there was not even a single person she could turn to for help.

As if overnight, those maids, guards and mothers who were sent to serve the young master disappeared out of thin air.

But she knew that was impossible, someone called them away, and someone blatantly wanted the son's life.

But why?

Why did she replace the deadly poison with other medicinal materials?Besides her and Xia He in the painting boat, who else belonged to the empress?

Why is the omnipotent prince ignorant of this, isn't he the one who cares most about the son?

All the people he sent were transferred away, didn't he know it at all?

Was it intentional for him to let the son live in this island-like boat in the middle of the river where there is no way to seek help?

For the first time, countless doubts popped up in Chunxi's heart, but she seemed to be dumb, as if a big hole had been opened in her heart, and she couldn't ask any questions with trembling lips.

Because she knew that she was also one of the accomplices who killed the young master, and she was equally despicable.

In order to serve the young master forever, she took refuge in the prince, and she changed the young master's debilitating medicine. As long as the young master stays sick in bed and resists outsiders approaching, she is the only one who can accompany the young master...

Does the son know nothing?

No, the young master is very aware of her actions, but he has always been indifferent, never accused her, and didn't care what she did.

Perhaps in the young master's heart, there is nothing worth nostalgic in this world. The only relative, the old national teacher, died for the country, the closest childhood sweetheart, the crown prince, and the most dependent elder, the empress, are all murderers who put him to death. .

After stumbling and stumbling for more than ten years, there is no one to trust her, no one to rely on, even the servant girl only obeys the queen.

When she repeatedly spoke for the crown prince and prescribed medicine for her own selfish desires without conscience, the young master once watched her so quietly, asked her for cakes calmly, and drank the medicine she gave without hesitation.

What was the young master thinking at that moment?

He'd given up a long time ago... yes, he was tired of it all.

Chunxi didn't dare to think about it anymore, she couldn't think about it anymore, she just felt so heartbroken that she wished she could die immediately.

She broke down and wept silently, clutching her heart tightly while banging her head against the pillar.

But it's useless to regret, she knows she can't give up...she wants to save the young master...

right!She must save the young master!There must be a way!

Chunxi quickly ran to the pharmacy, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find medicinal materials like crazy.

She hastily prepared the medicine, then staggered to the small kitchen to decoct the medicine.

When a small flame ignited on the medicine stove, for some reason, Chun Xi, who was squatting on the ground, burst into tears instantly.

She shook her head and stood up.

Anyone who has a little understanding of medical theory, who has felt the young master's pulse, knows... there is no medicine that can save Fu Cheng, at least not here.

She should stop kidding herself here.

Chunxi raised her hand and slapped herself hard, finally she calmed down a bit, she rushed back to the room with shaking hands, changed into simple clothes, and went out quickly.

After finding that the oars on the boat and the fast boat used for first aid had disappeared without a trace, Chunxi jumped into the water without any hesitation, preparing to swim to the opposite bank for help.

Unexpectedly, after swimming in the water for a while, she was struck with a hand knife from behind and passed out.

When she woke up again, she was already lying on the painting boat.

The sky changed, the rain poured down, the wind blew violently on the river, thunder and lightning flashed, all the palace lanterns on the porch were extinguished, and it was impossible to see the other side, and it was impossible to go into the water again.

Chun Xi rushed back to Fu Cheng's bedroom almost scrambling, only to see the boy who had clearly passed away lying on the couch at this moment, the quilt was well covered, and a warm veil was put on his forehead. There is a little rosy red on the face, nothing abnormal.

The only thing left was the black figure standing beside the Young Master.

Standing tall and tall, holding a closed black and gold ebony fan in his hand, and wearing a dark gold court dress with a four-clawed golden python tattooed on his body, just standing there is terrifying.

When the man turned sideways and casually looked over, Chunxi only heard the sound of himself plopping on his knees, followed by endless kowtows.

Yu Hanzhou, the prime minister of the current dynasty, concurrently served as the chief assistant of the cabinet, the general of the world's soldiers and horses, and was in charge of internal affairs and military affairs.

This unique court dress, the folding fan that has never been held in her hand and the blood jade around her waist, she will never admit it wrong.

In a daze, Chunxi seemed to hear a hoarse voice coming from behind, with respect.

"My lord, there is no one on board. I think the empress has made sufficient preparations and replaced all the prince's people."

Immediately, another gentle female voice sounded.

"My lord, the poison of Fu Xiaoshizi was given by Xia He and Chunxi. Xia He's poison was very poisonous. It must have been a few years ago. Chunxi's is a common debilitating drug... and the prince seems to have arranged this painting. It has been changed a lot, but the room you arranged has not been changed, and you have specially let the prince live in it, and I don't know what you are planning..."

As soon as the words fell, the black figure standing with the fan turned his head sideways.

Chunxi clearly saw the furrow between the man's brows, which was deep, like a sharp knife.

Immediately, a melodious and low-pitched male voice sounded: "What are you plotting? You are a short-sighted person who can't manage an acre of land well, but has a lot of crooked thoughts."

The kneeling subordinate immediately said: "My lord said yes. I didn't expect the prince to be unable to keep the boat, and it should not be reasonable. Doesn't the prince attach the most importance to this prince Fu? How could the empress be so embarrassing?" Easy to get it? It's too muddled."

The black figure snorted when he heard the words, and asked back: "So he can't keep it? He doesn't dare to keep it, he doesn't dare to investigate."

A prince who relies on his mother clan to gain a firm foothold and has no real power at all, no matter how suspicious he is, can he doubt his own backer?Country and beauty, the latter is nothing after all.

That subordinate understood a little bit, and said clearly: "The crown prince made it clear that he would not choose the young prince."

The man frowned when he heard this.

There was an eerie silence in the room.

Chun Xi only felt weak all over, but she still took a few steps forward on her knees, wanting to touch Fu Cheng on the couch.

The female subordinate immediately came over and suppressed her, warning: "Miss, don't move. Your lord has already tried to save her."

rescued?

Chunxi couldn't explain how she felt, and even forgot to question how they saved her. She just subconsciously turned in the direction of the man and kowtowed desperately.

The man didn't look at her, but only faced Fu Cheng's direction, as if he was staring at the young man sleeping peacefully on the couch.

After a long time, Chun Xifang heard the man speak, and said slowly: "The national teacher has dedicated his whole life to the people, and he died. His blood of the old man cannot be broken here, let alone be humiliated."

"High value!"

As soon as the words fell, the man raised his voice.

The subordinate immediately knelt down and replied, "This subordinate is here."

"Just deal with the people around Fu Cheng, make it clean, don't let him know, other..."

The man paused, looked down at Fu Cheng for a while, and after a long time, Fang untied the blood jade hanging from his waist, leaned over, and tied it slowly for the young man on the couch, then straightened up and went out.

"The crown prince wants to send a beauty, the truth will not let him down."

……

The chaotic thoughts came to an abrupt end.

Chunxi walked quickly to the guest room where the imperial physician lived temporarily, but the strange jade pendant flashed in her mind.

There is a black swastika on it, which means auspiciousness.

As we all know, today's saints seek immortality, advocate Taoism, and have always hated the Buddhism that advocates early attainment of bliss, so that none of the ministers in the court dared to carry accessories related to Buddha, temples everywhere were also destroyed, and monks were also killed Drive out of the customs.

But because Yu Xiang had carried that jade pendant since he was a child, His Majesty thought of his sincerity, and authorized Yu Xiang to carry the blood jade on weekdays.

If this jade pendant falls into the hands of the prince, it will be a hot potato, and it will be discovered within two days, and she will definitely not be able to please the prince when the time comes.

She should have reported it to the prince immediately.

But for the first time in her life, Chunxi didn't want to talk about it.

Of course, she couldn't say either.

Last night was a certain death for her, but Yu Xiang only asked someone to pour poison on her, so she continued to serve her, and even made her change her words. She was not allowed to call Fucheng "Young Master" anymore, but must call "Senior Son" ".

In any case, it is a blessing to be able to save a life, and now she only knows that Xiang Yu saved the son's life.

Maybe in the future, Xiang Yu will be the only one in this world who can save the son, and she can't and can't ruin the only way of life for the son.

……

It was as if what happened last night had never happened. Early in the morning, everyone on the boat appeared again.

It's just that the two guards who liked to offend Fu Cheng disappeared for some reason.

However, Chunxi clearly remembered that last night those two people were almost dragged to the door of the son's room like dead dogs, and their heads were covered with blood and tears, but they still couldn't escape the fate of being pinched and broken by Yu Xiang. .

One of them died, Xia He, who had poisoned the prince for more than ten years, and Dongwu, who poisoned the son last night, were confessed and charged, their tongues were broken, their limbs were broken, they were thrown into the river repeatedly, and they drowned alive Yes, just catch it.

Everyone said that Yu Hanzhou was cruel and merciless, but Chunxi felt very happy. Even if she would be the one to die one day in the future, it didn't matter. She only wanted her son to be safe and sound.

Now people on board are in a state of panic, and the people placed by Yu Xiang have already arrived, Chun Xi just pretends not to know, and quickly leads the imperial physician to see Fu Cheng.

I thought it was another bunch of clichés that "Mr. He felt the pulse, then shook his head with a pale face, and left without prescribing the medicine, carrying the medicine box.

Chunxi chased him out anxiously, stopped people and asked, "Physician Chen, the son's illness..."

The middle-aged doctor shook his head, clenched his hands tightly, and said in a low voice: "Fu Xiaoshi has been poisoned for too long, and he has become depressed and ill for several times. He was fed Duan Hun San last night. The logic is impossible now." ...Maybe it's a flashback...be prepared."

Chunxi burst into tears when she heard the words, she was in a daze.

Seeing this, Imperial Physician Chen shook his head helplessly, thought about Fu Cheng's strange condition, and finally said a few more words:

"I have practiced medicine for many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a patient. Fu Shizi's pulse...is a dead pulse. According to common sense, he should be buried now.

But he was still able to talk and eat, and his body didn't turn cold. I'm afraid that Xiang Yu used some strange thing to hang his life, otherwise I really can't think of the reason.

If you have the heart, please ask Mr. Yu, maybe there is still a way. "

Saying that, the imperial doctor cupped his hands and left.

Chunxi's legs went limp and fell to the ground. When she looked up, she saw a strange guard coming out from behind the door. Seeing that the guard silently showed the Xiangfu's badge, she immediately got up and ran over as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

……

When she returned to the room, Fu Cheng was already sober, and ignored others, only lazily raised her hand, and gently rubbed her heart.

The pain there was severe, as if someone was pinching his heart on purpose, and he was a little out of breath from the pain.

Unfortunately, it is alive and has a very light pulsation.

Fu Cheng let go of her hand dejectedly, turned over and curled up, and buried herself in the quilt, her whole body looked even weaker.

He doesn't understand.

The fragrance last night...was clearly the same as the poison that killed him. It stands to reason that he would definitely not survive, and at that time he entered the backlight and met his parents in the first life.

Fu Cheng frowned puzzledly, carefully recalled the memory of the original owner before his death, and reconfirmed that he was not mistaken, the original owner died from the poison that he had eaten for more than ten years.

It doesn't make sense that he has been taking it for so many days. Someone even gave him a strong drug last night, trying to kill him, but he still couldn't kill him.

So weird.

Fu Cheng thought about it for a long time, but there was no result, and he could only blame it on the fact that the original owner didn't want him to die.

It's okay not to think so, but when I think about it, I can't help but get angry.

The original owner himself was very happy, he kicked his legs a hundred times, but he left obsession in this body, so that he could not die. Watching him suffer every day, wouldn't his conscience really hurt?

What's even more outrageous is that Fu Cheng discovered that not only did he not die, but also suffered from a new kind of torture... angina pectoris.

This day is really impossible.

Seeing him pressing his heart, Chunxi hesitated for a moment, finally made up his mind, knelt down, told what happened last night in a low voice, and revealed his true identity.

However, she did not mention Yu Hanzhou's name.

"My lord, after what happened last night, I know that the Crown Prince is unreliable. He is the one who has let you down. This servant should not help the Prince against his conscience, let alone give you medicine, which almost killed the Crown Prince."

After finishing speaking, Chun Xi firmly kowtowed to Fu Cheng.

"It was Chunxi's lard that deceived the heart and harmed the prince."

"Your Majesty, please don't take the absurd things said by the servants to heart. You must take care of your health. Nothing is more important than your health."

Fu Cheng watched Chunxi kowtow vigorously, then stretched out her hand and tore off the hot handkerchief on her head, and threw it in front of her.

Chunxi really stopped, picked up the handkerchief, folded it, put it back on the table, and twisted another one for him.

Seeing that her forehead was bruised and bleeding, and she wanted to kneel down and continue kowtowing, Fu Cheng pressed her heart tiredly, and said weakly: "Don't kneel, there is no need to kowtow."

He already had a heartache, but now his head started to hurt from watching it.

But when Chunxi heard what he said, tears flowed down her face in an instant, and she kowtowed a few more times before getting up to apologize, and took the basin out.

When she came back again, she already had a new medicine bowl in her hand.

"My lord, the man who saved you has a high position and great ability. Now he has given you his personal blood jade. With his protection, no one else will be able to harm your lord in the future. Even the crown prince may not be able to fight with you." balance."

"Mmm." Fu Chengsheng replied helplessly, lowered his eyes, looked at the bony fingers, and remained silent.

Seeing his gloomy expression, Chunxi was not very happy, so she could only say: "My lord, this is the medicine specially sent by the lord, and it is said to make you feel better. I have tried it, and it is not poisonous. You have to try it. try?"

Hearing this, Fu Cheng's tired eyes finally lit up slightly.

He cheered up and took the medicine bowl, and said, "Is it really going to stop hurting after drinking it?"

Ordinary painkillers are of no use to him.

When Chunxi met the boy's shining eyes, she felt that they were shining brightly, and when she was illuminated by the candlelight, her face had a rosy complexion, which was extremely beautiful, completely different from the previous desolate and indifferent appearance.

She was so happy for a moment, she nodded hurriedly, and said: "My lord can even save you, and I will definitely save you from suffering."

Fu Cheng was dubious when he heard the words...

In fact, if he wasn't autistic enough, he even wanted to tell Chunxi before, you shouldn't let that person save me, you should help me.

With such a body severely damaged by poison, he lived and suffered day by day, and no one could save him. It would be better to die by euthanasia.

But Chunxi said that that person could keep him alive and relieve him of pain. It would be worthwhile to try a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Chun Xi didn't know what he was thinking, she carefully waited for the young man to finish drinking the medicine, rinsed his mouth, and waited for Fu Cheng to wipe his face with a hot handkerchief and change his clothes before she stepped aside to serve Fu Cheng porridge.

Fu Cheng's body is useless no matter what he eats, and his appetite is also very poor. Seeing that Chunxi still refuses to eat dessert, he leans on the couch listlessly, waiting for the medicine to take effect, while scooping up the blood from his waist. Jade looks carefully.

The tentacles are delicate and thick, with flowing brilliance, they are not ordinary at first glance, and the temperature on them is much higher than his body temperature, and it is quite comfortable to touch.

Fu Cheng has always liked this kind of things made of precious stones or precious jade. He thought it was just a new gadget to relieve boredom, but after playing for a while, he suddenly felt a little hot all over...

Also, the twitching needle-like pain on the bones of the hand gradually eased...

Fu Cheng sat up, frowned and fiddled with the jade pendant, thinking... maybe it was because of the effect of the medicine?

In order to verify, Fu Cheng simply tore off the jade pendant and threw it on the couch.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he put it down, the heat all over his body slowly receded, and the pain in his bones also swept over.

Fu Cheng finally seemed to be certain of something, frowned hesitantly, grabbed the jade pendant back, pulled off her clothes, and covered her heart against her flesh.

Immediately, the colic in his chest that seemed to kill him miraculously calmed down slowly, as if he had never been sick.

Fu Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the familiar feeling without any pain, suddenly pursed her lips slightly, and showed a shallow smile.

From time to time, he has never smiled, and he seldom even speaks, let alone his slightly curved eyes like autumn water, which are blurred inside. At this moment, he is pursing his thin red lips reservedly, smiling easily. Very childish.

Chunxi froze almost as soon as she raised her head, as if she had lost her soul.

Fu Cheng has a gorgeous face, and when she is not smiling, she is a stately figure, as lonely as the bright moon in the sky, which is beyond reach.

Chunxi never thought that the boy would be so pure and childish when he smiled, as if all the happiness in the world was possessed by him at this moment, it was so beautiful that she wanted to cry.

Chunxi didn't even dare to ask, she just forced herself to lower her head, not to disturb the boy.

Shizi's life is too hard, she can't disturb him.

The author says:

Fu Cheng (Salted Fish Lie), who endures pain every day: What kind of life do you live, let me be free.

Fu Cheng, who got the baby from Lao Gong and revived with full blood (squeaky and wipes away tears): Woohoo, it's good to be alive, I take back my immature speech before.

Get rid of the mine: [Chunxi will receive the bento, the progress of the article is about [-] words, Yu Hanzhou will use her for the time being]