Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

"Writing to Yu Hanzhou: The first time you saw me, you thought I was afraid of the prince, but I was actually pretending.

If I could run and jump, this kind of scumbag would have been slapped to death by me.

Prince An Dinghou is nothing to the emperor, at least not as good as the queen who fell out of favor, but if I have a little power, if she poisons me, I can fight back and feed the poison to her.

But I can't, I'm too sick.

I've always been open-minded, and I don't embarrass myself if I can't do it. Anyway, you have avenged me, and I don't want to spend any more effort. I don't have the hobby of torturing others.

You are very kind to me.

Better than anyone I've ever met.

It is also very quiet around you, no one bothers me.I think it's good to be by your side.Although death is quite quiet, but you make me feel that living is obviously happier.

That day at the restaurant..."

Fu Cheng wrote here and stopped.

He rested his chin, looked down at the ink-black words on the paper, and didn't look back at Yu Hanzhou's expression.

Yu Hanzhou actually prefers proud and sweet beauties, from the clothes that the men choose for Fu Cheng every time, and the designs of the main courtyard of Xiangfu that can cultivate people's temperament and hobbies, it can be seen to a certain extent.

Fu Cheng had also behaved quite well before, at least true and false, she had deceived herself and Yu Hanzhou as well.

But he had never really said such words on paper so bluntly.

He lived freely in this life, doing whatever he wanted, regardless of how others viewed him.

He didn't seem to have put his heart into managing this relationship.

Fu Cheng suddenly put down the pen, looking down at the black ink slowly staining the paper.

However, in a short while, Yu Hanzhou took the brush away, and the paper was also rescued.

The man shook the paper to dry the ink, then leaned over and squeezed Fu Cheng's white and tender chin, and asked him with a smile.

"What are you doing? I'm shy in the middle of writing and want to destroy the corpse?"

Fu Cheng turned to look at the person.

I saw the man who was about to come in the storm and the weather was uncertain just now, now he was smiling and smiling, his eyes and eyebrows were full of complacency.

Fu Cheng didn't know what the man was happy about. It's good that he didn't get beaten for writing these words. Who would have thought that Yu Hanzhou would still be a treasure.

"Did you see what I wrote?"

"Yeah." Yu Hanzhou opened it, looked at it, and said, "Chengcheng is exactly the same as what I imagined."

Fu Cheng couldn't help but looked at the other side blankly, and the expressionless pretty face looked even more beautiful.

He held it back for a long time, but he couldn't hold it back, and said, "I'm in your heart, but I'm rough from beginning to end?"

He thought he had maintained the beauty of Bai Yueguang, at least at first.

Yu Hanzhou couldn't help but laugh for a moment, pinching the young man's face in a funny way, deliberately turned around, and said: "Beauty is from the beginning to the end, and the temper is a bit unexpected, but it's not like I didn't guess it at all."

"Oh. It means that this face is the only one left without a broken personality." Fu Cheng relaxed herself.

He no longer straightened his back, and his whole body went limp.

Yu Hanzhou was pinching his face, and immediately took advantage of the situation to support him.

The palm-sized face was held in the callused palm, making it even more charming and delicate.

Fu Cheng took advantage of the situation and rubbed her chin, closing her eyes.

After a long time, he said softly: "That day in the restaurant, you treated me... very different from before."

"I realize that you are serious, at least a lot more serious than me."

"So I won't pretend."

"I don't want to use one, I don't even know if it's the real face, facing you."

"I live in a muddle. My parents teach me knowledge, hope that I will become a dragon, and hope that I will be safe, but I still don't know what kind of person I am."

He has been a filial son, a genius who is regretted when people mention it, a little quilt demon who will give people warmth, an An Ding Hou Shizi who was poisoned to death, and a person with an unstable personality who may be at any time. The sick patient has been Yu Hanzhou's sweetheart and Yu Hanzhou's sticky spirit.

It is clear that there are many identities to choose from, but it is still difficult to live this life.

Unable to be independent, without an independent personality that can support one's normal life.

If it wasn't for Yu Hanzhou always looking for things for him to learn, Fucheng might have withered long ago like the potted flower he raised.

He turned his head sideways and rubbed the end of his eyes on Yu Hanzhou's wrist.

Yu Hanzhou always supported him steadily.

After a long time, the man freed his hand and gently patted Fu Cheng's head.

"Don't think about anything, just rely on me, will it be better?"

Fu Cheng raised her head.

Yu Hanzhou leaned over to look at him, and touched his face comfortingly.

"The truth is that life is rough, and I don't have any special requirements for my wife. It's just you. It doesn't matter what temperament, temptation, true or false. You can live your life as you like, and I will cooperate with you."

Fu Cheng stared at the other party, holding on for a while, but couldn't help it, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, and a childish and sweet dimple appeared in her smile.

When he smiled, he looked very young, and he didn't look like a big beauty when he was expressionless.

Yu Hanzhou liked him better, and kissed his dimple obsessively.

Fu Cheng didn't resist either.

The estrangement that had been between the two of them since they came back from the restaurant disappeared instantly.

As for the letter to Yu Hanzhou, Fu Cheng didn't finish writing it.

Everything that should be said has been said, and writing it down is better than not hearing the heartbeat at the moment for the first time.

After that, Yu Hanzhou still had a close eye on Fu Cheng, but he didn't doubt it any more.

In any case, Yu Hanzhou has already guessed Fu Cheng's true identity after so many heart-to-heart confessions, and only the last step of verification is left.

The letter sent by Fu Cheng was successfully delivered to the prince.

The prince had always been unable to ask for Fu Cheng, even though the queen obstructed him in every possible way, the prince conceived various ways to use Fu Cheng to contain Yu Hanzhou, and the last step of his plan was to bring Fu Cheng back.

Probably because I never got it, I always feel unwilling.

The prince was naturally ecstatic when he received the letter from Fucheng.

However, after reading the contents of the letter, this joy was not left at all.

"Isn't it nice being locked up in the East Palace?"

The prince who was banned by the emperor precisely because he found Fu Cheng's substitute, indulged in love and words and deeds without words: "..."

"Did you think of today when you shut me up in the painting boat?"

The prince who always thought he was protecting Fucheng, but actually just wanted to control Fucheng and let him use him for himself: "..."

"Your mother is afraid that I will ruin you, and insists on my life. You want to send me to Yu Hanzhou, and it would be good to be an undercover agent for you. I have thought about it, and I think it is very good. I will tell you about Yu Hanzhou in the next letter." secret."

……

On this day, Prince Donggong's expression changed countless times just after reading a short letter, and finally he vomited blood.

This was probably the only time that the current crown prince regretted in his life.

If he didn't treat Fu Cheng that way back then, would Fu Cheng still be by his side now?

In any case, Fu Cheng is already a member of Yu Hanzhou and cannot be changed.

However, in the end, the announcement that Fu Cheng agreed to be an undercover agent made the prince hopeful.

He quickly wrote back to Fu Cheng, urging Fu Cheng to get the list of Yu Hanzhou's hidden stakes in the court, including the list of all courtiers serving Yu Hanzhou. This is the most critical step.

The second step is to get the three Tiger Talismans in Yu Hanzhou's hand.

The last step is to poison Yu Hanzhou.

Although the crown prince has no skills, and he was ridiculously clumsy when dealing with Yu Hanzhou, but he is still very clear about what Yu Hanzhou relies on to survive.

The letter was quickly delivered to Fu Cheng.

However, after Fu Cheng read it, her first reaction was——

"Why does the dog prince think that Yu Hanzhou is stupid enough to make a list of his subordinates?"

Just talking about the six ministers currently in court, which one is not under the orders of Yu Hanzhou?

As early as the old emperor's control over the government came from Yu Hanzhou, and Yu Hanzhou was allowed to handle everything, the important officials in the court were no longer controlled by the emperor.

If you really want to write, the civil and military affairs of the Manchu Dynasty, not to mention [-]%, [-]% of them have to go in.

For a while, Fu Cheng was annoyed by the prince's quick-wittedness, but after all, he had to complete three missions of delivering messages, so these three requests from the prince had to be fulfilled.

Fu Cheng threw the letter aside.

After thinking about it, he opened the quilt again and stuffed it under the pillow.

Although the salted fish made him not dedicated enough, he still pretended to be able to, at least for Yu Hanzhou, the task had to be completed.

It wasn't until night that Yu Hanzhou took him to the hot spring courtyard that Fu Cheng found a chance.

They were boating on the lake at that time.

Yu Hanzhou was worried that Fu Cheng would catch the cold from the wind, so he wrapped him in a cloak, picked him up, and strode onto the boat.

Fu Cheng used to be on a palace-like painting boat before, and this was his first time on such an exquisite, small and swaying cruise ship.

Yu Hanzhou just swayed a bit when he stepped on the boat, and Fu Cheng hugged the man's neck tightly, and buried his face in the man's shoulder.

Yu Hanzhou couldn't help laughing, and said: "Chengcheng is afraid of falling? Have you forgotten that the truth is easy?"

Fu Cheng looked back at the dark lake carefully, and said softly: "The lake is so dark, what if you step on the ground, don't you say you are tired?"

Originally, Fu Cheng didn't think of it tonight, but Yu Hanzhou kept saying that he was busy every day, so that he was a little trance-tired, so Fu Cheng wanted to follow Yu Hanzhou to relax.

As soon as he mentioned it now, Yu Hanzhou also remembered his impromptu excuse...

exhausted?It didn't exist. During the war, Yu Hanzhou could not sleep for a month without rest, and his subordinates from the outer world specially gave him medicinal diet to recuperate his body. He was so energetic that he even needed to practice martial arts to vent his energy every day. It was impossible for him to be tired.

However, in order not to be seen by Fu Cheng, Yu Hanzhou had no choice but to apologize and said with a smile: "Yes, what Cheng Cheng said is reasonable. The truth is that some energy is low, so you should be more careful."

With that said, the two sat down on the bow.

Fu Cheng looked at the dark surface of the lake, and didn't quite understand what's so interesting about it... Yu Hanzhou would never bring him to feed the mosquitoes.

However, just as this thought flashed through my mind, the dark lake in front of me slowly lit up...

Fu Cheng opened his eyes slightly, turned his head to look around hesitantly, and saw delicate river lanterns gradually lit up on the lake with their boat as the center.

These river lanterns are several times smaller than ordinary river lanterns, and they are arranged very compactly. If you look closely, they seem to form a pattern.

Fu Cheng writhed several times in Yu Hanzhou's arms, and changed several directions to observe the river lantern. It took a long while before he understood what the river lantern "painted".

The huge "orange" looks silly in the night, and there is a little man standing under it, raising his hands, struggling to lift the orange up.

Fu Cheng stared at it for a long while, then met Yu Hanzhou's smiling eyes, and said hesitantly: "How can I be so fat..."

Yu Hanzhou laughed out loud when he heard it, his chest trembled, and at the same time his hands holding Fu Cheng trembled.

In the night, the man's ostentatious eyebrows and eyes became more and more wanton and handsome under the cover of the lights, and almost every inch of the corners of his eyes and brows showed his complacency.

Fu Cheng patted the man angrily, and said, "No, I want to be that villain."

Yu Hanzhou hurriedly hugged him tightly, shook him in his arms, and coaxed: "How can it be done? Chengcheng should be hugged wherever he goes, let alone..."

"What's more?"

"Besides, I'm the one holding the orange."

"The orange is very big, bigger than the sum of ten small people. Even if I have endless energy, I don't feel tired, and I want to keep the orange from falling, breaking, or bumping into things. 12 points of spirit.

Except seeing you and the road under your feet, I can no longer see anything else, and it doesn't matter anymore. "

Only in this way can Yu Hanzhou wholeheartedly...

admire you.

Love you.

cherish you.

I am happy with you.

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