Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

The spring banquet, which the emperor ordered the Ministry of Rites to organize with full power, was naturally full of wine and wine, and there were many guests.

Now that the old emperor is getting old, it is inevitable that he has more than enough energy for pleasure-seeking, and he has never asked about the arrangement of the banquet this time. He only listened to Yu Hanzhou talk about the general process a few days before the banquet.

When Fu Cheng followed Yu Hanzhou into the palace and took his seat, he did not see the prince and queen at the banquet.

On the contrary, many people in the court couldn't turn their eyes away when they saw Fu Cheng's appearance. The young courtiers even blushed instantly when Fu Cheng raised his eyes to look over, and waved their hands to salute him at a distance, at a loss.

Speaking of which, it was indeed only the second time they met Prince Andinghou.

A few years ago, when Fu Orange hadn't fully bloomed, it was already well-known outside. Apart from the talent praised by outsiders, it was more because of its celestial appearance.

This court can't help the south wind, and there are many people who secretly admire Fucheng, but Yu Hanzhou is in front of him, and the power is in the world.

Therefore, although there were quite a few people staring at her, Fu Cheng didn't feel offended, she just glanced casually and then looked away.

He is also an aloof and indifferent beauty, it is normal for him not to be sociable, no one can say anything about him.

It's just that Fu Cheng thinks she is arrogant and rude, but in the eyes of others, she is a moon in the water who doesn't admire power and is detached from things.

Some beautiful misunderstandings indeed.

Yu Hanzhou's stature is extremely high, and his observation skills are extremely keen, but with a single sweep, he can see everything in the palace.

The man nodded slightly at the courtiers who came over to greet him, exchanged a few words of greeting, and then led Fu Cheng to recognize everyone one by one, making sure that Fu Cheng had recorded everyone, and then pushed the wheelchair and sent the boy to the corresponding seat. superior.

After taking his seat, Yu Hanzhou leaned over to untie the cloak for Fu Cheng, and covered him with a blanket.

Fu Cheng observed the man's calm and gentle expression, then glanced around...

After making sure no one could see his movements, he raised his hand and touched Yu Hanzhou's face curiously.

Yu Hanzhou whose face was touched for the first time: "..."

After being stunned for a moment, the man asked helplessly with a smile: "What's wrong? What are you doing to find out the truth?"

"Why are you always so..." Fu Cheng thought for a while before finding a word that was closer to her, "That's right, courteous? Polite?"

Gentle, kind and humble, the style that a gentleman should have, is the same.

But the problem is that Yu Hanzhou is a powerful minister, and he is also a powerful and ruthless character. He does many "bad things", and most of them are feared by people.

"Won't this avatar collapse?" Fu Cheng asked in a low voice, her clear eyes were full of curiosity.

Yu Hanzhou smiled when he heard the words, and almost couldn't help kissing the boy's eyes, but after all, he was away from home, so he couldn't be too aggressive.

In the end, he just squeezed Fu Cheng's hand indiscriminately, and coaxed: "I don't know what you mean by setting up a person... However, the truth has always been like this since he entered the court as an official, and no one has ever said anything about it." What."

Even, what the old emperor praised the most was Yu Hanzhou's humility, his ability to advance and retreat, and his dedication to serving the people.

Fu Cheng couldn't understand Yu Hanzhou's implication, but he understood one thing.

Yu Hanzhou doesn't need a character design, because his nature is like this, or he wants most people to think he is what kind of person, that's what kind of person he is.

Fu Cheng satisfied his curiosity, and withdrew his hand, quietly watching Yu Hanzhou pinch the pastry for him.

It's just that because of the wrong occasion, Yu Hanzhou finished pouring tea for him, and instead of feeding him dotingly as before, he just carefully stuffed the teacup into his hand.

"This tea is different from ordinary ones. It warms the stomach. Give it a try."

Seeing this, Fu Cheng glanced at the man wonderingly, said nothing, and silently took two sips.

He had just clearly seen that Gao Zhi had changed the tea and cups, and even the things on the table had been changed one after another by the dark guards, which were not the ones presented by the palace at all.

However, Yu Hanzhou has always acted cautiously, he said what is good is good, Fu Cheng didn't go into it.

In fact, there are many generals with high martial arts skills at the banquet, who can accurately detect the movement of the Jinwu Guard around Yu Hanzhou.

But firstly, these people are Yu Hanzhou's confidantes, and they won't cause trouble for their master, and secondly, they have to say Yu Hanzhou's foresight.

As early as the prince had developed hostility towards Yu Hanzhou, until now, in the five years between now, all the military generals in the princeling party were either found guilty of crimes and exiled, or switched to the neutral faction, but none of them were able to stay.

But Guojiu's faction is all civil servants, and they have more than enough energy for this.

Today's banquet, even if an assassin broke in suddenly, might directly kill the prince.

It's a pity that the prince will never understand that no one below is more terrifying than no one above.

As for the empress, no matter how determined she is, as a concubine, with Yu Hanzhou's censors staring at her day in and day out, she would not dare to really try to win her over.

After all, as the emperor's bedside person, no one is more aware of the emperor's fear and estrangement from the prince than the empress.

A son who was unwilling to visit his father when he was seriously ill, his own existence was a reminder for the old emperor, so it was strange to be relieved.

Having lost the favor of the emperor and the hearts of the princes, it is only a matter of time before the prince steps down.

People with discerning eyes can see clearly, so naturally they won't end up.

Fu Cheng looked around, keeping everyone's reactions in mind, and then glanced at Yu Hanzhou beside him.

This is probably loneliness.

The opponent is vulnerable, and I can't blame Yu Hanzhou for devoting all his energy to reform and disaster relief. The GDP of the North and South of the Yangtze River rose wildly last year, and the east and northwest of Guangdong are still in the stage of cleaning up the atmosphere, and the policy has not yet been implemented.

However, as far as the plot of the original novel is concerned, Yu Hanzhou did not participate in economic construction in the later period, let alone propose reforms, but went to war instead.

Thinking of this, Fu Cheng rested her chin and glanced at Yu Hanzhou in satisfaction, and then the man lovingly stroked the soft temple hair on her forehead.

He snorted softly, happily poking the hexagram in his mind.

Gua Xiang ignored him.

In fact, Gua Xiang didn't want to talk to him either.

Now that the crown prince has no hope of ascending the throne, there is a high probability that the fate line cannot be completed. At least, the most critical one—the fate line of Fu Cheng being buried for Yu Hanzhou is doomed to fail.

The hexagram foresees the failure of the mission, and has been extremely depressed recently, rarely responding to Fucheng.

It claims to control everything, but it never expected that Yu Hanzhou would change his lifelong ambition for Fucheng.

Even though Fu Cheng has been using the loopholes in the fate line to tamper with the small plot, as long as the general direction is correct, the ending will not deviate, and there is no need to worry too much about the hexagrams.

But who would have thought that Yu Hanzhou would change everything?

There is absolutely no way for the hexagram to face Yu Hanzhou.

Fu Cheng waited for a while but didn't get a response, and felt bored, so she ate snacks by herself.

His indifferent and indifferent appearance has touched the bottom line of the hexagram image, which is the first time that the hexagram image uses modern characters.

[You have nothing to say?Wasn't you the little ancestor who swore before that he would be able to complete the fate line? 】

Fu Cheng read these words that were obviously full of sarcasm and impotent rage, and for the first time smiled viciously in her heart.

"Didn't you know it early? When I was sick, I told Yu Hanzhou many times that someone was watching me."

The hexagram image was stunned for a moment when he heard the words, and was instantly dumb.

That's right, during the period of Fu Cheng's illness, she was so fragile that she couldn't even see anyone. Only when Yu Hanzhou held her in her arms, walked back and forth repeatedly in the room every day, coaxing and pampering her like a baby, could Fu Cheng calm down sleep.

At that time, Fucheng talked a lot about;

—Someone is watching me.

—He will kill me.

--I am afraid.

—I don't want to see him.

At that time, Yu Hanzhou only coaxed Fu Cheng blindly, and was obedient to Fu Cheng.

Seeing the hexagrams, he also felt that what Fu Cheng was afraid of was the original soul of this body, afraid of being sent away, afraid of being replaced.

But now that I think about it carefully... the original soul of this body is a certain reincarnation of Fu Cheng, they are one person, how could Fu Cheng be afraid of himself?

He is simply lying and deceiving the divination.

He persevered in pretending for so long, but for one purpose...

— to numb it.

As for Yu Hanzhou, it's not that he didn't take Fu Cheng's words to heart, on the contrary, Yu Hanzhou listened and understood Fu Cheng's helplessness.

Maybe Yu Hanzhou, as an ancient person, can't think of such magical things as hexagrams, but as long as Yu Hanzhou cares about Fucheng, he will definitely try to solve all these in various ways.

The hexagram suddenly remembered that for a while, Yu Hanzhou suddenly seemed to have changed his nature, suddenly prayed to God and worshiped Buddha, and even invited Taoist priests and masters to see Fucheng.

It's just that Gua Xiang thought at the time that Yu Hanzhou was trying to kill the original soul of Fu Cheng's body, so he didn't care.

After that, Yu Hanzhou frequently studied classics related to mental illness, sent people to various places to look for famous doctors many times, and even wrote a bunch of prescriptions that no one could understand...

But the problem is, Fu Cheng is miraculously able to understand those prescriptions...and even scribbles with a pen...

Do not!

He wasn't scribbling, he was clearly... drawing something.

Hexagram was shocked and recalled those patterns over and over again...

In the end, the monitoring was turned off in despair.

Who would have imagined that a mental patient would scribble hundreds of prescriptions and thousands of fragmentary figures of various shapes, combined to form a painting?

Still a very serious children's painting.

There was Fu Cheng in the hospital in the first life, there was Fu Cheng who became a quilt in the second life, and there was the third life...Fu Cheng who was coerced by hexagrams and controlled by the line of fate.

He has been silently asking for help from the people closest to him, pouring all his dependence and expectation on Yu Hanzhou.

Even if he became ill and unconscious, even if he forgot all the knowledge of his previous life, even if his thinking ability was limited, he tried his best to draw the pattern.

One stroke at a time, never giving up, even dismantled...without the sophisticated calculations of modern computers, it is impossible to put it back together.

And the most ridiculous thing is that Fucheng may not even get a good result in his whole life after doing all these things.

Because no one can guarantee that Yu Hanzhou will find the mystery in the prescription, and no one can guarantee that Yu Hanzhou, a native of ancient times, can put together patterns as accurately as a modern computer.

It's all but an almost hopeless bet.

Ke Fucheng still did it.

The hexagram image suddenly felt that the ridiculous thing was that it was actually itself, a fate line of conceit and arrogance, thinking that it could control the fate of others.

Because as long as it thinks of Yu Hanzhou who is holding scissors and cutting those patterns comically every late night in Xiangfu, it can't face itself.

If Yu Hanzhou had lost a ten-thousandth of his patience and a ten-thousandth of his deep love for Fu Cheng, it would be impossible for him to do this kind of childish behavior that looks extremely ridiculous, and he doesn't even know if he can spell it out.

Are they childish?

No, it is the hexagram image itself.

Fu Cheng even won without making a sound.

[Why... can you think of it? 】

After a long time, the hexagram was asked.

"What did you think of?" Fu Cheng was a little puzzled.

[Your thinking ability... was weakened when you arrived in this world... You are the chosen player, and the rules do not allow any threats to exist. 】

The hexagram is very difficult to say.

This matter, it was originally intended to rot in the stomach forever.

Because when Fu Cheng passed through, she didn't even know how to write, and her basic learning ability was so poor that she couldn't even be called an ordinary person.

But Fu Cheng in the first life was clearly a genius praised by everyone, and the eternal pride of his parents. It is conceivable how big the gap was in Fu Cheng's heart at that time, and how sad he was.

Before Yu Hanzhou appeared, Gua Xiang had never seen Fu Cheng smile.

But Gua Xiang didn't dare to tell this matter at all, because Fu Cheng was too smart, and his abilities were not what a cosplayer should have at all.

Too smart means a threat, which means that he is likely to change the fate line, so the rules take away all the admirable abilities of Fucheng, trying to make Fucheng ordinary.

[Originally, I couldn’t tell you, but you have broken the mechanism of the hexagram image, so there is nothing I can’t say. 】

After the hexagram restrained himself, he silently waited for Fu Cheng's reaction.

Fu Cheng's imaginable response of anger, disappointment, or hatred was nonexistent.

Fu Cheng even just took a sip of tea and looked at those words calmly.

After a while, he blinked slowly and said: "Then you are really useless."

Hexagram image: 【……】

"You have turned me into a fool. You can't play with me. You still think you are nothing. Being a pig is humiliating a pig."

Hexagram image: 【……】

【Aren't you angry? 】

Fucheng Shi Shiran asked back: "Are you worthy of making me angry?"

"I also know that if those things come back, I can beat you up as a fool. What kind of genius should I be? Even if I really want to be a genius, won't Yu Hanzhou teach me? I need you?"

The hexagram Xiang said weakly: 【Innate talent and acquired learning, how can they be the same...】

Hearing this, Fu Cheng snorted lightly.

"So, it's you who are arrogant and stupid. There are some things in this world that can't be achieved by talent, don't you understand? What can genius bring me? My parents have passed away long ago. Who will look forward to success? I have some, and I can learn what I want to learn now, why should I get angry for the useless talent that I can’t get back? Can you pay me for incompetence and rage?”

The hexagram image is silent, it really can't, this is irreversible in the first place.

[Then... what about revenge? 】

Fu Cheng was a little happy when he heard this.

"You're going to like it, and so will the Rausch rule."

"Aside from breaking the hexagram, what else did you do?" The hexagram became uneasy.

"Nothing." Fu Cheng took a bite of the snack, "It's just a guess."

The rules are attached to the world, and they are committed to getting the fate line back on track.

Then, when the fate line completely collapses... that is the time of its death.

"It's a pity that I can't see it die with my own eyes. It's a pity."

Fu Cheng frowned.

After listening to the hexagram, I feel like falling into an ice cellar.

It didn't dare to think about it, and reluctantly pulled back the previous question.

[Without the ability to think, how did you come up with the idea of ​​countering me? 】

"Isn't it very simple? Just take a few pieces of paper and draw."

Hexagram image: 【……】

Thousands of disassembled graphics can be put together just enough, and there is no note. Yu Hanzhou takes one away after drawing one. It all depends on memory to recall which part was drawn before, and the order has to be deliberately disrupted to prevent it. It's very simple to find out the clues of the hexagrams?

Hexagram: [Your body is a computer, right?The rules still look down on you too much. The human brain cannot be restricted by simply depriving it of its ability. 】

Fu Cheng blinked her eyes, she didn't have any emotions after hearing this, and looked lazy.

However, there is still a key question in the hexagram image: [Aren't you just wanting to die?Why do you still resist? 】

Fu Cheng didn't like to hear these words.

"Man is a knife, and I am a fish. I am sick and unable to do what I want. Yes, I can only be a salted fish, but it does not mean that I accept my fate."

"At worst, there must be someone buried with you, don't you think?"

The hexagram image dare not respond.

Without the will to survive, it has to be a backstop... Why does it think that Fucheng is innocent?

【Your first and second life is not such a character...】

Otherwise, the rules would definitely not choose Fucheng, even if the original "Fucheng" in this body was used to complete the fate line, it would be safer than the current Fucheng.

"Shut up, I don't like to hear that." Fu Cheng said seriously.

"Didn't you tell me to follow the fate line and be a green tea man?"

Gua Xiang completely shut up.

It taught Fucheng to be green tea, but it didn't say it was a man-eating green tea.

If you are cruel to Yu Hanzhou, you are even more cruel to yourself.

The scary thing is that Yu Hanzhou really did it.

Only the stupid one looked at these two people foolishly, thinking that the years would be quiet.

Even if they managed to get rid of the hexagram and completely won, they never talked about it in private, as if it never happened.

The tacit understanding and cautiousness are outrageous.

The hexagram is completely defeated.

Fu Cheng stared intently at the increasingly blurred characters in her mind, the corners of her mouth slightly curled up.

Yu Hanzhou noticed it, squeezed his hand, and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? So happy?"

Fu Cheng moved when he heard the sound, turned his hand over, and gently grasped Yu Hanzhou's, interlocking his fingers.

"The bad guys are going to die."

"I'm getting better."

He suddenly said something.

When Yu Hanzhou heard the words, he stopped smiling instantly, and his lowered hand even twitched unnaturally for a moment, and he clenched Fu Cheng's hand almost tremblingly.

"Chengcheng didn't joke?"

Fu Cheng glanced at the hexagrams that gradually dissipated, and nodded.

"Nobody can hurt me."

"Look at how powerful I am."

His eyes were clear and bright. When he said this, there was a rare youthful spirit in the corners of his eyes and brows, and he looked extremely reckless.

Yu Hanzhou's eyes tightened, and he subconsciously clenched his hands.

This was the first time he saw such a Fucheng.

Bright and cheerful, like the clear sky after the spring rain, even the trace of melancholy and exhaustion that could not be erased in the past has disappeared.

Yu Hanzhou leaned over suddenly, and hugged Fu Cheng tightly into his arms, covering her tightly.

Fu Cheng was a little confused, turned around and saw a bunch of ministers looking at him in surprise, and immediately patted the man on the shoulder angrily and smiling, and said, "What are you doing? A bunch of people are watching..."

Yu Hanzhou closed his eyes, but never let go of his hand.

Obviously the timing was wrong and the occasion was wrong, but this moment really came too late.

Yu Hanzhou even thought that even if Fu Cheng never gets better, he still has to persevere until the last moment.

Countless preparations have been made for this, including how to make Fucheng happy 50 years later and where to take Fucheng to relax. As a result, the little quilt demon attended a banquet and said with a smile that he was well.

"You know how to scare me, don't you?"

Fu Cheng snorted unhappily, and lazily said: "Where did I scare you? Isn't this a surprise?"

"Yes... There is simply no better surprise than this." Yu Hanzhou laughed again.

Fu Cheng sensitively felt that the opponent's body was a little hot, and hurriedly pushed him.

"It's still outside. Stop hugging."

Yu Hanzhou pursed his lips, and finally let go of his embrace, but the hand holding Fu Cheng was still tightly held.

As soon as Fu Cheng turned his head, he found that the other party was staring at him, so he was not surprised, so he picked up the knife and cut the "pudding" on the plate.

It's hard for Yu Hanzhou, an ancient man, to make him happy, he even learned modern desserts like pudding ice cream mille crepe.

Originally, there was a traveler chef in Xiangfu, so Yu Hanzhou was not needed at all.

It's just that this man is too cautious about his affairs, he has to do everything himself, and he can't trust anyone.

Fu Cheng thought of Yu Hanzhou squatting beside the medicine jar fanning the wind, and couldn't help but bend his eyes again.

"Are you relieved now?" he asked softly.

Unexpectedly, Yu Hanzhou shook his head.

"It's just fine, but it's not perfect. How can you rest assured?"

Fu Cheng glanced down at her legs and sighed.

This body is hanging by medicine, and it is impossible to stand up in this life.

Of course, let alone standing up, blowing the wind may kill him.

Although Yu Hanzhou always said that it can be cured, when will it be cured?

Even if it was out of good intentions, Yu Hanzhou couldn't bear to lie to him on this issue, Fu Cheng naturally knew it well.

However, Fu Cheng has no interest in this, and it is not the first time to be a sick patient.

What really trapped him was never his body, which was hard to heal, but the endless cage of the spiritual world.

And now, the cage has been destroyed.

"I don't want you to think, I think it's good if it's good."

Fu Cheng glared at Yu Hanzhou, then pushed the cut pudding in front of Yu Hanzhou.

"eat."

Yu Hanzhou took it with a smile, and teased: "Didn't Chengcheng think that he could buy me off like this?"

"If you shut your mouth, you won't be able to speak." Fu Cheng was confident.

When Yu Hanzhou heard this, he wanted to say another way, but he stopped suddenly, cleared his throat, and remained silent.

Fu Cheng glanced at the man suspiciously, but didn't see anything after all.

Ever since the Cold War reconciliation, Yu Hanzhou didn't joke around with Fu Cheng very much, at least he didn't use the teasing between the bed and women on Fu Cheng anymore.

Fu Cheng is already outstanding in appearance, everything is based on Yu Hanzhou's favorite point, it is impossible not to be emotional.

But precisely because we cherish each other more and more, we will have more patience to examine each other's feelings, understand each other's bottom line and hobbies, and thus restrain our desire to destroy.

Relationships may only require enthusiasm and loyalty, but life and companionship require adjustment.

Of course, generally speaking, only Yu Hanzhou needs to adjust.Fu Cheng's body is weak and his legs are weak, so he is not keen on this book.

After Yu Hanzhou used up the pudding cooperatively, Fu Chengfang pushed his own bowl to the middle and raised his chin.

Yu Hanzhou helplessly made some snacks for him, and said with a smile, "You know how to send me?"

The Jinwu guards and maids who were waiting behind them all looked forward without squinting after hearing the words.

Prince An Ding was raised so pampered, isn't it because the Prime Minister spoiled him?

Every pair of eyes in the prime minister's mansion can see clearly. Every time the elder son wants to do something by himself, the prime minister is either worried that he will be burned or that he will be tired. He won't let him do anything, can he not be spoiled?

It's just that Fu Cheng strives for success on her own, and has not really been pampered into a dude.

The indescribable mood of the subordinates is not enough for outsiders to understand.

But Yu Hanzhou's confidants are different.

The Minister of Rites sat on the other side of the main hall, watched the whole process silently, then called a servant, asked for pen and ink, picked up a pen to write a few lines, opened a box, stuffed a note, and handed it over.

When Fu Cheng received the gift box, she was a little surprised.

But before he could open it, Yu Hanzhou had already taken the box away.

"Don't touch anything of unknown origin."

The Minister of Rites in the distance twitched his mouth when he heard the boy's message, and wiped his face as if nothing happened.

This is the Chief Assistant whom he swore allegiance to to the death, and he cannot express his emotions on his face.

After Yu Hanzhou checked, Fang opened the box.

Xu, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, knew that Fu Cheng was not in good health, so he gave him 1000-year-old wild ginseng, which was very large, and seemed like a model that even money could not buy.

Fu Cheng took a look and said, "Why is this ginseng so big?"

I'm afraid it won't be enough to give him ten years.After all, it is a tonic, not something to eat, even if it is used as a medicinal diet, for a weak body like Fucheng, it can only be added a little at a time.

Yu Hanzhou nodded slightly after seeing it, and said: "This is treating Chengcheng as a filial piety to the old lady of the Shangshufu. Leave him alone and keep it for fun."

Fu Cheng glanced at the opposite side, and saw that the Minister of Rites was smiling "kindly" at him, and hurriedly smiled at him, nodded and looked away.

"Is it really acceptable?" Fu Cheng asked uncertainly.

Yu Hanzhou patted Fu Cheng's back and coaxed: "It's okay. He just gives things to Ben Xiang on weekdays, but he is always rejected by high-value, and he feels uncomfortable. Naturally, he wants to start with you."

These subordinates are all very good in their work, the only shortcoming is that they always like to imitate others and give gifts to Yu Hanzhou.Little did he know that Yu Hanzhou had collected a bunch of treasures "offered" by corrupt officials, but they had just sold them off and moved them for disaster relief.

Including the point that everyone recognizes - Yu Hanzhou likes fans, and it's just a name.

After all, power ministers can only reassure the emperor if they have weaknesses, and they are vigilant if they don't get in.

Seeing Yu Hanzhou looking at the wild ginseng plant, Fu Cheng quietly reached out to touch the note.

It's just that he just touched the side, and before he could grasp it, Yu Hanzhou pressed his hand.

"That's a gift for me." Fu Cheng frowned.

But Yu Hanzhou laughed, and coaxed the little doll to say: "The Minister of Rites has eight concubines in his house, and Cheng Cheng is so beautiful, that guy must not be able to write anything good, it will stain your eyes."

"Really?" Fu Cheng was dubious.

He just read the book of the Ministry of Rites, and he obviously looks like a gentleman, not like someone who is obsessed with beauty.

Yu Hanzhou said quickly: "Don't look at him as decent, he has been going to the Qin Lou Chu Pavilion a lot, and the truth has been rejected every time."

"Alright then." Fu Cheng frowned and let go.

Seeing Yu Hanzhou open the note, he tilted his head curiously to take a look.

It's a pity that the Minister of Rites, like Yu Hanzhou, writes well, and Fu Cheng can't understand the cursive script at all.

At least for now, Fu Cheng has not learned this, he has only learned a few common characters in this world.

Seeing the messy handwriting densely packed on it, Fu Cheng withdrew his gaze without interest.

He poked his head down for a snack.

Who knows that Yu Hanzhou has been paying attention to his reaction from the corner of his eyes, seeing Fu Cheng like this, Yu Hanzhou almost immediately raised his eyebrows, feeling distressed.

At the moment, Yu Hanzhou didn't care about the presence of outsiders, so he raised his hand and put Fu Cheng and the chair in his arms, and leaned over to coax him.

"Is Chengcheng upset?"

"What are you doing?" Fu Cheng raised her eyelids and looked at the other party.

But Yu Hanzhou took the initiative to put the note in front of Fu Cheng, clasped the table with his slender knuckles, and said, "I don't understand, are you angry?"

Fu Cheng blinked when he heard the words, and it took a while to realize that Yu Hanzhou felt that he was wronged and lost his temper.

Fu Cheng immediately wanted to refute.

But before he could say anything, after thinking about it, he remembered his former self, and indeed lost his temper several times because he couldn't read or read.

At that time, he was deprived of the knowledge he had learned and lost his basic thinking ability. No one could react faster than him. The old man who sold sweet potatoes on the road could read more characters than him. He really felt wronged.

Yu Hanzhou understood when he was wronged, and tried every means to re-teach him to read, and he never used those official words when talking to him, only the most easy-to-understand vocabulary.

Perhaps it was at that time that Yu Hanzhou realized his helplessness and began to try to save him.

The hexagram thought that Yu Hanzhou only discovered Fucheng's situation when Fucheng said "someone is going to kill me", but it was not at all.

Yu Hanzhou found out earlier, when they saw each other face to face for the first time.

It's just that he was restricted from speaking, Yu Hanzhou was concerned about his safety, so he never spoke.

After Fu Cheng figured this out, she suddenly felt much better, and was not in a hurry to defend herself.

He nodded slowly, his beautiful eyebrows and eyes looked weak and helpless under the light of the candlelight.

"I don't understand, and you won't let me see, what's there to be happy about?"

Yu Hanzhou frowned as expected, rubbed the back of his hand distressedly, and changed his words: "Then let me read it to you, okay?"

"Okay." Fu Cheng reluctantly agreed.

My heart has already started to laugh.

It was the first time for him to tease Yu Hanzhou like this, and he just found it novel and interesting, and even had the feeling that it would be interesting to be a green tea coquettish...

However, Yu Hanzhou had already flattened the note, and read patiently: "His Majesty An Ding looks very timid, and he hasn't recovered yet, my lord should take it easy..."

"Uh..." Fu Cheng silently turned her head and glanced at Yu Hanzhou.

Yu Hanzhou's expression was calm, as if he was not the object of teasing and ridicule by the Minister of Rites.

Fu Cheng pursed her lips, and finally couldn't hold back her smile.

Yu Hanzhou rubbed his dimples helplessly, and said with a serious face, "Is it that funny?"

Fu Cheng didn't speak.

Yu Hanzhou stared at his rare smiling face for a while, and finally turned him around, trying to find some Fu Cheng's favorite snacks to lull him.

After all, if you don't want people not to laugh, then you can only try not to let people see it.

I didn't look at the young talented man who admired Fu Cheng, his eyes were about to fall off, his appearance was really ugly.

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