They all say I'm a puppet

Fu Yu just wanted to change the subject, but he didn't lie, he had never lived outside the palace. Compared with the dilapidated cold palace he grew up in, this small courtyard seemed a bit warmer.Although the yard is small and a bit old, the previous owner probably cleaned it up, so it's not messy, and everything has been placed in an orderly manner.

Fuyu walked around the small yard, looked at the piled up firewood, and touched the wooden cart.Looking back, Cang Lin turned a blind eye to all this and went straight into the house.Fu Yu pursed her lips, took a long breath, felt a little refreshed, and followed in.

The room is not very big, there are only two rooms inside and outside. There is a wooden table and a few seats in the outside room. It is probably a place to eat, and it may also be used to entertain guests at ordinary times. But for the two of them, this Probably not useful.

The inside is even more rudimentary, with a rough-looking wooden bed and a few old wooden boxes, but fortunately, there are still bedding and so on.Fu Yu didn't have high demands on these things, and he was very satisfied when he saw this. He turned his head and found that Cang Lin was leaning against the door of the room, his brows and eyes were slightly frowned, and there was an undisguised disgust on his face. Looking at Fu Yu's gaze, he turned away He sighed and said, "It's much more broken than I imagined."

Fu Yu looked around, slightly puzzled: "Are you okay?"

Cang Lin frowned and looked at Fu Yu: "Aren't you the emperor, why..." He turned his back in the middle of speaking, "Forget it, I'll see if I can boil some water and take a bath."

Fu Yu nodded, signaling Cang Lin to take care of himself, and continued to walk around in the room.

After all, the room is not big, Fu Yu stepped on almost every place after walking around for a while, then turned to the yard again, and found Cang Lin squatting in front of the firewood pile, with a thoughtful expression on his face.Fu Yu walked over with some surprise, knelt down beside Cang Lin, and pointed to the firewood in front of him: "Is there any problem with this firewood?"

Cang Lin nodded, then shook his head again, with a blank expression on his face: "Actually, I don't know if there is any problem with this firewood, I just don't know how to make a fire."

Fu Yu looked down at the firewood, then looked up at Cang Lin's face, stretched out his hand to pick up some firewood and hugged it in his arms, and sighed resignedly: "Actually, I also think I don't look like an emperor." After finishing speaking, he Then he ordered Cang Lindao, "You also pick up some firewood and come with me."

Cang Lin looked up at Fu Yu in a daze, seeing that he was indeed very skillful, so he picked up some firewood and followed Fu Yu into the kitchen.

Fu Yu's movements are very skillful and organized, and it is clear what to do first and then what to do.After a while, a fire really ignited in the stove, and the flames licked the stove, making the faces of the two people turn red, making the small stove room warm.

The two of them squatted down in front of the stove, Fu Yu stretched out his hand to roast it, then turned his head and glanced at Cang Lin: "If I hadn't seen you being bullied that day, sometimes I wondered if you belonged to some family. "

Cang Lin lowered his eyes, didn't answer his question, followed Fu Yu's example and stretched out his hand to bake it, then raised his head to look at Fu Yu: "If I didn't see you wearing the crown with my own eyes that day, sometimes I really doubt you Where is the servant from?"

Fu Yu was stunned for a moment, then couldn't help laughing, he raised his hand to touch the top of Cang Lin's head, but Cang Lin avoided it with full resistance, Fu Yu was not annoyed, his eyes were reflected by the dazzling fire, and he looked at it in a daze. It seemed to be a little wet.He didn't know when he changed his posture, hugged his knees, pressed his chin on the knees, and said softly: "I don't know what the palace is like now, Uncle Zhong... Uncle Zhong, how is he now?"

Cang Lin turned his head just to see the side face of this man, he could even see the darkening water in his eyes, he didn't know what to do for a while, in the end he just imitated Fu Yu just now, and lightly touched the top of his head After touching it, he glanced at his hand with some hesitation, he was not sure if this would comfort Fu Yu, and added: "It will be fine."

Fu Yu raised his hand and wiped his face, all the water in his eyes disappeared, and there was a little smile in his eyes, he turned his head to look at Cang Lin: "Seriously, which mansion did you live in before?" What do you do here?"

Cang Lin bit his lower lip and shook his head lightly. He lowered his head and stared at the ground for a while before he said, "Why on earth are you doing this? An emperor..."

"An emperor has been reduced to this situation?" Fu Yu laughed, "What kind of emperor am I? I haven't even seen the face of the late emperor. My emperor's father probably doesn't remember me as a son. Because I My mother was a court lady, and she passed away not long after giving birth to me. Uncle Zhong took me to grow up in the cold palace, and then until the first emperor passed away, the elder brother born to my noble concubine should have succeeded to the throne, but the empress was not happy, she He didn’t have a son of his own, so he recognized me as his son and let me succeed him.”

Speaking of this, he glanced at Cang Lin: "Forget it, you probably don't understand these things."

"The queen treats you well?" Cang Lin didn't mind what he said, and asked himself.

Fu Yu smiled: "If you want to eat and drink, the conditions must be much better than ours in the cold palace, but you just don't like me."

Cang Lin frowned tightly and stared at Fu Yu for a while, but said nothing, and lowered his head to add firewood to the stove.

The heat was bubbling up in the stove room, Fu Yu lifted the lid of the pot and took a look: "The water is boiling, you can take a bath." He looked around the stove room, "There is a wooden barrel, let's wash it here. "

Cang Lin glanced at Fu Yu and thought for a while: "You wash it first, I'll wait for you outside."

Fu Yu glanced at him in surprise: "It's so cold outside, what are you going to do, you can just help me get some water here, everyone is male..." Halfway through speaking, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. A few days ago, he was sent to the palace. In a sense, he was probably no longer a man.

Fu Yu grew up in the palace and met many servants, even Cheng Zhong who brought him up.Naturally, I also know that most of them are very concerned about this matter, not to mention that the person in front of him has been a normal person for more than ten years, and he probably avoids this matter even more.He glanced at Cang Lin's face, felt that it was indeed a little whiter, and waved his hands hastily: "Then what, you wash first, it's so hot here, I'll go out to get some air first."

Cang Lin glanced at him, and finally nodded: "Okay."

Fu Yu rushed out of the stove as if fleeing, and helped close the door of the stove by the way, standing in the yard and letting out a long sigh of relief.It seems that he has to pay more attention to what he says in the future. It is always bad to poke the other party's pain accidentally.

The weather was actually quite cold, but after all, Fu Yu was not spoiled and didn't feel uncomfortable. He opened the courtyard door and looked outside, and found that it was probably because the place was very remote, and no one walked by in the alleys. Instead, there was the sound of firecrackers in the distance. He listened for a while, and then closed the courtyard door with his hands back.

He has been so busy trying to find a way to get out of the palace these days that he doesn't even remember the time, but today should be New Year's Eve.He had promised earlier that he would definitely bring Uncle Zhong to celebrate New Year's Eve outside the palace, but he never expected that in the end, he was the only one who left the birdcage-like imperial city.

Oh yes, there is also the little eunuch who seems to have a lot of stories in it, and is always secretive about his life experience.

Fu Yu is not really stupid, of course he can hear that Cang Lin deliberately avoids talking about his life experience, every time he mentions it, Cang Lin will deliberately avoid the topic.He didn't know if Cang Lin did this to protect himself, or because he didn't have a good memory of what happened outside the palace before.

But no matter what, that Cang Lin shouldn't be just a simple little eunuch.He has a calmness and indifference beyond his age, except that he is a little sluggish, he handles things with ease.Even though he grew up outside the palace and is more familiar with the capital city than himself, but he took himself all the way to find this place without any surprises, even Fuyu, who has always boasted of being mature and stable, is ashamed of himself.

It might not be possible to get rid of this person for the time being, but Fu Yu reminded himself that he must be a little more prepared for this person.

While Fu Yu was thinking wildly, the door of the kitchen was pushed open from the inside, and Cang Lin came out with loose wet hair, glanced at Fu Yu who was squatting in the courtyard without any image at all, and frowned almost imperceptibly , said: "I added water to the pot, you can go in and wash in a while."

His hair was not dry, and water was dripping down the ends of his hair. Fu Yu couldn't help sighing after taking a look at it: "Hey, hey, don't stand here, go back to the room, or you will lose your hair in a while." You will be in trouble if it freezes."

Cang Lin looked down at his hair, and found that the ends of his hair had become stiff, and felt slightly cold when he touched it with his hand, he raised his hand to grab it, nodded towards Fu Yu, got up and walked into the room.

Fu Yu stood in the courtyard and looked at his back: "Hey, I saw that there is a charcoal basin in the room. Let's burn it for warmth, shall we?"

Cang Lin's footsteps paused, and he turned his head to look at Fu Yu, his eyes were slightly troubled, but he still nodded: "Okay."

Fu Yu felt that his expression was familiar, so he hesitated and asked, "Can you burn charcoal?"

As he expected, Cang Lin shook his head.Fu Yu couldn't help but sighed: "Forget it, I'll come later."

From then on, he is probably not only the emperor with the shortest reign in this dynasty, but also the best burner.