Cang Lin took the medicine seized from Shangyao Bureau and gently pushed open the door of the inner hall.Changle Palace was very quiet, the original servants didn't know whether they ran away in disorder a few days ago, or they were all handled by Chen Yuan.It seemed that apart from the two guards at the gate of the palace, only he and Fu Yu were left.

Cang Lin turned back and closed the door of the inner hall, turned around and heard voices coming from inside, he poked his head in and found that Cheng Zhong was already awake, Fu Yu was wiping his face with a wet cloth while talking softly , with a slight smile on his lips, as if he wasn't the one who cried uncontrollably just now.

Cang Lin leaned against the door, staring blankly at the two people inside, their voices were very soft, Cang Lin couldn't hear what they were saying, but it could be seen that Fu Yu seemed to have forgotten what he had experienced in the past few days All the pain in his face is like, his eyebrows are crooked, and there is a smile in his eyes.He just looked at it for a long while before he came back to his senses and coughed lightly.

Fu Yu subconsciously turned her head and saw Cang Lin standing at the door, holding the medicine she just brought back in her hand, the corner of her mouth slightly raised: "I thought you couldn't find where the Shang Yao Bureau is."

Cang Lin raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.He first nodded towards Cheng Zhong, then shook the medicine in his hand towards Fuyu: "I'll make the medicine, so I won't disturb your conversation."

Fu Yu hurriedly stood up and walked in front of him, and asked seriously: "Can you make a fire?"

Cang Lin shook his head.

"Then do you know how to decoct the medicine?" Fu Yu asked again.

Cang Lin still shook his head.

"I knew it was like this." Fu Yu sighed, reached out and took the medicine bag from his hand, "I'm going to decoct the medicine, and you help me feed Uncle Zhong some water." He went out without looking back.

Cang Lin stared blankly at the direction Fu Yu left for a while, he found that even after returning to the imperial city, that man had never regarded himself as a high-ranking emperor, he shook his head lightly, turned around He poured a glass of water and came to the bed.

Cheng Zhongzheng was sitting on the bed, and when he saw Cang Lin approaching, a wry smile appeared on his old face: "I didn't expect that not only His Majesty failed to escape, but you were also dragged in."

Cang Lin shook his head, knelt on the edge of the bed and gave Cheng Zhong a few sips of water.From such a close distance, he could see that Cheng Zhong's complexion was almost pale. Even though his blood-stained clothes had been replaced by Fu Yu, he still looked a little embarrassed and weak, and he was extremely pale. Dare to imagine what this half-old man has experienced in the past few days.

In fact, he and Cheng Zhong were not acquaintances, they just said a few words that day, but he remembered that Fu Yu didn't want to take this trouble with him at first that day, and it was Cheng Zhong who asked Fu Yu to agree.Although they still couldn't escape in the end, this person was somewhat of a life-saving grace to him.

Cang Lin has always had a clear distinction between grievances and grievances when he grows up, and he remembers people who treat him well, although he has not met many since he grew up.Then Cheng Zhong should be counted as one.Cang Lin's expressionless face softened a little, he frowned and thought about it before asking: "Does the wound on your body still hurt?"

Cheng Zhong smiled and shook his head: "Don't look at me as an old bone, my life is very tough. Although it looks a little bluffing, it's actually nothing serious. It's just that your majesty is worried."

Cang Lin nodded his head: "He is very worried about you."

"Your Majesty is a good boy, he is very affectionate, don't think I'm just an old cripple, but he never treats me right now, before, when we were still living in the cold palace, he always wanted to take me out Palace, buy a big house and give me a pension." Speaking of this, the expression on Cheng Zhong's face was extraordinarily gentle, revealing a real sense of satisfaction.

Cang Lin was puzzled: "Then why didn't you go with us that day?"

Cheng Zhong raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled slightly: "You young people are in good health, with hands and feet, and it is very easy to support yourself. My old bones can't live for a few years, so why go out of the palace Drag him down?"

Cang Lin tilted his head to look at Cheng Zhong for a while, then slowly lowered his eyes, hiding the emotions in his eyes behind his eyelashes.

Cheng Zhong looked at him quietly, and said softly: "I know that you must be uncomfortable in various ways when you first enter the palace, especially..." Cheng Zhong glanced down, and didn't say much, "But people, no matter where you go In such a situation, there is always a way to survive, and as long as you can survive, all those problems will not be a problem."

Cang Lin has grown up to such an age, and no one has ever said such words to him calmly with a little kindness as an old man like Cheng Zhong. Although he still can't fully understand Cheng Zhong's meaning, he listens carefully. After he finished speaking, he nodded.

After all, Cheng Zhong was old and injured again, and felt tired after talking for a while, Cang Lin noticed it very sensitively, and helped him to lie down: "Go to sleep again, I'll go and see... Your Majesty .”

Cheng Zhong nodded slightly, with a more relaxed expression on his face: "Your Majesty has never met anyone of the same age to play with when he grows up to this age. Now you can be good companions."

Cang Lin nodded: "I know, I promised you."

A little smile appeared on Cheng Zhong's face, he slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep again.Cang Lin stood in front of the bed for a while, stretched out his hand to tuck the corner of the quilt for Cheng Zhong, got up and went out the door.

He found Fuyu at the back door. He was holding an old cattail fan in his hand. He was squatting in front of a small medicine stove, staring intently at the fire in the medicine stove. He was only wearing a slightly thin red-yellow emperor's uniform, and his wide sleeves were rolled up, exposing his still-looking arms.

Cang Lin frowned and looked at him for a while, lowered his head and rolled up his sleeves, and glanced at his arms. For some reason, he has never grown tall, obviously only two years younger than Fu Yu , looks thin and small, but the arms are thinner than Fu Yu's.

After careful calculation, the new year is over now, and he is already 13 years old. If he doesn't grow a little taller, will he be so tall in the future?

Thinking of this, Cang Lin frowned again.Fu Yu turned her head and saw him standing behind her with a straight face, she couldn't help being surprised: "Why?"

Cang Lin stared at him for a while, and finally said: "You, cough, when did you grow so tall?"

Fu Yu was lifting the lid of the medicine stove to look at the medicine inside, and looked back at him in surprise: "What?"

Cang Lin bit his lower lip: "I mean, how tall were you when you were my age?"

Fu Yu was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed. He walked up to Cang Lin waving the cattail fan in his hand, stretched out his hand to compare with the top of his head, tilted his head and thought for a while: "It looks like you are indeed a little short now, I When I was your age, I was taller than you..."

Fu Yu gestured with two fingers, "It's so much taller."

Cang Lin regretted why he asked him such a question, opened Fu Yu's hand in dissatisfaction, took a few deep breaths, and finally couldn't help but glared at Fu Yu and said: "Wait until I'm as old as you At that time, it must be so much higher than you are now."

As he spoke, he also gestured with his finger, and intentionally made it longer than Fuyu's just now.Fu Yu couldn't help laughing when he looked at him, he found that Cang Lin was really a very strange person, sometimes he was mature, introverted and thoughtful, unlike a teenager, but occasionally he would It's very childish.

The more Fu Yu smiled, the angrier Cang Lin felt. He stretched out his hand and took the cattail fan from Fu Yu's hand, walked to the medicine stove and squatted down, holding the cattail fan to fan the flames in the furnace.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing." Fu Yu walked to him and took back the cattail fan, "It took me a long time to light the fire, please don't let me put it out, Uncle Zhong They are still waiting to drink medicine!"

Cang Lin withdrew his hand, squatted aside and watched Fu Yu's every move, and said after a while, "Do you care about Uncle Zhong?"

"Of course," Fu Yu replied casually, "Didn't I tell you that my mother died and left, and my father is not very reliable. Uncle Zhong raised me in the cold palace. For me, Uncle Zhong is my elder."

"Oh." Cang Lin responded without speaking.

Fu Yu didn't get a response and turned his head to look at him with some doubts: "What's wrong?"

Cang Lin lowered his head and picked at the small stones on the ground, shaking his head gently.After a long while, he said: "You teach me how to make medicine, and I will help Uncle Zhong make medicine in the future."

Fu Yu turned to look at him in surprise, with obvious doubts in his eyes: "You don't even know how to make a fire?"

"Then I'll learn Huo first." Cang Lin replied, "Anyway, you can teach me everything you know slowly. You are the king of a country, no matter how poor you are, there are some things that you don't have to do by yourself. .”

Fu Yu twitched the corners of his lips: "Anyway, I am the best fire maker among the emperors of all dynasties." After speaking, he turned around and picked up two sticks of firewood and handed them to Cang Lin, "Here, it's time to add firewood."

Cang Lin took the firewood from his hand, stuffed it carefully into the hearth, watched the flames slowly igniting them, and let out a sigh of relief.Fu Yu looked at him, rolled his eyes, and laughed.

Cang Lin turned his head and saw the smile on his face, and finally asked the doubts in his heart: "You clearly... cried like that before, why can you still laugh now."

"I cried at that time because Uncle Zhong was injured and couldn't wake up, because I was sad." Fuyu replied, "But now I am not sad. As long as Uncle Zhong is fine, everything is fine."

The author has something to say:

Fu Yu: Today I am still an emperor who makes fire.

Cang Lin: I will definitely be taller than you in the future!

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