They all say I'm a puppet

What happened just now was Fu Yu's instinctive reaction, how could he have the guts to stop Chen Yuan.On weekdays, no matter how many people Chen Yuan killed, as long as he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could pretend that he didn't know.It's just that there is no way to watch him draw his sword and kill an old minister in front of his face in this court.

Facing Chen Yuan's eyes, Fu Yu was bewildered and frightened. He lowered his eyes slightly and just saw the tip of the sword against his chest. He swallowed and stammered: "Zhen, I just want to persuade you For the sake of my mother's funeral, uncle, don't, don't kill."

Chen Yuan exerted a slight force on his wrist, and the tip of the sword moved forward a little bit, it might cut through Fu Yu's robe at any moment and stab into his heart.Chen Yuan's eyes shifted slowly from the tip of the sword, and fell on Fu Yu's face. There was a slight smile in his tone, but it made the listeners tremble uncontrollably: "Your Majesty may wish to guess, this sword How long does it take for the tip to tear through the dragon robe?"

"Chen Yuan!" The old minister finally recovered from the panic just now, he stared at the long sword in Chen Yuan's hand, "You deceive the emperor so much, could it be that you are planning to rebel!"

Chen Yuan turned his head and glanced at him, glanced at the courtiers with different expressions on the hall, and chuckled: "I think everyone already knows some things, so there is no need to say more."

As soon as Chen Yuan's words came out, the courtiers in the hall who had the courage to accuse Chen Yuan began to hesitate again.In fact, what Chen Yuan said was correct, some things were well known to everyone, and Chen Yuan was already one step away from the throne.

Since the new emperor ascended the throne, there have been more guards with swords on the main hall, in the name of protecting the safety of the new emperor, but now, Chen Yuan is facing the new emperor with his sword drawn in full view, aren't those guards Turn a blind eye?

The Nanxia royal family had long been ostentatious, and to stand up and reprimand Chen Yuan at this moment was just asking for their own death.

Chen Yuan raised the corners of his lips, seeing everyone's small expressions in his eyes, turned his wrist, retracted the long sword in his hand, and patted Fu Yu's face with the hand holding the sword: "Your Majesty probably I'm tired too, why don't you come here this morning, let's all go away." After speaking, he put his long sword back into the scabbard, shook his robe, and left the hall without looking back.

All the ministers looked at me and I looked at you, and knelt down on the ground together, thanking Fu Yu.Fu Yu stared blankly at them, then slowly lowered his head to look at his chest, obviously through the thick material, but he seemed to have been stabbed into his chest by the long sword, he felt short of breath for a while.

He took a deep breath, waved to the courtier kneeling in front of him, and then walked slowly towards the outside of the hall alone.

Even after the new year, the weather did not show signs of getting warmer, and it might be because the bleakness of the entire imperial city made Fu Yu feel colder.The imperial chariot probably left with Chen Yuan, although Fu Yu didn't want to ride even though he was guarding outside the hall.He walked through the high and low sleeping halls, the long and short palace walls, and walked aimlessly along the path paved with bluestone slabs.

He was born in this imperial city, and he was destined to be bound here, even though he never felt it.After all, for many years before, he was a prince without any sense of existence. No one cared about him, so no one would restrict him.He and Uncle Zhong lived in that dilapidated cold palace. It was an extravagant hope to have enough food and clothing, but he felt that the future was full of hope.

Unlike now, the long road is long, but it makes him feel at a loss.

I don't know how long I walked, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Fu Yu's eyes, he subconsciously stopped, and then he saw Cang Lin's face and his always frowning brows clearly, he was stunned for a moment before remembering to ask: "How do you Come out, aren't you taking care of Uncle Zhong?" After speaking, his heart twitched, "Did something happen to Uncle Zhong?!"

Cang Lin shook his head, first carefully looked at his face, and then replied: "We left early in the morning, and the imperial chariot has gone back but I haven't seen you back for a long time. Uncle Zhong is worried, so he asked me to come out and have a look. "

Hearing that Cheng Zhong was fine, Fu Yu was relieved, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine." He looked around and found that he had unknowingly deviated from the way back to Changle Palace and walked to the On Lenggong's side, unexpectedly, Cang Lin could find it too.

"Uncle Zhong said you might come here." Cang Lin followed him and looked around, "Have you and Uncle Zhong lived here before?"

Fu Yu nodded, and pointed to a bedroom not far away: "That's right there. Uncle Zhong and I have lived in it for more than ten years."

Cang Lin looked in the direction of his finger, compared to other places in the imperial city, this place really looked extraordinarily old, but when Fu Yu looked there, the corner of his mouth was raised, with Cang Lin's incomprehensible nostalgia.This made Cang Lin a little curious, thought for a while and walked directly towards the dilapidated palace door.

Fu Yu didn't stop him, and followed Cang Lin into the palace gate.

Everything is still the same, the painted door and the roof missing the tiles, and it has not been repaired just because the original owner here became the new emperor.There are still traces of Fuyu's previous existence in the hall, such as the charcoal basin that has not been used a few times because there is always not enough charcoal, the dishes with gaps, and the robes that have been repaired many times.

Cang Lin stopped at the entrance of the hall, he seemed to be able to see through those things that the old and the young spent more than ten years here, poor but happy.He didn't go any further, for fear that his footsteps would disturb those memories.

Fu Yu stood beside Cang Lin without moving, his brows and eyes were bent, there was a little smile on his face, but there was a trace of sadness in his eyes.He just stood there quietly for a long time, and couldn't help lowering his eyes.When he raised his eyes again, all the emotions in his eyes disappeared without a trace, he reached out and patted Cang Lin's shoulder: "Go back, Uncle Zhong should be waiting soon."

Cang Lin looked at him for a while, then nodded: "Okay."

On the way back, Fu Yu seemed to be in a better mood. He didn't mention what happened in the hall, and Cang Lin didn't ask what happened. When he arrived at the gate of Changle Palace, Fuyu's smile returned to his lips.

Cang Lin watched him go from depressed to normal all the way, raised his eyebrows slightly, pushed the door open and let Fu Yu in.

Fu Yu turned around and smiled at him as he walked in: "I didn't expect you to learn to take care of people in just one night."

Cang Lin followed into the hall and turned around to close the door. When he heard his words, he was about to refute, but found that Fu Yu suddenly stopped speaking. He turned his head suddenly and found that there was a man sitting on the chair in the middle of the hall, with a smile on his lips. If there is a faint smile, he said lightly: "Your Majesty, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The smile on Fu Yu's face had long since dissipated, he licked his lower lip a little at a loss, and explained: "Uncle, I... I just walked around the palace casually, so I came back It's late."

Chen Yuan shook his head, expressing that he didn't care: "It doesn't matter if you're late, after all, His Majesty still remembers the way back, so I'm already very relieved."

Fu Yu knew that Chen Yuan was here to make trouble. After all, he disobeyed him in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu court today, which was absolutely unbearable for Chen Yuan.

He is a puppet, a puppet that Chen Yuan supported to the throne with one hand.He should be cowardly and cowardly, and obey Chen Yuan's words. If he exceeds these, then Chen Yuan may not be able to tolerate him anymore.

But Fu Yu had no choice.He is not a benevolent and assertive emperor who loves the people like a son, and he does not have the ability and courage to resist Chen Yuan, but he was born as a human being after all, and he cannot watch a person being killed in front of him without being indifferent.He exhausted all his courage to stand up, but he didn't know whether he could bear the consequences after all.

Fu Yu slightly lowered his head to look at his shoe uppers, at such a time he dared not look directly into Chen Yuan's eyes no matter what.

Chen Yuan stood up slowly and walked in front of Fu Yu, pinched Fu Yu's jaw with two fingers and forced him to look up at him, then smiled lightly: "Your Majesty's performance in the early court really surprised me, I never I didn't expect His Majesty to be so sympathetic to the courtiers, or somewhere I don't know, His Majesty and those old and immortal people in the court have already colluded together, trying to do something?"

Chen Yuan's voice was very low, and he didn't use any force at all, but it seemed as if all the strength in Fu Yu's body had been pulled away. He could only force himself to shake his head: "I just, just don't want to see you in the court. It’s just blood, especially, especially now that the queen mother is mourning, it’s not easy to kill.”

"Is Your Majesty alluding to my cruelty?" Chen Yuan asked softly.

"No!" Fu Yu retorted hastily, "I didn't mean that, and I didn't want to disobey my uncle."

Chen Yuan snorted softly: "Really?" He let go of the fingers pinching Fuyu's chin, rubbed his fingertips, took out something from his bosom and threw it on the ground, "Your Majesty might as well take a look, this is What?"

There was a piece of silk cloth thrown on the ground, Fu Yu squatted down slowly, trying to pick up the piece of silk cloth, but found that her fingers were shaking so badly that she couldn't hold the silk cloth.A hand stretched out from behind, picked up the silk cloth, and helped Fu Yu up.Fu Yu looked up and found that Cang Lin was standing in front of him, holding the piece of silk cloth firmly in his hand, and presented it to Fu Yu.

Fu Yu settled down to look at the words on the silk cloth. He didn't know many words, but he managed to read the words on the silk cloth clearly. Chen Yuan deceived the emperor and neglected several crimes of corrupting the court, and called on righteous men to get rid of Chen Yuan and help the royal family.

After Fu Yu read it word by word, his mind was in a mess, and he instinctively raised his head to look at Chen Yuan: "What's going on here?"

"This is the evidence of the collusion between Lord Li and the traitor He Hongyi that His Majesty rescued today." Chen Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Yu, "Your Majesty grew up in the harem since he was a child, and he should have never had anything to do with that Lord Li." Intersection, but I defend it in every possible way today, even openly disobeying me." Chen Yuan took the silk cloth in his hand with a smile, and gently shook it in front of Fu Yu's eyes, "Then His Majesty must have known about it."

"No, I don't know about this matter. I don't know Mr. Li, and I don't know any He Hongyi." Fu Yu explained palely, "I don't know anything about this matter."

"Really?" Chen Yuan hooked the corners of his lips, stuffed the piece of silk cloth into Fu Yu's lapel, raised his finger and gently tapped Fu Yu's forehead, "Then how does His Majesty plan to explain today's matter to you?" I apologize?"

Fu Yu closed her eyes slightly, and said in a shy voice, "Follow my uncle's orders."

Chen Yuan tilted his head, as if he was really thinking about it. After a long while, he suddenly clapped his hands: "Your Majesty is the king of a country, so naturally a minister should not offend you. Where is the old eunuch who raised His Majesty?" Let him take the punishment for His Majesty."

As soon as he said this, the faces of the two people present changed. Before Fu Yu could speak, Cang Lin had already made a move, and almost immediately blocked Chen Yuan, stopping his way to the inner hall.

Chen Yuan seemed to have just seen him, with a smile on the corner of his lips: "I forgot, there is one more person in Changle Palace now." Halfway through speaking, the smile disappeared, and his tone was slightly cold, "It's just that you count What dares to block my way?" Yu Luo stretched out his hand and directly grabbed Cang Lin's throat.

Everything seemed to happen in an instant, Cang Lin didn't think about how to deal with this Chen Yuan, but just reacted instinctively when he heard that he wanted to act like Cheng Zhong, because both he and Fu Yu Clearly, Cheng Zhong, who was on the sick bed, could no longer stand Chen Yuan's tossing.

Cang Lin never thought that one day he would stand up and protect someone. He didn't even have time to think about whether his actions were too reckless. He only felt that Chen Yuan's hands were like iron tongs, tightly Pinching his throat made it very difficult for him to breathe.

The feeling of suffocation became stronger and stronger, Cang Lin finally understood that this was not a threat or a threat, Chen Yuan really wanted to strangle him to death.This feeling is actually not unfamiliar to him, after all, it is not the first time someone wants him to die when he grows up so big.It's just that many times in the past, no one was there to plead for him.

This little emperor can really cry, Cang Lin thought blankly.

Fu Yu knelt down at Chen Yuan's feet, pulling Chen Yuan's skirt with both hands, his face was already wet with tears, but he didn't know what else he could do other than crying and begging for mercy. He saw Cang Lin's body He no longer struggled, and saw that Chen Yuan's hands were still tightening, and his eyes widened feebly.

Is Cang Lin about to be strangled to death?In front of him, because he?

The door of the main hall was pushed open with a bang, and a clear female voice came in: "Master Chen wants to empty this imperial city and kill all the members of our Fu family to be reconciled, right?"

There was a trace of surprise in Chen Yuan's eyes, and the hand that was holding Cang Lin finally let go, and he left the limp young man aside, and looked up at the person who came: "I see His Royal Highness the Eldest Princess."

The eldest princess of Yongning, Fu Zhi, was wearing a plain skirt, her long ink-like hair was casually tied into a bun, and a golden step was inserted slantingly. She didn't wear any makeup. She stood coldly at the gate of the hall, and glanced at Chen Chen indifferently. Yuan Yuan took a look, then looked at Fu Yu who had already rolled and crawled towards Cang Lin, and frowned slightly: "The emperor should have the virtue of the emperor, Your Majesty, what do you look like now?"

Fu Yu had already detected Cang Lin's breath, and finally regained some strength, slumped on the ground and gasped for breath, then said softly, "Auntie taught me the lesson."

Fu Zhi shook her head lightly, then turned her gaze to Chen Yuan: "I didn't know Mr. Chen liked this Changle Palace so much, and he wanted to come here after the court was over."

Chen Yuan replied: "I just have something to discuss with Your Majesty."

"So, it's just my misfortune that this palace has interrupted Master Chen and His Majesty's business?" Fu Zhi raised her eyes and asked.

"Your Majesty has no such intention." Chen Yuandao, "What I have discussed with His Majesty is not important, so why would Your Highness disturb you?"

Fu Zhi nodded: "Since it's not an important matter, let's discuss it another day. I happen to have something to discuss with Mr. Chen."

"I am extremely honored." After Chen Yuan finished speaking, he slowly took out a handkerchief from his bosom, wiped his hands, and made a gesture of invitation to Fu Zhi.

Fu Zhi glanced at him: "Master Chen, please wait outside the hall, I still have a few words to say to His Majesty."

Chen Yuan lowered his eyes slightly, smiled, turned around and left the door.Fu Zhi stood at the same spot and heard his footsteps fading away, then turned her head and said to Fu Yu: "I know you don't want this seat, but since you have already sat here, give us the last seat of the Fu family." Save some face." After speaking, he turned around and went out the door without looking back.

The door of the main hall was slowly closed, and the light in the room dimmed. Fu Yu turned his head to the side and found that Cang Lin had opened his eyes, lying on his back on the cold ground, staring blankly at the top of his head, his eyes were loose.

Fu Yu poked her head over and shook her hands in front of his eyes: "Are you all right? Do you want to ask the imperial doctor to come over and take a look?"

Cang Lin's eyelashes trembled, and he shook his head slowly, his throat was still hurting badly, but he knew it was not a serious problem, after all, this life was still saved.

Fu Yu lowered her head slightly just in time to see the particularly obvious fingerprints on his neck, and subconsciously reached out to touch them.Cang Lin raised his hand, pressed Fu Yu's fingers, shook his head again, opened his mouth, but his voice was extremely hoarse: "I'm fine." After speaking, he turned over and sat up.

Fu Yu also sat up, but couldn't help but look at Cang Lin's neck. He felt that his throat was also very congested, so he whispered after a while: "I'm sorry."

Cang Lin turned his head and looked at him in surprise: "Why are you apologizing?"

Fu Yu closed her eyes slightly: "I almost killed you because of me."

There was a trace of coldness between Cang Lin's eyebrows, he brushed his robe and stood up straight: "Even if I die today, it is not your fault. There is a wrong and a debtor, and I will pay for everything today." Take it back from Chen Yuan."

As he said that, he stopped talking to Fuyu, got up and went out.

The hall door was pushed open and then closed again, and a cold wind took the opportunity to get in and blow on Fu Yu.Fu Yu bit her lower lip and sat on the ground for a while, clapped her hands lightly, and also got up from the ground.

Cang Lin walked out of the gate of Changle Palace, the cold wind blowing on his face made him regain a little consciousness.He raised his hand and touched his neck, and he could still feel obvious pain. More importantly, the suffocation seemed to still remain, and there was also the feeling that the person who wanted to kill you was stronger than you. Powerless and hopeless.

Not to mention killing Chen Yuan from those loyal guards, even if Chen Yuan was the only one standing in front of him, he would not have the slightest ability to resist, let alone that person.

Cang Lin hated himself for being so weak, he hated himself for being powerless, he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and punched back at the palace wall behind him, but he didn't feel the expected pain.He opened his eyes and found a big hand blocking the wall, and the owner of that hand was tilting his head, looking at him thoughtfully.

Cang Lin glared at Xun Cheng, brushed his hand away with his back, turned around and left, and the person standing behind him just before walking a few steps had already flashed in front of him again.

Cang Lin took a step back subconsciously, and looked at Xun Cheng with some surprise, he didn't see this person's movements clearly at all, and he didn't know what this person was, so he appeared in front of him from behind.

Xun Cheng looked at him with a calm expression, turned his head and glanced at the gate of Changle Palace, then looked at the fingerprints on Cang Lin's neck: "It is a great fortune to be able to save a life from Chen Yuan's hands. "

Cang Lin frowned, he didn't want to hear this person's humiliation at this time, lowered his eyes slightly, and turned his back.I heard Xun Cheng's voice from behind him: "Do you know why Chen Yuan is so vicious and unscrupulous, countless people want to get rid of him, but no one succeeds?" Xun Cheng walked around to Cang Lin and continued, " In addition to raising a group of loyal subordinates, although he himself is not highly skilled in martial arts, he is also enough to protect himself, and he is also cautious enough. Do you want to kill him? I'm afraid it will be impossible in this life."

Cang Lin looked up at him: "What about you?"

Xun Cheng was taken aback, and suddenly laughed: "If we fight one-on-one, he is naturally not my opponent, but he will never give me such a chance in his life."

Cang Lin lowered his eyes, looking thoughtful, while Xun Cheng stood in front of him silently, waiting patiently for Cang Lin's response. After a long time, Cang Lin raised his head and looked at Xun Cheng without blinking: "Why are you helping me?"

The smile on Xun Cheng's face dissipated: "I'm just happy to cause a little trouble for the people I hate." Speaking of this, he paused, with a little curiosity in his tone, "I also want to know, under my command , what will become of you in the end."

"Will he know about this?" Cang Lin asked.

Xun Cheng shook his head: "I said that the two of us are just a cooperative relationship. I only tell him what I want to tell. As for my little interests, no one will interfere."

Cang Lin raised his eyes and stared at Xun Cheng's face, as if he was considering whether he could believe what this man said.He raised his hand and touched his throat, the feeling Chen Yuan gave him would not dissipate so quickly, it would remind him all the time that he was so weak, so vulnerable.

Cang Lin suddenly laughed, he suddenly realized that he had nothing to worry about, after all his life was picked up, so what is there to lose?He nodded towards Xun Cheng: "I've made up my mind."

Xun Cheng raised the corners of his lips and waved his hand at him: "Yinshi, the Imperial Garden." After speaking, his figure flashed and disappeared before Cang Lin's eyes.

When Cang Lin returned to the bedroom, Fu Yu was already curled up on the couch and fell asleep.He drank a lot of wine last night, was called up early in the morning before dawn, and was shocked and frightened, as if he had exhausted all his energy.He curled himself into a ball, wrapped his arms around his knees, and buried his face in his arms. Because he didn't cover himself with a quilt, he seemed to feel the chill in his sleep, and he didn't sleep very well.

Cang Lin stood in front of the bed and looked at him for a while, pulled off the quilt and covered Fu Yu, drank some warm water, and lay down beside Fu Yu with his clothes, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Fuyu slept until it was dark, and when he woke up, he was still alone in the hall, but the warmth from the pillow beside him let him know that at least he wasn't the only one in the hall all the time. one person.

Fu Yu rubbed his face with his hands, and shook his head vigorously, as if he could erase all unpleasant memories by doing so.He didn't get out of bed until he was sure he was fully awake.He slept for too long and almost missed Uncle Zhong's medicine.

After Fuyu washed his face indiscriminately, and pushed open the back door, he found that the medicine stove had lit a fire at some time, and Cang Lin was squatting in front of him with the worn cattail fan, staring at the hearth intently.

Cang Lin seems to be very focused on everything he does, even if it is a trivial matter like decocting medicine now, he can concentrate as if he is doing a very important event.Fu Yu looked at the messy hair on the back of his head due to sleep, raised his lips, coughed lightly, and walked over.

Cang Lin turned his head and glanced at him, and asked without a tone: "Are you awake?"

"Hmm." Fu Yu responded, stretched out his hand to lift the lid of the medicine pot, took a look, and asked in surprise, "You made the fire yourself?"

Cang Lin looked back at him: "Who else in Changle Palace do you think will help us?"

Fu Yu lowered his eyes, and his eyes fell on Cang Lin's face, only to realize that probably because he was still not very skilled, Cang Lin rubbed a lot of furnace ashes on his face, and the originally fair little face became dirty. Fu Yu finally couldn't help laughing at God's bright black eyes.

Fu Yu's smile made Cang Lin frown: "What are you doing?"

Fu Yu didn't answer him either, and while reaching out to wipe Cang Lin's face with his sleeve, he smiled happily to himself.

Cang Lin squatted on the ground and was forced to raise his head to let Fu Yu wipe his face. From this angle, he could see Fu Yu's smiling eyebrows. Sometimes he didn't know whether Fu Yu was too optimistic or really heartless. A few hours ago they On the verge of life and death, he recovered his life, but when he woke up, it was as if nothing had happened, and he smiled so happily.

Fu Yu wiped Cang Lin's face, and saw his messy hair again, so he untied Cang Lin's hair and tied it up again.

Cang Lin was about to get up, but after sensing his actions, he continued to squat down stiffly, feeling the man's movements while listening to the man whispering in his ear: "Actually, I've always wanted to ask you, why did you I tidy myself up every day, but my hair is always messy."

Cang Lin adjusted his sitting posture following Fu Yu's movements, and let him move his hands and feet on his head. Hearing his words, he was stunned for a while, and then replied: "Because I combed it myself, no one gave me a braid." Too bad, I can only learn from others."

Fu Yu's hand paused for a moment, even the movements were subconsciously relaxed, and she said with a smile: "Then I'll tie your hair for you, you have to learn carefully."

Cang Lin felt a strange feeling in his heart, he nodded lightly: "Okay."

It was the first time for Fu Yu to tie someone else's hair so seriously when he was so big. In fact, he himself was not very skilled in this aspect, but he was extraordinarily serious.And Cang Lin was even more obedient, staring blankly at the hearth in front of him, motionless.

I don't know how long it took, Fu Yu patted Cang Lin's shoulder lightly, took a step back, looked at Cang Lin's appearance carefully, and nodded: "Okay."

Cang Lin subconsciously raised his hand to touch the top of his head, he did not believe it himself, he couldn't see the top of his head, but he felt that it must be very beautiful, turned his head to look at Fu Yu, and rarely showed a smile: "Thank you. "

Fu Yu also laughed, looking over his shoulder to look at the medicine stove: "The medicine should be ready, right? I'll ask Uncle Zhong to get up and take the medicine."

Cang Lin also stood up, and carefully poured the medicinal juice into the bowl: "Okay."

Days always go on, no matter what they have experienced today, as long as life continues, they still have to live well.

Fu Yu didn't know what consensus the Princess Yongning had reached with Chen Yuan. In short, after the two left together that day, he didn't see Chen Yuan again, and even stopped for a few days in the early court.Although he didn't know the reason, Fu Yu was deeply relieved to not see Chen Yuan.

Of course, such good times cannot last forever.One afternoon, the appearance of Chen Yuan once again broke the rare tranquility of Changle Palace.

When Cang Lin saw Chen Yuan, he remembered the moment when he almost died in this man's hands that day, and his face immediately changed.Fu Yu saw all this in his eyes, and said calmly: "Cang Lin, go and boil some water to make tea for uncle."

Cang Lin glanced at him, lowered his eyes slightly: "Yes."

Only Chen Yuan and Fu Yu were left in the hall. Chen Yuan sat down at the main seat, looked at Fu Yu who had been standing by his side, and smiled: "I haven't seen you for a few days, but your majesty is a little more sensible." .”

"Thanks to my uncle's teaching." Fu Yu replied softly.

Chen Yuan smiled and didn't care, he tapped the table with his fingers, and after a while he said calmly: "I came here today to discuss something with His Majesty."

Fu Yu frowned, could Chen Yuan have something to discuss with him?He was vigilant in his heart, but he still opened his mouth and said, "Let's just say it, uncle."

Chen Yuan raised his head slightly, with a smile on the corners of his eyes and brows: "Chen Yuan proposes to marry Princess Yongning, Fu Zhi, and I hope His Majesty will give her a marriage."

Fu Yu's eyes widened. He never expected that at this time, He Hongyi's rebellion had just ended, and both the capital and the imperial city were in chaos. Even the Queen Mother Chen had just passed away, and even he, the emperor, was in mourning. , Chen Yuan, as the brother of the Empress Dowager Chen, actually asked to marry the eldest princess who had been widowed for many years at this time?

Does Princess Yongning know about this?

Fu Yu was at a loss. After that day, he didn't dare to refuse any request from Chen Yuan, but he couldn't answer Chen Yuan directly.He made up his mind, and replied hesitantly: "The eldest princess is my aunt, and I dare not make decisions about the elders' matters. I have to ask the eldest princess for her opinion on this matter."

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Since the subject dares to speak, the eldest princess will naturally agree." Chen Yuan stood up with a smile, walked to Fuyu, looked into his confused eyes, "Your Majesty must be very surprised, why am I doing this in this way?" When is it time to marry the eldest princess?"

Fu Yu nodded subconsciously. He watched Chen Yuan turn his back, put his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "I just took back what belonged to me many years ago."

Fu Yu felt even more confused in his heart, he faintly sensed something, but felt that it was really absurd, so he could only watch what Chen Yuan was waiting for him.

Chen Yuan turned around and looked at Fu Yu, with deep eyes: "I have known Fu Zhi for more than ten years, and we are in love with each other, just waiting for me to follow my father back from the southern Xinjiang to quell the chaos, make some military exploits, and ask to marry the princess. But at that time, your father, who was obsessed with pills and devoted himself to cultivating immortals, married her to Xing Gang's righteous brother just because of Xing Gang's words, regardless of his own sister's feelings."

Having said that, the smile in his eyes dissipated, he stared at Fuyu's face that resembled the late emperor, and asked word by word: "So now you understand how many times I want to pinch your face? Kill you?" After speaking, he smiled again, "But who made you grow a pair of eyes similar to hers."

Fu Yu never thought that the reason why he hated Xing Gang so much and hated their Fu family so much was so, and finally understood why he almost slaughtered all the blood of the Fu family, but left a widowed princess Yongning in the harem .

It's just that even though they used to be in love with each other, Chen Yuan has long since become a paranoid and cruel butcher with blood on his hands, will Princess Yongning really like such Chen Yuan?

He and Fu Zhi had only met twice, so there was no real relationship, but that person was his only blood relative in this world after all, perhaps because of the blood connection, he inevitably worried a little more about Fu Zhi.Fu Zhi has lived in the harem for many years, so why did she agree to marry Chen Yuan at this time?But Chen Yuan is so uncertain now, if Fu Zhi marries him, his life may be in danger.

Fu Yu took a deep breath, raised her head and looked at Chen Yuan: "I want to see my aunt and ask her personally."