They all say I'm a puppet

There was silence in Changle Palace. Cang Lin took a deep breath and pushed open the palace door and walked in. He saw the coffin parked in the center of the palace at a glance. He stared at the coffin for a while before slowly turning his eyes away. Turning to Su He who had been quietly sitting in the corner, he bowed slightly: "Mr. Su."

Su He got up, and his eyes fell on Cang Lin's face, but within a day, Cang Lin seemed to have lost all energy, his face was pale, and there was a sense of despondency all over his body. Unable to bear it, he sighed softly, walked in front of Cang Lin, smelled the smell of alcohol on Cang Lin's body, reached out and patted his shoulder: "I'm going out for a walk, you probably want to spend time with him alone. "

After finishing speaking, Su He glanced at the coffin, turned around and went out the door.The heavy hall door was slowly closed, only Cang Lin was left in the empty hall, facing a cold coffin.

Cang Lin was stunned, closed his eyes slightly, sat down against the coffin, raised his trembling fingers and gently covered the coffin, and then pressed his face on it. He knew in his heart that this was probably the closest relationship between him and Fuyu. distance.After a while, Fu Yu will be buried in the imperial tomb just like his ancestors, and will remain underground forever.

The coffin was carved with complicated patterns. Fuyu was the emperor after all. Even though everyone knew that he was just a puppet, he still retained the dignity of the emperor after death, and everything was done according to the rules.Cang Lin stroked those veins carefully with his fingers, only felt that his heart and mouth seemed to be mixed together, the pain was unbearable.

He closed his eyes and said softly: "You don't know how much I want to go with you, but I can't, I want to kill the enemy who killed you with my own hands, and I want to help you look after this country and the people of the world Falling into the hands of a reliable person, I will take care of Uncle Zhong for you until the end of his life, if these things are not done, I will have no face to see you."

Changle Palace was empty, and no one could give Cang Lin a response. After a long time, he suddenly shed tears and whispered: "So if you are down here, can you wait a little longer, after I finish these, we can go together Go reincarnate."

The howling autumn wind blew into the hall along the open window, blowing out a few candles in the window, and the light in the hall became much darker, but Cang Lin didn't seem to notice it, just sat by the coffin, motionless.

Outside the hall, Su He was still standing at the door, the wind was very cold at night, blowing on him made him shiver, as if it would warm him a little.There was silence in the hall, only the flickering candles and the figure curled up next to the coffin remained motionless.

Su He slowly looked away and let out a long sigh.

"Why, do you feel pitiful for Cang Lin at this time?" The sudden voice startled Su He, he turned his head and saw a young man walking out of the night, it was the spare man who was in charge of protecting the safety of the imperial city General, Xun Cheng.

Su He raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on Xun Cheng's face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "What do you mean by Master Xun?"

With his hands behind his back, Xun Cheng was leaning on the stone pillar in front of Changle Palace. He seemed a little lazy in the night wind. He turned his head to look at Su He, with an unclear smile on his lips: " Mr. Su has also served as the emperor's teacher for three years. As far as I know, he has a deep friendship with the late emperor, teacher and student. But after the little emperor passed away suddenly, although you were a little sad, sir, you were not surprised at all, as if everything was in your expectation among."

Halfway through speaking, he saw Su He's complexion changed slightly as he wished, and he hooked the corners of his lips, and continued: "That day in Zhengyang Palace, all the wine that everyone drank was poured out of a jar of wine. , but only the little emperor was poisoned. If it wasn't for the queen's cronies in Zhengyang Palace, how could she avoid the poison test and succeed? After the little emperor passed away, the queen sent all All the arrangements were properly made, and the original servants in Changle Palace were all sent out from the palace for various reasons, and the queen's people buried the little emperor before the officials entered the palace. Seal the coffin."

He raised his head, looked at Su He, and said slowly, "It's as if there is some shady secret in that coffin, in a hurry."

Su He was stunned for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "I didn't expect Master Xun to be a good storyteller." He turned his head and glanced at the main hall behind him, "When Your Majesty passed away, Cang Lin came By the side, don't you think his current appearance is also a fake?"

"I've heard a lot of ways to make people fake death, not to mention, if you care about it, you will be confused. Because you care, you don't even dare to confirm it yourself." Xun Cheng shook his head, "Speaking of it, the little emperor is cruel, knowing that After his death, Cang Lin must have suffered a lot, but he still made such a situation, and even Cang Lin concealed it."

Su He let out a chuckle, turned his head, and met Xun Cheng's eyes: "Is Cang Lin honest enough to His Majesty?"

Xun Cheng was taken aback, and then laughed: "No wonder, I said why the little emperor suddenly designed such a thing this time, and was willing to hide it from Cang Lin. It turned out that he knew Cang Lin's life experience." He smiled for a while, He sighed, "Speaking of which, I still underestimated him." He waved his hand, "That's fine, at least he's still alive and well, and when the future finds out, Yu Sheng will have a little more comfort."

"In the future?" Su He was keenly aware of his words, "Since you already know the truth, you don't intend to tell Cang Lin?"

"Cang Lin is a person who can accomplish great things. For the sake of the little emperor, he almost wanted to go back to the mountains with him. Now let him think that the little emperor is dead. At least he will have the motivation to do some things that he wanted to do." Said. After that, he showed a somewhat sly smile, "What's more, I wasn't the one who lied to him, and I shouldn't be the one to tell the truth. Besides, I think that maybe one day in the future, when Cang Lin calms down, he Wouldn’t it be more interesting to discover the truth by yourself?”

Su He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Xun Cheng's face. After a long while, he finally couldn't help asking: "Who are you really from? Chen Yuan, or He Hongyi?"

"Mr. Su," Xun Chengyu said with a smile, "how can there be so many black and white distinctions in this world? I don’t care who I happen to help.” After speaking, he waved his hand, “It’s getting late, I have to go back to rest, thank you Mr. Su for helping me out today, I will Don't disturb sir," he paused, then looked up at the cold moon in the sky, "I'm so excited to watch the moon in this cold wind."

After speaking, his figure flickered, and he quickly merged into the night, leaving Su and standing alone in the cold wind for a while, and finally couldn't help but shook his head: "This autumn night is really cold."

As the words fell, he pushed open the door of the main hall behind him.

Cang Lin was still leaning against the coffin, with his eyes slightly closed, as if he had already entered a dream, and he didn't even respond to the cold wind blowing in when the temple door was opened.

Seeing him like this, Su He felt somewhat unbearable.Although the name is not right, Cang Lin is actually his student, and in comparison, he is far more talented and diligent than Fu Yu.There is no gentleman who does not like such students, and he is no exception.

It's just that Fu Yu is Nan Xia's last bloodline after all. In the past few years, no one has watched the little emperor's situation more directly than Su He, and no one knows better than him how much Fu Yu longed to leave this prison.The Southern Xia royal family is exhausted, and Fu Yu alone is powerless to bring them back to heaven. If he can escape from here, it can be regarded as saving the last bit of blood for the Fu family, and it is also what he, a courtier, should do.

As for Cang Lin... according to his background, and his natural ability, but he stayed by Fu Yu's side as a young eunuch, there is really no way to prevent people from doubting his purpose.Su He remembered Fu Yu's expression after seeing the letter in the imperial garden that day, and he probably struggled for a long time when he finally made this decision.

But looking at Cang Lin's state now, Su He couldn't help feeling that no matter what purpose Cang Lin stayed by Fu Yu's side, at least at this moment, he was really sad.

Su He stood in front of Cang Lin in silence for a while, first got up and closed the open window, blocking the wind from the window, walked to Cang Lin's side and patted his shoulder lightly, and said softly: "Cang Lin, it's late at night. Now, go back and rest."

Cang Lin raised his head slowly, his eyes stayed on Su He's face for a while, as if he was trying to figure out who the person in front of him was, then he lowered his eyes and shook his head gently: "I used to be here rest."

The main hall of Changle Palace is Fu Yu's bedroom, and Cang Lin has been living with Fu Yu since entering the palace, and now, this is the place where Fu Yu rests, and Cang Lin has no place to live.

Su He turned his eyes around the hall, seemed to think about it, and then said: "Otherwise, you should go and see Cheng Zhong, I met him once during the day, and he didn't look very good. He raised His Majesty, and now His Majesty It's probably unacceptable to suddenly disappear, you go and see him and talk to him, otherwise your majesty, if your majesty knows, you won't feel at ease."

Hearing Cheng Zhong's name, Cang Lin raised his head, seemed to consider Su He's words, then nodded, he returned his hand and patted the coffin beside him lightly, no matter Su He was right in front of him, he said softly : "I'll go see Uncle Zhong. Don't worry, I'll take good care of him."

After finishing speaking, he supported his knees, got up from the ground, and under Su He's gaze, he walked out the door slowly.

The hall door closed again, isolating Su He's long sigh in the hall.

Cang Lin has never felt that Changle Palace is so empty and quiet, those places he was very familiar with now fall into his eyes, it will only make him feel extra uncomfortable.After all, all his memories with this place include the existence of another person. Now that person is gone, it is difficult for him to even face the familiar road from the main hall to the side hall.

He walked slowly outside the door of the side hall in the night wind. The candlelight inside showed that Cheng Zhong hadn't fallen asleep yet.Cheng Zhong had a difficult life in his early years, so he developed a habit. In order to save red candles, he would definitely extinguish the candles before going to bed.

Cang Lin took a deep breath and knocked on the palace door.Following him, he heard heavy footsteps coming, and the palace door opened from the inside, revealing Cheng Zhong's old face.Cheng Zhong glanced at him, and reluctantly pulled the corner of his lips: "It's windy outside, come in."

Cang Lin followed him in blankly, looked around the room, and finally landed on the unnamed tablet enshrined in the corner. Cang Lin knew that it was the tablet of Fu Yuniang's mother. Leng Gong brought here, offering incense every day without interruption.

Cheng Zhong glanced at the thin cotton robe on Cang Lin's body, he could still smell the alcohol on his body when he got close, sighed softly, turned around and picked up the kettle from the small stove, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to Cang Lin: " Drink some water to warm yourself."

Cang Lin took the water glass and only held it in his hand. His eyes subconsciously followed Cheng Zhong around the hall. He knew that he came to comfort Cheng Zhong, so he should say something, but he couldn't say it when it came to his mouth. .What can he say, people can't be resurrected after death, so mourn and change?But he couldn't even convince himself, so how could he use these words to persuade Cheng Zhong?

At this time, if you say this lightly, maybe you are only comforting yourself.

Cheng Zhong added charcoal to the charcoal basin, sat back on his old rocking chair, leaned back, let out a sigh, and then raised his eyes to look at Cang Lin: "I haven't seen you today, look at your face. Looks like, I'm afraid there's not even a drop of water in it?"

Cang Lin hurriedly raised his hand to take a sip of water, moistened his thirsty throat, and then said, "I, I'm fine, I just can't eat anything for a while." He glanced at Cheng Zhong, feeling that Cheng Zhong died overnight. It seems that he has aged a lot, his eyes are red and swollen, and his eyes are deeply tired.Seeing it in his eyes, the old man couldn't help being a little worried, he hesitated and said, "Uncle Zhong, are you okay?"

Cheng Zhong raised his eyes to look at him, and smiled slightly, with a bit of pain in his eyes: "Like I have lived to this age, I have already seen everything. People will die sooner or later, I just didn't expect that one day it will be I send the white-haired person to the black-haired person."

Cang Lin opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. He heard Cheng Zhong sigh softly in his ear: "Your Majesty has had a very hard life. When he was just born, he was only a little big and thin. He was young and lost his mother early. I don't even know how I brought him up.

There was nothing in the cold palace, he didn't have enough to eat and he didn't have enough clothes to wear warmly, but he became sensible early on.At that time, I was thinking, how could there be such a miserable prince.Later, the late emperor passed away, and he wanted to take me out of the palace wholeheartedly, but he did not expect to become emperor by chance.Although I know he doesn't like it all the time, but at least he can live comfortably for a few days, who knows..."

When Cheng Zhong said this, tears had already rolled out, Cang Lin only took a look, then turned his head away, he raised his hand, covered his eyes with some pain, to prevent the tears from rolling out, but he didn't stop his tears Choking, he leaned back on the chair, took a few deep breaths, and then said slowly, "Uncle Zhong, I will take care of you from now on."

Cheng Zhong smiled and shook his head when he heard the words: "I know you are a good boy, but you are still young and cannot be dragged down by me. The queen empress has agreed. After your majesty is buried, I will also move to the imperial mausoleum. Anyway, I Even an old bone won't last long, and if I stay with His Majesty in the imperial mausoleum, I might be able to live a little longer."

Cang Lin didn't expect Cheng Zhong to have such a plan, his brows were tightly knit together, but finally they were slowly relaxed.Perhaps this is a good choice for Cheng Zhong.Fuyu is dead, and the Southern Xia royal family has no successors, and it is completely in decline. He Hongyi in the northwest is ready to move, and will do something in the near future. Chen Yuan in the southwest will probably not be willing to give others the world that is within reach. No matter who wins, the imperial city will always change hands. If Cheng Zhong is an old man, the servant next to the former emperor stays here, Cang Lin may not really be able to keep him.If Cheng Zhong really had an accident, then he probably really had no face to face Fu Yu.

He coughed lightly and nodded: "I understand. I still have things to do, so I can't take care of you. You have to take care of yourself in the imperial mausoleum, otherwise Fuyu...would be worried."

Cheng Zhong smiled at him and nodded: "Don't look at my old bones, but my life is very hard, don't worry."

Cang Lin looked at Cheng Zhong with worry in his eyes, he sighed softly, and wanted to say something more, when suddenly he felt something touching him under his feet, he froze for a moment, lowered his head, and what caught his eyes was Familiar with the gorgeous feathers, the owner of the feathers is lying on his feet, burying his head under the wings, looking helpless.

Cang Lin bent down and gently picked up Xiao Hei, and brushed it along its smooth feathers. Xiao Hei slowly raised his head, rubbed against his fingers, and then hid his head under the wings again. Looks sickly.

Cang Lin looked up at Cheng Zhong: "Why is Xiao Hei here?"

"There are so many people in the main hall, no one has time to pay attention to it." Cheng Zhong glanced at Xiao Hei, "It seemed to understand everything, and it kept circling around the coffin, and then I carried it back and kept going like this." I can't cheer up like this. Maybe I heard your voice from behind just now, so I came here specially to look for you."

Cang Lin gently stroked Xiao Hei's feathers, as if he could still see Fu Yu's smiling face when the two of them brought it back to the palace. At that time, Fu Yu was worried that Xiao Hei would not live long, Eat and drink well every day.But in a blink of an eye, Xiao Hei is still there, and the past has become a cloud of the past.

Cang Lin closed his eyes: "Leave Xiao Hei to me, I will take good care of it." He raised his head, his eyes sparkled, "It should be another thought for me."

Cheng Zhong nodded: "It has grown up in this imperial city since childhood, and it has long been used to it, and it may be happier if it follows you."