They all say I'm a puppet

I don't know if it's because the weather is getting colder or because of depression in my heart. As soon as winter came, Cang Lin fell ill. Since practicing martial arts, he has been in good health. This is the first time he has been ill. Cang Lin simply asked for a rest. He didn't even go to the morning court anymore, and recuperated in the mansion every day, and he didn't accept anyone's visits.

There is a charcoal basin burning in the room, and the warm feeling makes people drowsy.Cang Lin was guarding the charcoal basin, holding a book in his hand, he became tired after reading only a few pages, and dozed off leaning against the head of the bed.

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open, bringing in the cold wind from the outside, blowing directly onto Cang Lin.Cang Lin shuddered, opened his eyes, and saw Xun Cheng standing at the door dusting off the snow from his body.

Cang Lin yawned, grabbed the thin blanket and covered himself, pointed to the door that was still open, and said hoarsely, "I know no one in this mansion can stop you, but you are here to visit the sick after all. Yes, it’s fine if you don’t bring anything, wouldn’t it be inappropriate to make my patient more serious?”

Finally, Xun Cheng shook his clothes again before closing the door, walked to the side of the bed and glanced at Cang Lin: "I thought you were pretending to be sick, but I didn't expect you to be really sick. It's really different when you become a prince." , and even the body has become weaker.”

Cang Lin glanced at him, sat up straight and pulled the thin blanket up, and glanced at the place where Xun Cheng was standing just now: "Is it snowing outside?"

"Well, no, I didn't expect the snow to fall so early this year." Xun Cheng sat down next to Cang Lin, and glanced at his face, "Why did you get sick so well, has the imperial doctor come yet? ?”

"It's just a cold, it's not a problem. The imperial doctor prescribed a few medicines, and it's already a lot better." Although Cang Lin said so, he was still sleepy and unable to cheer up.

Xun Cheng glanced at his face, stretched out his hand to warm the fire by the charcoal basin, pretended to be casual and said to Cang Lin, "I heard how many people did you send out?"

Cang Lin raised his eyes and nodded: "There are some things I want to check."

Xun Cheng said: "Then how did the investigation go?"

"It's more difficult to find out than I imagined, and the person hasn't come back yet." Cang Lin sighed, "I know this kind of thing can't be hidden from you. I haven't told you because I don't even know if I'm crazy. It's gone." He raised his hand to cover his eyes, "That day I went to the Su Mansion to discuss matters with Su Kun, and I accidentally saw a letter addressed to Mr. Su, the handwriting on it... was similar to Fu Yu's. Exactly the same."

Xun Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, he stared at Cang Lin for a while, and finally said: "Do you suspect that he is not dead at all?"

Cang Lin closed his eyes slightly, and shook his head gently: "I don't know, I dare not give myself such hope." He smiled wryly from his lips, "It's just four words, now you let him stand in front of me, I'm afraid I can't believe it either."

There was a moment of weakness and hesitation on Cang Lin's face. Xun Cheng hadn't seen such an expression on his face for a long time. He knew that Cang Lin was really afraid. He was afraid that he would arouse hope and then fall into despair.He shook his head helplessly: "In that case, what can I do for you?"

Cang Lin raised his eyes again, all the emotions in his eyes disappeared, he smiled: "This is my knot, let me solve it myself."

Xun Cheng blinked: "Okay." He got up and poured a cup of hot tea to Cang Lin. He looked at Cang Lin for a while, but didn't know what to say.On that day, he chose to hide this news because he thought that the sky was high and the earth was wide, and the two of them would never have any intersections. Nothing can make him sad.

But during this year, Cang Lin's actions clearly showed that he has always remembered everything related to Fu Yu, and he has no intention of forgetting.It was just a quick glance at the four words on the envelope, but he could immediately think of Fu Yu.

Xun Cheng had to sigh with emotion that some things might be predestined, and since it was predestined, he would not interfere.Just like what Cang Lin said, since it is his knot, let him solve it by himself.

Xun Cheng sat in Fuyu's room for a while, had dinner by the way, chatted about the situation in the court, and left when he saw that the snow had stopped outside.Cang Lin sat alone by the charcoal basin and was stunned for a while, then picked up the book that he put aside, intending to continue reading, but at this moment the steward knocked on the door: "Your Highness, the medicine is ready."

"Send it in." Cang Lin put down the book in his hand again, watched the steward come in with a food box, took out a bowl of steaming medicine from the top floor and handed it to Cang Lin, and then from the bottom floor A small dish of preserves was brought out.

Cang Lin glanced at the candied fruit, and smiled slightly. Actually, he didn't like this kind of sweet and greasy things very much, but he was probably very sick a few days ago, and many memories came to his mind. After taking the bitter concoction, He subconsciously asked the steward, "Is there any candied fruit?"

From that day on, the steward would bring a small dish of candied fruit when delivering medicine every day.

Cang Lin picked up the medicine bowl and drank it down. In fact, this level of bitterness was nothing to him, but because of the

Fuyu likes to eat candied fruit while taking medicine, so he also has this kind of thought. He has never tried to forget the past, and even tried to keep the little habits related to that person. Only in this way can he always remember all the past. .

Cang Lin finished drinking the medicine, stuffed a candied fruit into his mouth, then nodded to the steward: "Go down."

The steward went forward to collect the empty medicine bowl, and walked out with the food box. Cang Lin stared at his back for a while, and suddenly asked, "Are there any sweet potatoes in the house?"

The steward was taken aback: "What?"

Cang Lin raised his hand and pinched his forehead, then smiled: "It's snowing outside, and I suddenly want to eat roasted sweet potatoes."

Only then did the steward understand: "Then I let the kitchen bake it and send it over?"

"No, just bring the sweet potatoes, I'll roast them myself." Cang Lin sat up, "Bring in a jug of wine."

"Your Highness, you are still sick after all, this wine..." the steward tried to dissuade you.

"It doesn't matter." Cang Lin said, "I have my own measure."

Now that the conversation has come to this point, the steward can't say anything more, so he backed out with the food box.Cang Lin got off the couch and went straight to the window, opened the window, the cold wind howled in, but he stood at the window as if unconscious, looking out the window.

The snow has stopped, and there is a vast expanse of whiteness outside the window, and the night is a little brighter against it.Back then, Fu Yu didn't like winter very much, because he was a little afraid of the cold, but he always ignored the snowy days.Especially if the snow was so thick that it covered all the open spaces, Fuyu would wrap himself in a thick cotton coat, put on a fur coat, and drag Cang Lin outside to play in the snow.He seems to always be very easy to be happy, but those things that are insignificant in the eyes of others can easily exchange for his smile.So in all Cang Lin's memories, Fu Yu is smiling most of the time, and that smile slowly infected Cang Lin, bringing vitality to his boring life.

Cang Lin stood by the window for a long time, until the butler knocked on the door and came in. He was holding washed sweet potatoes and a pot of excellent bamboo leaf greens.

Cang Lin buried the sweet potatoes in the charcoal basin, warmed the bamboo leaves on the small stove, put a thin blanket on his body, and sat in front of the charcoal basin to warm the fire.

There was a sound outside the window, and after receiving Cang Lin's response, a figure flashed in, it was the man in black from last time.

Cang Lin was turning over a nearly baked sweet potato out of the charcoal basin, and looked up at the man in black: "This time, have you found it?"

The man in black clasped his hands. The last time they were ordered to investigate the origin of the letter, but the letter went through too many twists and turns, and it took too long to get to the capital. They only found out that the letter probably came from Jiangnan. Coming here, the specific location and the specific source are unknown. When he came back to report the letter, he clearly saw something go out in Cang Lin's eyes. But this time, if he didn't really find out something, he really didn't dare to Report back.

He raised his hand and took out a piece of paper from his pocket, and explained to Cang Lin: "The person sent by Mr. Su to deliver the letter is really vigilant. Last time, our people followed for half a day before being noticed by the other party. It turned out that we had to give up in order not to expose our tracks, but this time, we changed several people to rotate back and forth halfway, and then followed the messenger all the way south until Yingdu."

"Yingdu?" Cang Lin frowned, "Who did you give the letter to in the end?"

"The courier stayed in Yingdu for three days before a man came to the inn to look for him. The courier seemed to have checked something with him and confirmed his identity before handing over the letter to him." The man in black replied.

"Has the man been identified?"

The man in black nodded: "My surname is Shi Mingzhang. I am from Shijia Village, a dozen miles southwest of Yingdu City, near the lake. I have a wife and an eight-year-old son at home." As he spoke, he handed the paper in his hand to Cang Lin, " This is the portrait our people painted."

"Eight years old?" Cang Lin lowered his eyes, and only glanced at the portrait, "That's not him." He reached out and peeled the sweet potato, "But it doesn't make sense, if it's really what Mr. Su said, it's just him If it were an old friend, the courier would definitely not have to be so cautious. It is clearly only a dozen days’ journey from the capital to Jiangnan, but he went around and tossed and tossed for more than a month before arriving, and he was clearly on guard against something.”

The man in black hesitated and said: "If this Shi Zhang is not His Highness's old friend, then could it be that Mr. Su has some other secrets that he doesn't want others to find out?"

Cang Lin paused for peeling the sweet potato, and said after a while, "No, according to my understanding of Mr. Su, it shouldn't be like that. Besides, when he read the letter that day, he was clearly guarding against me." He Looking up at the man in black, "Did you follow that Shi Zhang back to see if he took the letter home directly, or gave the letter to someone else on the way?"

"Your Highness, because that Shijia Village is a small village with only a few dozen families, it would be very obvious if outsiders appeared. Our people followed that Shi Zhang all the way to the entrance of the village and did not dare to follow up, so as not to arouse suspicion and expose Myself, I alarmed Mr. Su and Mr. Su." The man in black replied.

"It's very obvious that outsiders appear?" Cang Lin repeated this sentence, and after a long while, he said, "Then send someone to investigate that Shijia Village to see if there are any outsiders in their village in the past year, especially They have had a lot of contact with that stone chapter, possibly one old and one young."

"One old and one young?" The man in black was surprised, "Isn't there only one person?"

Cang Lin shook his head: "No, I suddenly thought that if he is really alive and living in such a small fishing village, he must not be alone."

Cang Lin had never thought of such a possibility before, so he never cared about many problems, for example, why he went to the imperial mausoleum many times in a year, but never saw Cheng Zhong.At first he only thought it was because his identity was revealed, and Cheng Zhong deliberately avoided it to avoid suspicion, or because he couldn't accept Cang Lin's identity, and Cang Lin didn't know how to face Cheng Zhong, so he didn't go into it. During the festivals and festivals, people will send people to send things over, and some people will accept them, so he never doubted. Now that he thinks about it, if Cheng Zhong really avoided seeing him for the reason he thought, he would definitely not accept it. something he sent.

So, if, if Fu Yu is really alive, if he has the ability to escape from the deep palace, he will definitely try to take Cheng Zhong away, and he will arrange another person in the imperial tomb to distract others.

However, if this is the case, Fu Yu didn't die, and took Cheng Zhong away, but he didn't take him away, and he didn't reveal any news to him.

Cang Lin suddenly felt a dull pain in his heart, but he didn't show it in front of his subordinates. He directed to the man in black and said: "Find someone to go to the imperial tomb overnight, and see who lives next to the funeral palace." who is in the hut?"

The man in black was a little puzzled, but he was trained by Xun Cheng and would never disobey his master, so he kept his doubts in his heart and cupped his hands: "Yes, Your Highness."

Cang Lin nodded: "Go back, it just snowed outside, remember to be careful."

The man in black responded, and a black shadow flashed out of the window, leaving only a cold wind behind.

Cang Lin lowered his head and glanced at the sweet potato he had been holding in his hand, the skin was only half peeled, the sweet potato had already cooled down while talking, although it was still orange and attractive, Cang Lin no longer had any appetite.He took the wine jug off the stove, poured himself a glass, and stared at the wine glass in a daze.

Only he himself knows best how much he hopes that the person who communicated with Su He is Fu Yu, that that person is still alive in a certain corner of the world, that the haze that once shrouded his heart can be completely dissipated, and that we can see each other again Seeing the person who has always been in his heart.

He had been suppressing himself before, not daring to think about this question, because he was afraid that it was just a dream.

But now, when he really thinks about this problem, he realizes what is waiting for him after the ecstasy. If that person is alive, he tells Cheng Zhong and Su He, but only hides him. Does that mean? Thinking that the three years he spent together day and night were just his wishful thinking?And in the end, he was still the child who was treated as a burden back then, and was left behind in the end?