Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

Fu Yichen went to the dangerous situation in person amidst the voices of dissuasion, and returned safely amidst the voices of compliments.

Unlike what Zhai Yichen said, Fu Yichen helped.Splitting boulders, using lightness skills to save people in places that are difficult for officers and soldiers to reach, and hanging people with only one breath... I don't mention these things, just the role of the leading actor who will never have any accidents, where he stands, the person next to him Everyone will be exposed to light, and there will be absolutely no danger.

They were busy until the evening, and the rain fell heavily again.

Fu Yichen hadn't slept almost all night, he was exhausted from giving porridge and saving lives, and it was time to go back and rest.

Tonight I rested in the magnificent mansion in the city, but I still ate food with clear soup and little water.

"Be patient, you can eat something good when the natural disaster is over." Fu Yichen had the highest status, but softly comforted Qi Wenyao, who was at best a humble man.

Qi Wenyao didn't mind, and ate the tasteless vegetables, "It's pretty good, but meat will make you tired."

"Xing Yu said that you ate two roast chickens in one meal."

"..."

Qi Wenyao planned to grab Xing Yu's braid and scold him as soon as he returned: How many times did he make a small report in front of Fu Yichen!

Fu Yichen found it funny with a slumped expression on his face, and smiled very happily.

"This dish is delicious." Qi Wenyao felt that smile was dazzling, so he put a piece of radish into Fu Yichen's bowl, thinking: eat yours, don't laugh.

Fu Yichen finally stopped staring at him and had a good meal.

They had just finished eating when Wei Quan came in with a solemn expression and whispered something to Fu Yichen.

Fu Yichen's complexion changed, and then he nodded.

Wei Quan went out again.

Qi Wenyao didn't understand what was going on, but Fu Yichen held his hand and walked forward when he wanted to ask.

Fu Yichen didn't leave this room, but walked to the spacious place in front of the dining table facing the door, and stared at the door without saying a word.

Qi Wenyao followed and saw an official walking in after a while.He didn't recognize the official uniform, but he recognized the yellow scroll in the officer's hand. Looking around, he saw that everyone was about to kneel down.

It turned out that the imperial envoy came to deliver the imperial edict.

Fu Yichen also knelt, squeezed his hand before letting go.

Qi Wenyao knelt down in a gourd painting, lowered his head and listened to the imperial envoy's voice drawn out.

"The decree arrives—"

His Chinese has never been very good, classical Chinese can only get the score of rote memorization, and he basically gives up when encountering extracurricular content.Moreover, the imperial envoy had an accent and couldn't read clearly. He listened to it and peeked at other people's expressions before he understood the general meaning.

In a nutshell: The emperor felt distressed by the natural disaster, and wanted to hold a ceremony to sacrifice to heaven, and called Fu Yichen back to prepare.

Calling Fu Yichen back is the top priority.

Because the imperial envoy who read the imperial decree suddenly slowed down after reading this paragraph, and looked at Fu Yichen from time to time.

"Your Majesty." The imperial envoy immediately came to help Fu Yichen after finishing his reading, and said with a earnest horse face, "The emperor is very worried, so he asked him to leave for the imperial capital immediately."

Fu Yichen was not happy and nodded.

Qi Wenyao can probably guess what Fu Yichen is struggling with.The magistrate said that the porridge would be given out for three days, and Fu Yichen agreed to go every day. On the other side of the disaster area, the manpower brought by Fu Yichen really saved more people. If he stayed for a few more days, many lives could be saved.Everything was going in a good direction, but suddenly an imperial decree came down, Fu Yichen had to let go of everything and go back to the imperial capital, how could he be reconciled.

"My lord, please don't worry." The imperial envoy said softly, "I will do my best to rescue the disaster."

Fu Yichen was worried and didn't move.

Qi Wenyao was listening beside him, feeling very complicated.

I'm going back to the palace again.

When is the next time you can go out?

Compared with going out in a hurry, the way back is particularly hurried.I don't know whether it was the emperor praying for the gods or Fu Yichen's male protagonist's aura is too strong, but they went back without any accidents, every day was sunny and the wind was blowing.

In less than three days, they had returned to the imperial capital.

The emperor specially issued an imperial decree to call Fu Yichen home, of course he had to see with his own eyes whether his precious son was injured.As soon as Fu Yichen arrived at the gate of the imperial capital, he was invited away by someone sent by the palace, and he only had time to say to Qi Wenyao, "Go home and wait, don't run around."

Qi Wenyao was puzzled: Where can he run?

There were also greeters at the gate of the palace.A large group of people waited, and found that Qi Wenyao was the only one getting on and off the carriage. They were extremely disappointed. Hearing that Fu Yichen was in the palace, he didn't bother to show a good face.The only one who was enthusiastic was Xiao Xingyu who jumped up and called "Master".

"Master!" Xing Yu was running happily on her short legs, and then she started crying again after saying a word, "Woo... Xing Yu misses you so much."

Qi Wenyao had long forgotten the scolding he had prepared, and patted his head, "Stop crying."

Xingyu's eyes really widened, and she stared at him without crying, "Master, where's the tear mole? Didn't I give you pen and ink?"

"..." Qi Wenyao coughed twice, "The pen and ink fell off, so..."

He didn't finish Fu Yichen's saying that there is no need to draw tear mole anymore, Xing Yu anxiously dragged him back to the room, "Even the mark is gone! Hurry up and paint it before the prince comes back!"

"He said there's no need to order it!" Qi Wenyao said angrily, "Don't bother."

"Ah? What's going on?" Xing Yu was stunned.

Qi Wenyao didn't want to talk about the embarrassment of having the word "stupid" written on his face, and he didn't want to recall Fu Yichen's whisper of "not looking for Bai Yueguang". That's it. The brush and ink can be thrown away."

Xing Yu saved a little bit of mole work, instead of being happy, she panicked.Her panic was a panic of holding back and not speaking, and when they returned to the courtyard where they lived, they loosened their biting mouths and asked aggrievedly:

"Master, are you offending the prince? Are we going to be kicked out of the palace?"

"No, you think too much."

"But……"

Qi Wenyao got tired of listening, so he sat down and poured tea by himself, "If you want to chase me, chase me away, why are you panicking?"

He poked Xing Yu's tears with one sentence.Xing Yu couldn't tell what was serious and what was a joke, she really thought he was going to be kicked out of the palace, so she squatted on the ground and cried non-stop.

"It's so familiar." Qi Wenyao teased, "I actually found the feeling of home."

Xing Yu glanced at him and cried even harder.

Qi Wenyao got used to it and drank tea by himself.Before, I either went to the disaster area with Fu Yichen or rushed on the road, so there is no such good tea.When he first came here, he didn't know how to cherish it. After a trip, he finally understood how nourishing life in the palace is.

Xing Yu didn't cry for a long time, sobbing and choking, she asked him, "Is the tea cold?"

"It's okay." Qi Wenyao was not that particular, "You've been crying for so long, and you still have the strength to make tea? Don't be too busy, sit down and have a rest."

Xing Yu didn't sit down, and thought to herself, "It shouldn't be... the prince cared so much about the master before."

Qi Wenyao heard it, "Why does he care about me? Are you talking nonsense in front of him?"

"No! Xing Yu was wronged!"

"Didn't you say about the two roast chickens?"

"This... this is what the prince asked." Xing Yu pouted, "He asked what the master was doing, and I told him everything. Sword dance in the morning, and then I ate two roast chickens, and then..."

"Wait, when did he ask?"

Xing Yu counted her fingers for a long time, "The ninth day."

Qi Wenyao recalled, "Oh, those few days when I first came here."

He traveled over time, was woken up by Fu Yichen in the middle of his sleep, and the day when he broke up unhappy was the fifth day of the lunar new year.Fu Yichen ignored him, and he had no intention of inviting pets. He lived on his own, and all his thoughts were on calculating Yuan's belongings.

"What just came here?" Xing Yu was puzzled.

"It's nothing. Oh, I'm too tired from the journey. I'll sleep for a while."

Going out this time, he can be considered to have learned that Fu Yichen tortures people even when he sleeps.Sleeping on a bed, hugging him, sleeping without a bed, even holding his hand while resting in the carriage with eyes closed.Over time, he got used to being able to fall asleep, but he also missed the days of sleeping alone even more.

He slept through the night, opened his eyes, and saw Fu Yichen sitting there drinking tea.

Qi Wenyao finally knows what lingering spirits mean.

"I'm back." He greeted feebly, "Don't you need to prepare for the ceremony?"

"Father asked me to come back and rest."

"Oh."

"Get up and eat."

Qi Wenyao agreed, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Fu Yichen frowned, took a coat and put it on for him.

Natural disasters were frequent, and the emperor ordered fasting, and King Jing's Mansion was no exception.The servants brought the food, and it was still two dishes and one soup without meat, which was similar to what I ate when I went out.However, the cooks in the Wangfu are good enough, they carve and arrange the dishes, making the Vegetarian dishes out of tricks.

Qi Wenyao doesn't care about being a vegetarian. He is quite satisfied with such a delicate and delicious meal. He eats quietly,

Fu Yichen tried the style of not eating too much again, put down his chopsticks and asked him, "In three days' time, there will be a grand ceremony for offering sacrifices to heaven, and all officials, civil and military, will bring their families with them."

"Yeah." Qi Wenyao nodded to show that he heard it.

"do you want to go?"

Qi Wenyao felt baffled and glanced over.

Fu Yichen was looking at him, it didn't look like he was joking.

"No." Qi Wenyao answered seriously, "I want to rest at home."

"Oh." Fu Yichen responded and continued drinking tea.

Qi Wenyao thought this question was really boring.

Only officials and their family members can go to the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven.He's not Fu Yichen's wife, so he can't go even if he wants to.

The author has something to say: Thank you Junjun for the nutrient solution, I will continue to work hard qwq