Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

Qi Wenyao lay down all afternoon, but he didn't let those messy thoughts disappear.All the grievances he had suffered since time travel erupted at this moment, thinking repeatedly "God is so unfair", his whole body was weak and he just wanted to die forever.

People, there are always times when you feel that you have nothing to love.

When Fu Yichen came back, he didn't have the heart to deal with it, thinking "kill me at worst".Fu Yichen was rare and gentle, he was cold-faced, and instead of getting angry with him, he told Xingyu not to disturb him.

That's a good thing.Qi Wenyao turned over and continued to lie down, maintaining a state of emptiness without thoughts or thoughts.

"Master." At some point, Xing Yu ran to the bed and whispered, "It's time to eat."

Qi Wenyao replied without hesitation, "No."

Xingyu sighed. "The prince has been waiting. If you don't eat, he won't eat..."

Qi Wenyao just felt annoyed, pulled the quilt over his head, "Don't worry."

Xingyu was in a hurry, "I have to eat even when something big happens! What should I do if my body is starved!"

This sentence, the mother also said.

Qi Wenyao's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around to look at Xing Yu's immature face with a worried expression.He suddenly saw the shadow of his family members on that face, and felt that his heart, which had been hit as if it would be broken at the touch of a touch, regained some strength.

"Yeah." Qi Wenyao gave a little face and sat up, "Eat it."

Xing Yu's gloomy face finally showed a smile, and she came to help, "That's right!"

Qi Wenyao looked at the thin figure of Xing Yu Le Diandian helping him put on his shoes, and sighed softly, "Xing Yu..."

"Hurry up." Xing Yu didn't have the intention of playing with him warmly, and urged, "The prince should wait!"

"..." The corner of Qi Wenyao's mouth twitched.

He really doesn't have a long memory, and he regards Xing Yu's devotion to his duty as concern again.

No matter what, I will do what I promised Xingyu.

Qi Wenyao shuffled towards the dining table.

There was Fu Yichen sitting and waiting.Seeing him, Fu Yichen's eyes became brighter, and he gave a gentle smile in a hurry, which was somewhat similar to the way he begged for help yesterday.

But Qi Wenyao didn't have the intention to look at each other, and was attracted by the delicious dishes: Unlike the light tea and light rice a few days ago, today there are meat dishes, and they are rich and pure meat.A roast chicken, a pot of old duck soup, and oily sauced knuckles piled up into hills, forcibly making the stir-fried three silk next to it tiny.

Qi Wenyao's eyes wandered around the dishes before returning to Fu Yichen's face, "The fast is over?"

Fu Yichen just said, "Sit."

Qi Wenyao is not polite anymore.

The food is good, but it's a pity that he can't eat much.I don't know if it's because he's in a bad mood, or his stomach is used to light tea and light food and can't bear so much meat. After taking two bites, he feels his mouth is greasy and he lacks interest.

"What do you want to eat?" Fu Yichen thought it was the fault of the food, and asked in a soft voice.

Qi Wenyao didn't bother to think about why Fu Yichen was so good, he just wanted to finish eating quickly and go back to lie down, "I'm full."

"Sit for a while." Fu Yichen stopped him, "Drink tea."

Qi Wenyao took a sip of tea, feeling the slight bitterness lingering between his lips and teeth, making him very unhappy.

Fu Yichen asked again, "Want some snacks?"

"No." Qi Wenyao said weakly, "I'm really not hungry."

"I really don't want to eat anything?"

Why are people so nagging today?Qi Wenyao didn't expect Fu Yichen to be his mother, so he glanced suspiciously.However, he did not perfunctory like dismissing Xing Yu, and gave some face to His Royal Highness King Jing who held the power over his life and death.

He thought about it carefully, and really thought of something he wanted.

"I want to drink." Qi Wenyao said, "The stronger the better."

Lying down is useless, and I have repeated nightmares when I can sleep, which is very exhausting.At this time, he needs a little external force to numb himself. Without electronic devices such as computer game consoles at hand, he turns to the treasure that has been used to relieve sorrow through the ages—fine wine that can paralyze people.

When he proposed, Fu Yichen would agree, and served two pots as soon as he ordered.

Qi Wenyao doesn't drink well.

He often worked overtime, and his irregular diet and all kinds of coffee forcibly abraded his stomach.Having had enough of suffering from poor health, he certainly wouldn't risk his life drinking to challenge his liver anymore.Even if there is a social gathering, it is said that I have been fooled by my alcohol allergy and do not drink lightly.

It was the first time for Qi Wenyao to drink such strong wine, and he was caught off guard and choked, "Cough!"

"Don't worry." Seeing that he was coughing to death, Fu Yichen helped him out, and then poured the rest himself, "Try."

Qi Wenyao tried it and found that there was a faint fragrance of plum in the wine, "Plum wine?"

"Ah."

The taste is warm and refreshing, better than pure spicy and strong spirits.Qi Wenyao tried two cups and found them to be good, but he gradually drifted away, especially considering that Fu Yichen didn't like sour things, so he drank them vigorously.

He doesn't drink often, and he doesn't know how strong the alcohol can be.

Qi Wenyao came back to his senses and found that he had drank a pot, and Fu Yichen had a double image in front of him, looking like twins with the same appearance.

He wanted to see more clearly, swaying his body and leaning forward.He thought he was as stable as an old dog, but in fact his head swayed from side to side due to his dizziness, and he fell into Fu Yichen's arms when he became unstable.

"Huh?" Qi Wenyao fell into someone else's arms, but said stiffly, "I'm fine!"

Fu Yichen didn't listen to his nonsense, picked him up and put him back on the bed.

Qi Wenyao lay down again smoothly, and let out a breath of comfort.He wanted to close his eyes, but he felt that someone was touching him all the time, and when he opened his eyes irritably, he could see Fu Yichen's face clearly in an instant.

That is, for a moment, and then it was a blurry afterimage.

Qi Wenyao thought it was a dream, and as the fire surged from his heart to his mouth, "Go away!"

Fu Yichen paused when he touched his hand, then pulled the quilt to wrap him again.

It's okay to be wrapped in a quilt, Qi Wenyao didn't scold people in a hurry, and rubbed his cheeks with his hands indiscriminately—a little hair was stained on his cheeks, which was itchy.

How could he deal with something as fine as his hair in a daze, Fu Yichen couldn't stand it, so he helped him brush away the annoying hair.

Compared with his random actions, Fu Yichen is much gentler.However, Qi Wenyao didn't think there was anything good about it, he didn't like Fu Yichen being so close, and he didn't like having his fingertips lingering on the left side of his face for so long.

The memory of the original body suddenly popped up, how many days and nights, Fu Yichen stroked that tear mole similar to Bai Yueguang thoughtfully.

When Qi Wenyao spoke again, it was really fierce, even accompanied by pushing and shoving, "Get lost! I'm not Qin Luoxiao!"

Fu Yichen was unprepared at all, and pushed him away in a daze.

"Hmph." Qi Wenyao let out a sigh of relief, turned over and fell asleep happily.

Fu Yichen didn't let the servants around him help him, got up by himself, covered Qi Wenyao with a quilt lightly, and murmured something before he had time to say it.

"I was wrong."

Qi Wenyao never imagined that he could get drunk even after drinking fruit wine, and the next day he was broken.

"Hmm." He really couldn't remember what he had done, and asked Xing Yu, "What didn't I do yesterday?"

Xing Yu blinked, and answered honestly, "No, it just smells very bad of alcohol."

"..." Qi Wenyao smelled himself.

Xingyu smiled, "It's been washed."

"You washed it for me?"

Xing Yu shook her head and smiled brighter, "I washed it with the prince!"

"..." Qi Wenyao felt his head hurt even more, "I shouldn't drink."

However, after he thought about it again, he felt that it was no big deal: he had no impression, and even if he was fucked by Fu Yichen, he didn't have any sense of reality.It's just a bath, Fu Yichen is willing to help, it's lucky that he didn't have a cleanliness attack and killed him on the spot.

"Master?" Xing Yu poked him, "Don't be stunned, the prince is waiting."

"Wait for me to do?"

"Let's go out to play in the house." Xing Yu said, "The prince said, the master will not be so easily scared when he often goes out."

It turned out that Fu Yichen thought that his abnormality yesterday was a panic that he had never seen in the world.

"Alright." Qi Wenyao sighed, intending to hide the fact that Grand Tutor Qi was like his father.

After he changed his clothes and had breakfast, he was sent by the carriage to the palace gate.As soon as the morning was over, Fu Yichen appeared and got into the carriage to sit with him. The first thing he did was to lightly touch his cheek to see if his forehead was hot.

Qi Wenyao took the initiative to say, "I'm not sick."

"Yeah." Fu Yichen was relieved, "Dressing was slow last night."

When Qi Wenyao heard it, he curled his lips in disgust: What's so difficult about clothes?He could imagine what Fu Yichen was doing when he wasn't dressing him.

He didn't want to think about it and planned to turn it over, and of course Fu Yichen wouldn't take the initiative to explain it.The carriage started to move forward, and Qi Wenyao was in a daze, trying to relieve the discomfort of the hangover.Fu Yichen didn't speak, and occasionally glanced over, his eyes were quite thought-provoking.

Qi Wenyao couldn't hold back after being watched three times, "Where are we going?"

"Where you want to go."

"Huh?" Qi Wenyao was even more confused: I don't even know where I want to go, but you know?

Fu Yichen didn't continue, and lifted the curtain to signal him to look out.

Qi Wenyao leaned over to take a look, and caught a glimpse of the candied haws stall that he came across yesterday on the way to East Street.The candied haws seller was a burly man with a scar on his face, and he hawked in a rough voice, so eye-catching that no one who saw it could forget it.

It was clearly in the direction of East Street.

Qi Wenyao thought that the place where he appeared yesterday was so far south that it was hard to think of East Street, and he didn't realize that it was Wei Quan who had informed him.What he suspected most was that Fu Yichen noticed it when he was drunk and talking nonsense.

"Going to Dongjie?" Qi Wenyao tried to ask,

Fu Yichen nodded.

Qi Wenyao sensed something was wrong, "What did I say when I was drunk yesterday?"

Fu Yichen chuckled, "It's nothing."

"That's it." Qi Wenyao became more worried, "Tell me."

Fu Yichen frowned, making him stare at it for a while before opening his mouth reluctantly.

"You keep calling my name."

"..."

Qi Wenyao deliberately put on a straight face and couldn't suppress the urge to roll his eyes, cursing in his heart:

I believe in you.

The author has something to say: Happy New Year’s Eve~