Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

Fu Yichen really thought that Qi Wenyao was thinking about him, and he was in a very happy mood. He walked towards the carriage hand in hand, helped him up, and helped arrange the pillows so he could only hug him to the seat. When Qi Wenyao sat down, he put on a blanket to keep out the cold, and asked softly: "Is it still cold?"

As the weather turned colder, Qi Wenyao was anxious to see Fu Yichen, and the wind blew a lot when he was circling outside.His skin is sensitive, and it turns red when he blows on it, especially when his nose is slightly red when he gets a little cold, he looks aggrieved as if he is about to cry.

"It's not cold, I changed the carriage to talk about business. Listen..." Qi Wenyao was only thinking about what he wanted to say.

"I thought the sedan chair was too small, so I didn't want to hug it." Fu Yichen reached out to hug him.

Qi Wenyao knocked off Fu Yichen's eager arm unceremoniously, "Zhai Yichen appeared again, and he ran away after scolding Brother Qin. Brother Qin went after him and never came back. I was wandering around Ruyi Street and found out that the murder committed by Di Yichen .”

"The deceased was the painter of Qingfengxuan. If Zhai Yichen painted the dead parents, if he was not satisfied, he would kill him and set fire to destroy the evidence."

He finished speaking in one breath, Fu Yichen's expression was still in the sadness of being rejected by him.

"Hey, did you hear that?" Qi Wenyao was unhappy.

Fu Yichen nodded, his eyes wandered around him before he regained some indifference, "Where did you move your hands?"

"Qingfengxuan is near Ruyifang."

"Such a lively place." Fu Yichen thought for a moment, then said, "I'll ask someone to find out if there are any other famous painters in the capital."

"Yes, yes, I just want you to do this!" Qi Wenyao was happy: Sure enough, it was right to find Fu Yichen.I won't be asked why I can't answer it, and it feels super good to let others understand without mentioning my own plan.

Fu Yichen also laughed, "Other than that?"

"Hurry up and catch Di Yichen. Brother Qin went after him, but he didn't look good if he didn't come back. Wei Quan said that brother Qin can't be recognized by others. Di Yichen doesn't have such worries and can easily escape... oh, I don't know. Did Brother Qin go back? Or..."

After hearing three "Brother Qin" in a row, Fu Yichen gradually put away his smile, "I'll talk about it later. Do you want me to do anything?"

Looking at Fu Yichen's earnest eyes, Qi Wenyao didn't understand how to make this boring man happy again.However, he was really worried about those painters, and he didn't have any ambiguity in mind, so he opened his mouth to spoil the fun.

"Immediately order them to find all the painters in the imperial capital?"

"Oh." Fu Yichen gave up, turned around and returned to his indifferent face, "Wei Quan, come here."

After the order was issued, Qi Wenyao finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Yichen saw his expression, "Why do you care about those painters?"

"They are very innocent, and they are my colleagues." This matter was said so smoothly.Inexplicably, Qi Wenyao let go of his worries, and once again exposed in front of Fu Yichen the difference from the time travel.

If he hadn't been to Ruyi Street, he wouldn't have been so eager to care about ancient art workers he didn't know.Just because he saw the simple and serious paintings of the painters, he felt that he had regained his original intention of learning painting, and he was no longer the designer who threw away all his aesthetics to accommodate Party A's father in order to make money.

Painting with heart is commonplace in the primitive age, and in his view, it is a rare scenery that he wants to protect.

When Qi Wenyao answered, he couldn't help but think of the hard work he had just seen, and the corners of his lips rose.

"Coming together?" Fu Yichen didn't know how to ask in detail before, but seeing him happy, he understood, "You also worked as a painter?"

Qi Wenyao said ambiguously, "Yeah, earn more for the boss." When Yuan was in the brothel, he needed to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. If he painted a lot, it was normal for him to be taken away and sold, and he could make it through.

Brothel is an awkward topic.Fu Yichen didn't want to talk about how he bought him back in the first place, so instead of going on, he asked about his next plan, "Master can't catch up with Zhai Yichen, and he will probably go to the palace to protect Qin Luoxiao. Let's go and have a look?"

"Yeah." Qi Wenyao was not in a hurry to go home.Mrs. Qi has been busy at the household department for the past few days and will not show up until evening.

King Jing's Mansion is quite close to the imperial palace, and we will be there in a short while.

Qi Wenyao got out of the carriage and felt a little emotional when he saw the familiar door, "It hasn't changed much..."

"It's changed." Fu Yichen glanced at him, "There is a master missing."

Qi Wenyao didn't answer, "Yes, you run to the new house every day. It's unlucky for Qin Luoxiao to live in such a good house."

Learning martial arts is indeed thanks to Qin Daxia, but Qi Wenyao's dissatisfaction with Qin Luoxiao has not diminished at all.He didn't hide it in front of Qin Daxia, and he said whatever he wanted to here with Fu Yichen.

Fu Yichen often has a sullen face, hiding his emotions for fear that others will see any clues.Joy, anger, sorrow, and joy can be well hidden, not to mention personal likes and dislikes.For Qin Luoxiao, the teacher's own son, it is normal practice to keep silent and show respect.

Today, Fu Yichen seemed to really want to please him, so he said, "Yes."

"Hey," Qi Wenyao was surprised, "Do you dare to speak ill of Qin Luoxiao? Are you afraid that Master will blame you?"

Fu Yichen smiled, "I'm even more afraid of you."

Qi Wenyao was coaxed so happily that he didn't care about Fu Yichen's arms around his shoulders.

As soon as they entered the door, the butler came to report that "Here comes the Great Xia Qin".Once he was sure that someone was there, he would walk faster. Qi Wenyao was not surprised to find that he was walking in the direction of the West Wing.Qin Luoxiao was injured, Qin Daxia came to see her every night, Fu Yichen only considered that the master could not let the father and son stay in the damp and dark dungeon, so he would arrange the guest room.

Qin Daxia stood in the corridor thinking about something, and saw them coming at a glance.

"Chen'er, Brother Qi." Qin Daxia greeted them.

Qi Wenyao broke out of Fu Yichen's arms all of a sudden, and asked, "Have you not caught up with Zhai Yichen?"

"No." Qin Daxia sighed, "He intentionally lured me to a crowded place, and even provoked the officials. I was afraid of getting into trouble, so I hurried back."

"What does he blame Master for?"

"Hey, let's go in and talk. Xiao'er also asked, I think it's better to talk together, so I waited for you."

"Us?" Qi Wenyao pointed to himself, "Can I listen too?"

"Of course. Yichen will pester you again, and we can prevent him by discussing together."

Fu Yichen became vigilant, "Entanglement? Wen Yao, what did he do to you?"

"It's nothing. Come in quickly, your master is waiting." Qi Wenyao deliberately ignored the place where Zhai Yichen confessed, because he couldn't speak to Fu Yichen.Being asked such a question, he looked at Fu Yichen's aggrieved look, and somehow had the illusion of letting others down.

He didn't do anything, he was just a tool used by Zhai Yichen for revenge.

Fu Yichen is a very practical person, seeing him take the initiative to hold hands, he dispelled most of the anger, and obediently was pushed into the door.

Qin Luoxiao, who was lying on the bedside, immediately rolled her eyes with disdain when she saw the two of them sticking together.

"Xiao'er is injured, let him lie down." Qin Daxia discussed with them in a friendly voice.

"Yeah." Qi Wenyao sat down, "I don't want to be that close to him either."

He not only sat down by himself, but also pulled Fu Yichen to the side.Sitting side by side, holding hands tightly and raising them high without hiding it, just to make Qin Luoxiao feel an eyesore.

Sure enough, Qin Luoxiao didn't even roll her eyes, she turned her head away from them, "Father, what did you ask them for?"

"Talk about your eldest brother. Yichen broke into Qi's mansion and said that he missed Brother Qi..."

Fu Yichen frowned, Qin Luoxiao sat up straight and asked loudly, "Eldest Brother, will you miss him?"

Seeing the ugly expressions of these two people, Qi Wenyao suddenly understood why Zhai Yichen got him involved: a fake confession can make Qin Luoxiao and Fu Yichen's faces greener than the other, it's so worth it.

He understood, but Qin Daxia didn't understand, "That's what Yichen said, what's wrong?"

Qin Luoxiao gritted her teeth and stared at Qi Wenyao fiercely.

Qi Wenyao had a hundred ways to get back, but he didn't use it, he just called Fu Yichen to come forward.

"Master, keep talking." Fu Yichen squeezed his palm back and gave Qin Luoxiao a disgusted look.

Qin Luoxiao froze all of a sudden.

Qin Daxia didn't want to talk about the grievances of the younger generation, so he continued to explain, "Zhai Yichen made the idea of ​​breaking up with me. He said a lot of grievances, and there are indeed mistakes I made in it."

Qin Luoxiao quarreled again, "Father, what's wrong with you? He locked me up..."

"At that time, only the two of you knew what was going on, and there was no point arguing about right or wrong. It was indeed unfair for me to drive him away instead of Chen'er."

This was followed by a series of sighs from Daxia Qin.The eyes that were full of energy in the past were closed, and the hands that had practiced superb martial arts rubbed the frowning brows, as if they had aged several years in an instant.

Qin Luoxiao took a look when she heard the sigh, and put away her stubborn temper when she saw her father like this.

"Master, it's not your fault that Zhai Yichen killed innocent people, right? He just made things out of the past when he changed. Why should Master feel sad for such a person?"

"Innocent people?" Qin Daxia was stunned, "What's going on?"

"Boss Qingfengxuan couldn't draw his parents well, so he was silenced."

Fu Yichen believed what Qi Wenyao said without asking why.This kind of trust also exists between master and apprentice. Qin Daxia knew that Fu Yichen would not let such a panic, his face changed drastically, "Portrait...will he do it again?"

"Yes." Fu Yichen noticed Wei Quan's figure ready to move outside, "Here comes the news."

Wei Quan came in and reported a piece of unidentifiable news to them, "Zhai Yichen found another painter and took the child hostage. He said that if he didn't see a satisfactory portrait within three days, he would kill the child."

The whole room fell silent.

For Zhai Yichen alone, they can cast a net all over the world, even if they don't catch anyone alive, they can quell the farce.With one more child, they were afraid that their lives would be killed if they acted rashly, so they couldn't fight head-on, so they let Zhai Yichen lead them away.

Qi Wenyao frowned, trying to think about where Zhai Yichen would go.

"Have you thought of a way?" Fu Yichen didn't need to ask carefully, but he could guess that Qi Wenyao had a way that ordinary people couldn't think of.

Qin Luoxiao listened, and sneered, "Of course he has a way. After becoming a big brother, wouldn't he just exchange that child back?"

"Xiao'er!" It was Qin Daxia who was angered first, stepped forward and pulled Qin Luoxiao down, "Kowtow to Brother Qi to admit your mistake!"

Qin Luoxiao didn't expect her father, who had been hurting her for so long, to have this reaction, struggling, "I've never even kneeled before you, why should I kneel to an outsider? Dad, what evil have you got, you insist on helping this..."

Qin Daxia kicked over directly.

Qin Luoxiao didn't dare to fight her own father no matter how desperate she was, and stood there in a daze.

Fu Yichen had never seen the master get so angry, he didn't dare to speak, and his breathing was light.

Arguing again?Qi Wenyao watched silently, feeling nothing in his heart: Isn't it the first time.Not long ago, Qin Daxia had a quarrel with Zhai Yichen, and he was used to being an embarrassing background board next to him.

It is impossible to plead for mercy.He was not so magnanimous, Qin Luoxiao stood there purely because he couldn't beat Lao Tzu, and he didn't feel that he was wrong at all, so why should he speak up for someone who didn't like him.

In the end, it was Qin Daxia who broke the silence. "hurt?"

"No." Qin Luoxiao got up expressionlessly, and stretched her body to bear it, but she didn't even look at the place where she was kicked.

"Apologize!" Qin Daxia ordered.

Qin Luoxiao didn't speak, but stuck there with stubbornness.

"Master," Fu Yichen didn't want to continue the stalemate, "think about how to save people first."

Qin Daxia also understood his own son's temper, "Okay, let's go, don't worry about this unworthy son."

Qi Wenyao continued to be a background board who followed without emotion.

"Brother Qi, I'm really sorry..." Qin Daxia apologized to him.

"Let's not talk about this first." Qi Wenyao thought about it just now, and found that he couldn't figure out where Di Yichen was at all. "We have to make two preparations. If we want to send people to search and arrest, we must do as Di Yichen said, lest he hurt the child. .”

"But the painter was worried about the child, so he couldn't draw it at all. Also, Zhai Yichen only mentioned a few characteristics, which are unclear. The painters have never seen his parents, so how can they draw them like him?"

Qi Wenyao immediately said, "I can."

He couldn't think of where Zhai Yichen was hiding, but he could see the memory of that person before he turned black.In memory, the appearance of Zhai Yichen's parents is clear. He is also an art student, so he still has a similar level of painting.

Wei Quan didn't understand, "How to draw?"

Qi Wenyao had already thought up an excuse, and asked Qin Daxia and Fu Yichen who were waiting next to him, "Have you all met Zhai Yichen's parents? Tell me, I'll try to draw it. Anyway, the painter was too shocked to write. Let me try."

"Alright." Fu Yichen agreed.

Qin Daxia was a little embarrassed, "I don't know what to say."

"Say whatever you want, say whatever comes to your mind."

Qin Daxia tried his best to recall, "The last time I saw them was ten years ago. His father is very thin and loves to laugh, and his mother... is a dignified lady."

"What about you?" Qi Wenyao turned to Fu Yichen.

Fu Yichen grabbed his hand, "Go to the study and talk while drawing."

What they went to was not the study, but the room where Qi Wenyao lived.This is what Qi Wenyao meant. There are also desks and pens and inks here, and it can give him a familiar and friendly feeling. If he is in good condition, he can paint well.

After entering the room, Fu Yichen didn't say a word, and began to serve the ink grinding.

Qi Wenyao couldn't understand, "Can't you remember?"

Fu Yichen handed him a paintbrush, "I don't tell you, but you know it well."

There were only the two of them, and Qi Wenyao didn't bother anymore, "Okay, I'll try. But I don't like to use this kind of pen." He dug out from the bottom drawer and the small box at the bottom that he had previously cut into a pen. A small pencil-like stick, black carbon powder and slightly harder drawing paper brought by Xingyu.

Fu Yichen kept looking at these weird things, but didn't ask any questions.

Qi Wenyao didn't intend to explain either.He had an affair with Fu Yichen, but it was an impulsive atmosphere.On a deeper level, it's not a state of intimacy that talks about everything, it's more like a cooperation where sitting in the same boat can't make it clear, and covet each other's body and simply try to have a good time.

They don't even dare to think about their future, let alone tell the unspeakable past frankly.

He had to work hard to "rush to draft" while he was in a good state. At first, he was busy adapting to the self-made pencils, and later he was thinking about how to draw a good portrait, completely ignoring what Fu Yichen wanted to do.When the first draft was finished, he raised his eyes and found that Fu Yichen had brought tea and snacks at some point, waiting quietly beside him.

"Like it?" Qi Wenyao showed the first draft first.

Fu Yichen took a look, with a bit of surprise on his face, "It's very similar."

"That's good." Qi Wenyao breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Yichen fed him a piece of snack, "Put your stomach first."

"Yeah." Qi Wenyao remembered that he hadn't eaten and his stomach was empty after eating snacks, "Have you eaten yet?"

"No, I'll ask them to serve." Fu Yichen went to order his servants,

Qi Wenyao looked at the worrying figure, and found that the snack he was biting was a little more sweet aftertaste.

"Come in a while." Fu Yichen turned back and continued to stare at the line draft he had just drawn.

Qi Wenyao pursed his lips, "Don't you ask me?"

He showed too many flaws.Suddenly able to swim, suddenly able to guess the childhood memories that Fu Yichen had never told anyone, and suddenly able to know the appearance of Zhai Yichen's parents, reproduced with a rare painting method.

It's impossible for Fu Yichen not to be suspicious, but he didn't mention a word.

Qi Wenyao was uneasy, and took the initiative to expose the unspeakable embarrassment: just ask, don't let him guess.

"Ask." Fu Yichen walked in front of him, "Qi Wenyao."

He paused word by word, calling his name seriously.

Qi Wenyao couldn't help standing up straighter, and answered seriously, "Yes."

Fu Yichen thought for a moment, then said, "Can I hug you?"

"Huh?" Qi Wenyao held his breath and stared nervously for a long time, depressed, "That's all you want to ask? Okay, let's hug."

Fu Yichen hugged him up, with a little force but with the sense of proportion not to hurt him.

"Why don't you ask?" His head was already opened, Qi Wenyao didn't want to be so confused, so he just wanted to make it clear, "I've changed so much..."

Fu Yichen chuckled, "I've noticed it a long time ago."

"Aren't you afraid?"

Fu Yichen tightened the hug, and whispered in his ear:

"I'm afraid you'll leave, that's all."

The author has something to say: Happy Valentine's Day, sprinkle some candy~