Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

After watching the situation in the palace, Qi Wenyao stayed honest.He knew what was in his mind, but he couldn't tell Cen's family without evidence.Not everyone believed in him unconditionally like Fu Yichen. After hearing what he said, the Cen family would only think that he was naive and wanted to drag everyone back to die.

Qi Wenyao wanted to take it with him quietly, but Mrs. Cen came to talk to him, "Young Master Qi, can we go home?"

Qi Wenyao smiled, and gave the old lady a reassuring word, "Yes."

The old lady asked again, "How long?"

"Soon." Qi Wenyao noticed that the old lady seemed to have something to say, "Old lady Cen, please speak directly."

The old lady smiled apologetically, "I want to ask Mr. Qi to draw a picture."

"Paint General Cen and Young Master Cen?"

"Yes. I'm getting older, and I'm gradually losing track of things. My daughter-in-law and grandson-in-law often don't see them, and I can't tell what they look like. Mr. Qi is famous all over the world, so it's not so easy to invite him. After much deliberation, I still have a thick skin Speak up."

"The old lady is polite, this is Qi's honor."

Qi Wenyao also wanted them to feel at ease, so he readily agreed, "Okay."

The reason why the Cen family would flee for their lives with their pens, ink, papers and inkstones is that the young master remembers the homework assigned by his grandfather and completes it wherever he goes.Qi Wenyao held the pen and paper that belonged to the young master, feeling quite emotional, writing was much smoother than usual.

He first drew a picture of General Cen.General Cen had a beard that covered half of his face, and his unruly brows gave this face a dazzling illusion, but he also had a pair of sharp eyes, which lost their charm if they were not properly grasped.

Qi Wenyao didn't draw upright portraits with no expression, but chose a general Cen who saw the birth of his grandson with a happy smile to depict.

"This..." The old lady was very happy, "The painting is so good. He rarely smiles like that."

Qi Wenyao comforted, "When you go back, he will also be smiling so happily."

The old lady glanced at the thick night, "Master Qi wants to rest?"

"No, please tell me what the eldest son looks like." Qi Wenyao had already changed a piece of drawing paper.

The old lady suddenly asked, "What is the most satisfying painting Mr. Qi has ever drawn?"

Qi Wenyao thought for a while, and somehow thought of that incongruous graffiti.

Mrs. Qi came to say that there were six more beauties in Prince Jing's Mansion. He was quite unhappy, so he came up with a casual picture of ghosts, animals and devils on the dirty drawing paper.Later, he discovered that Fu Yichen regarded the six beauties as coolies, and inexplicably thought that the devil's picture was Fu Yichen, the supervisor, and stayed behind.

He was so happy at that time that he even made a strange plan: If Fu Yichen dared to climb over the wall again, he would take out this picture to scare him.

However, the next time Qi Wenyao saw Fu Yichen was when he learned of the tragic situation of Qin Daxia's death, so he forgot about the painting.

Qi Wenyao didn't really like that painting, but he realized that it was the first time he only thought about Fu Yichen's painting.It's not the important task of avenging Qin Daxia, it has nothing to do with guarding against the prince, he is angry with Fu Yichen who "hugs left and right", and draws his messy mood like venting.

Qi Wenyao thought so, but he couldn't say it when facing the old lady, "I can't say it, every picture is drawn with heart."

The old lady nodded, looking at the portrait, she sighed, "Mr. Qi has superb painting skills, and the pen and ink must be a shocking work."

Qi Wenyao was embarrassed by the praise, "The old lady praised it absurdly."

The old lady noticed his awkward expression, and said softly, "Mr. Qi is brilliant and noble, and I will hear more praises in the future. What they say is much better than what a bad old woman like Lao Shen said, and they will It's much more complicated. Mr. Qi, be careful."

Qi Wenyao felt that there was something in the old lady's words, so he looked puzzled.

The old lady turned her gaze back to the portrait, "This painting is really good, I want to look at it for a while longer."

"Okay." Qi Wenyao didn't force the old lady to talk about Mr. Cen's appearance immediately, "I'll go outside for a walk."

Qi Wenyao turned outside, just in time to meet Yuan Dinglin who was on patrol.

Seeing him coming out, Yuan Dinglin immediately came up to meet him and asked, "What orders does Mr. Qi have?"

"No. You go to rest, I will guard here."

"No." Yuan Dinglin panicked all of a sudden, "The prince ordered his subordinates to take good care of Mr. Qi."

Seeing Yuan Dinglin's appearance, Qi Wenyao suddenly understood what the old lady said.He felt so sorry for Fu Yichen that he ignored the situation after the death of the prince - Fu Yichen's rise in status would attract more flattery.

What they had agreed at the time was to fight off the crown prince. Besides, if the crown prince really fell, Fu Yichen would definitely come to him to reconcile.Regardless of reconciliation or not, Fu Yichen doesn't need to hide it, he can announce to the world that his sweetheart is him.

At that time, there will be many flatterers around him.He wasn't used to such rainbow farts, he was too embarrassed to move in the academy last time, and now when the old lady said a kind word, he felt unwell again and wanted to crawl into the ground.

The outside world is full of rumors about his kindness, and the old lady is worried that he has soft ears that are easy to be used.

Qi Wenyao had been looking forward to going back to meet, to comfort Fu Yichen's heart broken by his biological father.Being interrupted by the old lady and Yuan Dinglin, he suddenly realized that he was also a worrying master, otherwise Fu Yichen would not have passed out and sent him to a safe place.

Qi Wenyao decided to face his sincerity, so he wanted to stand with Fu Yichen.His lazy attitude was easily exploited, and after thinking about it, he felt that it was really inappropriate for him to go on like this.

"Go in and rest." He decided to change from now on, and told Yuan Dinglin to go to sleep in a harsh tone.

Yuan Dinglin was used to his gentleness, and was stunned, "Master Qi..."

"Now." Qi Wenyao saw Yuan Dinglin's terrified face and was afraid of scaring people, so he added an explanation, "There will be news in the morning, and we probably have to hurry. How can you lead the way if you don't rest?"

Yuan Dinglin immediately said, "Yes!"

The goal was achieved, but Qi Wenyao was a little frustrated: How did he become such a terrifying existence like Fu Yichen who scares people out of internal injuries with just one look?

etc.His eyes can still scare people.There are not many of them, one is Fu Yichen and the other is Grand Tutor Qi, not because of fear but because of caring.

Qi Wenyao began to think about his attitude towards people, and sat outside thinking about it without feeling sleepy.Therefore, when Yuan Dinglin, who had been resting for half an hour, came to replace him, he didn't want to rest, and observed the surrounding situation together with Yuan Dinglin.

Yuan Dinglin couldn't help but sigh, "Young Master Qi is indeed a great kind person."

Qi Wenyao endured the goosebumps from being praised, and praised back, "Master Yuan is dedicated to his duties, which is really admirable."

Yuan Dinglin was stunned for a moment and then boasted back unwillingly, "I can't compare to Mr. Qi. Mr. Qi's calligraphy and painting are superb, and everyone knows everyone. Many high-ranking officials are willing to pay a lot of money for a painting, but they don't expect Mr. Qi to be alone. Enthusiasm only writes for the disaster victims.”

Qi Wenyao couldn't say such a long compliment, so he frowned and changed it to a question, "Who do you hear that I am superb in painting and calligraphy?"

"Everyone says so."

"Who are you?" Qi Wenyao asked seriously, "Are you from the Academy?"

Yuan Dinglin hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Yes, they are all very talented."

"Which academy? What's the name? Did they say that for my father's sake?"

Qi Wenyao's random questions stumped Yuan Dinglin.

Yuan Dinglin found that he was a serious person, so he didn't dare to say polite words easily, and only spoke when he had something to do, and the rest of the time was quieter than the mountain next to him - there were some birds and beasts on the mountain, Yuan Dinglin slowed down his breathing and wished he could Hide it for yourself.

Qi Wenyao was happy to discover new skills.

It was dawn, and there was movement outside the mountain.

"Don't move," Yuan Dinglin said softly, "Subordinate... Mr. Qi!"

"Hush." ​​Qi Wenyao had already reached the front, and when he realized that he couldn't see it, he aimed at the tall and sheltered tree, and went up with light work in three or two strokes.

Yuan Dinglin was dumbfounded: it turned out that this Mr. Qi who was brought into a coma was not a powerless scholar, he was so skilled.

When Qi Wenyao saw the large group of people, he was a little confused at first, but he became overjoyed when he saw the leader clearly, "It's Fu Yichen!"

Yuan Dinglin thought Qi Wenyao was going to jump off the tree and wanted to come over to help.Never thought that Qi Wenyao didn't need to go down to the ground to run over. He passed through the narrow branches lightly, jumped up, tapped his toes on the branch and flew out.

The branches only trembled once, not even as loud as the breeze blowing by.

Yuan Dinglin was stunned, and the next second realized that he was too early.

Qi Wenyao landed steadily in front of Fu Yichen, smiled, and was hugged by Fu Yichen who got off his horse before he could speak.Regardless of the surprised eyes of General Cen and his personal guards beside him, Fu Yichen was held in Qi Wenyao's arms, holding on tightly, but the hand he touched was gentle and compassionate.

Yuan Dinglin suddenly felt that the embarrassment of being speechless last night was worth it.

King Jing, ah no, how can the person whom His Highness puts on top of his heart not to please?

General Cen came to pick up his family in person, so of course he had to explain what happened.

The prince colluded with the chaotic parties in the rivers and lakes to commit rebellion, and after being surrounded by layers, he thought he had no face to face the world, and committed suicide in the palace.The prince's brother-in-law returned to the imperial capital without order and was sentenced to death.The courtiers who followed the prince's plan to force the palace were pulled out one by one and thrown into the prison.

Qi Wenyao listened quietly, with another complicated scene in his head.

The prince did not kill himself, but was strangled to death by the emperor.The brother-in-law really deserves to die, and the criminals who were arrested did help the prince.However, some wronged people who did not participate in it at all blocked the way and had to bear the charges.

Blocking the way of the eldest princess, blocking the way of Fu Yichen, blocking the way of General Cen... The three people with the highest contributions together disintegrated the power of the prince in the court, and cleaned up those who were an eyesore by the way.

Seeing his biological father kill another brother, Fu Yichen felt uncomfortable, but he also concentrated on fighting for his own victory.

Qi Wenyao took a look.

Fu Yichen noticed his gaze, and his hand tightened a bit.

Qi Wenyao shook his hand back, still unable to let go of his worries.Fu Yichen was only willing to hold back in front of outsiders, he wanted to have a good chat, but the Cen family and the guards were all watching, and they couldn't speak.

General Cen saw that the family had almost packed up their things, "His Royal Highness, should we go back?"

The emperor's decree to confer the crown prince has not yet come down, so everyone will change their minds immediately.However, King Jing has made great contributions, and with the support of his courtiers, becoming the crown prince is almost a certainty.Everyone doesn't want to be called Wang Ye anymore, so let's use the ambiguous title of "His Royal Highness".

Fu Yichen nodded, "Let's go."

When Fu Yichen came, in order to let Qi Wenyao see him earlier, he rode a horse and got down when he saw anyone.If you want to talk now, of course you will take a carriage, and the treatment is different from that of the Cen family who are crowded together. The two people charter the car, and there are all guards outside who have been with Fu Yichen for many years, and they will never listen to nonsense.

The spacious seat, Fu Yichen didn't want to sit apart from him, holding hands all the time.

Qi Wenyao took the opportunity to sit beside him and asked softly, "Are you all right?"

Fu Yichen smiled, "There is no injury."

Of course Qi Wenyao knew that Fu Yichen was not injured, and fixed his eyes on his heart, "What about your heart?"

Fu Yichen's smile faded, and he guessed the reason for asking the question, "You saw how the prince died."

"Yeah." Qi Wenyao's face became serious, and he decided to persuade him after a while, "The emperor didn't do that unkindly. The prince forced the palace, and the friendship between father and son was exhausted. At that time, the emperor felt that what he killed was not his son, but a vital point." Kill your own traitor."

After listening quietly, Fu Yichen said softly, "No, I'm too stupid. There won't be a next time."

Qi Wenyao became anxious, "Others are stupid and don't know how to cherish."

"Wen Yao, I figured it out." Fu Yichen sighed, "I have been stupid for 20 years, and now I wake up."

Qi Wenyao fell silent.He is not good at comforting people. He had been holding back those words for a long time before he could think of them.It didn't work well, and he couldn't find any other sentences.

If he can't speak, then...he was heartbroken and simply gave him a hug.

Fu Yichen hugged him, and when he lowered his head, his lips brushed against his forehead, leaving a vague kiss.

Qi Wenyao felt itchy and trembled.

Fu Yichen let go of his hand immediately, "Sorry."

Qi Wenyao looked up and saw Fu Yichen's hand hanging in mid-air, he couldn't laugh or cry, "I'll get closer first, why are you apologizing?"

Surprised, Fu Yichen understood what he meant in an instant, and hugged him again.

"Wait." Qi Wenyao felt that he had to make a statement, "I am not greedy for power, because you want to be a prince...that's why I said that."

Fu Yichen smiled, and tapped the corners of his tangled lips, "It's fine if you don't dislike me."

"Dislike?" Qi Wenyao wondered, "Why do you say that?"

"You hate people bothering you. I've changed and it's only going to cause you more trouble."

Qi Wenyao chuckled, "It's okay. I don't care about them, I just let you bother me."

Fu Yichen stared fixedly at the corners of his raised lips, his eyes became brighter.The gentle fingertips caressed gently, and they swam to the chin and raised their eyes to meet each other, rubbing the tip of their noses lightly, and kissed him when he was so itchy that he closed his eyes.

Qi Wenyao still remembered that he was in the carriage, and that there were guards waiting outside.He held back his voice for a while, and when he fell back, he was obviously frightened and let out an exclamation of "Ouch", and stopped in the middle of the cry.

Fu Yichen stopped, and gently stroked him, "Have you bumped into it?

"No." Qi Wenyao pursed his lips, calmed down and let his ears filter out the disordered breathing to listen to the movement outside, "Walk for a while and you will arrive at the imperial capital."

Fu Yichen was rather regretful, "I should hide you far away."

"Huh?" Qi Wenyao didn't understand, "Do you like being in a carriage so much...?"

He spoke vaguely, but Fu Yichen was blunt, "I'll rest for a night before leaving. It's okay for a whole night."

"..." Qi Wenyao pushed away angrily, "The whole Cen family is here, are you going to be ashamed?"

Fu Yichen was really shameless, and said seriously, "If you stay farther away, you must stay in a hotel. Once the door is closed, who knows what we are doing."

Let's just talk, the eyes are still on him, and the hand that hugs him is tightened a little bit to rub him into his arms.Qi Wenyao felt bad, struggled to stay away, gritted his teeth and cursed, "This is not an inn, it's a carriage!"

"I was wrong." Fu Yichen immediately admitted his mistake, dejected.

Qi Wenyao's heart softened again, "Hey, why do you..."

He approached, fell into Fu Yichen's trap, and finally managed to stop with a kick when he was almost at the imperial capital.

They had time to tidy up, and when they got off the carriage, their clothes were still intact and their faces were as usual.

"You can stay in the general's mansion temporarily." Fu Yichen explained, "It's a bit chaotic now, it's better for you not to reveal your identity."

Qi Wenyao nodded, "What about you?"

"Enter the palace." Fu Yichen looked reluctant, "There are so many things."

Qi Wenyao also felt a bit bitter, "You didn't rest last night, did you? Take a break and go later?"

Fu Yichen glanced at him, "I don't want to rest even if I stay here."

Qi Wenyao felt that there was fire in those eyes, and he wished for the fire that would burn his clothes, and disgusted him, "Go, hurry up."

He was thinking about his health, but Fu Yichen was full of evil thoughts and couldn't talk.

"En." Fu Yichen opened his hand, "Wen Yao."

It's not coquettish, it's an ordinary and casual name.However, Qi Wenyao has been hearing Fu Yichen's pitiful, helpless, and tender screams for a while, and he feels that the ordinary tone is particularly poignant.

He walked over to give him a hug, "Hey."

Fu Yichen hugged her and asked for a warm farewell kiss.

It took Qi Wenyao a lot of effort to push away the sticky Fu Yichen, "It's so annoying!"

Fu Yichen finally left.When walking, I always look back, but like having eyes behind my back, I will never fall.

Qi Wenyao finally got clean, washed and changed, and lay down in the same soft bedding in the General's Mansion.Probably because Fu Yichen was too enthusiastic just now, he couldn't help thinking about it, and then he saw Fu Yichen taking advantage of no one there to have fun.

Once or twice, I ran into Tou Le, and the third time I suddenly remembered that he might see him and said to the front, "Wen Yao, do you miss me?"

Qi Wenyao seemed to have been caught, shaking his head and getting up to draw.

He drew halfway, and his thoughts drifted to Fu Yichen again.

This time, he saw a particularly serious picture.In the palace, the emperor found Fu Yichen, General Cen, the eldest princess and several ministers, and they were talking about the important matter of establishing the crown prince.

"Chen'er." The emperor showed kindness, but what Fu Yichen didn't want to hear was what he said, "Should you marry a wife?"

Fu Yichen resolutely refused, "My son and minister will not marry."

The emperor chuckled, "Don't you want to be a prince?"

"What does being a prince have to do with getting married?"

"Of course I have." The emperor still had the serious and reasonable face, "The crown prince is the future king, and the crown princess is the future queen. How can a country have no queen?"

Fu Yichen chuckled, "Father, have you forgotten how the former crown princess helped her husband plot against him?"

The emperor withdrew his smiling face, "Presumptuous!"

Fu Yichen did not speak, but glanced at General Cen.

General Cen immediately knelt down, "Your Highness said this to reassure the emperor."

Another minister also said, "The prince's marriage to the concubine must be solemnly arranged, which is a waste of money. The natural disaster has just passed, and the chaotic party has not been eradicated. Your Highness considers the common people in the world. It is really a blessing for the country and the country!"

The other ministers also followed suit and knelt down to help Fu Yichen speak.

The emperor didn't like this, and looked at Fu Yichen with a weird smile on his face.

"You don't marry a wife because of Qi Wenyao, right?"

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