Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

Fu Yichen received the letter and chuckled after reading it.

He was not surprised that Concubine Zhao would reciprocate, but he didn't expect that the woman would specifically mention the situation of the Ninth Prince while reporting the letter: "Jing'er asked when brother would come."

"What are you laughing at?" Qi Wenyao heard him laugh, and leaned over to take a look.

Fu Yichen took him into his arms, "Look."

"It looks like it was written by a woman, maid?"

Fu Yichen pinched Qi Wenyao's slightly swollen cheeks from pouting, "It's a concubine."

Qi Wenyao's eyes widened, "You still arranged for someone to be a concubine?"

"No, father is no longer in the mood to find beauties."

"Who is it, you tell me." Qi Wenyao became unhappy, and threw the note at his face.

Fu Yichen took the note, and instead of being angry, he found Qi Wenyao's tantrum quite interesting.He wanted to pinch his face again, but he stretched out his hand and was avoided, so he simply put his arms around him and whispered, "Don't you know it when you think about it?"

"Let's think about it, it's two different things to tell you voluntarily." Qi Wenyao looked up at him, his fair face looked very small in his arms, and his delicate nose wrinkled due to entangled emotions.

"And it's more difficult to think?" Fu Yichen knew Qi Wenyao's real thoughts as soon as he saw the serious face.

Qi Wenyao snorted, and got up to break free from his arms, "Forget it. I'll think about it after I take a break."

Fu Yichen hugged her, "Say. She is Concubine Zhao, the mother of the Ninth Prince."

"How did you know each other?" Qi Wenyao was puzzled, "She should have a grudge against you. Wait, the Ninth Prince is the one with poor health?"

"Yes, she doesn't have the heart to be my enemy. Taking care of her son is already very difficult."

Qi Wenyao suddenly remembered the ginseng rewards that the palace often had, "Did you help them?"

"Well, I used to give ginseng, but later I used my internal strength to heal Jing'er. Jing'er is the Ninth Prince."

Qi Wenyao wasn't surprised, he just let out an "um" to show he knew.

This hum was accompanied by a nod of shaking his head.Fu Yichen hugged Qi Wenyao from behind, feeling that the little vibrato came directly from the place where he touched, and he felt the intimacy of being rubbed, and he was in a good mood.

"Don't ask why?" Fu Yichen actually had more thoughts to say.

"You are soft-hearted." Qi Wenyao had already seen it through, "I thought of myself when I saw the Ninth Prince."

Fu Yichen stopped the vague touching and rubbing, "You..."

How could Qi Wenyao speak so accurately.

The first time Fu Yichen heard about the Ninth Prince was when the Emperor was drunk and lamented the death of the Third Prince.The emperor doesn't have many sons but he is very mean. He only likes the intelligent third prince and ignores other sons.

The Ninth Prince is the worst one.The last time the emperor went to visit the Ninth Prince, he caught wind and cold, and was tortured uncomfortably.Later, the emperor heard that the empress, concubine Hui and the imperial doctor who went to see the Ninth Prince were also sick, so he asked someone to tell his fortune, and it was calculated that the Ninth Prince was in bad luck and specially restrained others.

After the death of the third prince, the emperor didn't like the ninth prince even more. He had an unreasonable thought, "God insisted on taking away one of my sons, why not Jing'er. He has been ill all the time, harming others and himself..."

Fu Yichen was quite displeased when he heard such bastard words, but he couldn't say anything.

Not long after, Fu Yichen met Zhaopin, the biological mother of the Ninth Prince.Concubine Zhao is thirty, and she still has an astonishing beauty that is not inferior to that of a twenty-eight girl.She cried very sadly, and begged the emperor to reward her son with a thousand-year-old ginseng.

The emperor was annoyed, and he agreed to say a few words, "Chen'er, don't go to see the ninth brother. He is haunted by evil spirits, and he will spread the disease to others."

Concubine Zhao didn't seem to hear, and thanked the emperor.

After Concubine Zhao stepped down, the emperor continued to talk about how he disliked the Ninth Prince.

Fu Yichen is no stranger to such disgusting expressions and words.He could often hear it at his uncle's house and Moshuang's house. If the master's family hadn't treated him well, he might have become a dejected man complaining about others.

So... Apart from his mother's love, did the young Ninth Prince also encounter all kinds of supercilious looks?

Fu Yichen went back to the palace that day, and stared at the ginseng tonic that he didn't need at all for a long time.He brought the rarest ginseng with him, entered the palace the next day, and walked around to the Ninth Prince's side and put it on the table while no one was looking.

His desire to help was less eager, and he left no words.Concubine Zhao didn't dare to use ginseng with unknown history, she would throw it away or ask someone for it.He didn't expect to be thanked either, on the surface he still listened to King Jing who didn't go that way.

Concubine Zhao still knew where the ginseng came from, and asked her natal family to come to Prince Jing's mansion to give gifts.

Fu Yichen went to the Ninth Prince's place, and it would be spread all at once. Concubine Zhao found someone to curry favor with Fu Yichen, but it didn't cause much controversy.There are many people who come to King Jing's mansion to curry favor, Zhaopin's natal family is considered inconspicuous in it.

They didn't see Fu Yichen either, left gifts and letters and left.

The housekeeper came to report the gifts he had received. Fu Yichen became a little interested when he heard the three letters, and took a look. One was from the Minister of the Household Department, one was from the eldest princess, and the other was written by Zhaopin’s family. .

They speak of gratitude as well as difficulty.Concubine Zhao's natal family is quite powerful, her father has been an official and enjoyed a lot in the court, and her mother's family is rich.However, the high-quality tonic for the Ninth Prince cannot be bought with money, most of the rare things are only available in the palace.Concubine Zhao must please the emperor and seek a chance for her son to continue her life.

After the death of the third prince, the emperor treated the ninth prince harshly.If Concubine Zhao could not be favored by the Holy Majesty, the imperial physician would not dare to use such expensive medicinal materials without authorization.Relying on the reward money and her natal family's support, Concubine Zhao bought some ordinary tonics and lasted for half a year.Half a year later, seeing that her son's health was getting worse, she had no choice but to take a gamble with the emperor.

When Fu Yichen said this, he still vaguely remembered the blood and tears on the letter, "The letter is very long."

Seeing his expression, Qi Wenyao guessed, "You decided to help them after reading it?"

"Originally, I only planned to deliver medicine, but later..."

He dragged out the ending, but didn't say the next sentence.

Qi Wenyao is a curious person, he turned around and looked at him with bright eyes, "What happened next?"

Fu Yichen thought of an explanation.He didn't need to hide anything in front of Qi Wenyao, but he still felt that it was awkward to reveal his heart, and wanted to maintain a serious look with a straight face.

Qi Wenyao thought he was trying to whet his appetite, so he stepped forward and kissed the corner of his lips.

Fu Yichen was taken aback for a moment, and felt that the defense in his heart had been melted, "I went to deliver the medicine again, and found a suspicious court lady beside them, so I reminded her. Only then did Concubine Zhao realize that the evil thing was caused by someone, so she thanked me together with the Ninth Prince .”

"They won't kneel down for you, will they?"

"No." Fu Yichen recalled, thinking of the bright and innocent eyes of the Ninth Prince and ordinary children, "Jing Er called me brother."

It's not the emperor's brother, but an ordinary "brother".

Qi Wenyao smiled when he heard it, "It's cute for a child to call his brother in a milky voice."

It's been a long time, and Fu Yichen has forgotten how the Ninth Prince called him.He was only distracted by Qi Wenyao's curved lips, thinking that it would be interesting to call out this voice, "You call out too?"

"Go away, you still want to play role-playing?!"

"What is role-playing?"

Qi Wenyao pursed his lips without explaining, and brought the topic back, "So you helped them later?"

"Well, extending life with tonics is not the answer."

Qi Wenyao suddenly thought of it, "Lu Tianyi helped Cen Ziyan heal his body, and you also used this method?"

"Yes, once a month he uses internal strength to heal his wounds. Cen Ziyan also helped."

Qi Wenyao sighed, "There is no unparalleled road."

"Jing'er is much better now, and a few years of recuperation may be able to cure her completely."

"So miraculous?" Qi Wenyao pondered, "If the doctor can't cure it, you can?"

"It's not that it can't be cured, it's that some people don't want Jing'er to heal. Rumors of the evil spirit's presence spread, and the emperor doesn't want to care about it, and the imperial doctor doesn't care. Jing'er's illness has been delayed for so long, and if it was later, how much Masters and tonics can't last."

Qi Wenyao didn't understand, "Then what happened to Xiao Cen?"

"He is a natural martial arts prodigy, different from Jing Er."

Qi Wenyao muttered, "Anyway, you can write whatever you want."

Fu Yichen couldn't understand this sentence.However, he chose to trust Qi Wenyao, and he would not give up until he was suspicious and asked everything clearly.He has things that he doesn't want to tell Qi Wenyao, and he also accepts that Qi Wenyao has secrets that he doesn't want to tell.

After Qi Wenyao finished muttering, he looked at him belatedly.

Fu Yichen pretended not to hear, "Huh?"

"If you use your internal strength to help heal your wounds, will it hurt your body?"

Fu Yichen smiled, and deliberately didn't say that he could get better with a little recuperation, "Yes, can you help me see?"

Qi Wenyao was not deceived, and resisted him who was about to approach, "It's time for you to reply."

Concubine Zhao has worked so hard to ask someone to deliver the letter, so she should be anxiously waiting for a reply.

Fu Yichen thinks it makes sense, thinking about having pestered Qi Wenyao for so long, he should take a break, "Okay, take a break."

He went to the desk, but Qi Wenyao didn't lazily lean back and ignore everything.

Fu Yichen looked up in the middle of writing, and saw Qi Wenyao sitting on the head of the bed with a pillow in his arms.The side without the desk is bright and dim, and the soft reddish color flows like a mist, adding a soft and warm feeling to Qi Wenyao who is in it.

"Don't sleep anymore?" Fu Yichen stopped writing, his voice became a little hoarse after he hadn't spoken for a long time.

Qi Wenyao blinked, and his lips turned red when he smiled, "Are you tired?"

Fu Yichen quickly finished writing the reply letter, handed it to the patrolling men outside, and then turned back, "Not tired."

"Tell the truth." Qi Wenyao avoided his embrace, "Since the ex-prince was forced into the palace, you have been busy with this and that, fighting the emperor for a while and fighting the princess for a while, and you don't sleep well at night, can you handle it?"

Fu Yichen heard the meaning of the heart-to-heart talk, and sighed softly, "I have a measure."

"You did so many things you didn't want to do before, isn't it uncomfortable?"

Seeing that Qi Wenyao was serious, Fu Yichen also answered solemnly, "A little bit, but it will be fine."

"You don't say anything."

"You were forced to stay at home, sell paintings under a pseudonym, and never talked about the difficulties."

Qi Wenyao pursed his lips, "Okay, let me say it first. I feel very comfortable staying at home. It's interesting to sell paintings under a pseudonym. It's much better than in the past..."

Fu Yichen frowned, "Sorry, I used to..."

"It wasn't that before." Qi Wenyao interrupted his guilty apology, "It was more in the past."

Fu Yichen thought of that "far away place", "Before you came here?"

"Well, sitting in one place for a long time, looking at the faces of the boss and customers, staying up late at every turn, eating cheap and not good things, doing everything by myself, and queuing up to find a doctor when I'm sick , I have to think about how expensive the house is when I have free time..."

Fu Yichen didn't understand these thoughts, but he knew that Qi Wenyao was upset, so he hugged him.

Qi Wenyao didn't resist, leaned into his arms and asked, "I've said so much, how about you? You really like your life now, don't you feel tired?"

Fu Yichen carefully savored what he had just heard, and understood the key point.

Judging by his face, he can't eat good food, so he has to do everything by himself, and he has to ask a doctor when he is sick.

His original plan was to leave the imperial capital when his father got tired of him, and live a life of incognito.The home he found was a remote and secluded small town. He chose to live deep in the woods, and he would just go to the city to buy something when necessary.

Such a life is doomed to be tiring, not what Qi Wenyao wants.

Fu Yichen has seen Qi Wenyao's lazy look a lot, and also understands Qi Wenyao's obsession with calligraphy and painting.Qi Wenyao is suitable to stay in the imperial capital, where he can enjoy life without worrying about food and drink, and there are literati who can appreciate calligraphy and painting.

Fu Yichen doesn't like power, but likes Qi Wenyao.

It is worth fighting for power to allow Qi Wenyao to live comfortably in the imperial capital.

Fu Yichen thought about it, and answered seriously, "I'm not tired, I just want to live like this."

Qi Wenyao got up and looked at him fixedly, "Really?"

Fu Yichen didn't lie, he wasn't afraid of Qi Wenyao staring at him, and he still wanted to pull the quilt to help cover it.

"Lao cover the quilt, are you tired?" Qi Wenyao smiled, his eyebrows crooked, and there was a playful light in his eyes, "Brother."

Fu Yichen's breath was stagnant, and he stepped forward and rubbed the man into his arms.

They played for a while, and got a reply from Concubine Zhao in the palace.

Qi Wenyao didn't bother to read it, so Fu Yichen finished reading it and said the key.

"The eldest princess wins her over, and she will pretend to obey."

The author has something to say: this is sugar sprinkling QWQ

Use the sweet taste to induce the little angel to bubble

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Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Su Cheyu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!