Bai Yueguang's substitute only wants salted fish

Qi Wenyao became angry when he saw the word "stupid", and he was angry, but his anger turned into admiration.

When the wind was blowing violently, the carriage was shaking, and the rain was still pouring in through the cracks of the window, Fu Yichen had the intention to write the word "stupid" on his face one stroke at a time.If it were him, he would definitely choose one with fewer strokes and write a "bastard", and he would definitely not be able to write such a beautiful effect.

The funny picture with the word "stupid" on his face didn't make Fu Yichen smile.After Fu Yichen finished writing, he put down the pen unhurriedly, and sat there quietly staring at him, as if he didn't care about the joke.

I don't even think it's fun, why bother him?

Qi Wenyao felt aggrieved, gritted his teeth, and managed to hold back his anger with a smile, "Can I wipe it off?"

Fu Yichen asked back, "Can it be wiped off?"

"It can't be wiped clean, but it can erase the word 'stupid'."

"No, it's not a day or two since you have the word 'stupid' on your face."

"..." Qi Wenyao realized that Fu Yichen had the ability to swear without profanity, and he didn't have the confidence to refute.

The outside is full of elite guards who obey orders and protect King Jing, not to mention fighting, if he cursed Fu Yichen and made Fu Yichen unhappy, he might be thrown out and beaten up.

"Sit down." Fu Yichen said, "It looks so pretty."

What a ghost.

But what else can he do when the boss speaks?

Qi Wenyao accepted his fate, went back to the original place and sat down, but left behind a trick of revenge - put on the coat he just took out, and wrap himself tightly so that there was no place for Fu Yichen to strike.

He worked hard for a long time, but Fu Yichen just didn't care about him anymore, and sat there looking at the ink cartridge that imitated the color of a tear mole.

It was raining heavily, and a group of people walked slowly, no matter how careful they were, they could not avoid God's tricks.Suddenly there was a strong gust of wind and the branches on the side of the road were blown down.The branch fell straight on the carriage, and the coachman reined in his horse, trying to turn around and hit the slippery stone.

The carriage ushered in the first wave of violent shaking.

Qi Wenyao caught it in time without falling.

Fu Yichen has a foundation in martial arts and is as stable as a mountain, but he can't hold the things in his hands firmly.

The ink cartridge and pen of the tear mole fell out of his hand and fell to the ground.

"Ah." Qi Wenyao let out a small exclamation, followed by a resigned expression of "what can I do".

Fu Yichen smiled, "What else?"

"It's on my face, I'll find a good artist to color it."

"No need." Fu Yichen said, "With tear mole, you can't become Xiao'er."

Maybe the wind was too loud, or maybe the dense rain and fog drifted in.Qi Wenyao couldn't hear the tone of this sentence, and he didn't understand why Fu Yichen had such a gentle expression.

All he knew was the sentence "You can't become Xiao'er".

At this moment, Fu Yichen didn't regard him as Xiao'er, nor did he have the qualifications to imitate Xiao'er at this moment, so he completely resumed his status of serving servants.

"Thank you, my lord." Qi Wenyao straightened up and bowed his head in a humble gesture to show his position while the carriage did not kneel on the ground.

Fu Yichen didn't answer him, but called out loudly, "Wei Quan."

Wei Quan's ears were pointed, "The subordinate is here."

"Why did you stop?"

"The coachman was injured." Wei Quan said, "Change someone to get on the top, clear away the stones on the road, and then we can start."

Qi Wenyao lifted the curtain and opened the window a crack.

The rain is still heavy, and it flies around along with the complex wind.Some trees fell, some trees were crooked, the original road has become potholed, accumulated water merged into a turbulent stream like a stream.

A guard jumped over the water, raised his steps and kicked a stone blocking the way.

"There are a lot of stones, which are hidden by the water." Qi Wenyao frowned. "It's hard for people to pass, let alone cars."

He just said it in his heart, he didn't dare to provoke Fu Yichen who was looking for Bai Yueguang.

Wei Quan also understood his lord's violent temper, which he refused to delay for a moment, so he bit the bullet and led the team forward.The coachman was injured and replaced, the guard was injured and replaced, the carriage was wobbling, and someone was needed to help stabilize it, the wheels were stuck, and more people were called, and they had to be carried over.

In the palace, Qi Wenyao at most saw people kneeling to pay respects and flattering with smiling faces. It was the first time he saw the usage of not treating people as human beings. He felt uncomfortable and wanted to get out of the car.

Anyway, Fu Yichen didn't regard him as Bai Yueguang now, his status was no different from that of the guards walking outside in the rain.When he went down, the weight of the carriage would be reduced, and the rain would wash away the word "stupid" on his face.

When he moved, Fu Yichen immediately noticed, "What are you doing?"

Qi Wenyao shook his head and smiled, changing his sitting position.

"You want to get caught in the rain outside." Fu Yichen made a good guess, "Eliminate what I wrote."

Qi Wenyao coughed dryly, "No."

Fu Yichen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring intently as if trying to see through him.

"Really, I haven't thought about it." Qi Wenyao added, "It can't be washed off. This kind of ink will leave a mark, and it takes three days to clean it."

Fu Yichen stopped looking at him and ordered, "Wei Quan, turn around."

"My lord, do you want to go back to the station?"

"Find a place to rest for the night." Fu Yichen suddenly looked at Qi Wenyao, "Someone needs to wash his face."

Qi Wenyao: "..."

He shouldn't have said anything about imprinting.It's all over now, Fu Yichen was afraid that there would be something wrong with this face similar to Bai Yueguang, so he insisted on finding a place for him to wash his face.

"Open the window." After Fu Yichen ordered Wei Quan, he came to order him again.

Qi Wenyao knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, "Put your face in the rain, right?"

Fu Yichen nodded, "Just understand."

Qi Wenyao complied, wiping off most of the ink with a handkerchief while shaking.After wiping, he started to sneeze and found that he would catch cold if he kept going on like this.Cough and fever are trivial matters, and he hates the feeling of having a blocked nose and not being able to breathe.

"It's almost there." Qi Wenyao turned around to discuss, "I..."

Fu Yichen gave a sharp look.

Not good.Qi Wenyao was startled, and quickly used the tricks he learned from Xing Yu before setting off.

He grabbed his sleeves, opened his eyes wide, and looked over pitifully with the corners of his lips slightly pursed.

It really works.

"Close it." After Fu Yichen finished speaking, he waved his hand away.

Qi Wenyao didn't mind at all, and agreed with a smile.

"it is good!"

The nearest place to stay is a small county town.There are not many people in the county town, it is not a rich place, the only decent inn can't accommodate so many people, half of the brigade brought by Fu Yichen can only be divided into the county government.

Fu Yichen glanced at the renovated yamen gate, and chose to stay in a hotel.

Of course Qi Wenyao followed, and he followed willingly - the inn is good, it's close to the market.He can see more ordinary people, and he doesn't need to see those petty officials who surround Fu Yichen and flatter him all day long.

It was getting late when they arrived, and Fu Yichen didn't want to eat, so he asked people to make the bed and prepare hot water.

Qi Wenyao was drenched in the rain and felt a little chilly.He wanted to eat hot noodle soup, and kept staring at the tables that the waiter hadn't cleared in time—they came, and the customers who originally ordered were driven away, leaving behind a pot of hot soup.

"Are you hungry again?" Fu Yichen once again expressed his disgust.

Qi Wenyao wanted to nod, but his chin was pinched.

"Fat." Fu Yichen looked at it for a moment and said, "Don't eat it."

"..." Qi Wenyao rolled his eyes: Then what are you asking?

"Go upstairs." Fu Yichen left first.

Qi Wenyao followed, walked two steps and smelled a fragrance.

It was the inn folks who brought up the rich broth and braised pork.

Fu Yichen sat comfortably in the carriage and was not hungry. It was different for the guards who were rushing to do physical work in the rain.Fu Yichen disliked him, but he would not treat the accompanying soldiers harshly.Wei Quan arranges meals, two big steamed buns for one person, meat and soup, if it is not enough, make sure you are full.

Qi Wenyao looked back and was so envious that he slowed down his pace.

"Xiao'er." Fu Yichen called him.

Qi Wenyao trotted over, "Hey."

The first thing you do when you get back to your room is to take a shower.Fu Yichen is the prince, and of course Qi Wenyao has to serve him. He helped undress with a blank expression, and then he untied his belt. He looked up at Fu Yichen and was pushed away.

"Go and wash your face." Fu Yichen was particularly disgusted with the light marks on his face, "Even if you rub off a layer of skin, you have to clean it up."

Do you blame me for the words you wrote?Qi Wenyao was puzzled, but there was no room for resistance, and the servants took him to another room to wash his face without hindering the eyes of His Royal Highness King Jing.

He took a shower by the way, and when he went out and saw a bowl of hot noodles and stewed pork on the table, he thought he had time-traveled again.

"The prince rewarded it." The man said, "Young master, use it slowly."

Qi Wenyao was happy, and then felt that the plate of stewed meat was not enough, "Is there any more stewed meat? Have another plate."

"Yes, little one, go get it here."

"Thank you." Qi Wenyao replied subconsciously.

The clerk was terrified and wanted to say "I dare not take it" but found that Qi Wenyao was so focused on eating that he didn't know whether to say it or not.

"Braised pork." Qi Wenyao saw the waiter stunned, thinking that he didn't explain clearly, "Take another plate."

The man hastened to go.

Qi Wenyao finished half a bowl of noodles, and when he was wiping his mouth, he heard the sound of the door opening.He looked over and found that the guy who brought the stewed meat had changed. He was taller, with a dark yellow complexion, many spots and a large black birthmark.

"Let's put it down." Qi Wenyao only had braised pork in his heart, and after tasting a piece, he found that the guy hadn't left, "What's wrong?"

"Is the guest officer satisfied?" The guy's voice was hoarse, not as bright and enthusiastic as the previous one.

"satisfy."

"Anything else to order?"

After asking earnestly, Qi Wenyao also remembered one thing, "Yes, I want to ask you something. Is there a place nearby with a strange tree and a stone monument under the tree?"

The original body really hated his past, and when he left his hometown, he was too young, so he didn't remember the names of key places.Qi Wenyao only knew a little bit, and he still had to inquire about the rest.

"Yes, Qijia Village. That place has bad feng shui, so we planted a strange tree and set up a red-letter stone tablet to live in it. The place is not far away, tens of miles away, and you can get there by riding a horse for half a day. The guest officer asked why? "

Qi Wenyao took out the broken silver and put it on the table, "Don't tell others."

He glanced at the clerk one more time, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

The guy had an ugly face and was dressed in tatters, but he had a pair of bright eyes.And the skin of the hand that helped to serve the dishes was intact without any minor injuries. It was clearly not the appearance of working all day, and the joints were clearly beautiful.

Being stared at by him, the clerk bowed his head and made a stiff and unskilled humble movement, "Guest officer?"

Qi Wenyao listened carefully to these two words, and it was clear that it corresponded to the voice in his memory.

This is Di Yichen, Di Yichen pretending to be an inn clerk.

Qi Wenyao didn't panic, and glanced at the guard's shadow on the door.Fu Yichen sent someone to watch him, but he sent someone who couldn't recognize Zhai Yichen.He shouted, the guards would indeed come in, but it was unknown whether they could catch Zhai Yichen.

He looked back, and Zhai Yichen was already two steps away, but his smiling eyes became more gentle and beautiful, "Are you calling someone?"

Qi Wenyao raised his hand.

Di Yichen didn't know how to watch, so he showed his dagger, and...

Found nothing to guard against.

Qi Wenyao didn't notice the appearance of the dagger at all, fixedly stared at the silver on the table, reached out to fish it back and asked him:

"You don't want it?"