Before running out of Chengyuan Hall, Fu Nian couldn't help but slow down.

After just running two steps, his breathing became heavier, and the protest in his stomach started to roar again.

"Stop making noise!" Fu Er scolded in a low voice.

The scolding didn't work, so Fu Tian had no choice but to stop chasing and go back to send the imperial army to follow up.

Back in the palace, Fu Nian's eyes still stayed on the soul bell and the box filled with incense ash.

He tried to ignite the incense ash again with a candle. This time, there was no strange smell coming out, nor was he looking through his eyes to see what happened to Fu Shijiu before.

In the evening, Fu Nian was flipping through the knife manual in the house, when he heard movement outside the door, he hurriedly sat up straight.

In just a few seconds, sure enough, a slender figure moved furtively in front of the door.

Seeing this, Fu Nian acted as if he hadn't found anything, leaned back again, and continued to flip through the knife manual pretending to be doing nothing.

Until that figure tiptoed into the room, approached cautiously behind him, flicked his collar from time to time, and squatted down to hide Fu Bian deliberately.

After a while Fu Nian continued to read, the figure stood up again and played with Fu Nian's hair again.

After enduring it for a long while, Fu Nian stretched his waist pretending to be inadvertent, and flung his prosthetic limb back violently.

Feeling a solid touch, Fu Nian hurriedly turned his head, paused for a few seconds, and then said, "Your Majesty, you...why are you here?"

"I asked you to come to dinner." Chu Chaoyi frowned, rubbed the place on his shoulder where he was beaten, and did not complain, "Dinner is ready, let's go."

Before Fu Nian could respond, suddenly there were hands under his knees, trying to pull him up from the blanket.

"The subordinate will go on his own!" Being picked up suddenly, he was a little flustered, but he didn't dare to turn over rashly, so he could only protest softly, "Let go!"

The protest didn't work, Chu Chaoyi turned a deaf ear and continued to stride outside.

Fu Nian didn't know which nerve he had wronged again, so he kicked twice in small steps, motioning for Chu Chaoyi to let him down.

Almost at the threshold, Chu Chaoyi stopped in his tracks, "I heard today that you sent imperial troops to track down Fu Shijiu's whereabouts? You even tried to run out of the palace against the doctor's order? Is it true?"

Fu Twenty: ...

Now being picked up by the sky, he had no choice but to answer honestly, "Return to Your Majesty, it is true. But this subordinate is just—"

Before he finished speaking, Chu Chaoyi took another step and strode towards the outside.

"I have no other intention in pursuing his whereabouts, but I am afraid that something will happen to him again and cause future trouble." Seeing the maids in the distance coming and going, Fu Nian hurriedly continued to explain, "I really have no other intention."

"I know." Chu Chaoyi replied flatly, "If you really had other intentions, you wouldn't let Fu Shijiu get out of prison alive."

Although he couldn't bear Ah Shiao's yelling senior brother, in the end, the relationship between the two stopped at senior brother, and Chu Chaoyi couldn't say anything no matter how uncomfortable he was.

Even if his Ah Nian really has a crush on someone, it must be the one who was seduced by the other party.

"Then can you let the subordinate down?"

"How to ask for help, I taught you in the evening before."

Fu Nian was taken aback for a moment, and then remembered the only effective begging whisper not long ago.

He didn't speak.

Chu Chaoyi was still striding forward.

Seeing that the palace ladies were getting closer and closer, and the palace lanterns were half lit, Fu Nian was really afraid of being seen.

He grabbed Chu Chaoyi's neckline.

After hesitating for a moment, I endured the great sense of shame as much as possible, and lowered my voice, "Mister, Mr. Xiang."

After finishing speaking, Fu Nian felt that the hand holding him was not relaxed, but tightened a bit.

"Let me down, okay, good husband, please." After gritting his teeth, his cheeks were so hot that they almost boiled in the cold night wind, and he buried his face as low as possible.

He didn't notice the gaze above his head at all, and suddenly became very aggressive.

After a long time, he felt being let down slowly.

After standing firmly, Fu Tian straightened out the wrinkled clothes, stood behind Chu Chaoyi, and was about to wait for Chu Chaoyi to follow up, when he suddenly realized that Chu Chaoyi had kept his back turned to him, motionless.

"You go to the main hall first. I'll go later." Chu Chaoyi still turned his back, and took a deep breath in a flat voice, "Suddenly remembered that there is an important document that needs to be endorsed."

Fu Twenty: "Yes."

He didn't suspect anything, and quickly made a detour to escape.

When they were sitting together at the dinner table, Fu Tian saw that Chu Chaoyi had almost eaten, so he opened his mouth to speak, "This subordinate discussed with Fu Bie and decided to let him stay in the palace and practice with the guards when he recovered. Whether to go or stay in the future is up to him. I asked his age, and he only said that he was about eleven or twelve years old, and he was probably picked up by that old man when he was young..."

"It's all good, as long as Ah Shian says yes."

Fu Nian continued to ask, "Also, I dare to ask, has your Majesty heard of the 'Dead Spirit Fragrance'?"

"When I was young, I seemed to have heard about it in anecdotal books. It is said that it was developed by a death row prisoner from a spice family at first. Cited, even if it is made, people are prone to problems due to excessive blood loss, and the body is already weak, and it is easy to die from excessive blood loss, so it is called "dead spirit incense". It is said that it was lost before the Three Dynasties. But it was originally a script, and there is no record in the official history, what's wrong?"

Fu Nian quickly shook his head, "It's nothing."

It turned out that it was only because of excessive blood loss that it was rumored that it was burning incense in exchange for consuming Yangshou.

Fu Shijiu practiced martial arts since he was a child, and he was able to leave Beijing on horseback, so he should be in good health.

This year, Chuxue arrived a little late in Beijing, and the north wind was howling last night, but within a few hours, there was a thin layer of frost in front of the bedroom.

Fu Nian couldn't sleep these days.

It was probably because he was too careless in the first few months, and the more time passed, the more noisy the little guy in his stomach became.

Especially in the past few days, Fu Nian has never slept soundly for more than half an hour.

It was even more so today, it was not until the third watch, so he simply didn't sleep, sitting in front of the window, holding a stone to polish the blunt light dagger, just like before, on duty all night to protect His Majesty's safety.

"..."

While sitting by the window sharpening the blade, Fu Nian heard the sound of tossing and turning from inside the bed tent.

He put down the stone and dagger, thinking that Chu Chaoyi was uncomfortable, and hurried over.

Lifting the curtain, in the darkness, I happened to see Chu Chaoyi getting up anxiously, groping in the dark, constantly testing the surrounding beds with his hands, trying to find something.

Fu Nian is used to night vision, so he can barely see clearly. He leaned closer, "Your Majesty? Are you looking for—"

Before he finished speaking, Fu Nian suddenly felt a hand grabbing his arm.

Chu Chaoyi paused for a while, then just grabbed Fu Nian's arm and fell back onto the mattress.

Fu Nian was grabbed by his arm and couldn't move, but he seemed to understand something.

It seems that during the time he was away, Chu Chaoyi was really scared.

He didn't get up to sharpen the blade, just lying beside Chu Chaoyi, quietly listening to the breathing coming from his side.

Early in the morning, when the father-in-law came to summon Chu Chaoyi to go to court, the snow outside covered the soles of his boots.

I am more than six months pregnant, even if the winter clothes are spacious, it cannot cover the changes in my body.

After getting dressed, Fu Nian sat on the mat and let Chu Chaoyi tie his hair.

"Your Majesty, did you rest well last night?" Fu Nian recalled that last night, when Chu Chaoyi realized that he was not there in his deep sleep, and searched around, he asked casually, "Did you dream about something?"

"Why do you ask that?" Chu Chaoyi asked in confusion.

He thought about it for a while, and since Ah Shian came back, his sleep has improved a bit, at least last night it was rare to sleep well, "I had no dreams all night. Could it be that I said something in my sleep?"

"It's nothing..." Thinking about looking for him last night, maybe it was just an unconscious behavior in the nightmare, and I forgot it when I woke up.

Fu Nian didn't ask any more questions.

After the hair crown was tied, Fu Nian'an quietly stood aside, watching the father-in-law and the court lady arranging Chu Chaoyi's clothes without intervening.

It's not that he can't do such a small thing.

It's just that during this time, Chu Chaoyi seemed to deliberately avoid his physical contact.

When sleeping together at night, Chu Chaoyi didn't hug him, saying that he was afraid that he would feel uncomfortable.But Fu Nian tried, even if he took the initiative to wrap around Chu Chaoyi, he would be carefully pushed away by Chu Chaoyi after pretending to be asleep.Occasionally, Chu Chaoyi could even be seen deliberately avoiding him, and returning to the house after he fell asleep.

To be honest, Fu Nian was quite surprised and excited when Chu Chaoyi hugged his arm suddenly last night.

But when he woke up, Chu Chaoyi kept a polite distance besides dressing him and binding his hair.

The little guy's fuss was already enough to bother him, but Fu Nian couldn't help but reflect on Chu Chaoyi's attitude.

Is it Fu Shijiu's business that he didn't pay attention to propriety?

But since Fu Nineteen left, Fu Nian only knew that Fu Nineteen was alive through the Forbidden Army, and he didn't even contact him by letter.

In total, I only visited Fu Bie twice, just to correct Fu Bie's sword and saber techniques, and the wrong use of hidden weapons. He left in a hurry without checking his martial arts foundation.

Fu Nian thought for a while, and it should not be that he didn't keep a distance from others to make Chu Chaoyi unhappy.

It may be that during this period of time, I was too leisurely and neglected my job.

He couldn't guess what Chu Chaoyi was thinking, so he took the floating light dagger and went to the school grounds.

The road is slippery in snowy days, and almost no one on the school grounds is willing to practice in such bad weather.

Fu Nian patiently opened the knife manual, reviewing the previous daily compulsory lessons.

After practicing for so many years, I will not be really unfamiliar.

After a while, the dagger felt like a flying dragon in his hand, very smooth.

While reviewing the saber technique, suddenly, Fu Nian heard a loud voice not far away, "Master—brother—"

Fu Nian put away the saber, turned around, and saw Fu Bie and Chu Qianqi, carrying heavy sandbags, walking in the snow.

"Brother! I haven't seen you for a long time!" Fu Bie said, running towards him quickly.

"Long time no see." Fu Nian wrapped the fox fur around his body tightly, trying to hide his figure as much as possible, just about to ask a question, only to hear Fu Bie speak excitedly first.

"Senior brother! Qian Qi and I were punished by Master Chu!" Fu Bie smiled happily when he saw Fu Nian.

Chu Qianqi: "You are so happy to be punished."

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