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Fucheng's hug was completely different from the previous ones, with a sense of domineering, trapping Zhou Heng between the sedan chair and his arms, as if this was the safest place in the whole world.

If this is really possible, Fucheng is willing to hold him for the rest of his life to keep him away from those dangers, but unfortunately Fucheng can't.

Zhou Heng looked up and saw only Fucheng's chin and tight lips. He liked this kind of Fucheng very much, and he no longer played a soft sheep, revealing a savage savagery on his body.Zhou Heng coughed again before Fu Cheng let him go.

The sedan chair got up, Fucheng put one hand on Zhou Heng's back, a gentle and powerful internal force came slowly, nourishing Zhou Heng's devastated meridians like spring rain.Zhou Heng didn't struggle, he was open and honest with Fucheng, willing to show all his fragility.

After a while, Zhou Heng felt that his Qi was much smoother, and his whole body was much more comfortable, so Fu Cheng let go of his hand.

Zhou Heng said, "I'm fine."

Fu Cheng hummed, and then neither of them spoke. Fu Cheng looked forward, as if he was the only one in the sedan chair.

"Angry?" Zhou Heng went to break Fucheng's face.

Fu Cheng tilted his head, shook off Zhou Heng's hand, and said, "No."

Zhou Heng felt that Fucheng's angry appearance was a bit funny, like a child having a temper tantrum, a little youthful, and said: "I'm really fine."

Fucheng didn't want to talk to him, what a strange place Kyoto is.Fucheng didn't want to understand those conspiracies and tricks, but he could see that Zhou Heng was actually humiliating himself in order to achieve his goal.After Fucheng came to the capital, he didn't just stay in the prince's mansion as a young gentleman with nothing to do, he went out slowly to buy things for women such as pearls, flowers and rouge, and got to know the national teacher well by the way.

Fu Cheng silently followed Lou Tiandao for half a month, Fu Cheng observed that Lou Tiandao's kung fu and Rama's kung fu are the same, Lou Tiandao's Ming Wangzhi and Rama's Spring Wind Palm are almost in the same line.Fucheng planted a finger on Zhou Heng's heart in advance, and it was able to block this time, so what about next time?What if Fucheng didn't react next time?What would happen to Zhou Heng if Fucheng hadn't come to the capital this time?

No matter how hard you try, you can't get used to it.With what happened in the capital, Fucheng didn't feel safe at all. Every day when I woke up, I didn't know if Zhou Heng would be able to come back after going. It was too torture.

After a while, the sedan chair stopped, and Fu Cheng said: "Come down." Fu Cheng didn't leave directly, he stopped in front of the sedan chair, as if he wanted to carry Zhou Heng out directly.

Seeing passers-by in front of the Prince's Mansion, Zhou Heng coughed lightly and said, "I can walk by myself."

Fu Cheng became stubborn and said, "Either I carry you on my back, or I carry you in, you choose."

Zhou Heng raised his eyebrows and said, "This is the Prince's Mansion."

Fu Chengdao: "What are you afraid of, anyway, I am your male favourite."

There was nothing wrong with these words, Zhou Heng was really afraid that Fucheng would beat him up and hug him in front of so many people, and he would lose face in the entire capital tomorrow.

Zhou Heng sighed, he knew that when Fu Cheng was angry, he could only follow him and not smash him to death, Zhou Heng obediently lay on Fu Cheng's back, it didn't feel bad anyway.

Fucheng carried Zhou Heng on his back, as if he carried the whole world on his back.The man behind it is not light, Fucheng wants to bear Zhou Heng's grievances and grievances together, but he can't afford it, he can't stay in the capital for the rest of his life, he cherishes every opportunity to be with Zhou Heng, Zhou Heng can't have an accident, At least not in front of Fucheng.

Whether Zhou Heng's problem is big or small, the damage to the meridian can only be good for reproduction, there is no other way to get faster.He can't use force in the near future, but Zhou Heng is a prince, and there is no need to use force except for today's special situation. Besides, with Fucheng by his side, he is equivalent to having an invisible guard.Fucheng asked Yan Shaokang to come and have a look, that is to rest more and take medicine.

Fucheng fed the medicine to Zhou Heng, without saying a word, blew the medicine silently, and then fed it to Zhou Heng, the two of them didn't even make eye contact.His level of feeding medicine is much better than that of Zhou Heng. Zhou Heng is served comfortably by him, and he really feels like marrying a virtuous little husband.

Zhou Heng waited for Fucheng to speak, and waited for Fucheng to finish feeding the medicine and put down the empty medicine bowl. He only said to let Zhou Heng take a good rest and wanted to leave.

As a result, Zhou Heng pinched Fu Cheng's wrist, Fu Cheng frowned, and the next moment, Zhou Heng turned his whole body onto the bed.

Considering that Zhou Heng was injured, Fu Cheng didn't dare to resist, and silently looked at Zhou Heng who was pressing on top. The other party's face was pale, Fu Cheng sighed, and said, "Don't move around if you are injured."

Zhou Heng didn't care about this matter, he held Fucheng in his arms, he could kiss him as soon as he lowered his head, and asked, "Are you really angry?"

Fucheng and Zhou Heng were so close together that there wasn't even a single gap between them. He could feel that Zhou Heng's breathing was messed up and a little short. The turn over just now was too violent.Fu Cheng's heart softened, and he stretched out his hand to give Zhou Heng comfort, and patted him on the back one after another.

Fu Cheng didn't refute this time, he hummed and said, "I'm angry."

"Hey, I won't get hurt in the future, really." Zhou Heng coaxed him like a child. He is a prince, and there is no chance of getting hurt in the future.

Fucheng looked at him, and wanted to say stop taking revenge, would it be okay, would it be okay to go back to Bailu City with him, but he couldn't say it.

Zhou Heng's pale face finally turned red, he smiled and said, "My mouth is bitter, do you still have that candy?"

Fucheng understood what he was talking about, peanut candy, the sugar should not be too good, the peanuts must be damp, and the sugar must stick to the teeth.

"No." Fucheng Road, there is no such thing in the Prince's Mansion.

"Then I'll eat something else." Zhou Heng didn't take this answer seriously. Fu Cheng had just calmed down his breathing, but he wanted to do something more extraordinary.Zhou Heng lowered his head and kissed Fucheng.

Fucheng did not refuse this kiss, it was long and gentle, completely different from Zhou Heng's previous style, it should have been a gentle kiss, but it smelled like medicine, it was too bitter.

Before he knew it, Zhou Heng's hand had penetrated into Fucheng's clothes, playing with Fucheng's waist, and he snorted lightly as soon as he touched Fucheng.

Fu Cheng squeezed Zhou Heng's hand, preventing him from going any further.Said: "Don't play around when you are injured."

Zhou Heng wanted to say, don't we often get hurt and play blindly?But he didn't say it, because Fucheng had already lifted him off, Zhou Heng thought that you could come, but Fucheng didn't have that thought at all, and got out of bed immediately.

Fu Cheng straightened his clothes and smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes, and he couldn't tell whether he was in a good or bad mood.

"I think I'm not good for your recovery, so I stay away from you." Fucheng said solemnly, regardless of the fact that his prince's face was completely darkened, he continued: "I will move to another hospital in these two days."

"you dare!"

Zhou Heng's voice pleased Fucheng a bit, it was rare to see the crown prince deflated, and said, "I'll come back when you recover." After finishing speaking, he left regardless of Zhou Heng's expression.

Fucheng went to find Yan Shaokang, who was also brought to Kyoto from Bailu City, and Yan Shaokang adapted much better than him.The main reason is that his existence is somewhat threatening to Zhou Heng, Yan Shaokang does not go out, and hides in a small courtyard of the Prince's Mansion every day, guarded by guards on the inner and outer third floors.

Yan Shaokang is like a plant kept in the prince's mansion, growing silently in the corner, as long as it is given some water.Yan Shaokang read medical books and studied herbal medicines every day, thinking about Liu Qingqing most of the time.He was a doctor but killed someone, Liu Qingqing would never forgive him in this life, but he was still thinking about Liu Qingqing.

Sometimes I think, if he didn't have such paranoid revenge, if he didn't kill Xuefengniang, would life be easier now?

Yan Shaokang's thoughts were interrupted by Fucheng, he was stunned the moment he saw Fucheng, and said, "Why are you here?"

"Look at you." Fucheng said while looking around, the small courtyard was covered with herbs drying, there was a smell of medicine, he didn't like smelling medicine usually, and he frowned when he came in.

"Are you here to ask about the crown prince's condition?" Yan Shaokang thought for a while with his poor EQ and could only come up with this answer, and said, "He's really fine."

"No." Fucheng refused him straight away. He and Yan Shaokang sat at the stone table in the yard. Yan Shaokang poured him a cup of tea, which was probably filled with medicine. Pay attention.

Fucheng rolled up his sleeves, revealing a wound on his forearm. The wound festered and turned purple, and blood and pus flowed out. It was not a big injury. He thought he should be able to handle it, but the wound became more and more serious, with no sign of healing at all. , if you take off your clothes, it is impossible to hide it from Zhou Heng, so they have to separate rooms.

Yan Shaokang caught a glimpse of Fucheng's wounds. The usual knife wounds are not like this. The person who uses the knife has a vicious mind. The knife is coated with poison. Once injured, it will only fester. Ordinary gold sore medicine is useless at all.Yan Shaokang frowned and said, "How did you do it?"

Fucheng didn't show much expression, but simply said: "You have to pay a price for following the national teacher." Lou Tiandao is surrounded by experts, Fucheng will not lose if he fights alone, but it will be troublesome if there are too many lackeys.Fortunately, the other party thought he was a member of the Double Swords Club, so he didn't attract unnecessary attention to Zhou Heng.

Yan Shaokang treated Fucheng's wound silently. Although the wound was troublesome, it would not bother him. He had to remove the carrion bit by bit before applying medicine.Yan Shaokang didn't use Mabosan, and removing carrion is a meticulous and long process, and Fucheng didn't say a word during this process, if it wasn't for the slight cold sweat on his forehead and his clenched teeth, Yan Shaokang would have thought he was really Feel no pain.

While wrapping the gauze, Yan Shaokang looked at Fucheng. The other person was very calm, his brows and eyes were a little cold, and a strand of hair hung down from his forehead, making him look a little mysterious.Yan Shaokang really wanted to ask Fucheng what he had been doing these past few days, but he didn't ask because Fucheng wouldn't tell him.

After the dressing was finished, Yan Shaokang was cleaning the medicine box, and Fu Cheng, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke, "Why did you follow Zhou Heng?"

If other people were asked such a deep question so abruptly, they would definitely feel offended, but Yan Shaokang didn't feel this way, even if you asked him about the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, he would still look like a zombie.

Yan Shaokang didn't stop tidying up, he said: "Don't you know? Emperor Yong Le harmed my whole family."

Fucheng said: "It's the young prince who killed the man." Fucheng and Yan Shaokang have a true friendship, and they speak more directly, and they don't go round and round.

"I also remember the hatred of the little prince." Yan Shaokang said: "It was Emperor Yong Le who forced my father to donate the medicine back then. My father didn't donate the medicine back then, our Meng Rao clan would also end up beheaded."

In order to preserve the family, his father cooperated with Empress Chen to create Zhou Heng, but this incident only delayed the demise of the Meng Rao clan. On the day when the incident was revealed, there was still a death sentence, nothing more than death at the hands of the little prince and Emperor Yongle. on the difference.

"You follow Zhou Heng because you want revenge." Fu Cheng asked.

Yan Shaokang said: "Yes."

"Do you regret it?" Fucheng practiced Taoism in his early years and believed in Buddhism in the next few years. Taoism and Buddhism both make people put down the butcher knife and give up their obsessions.Fucheng has no desire for material things, and has no feeling for most things in the world. He doesn't even have any obsession with Zhou Heng. Even if he wants to take revenge on the Life and Death Cult, that kind of thinking is not paranoid.

Fucheng didn't understand Zhou Heng, but tried every means to understand him. In his opinion, Yan Shaokang should understand.

If people are obsessed with revenge, will they destroy their hearts?

Yan Shaokang didn't speak, he thought about this question carefully, because of revenge he violated his conscience and killed Xuefengniang in Baihua Street, because of revenge he lost Liu Qingqing forever, are these things he wants?

Yan Shaokang thought for a while, and finally said sincerely with his zombie face: "I don't know."

Yan Shaokang struggled, but thinking of the tragic death of Meng Rao's whole family, those hideous faces, dead bodies, and souls that could not escape, Yan Shaokang could not forget these.

How can one talk about regret when one does not pay an unacceptable price on the road of revenge?

After Fucheng heard about it, he said, "I understand."

Yan Shaokang raised his head, not quite understanding what Fu Cheng knew.

Fu Cheng walked out of the courtyard, he really understood, he followed Zhou Heng into a boat, once he got on, he couldn't get off, the purpose was to kill Emperor Yong Le and never die.Before this, all the people who stood in front of Emperor Yong Le, those national teachers, powerful officials, eunuchs, Zhou Heng would not let go of anything that hindered him.If this included himself, Zhou Heng would not let Fucheng go.

In the face of revenge, Zhou Heng is willing to sacrifice his own life, let alone Fucheng's.

He realized this, he understood Zhou Heng's paranoia, and he also knew that he could not escape.

That being the case, Fucheng is willing to help him. On the road of revenge, Fucheng is willing to help him, but in his own way.