Green tea sick beauty just wants to be a salted fish

Chapter 47 2 concentric

That night, Fu Cheng did not mention anything unrelated to the past to Yu Hanzhou.

Originally, he planned to take advantage of his trip to the lake and tell Yu Hanzhou about the mission requirements he had to do. As long as Yu Hanzhou was willing to cooperate, he would be able to finish those things faster, without having to think about doing missions.

But at this moment, Fu Cheng has forgotten everything, the feeling of reunion is so good, he doesn't want to remember anything, he just wants to remember this moment.

He was just Yu Hanzhou's little quilt, and Yu Hanzhou was just the little boy who depended on him for life back then.

In the coldest winter, we tried our best to hug each other, wanting to pass warmth to each other, and never changed.

Fu Cheng recalled the life when she was a little quilt demon, and she was still a little dazed.

"I was a human being in my first life, but after I got sick and died, I became a little quilt."

"At first, I didn't want to cover it for others. I felt cold myself, and my body was very small. I couldn't think of any other uses other than for babies."

"But those kids threw me into the pond, and when I was about to freeze to death, you fished me out, so... I felt that you should be quite reliable, so I just followed you..."

"Later you fell ill, and I don't know how to save you... I just wanted to prevent you from freezing to death, and cover you tightly..."

Fu Cheng slowly tried to explain the truth that she "saved" Yu Hanzhou twice.

He really didn't think he had any credit for it, after all his ability was out of his control, Fu Cheng hadn't done anything except keep warm Yu Hanzhou who was still a child.

If it is said that Yu Hanzhou was really saved, maybe his life was undeserved...so some kind of magical power was triggered in him...Anyway, Fu Cheng firmly believed that he had done nothing.

It's just that the more he said that, the more dangerous Yu Hanzhou looked at him, and finally became expressionless.

Although Fu Cheng was a little flustered, she insisted on finishing her speech.

"I know it's not romantic to explain it to you like this, but a small quilt really can't do much, it's not as magical as you think... Don't be superstitious..."

"Are you serious?" Yu Hanzhou's eyes became darker and darker. After a while, he narrowed his eyes slightly, pinched the young man's white chin and turned to look at Fu Cheng.

"The truth has not changed. Whether it is superstitious or not, I know in my heart."

"Well...you still think that way after I explained it?" Fu Cheng asked, "Don't you feel disillusioned?"

Yu Hanzhou has always been obsessed with Fucheng, but Fucheng is incomprehensible, except for his face and skin, he has no romantic cells in him, and he is far from the "beauty" in a man's ideal. .

It's just that Yu Hanzhou doesn't seem to care about this.

The man held onto Fu Cheng bitterly and kissed him, then frowned and said, "What you see is the truth, how can there be disillusionment? You, on the other hand, have no self-consciousness about being a beauty."

Fu Cheng snorted softly after being told, lost her temper, and calmed down honestly.

When he doesn't talk to irritate people, his demeanor is indeed ethereal like the moon in the water, untouchable, beautiful and heart-pounding.

Yu Hanzhou hugged him uncontrollably, and after a long silence, he coaxed softly: "Don't deliberately say things against your will, okay?"

"No matter how much you destroy your image, you can't cover up your original appearance, and I won't be deceived by you."

"Aren't you tired of trying so hard to blacken yourself?"

Hearing this, Fu Cheng lowered her head and pursed her lips slightly.

Yu Hanzhou bowed his head and kissed him, but he didn't resist, but just returned the kiss jerky.

When the man kissed him, he was still trying to coax him to persuade him. Fu Cheng always had the feeling of being persuaded by kissing herself, but Yu Hanzhou was too gentle, he couldn't bear to push him away.

Xu Shi noticed his tranquility, and after a long time, Yu Hanzhou let go of him, and gently touched his trembling back.

"Chengcheng is the best with me. It doesn't matter whether you want to save me or not."

"Yu Hanzhou is not a god. I don't know why you turned into a little quilt, but as long as you are a human being, you have eyes and a heart. You can see and feel. It's useless for you to deny it."

If Fu Cheng had really done nothing, Yu Hanzhou would have died of illness on the first day of the onset of the disease. In the cold winter months, even a little warmth would be a life-saving straw.

When a child is about to die of illness, his body is cold, and he can better understand how the soft and warm quilt tried his best to wrap himself up.

Fu Cheng always said that he didn't work hard, that he didn't want to save people, but every action he made was to save Yu Hanzhou, even in this life, he was under the threat of the hexagram, and he always plotted against each other with the hexagram , why not for Yu Hanzhou?

"Listen to me." Yu Hanzhou kissed him fiercely on the face, "If you can't speak, don't say it. I'll speak for you."

Fu Cheng was almost laughed out of anger, raised his hand and slapped the man's face, which was still limp as if stroking, so angry that he shook his hand, stared sullenly and did not speak.

Yu Hanzhou held the young Cibai's wrist, saw the lips sticking to him, and deliberately teased him.

"Do you want the truth to help you a little bit?"

"No." Fu Cheng immediately frowned and retorted, "You are not afraid of beating yourself into a pig's head."

Yu Hanzhou laughed.

"How can you be sure that the truth will beat yourself up? Maybe just pretend to scare you?"

"How cruel you are to yourself, you think I don't know." Fu Cheng complained, and then stopped talking, but the depression on his face also disappeared, obviously no more anger.

But when he stopped being angry, Yu Hanzhou was about to "settle accounts" with him.

"Just now, Chengcheng said, did you follow me because I saved you? Or... because you were a little quilt and couldn't walk by yourself, so you chose to stay?"

As soon as Fu Cheng heard it, she knew that the proposition was coming, she lowered her eyes and silently thought about the countermeasures.

It's just that Yu Hanzhou didn't give him time to "think about countermeasures".

"Chengcheng tell me, right?"

Fu Cheng's chin was pinched, unable to lower her head, she could only grab the man's sleeve and said vaguely: "It should be, it's all..."

You can't expect a quilt demon to fall in love with you the first time you meet, can you?

Fu Cheng didn't say this, but what he meant was self-evident.

Yu Hanzhou breathed heavily, staring at him without speaking.

Fu Cheng glanced at the man, frowned, raised her hand and pushed Yu Hanzhou, but was hugged even tighter, she didn't push, and simply leaned her whole body into the man's arms, letting the other party get sulky.

His body was soft, and when he nestled into Yu Hanzhou's arms, it felt as if warm water had melted into his bones, and it was very tight.

The man's Adam's apple moved slowly, he was not willing to tighten his grip, he just leaned over and tightly encircled him, firmly embedded in his bosom, like holding a ball of moon.

The delicate skin on the neck was nibbled lightly, and as if afraid of hurting him, at the moment Fu Cheng flinched slightly, it turned into a gentle and quiet kiss.

Fu Cheng raised her head slightly, her breath was a little short, and a thin blush appeared on the corners of her eyes and brows.

Under the moonlight, every inch of his skin seemed to be covered with a layer of shiny and moist gleam. It was as white and greasy as fine porcelain, but it was warmer and more beautiful than porcelain, without that cold sense of distance. and.

The weak knuckles grabbed the man's skirt, and the contrast between the two was extremely clear in black and white.

Fu Cheng panted, and whispered: "I'm going to catch a cold."

"Yeah." Yu Hanzhou pressed a kiss on the back of the young boy's fair neck, carefully wrapped up the loose clothes, and hugged Fu Cheng tightly.

"I won't move you anymore. Continue swimming in the lake."

"Why do you like to bite people so much..." Fu Cheng's voice was slightly hoarse, and she turned her head and buried herself in Yu Hanzhou's arms, covering her bright red face.

"Without a mark, how can it be mine?" Yu Hanzhou was frank without any pressure, as if it should be like this.

Fu Cheng didn't argue with the other party, just poked Yu Hanzhou's abdominal muscle, and after feeling the violent tremor, he was quickly grabbed by his hand again.

"Don't make trouble, be good." Yu Hanzhou kissed his side cheek lingeringly.

"I didn't know who made the trouble just now..." Fu Cheng spoke slowly.

Yu Hanzhou frowned, and asked him in a low voice: "You still don't allow the truth to get angry?"

"It's unreasonable for you to be angry...how did you like you when we first met...I was just a little monster at the time, and you were a child, so tell me why you like you?" Fu Cheng tapped the other party's chest.

"Uh..." Yu Hanzhou knew he was wrong, so he could only say, "The first time you brought me back from the dead, I recognized you, doesn't that count?"

Fu Cheng was still reasonable, Shi Shiran said: "Then you are human, I am a quilt demon, you also know that I am not normal, I have no emotions..."

This is a fact, and Yu Hanzhou couldn't bear to say this when he thought of Fu Cheng's illness.

He gently touched Fu Cheng's face, then kissed it lovingly, and coaxed: "I didn't think about this, don't be angry."

"I'm not angry..." Fu Cheng's voice was soft and soft, sounding like a spoiled child.

He thought for a while, and said: "I disappeared at that time, I just reincarnated. The time is up. If you can't control it, it has nothing to do with you."

"Yes." Yu Hanzhou hugged him tightly.

When Yu Hanzhou was young, he often thought about this question. The quilt disappeared. Is it because the weather was too cold to hold on, or because something happened to him when he left home...

There are too many possible answers, each of which points to the weakness and powerlessness of the young Yu Hanzhou.

For a long time, this has been the driving force for Yu Hanzhou to work hard, even if he first became an official, it was actually to save the displaced people.

Fu Cheng's two simple sentences seemed a little out of his head, but they just solved the knot in the other party's heart.

Yu Hanzhou has always known that his orange heart is like a mirror, maybe he won't say it, but he will definitely understand what he needs to know.

"I'm very glad that Chengcheng was reincarnated. I'm even more glad that I finally found you."

"The greatest blessing in this life is to have picked up a little monster." Yu Hanzhou hugged Fucheng, shaking it like a cub.

Fu Cheng was shaken dizzily, pushed the man's arm, and protested: "I'm not a little monster. I've already said that I'm a human. Are you holding a baby?"

"Then the little beauty." Yu Hanzhou smiled at him.

Fu Cheng stared at the man for a while, turned her bright eyes slightly, and suddenly said: "Believe it or not, beauties usually come to kill you?"

He also came to accompany Yu Hanzhou to be buried...

"I believe it. Why don't you believe it?" Yu Hanzhou laughed loudly, picked up Fu Cheng and jumped across the water to the shore, heading for the hot spring courtyard not far away.

"If you can really take my life, that's what you should do. Did you save both lives without seeing the truth?"

"Then you also saved me once again..." Fu Cheng was caught in the loop, and after some calculations, she came back to her senses, "Why did you bring this up again? Are you trying to trick me again?"

"Where is the routine?" Yu Hanzhou was not guilty, "Chengcheng has kept so many things from me, but he didn't ask about any of the truth, let alone check you."

Fu Cheng thought about it, and it seemed to be true.

Even when he wrote a letter to the crown prince, Yu Hanzhou could bear it, waiting for him to say it himself, without a certain amount of trust and tolerance, it would definitely not be possible.

If he wanted to, he would just tell the whole story about the fate line. Yu Hanzhou is so smart, and he is much more reliable in handling things than himself.

But Fucheng immediately remembered that the secrets of hexagrams cannot be revealed, including Fucheng's past life, which is actually something that cannot be revealed and will be blocked.

But because Yu Hanzhou is a local, Yu Hanzhou took the initiative to recognize Fu Cheng and revealed the secret of Fu Cheng's past life, so it is not considered that Fu Cheng violated the rules, and it is not within the scope of the interference of hexagrams.

In the final analysis, Fu Cheng still has to rely on the loopholes of the hexagram to maintain his life, although he already has the upper hand in the confrontation.

Thinking of this, Fu Cheng didn't say much, just touched Yu Hanzhou's face and said:

"As long as you believe in me and are willing to cooperate with me, I will always live by your side."

"Do you always have to cooperate?" Yu Hanzhou probed.

"No need, I believe I will win." Fu Cheng blinked, not too worried.

He was very ill before, and the things that were manipulated by the hexagrams were already enough to make him unhappy.

Now that I have finally woken up, if I am still constrained by the hexagrams, wouldn't it be very embarrassing.

A sick beauty is not equal to a little white rabbit.

"So...then Chengcheng shouldn't avoid me when doing things?" Yu Hanzhou bargained with him.

"Well... okay." Fu Cheng reluctantly agreed.

Although it was a bit difficult to operate, if this could make Yu Hanzhou feel at ease, then Fu Cheng felt that it was okay to work hard.

After all, he is not alone.

Some people like him, some people care about him, and some people follow his footsteps no matter where he goes.

Fu Cheng never imagined that there would be such a day, as long as he turned around, there would always be someone behind him watching him, guarding him, waiting for him, and accompanying him.

It seemed that no matter where he went, Yu Hanzhou would always be there.

In fact, in the first life, Fu Cheng was saddest not because his father never hugged him, nor because his mother ignored his illness back then, and not because of his own death.

The only thing he minded was the day he graduated...

All the parents were there, and they stood and took photos with their parents and friends, looking forward to where the future will go.

Only Fu Cheng looked back, and there was no one behind him.

He called his father, who berated him and hoped he could be independent.

He called his mother, who told him apologetically that she was too busy with work to be there, and she would definitely go when Fucheng graduated next time.

But Fucheng couldn't wait for the next graduation, he was about to die.

Obviously, the family conditions are so superior, since his grandfather’s generation was a top wealthy family, he didn’t have to worry about food and clothing. When he was young, Fu Cheng never understood why his parents worked so hard, why he didn’t go home when he was sick, because the family didn’t have enough money flower?

Later, when Fu Cheng grew up, he realized that some people have ambitions and dreams, and that work is not just for making money.

Father for dream, mother for career.

He didn't respond to the response he got on the phone.

There was no surprise at all.

Fu Cheng has never been surprised by this, but it doesn't mean he won't be sad because of it.

Therefore, Yu Hanzhou came all the way to look for him, to find him, this is very special for Fucheng.

Special enough to heal his childhood and teenage years.

Yu Hanzhou tried his best to make up for the love and company that his first-life parents never gave him, and he has no regrets.

The journey of the third life was stumbling, and it was not until this moment that Fu Cheng really felt at ease and felt that she had found herself.

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Xiangfu, two months later.

On this day, the prince's letter was handed to Fu Cheng again.

Fu Cheng accidentally opened it and took a look, but found that the substantive content in it was almost the same as the previous one, and it was all asking him to destroy Yu Hanzhou as soon as possible.

The difference is that this time Prince Dog started to write love poems.

"It's probably because I haven't acted for too long, he's dying of anxiety."

Fu Cheng taunted Wanren generously, but she didn't care, and threw the letter aside.

This letter was sent by a strange boy, after Gao Zhi's hand, and careful inspection, the identity of the boy was revealed.

In less than half an hour, he was directly imprisoned in the Punishment Department.

At this moment, Yu Hanzhou was reviewing the memorials behind the table not far away. When he heard the report from his subordinates, he didn't even lift his head, and asked people to wait for Fu Cheng's order.

Fu Cheng didn't want to push others around, so after reading the letter, she urged Gao Zhi to leave quickly.

After the door was closed, Fu Cheng supported the wheelchair and tried to stand up by herself.

Unexpectedly, this slight movement immediately alarmed Yu Hanzhou who was at his desk.

Fu Cheng felt that just as she blinked, Yu Hanzhou appeared beside him in an instant, holding him firmly.

"Be careful not to fall, can you call me if something happens?"

"Aren't you busy? I want to see if I can walk two steps." Fu Cheng tried to move her feet.

It's just that he is weak and weak, let alone walking by himself, it is very difficult to even stand up.

Realizing this, Fu Cheng didn't try anymore, put his hand on Yu Hanzhou's arm, and said, "Help me stand for a while."

A while ago he was able to walk a few steps down the ground, but now he can't even take a step.

Yu Hanzhou seemed to be afraid that he would be hit, so he held him to stand firm, and pinned the boy's hair hanging down his cheeks behind his ears, and comforted him:

"Don't be afraid, those medicines have more or less side effects. When Chengcheng's illness is cured and he stops taking the medicine, he will be able to leave naturally."

Hearing this, Fu Cheng smiled slightly, and said, "Just coax me."

Yu Hanzhou spent countless manpower, material resources and mental effort to treat his mental illness. The medical conditions in ancient times were originally backward, and the equipment was not complete. Of course, the medicines could not be completely targeted like the modern ones.

To be honest, it is as difficult as heaven to cure Fu Cheng's disease.

Even though the medicine Yu Hanzhou gave him had some effect, and Fucheng's mental state gradually stabilized, the side effects of the medicine also brought a great burden to his body.

The only fortunate thing is that this side effect has been reduced to the minimum by Yu Hanzhou. At present, it only makes him feel weak and weak, and the time of deep sleep has also become longer. There has never been any reaction like pain.

"You don't need to comfort me, I don't think it's a big deal." Fu Cheng didn't care too much, "I was always in a wheelchair in my first life, as long as my mind is normal, it doesn't matter if I can walk or not."

"En." Yu Hanzhou bowed his head and kissed his hair.

Fu Cheng leaned against the man's arms, and soon became a little tired, and the blood on her face faded completely.

Yu Hanzhou simply picked him up by the waist, ready to put him back on the couch.

"I'm not going to sleep anymore. I'm not sleepy. You hug me." Fu Cheng rubbed the man's neck.

Yu Hanzhou turned his head back to the table and put Fu Cheng on his lap.

"Drink."

The tonic soup was prepared on the table earlier, Yu Hanzhou filled a bowl for Fu Cheng, and slowly fed him with a spoon.

Fucheng is emotionally stable now, and her condition is much better, and she is very cooperative in taking medicine and diet.

While drinking, he picked up the letter that Yu Hanzhou just brought over, and stuffed it into a book in front of the other party, then raised his chin and said:

"You can't look. If I look, I fail."

Yu Hanzhou raised his eyebrows and teased, "But I'm curious what should I do?"

"You have to hold back your curiosity." Fu Cheng was very firm, "The procedures that should be followed must be followed."

"Then what does Chengcheng need the truth for?" Yu Hanzhou asked dotingly.

"Well... tell me first, who in the imperial court dislikes you, likes to fight against you, and troubles you, read out their names."

After thinking about it for a moment, Fu Cheng made the request very seriously.

Yu Hanzhou was somewhat surprised when he heard the words, and asked: "What's the use of reading it?"

Fu Cheng was confident: "Copy it for me."

Didn't the crown prince want a list of Yu Hanzhou's confidantes?If Fu Cheng didn't write a list by hand, how could he complete the task perfectly?

The author says:

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