But Xie Ke waited from late at night till dawn, until his heart grew cold, but he still didn't see the person he wanted to see.
When the sky brightened, a carriage drove towards the city gate from afar. Xie Ke's eyes lit up at first, but when it got closer, his expression immediately changed.
This is not a royal carriage. It is much smaller than the one Fu Zhiyu usually uses. There is a veil hanging on the roof of the carriage, making it look like it belongs to a young lady from some family.
Sure enough, after the carriage stopped, a woman ran out from it. When she saw Xie Ke standing there, she was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on her face. She lifted her skirt and ran over quickly.
Why is it her
That is Miss Xue Rouping of the Xue family, an important female supporting role in the original book. When Xie Ke came back this time, he was not willing to recall the memories of Zhiyu's suffering. He thought everything was different now, but Miss Xue was still conscientiously following the plot. Even though he rescued Zhiyu in the ice lake, she still found opportunities to fall in love with Xie Ke, and was even quite brave.
But Xie Ke's refusal was obvious. He was almost afraid of her. He thought that if Zhiyu came over now, it might remind him of something he shouldn't remember, making him hate himself even more.
He immediately took a big step back as if avoiding a snake or scorpion, then raised his hand and made a gesture, and a masked man immediately fell down from the tree behind him.
"Ying Qi, take her away and send her back to the city immediately." Xie Ke didn't listen to a word Miss Xue said. He didn't care how exhausted she looked. He was alert as if there was a fire-breathing dragon in front of him. "How did Lu Linhai guard the city gate? Didn't they say it was a martial law? How could he let a woman escape so easily?"
The result was that the brave Miss Xue was quickly stuffed back into the carriage by Xie Ke's secret guards before she could express any of her feelings.
Xie Ke relaxed when he saw the carriage being driven away.
"If 061 and the others saw this scene, they would laugh to death at you," his system couldn't help but speak at this time, "You look like you are facing a formidable enemy. When you were a newcomer, you almost failed the mission and were about to be wiped out. You weren't this nervous, right?"
Xie Ke looked up at the sky and sighed. He knew that Fu Zhiyu would not come.
"Because at that time I hadn't fallen in love with someone yet," he sat down and spoke slowly, "and I scoffed at this kind of thing. I thought I would never be like I am now. I would feel so nervous whenever there was a little thing about him."
"so… "
He raised his hand to rub his eyes which were dry from waiting, but he smiled and continued, "027, maybe you will understand this feeling when you have the chance in the future. I don't know how to fully describe this feeling to you. But you see, I waited here for a whole night and didn't see him, but every moment of anticipation made me happy."
The system originally wanted to say that it would never understand, it was not programmed to do so. But Xie Ke, the actor who was known to be colder than a machine, was softened by the person, and almost any strange thing could happen in this world.
As soon as he finished speaking, the system saw that Xie Ke's right hand trembled noticeably. He raised his hand and looked at it. A red light suddenly lit up, then circled around Xie Ke's wrist, leaving a faint red mark.
"You used this? When?" The system was surprised. "Didn't you only collect two Red Devil Boxes?"
Xie Ke stroked the red mark on his wrist, a smile on his face, and said, "Before coming here, I paid some price to exchange it with others."
"You used it on Fu Zhiyu?"
"What else?"
"No data disorder?" The system was puzzled. "Logically, this thing should be useless to him."
Xie Ke tried it on the spot and said, "Well, it may not work. There is no reaction now. But if it works a little in an emergency, it means I made the right choice. I can't let Zhiyu get into trouble again."
The system was silent for a while, then calmly commented: "You are wasting natural resources."
But Xie Ke didn't think so. He raised his head happily and looked in the direction of the imperial city. Others could only see some vague buildings, but he had a clear goal.
"It seems that Zhiyu got up much earlier today than usual," Xie Ke said to himself, "Is he worried about something again?"
Indeed, Fu Zhiyu got up earlier than usual today.
He has lived a carefree life since his rebirth, and insisted on sleeping until he wakes up naturally almost every day. Today was a special exception, as he did not sleep well because of his own disturbance.
Xie Ke threw another box onto his bed last night. It was a red jade box exactly the same as the previous two.
He is really cunning.
Every time he threw the box, he chose the right time. The first time, Fu Zhiyu didn't know who threw it, so he opened it out of curiosity. The second time, he knew it was Xie Ke, but he was worried about whether his mother's leaving the palace would be discovered, so he hesitated for a while and opened it again. The third time was also a sensitive period, and Fu Zhiyu was worried whether there was really any important information about the situation in it. Now that he was asked to ignore it completely, he felt a little uneasy again.
The ruby box was very thick and it was hard to see what was inside. Fu Zhiyu picked it up and shook it, and it felt like there was no note inside.
He sat on the bed in silence for a long time, but his hands were very honest. His thumb moved slowly and easily opened a crack in the box.
Inside is a... ring
In addition to the ring, there was also a note that said: This is the last box, there are no more. The ring is a gift for my baby^_^, I will be back soon.
That’s right, Xie Ke really drew a “^_^” expression at the end. He might have some disease in his brain, which made him act cute in front of himself.
Fu Zhiyu: "… Curiosity kills the cat. As expected, everything related to Xie Ke should be kept far away from the ground. The box cannot be opened."
He decisively threw the box back to its original place, and threw the ring in with it without even looking at it closely.
Fu Zhiyu fell asleep with a broad mind, just wanting to erase this memory quickly. However, Xie Ke outside the city had already waited for the departing army.
"Have you waited for that person?" Xie Lin rode on a maroon horse and looked down at Xie Ke, who seemed to be in a good mood. "I rarely see you smile like this recently."
"I haven't waited," Xie Ke said calmly, "I'm still angry. Now I hate me so much that I won't believe anything you say. How could I possibly come and see me off?"
But when he said this, there was no unhappiness in his tone, as if he was thinking of the person in his heart, and his eyes were full of doting.
Xie Lin didn't know how to evaluate his son. He was not with him when he was little, and when he came back he was like a little adult. Now that he has grown up, he doesn't dare to act like a father in front of Xie Ke, nor does he think there is anything strange about the fact that they are on equal terms now.
"I wonder whose girl she is? She took away Shadow's ring a few days ago. She is even willing to give up her back. It's really..." Xie Lin muttered, and then sighed, "Who is the extraordinary person who can treat Xie Ke like this?"
At this time, Xie Ke had already mounted his horse and the army was about to set off. He looked back in the direction of the capital, and then set out on the journey.
After Xie Ke left the capital, Fu Zhiyu felt much more relaxed. The Lu and Du families guarded the capital, and on the surface, things were indeed much more peaceful. As for the undercurrents inside, what did it have to do with him
It is selfish, but he is just one person's doing. It is not his fault, and it is not his turn to clean up the mess.
Because of the war going on in the front, the capital city tightened its policy and even the food, clothing and other expenses in the palace became much simpler.
As for the palace he was renovating, Fu Zhiyu also asked that everything be kept simple and economical as much as possible. At the rate the plot was developing, he probably wouldn't be able to live there for long, and it was always a good idea to keep a low profile now.
But he soon found new pleasures in his stay-at-home life.
A melon seedling grew in the yard. No one knew when the seed was dropped there after someone ate a melon. It grew right next to the pavilion and was getting bigger and bigger. When Fu Zhiyu discovered it, there were a few small melons under its leaves. They were round and cute to the touch.
He touched it when he was free, and remembered that he had been eating melons here some time ago, so he must have planted it. Seeing him like this, Caimei thought that her master was interested in flowers and plants, so she brought a few pots of precious orchids, but Fu Zhiyu didn't even look at them, waved her hand, and told her to move them aside.
He thought the melons he planted looked good, with big leaves and thick roots. Maybe it was because Fu Zhiyu often went to see it, but it grew very fast. After a few months, it occupied a large area under the pavilion.
The several cantaloupes it grew also grew bigger, but Fu Zhiyu picked one and tasted it, and it was not tasty. The environment here in the capital is not suitable for cantaloupes to grow, so even if the fruit is so big, it is useless. Later, he stopped picking it and let the fruit fall and rot naturally, and then new seedlings would grow.
In late autumn, this melon seedling had been nurtured by Fu Zhiyu into a tyrant in the garden. At first glance, it looked like a large patch of dense green leaves. The melons were also unpalatable and gaudy, but they also relied on their master's love of bullying to grow so many, giving people the illusion of a good harvest. They were a real flatterer.
But who can blame the master for liking it? The last time Emperor Qingyuan came to take a look at it, he laughed for a long time and said that he had not seen such pastoral scenery for a long time and it was very beautiful.
Emperor Qingyuan has been in a very good mood recently, with frequent good news coming from the front and the Xie family winning big victories one after another. In particular, Xie Ke, whom he admired, had an unusual marching method and his men had never been defeated. Gradually, his reputation rose and people praised him for his military prowess, saying he was even better than Xie Lin.
Perhaps I really didn't expect the Xie family to be so reckless after not having fought for many years. Xie Ke, who was on the battlefield for the first time, was not a mediocre person who only knew how to talk about war on paper. The Lin and Xue families had been as quiet as little chickens recently. The so-called unrest in the Western Regions and the domestic rebellion were all resolved quickly and disappeared. Now it was a peaceful place. How could Emperor Qingyuan not be happy
At this moment, Ji Lin not only solved his own border crisis, but also drove the barbarians out of the territory of Chen State. The Xie family army sent people to deliver the battle report, asking whether to pursue the victory and prevent the barbarians from invading.
Emperor Qingyuan of course agreed, and even held a grand banquet today. As Prince Zhao, Fu Zhiyu naturally had to be present.
The one who came back to report the news was also from the Xie family army, a lieutenant general named Song. The emperor was particularly happy to let him sit at the seat of honor, but Fu Zhiyu always felt that this person seemed to be looking at him intentionally or unintentionally.
He frowned and turned his face away.
Not long after the banquet, Fu Zhiyu's palace was built. He picked an auspicious day and finally moved out of the Glazed Palace with Ming Dao. However, he got the approval of Emperor Qingyuan and could visit Consort Yun from time to time.
Fu Zhiyu still remembers moving a melon vine from the Liuli Palace garden to his new home. However, it is early winter now and the weather is a bit cold. Even with Fu Zhiyu's daily care, it still looks a little wilted.
"It won't grow until the spring," said the palace's housekeeper, surnamed Zhou, a kind old housekeeper with a strong ability to read people's expressions. "If Your Highness likes this, there are some newly born livestock in the country farms that are much more lively and easier to raise. How about bringing a few to Your Highness?"
When he saw Fu Zhiyu nodded, he brought a litter of babies that night.
They are farm animals, but chickens, ducks, geese and the like are noisy and smelly. This is a royal palace, not a farm. Butler Zhou picked and brought in a few rabbits. The old cat from Zhuangzi's wife's house gave birth to a litter of puppies. Butler Zhou took an orange one, saying it was the most obedient and clingy. He also brought back a two-month-old wolfhound from the countryside. This was not for Fu Zhiyu to raise for fun, but was reserved long ago to guard the house.
Butler Zhou has experience and knows that a loyal dog is sometimes more useful than ten people.
Fu Zhiyu stroked the furry cats for a few days, but the rabbits just ate their vegetables and ignored him. The orange cat Aju was really well-behaved and clingy, but no one knew what it ate all day. Its size changed day by day. It was originally so small, but it became swollen after coming to the palace. However, it was quite warm to hold it in the winter.
In comparison, he still liked the wolfdog that the housekeeper brought back the most, because it was furry, so Fu Zhiyu called it Rongrong.
Although Rongrong was chubby when he first arrived at the palace, this chubby dog had a cold look in his eyes, an arrogant expression, and was well-trained. He seemed to particularly like the smell of Fu Zhiyu, but because of his pride as a wolfdog, he was reserved when rubbing against him, and walked away proudly after rubbing a few times. He was very self-controlled and looked fierce, but he was also very lovable.
Yuan Mingdao also likes it. Recently, besides practicing martial arts, he goes to play with Rongrong. When there is bone soup in the kitchen, he will give it the best big bone to eat.
The days passed leisurely like this. In the blink of an eye, it was winter with snow again. Fu Zhiyu celebrated his eighteenth birthday. He went to see his mother during the day, and after leaving the palace, he went to the Yuan family.
Old Master Yuan seemed very happy. The two old men gave him two bags of gold ingots. These were not for spending, as both men knew that he was not short of money. They were just a courtesy, to give him some lucky money.
"The war is almost over," the old man sighed at the banquet, "I heard from outside that they will return victorious in the spring, right? It's better to end the war sooner, because if the world is in chaos, the people will suffer."
Fu Zhiyu also nodded. At this time in his previous life, the war had not yet begun, but now it has ended. He was afraid that the life trajectories of many people would undergo earth-shaking changes.
"Looking at this day, Xie's army will be back soon," Mr. Yuan continued.
Fu Zhiyu didn't respond, but just lowered his head and said "hmm" absentmindedly.
The author has something to say: Time passes, Dafa is good