Fu Zhiyu lived under the shadow of this man for a long time in his previous life. He deviated greatly from the setting of the original book, so that it became extremely difficult to deal with such a person. Later, he struggled and almost lost his life, and then he learned his lesson and gradually gained some advantages.
However, in the original text, Fu Zhiyu and Fu Lingxiao are truly evenly matched, simply because they are both the same kind of people, with a bodhisattva face, a vicious heart, and extremely good at disguise.
Fu Zhiyu in the original text sometimes showed his true nature, but this character lives completely with a mask on. His appearance and inner heart are very different. He has a snake heart and is very difficult to deal with.
But things are different now.
"Change clothes." Fu Zhiyu got up from the bed and said to the palace maid beside the bed, and the palace maid came over in response.
He is just a poor patient now, and everything he does is what he should do.
Fu Zhiyu put on his clothes slowly. As the weather was cold, he also put on a white fox fur coat, like a white fluffy ball.
Fu Lingxiao is more difficult to deal with than Fu Rongye, and the people he has planted are more useful than Fu Rongye. For example, the maid who just changed his clothes was Fu Lingxiao's person. She is closer to him than the eunuchs who clean the house placed by Fu Rongye, and theoretically can get more information.
Fu Zhiyu had known about this for a long time, and even Concubine Yun in the previous life had noticed it a long time ago, but she had never pointed it out. This kind of hidden nail had unexpected effects when left behind. It was so in the previous life, and it is also so now. It can convey the message you want to convey.
Fu Zhiyu thought about these things as he stepped out of the bedroom door and revealed a simple and harmless smile.
"Brother Prince," he greeted, "how do you have time to come and see me?"
Fu Lingxiao was sitting outside drinking tea. His appearance was not outstanding among the other princes, but his facial features were soft, and he looked very amiable and kind. He spoke softly, as if he would never get angry.
"I'm late. I should have come yesterday," Fu Lingxiao waved at him with a smile, and his words seemed like a kind brother. "Xiaojiu, come quickly and sit down first. This snack was specially made by the imperial kitchen. It's your favorite."
Fu Zhiyu looked down and saw a whole plate of abalone cakes.
This snack is delicious, but greasy. Fu Zhiyu usually likes to eat one or two pieces, but he had just recovered from a serious illness, so it was really not suitable for him to eat this.
Fu Lingxiao is indeed Fu Lingxiao. He likes to make trouble for himself as soon as he comes.
"Did I like to eat this before?" Fu Zhiyu sat down and pushed the abalone cake on the table forward. "I don't remember it very clearly. There is no way. The imperial physician said that the memory damage is a bit serious. I am lucky that I can still remember my brother, the prince."
Fu Lingxiao's smile froze for a moment.
But he quickly restrained his expression and continued, "I heard about Xiaojiu's accident in the palace. I was as worried and anxious as my father. I even went to my mother's Buddhist temple to pray for a safe fortune. When my father was investigating in the palace, I also went to see it. I don't know who in the palace has such a vicious heart. Xiaojiu is so smart and cute, but he is willing to kill her!"
Fu Zhiyu was given goosebumps by him and instantly understood Fu Lingxiao's purpose of coming here.
Fu Lingxiao still didn't believe that he was really stupid. This person was extremely suspicious and just thought that he was pretending. He also guessed that the reason Fu Zhiyu pretended was that he felt that he was currently unable to bring down the person who harmed him, so he had to show weakness temporarily.
As expected, Fu Lingxiao's next words came out. He reached out and touched Fu Zhiyu's head, and asked, "Has Xiaojiu offended anyone in the palace? The prince brother will definitely help you get rid of this evil breath and prevent these bad guys from going unpunished and defiling the palace."
He had even guessed that the one who did it was most likely the Eighth Prince. Only he had such a grudge against Fu Zhiyu, and had the ability and motivation to do it. He was also able to finish the incident quickly and clean up all the traces before the emperor's search. It would be impossible without the contribution of the Third Prince.
Fu Zhiyu could almost imagine Fu Lingxiao's thoughts. He was as excited as a wolf smelling blood. He wanted to be the winner of the conflict, just like in his previous life, to bring down the Xue family in one fell swoop. But now, like the emperor, he had not found any strong evidence. So he came here to make it all happen with his own hands.
It would be even better if Fu Zhiyu had any clues or evidence, but if he really didn't have any, and if he, as a victim, pointed out the Eighth Prince, he would have a lot to do as the Crown Prince. The two princes of the Xue family would be skinned alive if not killed, which would greatly improve the current stalemate between him and Fu Rongye.
But Fu Zhiyu doesn't buy it now.
"Brother Crown Prince, what are you talking about?" Fu Zhiyu tilted his head to look at him and blinked. "Father told me that nothing has been found out yet. In fact, I think it might just be an accident. Everyone in the palace is very kind. How could they harm me
My mother also told me that she was very happy to see me wake up. Although I forgot some things, I was happy when my mother said she was happy. "
"Xiaojiu..."
"I'm going to tell my father not to investigate further. It's causing panic in the palace. Several maids around me have been punished for this. If my mother hadn't stopped them, several doctors would have been beaten. What does it have to do with them? It's just my own carelessness," Fu Zhiyu interrupted the prince and continued his own speech as a saint. He sighed softly, looked up at the sky outside the door, his eyes were empty, and he tried to learn from his mother's spirit of being a movie queen. Finally, he added, "Let the past be the past. Now that things have become so serious, I just feel guilty."
Fu Lingxiao was so confused by him that he didn't say anything for a long time and remained silent for a long time.
Perhaps he was frightened by Fu Zhiyu's saintly attitude. For a moment, he even wondered if this man was really stupid.
Who can say such a thing unless they have a mental problem
Fu Zhiyu made such a big show of pretending to be stupid, he must have some ulterior motive. The prince originally thought that he was retreating to advance, but who knew that he would retreat again and again and had no idea where his bottom line was. It is useless to play the pig and eat the tiger in this palace. The opportunity is fleeting. Concubine Xue and Concubine Yun have been at odds with each other for a long time. Although Concubine Xue's mother's family is prominent, the emperor is partial to her, and Concubine Yun always loses at every important juncture. Now that the Liuli Palace has taken the initiative to reveal its weakness and has not fought back, it is really puzzling.
Fu Lingxiao felt that the topic had become boring at this point, but Fu Zhiyu still wanted to talk.
"Mother also prayed for a peace amulet at Longquan Temple, and it worked very well." Fu Zhiyu pulled out a knot made of a red hair string with a wooden plaque tied to it. "This is what I brought for my prince brother. I hope he will have fewer illnesses and disasters."
This thing is of course different from the one that Concubine Yun asked for Fu Zhiyu. It is made wholesale by Longquan Temple and distributed to the public during alms at the middle and end of the year. Fu Zhiyu grabbed a handful when he left the temple, and it just happened to be used to create his own persona.
What a kind, simple, innocent and lovely child I am.
Fu Zhiyu looked up at the sky, immersed in the play he had set. He began to understand the sense of ease and satisfaction that his mother felt every time she finished performing a play. At least for now, Fu Lingxiao should be disgusted.
Fu Lingxiao's smile had become a little stiff. He held the rough amulet as if it were a hot potato and left after sitting for a while.
Fu Zhiyu didn't eat the plate of abalone cakes he brought, but gave it to the palace maid beside her. He made himself a cup of tea and sat down by the window.
It started snowing outside.
Fu Zhiyu reached out, caught a snowflake, and watched it slowly melt in his hand.
At this time, Concubine Yun hurried over. As soon as she came in, she dismissed the attendants and asked him, "I heard that the Crown Prince came just now? Did he embarrass you?"
Fu Zhiyu shook his head and asked, "Will the emperor come tonight?"
“…I am here.”
"Tonight, please help me hold him back for a while, mother. I have something to say to father," Fu Zhiyu said, lowering his head and taking another sip of tea, and said, "If you want to act, you have to do it in full."
Concubine Yun frowned and asked again: "What happened?"
Fu Zhiyu helped her sit down, patted her hands soothingly, and said, "I will talk to mother slowly."
Concubine Yun touched his hand and felt that his right hand was cold. She asked, "Why are your hands so cold?"
"It was snowing outside. I reached out and touched it," Fu Zhiyu said. His voice gradually became smaller, as if he was whispering, "If I remember correctly, this is the last snow of this winter."