After more than ten days like this, although the emperor was tortured by illness and lost a lot of weight, he still did not have a fever and his wounds were also formed. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Fuxiu was relieved, seeing that the food was gone, he put the emperor on the horse, led him on foot, walked for most of the day, along the peach forest of the stream, returned to the small village where he had bought food that day, found a villager with a spare house to live in, and finally bid farewell to the life of a savage in the mountains.

The emperor's spirit has improved a lot, seeing that the thatched hut with the help of the help is extremely narrow, the window is only half stuffed with broken wood, and there is a big hole under the door, leaking air everywhere, only a small case is still three-legged, and said to Fuxiu with a wry smile: "Fuxiu, why do I think it's not as warm here as inside the cave?" ”

Fuxiu sighed: "This family is already relatively well-off here. In the border area, the two countries have been fighting all year round, and this is a remote location, although it is poor, it is still not implicated, and it is considered happy. ”

After listening to Fu Xiu's words, the emperor smiled indifferently: "That's right, as long as you don't get involved by the sword soldiers, you can already be regarded as the greatest luck." ”

Fuxiu turned his eyes to look at the Yin mat in the corner, but it was woven by the peasant family themselves with thatch and pampas reeds, which was quite thick, and said with a smile: "We can finally sleep warmer." ”

As soon as the words fell, a yellow dog's head suddenly stretched out from the big hole in the door, and the black eyes turned in front of them, as if sensing no malice, and jumped into the hole, flatteringly flicking their tails around Fuxiu and the emperor for a while.

The emperor slowly squatted down, patted the dog's head, and said with a smile: "If you are fat, you are not afraid of being caught by others and selling dog meat to others?" ”

Seeing that the emperor was treating it affectionately, the yellow dog wagged his tail a few times more quickly, and then jumped on the Yin mat with great skill, curled up and lay down in the center, and knocked on the Yin mat with his curly thick tail every now and then.

When the two saw it, they were stunned for a while.

Fuxiu reacted first and said with a smile: "I'll go and ask the master for some thatch and mattress later, and sleep on the other side." ”

The emperor reluctantly made it to the seat, sighed and asked the yellow dog, "Hey, boy, you shouldn't have fleas on you, right?" ”

The people here are simple and poor, but the owner has taken care of all three meals a day from the first night of their stay. Although it is coarse tea and light rice, it is far less than the exquisite food in the palace, but I am afraid that it has already occupied the rations of their family. Fuxiu really didn't want to go, he helped them wash and cook every day, and even went hunting in the mountains with the farmers in the mountains. The villagers were all surprised to see that she was a beautiful young woman with extraordinary skills.

And the women in the countryside have already begun to take the homespun cloth they have woven and sew clothes for their children. and made reeds out of cattails. I took the peach wood and invited the elderly people in the village to paint the statue of the god, but it was for the New Year's hanging on the door to ward off evil spirits.

In the blink of an eye, the New Year is here again.

The emperor saw that Fuxiu was distracted by the people who were busy coming in and out, and sighed: "If it weren't for being dragged down by me, maybe you wouldn't have to suffer these things now, Fuxiu." Do you resent me? ”

What did she resent him for?

She has never resented anyone, what she resents has always been herself, resenting her own incompetence, unable to help the emperor out of his predicament, unable to help the emperor return to the imperial capital, and even when he was injured, she was at a loss.

The dull pain that had been hidden in my heart seemed to have been suddenly pierced by something, and it flowed sharply in all directions, and gradually even my head began to hurt.

Fu Xiu lazily walked back to the house, and while taking the emperor's washed clothes, he sighed: "You want to go back to the imperial capital, right?" Did you miss the palace? Don't you think there's any new clothes to wear here? ”

The emperor followed Fuxiu and watched her sew her coat stitch by stitch, with a moist smile between her eyebrows, "I don't want to go back, I don't want to see the queen mother, I don't want to see the deep palace full of struggles and the ups and downs of the court." It's good here, and I'm good enough to have you! And it's a lot like the country I imagined it to be. ”

"What country?"

"A small country and a widow, no saints abandon wisdom, and they don't go far away when they die. Willing to eat, beautiful clothes, live in peace, and enjoy customs. There is no hegemony of the king, there is no hatred of the enemy, there is no battle between the sword and the soldiers, the sun rises, the sun sets, between the heaven and the earth, self-sufficiency, self-satisfaction. Quarrels between neighbors are at most because the chickens raised by the owner peck at the vegetables of the west family, or the children of the west family steal the peaches and plums of the east family......"

Fu Xiu was also stunned for a while, his eyes reflected the clouds floating outside the window, and he longed for a long time before he came back to his senses and smiled lightly: "Ah Zheng, didn't you forget?" You are the emperor of the Hemeng Empire, and you should care about the people of the world and all living beings in the world. You are a wise monarch, Lin'er's father, I don't want you to stay here for the rest of your life! I don't want you to spend your whole life hiding here and having fun! ”

"I don't want to be the emperor anymore, I don't want to worry about so many things that don't belong to me, I should have thought about myself a long time ago."

Fuxiu's long eyelashes lifted upwards and quickly lowered them again, continuing to sew the holes in his clothes that had been cut by the sharp blade.

The emperor also seemed to be tired, pushed the yellow dog sleeping on the felt, drove it away, and got into the felt himself, his voice was very low, but it came to Fuxiu's ears very clearly, "Fuxiu, I'm tired, and you are tired." I didn't take good care of you before, I treated you like that, and you still treated me like that. I want to be with you forever for the rest of my life, and we will never be separated again...... Let me be selfish for myself for a moment...... That's it...... There's not much time left......"

The Emperor's voice was very firm, and when Fuxiu turned around, he actually closed his eyes comfortably, as if he was asleep.

The yellow dog stepped on the edge of the felt, unwilling in the end, and finally squeezed to the emperor's side and curled up to lie down.

It probably likes the emperor to continue to live! After all, felt is much warmer than Yinxi.

When Fukuyu was about to sew and mend his clothes again, he was pricked in the hand by needles again and again.

She couldn't help but sigh in her hands, I don't know when, she had learned to be these female celebrities. A long time ago, Fuxiu was just a woman who was not proficient in female cooking, and usually only filled in the words and read books, read subsets of scriptures and history, read four books and five classics, looked at the way of governing the country, and read Buddhist classics. There are so many Fu Xiu meetings, but I don't know how to cook and be a female celebrity. Now, Fukuyu finally knows everything, and even if he doesn't, he should be.

Who can really hold hands with Fuxiu for the rest of his life now?

Is it the emperor, or is it ...... The Jun Mochu who has been silently caring about her. (To be continued.) )