Zhao Pu has always allowed any form of intrigue, calculation, and utilitarian purposes.

He has lived among them since he was a child, and these things are like the golden crow that rises in the east and sets in the west every day, and all things that are born in spring and die in winter, and they are part of the operation of the laws of the world.

All people live in it.

Fang Linyuan was different.

The only people who can live outside the law and not be contaminated by the dirt of conspiracy are the imaginary sages and gods.

But they were always cold, drawn on fragile paper or muddy mud, and they did not dare to be touched.

Zhao Xuan lowered his eyes, and his fingers slowly traced the three traces he had drawn on the paper.

The cold paper is not like warm skin, and the touch on the fingertips is not as solid as yesterday.

Zhao Pu quietly withdrew his hand.

——

In the next few days, Fang Linyuan finally had an excuse to stay away from Zhao Pu.

As soon as he returned to the house every day, he used the excuse that he was busy with official business, and went to the study to stay until the third watch, and even under the pretext of "no one is seen when he is busy", he did not see Wu Xinghai who came to invite him for several days.

Fang Linyuan regained a rare bit of comfort in his busyness.

On the branches of the moon, in the dead of night, Fang Linyuan, who was sitting in the study and boredly flipping through the book, would also feel a little emotional.

If his father had known, he would have lost his eyes.

After all, he has been willful and active since he was a child, and his least favorite thing in his life is the Four Books and Five Classics. Two years before the border crossing, in order to let him study, his father broke three or five rattans.

Where did his father see him when he took the initiative to go into the study and didn't come out?

Thinking of this, the corners of Fang Linyuan's mouth twitched down.

Anyway, it's better not to see him go to great lengths to marry a man and go back home, and that his father doesn't know anything about the spring.

This lull lasted for three days.

After a few days, Yu Tao gradually saw that Fang Linyuan was a person who did everything himself, and gradually put his mind at ease and began to be lazy with peace of mind; And Fang Linyuan also took over most of Yu Tao's work naturally, running around Honglu Temple every day.

On this day, Fang Linyuan did not return to the Hou Mansion until the time of the day.

As soon as I arrived at the gate of the mansion, I saw an attendant standing there with Yanting and others. Through the slightly dim light, Fang Linyuan recognized this attendant as from Jiyue Hall.

"Master Hou, the eldest lady invites you to go to Jiyue Hall for dinner." When the squire saw him, he smiled and stepped forward.

Fang Linyuan responded when he heard this, and followed him towards Jiyue Hall.

His eldest sister-in-law was always worried that he would not eat well when he was busy, and occasionally called him to eat together. But this time, the attendant who led the way stopped talking a few times, and still whispered: "Master Hou, I'm afraid that the eldest lady will say a few words to you in a while." ”

"What?" Fang Linyuan was stunned.

I saw that the attendant had a sad face and said, "Madame comes to greet the eldest lady every day, and the eldest lady knows that you haven't seen Madame for a few days." ”

Fang Linyuan: ?

He looked at the squire in astonishment, and it took a long time to find his voice.

"Madame's complaint?" He asked.

The attendant hurriedly waved his hand: "No! It was the eldest lady herself who asked. Don't worry, Madame will definitely be facing you, and she will definitely speak for you in a while......"

Fang Linyuan didn't care to listen to him defend Zhao Pu.

Zhao Pu: This is sick!

Others don't know that he is a man, and he himself does not know? If you haven't seen him for a few days, you're going to sue, what's the matter, you really can't live with him Fang Linyuan!

His face quickly turned ugly, and then he turned around and strode towards Jiyue Hall.

He wanted to see what this male fox was up to!

——

Zhao Pu is actually a little wronged.

He relied on the identity of Mrs. Anping Hou to get out of the palace ban, and he needed to pay some money accordingly - such as having to pretend to be husband and wife with Fang Linyuan, and also wasting some time every day to go to Jiyue Hall in the morning and dusk.

This matter has to start from three days ago.

On the night of entering the palace to face the saint, Fang Linyuan still stayed in Huaiyu Pavilion, but the next day, he left before dawn.

When Zhao Xuan was dressing up, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of the side, and then he heard Juan Su say on the side: "The Marquis of Anping left early in the morning, and his attendant said that he went to the yamen in the morning." ”

Ah, I was far away.

Zhao Pu held Luo Dai with one hand, and couldn't help but see Fang Linyuan when he was alone with him, as vigilant as a rabbit with his ears straight up.

"Your Highness, what are you laughing at?" Silk asked.

Zhao Pu didn't realize he was laughing. He hummed absently and continued to thrush in the mirror.

At this moment, Wu Xinghai came in with a box, stood on the side of the dressing table and said, "Your Highness, the Dou Mansion has sent something." ”

Zhao Pu's gaze swept over.

I saw that the box was carved with the pattern of Guanyin sending children, the style was extremely exquisite, and the use of extremely precious mahogany.

Zhao Pu glanced at it and motioned for him to open it.

As soon as the box was opened, a strong medicinal fragrance came to the face.

"The person who sent the thing said that it was Lord Dou's filial piety." A slight weirdness flashed on Wu Xinghai's face, and he paused, and continued.

“…… It is said to be an excellent fetal pill. ”

Zhao Pu laughed.

He raised his eyes, reached out and took out a medicine bag from inside, and looked around with interest: "Has the prescription been delivered?" ”

"Nope." Wu Xinghai said. "Lord Dou said that when His Highness finished eating, they will send it again, and they didn't mention the prescription."

Zhao Xuan glanced up at Silk Su.

Silk Su understood, reached out and took the packet of medicine in his hand, and opened it.

"Chuanqiong, Yanhusuo, Bupleurum, Xiangfu, Motherwort." After a cursory glance, she was able to tell the ingredients smoothly.

After a moment, she put the medicine bag back in the box and said, "Your Highness, in addition to the few fetal medicinal herbs on the surface, these herbs have been added. None of them are strong, but they are all good medicines for blood circulation and blood stasis, avoiding children and benefiting menstruation. ”

Zhao Pu almost laughed.

He turned his head to look at the box, his eyes tinged with a hint of banter.

His uncle has grown so much age, and he will only do this trick if he turns it over and over again.

He raised his hand and dialed the medicinal materials in the box, smiled lightly and was about to speak, but saw Wu Xinghai's expression darken, and then closed the box.

"It's too much of a deception. Your Highness, I'm going to get rid of these things......" he said.

"Wait." Zhao Pu raised his hand and pressed it on the box.

Wu Xinghai lowered his head, and saw that Zhao Pu's expression had become cold: "Wu Xinghai, you are old and confused." ”

Wu Xinghai immediately understood what he meant.

"There are spies from the Dou Mansion in the Hou Mansion." He said in a deep voice. "But Your Highness, these medicines are clearly used by Dou Huairen to harm you, how can you take them?"

"Why not?" Zhao Pu raised his eyes. "Contraceptive pills, what am I afraid of?"

Wu Xinghai froze in place for a long time, and his hands holding the box were a little trembling.

“…… Your Highness! ”

"If he gave it, I'm going to use it." Zhao Pu turned his head lightly and steadily traced the last stroke of his eyebrows in the mirror. "Not only to use it, but also to use it with great fanfare."

“…… The slave maid is only afraid that His Highness will be too humiliated. Wu Xinghai said in a deep voice.

Zhao Pu seemed to have heard some joke.

"Humiliation?" He said. "But don't forget, what Dou Huairen sent the medicine for."

He slowly put Luo Dai back on the table, looking at the figure in the mirror with a cold smile in his eyebrows.

Coquettish, bright, and a pair of eyebrows paint a gentle distant mountain, softening his eyebrows, as if even his eyes have two more points of tolerance and gentleness unique to women.

Even those eyes, every time they look in the mirror, they are as cold as a pair of bottomless abysses.

Zhao Pu hated himself for being neither male nor female.

But he knew that this woman's skirt was a disguise to eliminate his edge, so that he would have a chance to live in the embattled mess of his mother.

And if he wants those things in the court full of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness to drive him and serve as a stepping stone for him to walk to the dragon chair, he needs a deeper layer of disguise.

That is to be a woman who is willing to be his wife.

It was precisely because his mother let people see the possibility of her standing in the court that she died in the cold palace in the name of a jealous woman. And he, only by posing as a wife and mother, will those fools who think they are smart think that he can be used, but there is no threat.

After all, in their eyes, as long as this ambitious woman is in harmony with her husband, serving her husband and family, and even actively giving birth to heirs, then no matter how powerful a woman is, she is just a woman.

As for what humiliation?

Zhao Pu looked at himself in the mirror with a cold expression and laughed.

At the age of eight, he would still tremble at the fact that he was wearing a man's cloak, but now, he is long past the age when he expects himself to live like a normal person.

After all, there is only one way to measure humiliation in the world, and that is to become a king or lose.

Everything else is nothingness.

——

So, even though Song Zhaojin repeatedly persuaded her not to be polite, Zhao Pu still obediently visited her in the morning and evening these days, and did not relax for a day.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhaojin saw some clues from it.

"The second brother has been staying in Fuguangxuan for the past few days?" Her face was a little serious, and she turned to ask the maid beside her. "What has he been busy with these two days?"

Zhao Pu paused slightly.

It was his negligence that he forgot that there was such a short twist in the back house.

"The Turkic envoy will come to meet him in a few days, and my father has arranged some things for my husband to do." Zhao Pu replied first.

The worried look on Song Zhaojin's face did not ease.

She stretched out her hand, patted Zhao Pu's arm gropingly, and soothed: "The second brother has been such a character since he was a child, if something is handed over to him, he will definitely not take care of it." Your Highness, it is his blessing that you are willing to tolerate, but now that he has a family, there are some things that he should not understand. ”

Saying that, without waiting for Zhao Pu to refute, Song Zhaojin instructed the people around him: "Mingyue, send someone to wait for Master Hou outside the door, and invite him to eat in the evening." ”

Zhao Pu's words were blocked in his throat.

He paused, then lowered his eyelids.

After living in the Anping Marquis Mansion for a few days, he also saw that this eldest lady was a peaceful and nosy temper, and it was rare to invite Fang Linyuan to come today, presumably with the intention of teaching him a lesson.

Fang Linyuan was indeed avoiding him, he knew it.

But since he was willing to rack his brains to find a reason to avoid him, Zhao Pu was also happy to be idle. Although the silk thread on his heart occasionally scratched him as if it were nothing, it didn't hurt.

Today, Song Zhaojin admonished him, and he didn't care. It's just that Fang Linyuan, who had finally hid for a few days......

I don't know how to prick up those snow-white ears and examine him vigilantly.

As if seeing him, Zhao Pu raised his handkerchief to cover his lips.

Hiding the faint smile that floated uncontrollably.