Chapter 187 Farewell

This time, the emperor urged Fu Yi to return to Beijing. He not only sent someone to deliver an oral order, but also brought a secret letter.

Fu Yi sat in the carriage, slowly opened the seal and spread out the letter.

"This day has come sooner than expected." Fu Yi paused, rolled up the carriage curtain, and ordered the guards outside, "Hurry up and go to the Imperial Capital."

The guards whipped their horses and the carriage sped away.

Wu Xun was still a little worried: "Your injury..."

"It's okay." Fu Yi narrowed his eyes. "If you don't hurry up, what will I do if I regret it?"

Wu Xun was stunned.

The city gate of Heqing had already been opened, and just as the carriage was about to rush out, a more rapid sound of horse hooves approached.

The guard driving the carriage was puzzled: "Who dares to get so close?"

When Wu Xun heard the sound, he even pulled out his knife.

When the car window curtain was rolled up, Wu Xun stuck his head out to take a look and was stunned again.

Fu Yi saw that he didn't react properly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss Jiang..."

Fu Yi almost immediately pressed the car wall with one hand, stood up and walked forward: "Stop."

The guards reined in their horses upon hearing the sound.

Cheng Nianying had caught up on horseback, the winter wind making her face even whiter. She jumped off her horse just as the curtain on this side was lifted.

Their eyes naturally met.

Fu Yi couldn't help but move his lips. He couldn't describe his mood at that moment... A gray cloth bag suddenly fell in front of Fu Yi.

Wu Xun was stunned again at the back, almost thinking that Miss Jiang was going to smash their master to death.

"I forgot to give you what you wanted." Cheng Nianying said crisply.

What I want?

It's not you I want?

Fu Yi looked up with amusement, but then he remembered - the correspondence between Mr. Cen Sanye?

Fu Yi reached out and opened the mouth of the cloth bag.

Hidden beneath this gray coat were indeed neatly sorted letters. Under the layers, one could even vaguely see two seals.

"Just to give this thing?"

Cheng Nianying nodded, but didn't leave immediately.

Fu Yi stood up at this time, and the guard hurriedly handed him a brocade stool. He stepped down on it, and in three or two steps he reached Cheng Nianying, raised his hands and held her face.

"I'm cold. I should wear a cloak."

"Then it will be too late."

Fu Yi used to think that "nostalgia" was a sign of cowardice.

But now, as I savor that unfamiliar taste,... I actually feel that saying a few more words will fill up my internal organs.

"Your hands are colder than my face." Cheng Nianying said suddenly.

Fu Yi: “…”

After saying something unpleasant, Cheng Nianying immediately added, "I just remembered that you haven't changed the dressing today."

Fu Yi's eyes flickered slightly: "Yes, I'll change before I leave."

"Yeah." Cheng Nianying got into the carriage first.

Fu Yi couldn't suppress the smile on his lips, and turned around and followed him back to the carriage. When Wu Xun saw this, he quickly retreated.

Cheng Nianying opened Fu Yi's collar and looked at him carefully: "The wound is healing well."

After saying that, Cheng Nianying asked hesitantly, "When you return to the Imperial Capital, do you want to show your injuries to the Emperor?"

"want."

"Then you'll peel off the scabs every day, and it will look even more hideous."

"good."

Cheng Nianying cleaned his wound, sprinkled medicine powder on it again, and bandaged it.

The pain doesn't come anymore.

Instead, a dense itching spread throughout my bones.

Since the medicine has been changed, are we leaving now?

Fu Yi's throat tightened and he said, "I also forgot to give you something."

"What?"

Fu Yi took out a porcelain bottle from the secret compartment under the carriage and handed it to Cheng Nianying.

Cheng Nianying recognized it at a glance - it was the one she had shown her in Wei Yang that time, and it contained the medicine for the building!

This time he didn't give her just one, but gave her all of them.

Cheng Nianying would not refuse, she grasped the porcelain bottle tightly with her fingers and said, "I'm leaving."

"Um."

Fu Yi was still holding her wrist.

Cheng Nianying frowned slightly: "I really have to leave, Pei Jia is still waiting for me, he is so hungry."

Fu Yi looked outside and, as expected, Master Pei did not return home alone. Instead, he followed stubbornly on horseback. However, his figure was so shaky that he didn't even care about his disheveled appearance.

Fu Yi said hypocritically, "Oh, why didn't you buy him some food on the way here?"

Cheng Nianying twitched her wrist and said, "Yes, I'll buy it right now."

"You are not allowed to buy walnut cakes." Fu Yi changed his tone, "I don't think he would like them either."

"He can't eat this right now. He'll choke. It's better to drink porridge."

"...You are quite attentive."

Cheng Nianying muttered secretly.

He seemed to be getting better, but not better.

I still fuss about walnut cakes.

She said no more and turned around and jumped off the carriage.

Fu Yi closed his eyes, feeling a suffocating sensation in his chest.

The curtain of the car was suddenly lifted up by the girl's head from outside.