Chapter 60
Lin Qingyu didn't have much appetite, but still listened to Gu Fuzhou and opened the food box in the carriage. The top layer is filled with freshly-made pancakes, golden, crispy and still steaming. Lin Qingyu picked up the pancake and ate it in small bites, reorganizing what happened last night in his mind.
If he didn't know the whole story in advance, he would definitely think that Xiao Cheng had a real sudden illness. Despite such a big incident, the palace guards did not make any move. The crown prince was assassinated, shouldn't they search the entire palace? Why did they only block the news from the Eastern Palace?
How did Shen Huaishi succeed in attacking Xiao Cheng, did he manage to escape, and where is he now?
Lin Qingyu knew that it was useless to think too much, and the only thing he could do now was to wait and see what happened.
In the afternoon, Gu Fuzhou rushed to his house. This time he did not climb over the wall, but walked in through the main gate openly. When Huantong saw the war god she admired, her hands were shaking with excitement and her eyes were shining when she served tea.
Gu Fuzhou put on a stern face and asked Huantong seriously if she wanted his autograph.
Gu Fuzhou was still in the mood to make jokes at a time like this, and Lin Qingyu had to admire him. He sent the dazed Huantong away and asked, "What's the situation in the palace?"
Gu Fuzhou took a sip of tea and said, "Xiao Cheng was absent from the morning court today because he was ill, so the Prime Minister presided over the court. Other things seemed to be the same as usual, but the atmosphere in the palace was obviously not right, and there was a sense of 'storm clouds brewing'."
Lin Qingyu asked: "Is he ill? How ill is he? Is Xiao Cheng conscious?"
Gu Fuzhou said: "I don't know about that."
Several imperial doctors had been gone all night and had not returned, indicating that Xiao Cheng was seriously injured and his life was hanging by a thread. Who was the person who ordered the news to be blocked and arranged the morning court affairs - the emperor?
Gu Fuzhou continued, "I asked the guards on duty in the palace, and they didn't get any news last night, nor did they hear of any assassins. From the above, it can be concluded that neither Xiao Cheng nor the emperor wanted to make this matter known to the whole city."
Lin Qingyu nodded in agreement. Although the emperor's illness had improved, he could only read memorials, discuss matters, and make decisions on major issues in his bedroom. Everything else was left to Xiao Cheng.
The emperor is already like this. If something happens to the crown prince who is the regent again, the government will be unstable and the situation will be turbulent without a leader. If he were the emperor, he would have suppressed the matter and sent spies from the Tianjiying to investigate secretly.
The more Lin Qingyu thought about it, the more impatient he became. He rubbed his forehead and said, "If Xiao Cheng had died on the spot, there wouldn't have been so many things. Can't Shen Huaishi fight for his dignity a little, even just this once?"
"He may not be soft-hearted. There may be other circumstances at that time." Gu Fuzhou smiled, "Qingyu, do you know the method of re-enactment?"
Lin Qingyu had never heard of this, but he could probably understand what Gu Fuzhou wanted to say: "What do you want?"
Gu Fuzhou pulled Lin Qingyu to stand up, and said eagerly: "You treat yourself as Xiao Cheng, and I treat myself as Shen Huaishi. Let's restore what might have happened at that time. Maybe it can help you sort out your thoughts."
Lin Qingyu sat back down: "Boring."
"Then I'll play Xiao Cheng, and you'll play Shen Huaishi?" Without waiting for Lin Qingyu to say "boring" again, Gu Fuzhou sat down on the lower bunk, glanced at Lin Qingyu, and imitated Xiao Cheng's tone perfectly: "Are you still standing there in a daze? How come you forgot how to sleep with me after not seeing me for a few days?"
Lin Qingyu: “…”
Gu Fuzhou's original intention was to let Lin Qingyu relax, but the other person didn't buy it. He was just thinking of other ways to coax people when he heard Lin Qingyu say, "Shen Huaishi has been missing for two days. Shouldn't Xiao Cheng ask him where he went first?"
Gu Fuzhou smiled and changed the subject: "Where have you been these past two days?"
Lin Qingyu walked slowly to the bed, thinking about Shen Huaishi's possible words and actions. Since Shen Huaishi failed to kill Xiao Cheng with one blow, it is very likely that he gave Xiao Cheng a chance to quibble. "I...I have something I want to ask you, and I hope you can tell me the answer."
Gu Fuzhou narrowed his eyes: "Tell me where you went first."
Lin Qingyu pursed her lips and said nothing, a storm brewing in her eyes. Suddenly, he felt a tightness around his waist. Gu Fuzhou actually held his waist and brought him to the bed. Lin Qingyu wanted to struggle, but felt that this was indeed something Xiao Cheng would do, so she let Gu Fuzhou press her down.
Gu Fuzhou supported his body with one hand and clamped Lin Qingyu's face with the other hand, and said in a cold voice: "I haven't seen you for two days, and your temper has improved. I ask you a question, are you deaf or stupid, can't you hear...!"
Gu Fuzhou did not put his weight on Lin Qingyu, but just pressed him down without any force on his hands. Lin Qingyu could easily break free, just like Shen Huaishi could easily break free from Xiao Cheng.
Will Shen Huaishi break free? Obeying Xiao Cheng's orders was an instinct engraved in his bones. His body had long been trained to satisfy men's desires in bed. It might take some time for Shen Huaishi to break free from the shackles and resist his instincts.
Lin Qingyu did not struggle, but just shrank back into the bed.
He didn't know whether Shen Huaishi would shrink or not, he just wanted to stay away from Gu Fuzhou. Although they had hugged each other before, this was the first time they were in the same bed, in this up-and-down position.
Looking at Gu Fuzhou from this angle, one can see Gu Fuzhou's Adam's apple and sharp chin; his figure is so different from Gu Fuzhou's, and his whole body is shrouded in the aura of another man. This feeling of being dominated and controlled makes him inexplicably flustered.
"Still not talking? Very good." Gu Fuzhou's breathing gradually became disordered. "It doesn't matter. I have plenty of ways to make you talk."
After saying that, Gu Fuzhou stopped moving.
Lin Qingyu tried to remain calm and asked, "What's your solution?"
Gu Fuzhou lowered his head to look at the teardrop mole at the corner of Lin Qingyu's eye, and after a moment's silence, he smiled and said, "Five hundred words are omitted here. It's probably about me taking advantage of you, making your clothes messy and your long hair scattered..."
Out of respect, he would not pull Lin Qingyu's clothes, but it would not be excessive to take advantage of her hair.
Gu Fuzhou's hand reached Lin Qingyu's hair and took off the hairpin that tied his hair. His black hair then fell down like silk and hung on Lin Qingyu's shoulders, adding a bit of gorgeousness to him.
Gu Fuzhou put the hairpin on the pillow and said, "At this moment, Shen Huaishi is thinking about the Heavenly Prison Gate in his heart, but his body is suffering from Xiao Cheng's insults. The slave nature he has cultivated for many years has finally been broken - he has awakened, and he wants to resist!"
This change in mood is understandable. Lin Qingyu tried to push Gu Fuzhou away, but Gu Fuzhou pressed her tighter.
"Why are you hiding? We've done it so many times, are you still afraid?" Gu Fuzhou said in a deep voice, "There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm not big at all, you don't need to endure it." After saying that, he couldn't help laughing, "Sorry, sorry, I laughed."
Lin Qingyu put his hands on Gu Fuzhou's chest and raised his eyebrows and said, "Would Xiao Cheng say that about himself? It's more like the other way around."
"Don't worry about the details," Gu Fuzhou said with a low laugh, "Continue."
Lin Qingyu's eyes darkened, and she turned over and sat on Gu Fuzhou. She picked up the hairpin beside the pillow and pressed it against his throat: "How was the Heavenly Prison Sect destroyed three years ago?"
Gu Fuzhou put away his smile and said in shock: "Did someone tell you something? Shen Huaishi, if you dare to do it, I will not let you go!"
"I just want to ask you, who fought the life-and-death battle with the Heavenly Prison Sect that night, was it the Red Fang Sect or the Heavenly Secret Camp?"
Gu Fuzhou gritted his teeth and said, "Where did you hear this from?"
"Tell me, I just want the truth."
"The truth?" Gu Fuzhou sneered, "The truth is that you should have gone to hell with the Heavenly Prison Sect, but I saved you and tried my best to keep you alive. What else do you want?"
Lin Qingyu imagined himself as Shen Huaishi, and gradually got into the play: "So, it's all true. It's Tianjiying, it's you...!"
Gu Fuzhou grabbed Lin Qingyu's wrist and said sternly: "An assassination organization of the imperial court, if it loses the trust of the emperor, will surely die. No one can save them, including me. I can save you, it is already..."
"Shut up." Lin Qingyu exerted force on her hands, and the hairpin almost pierced Gu Fuzhou's throat. "I will never believe you again, go to hell...!"
At the climax of the play, Huan Tong's untimely voice suddenly sounded outside the door: "Master, it's time for dinner. By the way, General Gu, would you like to stay and have dinner with us?"
The two looked at each other. Gu Fuzhou asked, “Could it be that Shen Huaishi was also interrupted?”
"It's possible." Lin Qingyu got off Gu Fuzhou, "That's why Shen Huaishi lost his hand in a hurry and didn't have time to make up for it."
"Why are you speaking more and more like my hometown?" Gu Fuzhou was too lazy to move, maintaining his previous posture, "But these are just speculations. I'm afraid only Shen Huaishi and Xiao Cheng know what happened that night. Wait, there will be news."
Lin Qingyu pondered and said, "The people in the East Palace are the most tight-lipped. If you want to get any information, you can only look to Hu Ji or Xiao Songzi."
Gu Fuzhou asked: "Who is Xiao Songzi?"
"The eunuch in the Qinzheng Palace. He told me a lot of information."
Gu Fuzhou joked, "You are so loose-lipped, no wonder you are called Little Pine."
Lin Qingyu: “…”
Huan Tong, who got no response from outside, asked again: "Master, are you in there?"
Lin Qingyu asked Gu Fuzhou: "Do you want to stay for dinner?"
"Yes." Gu Fuzhou said lazily, "I can eat three bowls of rice in one meal now. Ask Huantong to prepare more meat."
Lin Qingyu still had her long hair loose as she gave Huantong a few instructions through the door. There was no mirror in the study. He tried several times but failed to tie up his long hair. He couldn't help but complain: "You can just recreate the scene, why let my hair down?"
Gu Fuzhou smiled and said, "Sorry, I couldn't help it. I'll help you."
Lin Qingyu sat at the table and let Gu Fuzhou fiddle with her hair. He suddenly thought of something and said, "By the way, let me feel your abdominal muscles."
Gu Fuzhou was a little surprised, but also a little relieved: "Doctor Lin actually took the initiative to ask to touch his abdominal muscles. Come on, come on, don't be polite, touch whatever you want."
Lin Qingyu touched it twice and said, "It turns out that it wasn't an illusion just now."
"What an illusion."
Lin Qingyu joked: "Your abdominal muscles are really not that tight anymore."
Gu Fuzhou immediately felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He touched himself and said, "No way! I lift weights every day."
"I heard that General Gu spent four hours a day practicing in the training ground when he was in the capital, and that's how he got to this size. How long do you lift weights every day now?"
Gu Fuzhou said depressedly: "About half an hour."
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "Be more careful in your daily life, General Gu."
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wulixianyu: Don’t worry, I’m not big at all.
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