Chu Yu didn’t answer him. He opened the needle bag and took out sharp and thin needles.
“Hold him down and don’t let him move.”
Fu Yicen had no choice but to hold the person in his arms, restraining Zhou Rendong’s wrist and bandaged arm: “Hurry up.”
“It’s so itchy…help me…”
Zhou Rendong twisted his waist, tears welling up in his eyes, and pleaded softly.
Fu Yicen’s heart softened, and if he hadn’t been careful, he almost couldn’t hold him.
“Hold on tight.”
Chu Yu reminded him, and with skillful movements, he inserted dense needles on his head in just a moment.
Zhou Rendong breathed heavily, his chest rising and falling. Dweat beads the size of beans oozed from his forehead, and he gradually stopped struggling.
Fu Yicen finally breathed a sigh of relief, let him lie down, and waited quietly for Chu Yu to finish the acupuncture.
In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Chu Yu rubbed his wrists and saw Zhou Rendong tightly closing his eyes, sweat continuously pouring out. He finally stopped needling.
“This poison isn’t difficult to cure.” Chu Yu looked at Fu Yicen, “administering acupuncture to induce sweating will allow the toxins to be expelled from the body through perspiration.”
Fu Yicen calculated the time and found that it was about six hours ago when Fu Rushang and Master Rong came to see him.
Undoubtedly, they must have taken the opportunity at that time!
“As long as I’m here, this poison will never kill anyone.” Chu Yu gritted his teeth and said angrily, “The poisoner either did it to disgust you or to make Dong’er suffer.”
“Fu Rushang.” Fu Yicen gritted his teeth.
Chu Yu raised his eyebrows: “It’s good that you know.”
“Keeping her around still has its uses,” Fu Yicen said. “But her henchmen need to be trimmed.”
After saying this, Fu Yicen left Chu Yu to take care of Zhou Rendong, carrying anger with him.
He summoned his secret guards, secretly captured Master Rong, and locked him in a secret room, subjecting him to severe torture to expose the evils Fu Rushang had committed over the years.
Worried that Fu Rushang might become suspicious, Fu Yicen went to her room and lied, saying that there was a military matter requiring the presence of a military doctor, which led Master Rong to go outside.
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Fu Rushang did not doubt that he was there, and continued to act coquetishly towards him, asking many things about the young man. Realizing that Fu Yicen didn’t have any thoughts about that young man, she finally relaxed.
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Regardless of whether their master recognized it or not, he had accepted this little junior brother!
In the future, whoever dares to bully someone, Chu Yu will be the first to disagree!
“On New Year’s Eve.”
Fu Yicen had a plan in mind. “Let the Dog Emperor see with his own eyes that she has no value.”
“Do you want the Emperor to handle her?”
Fu Yicen narrowed his eyes. An evil smile played on his lips, and he tilted his head to finish a bowl of wine.
Dogfight, it’s not necessarily a bad thing.
Chu Yu finally felt relieved when he saw his familiar old fox-like smile. Every time he smiled like this, someone would be in trouble.
He smiled and clinked glasses with Fu Yicen, drinking heartily…
Zhou Rendong slept deeply that night and woke up at noon the next day.
“Um……”
When he opened his eyes, what fell into his sight was Fu Yicen’s figure.
Zhou Rendong pulled up the quilt to cover his head, hiding under the quilt and snickering. He really liked this scene of Fu Yicen staying by his side.
Although this situation wouldn’t last long, he was secretly having fun for a while, and no one knew about it, right?
Fu Yicen didn’t know why he foolishly hid under the blanket, but he pulled him out, held him in his arms, and looked at his face.
“The itching is gone now, isn’t it?”
Zhou Rendong shook his head, gently tugging at Fu Yicen’s clothes, and his long and curly eyelashes trembled: “I’m sorry, I caused you trouble again.”
The little guy was too well-behaved.
Fu Yicen couldn’t help but ruffle his hair: “Fool, how could you be a trouble for me…”
Before he finished speaking, there was a noise in the yard, and Fu Rushang ran in furiously.
When she saw the intimate appearance of Fu Yicen and Zhou Rendong, she curled her lips, sniffled, and tears welled up in her eyes instantly, looking extremely aggrieved.
“What are you two doing?”
She was fidgety, like the main wife caught an affair, and interrogated.
Zhou Rendong was instantly brought back to reality, his hands and feet turning cold.
He licked his dry lips and hurriedly struggled out of Fu Yicen’s embrace, his whole body stiff with nervousness.
Miss Fu was sad and angry.
In any case, Fu Yicen would go and coax her, and… he would definitely hold this culprit accountable.
The tenderness just now felt like a sweet dream, shattered into pieces in a moment.
Fu Yicen rubbed his temples, frustrated to the point of gnashing his teeth.
“What are you doing here?”
Fu Rushang rubbed her eyes: “Brother Cen, my father entrusted me to you before he died. Are you…are you not planning to marry me anymore?”
Fu Yicen frowned, asked Zhou Rendong to lie down, and tucked him in securely.
“You should rest first. I’ll be back later.”
After saying that, he stood up, took Fu Rushang’s wrist, and walked towards the door.
Zhou Rendong watched their figures as they walked away, swallowed his bitter tears, and sighed.
Sure enough, in Fu Yicen’s eyes, Fu Rushang always came first.
He lay restlessly, fearing that they might argue because of him, and he didn’t want Fu Yicen to dislike him even more. He decided to get up and take a look.
At the door, I found that they had not gone far and were having an argument in the yard.
“Absolutely.” Fu Yicen said firmly.
Zhou Rendong froze, as if under some strange compulsion. He hid behind the door.
“On New Year’s Eve, there’s a palace banquet, and I want to take him with me.” Fu Yicen gave Fu Rushang a gentle smile, his eyes filled with tenderness.
Zhou Rendong’s body was trembling, his eyes filled with tears, and he bit his lip, forcing himself to remain silent.
“When the time comes, let him reminisce with Prime Minister Zhou. Once we find out the whereabouts of the treasure, I will divorce him immediately.”
Fu Yicen’s voice was like a series of enchantments wrapped around Zhou Rendong’s head.
He felt his head buzzing, his heart shattered into pieces, and his body was so limp that he almost collapsed.
Treasure?
He has no idea of any treasure.
“Let him go, and immediately welcome me into the household…” Fu Rushang smiled with a shy expression, hugging Fu Yicen.
Zhou Rendong couldn’t stand it anymore.
Then he limped back to the bed while supporting the wall. He sat on the edge of the bed and became more and more frightened as he thought about it.
His father had always looked down upon him, and he could count on one hand the words he had spoken to him.
He could only see his father, who was surrounded by court officials, from a distance when he helped the servants at his father’s birthday banquet.
Before getting married, his father met him, but he warned him to behave in the general’s mansion. No matter what Fu Yicen did, he couldn’t resist at all to avoid it being reported to the emperor and the truth about the arranged marriage coming to light.
Under such circumstances, even if his father knew about the treasure, how could he tell him about it?
Fu Yicen’s calculation was wrong.
Zhou Rendong hugged his arms and huddled on the bed, crying silently.
What should he do?
Tell Fu Yicen the truth, so the plan doesn’t fall apart, and when they settle the score later, he won’t be able to bear the consequences.
Or… just yearn for this little bit of false tenderness…
At least, there was still half a month until New Year’s Eve.
As long as he behaved well and was very obedient, when Fu Yicen settled the score later, would he… be punished a little less?
thanks for the chapter!
Thank you for the chapter. This is one of my favorite stories.
Rendong is just the cutest hamster.
General better take care of him well!
Thank you for the chapter. This is one of my favorite stories.
Rendong is just the cutest hamster.
General better take care of him well!
Thank you for the chapter. This is one of my favorite stories.
Rendong is just the cutest hamster.
General better take care of him well!
Oh boy…
Oof. Poor Rendong.
Nuuuuu the misunderstandings every single time…!! I just wish fu yicen would reassure dong’er more and actually let him know what he’s planning to do.. Protecting the poor boy without telling him anything isn’t the way to go!
Fu Yicen ohmygod can you be more mature and smart? Poor Rendong he needs hug and assurance!
I thought this was finish????
Ahhhhh
A misunderstanding!
Please update soon
Urgh i feel heartache
Sweetheart… this is why listening in to other people is wrong… poor baby