Bai Yueguang, the stand-in for Prince Sick Jiao

Chapter 60
Fu Mingjue was not interested in Tang, so he stretched out his hand to pull her over, held her hand, and said, "Does it still hurt?"

Ling Youyao was not used to him being so close, she curled into his arms and shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

This time I didn't lie. After applying the medicine last time, I felt much better the next day. After a few days of hard work, I'm already fully recovered.

"Just here to deliver soup today?" Fu Mingjue held her slender wrist, as if it could be broken with just a little force.

Ling Youyao nodded silently.

Fu Mingjue didn't believe it, he stroked the tendons on the inside of her wrist with his fingers, and suddenly laughed: "Why is your heart beating so fast?"

"I didn't." Ling Youyao turned her head stubbornly.

Fu Mingjue smiled lowly, and moved a little closer, with an imperceptible hint of desire in his hoarse voice: "Lie."

The tip of her nose was lingering with a faint scent of rosin, Ling Youyao bumped into his smiling eyebrows, she couldn't help blushing, she cursed in her heart that she was worthless, and at the same time had to be defeated by Fu Mingjue.

Fu Mingjue pressed on her wrist, feeling her heart beat faster, and said with a smile: "There are too many lies in this world, only your heartbeat can't lie."

"So, what's your reason for staying behind closed doors these days?"

Ling Youyao met his scrutinizing gaze, and suddenly felt unsure, and said without confidence: "It's nothing, I just don't want to go out."

"There are two more chances." Fu Mingjue's tone was flat, but there was a hint of threat in his eyes.

Ling Youyao frowned, and tried to pull out her hand, but he grabbed it even tighter. It seemed that she wouldn't be able to get out today if she didn't say anything.

"I burned my sister's copybook."

Mentioning Ling Qingwei, Fu Mingjue's eyes flashed with strangeness, he didn't ask any more questions, and just said lightly: "It's good to burn it."

Seeing him like this, Ling Youyao felt depressed.

I don't know when, she also learned to care about Fu Mingjue's words and deeds, just a look can affect her mood, is this good or bad?

Fu Mingjue pressed on her wrist, the delicate touch under his fingertips made him linger, but after staying for a while, he withdrew his hand.

"If you want to learn, I will teach you."

"Huh?" His inexplicable words made Ling Youyao unable to react.

Fu Mingjue stuffed the brush into her hand, wrapped her small hand with his big palm, and started writing on the open document.

Ling Youyao struggled twice, and resisted: "My lord, this is an official document, so it cannot be used to practice calligraphy."

"Don't move." Fu Mingjue whispered close to her ear, with an intimate and seductive tone.

Ling Youyao seemed to have noticed something, and she didn't move anymore, she sat in his arms obediently, and let him hold her hand to approve the official documents.Fu Mingjue deliberately slowed down and wrote stroke by stroke.

He seemed to be teaching her seriously.
After finishing writing, Fu Mingjue said, "Bring that book over here."

Ling Youyao took out the booklet at hand, saw that Suizhou was hit by a disaster, and heard the wind outside, so she couldn't help asking: "Was Suizhou hit by a windstorm?"

"Well," Fu Mingjue explained, "Suizhou is affected by hurricanes every year, but this year's situation is more serious."

Ling Youyao responded casually, Suizhou was hit by a disaster, and the court would definitely send officials to relieve the disaster, as for whom to send, it was not her concern.

Seeing that she didn't ask any more questions, Fu Mingjue said something interesting: "From Huaizhou to the capital, Suizhou is the only way to go. Now that Suizhou is hit by a disaster, the wharf is out of service, and many cargo ships are trapped in Suizhou. Of course, many people were forced to stay in Suizhou City."

Entering Beijing from Huaizhou must pass through Suizhou.At this time, who came from Huaizhou and wanted to go to the capital?
Something flashed into Ling Youyao's mind suddenly, she looked up at him, and asked tentatively, "Is my cousin also in Suizhou?"

"Yes," Fu Mingjue affirmed generously, "A few days ago, she boarded a boat to Suizhou, but she was cheated by the unscrupulous boatman for 100 taels. After entering Suizhou city, she spent all her money in just one day. , and now it is probably at the point of no return."

Ling Youyao frowned slightly, and said: "My lord, the black-hearted boatman is not yours, is it?"

It looked like he could do it.

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Fu Mingjue pinched her angrily: "I don't even bother to send people all the way to deal with an insignificant person."

Ling Youyao took a deep breath, covered her waist, and said, "Whose person could it be?"

"do not know."

Ling Youyao didn't believe it, he knew everything about Lingling's experience, how could he not know who prevented Lingling from going to Beijing?
And the truth is—

Fu Mingjue did find out that someone was blocking him secretly, but the clues were cut off in Qingzhou.No matter what reason that person prevented Ling Ling from going to Beijing, it would not do him any harm.As for who that person was, he wasn't interested.

On the contrary, he was looking forward to what would happen after Ling Ling entered Beijing.

However, at present, it seems that it will be difficult for Lingling to go to Beijing.
The bustling street in the past finally fell silent today. Occasionally, a few pedestrians passed by on the street, and the vendors closed their stalls early. The business of the busiest teahouse on weekdays was also quite deserted today.

In the private room on the second floor——

The autumn wind came in through the window with a chill, and Ling Qingyan couldn't help but sneezed: "The weather in the capital has changed, and the situation in Suizhou is probably even worse."

He looked back at the young man opposite, and asked, "Shen Chao, are you really going to Suizhou?"

Holding hot tea, Shen Xuhuai said, "Well, after all, they are going to send people to Suizhou for disaster relief. Wouldn't it be better for me to go?"

"Leave this kind of thing to them. What are you going to do?" Ling Qingyan said, "Disaster relief is not a good thing. Others will avoid it, but you are rushing to ask for an order. I really don't understand."

Suizhou was hit by a hurricane, the houses were severely damaged, and hundreds of people were killed or injured. His Majesty asked the Ministry of Households to allocate money, but it became a problem who to send.

Not to mention the long journey to Suizhou, when you arrive in the county, you have to deal with the refugees and reorganize the houses. The things are trivial, and if you don't handle them well, you will get all over your body. Most people don't want to go.

But Shen Xuhuai was willing to go to Hushan.

His tone was brisk: "It's interesting to do what everyone avoids."

"Obviously he has a title, but he chose to become an official, and he became a good official for the country and the people." Ling Qingyan smiled, "My son, how do you let others live like this?"

Shen Xuhuai said leisurely: "If you want to go, I can give you this opportunity."

"Forget it, forget it," Ling Qingyan waved his hands again and again, "You'd better go by yourself, today's Suizhou can't raise delicate flowers"

I'm afraid Jiaohua will be destroyed in that kind of place, let alone a flower that wants to fly to a high branch?
Shen Xuhuai sipped his tea with his head bowed, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up where no one could see.

This time I went to Suizhou, disaster relief was only one of them, and the other was to find someone.

(End of this chapter)