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Chapter 132 Fusu fainted

Mrs. Chu's illness is getting better day by day.

The palace gradually returned to calm.

Fusu, who was finally relieved, also started to walk around Xianyang frequently.

He reported his safety to Mr. Changping according to his mother's wishes, but he came back after a short stay.

After that, they ran on both sides of Ningyang Palace and Xuanxi Front Hall of the Great King.

Ying Zheng has also relaxed in the past few days.

He was originally quite surprised that he could not find the person who poisoned him. There is no place in Xianyang Palace that he can't control.

After learning that it was Chu himself who ate it by mistake, all the mysteries were solved.

Although he was relieved, the defense in Xianyang Palace was silently strengthened.

"Father, everything is fine with mother now."

"When will my son set off for Shangjun again?"

In the evening, Fusu came to the front hall to greet Yingzheng as usual.

"You really want to go back, you don't want to stay in Xianyang forever."

It was rare for Ying Zheng not to be reading the memorial, but just sitting at the table drinking tea quietly.

"I don't dare. If my father needs my son to stay in Xianyang, I should stay here."

Fusu sat beside him and said respectfully.

"Okay, if the widow asks you, just say something."

This kid Fusu is really overly respectful sometimes.

The conversation between father and son was always made rigid by him.

Silently interject, this should not be Fusu's fault, it should be that Ying Zheng speaks more bluntly, right?
"Yes, Erchen knows."

Fu Su paused for a moment and said.

"It's not that I don't want to stay in Xianyang. Xianyang has a father and a lot of relatives. I have the most sense of belonging here."

"However, during this time in Shangjun, Erchen felt very relaxed. I didn't have to be stared at in everything. I also learned a lot in Shangjun. Sometimes I felt that I could also decide something and felt needed. .”

"Father, do you know what Lord Zhao said to my minister before? She told me that being myself is more important than anything else, and that in Shangjun, my minister can be happy to be himself."

"Although this kind of happiness may be short-lived, Erchen also wants to feel it well in a short time."

Fusu lowered his head and said softly, this was the first time he spoke to his father alone.

Although he was also worried that his father would scold him, it was more easy to say it.

Ying Zheng looked straight at the son, and after a while, he reached out and touched Fusu's head.

"You still have time to be yourself."

Ying Zheng was not good at touching people like this. The hand he put on Fusu's head was very stiff, and he quickly retracted it, but Fusu felt happier than ever.

This was the first time the royal father touched his head.

"Cough cough, I heard Zhao Jun said that you also went to the Northland with Meng Tian, ​​right? How is it going over there?"

Ying Zheng coughed twice, and quickly changed the subject.

He glanced at him and saw that Fusu had been looking at him with that touching eyes, he couldn't stand it.

If Jun Zhao were here, he would probably say so.

Don't do anything with Ying Zheng, he is allergic to romance.

When Fusu heard that Ying Zheng actually asked about his daily life, he was very happy and told him everything he had experienced in Beidi in detail.

"She also made the skewers by herself, and then went to set up a stall?"

After listening, Ying Zheng asked a question.

This guy is really, even if he is outside, he doesn't forget to study what to eat.

Ying Zheng thought silently, since she came here, she doesn't know how much food she has cooked up.

"That's right, father, the skewers that Mr. Zhao baked are really delicious. I have never eaten such delicious skewers before."

Fusu showed a childlike smile and said sincerely.

Skewers?

It's so delicious, I haven't eaten it yet.

"Ahem, it's really that delicious, okay, let the widow tell Zhao Jun later, let her make it again in the palace."

"Really, that's great."

Fusu was very happy.

He felt that after he had finished talking to his father just now, his father seemed to be getting closer to him.

Not long after that, Zhao Jun received a notice that Fusu wanted to eat skewers.

No, this summer, outdoor skewers?
If you want to die of heat, let me just say so!
Although complaining is just complaining, but Fusu wants to eat, and the king has also sent a message, so let's do it.

She asked someone to bring news to Ying Zheng, so make preparations first, let's do it the night after tomorrow.

Fortunately, it rained the next day, and the temperature dropped a lot by the evening of the third day.

Otherwise, Zhao Jun was afraid that he would really suffer from heat stroke.

The ingredients were almost ready, so Ying Zheng and Fu Su walked over slowly.

"Master Zhao, I didn't expect to see you again so soon. I thought I had to wait until the Chinese New Year."

Fusu walked in with a smile and spoke to her.

Zhao Jun looked at Fusu, why did she think that Fusu was very lively today.

"Eldest Young Master looks good recently."

Zhao Jun also laughed and joked.

Ying Zheng sat on the side and watched their interaction quietly.

When all the people arrived, Zhao Jun began to get busy.

Fortunately, there were not too many people, and with the help of Qingliu, Zhao Jun made a quick decision and quickly baked a large batch.

"Fusu, try it, don't you want to eat it, and see if it tastes different from the one in the Northland."

Zhao Jun put the grilled skewers he just brought up in front of Fusu's eyes.

"I want to eat?"

Fusu was puzzled.

Could it be that my father thought I wanted to eat it when he heard my praise for the skewers, so he specially told Mr. Zhao to make them for me.

Father Wang is so kind.

"Yes, I want to eat."

Fusu quickly picked up the skewers on the table.

"Be careful of the heat."

It's too late for Jun Zhao to stop it.

I didn't realize that Fusu wanted to eat skewers so much.

Ying Zheng slowly picked up the skewers, and glanced at Fu Su lightly.

After that, he didn't say anything, and silently tasted it by himself.

It tastes good, with the peppery flavor he likes.

Ying Zheng nodded. His love for grilled skewers jumped to second only to hot pot.

Fusu also ate heartily.

What he ate was Zhao Jun's skewers.

No, it's not.

What he ate was his father's hidden love for him.

Ying Zheng turned his head quietly.

What's wrong with Fusu, why do you keep looking at him with that adoring look?
Isn't he usually the most introverted? I'm not used to it.

Zhao Jun silently observed the small movements between the father and son without speaking.

Zhao Jun was already full, she sat idly and watched the two men opposite continue to eat.

Sure enough, although Fusu is not very old, men eat more than she does.

Zhao Junzheng's eyes were blank, and his mind wandered wildly.

at this time.

Fusu, who was sitting opposite her, suddenly fell down.

Everyone present did not expect it.

Fusu suddenly fainted on the ground, and the skewer in his hand fell to the ground.

Zhao Jun's eyes widened and he didn't react for a while.

It was Yingzheng who reacted quickly, and a few seconds later he hurriedly helped Fusu up on the ground.

"Doctor, call the doctor here!"

Ying Zheng yelled at the servants next to him.

Zhao Jun has never seen him so anxious.

(End of this chapter)