Spoiler History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 755: Ten Thousand Years of the Han Dynasty
Fu Shou's hands clearly felt that the heart beneath his palms was beating slightly faster.

So she simply put her ear against Liu Xie's back. Through the single piece of clothing, the heartbeat was clearer.

"Bohe is worried that the emperor's uncle will eventually rest here?"

Fu Shou could clearly hear the heartbeat getting faster, so she giggled.

There was no imperial palace in Yecheng, so when Cao Cao sent her and Bohe here from Xuchang, they were simply and hastily settled in the mansion of a former noble in Hebei.

After successfully capturing the city, the two moved into Cao Cao's former residence, which was naturally the most prestigious place in Yecheng. Every aspect was naturally very exquisite, just like this bedroom with floor heating that was as warm as summer.

Fu Shou's words were quite straightforward. She listened to the "boom boom" of her heartbeat, and finally Liu Xie whispered:

"I naturally believe in the character of my uncle."

The conversation stopped there, and since there was no one else here, Fu Shou asked directly:
"So you don't believe that the emperor's uncle's subordinates can be satisfied with this?"

The only answer she got was silence, but it also gave her a hint of an answer.

Fu Shou twisted her soft body gracefully and threw herself into Liu Xie's arms, her head resting on her husband's chin and her entire face pressed against Liu Xie's bare chest.

"Bohe is worried that the emperor's uncle has subordinates who want him to follow Cao Cao's example."

"But Bohe is confused. The emperor's uncle has always been feared by Cao Cao, and the emperor's uncle has never been Cao Cao."

"If you have any concerns, why not call the emperor's uncle directly? If you have any doubts, you can speak frankly."

"I..." Liu Xie wanted to say something, but Fu Shou pressed his index finger against his lips.

Then I heard my wife whisper:
"Bohe has always been smart, so he can think of my foolish opinion."

"But Bohe has always been hesitant and undecided. Is he afraid of disagreeing with the emperor's uncle?"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid." Fu Shou's voice was almost like a whisper, but it became more and more pleasant:
"The emperor's uncle is always the emperor's uncle, and Cao thief is always Cao thief. In the past, Cao thief relied on Bohe to steal the power of the world, and Bohe could do nothing about it."

"Now that the emperor's uncle has regained power, even if he is suspected of manipulating the country, we are all descendants of the Liu family after all. What does Bohe have to fear?"

"No matter what, the previous owner of this place will never come back."

Her hand groped upwards, sliding up along Liu Xie's cheek, and Fu Shou immediately smiled slightly:
"Why is Bohe crying again?"

Fu Shou knew this emperor who was not worthy of the title too well. Living under someone else's roof, being a puppet of others, compromising with bandits, and making peace with villains and flatterers - these were all the experiences of this emperor.

She had heard the emperor sobbing and apologizing to Emperor Shizu and Emperor Gao at night, and she had also heard his frightened voice praying for Emperor Xiaowu's protection.

It can be said that if this emperor had acted with even a little bit of force, he and she would probably not have ended up like this.

He is cowardly, but he sticks to the bottom line of the emperor. Although he has no choice but to surrender to the jackals, he will not go along with them.

He stood up. To this day, Fu Shou could not tell clearly whether it was because of the exhaustion caused by the effects of the Ma Fei San or the fear that caused her husband to ask for her help in killing Xu Chu that day.

Fu Shou also understood more clearly that Liu Xie was not so much suspicious of Uncle Liu's brave generals and advisers as he was suspicious of the imperial power that was returned to him by Uncle Liu.

This power was certainly tempting, but in just less than thirty years, it forced Liu Xie, who should have lived a carefree life, to become a lonely man in the true sense of the word.

This emperor, who was helped to the throne by traitors, is now afraid of the power that should belong to him.

If it were a peaceful time, Fu Shou knew that she should encourage her husband to defend this ominous authority and draw glory from it to send to her mother's family. But thinking back to the time before the capture of the city, when the country was not a country, the family was not a family, and the people were not people, she also felt tired.

"Don't cry, don't cry, Bohe, don't cry."

"If you don't like it, then don't take it. Even if you become a farmer, I will never leave you."

"Since the emperor's uncle can support a crumbling edifice, why can't he support Bohe's own world?"

She finally heard the heart in her chest gradually calm down.

After wiping away the tears of this man who did not look like the emperor, Fu Shou took that all-too-familiar head into his arms and sat down on the bed behind him.

"Bohe, it's late..."

What Fu Shou didn't expect was that the celebration of this so-called Little New Year was quite grand.

Early in the morning, she heard from the maid that the emperor's uncle led a large number of strong soldiers, brought food and coal cakes, and went to comfort the widows, orphans and the homeless in Yecheng early in the morning.

"And..." The maid hesitated, raising her eyes slightly and carefully looking at the emperor beside the queen:
"Moreover, Liu Huangshu also told those widows and widowers that after the New Year, he would build a Tianfuyuan in Yecheng, so that the rich families could use their meager talents to support those who have no one to rely on in their old age. This way, the elderly would have someone to rely on, and the rich families could accumulate more blessings."

Fu Shou seemed to be thinking about something, while Liu Xie put on a relaxed smile: "Good!"

The maid's face stiffened a little, and Fu Shou suddenly became a lot happier.

The New Year's Eve banquet was held in the government office in Yecheng. The hall was quite spacious. The accumulated snow was swept away and piled up to be molded into the shapes of various auspicious beasts. Dozens of heaters were placed in the house, making it feel like midsummer.

There are green vegetables that look like they have just been picked, canned fruits and vegetables that have been heated and have a sweet taste, and most importantly, various meats sprinkled with spices.

In terms of luxury, Liu Xie sincerely felt that it was not even as good as the banquet hosted by Cao Pi and Cao Zhi that he had been forced to attend in Yecheng. After all, the food here was a little more exotic, but in terms of gold, jade, and brocade decorations, there was almost nothing to be seen.

Moreover, the people coming and going did not particularly observe complicated etiquette. Instead, they clearly had a military aura about them. However, after being embellished with some simple etiquette, this aura did not make him disgusted or afraid.

Liu Bei took the initiative to greet him: "Your Majesty."

Liu Xie also had a sincere smile on his face: "Uncle."

After a brief greeting, the brave generals and capable ministers came over one by one to pay their respects. Finally, seeing that the young officials and lieutenants were also about to come over, Liu Xie simply waved his hand and said, "Just follow what the emperor's uncle said before. Don't mind it."

So Liu Bei came personally and sent Liu Xie and Fu Shou to the inner hall.

Fu Shou heard it clearly. As the two left, the atmosphere outside suddenly became much more lively. But it was the same here too - Liu Xie had already sat cross-legged on the couch in a very ungraceful manner, and began to pick and choose the food and drinks in front of him, choosing the ones he liked.

Fu Shou suddenly became curious: "Bohe went to visit the emperor's uncle yesterday..."

Liu Xie nodded, stuffed four or five fruits in his mouth and said nonchalantly:

"My uncle said that he would take care of everything, so I don't have to worry. It's just a pity that my uncle didn't allow me to go back and be the King of Bohai..."

At this time, the atmosphere outside was even more heated, and Fu Shou clearly heard a toast: "Long live the Han Dynasty!"

Liu Xie also raised his glass and shouted through the door:
"The great man has lived for ten thousand years!"

There was a sense of lightness in the conversation, so Fu Shou also laughed and drank the wine.

(End of this chapter)