"You just left like that, and you didn't even say a word to Junlin?"
Shen Jiao patted Fu Youan's chest in displeasure. The carriage was driving on the flat ground and the curtains were lifted. It could be seen that it was not yet dawn outside.
Fu Youan held the person on his lap and used it as a human cushion, "I didn't say anything, I will know when he wakes up. You can sleep a little longer."
Tell Fu Junlin?
After telling him, could the two of them still leave so easily?
That little brat wants to compete with him all day long, but he doesn’t even care about him as a father!
Shen Jiao is indeed sleepy.
Being pampered by Fu You'an over the years, I have become quite lazy. I haven't gotten up so early for a long time. I slumped in Fu You'an's arms. When I woke up, it was already the end of the night.
"Where are you?"
When she woke up, the carriage had stopped and Fu Youan was gone.
Xing'er followed and snickered when she heard this, "The master took the trail and has not yet returned to the official road. The master said he would hunt for you some lunch in the forest."
"What a nonsense."
Shen Jiao said angrily.
In order to avoid the people sent by King's Landing to chase them, this guy really resorted to some unscrupulous tactics. Fortunately, she had predicted this and left a letter to King's Landing in advance.
Just as he was talking, he saw Fu Youan walking over carrying two skinned rabbits.
They traveled lightly and simply, except for the two of them, they only brought Xing'er, Degui and ten guards with them.
The two rabbits, Fu Youan, are naturally Shen Jiao.
"I'll bake a rabbit for you."
Fu Youan lifted up his robe and sat on the floor. The bright sunshine fell down, making him even more handsome.
A man in his forties is at his best, mature, handsome, steady, elegant... irresistible.
Shen Jiao got off the carriage, and Fu Youan asked Xing'er to place the cushion next to him, "My craftsmanship was still very good back then."
"Of course I believe you."
Shen Jiao looked at the rabbit and asked, "Where are the guards?"
"You're still hunting inside. There are so many people and so few prey."
Hearing this, Shen Jiao pinched him lightly and said, "Who told you not to follow the official path, but to take a detour and take a side road?"
"If King's Landing discovers our traces, we will have to send dozens of guards here, and a letter will be sent to you the next day urging you to go back. It will be very annoying."
Fu Youan didn't want to see his son who was robbing him.
Shen Jiao curled her lips and smiled helplessly, "He is only twenty this year. You and I are not around to watch. What if..."
"It's not like Qiao Chen is here."
Listening to his matter-of-fact tone, Shen Jiao mourned for Qiao Chen for a moment, and then put all these things aside.
Seeing this, Fu Youan turned over the branches on his hands, took out a bouquet of flowers that had just bloomed from his arms and handed them to Shen Jiao, "I saw this while hunting, do you like it?"
"How can I not like what you gave me?"
Shen Jiao brushed the bouquet with her fingertips. The bouquet was probably rubbed in Fu Youan's arms, and a few petals fell tremblingly to the ground.
Fu Youan looked at Shen Jiao's unpainted cheeks and her long hair held up by a hairpin, then picked the most beautiful one from the bouquet and inserted it into her hair.
"People are more delicate than flowers, but my Jiaojiao is still so beautiful." Fu Youan opened his mouth to praise.
"I have wrinkles."
"No way, I didn't see it."
Fu Youan smiled softly, "Even if there are wrinkles, my Jiaojiao is still the most beautiful in the world."
Shen Jiao poked his forehead lightly with her fingertips and glared at him angrily, "In the past few years since you have been the emperor, I think you have only practiced your words."
"That's not bad, at least it can make Jiaojiao happy."
When Degui and a group of guards came out of the woods, what they saw was the scene of the two of them laughing and having fun, and they were both a little envious.
It has been four years since Fu Youan and Shen Jiao left.
Fu Youan planned the route before leaving and had to take Shen Jiao to visit Beirong. However, before the journey was over, he hurried back to the palace because of a letter from Fu Junlin.
Fu Junlin is seriously ill.
Just when the two of them hurried back to the palace, they saw Fu Junlin angrily scolding the courtiers.
The two looked at each other.
Is this the state that a person who is seriously ill and cannot get out of bed and is about to die should be in?
Later, the two of them found out that Fu Junlin was pretending to be ill and deliberately deceived them into going back.
Fu Youan and Shen Jiao scolded Fu Junlin.
Fu Junlin pretended to be pitiful and said that he really missed his father, the emperor and his mother, but Shen Jiao followed his example and stayed in the palace for several months.
Fu You'an saw Fu Junlin and his little grandson occupying Shen Jiao, and his old face became darker and darker.
Finally, unable to bear it anymore, he took Shen Jiao away again, leaving the city overnight for fear of being stopped by Fu Junlin.
In this way, they often went out to play for a few years, and then returned to the palace to stay for a few months. When they were in their fifties or sixties and could no longer travel long distances, they stayed peacefully in the palace.
"I'm really old and I can't remember many things."
Fu Youan held Shen Jiao's hand. The veins on the back of his hand were prominent. He was lying on the bed sickly. His obscure eyes were rare and clear again.
He lay on the bed and continued in a hoarse voice, "But I remember clearly what happened between you and me. You always liked to coax me and tease me..."
"But I still love you so much~ Jiaojiao, I'm afraid I can't hold it anymore. I've been thinking lately, what will you do after I leave?"
Shen Jiao touched his eyebrows gently, they were no longer young, but in his eyes, she was still the same as when they first met, a delicate, lovable and lovable girl.
Fu Junlin frowned and called the imperial doctor beside him, but Fu Youan stopped him.
"My fate is over, so don't make it difficult for them."
Fu Youan coughed lightly, his eyes gradually became blurry again, "Junlin, I'm not here anymore, treat your mother well, she has a sweet temper, don't let anyone hit her..."
"Don't do stupid things."
Fu Youan held Shen Jiao's hand tightly, "If there is another life..."
Before the words were finished, the man had already given up.
Shen Jiao sat quietly by the bed, showing no emotion or joy. Fu Junlin's heart trembled when he saw this, "Mother, let the imperial doctor come."
"No need, he has already gone."
Shen Jiao raised her head slightly and looked at Fu Junlin, "You are very good. You'an and I are actually very proud of you. Now the oceans and rivers are clear and the world is at peace. You have done everything your father said in the past."
When Fu Junlin heard this, he was extremely uneasy and his voice was very urgent, "Mother, my father will not let you do stupid things!"
"What is a stupid thing?"
Shen Jiao stretched out her hand towards Fu Junlin, "You have grown up."
"Mother!"
Fu Junlin understood the implication of her words and knelt on the ground with red eyes, "I don't want to lose you at the same time as my father."
"But your father is so lonely. Junlin, I want to be selfish for a while."
Shen Jiao laughed and said, "Jun Lin, I really leave this world to you. Take care of yourself in the future. People are going to die eventually, so don't be sad."
Fu Junlin felt that Shen Jiao's hands were getting colder. He raised his eyes and saw a relaxed smile on her cheeks. After many years of working for him, she still cried bitterly.