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Chapter 797 I Won’t Save You This Time (4)

After hearing this, Fu Shun immediately showed a gloomy expression on his face, which was completely in line with Liang Song's empathy. Who would have thought that he had already known the news of Xiao Qiluo's death when he was in Luocheng!

What I said just now was just to comfort Liang Song.

After all, in this palace, only Fushun can accompany the emperor to "reminisce the past"!

This is his advantage that no one can replace.

At this moment, Chang Xi, who came in with ginseng tea, happened to see this scene. He was stunned for a moment, then bowed respectfully. Before he could put down the tea tray, the thing in his hand was taken over by Fu Shun as a matter of course.

Fu Shun ignored Chang Xi's slightly ugly expression and offered the teacup in his hand to Liang Song: "Your Majesty, please have some tea."

Liang Song responded as if he hadn't seen Chang Xi, "Yeah!"

He took a sip of the warm tea and felt that it was more to his liking than the one Chang Xi brought him: "Fushun, you still understand me the best!"

"Your Majesty, thank you for your compliment. I just understand your habits!" Fushun smiled modestly.

No one present noticed that the thumb of his left hand, hidden by his sleeve, had an abnormal light green color.

In fact, there is nothing different about this ginseng tea. The real reason for the different taste is that Fushun added a kind of powder to the tea when he just served the tea.

This powder is nothing else but the seeds of a plant that Xiao Qiluo had planted before, which has the effect of calming the mind.

The stamens of this plant are also an important source of its rich fragrance.

But of course Fushun would not tell this to anyone, as this was the biggest guarantee for his smooth sailing in the palace.

After hearing what the emperor said, Chang Xi's face became even uglier. He thought he had squeezed into this circle, but he didn't expect that he would be kicked out before he even had a firm foothold.

The most important thing is that Master Fushun, who was willing to help him before, now just wants to get rid of him.

When Fushun caught a glimpse of Changxi's expression, he still had a faint smile on his face, and it seemed that there was no difference, but Changxi couldn't help but tremble.

"What's wrong with Chang Xi?" Fu Shun used this action to express his "concern". "If you are not feeling well, you can take a few days off to rest. Don't bring your illness into the Purple Palace."

At this point, he also looked worried and said: "Your Majesty is worth a lot of money, you still have to pay more attention!"

Behind the seeming concern, there is a hidden secret - intending to harm the dragon's body is a capital crime.

Liang Song glanced at Fu Shun. Although he felt that the reason was a bit far-fetched, he couldn't bear to disappoint Fu Shun for a useless eunuch.

"Chang Xi, you go down first! Don't come to serve in the palace in the future. Go down and learn the rules first!" Liang Song's words cut off Chang Xi's way to climb up.

In this palace, if you are disliked by the emperor, you may not even be able to save your life.

But even though he was in despair, all Chang Xi could do was to say respectfully, "Yes!"

Afterwards, he left the Purple Palace.

Looking at the other person's back as he left, Fushun curled the corners of his mouth and rubbed his left thumb on his sleeve, basically eliminating the light green marks.

Oh! These things must not be known to others, otherwise if they are learned, he will suffer a lot - another day to thank Concubine Xiao!

Afterwards, Fu Shun continued to accompany Liang Song in reviewing memorials, and occasionally poured him some tea or something.

Seeing that he had a headache, Fushun would light some incense to calm his mind.

"Use it sparingly!" Liang Song reminded Fushun when he saw him grab the spice box, "I can still bear this little pain."

"Your Majesty, you are the ruler of a country, why do you need to be so concise?" Fu Shun began to praise Liang Song in a subtle way again, "You have already achieved the status of serving the world by yourself, and a few spices can only relieve your headache, so don't save them.

Otherwise, Concubine Xiao would be distressed. Wasn't it for you to feel less pain that she searched for this plant? You can't let her down just because she's gone!"

At this point, Fu Shun started a new round of "reminiscing about the past".

Many years ago, Xiao Qiluo was always able to get some flowers and plants that they had never had.

Those plants may not have much ornamental value, but they have medicinal value.

For example, it can treat colds and external injuries, but the most useless thing at that time was apricot grass, which can soothe emotions.

Who would have thought that the thing that was the least valuable at the beginning would now become the most precious.

At this point, Liang Song couldn't help but sigh and said, "Your Majesty, don't worry, the Queen has a backup plan."

Perhaps because she "knew" that she would not be able to come back this time, Xiao Qiluo told Fu Shun the place where apricot grass was planted before leaving the palace.

However, this backup plan came a little late. It was only after he returned to Beijing that the personal nanny told Fu Shun about it.

After hearing these words, Liang Song put down the teacup and said, "Where is that nanny now? I want to see her. I want to know if A Luo has left any other words."

Fu Shun said in embarrassment: "After the matter was explained, the nanny hit her head against a pillar and died."

"Forgotten?" Liang Song was a little stunned, and finally said only one sentence, "They are all dead!"

Fu Shun's heart tightened, but his face remained calm. He just kept persuading: "Your Majesty, you are worrying too much. That nanny was a loyal servant. After the master died, she chose to die with the master. It has nothing to do with other things."

"Yes!" Liang Song shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Maybe... But I always feel that the palace is a little too lonely without A Luo! However, being alone may be my fate."

Fu Shun lowered his head, hiding the complex emotions in his eyes, and said, "The Imperial Concubine was the most considerate of Your Majesty when she was alive. How could she blame you? If she is still alive, she would definitely hope that Your Majesty would take care of your health and not be too sad."

Liang Song seemed not to have heard this, but walked to the window and asked in a low voice: "Fushun, do you think...A Luo in heaven will blame me?"

How could Fushun dare to answer this? He just knelt down and said nothing more.

Liang Song looked back at Fu Shun, reached out his hand to help him up, and said with a hint of fatigue: "Get up. There is no need to do this. I just want to tell you a few sincere words. It doesn't matter if you don't answer."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will always be by your side." Fu Shun said this with a firm tone without any hesitation.

Liang Song did not say anything, but returned to his desk to continue reviewing memorials.

It was not until late at night, when Fu Shun had helped Liang Song to sleep and left the bedroom, that he had some time alone.

In fact, when he was with Liang Song before, his clothes were soaked with cold sweat several times.

Even though he has been with the other person for many years, sometimes Fushun still feels that this master is too gloomy.

When he reached the door of his room and was about to push it open, Fushun saw the faint candlelight inside - the person who was asking for apology had arrived!

"Look! Why are you here here so late instead of sleeping?" Fushun walked in and glanced at Chang Xi who had been kneeling for an unknown period of time.