Said that it was okay, someone set off in the afternoon and chose the water route. Naturally, his body could not handle riding a horse.

It's just the waterway... Fang Zhaowei didn't seem to be able to bear it. He rarely took a boat, but he just lay in bed less than half the first day on the boat and didn't dare to get up and move around again.

Fang Zhaowei was seasick and his face was pale. Zhao Xuan, a wounded man, couldn't help but forget that he was the owner of Mengyou Building. He only felt that the person in front of him needed care.

There is a direct boat ride from Jiangnan to the pier in Beijing, which takes three to four days, which is naturally a day or two slower than riding a horse.

It can be reached in one day and one night by hurrying to the capital. Even if there is a delay on the way, it can be reached in two days.

Taking a boat ride is different. It doesn't seem to take much effort. They only need to be responsible for sitting on the boat and watching the scenery during the whole journey.

In fact, Fang Zhaowei was so seasick that it would be nice to just sit on the boat for a while, let alone see the scenery.

For three days, Zhao Xuan stayed with Fang Zhaowei in the cabin, sometimes giving Fang Zhaowei decoction and acupuncture to detoxify, and sometimes the two of them played chess together.

This kind of slow, quiet time is very suitable for cultivating relationships.

Especially at night, Fang Zhaowei was paranoid and had different ideas from others. Zhao Xuan felt sorry for him and was afraid that he would get seasick, so he endured it and tried not to touch him.

But he didn't expect Fang Zhaowei to take the initiative to provoke Zhao Xuan at night, teasing people to the point where they couldn't stop. The final result was often as Fang Zhaowei wished.

The ship felt a little rocky to begin with, and coupled with the two of them tossing around in the cabin, all the guards on the ship were probably aware of their enthusiasm every night.

The only good thing is that the people who escorted them back to the capital were Fang Zhaowei's confidants, who should all be former members of Zhaoxue Tower. This meant that only his own people knew about it, and even if it was embarrassing, no one would leak it out.

Three days later, they arrived in the capital. The dozens of people who followed them skillfully put on various costumes, some pretending to be rich young men, some pretending to be weak scholars, and some even rough guys.

Anyway, dozens of people were like strangers on the same boat. When they got ashore, no one looked at each other. They got on the pier skillfully and dispersed.

Naturally, only Zhao Xuan was left by Fang Zhaowei's side, and others would not follow the two of them so blindly.

When Zhao Xuan saw how they dressed up, he knew that this was not the first time. No wonder the power of Mengyou Tower seemed to be spread all over the world, and there were people left behind from Zhaoxue Tower, which was once the number one building in the world.

Can this intelligence network be powerful?

Zhao Xuan and Fang Zhaowei both disguised themselves. After all, there was still a person pretending to be him living in Fang Mansion. Naturally, it was not possible to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion in a big way.

The two of them went all the way to the city and found an inn to stay. Until night, Zhao Xuan held Fang Zhaowei and walked indifferently on the eaves of the Prime Minister's Mansion. This was what he often did as Xuan Yi.

Now I am even more comfortable doing it. I followed my memory and found Fang Zhaowei's residence. He was lying inside. The sick man saw the arrival of the two of them and quickly got up from the bed.

"Landlord."

The man knelt on one knee in a respectful manner, and did not even dare to raise his head to peek at Fang Zhaowei and Zhao Xuan.

Without waiting for Fang Zhaowei to ask questions, he took the initiative to explain how many days Fang Zhaowei had been away, who he had met and what he had said while pretending.

This familiar operation process shows that this is not the first time that he pretends to be Fang Zhaowei and stays here. This process has become a habit.

Fang Zhaowei listened to everything indifferently, and after saying one sentence, the man immediately disappeared in front of the two of them without saying a word.

The two of them had just returned, and before they even had time to rest, they heard a knock on the door outside.

"Master, madam is here." The boy knocked on the door through a door.

Zhao Xuan glanced at Fang Zhaowei and skillfully jumped onto the beam to hide. As for Fang Zhaowei, he sat at the table with a volume of books and said unhurriedly, "Come in."

After receiving this instruction, the boy naturally opened the door without any scruples. Mrs. Fang came in, followed by her personal nanny, who held a bowl of medicine in her hand.

Zhao Xuan's eyelids twitched when he saw it, the person who came was not good.

Fang Zhaowei stood up very naturally and called Mrs. Fang, "Mother."

Mrs. Fang had a motherly expression, nodded, and took the medicine from Grandma, "I went to find a new doctor specifically for you today. This is the medicine he prescribed. You can try it. Maybe it will be useful after drinking it." .”

The bad premonition in Zhao Xuan's heart became stronger and stronger, and Mrs. Fang's words seemed more like saying that Da Lang had taken medicine.

"I have troubled my mother, but my son has given up. He can live as long as he can. I know my body is useless." Fang Zhaowei smiled lightly, and Feng Qingyun calmly refused.

Facing Fang Zhaowei's rejection, Mrs. Fang's eyes flashed with unhappiness unconsciously, but she did not show it directly on her face. She continued to persuade, "Try it first, and don't say anything like this again. There will be a way."

Zhao Xuan squatted on the beam and heard this, and secretly clicked his tongue in his heart. Not to mention that his acting skills were pretty good. If the whole truth hadn't been true, he might have been deceived by Mrs. Fang's earnest words of concern.

I am really unhappy, not because Fang Zhaowei gave up on himself, but because Fang Zhaowei refused to take medicine!

Fang Zhaowei still refused. In the past, he didn't care whether he drank one more bowl or one bowl less. He didn't care about life or death anyway.

Today is different from the past, he wants to live.

"Madam." Prime Minister Fang suddenly appeared, his steps were too eager, as if he was rushing to stop her.

Mrs. Fang glanced at the nervous Prime Minister Fang with a dark look, and said with a gentle smile, "Master, if you have anything else to do, can you wait until I finish watching Wei'er and finish drinking the medicine?"

Upon hearing this, Prime Minister Fang stared at the bowl of medicine with unpredictable eyes, "I have something urgent to tell you, please go out with me first."

Mrs. Fang's smile faded. Even if the nanny next to her winked at her repeatedly, she couldn't stop the cold look on her brows from becoming more obvious, "I don't want to go out."

"Changshou, your mother and I have something to talk about. You should go out for a walk first. Being bored in the house all day is not good for your health." Prime Minister Fang couldn't ask Mrs. Fang to leave, and he didn't want to arouse his son's suspicion, so he could only support her. Open son.

Fang Zhaowei glanced at the bowl of medicine without leaving any trace, and left the room very obediently.

He walked out of the house, and the nanny beside Mrs. Fang was also kicked out. The door was closed tightly. Accompanied by the servant, Fang Zhaowei could only go out for a walk...

There were not only Mrs. Fang and Prime Minister Fang in the room, but also Zhao Xuan squatting on the beam.

"What do you want to do with this bowl of medicine?" Prime Minister Fang suppressed his voice, but he still couldn't hide his anger, which showed how angry he was.

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