After being reborn, being alone as a queen

In the evening, Xie Jin immediately put on a purple robe after taking a bath in Siyinge, the belt was loose and loose, and the smooth satin fabric seemed to have silver light flowing on the clothes.

The weather is already hot, and I feel like I can't breathe when I wear a liner, and it's stuffy and hot.

Zhao Xiaogui said: "Young Master, shall we go back to Piandian or not?"

"Go to Chaoyang Palace."

"Yes."

Zhao Xiaogui was slightly startled, and immediately turned around.

it's late

In Chaoyang Hall, the lights and shadows are wrong, and the door of the hall is closed.

The little eunuch guarding the door seemed to have received some kind of order, so he didn't react to his appearance, and didn't even look at him.

Xie Jin pushed open the palace door

Sure enough, Mu Xiu was still sitting behind the dragon case reviewing the policy issues during the day, with his black hair loose behind him and bright yellow pajamas.

Zhao Chengde was standing beside him, rubbing ink for him, when he saw Xie Jin coming in, he saluted and said, "Young Master."

Xie Jin walked to Zhao Chengde's side: "Elder-in-law is getting old, I'm afraid the soreness of this hand is unbearable after too long, go and rest, let me do it."

Zhao Chengde secretly sighed at his observation ability, and joked: "The old slave is still a few years away."

The pen in Mu Xiu's hand stopped, and he looked over: "Go and rest, is there any serious problem?"

Zhao Chengde hurriedly waved his hands: "Your Majesty, don't worry about the old slave, it's an old problem, and he fell behind before."

Mu Xiu nodded: "I feel uncomfortable and go to the Tai Hospital to see Chen Qing."

Zhao Chengde didn't want to bother the two of them anymore, so he withdrew.

Mu Xiu raised his eyes to look at Xie Jin, a cold light flashed in his deep pupils, and said coldly, "Put on your clothes well."

Xie Jin looked down and saw that the belt was already tied loosely, but as he walked, the collar on his chest was opened a little, revealing his thin chest.

"They're all men, what's wrong with showing your chest?"

Even though he said so, he still tugged at the open neckline with his hands.

Mu Xiu pursed his lips, stopped looking at him, and said, "You'd better always remember this sentence."

In the hot weather, Xie Jin felt a chill on his neck for no reason.

Mu Xiu knocked on the desk with his hands: "Grind ink."

Xie Jin raised his eyebrows and didn't care.

The soldiers came to block the water and cover them with soil, and the left side was just kissed a few more times.

He lowered his eyes and began to rub the ink. In the silent hall, there were only the rustling sound of the brush on the paper and the regular sound of rubbing the ink.

Xie Jinmo didn't wear it for long, but was attracted by Mu Xiu's long hair scattered behind him.

He held a handful of satin-like black hair with his hand, and then let go of his hand, allowing the hair to slip from between his five fingers, feeling like water.

Whether it is men or women, hair is a very private thing.

Legend has it that when a man and a woman fall in love, as long as they cut a strand of their hair and mix it together in the same red kit, the two will love and know each other forever.

Just like the hair in the bag, yours is mine, mine is yours, lingering forever, inseparable from each other.

He played with it, but Mu Xiu didn't say anything.

I wonder if putting the hair of two men will have the same effect?

Xie Jin was startled by the sudden thought that popped up in his mind.

Mu Xiu said, "What are you thinking?"

Xie Jin let go, and said: "I was just thinking, is there any talent in the Taixue that His Majesty likes?"

Mu Xiu nodded lightly: "There are a few malleable talents, with a heart and ambition, and a chest with gaps."

Xie Jin reminded: "The most important thing is to know the basics. It is best to come from a poor family. If you are from a wealthy family, you have to think more about it."

Mu Xiu looked up at him for a while, put down the pen in his hand, grabbed Xie Jin's hand, and walked towards the dragon couch.

Xie Jin was stunned, as if his heart was burned by the temperature of Mu Xiu's hand, he was passively dragged to the bed, and said: "Your Majesty???"

I don't know if it's because of a different body, but now there is such a big reaction to this person's touch.

Mu Xiu didn't answer, but with a slight force on his hands, he pushed Xie Jin, who was not yet a weak crown, onto the bed.

Xie Jin's clothes were opened wider, and he said helplessly, "Your Majesty, what are you doing?"

Mu Xiu cherished his words like gold: "It's getting late, go to bed."

Xie Jin breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't know why he was nervous, and said with a smile: "The side hall is not far away, I'll just go back to sleep."

Not only did Mu Xiu not get out of the way, but he also sat down on the outside of the bed, watching him quietly.

Xie Jin: "..."

Although he didn't speak, he obviously answered with actions.

Xie Jin couldn't step over the dignified emperor, so he could only bite the bullet and keep smiling.

Mu Xiu lay down, put his hands behind his head, and said lightly: "Didn't you say that? They are all men, so what are you afraid of sleeping in the same bed?"

Xie Jin choked: "...Is that what I said?"

Didn't expect His Majesty to be here waiting for him

Mu Xiu raised an eyebrow, knowingly asked: "Isn't it?"

Bad taste!

Xie Jin had no choice but to open the bright yellow brocade quilt folded inside, and lightly covered the two of them. The ambergris on the quilt was much stronger than Mu Xiu's.

Mu Xiu has been lying on his back, wondering if he fell asleep.

Xie Jin turned his face to the bed, unable to fall asleep no matter what.

It was so quiet outside the hall that not a single sound of the wind could be heard.

Not long after, a rush of footsteps sounded in the corridor outside the door

Xie Jin immediately sat up

Looking down, Mu Xiu was not asleep, and was looking at him: "Can't sleep?"

Xie Jin said: "Someone is here."

Mu Xiu sat up slowly, and said lightly, "I heard you."

The next second, Zhao Xiaogui's voice sounded outside the door: "Your Majesty, Young Master, have you rested yet? The servant has something urgent to report."

Mu Xiu said, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Xiaogui could not conceal the joy in his voice, and said: "The good news came from the Zhongyong Hou's residence just now, saying that the wife of the Hou's mansion was temporarily found to be pregnant for a few months. Let’s go to the mansion to find a name for the unborn Third Young Master.”

"I know."

Mu Xiu and Xie Jin looked at each other, both of them were really surprised, never thought that after more than 20 years, the Hou Mansion would have three sons.

It seems that Xie Rongshan also attaches great importance to it, otherwise he would not have sent someone into the palace so late.

Zhao Xiaogui got a response, so he hurried back to reply.

Xie Jin smiled and said: "This is thank you, Old Hou Ye, you are really a blessed person."

Mu Xiu frowned and said, "In a few days, Beiyan's marriage team will arrive. When do you want to go back?"

"Tomorrow." Xie Jin said

Mu Xiu nodded: "Forget it, let's rest."

After speaking, he wanted to lie down, Xie Jin grabbed his arm: "Wait, I need your Majesty to do me a favor."

Mu Xiu: "What's the matter?"

Xie Jin pointed to the location of the desk and said, "Tell me over there."

Mu Xiu did as he wished, lifted the quilt and got up

Xie Jin also quickly jumped out of bed

Mu Xiu walked to the desk: "What kind of business must I help overnight?"

Xie Jin just said the purpose

"No, the emperor will help me to choose the name of my third younger brother?"

Mu Xiu looked at him: "You took Fuyu's words, why did you ask me to take them this time?"

Xie Jin smiled lightly: "The emperor just needs to say whether he will help or not."

Mu Xiu saw him trying his best to show off, and said helplessly, "Help."

Xie Jin quickly helped him spread out a piece of rice paper, set up the paperweight, and picked out a brush of moderate thickness dipped in ink and handed it over, "Think about it."

Mu Xiu thought about it carefully.

Immediately, he picked up a pen and wrote the word "Xun" on the rice paper.

Xie Jin applauded and said: "Good words! You are indeed Your Majesty! But why is it called Xun?"

Mu Xiudao: "Although he was born in a prince's family, I hope he can grow up safely and happily like a child in an ordinary family, do what he wants to do, and become the person he wants to be."

staring at the paper

Xie Jin was stunned for a moment.

If such a king has children, he must be a loving father, right?

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Xiu looked at the words on the paper again: "What's wrong? Don't you like it?"

Xie Jin just came back to his senses: "How could it be possible to be named by the current emperor himself, with such dedication, I didn't want to tell my father the truth, but now I'm afraid I can't."

Mu Xiu looked at him with doubts on his face: "What do you mean by that?"

Xie Jin shook his head, slipped to the side and sat on the Arhat couch, and lazily said: "It's okay, but Your Majesty, this name has been taken, or else this word should be taken together too? To prevent me from hurting you again after more than ten years Brain."

Mu Xiu looked quite helpless: "You still have the same temperament as before."

After a while, he said: "The word is called brocade book. There is a poem that says: crows and magpies carry love, and swan geese send brocade books."

Xie Jin leaned on the backrest, looked up at the moonlight outside the empty window behind him, and pondered: "Xie Jinshu? Elegant yet elegant, a good name, that's all."

Mu Xiu put down his pen and stared at him: "As long as you like it."

No one saw the endless affection in his eyes.

......

The next day, Xie Jin returned to the Hou Mansion with the emperor's imperial decree

Xie Chi, who was ordered to suppress the bandits, also rushed back. Because the bandits were calmed down properly, Mu Xiu rewarded him with a lot of gold, silver and jewels.

Mrs. Hou Fu suddenly became pregnant, she was overjoyed

She thought that her eldest son was away from home under the emperor's order, and she didn't know when he would be able to come back, and he might be in danger.

It would be great if the second son could come back and get a word

I never thought that both of them would rush back and bring the emperor's imperial decree and reward.

Xie Rongshan was so happy that if it wasn't for Zhao Chengde's support, he might have knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times.

The Hou Mansion ushered in Duoxilinmen

The other officials who also lived on Tongque Street were worried.

Helpless, as an official in the same dynasty, you still have to do a good job of superficial skills.

Hou Ye was happy to have three sons, and they had to bear the pain to part with each other and give gifts, and suddenly a cloud was over their heads.

Xie Rongshan knelt in front of the flower hall:

"I would like to thank Your Majesty for your great kindness, I really can't repay you!"

"Your Majesty really doesn't need to be like this. The son of the world has done a lot to put down the bandits. The second son is now serving as the minister of the Ministry of Rites and serving the court. You deserve it. If you do this, you are an old slave. Don't kneel on the happy day." , get up quickly."

Zhao Chengde held his arm, afraid that he would gnaw his head again, it was so loud that it hurt to hear it.

Only then did Xie Rongshan stand up slowly: "The humble minister will be disrespectful."

Zhao Chengde nodded with a smile, and with a flick of his whisk, the palace servants behind him moved box after box of rewards into the flower hall.

Mrs. Hou Fu was supported by the servant girl and sat down beside her.

Xie Rongshan was terrified: "Ma'am, be careful!"

Mrs. Hou Fu gave him a reproachful look, then looked at Zhao Chengde and said: "Eunuch Zhao is laughing, my master is like this, he always feels that every fart will collapse when he is pregnant, this is not the first child, every child is like this. "

The dignified Mrs. Hou Fu could tell such a joke, and everyone couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Chengde expressed his understanding, and it is not a matter of Zhongyong Hou protecting his wife for a day or two.

Xie Rongshan never minded what his wife said about him. After looking at him for a while, he suddenly said: "It's just Mr. Zhao, why are these boxes painted red? And tied with red silk flowers? It's like a dowry gift at a wedding. "

"Cough cough cough."

Xie Jin, who was burying his head in drinking tea, choked

Xie Chi stretched out his hand to memorize it for him: "Why are you in such a hurry to drink?"

Zhao Chengde said with a smile: "There are so many happy events in your mansion today, so it is natural to paint them with red paint and tie them with red silk. Our emperor specially ordered the Ministry of Internal Affairs to arrange them, and the whole world has only one. The third young master values ​​it."

"Yes yes yes! The house has prepared a banquet, why don't you stay with Eunuch Zhao for a light meal before leaving?"

Xie Rongshan laughed until his creases came out

Zhao Chengde declined: "Your Majesty is used to being around old slaves, and he is not satisfied with what other people do. The old slave really has no free time, and I am afraid that I will disappoint Lord Hou's good intentions."

Everyone understands this truth

After all, Zhao Chengde has been by his side since the current emperor was still the prince of the East Palace.

Xie Rongshan couldn't stay any longer, so he could only wrap a big red envelope and stuff it in before seeing off the guests.

It was a happy event, so Zhao Chengde simply accepted it after pushing it off for a long time.