Prisoner of the Eastern Palace

In the evening, the sky was as red as drunk, and when the time came, the maid Bi Tao went into the study and lit the candles, and the room suddenly brightened up.Bi Tao stood behind the screen with her hands down, waiting for orders.

Mu Ke sat in front of the table, flipped through a page of the book, and said calmly: "It's okay, you can step back."

"Yes." Bi Tao blessed Fushen, lifted the bead curtain and stepped back lightly.

The beaded curtain of glazed white jade swayed and made some slight but crisp noises. After a short while, a man in black clothes quietly appeared in the study, half kneeling on the carpet in front of the table in a proper manner.

Mu Ke raised his eyes, "Lang Feng."

The man in black lowered his head, "The minister is here, what orders does His Highness have?"

This person is none other than Mu Ke's useful shadow guard, Lang Feng.This person has a calm mind, is not afraid of danger, neither arrogant nor rash, and can always notice some details that ordinary people can't think of, so he is very popular with the prince.

Mu Ke put down the book in his hand, and looked at the black python wrapped around a pillar candle lamp at the corner of the table, a cluster of flames flickered in the lampshade.

After a long while, Mu Ke said: "Luo Ange's expression is not right this morning, I guess he must have seen something, maybe someone from Yunle has sneaked in... You go and check those two theater troupes secretly. Don't let anyone notice."

Lang Feng nodded to accept the order, and Mu Ke wanted to give a few more instructions, when suddenly he heard the sound of light footsteps in the outer room, followed by Wang Gonggong calling from behind the big screen: "Your Highness, Shaoqing is here."

Mu Ke then said to Lang Feng: "Go down first."

Lang Feng bowed respectfully, stepped lightly, and flipped out of the window neatly and silently.

As soon as Lang Feng left, Luo Ange walked in.

Mu Ke eased his face, and said with a low smile, "Why are you here? Don't you want to eat dinner?"

Luo Ange's throat moved subconsciously, and he looked away with some guilt, "I've eaten, I have nothing to do and come here to see if there is any need for help."

Mu Ke laughed, "You still remember that you are a young minister, and you know how to come to help, so what did you do in the afternoon, I was busy in the study, and I didn't see you coming to help me add some ink."

Mu Ke said this casually, like ordinary gossip, but it had a different meaning to Luo Ange's ears.

This is a bloodless confrontation between the two.

Luo Ange thought for a while, and felt that the fourth prince would not go to inform, so he relaxed a little, and lied: "I ate too much at noon, and I was uncomfortable with food accumulation, so I went for a walk in the garden, and I happened to see a few wild cats catching Xiaoque, just watched the excitement for a while, and then forgot the time."

"Wild cats?" Mu Ke was rather curious, "I've never seen them before... Forget it, if you like these little beasts, ask someone to send you some kittens and puppies for you to raise."

Luo Ange didn't expect Mu Ke to take it seriously when he made it up casually, and even gave him cats and dogs. He was a little speechless for a while, so he could only change the topic in a friendly way, "It's getting late, can Your Highness have dinner?"

"Is Xiaoxiao caring about me?" Mu Ke didn't answer him, but instead asked with great interest, his ambiguous tone made Luo Ange's ears turn red, and his face became hot.

He felt that he had lost his composure and became more and more annoyed. He felt that he was being bullied, so he sarcastically said: "Your Highness is overthinking, the prince is surrounded by red sleeves, so where is my turn to care?"

As soon as this sentence was finished, Luo Ange felt that his tone of voice was wrong, like a jealous woman, so she quickly shut up.

Today Mei Luzhi has messed up his state of mind, it's better to speak less, otherwise the misfortune will come out of his mouth, and he will regret it too late.

Mu Ke chuckled twice, and stopped embarrassing him, "Okay, it's getting late, I'll just eat something here, and you can use some with me?"

Luo Ange sat at the table, turned his head and fiddled with the brush on the pen holder, "I've eaten it."

"It doesn't matter if you eat more. If you are as thin as you, and you don't like to eat, when will you grow up?" Mu Ke said as he got up and went to the outer room to ask someone to prepare dinner.

The fire in the dining room of the East Palace had already been on fire, and the dinner was brought in not long after, as the crown prince ordered, it was just a few dishes of simple side dishes and two bowls of bird's nest soup.

Mu Ke handed the chopsticks to Luo Ange, who hesitated for a moment, but finally took it, and began to eat with a heavy heart.

……

On the second day, the Flower Drum Opera performed bustlingly as usual, but Luo Ange didn't have much interest in watching it. When it was almost noon, a man with the appearance of a servant approached Mu Ke, bent over and whispered something in his ear.

Mu Ke just nodded, then waved the man back.

Luo Ange glanced at him, and asked indifferently, "What happened?"

"It's nothing, the booklet from the cabinet has been delivered, he came over and let me know."

Luo Ange rubbed the teacup in his hand, and said in a low voice: "If the prince is busy, he doesn't have to come to listen to the opera with me, it just delays the business."

Mu Ke couldn't help but rubbed Luo Ange's head, "I don't have anything serious to do now, so I might as well be with you. When spring starts, I won't be able to take care of you when I get really busy."

Luo Ange thought to himself that I won't be here by then, but he only dared to think about it in his heart, raised his hand and took a sip of tea, swallowing the words in his stomach.

But the only thing that reassures him is that the fourth prince has never shown up. Although Luo Ange shamelessly threatened that bastard before, he is also worried that he will suddenly go back on his word and come to complain to Mu Ke.

Probably because Luo Ange was a little absorbed in his thoughts, Mu Ke picked up a lock of his hair and played with it, jokingly said, "Xiaoxiao, what are you thinking? You look serious."

Luo Ange was taken aback, the strand of hair slipped from Mu Ke's hand,

Luo Ange brushed his hair uncomfortably, and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

"Xiaoxiao is fine, but I have something to tell you." Mu Ke pointed, Luo Ange's heart suddenly rose, and he clenched his fists in a panic, pretending to be calm, "What's the matter?"

Mu Ke smiled, took out a small mahogany box from his sleeve, and pushed it to Luo Ange, "Open it and have a look, it's a gift for you."

Luo Ange looked at him hesitantly, and then carefully opened the box. Inside was covered with red fox velvet, and on it lay an exquisite dice accessory, moon-white tassels—this was exactly what he used to be. The one you wear.

"What is the meaning of this, prince?"

"For you." Mu Ke looked at him with a light smile, "You look good wearing it."

"Where did the prince talk about 'send'?" Luo Ange deliberately choked him, "This is originally my thing."

Mu Ke was startled, probably because he didn't expect Luo Ange to refute like this, then he smiled gently, "Then it's for you, take it."

"I don't want it." Luo Ange pushed the lid of the box away, "What's the matter if you throw something back and pick it up?"

He really didn't want this thing, this dice engraved with Mu Ke's name seemed to reveal some terrible secret, which made Luo Ange confused and scared.

Mu Ke's eyes darkened a bit, and he said in a deep voice, "Xiaoxiao, it's your birthday, your big day, I don't want to be angry with you."

Perhaps it was because His Royal Highness's aura was too gloomy, Luo Ange shuddered involuntarily.

He thought of his escape plan for tomorrow, so in order not to cause complications, he had no choice but to take the box back, and accepted it against his will.

Mu Ke's expression softened a little, and he picked up the exquisite dice and tied it around Luo Ange's waist with his own hands, "I will always carry it with me in the future. It was consecrated in Mingguang Temple to ensure safety."

Luo Ange looked at the dice on his waist with complicated eyes, and Mu Ke said that he had opened it, that is to say, this thing really belonged to him?

No, he must have lied and lied!

With the plan in sight, Luo Ange secretly reminded himself not to be fooled by the prince.

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