[Comprehensive] Huan Jun Wanfu

That night, Lin Shao originally wanted to rest in a side hall with Murong Chong, but Murong Chong insisted on going back to the Purple Palace where he and Murong Qinghe lived.Facing Murong Chong who was so obedient, Lin Shao naturally couldn't refuse, so he carried him back to the Purple Palace himself.

It was very late when we got there, so Lin Shao naturally stayed in the Purple Palace.

The next morning, Lin Shao woke up slowly, while Murong Chong was still sleeping in the bed, his brows never loosened for a moment, and occasionally he murmured a few words unconsciously.Lin Shao stroked the hillock between his eyebrows, shook his head, got off the bed lightly, and got dressed under the service of the maid.

"Your Majesty, it's time for you to go to court early." The eunuch peeked at the looming figure behind the bed curtain and said softly to Lin Shao.

"Don't wake him up, let him sleep for a while longer." Lin Shao straightened his collar and said to the eunuch.

"The servant knows." The eunuch bent down and said in a low voice.

After the confession was made, Lin Shao reluctantly went to the early court.

Naturally, Lin Shao didn't care about the content of the early court, but Wang Meng seemed unwilling to kill Murong Chong, and tried every means to persuade him.Many people in the court sided with Wang Meng's faction, but some people didn't clearly stand in line because of Murong Chui's face.

After arguing for a long time, Lin Shao impatiently gave way.

"Your Majesty—" Wang Meng shouted, apparently unwilling to let Lin Shao go just like that.

"Okay, okay, we'll talk about this later." Lin Shao stood up, flicked his sleeves at Wang, and then said to Murong Chui, "Murong Chui, come with me."

"Yes, I obey the order." Murong Chui, who had been keeping a low profile all along, came out at this time and knelt down.

When Lin Shao left first, Murong Chui stood up and said to Wang Meng meaningfully: "Prime Minister Wang, I am afraid that Your Majesty's harem is not under your jurisdiction! You are so hot on your heels, it really makes people have to think too much." .”

After throwing this sentence, Murong Chui followed Lin Shao's trail regardless of how ugly Wang Meng's face was.

Lin Shao, who was one step ahead, went straight to the Purple Palace. The door of the palace belonging to Murong Chong was half-closed, and the eunuch who was personally serving Lin Shao was guarding the door. Seeing Lin Shao, he hurried over.

"He's awake?" Lin Shao raised his chin and asked.

"I'm awake, but..." The eunuch hesitated, unable to speak completely.

Lin Shao was also very annoyed by the eunuch's hesitation, so he didn't ask any further questions.

"When Murong Chui comes over later, you tell him about Murong Qinghe, and if he can accept it, you let him in." Lin Shao ordered, making sure that the monitor understood his request, and turned around to enter Murong by himself. Chong's bedroom.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the breakfast food on the table in the outer hall. Lin Shao glanced at the untouched food, and then went into the inner hall.

There were two rows of maids standing in the inner hall. They were either carrying toiletries or clean clothes, but the people who needed them to serve were not very cooperative.

Murong Chong was wearing only unlined clothing, sitting in the middle of the bed with his knees bent, his hands hugging his knees, his chin resting on his knees, and his eyes staring blankly ahead.Although his eyeballs didn't move, as if he was concentrating, in fact, no one was reflected in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Murong..." Seeing Lin Shao's arrival, all the court ladies knelt down and said.

"Put your things down, go down." Lin Shao waved his hand.

"Yes, servants obey." The maids bowed their heads, then stood up and put down the things in their hands, and retreated quietly.

Lin Shao picked up the clean clothes on the tray. It was a thin, feminine dress, the same as the ones Murong Chong wore before.Obviously, these clothes are what Murong Chong can wear in this palace. Fu Jian has positioned Murong Chong as a male favourite from the very beginning.

Naturally, Lin Shao would not have such thoughts. He didn't want to take care of Murong Chong at first, so he just let him do whatever he wanted. Now that he has decided to raise him as his son, why can't he be allowed to wear this kind of clothes.

Throwing back the clothes in his hands, Lin Shao turned around and searched in the closet of the bedroom for a long time, and finally found a half-worn clothes in the corner. This clothes were much more normal than those palace clothes up.The apricot-yellow brocade robe is made of the highest quality fabric, and the dark and bright patterns are very finely embroidered but not complicated, giving it a generous and luxurious beauty.

It is conceivable that this is the clothes that really belong to Murong Chong, or more precisely, the clothes that Murong Chong will wear before entering the palace.

Lin Shao stroked his collar, thinking whether it was appropriate to show Murong Chong the clothes at this time, a pair of white and tender arms encircled him from behind, and grabbed the clothes in his hands.

"This dress was given to me by my sister before." Murong Chong held the dress tightly across Lin Shao.

"Little Phoenix Emperor?" Lin Shao let go of his hand, and the clothes were all in Murong Chong's hands.

Murong Chong lowered his arms, held the clothes in both hands, and stood behind Lin Shao without moving a single step.Lin Shao then turned around, and saw Murong Chong's feet were bare, and the collar of his unlined shirt was opened wide, revealing a pair of beautifully shaped collarbones.

Lin Shao put his hands on the clothes in Murong Chong's hands, Murong Chong's hands trembled, and slowly let go of Lin Shao's firm movements.Lin Shao took the clothes out of Murong Chong's hands, spread them out and put them on for Murong Chong, "Since this is the case, you can wear them."

Murong Chong didn't say anything, he raised his bandaged hands and grabbed the collars on both sides, keeping them in his palms.

"Just now why didn't the maids dress you and didn't eat?" Lin Shao took half a step forward, looking down at Murong Chong, and asked.

Murong Chong was bored for a while, then said calmly: "I'm not hungry."

Lin Shao didn't say anything else, raised his hand to pick up Murong Chong, walked to the table and sat down, at the same time pressed Murong Chong into his arms, let him sit on his lap facing the table.

Fortunately, Murong Chong didn't struggle at all, which made it difficult for Lin Shao to hug him, but it wouldn't make a joke.

"I'll have someone remake some clothes for you later, eat some with me now." Lin Shao said, picked up the chopsticks from the table, picked up some food and tasted it, and would feed it if he thought it was good Give Murong Chong some food.

Murong Chong adhered to the attitude of neither refusing nor taking the initiative, he would eat whatever Lin Shao put to his mouth, but he didn't arouse the desire to eat independently at all.

Halfway through a breakfast meal, the door of the palace was opened from the outside. Murong Chui looked in from the outside with an unstable expression. In the end, nothing too intense came out.

Murong Chui stepped in, knelt down and said, "I have seen the King."

Lin Shao nodded, "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Murong Chui stood up, with his arms hanging by his sides, and his slightly moving fingers revealed his uneasiness.

"Sit down and have something to eat." Lin Shao pointed to the seat opposite and said nonchalantly.

Murong Chong raised his eyelids following Lin Shao's words, glanced at Murong Chui without any emotional ups and downs, then looked at the opposite side, and then quickly lowered his eyes.

Murong Chui noticed Murong Chong's expression, opened his mouth to speak, and finally walked silently to the place pointed by Lin Shao and sat down, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty."

"Wang Fu, go and ask someone to make some clothes for Murong Chong, according to the prince's specifications." Lin Shao's words were not surprising, and the eunuch was stunned, but he continued to feed Murong Chong indifferently.

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Lin Shao asked Wang Fu with a bright smile, turning his head and turning his eyes up.

"Slave... I understand, I'm going now." Wang Fu knelt down and kowtowed, and then retreated quickly.

"My lord, what do you mean?" Murong Chui opened his mouth and asked as soon as Wang Fu left.

"What do you think?" Lin Shao raised his eyebrows, picked a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth, and asked back.

How could Murong Chui have thought of what Lin Shao was thinking, even if he thought of it, he didn't dare to say it.He paused, and said: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid it's unreasonable for you to do so. If Prime Minister Wang finds out, I'm afraid you'll have to persuade him again."

Lin Shao put down his chopsticks, walked leisurely around Murong Chong's hair hanging in his arms, and asked casually, "Is it what he says or what I say."

"This..." Murong Chui didn't expect Lin Shao to ask such a question, and after pondering for half a second, he replied, "Of course it's up to the king to decide."

"That's not it."

"But what you do, my lord, will only push Fenghuang to the forefront." Murong Chui was silent for a long time, but still boldly expressed his thoughts.Before Lin Shao could respond, Murong Chui stood up abruptly, knelt down with a "plop", and said, "My lord, I ask you to forgive my crime of deceiving the king."

"Oh? How did you deceive the king?" Lin Shao asked, leaning forward.

"What I said yesterday that I don't want to bring Fenghuang back is really against my will. I implore the king to see my hard work these years, forgive my sins and let me take Fenghuang out of the palace. "Murong Chui kowtowed several times.

"You're quite greedy too. You want me not to blame you for your crime of deceiving the emperor, but you want to bring Murong Chong back." Lin Shao glanced at Murong Chong who didn't respond to these words, and said inexplicably.

Murong lowered his head, "My lord, if you really feel sorry for Feng Huang, you should know that the current Purple Palace is no different from Infernal Purgatory to him."

"Are you saying that my palace is actually hell?" Lin Shao asked with a chuckle.

"Weichen doesn't have that intention. It's just Qinghe..." Murong Chui wanted to explain, but he still didn't finish his words because he was worried about Murong Chong.

Lin Shao glanced at him, stroked the top of Murong Chong's head, and asked with a smile: "Little Fenghuang, your uncle wants to take you away, are you willing?"

Murong Chong leaned back, almost squeezed into Lin Shao's arms, without raising his eyes, he said in a flat voice, "No."

Murong Chui: "Why?"

"My sister would rather die than leave, so I don't want to leave either." Murong Chong said.

As if stimulated by this sentence, Murong Chui forgot the occasion for a while, or maybe it was because Lin Shao already knew what Murong Wei was thinking, so he simply said bluntly: "Qinghe's death must be related to Murong Wei's death. Inseparable, he wants to use Qinghe's life and death to carry out his plan, but now that Qinghe is dead, his plan has not been carried out, and he will definitely not let you go. Are you going to follow in your sister's footsteps?!"

Murong Chui's words made Murong Chong's eyes flicker, he didn't answer Murong Chui's words, put his arms around Lin Shao's waist with his back, put his face on Lin Shao's chest, and said softly: "I don't want to see him again, we don't have him anymore. It doesn't matter, he's not my uncle."

"Fenghuang!" Murong Chui shouted Murong Chong's small characters in disbelief.

Murong Chong didn't give him any response, he raised his head, rested his chin on Lin Shao's chest, and looked directly at Lin Shao.

Helpless, Lin Shao had no choice but to drive people away.

"Okay, you've seen him too, so go back first."