Power over the world [rebirth]

Ever since the revenge had been avenged, Shen Ci seemed to be a different person. He often made some harmless jokes with Murong Heng. His cheerful appearance was completely different from his previous taciturnity. Very happy.

Unconsciously, three months have passed, Murong Heng has a lot of court affairs recently, and the surrounding countries have come to pay tribute once every three years, so Murong Heng often handles affairs in the imperial study, and only returns to the bedroom in the middle of the night, and every time he goes back, Shen Ci Whether he is asleep or not, there will always be a candle for him, making Murong Heng feel warm in his heart.

In the past, when I went back in the middle of the night, I could only lie on the cold bed alone, but now it was different, with Shen Ci, even the quilt was warm.

Murong Heng smiled slightly, went to take a bath first, washed away the exhaustion from his body, then returned to the bedroom, turned on the bed, Shen Ci, who was already asleep, felt his return, turned around consciously, and nestled into his arms , Murong Heng stretched out his hand to hug him tightly, and rubbed against the top of his hair, but Shen Ci in his arms suddenly sighed softly, raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were clear, but he was not asleep.

"Why aren't you sleeping?" Murong Heng was taken aback when he saw this, and asked softly as he approached his face and kissed him softly.

Shen Ci didn't answer, he turned around and withdrew from Murong Heng's embrace, lay flat on the bed, stared straight at the top of the bed with his eyes open, and said after a long while: "You've been back late recently." With a trace of grievance.

"Huh?" Murong Heng was stunned again, and it took him a long time to realize that his A Ci was complaining to him, and he quickly reflected on himself. Recently, he often came back late because of court affairs, and sometimes he didn't even come home at night, so it's no wonder he That's what I want to say.Thinking of this, he turned sideways and hugged Shen Ci into his arms, and said, "I'm sorry, I ignored you."

Yes, the two of them finally got together, and he was so busy that he forgot to accompany Ah Ci, damn it.I kept Shen Ci's words firmly in my heart, since that night, Murong Heng has never returned late, no matter how busy he was during the day.

A few days later, when it was the day of paying tribute, the banquet was arranged early in the palace on this day. It is a custom from ancient times to hold state banquets when all countries pay tribute, so Murong Heng also got up very early this morning.

Shen Ci, who was lying on the bed, was awakened by the movement of him getting up, and lost his sleepiness. He simply got up with him and saw Murong Heng standing in front of the bronze mirror, surrounded by four court ladies who were about to dress him. The maid stepped back and put her arms around Murong Heng's waist from behind.

"What's wrong?" Murong Heng asked softly as he watched him approach, and felt the arms gently encircling his waist.

Shaking his head, Shen Ci put his profile on Murong Heng's back, then took a step back, walked in front of him and carefully helped him put on his clothes, and buttoned the complicated buttons around his waist, Shen Ci straightened it out The man in front of him was holding the front of his clothes, and his hands were suddenly held by him.

"A Ci, you look like a veritable queen." Only a wife would help her husband dress and sleep with him.

Hearing his words, Shen Ci glanced at him helplessly, then withdrew his hand, and said, "Okay, go, I'll wait here for you to come back." After saying that, he wanted to turn around and leave, but was grabbed by Murong Heng Gripping his wrist, he turned to look at him suspiciously.

"I am the majestic king of a country, the state banquet is such an important matter, how can the queen not go?" Murong Heng smiled and pulled him into his arms, let him lean on his chest, bowed his head and kissed Shen Ci's cheek, laughed.

"Who is your queen?" Shen Ci glared at him upon hearing the words, but there was an unstoppable smile in his eyes, and the two played around for a while before walking towards the Golden Palace hand in hand.Walking up from the back, Shen Ci sat next to Murong Heng, the bead curtain in front blocked his figure, from the perspective of the ministers, he was faintly visible, neither completely blocked, nor let people spy on him.

The state banquet soon began, and the surrounding countries presented their tributes one after another, some were rare porcelain, and some were famous jewels handed down from generation to generation. Although these tributes were luxurious, Murong Heng didn't like any of them. He originally wanted to choose the best one among them Sending it to Shen Ci, I didn't expect that there was nothing that could make the people around me smile, so I couldn't help frowning slightly, a little sad.

Next came the tribute of Bailiu Kingdom. Although the name of this country sounds like a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, all of them actually live in the desert. It can be said that it is a country built on horseback. Fortunately, Nian has been calm and peaceful and has no other intentions, but Murong Heng knows that he has to guard against it.

"I have met the emperor, long live the emperor." The envoy of Bailiu Kingdom half-kneeled on the ground, his hands were empty, and the surrounding ministers thought that he did not bring any tribute, so they started to discuss.

Murong Heng looked at the envoy of Bailiu Kingdom who was kneeling under His Highness, slightly raised his eyebrows and said: "Envoy, please get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The envoy of Bailiu Kingdom stood up slowly, then smiled slightly, met the curious eyes of the people around, looked outside the hall, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, the tribute that our country wants to pay is outside the hall. I will wait for the minister to bring it in." As he spoke, the messenger walked out, and under the curious gazes of Murong Heng and Shen Ci, he brought back a petite little lion. The well-behaved little lion nestled in the messenger's arms like a big cat. "Your Majesty, this is a unique lion species in our country. It is not afraid of wind and sand, and can live in a water-scarce environment for a long time. Therefore, I specially present this lion to the Emperor. I hope the Emperor likes it."

When the little lion was carried up, Murong Heng caught the bright eyes of the people beside him sharply. Knowing that Ah Ci liked the little lion, he asked Mingde to go down and carry the little lion up, and rewarded the envoy with some treasures.

The tribute was over and the state banquet officially started. Murong Heng asked Shen Ci to sit beside him and watched him tease the little lion in his arms. Seeing him happy, Murong Heng was naturally very happy, and unconsciously drank a lot.

An hour later, the officials dispersed, Murong Heng took Shen Ci to the bedroom, saw him hugging the little lion all the time, and said with a smile: "A Ci, you like it very much?"

"Yes." Shen Ci nodded lightly, stroking the little lion's head with his right hand, smoothing its fur, and seeing the little lion writhing and changing positions in his arms, he stretched out his big warm tongue and licked it His palm, Shen Ci laughed softly, raised his eyes and said to Murong Heng: "Murong, I have already named it, Xiaoheng, how about it?"

When Murong Heng heard the words, the wind was in a mess, Xiao... Xiao Heng?No matter how this name sounds, it sounds like a lover!After a while, he came back to his senses, and was about to correct him, but he saw that Shen Ci had left at some point, and was having fun with the little lion in the imperial garden.

Helpless, Murong Heng asked Mingde to make tea and deliver it to the pavilion, and sat there to watch Shen Ci play with the little lion.

But this was just the beginning. For the next afternoon, Shen Ci kept playing with the little lion, completely forgetting him as a big living person and blowing the cold wind alone in the pavilion. turn.

After a while, seeing that Shen Ci still had no intention of coming to him, Murong Heng stood up abruptly, strode towards Shen Ci, and in his astonished eyes, put the little lion aside, and then pulled Shen Ci away. Into his arms, lowered his head and kissed hard.

It took a long time before Murong Heng let go of the man in his arms, raised his hand and gently wiped away the silver thread from his lips, met his clear eyes, and said dissatisfiedly: "A Ci, you have been playing with this little beast for a whole day." It's been an afternoon."

Shen Ci was taken aback when he heard the words, is Murong Heng jealous?But before he could open his mouth, his body was hugged horizontally. He tilted his head and looked at the little lion on the ground. Seeing that it was twisting and twisting to keep up, he was relieved and concentrated on leaning on Murong Heng's arms.

When they arrived at the dormitory, Shen Ci was put on the bed, and Murong Heng stood by the bed and stared at him for a long time, ready to have a good talk with his own A Ci, he had to revive his husband!Just as he was about to climb onto the bed, a yellow figure flashed in front of his eyes and jumped onto the dragon bed.

"Xiao... Heng!" Murong Heng gritted his teeth and called out the name of the little lion. He felt a little strange when he finished speaking, why did he feel like he was calling himself?With a cold snort, he threw the little lion off the bed and asked Mingde to carry it out, then pulled the bed curtain, no matter it was still sunny, he rushed forward and kissed Shen Ci's lips on the bed.

After kissing for a long time, until the person in his arms was almost suffocated, Murong Heng let him go, and the resentment in his heart a little better, after a long time, he lowered his head and buried his head in Shen Ci's neck, rubbing lightly on Shen Ci's neck, saying: "A Ci, don't ignore me."

Shen Ci was stunned by what he said. He complained to him before, telling him not to ignore him, but why didn't he ignore him now?Thinking like this, he put his arms around the person on his body, and nodded slightly: "Okay."

With the same mind, Murong Heng suddenly felt the depressed chest in his heart relax, he got off the bed, pulled Shen Ci out of bed, straightened the skirts of the two of them, and walked outside the hall.

Shen Ci carried the little lion back from Mingde's hand, and the two came to a courtyard. He held the little lion in his arms, lowered his head to make it look at Murong Heng, and said, "Xiao Heng, this is Murong, you Listen to him too, you know?"

However, the little lion obviously remembered what Murong Heng did to it just now, and didn't want to see him, didn't even look at him, and kept burrowing into Shen Ci's arms.

Seeing this, Murong Heng took a deep breath, and deliberately grabbed the little lion into his arms, unexpectedly, the little lion immediately showed its paws at him, and even let out a low growl, staring at him dissatisfiedly, not wanting to be hugged by him at all.

Helpless, Shen Ci hugged the little lion back, and made the little lion willing to hug Murong Heng for a while, so he simply sat aside and let Murong Heng play with the little lion to enhance their relationship.

So, the little lion deliberately ran around in the yard, making Murong Heng sweat profusely but couldn't catch up. After a long time, Murong Heng collapsed beside Shen Ci, panting: "This little beast , I want to send it back to the Bailiu Kingdom!" To bully him, the king of a country, on the first day of his arrival was really frustrating to him.

Unexpectedly, Shen Ci not only did not comfort him, but laughed out loud. Seeing him like this, Murong Heng also laughed helplessly, that's all, as long as the beauty is happy, so what if he is so tired that he smiles at him?