dust song

Siwen passed out several times last night without being tired. When he woke up from the coma, he felt painfully that his bones were broken in several places, which almost made him unable to move. To vent, Siwen's pale face couldn't help frowning and distorting——

At night, Murong Chengdu's sudden luck made Siwen forget himself with excitement. He obediently obeyed any "request" Murong Chengdu made, and Murong Chengdu was also unprecedented in his tenderness. He embraced Siwen with both arms, and kissed Siwen's ears.

It was an unprecedented pity, and nothing made Siwen want to cry more than this. He even felt that it was an honor to die in the arms of a man as strong as a mountain, but the first tenderness was fleeting, and Siwen never Thinking of the prince cruelly sneering and yelling Chu Lichen's name on him...

He bit his lower lip tightly, and suppressed all the dissatisfaction and despair, but what he got in return was Murong Chengdu's sudden and rough treatment.

After recalling last night, Siwen lay on the bed and gritted his teeth without saying a word. Tears flowed silently in his sparkling beautiful eyes. His love for the lord these few years was no match for Chu Lichen who had not been here for a long time!

Siwen couldn't vent the resentment in his heart, so he cursed, "Woo...Chu Lichen, why don't you die..."

As soon as the words fell, there were soft footsteps outside the door. Siwen held his breath, forced out a little strength, and pulled the quilt from his side to cover his bruised body.

There was another crackling sound of the paper fan unfolding, and Siwen mockingly thought that He Yi is probably the only one who still flaunts a fan in winter.

"Last night, there was a lot of movement in your room." Before He Yi sat down, he began to talk to himself, his slender phoenix eyes looked at Siwen meaningfully, "Look at me Whatever you said before, my lord will never forget you."

Siwen's red and swollen eyes stared at He Yi's gloating face in shame and anger, and said with force, "If you are really jealous, you can go and ask the prince to let you sleep tonight."

He Yi put away the folding fan and tapped his forehead, "That's enough, I'm not like you, my rotten bones can't stand the prince's torture."

Siwen straightened up and leaned against the head of the bed in disgust, "You can just say it, you came here this morning, are you really bored, or do you want to see my jokes."

"Oh, don't be angry, I'm here to tell you that the maid named Qiuwen was not executed by the lord, but locked up in a dungeon for torture. ..." There was a trace of worry on He Yi's face, but there was no sense of panic in his tone, "It was you and me who instigated her to 'take care' of Chu Lichen in the name of the prince!"

Chu Lichen, it's Chu Lichen again!

Siwen gritted his teeth secretly, then he snorted coldly and said, "You're wrong, I didn't participate in this matter, you found the person, and you ordered the matter, why, you want to drag me when something happens ? Your abacus is too sophisticated, right?"

He Yi's expression froze for a moment, "Well, you also know about this matter."

Siwen has been in the palace for many years, and he understands Murong Chengdu's temperament. His favor can't be won by playing a few tricks and fighting for it. Later, I was afraid, only to blame myself for being too impatient at the time.

"So what if I know, I didn't interfere in this matter, even if you stab the prince, I'm not afraid." Siwen was calm, and then he turned his eyes and asked lightly: "But I'm just curious, don't you always have no thoughts?" Competing for favor, why do you want to try every means to run Chu Lichen away?"

He Yi always pretended to be shrewd and indifferent in the past, but now it suddenly backfired, his expression struggling a little ferociously, "Which one of the east and west gardens entered the mansion to serve the prince has no status? No matter how bad it is, the rest of the kings will go up and offer it to the prince." My beautiful girl, do you really want that low-class beggar to climb over our heads and make a fortune?"

Siwen looked at He Yi's ferocious expression with a funny face, he had never taken He Yi seriously before, and in his heart He Yi was just the son of Shang Shucheng, not much more noble than Chu Lichen, a beggar.

Siwen sneered, and said disdainfully: "It's ridiculous. To put it bluntly, you are afraid that you will not be favored like a beggar."

He Yi, who was suddenly exposed, had an extremely ugly expression on his face, "Your words are too ugly."

Siwen already felt a little impatient, he pretended to yawn, waved his hand and said: "You poke the basket yourself and clean it up yourself. I don't want to hear a word about that beggar from now on, and you don't want to come to me again." .”

Seeing that Siwen got into the quilt and ignored him, He Yi cursed in a low voice with a dark face, and left in embarrassment.

Siwen covered her head with the quilt, closed her eyes and let out a long breath, but her chest was still churning, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

......

In today's court hall, Murong Chengdu sat quietly on the side, although he didn't say a word, his whole body exuded an intimidating aura all the time, even Murong Fu Bai, who was sitting on the dragon chair above, vaguely sensed something was wrong.

"There is a group of unknown thieves on the border between our country and Yongyu who want to provoke a war between the two countries. Two days ago, I received a letter from the Emperor Chu, saying that the two countries should send an army to destroy it. What do you love about this matter? look?"

"Now that Yongyu and Tianquan are on good terms, in order to avoid further incidents, according to the old minister, it is not wrong to agree to what Emperor Chu said."

As soon as Gu Wenjiang finished speaking, Murong Chengdu sneered without warning.

Hearing the sound, Gu Wenjiang stroked the goatee on his chin, and hummed, "Why is the Prince Regent laughing? What's your opinion?"

Murong Chengdu leaned on the seat in a casual posture, propped his cheeks and said in a deep voice: "Chuhuang feels a headache, so let him solve it by himself. The power of heaven and the national power are comparable to Yongyu, why should you accommodate him."

"Oh? Could it be that the implication of the prince's words is that the major events that affect the relationship between the two countries are not worth mentioning in your eyes now?"

Most of the officials in the court are supported by Murong Chengdu, and the rest of the officials are well aware of the methods of the regent of the Tianquan Kingdom even if they are not recommended by him. In this situation, only Gu Wenjiang, who is the elder of the two dynasties, dares to fight him more. Two mouths.

Gu Wenjiang sneered with his hands behind his back and said: "That's right, I'm afraid the prince's thoughts are all on the male favorite who has just entered the palace."

As soon as these words came out, there was a complete silence, all the ministers held their breaths and stood there, not daring to breathe.

Fortunately, Gu Wenjiang didn't continue to reveal Chu Lichen's identity, otherwise the regent would accept a beggar as a male favourite. To say this would be like slapping Murong Chengdu in the face in public. Offended Murong Chengdu.

Murong Chengdu smiled instead of anger when he heard the words, and glanced sharply upwards, "The Prime Minister Zuo cares about this king very much. I didn't expect that he knew exactly who was in the palace of the king. Those who didn't know thought that Prime Minister Zuo and this king Wang Jiao, Qing, Bandit, Qian."

"You!" Gu Wenjiang is old and his hair has already turned gray. If he hadn't been in the position of left chancellor for many years, he would have been pissed off by Murong Cheng and killed in this court.

The two powerful forces in the court were at war, and the courtiers all tremblingly hid aside and dared not speak.

Seeing this, Murong Fu Bai frowned, coughed lightly and said: "Okay, let's talk about the business, what are you talking about, what are you talking about!" Then he turned his head and looked at Murong Chengdu, "Then brother Does that mean you disagree with sending troops to the border?"

Murong Chengdu stood up, straightened the skirts of the court clothes, and said: "Of course, the king is in charge of the important affairs of the border, but after being reminded by Prime Minister Zuo, this king remembered that some matters in the mansion have not been dealt with, so he left first. "

The ministers looked calm, as if they were used to this situation,

Murong Fu Bai knows that his foundation is unstable now, he has no real power, and it is not enough to rely on Gu Wenjiang alone to support him, so he can only dare to be angry and dare not speak out against Murong Chengdu's arrogant attitude of not taking him seriously... ..

After Murong Cheng returned to the palace, he went straight to the palace. He didn't like what Gu Wenjiang said he loved a man, he just found a reason to leave.

Murong Chengdu found it ridiculous to think that even a group of thieves were so restrained, and that group of useless people still wanted to seize real power from him.

Back in the palace pavilion, Chu Lichen was still awake, lying heavily in the brocade quilt.

After the maid who waited on learned about Qiuwen yesterday, she didn't dare to neglect Chu Lichen lightly. She fed him soup and gruel on time. Seeing the heat recede, her complexion was indeed much better than yesterday.

Murong Cheng sat on the edge of the bed with frowned eyebrows, looking at the sleeping Chu Lichen, his fingers couldn't help but gradually slid down Chu Lichen's cheeks.

Soft outline, delicate skin, pale thin lips, looking at it carefully, Chu Lichen's appearance is indeed better than all the male favorites in Dongyuan, even Siwen is a bit inferior.

Fingertips lingered lightly, Murong Chengdu's eyes were sharp instantly, and his big palm directly wrapped around Chu Lichen's delicate neck. When he felt his Adam's apple slipping in his palm, he secretly exerted force on his palm until Chu Lichen was panting heavily. , choked up in pain, and Murong Chengdu slowly withdrew his hand.

He curled up his thin lips in relief, but fortunately, if his heart was really touched by Chu Lichen, it would really not be a good omen.