Your Majesty, I am not worthy

On the same day, in the palace.

The night had fallen, but Chu Yuheng was still reviewing papers under the candle.

This was handed over from Rong Mu's residence just before dinner, Rong Mu always does things neatly, the handwriting presented now is clear and neat, and Rong Mu's handwriting is elegant and elegant.

The prime minister's calligraphy is the best, and this is what he boasted before.

But when he looked at the handwriting on it, his mind was full of Rong Mu's aggressive and unyielding appearance that day.

As the king of a country, he bowed his head and apologized to him first, why did he still hold on to it.

What more could he want?Can the prime minister of a country enter the palace and be his male queen?

But even if the back seat is vacant, he won't give Wen Li the post of male queen, so Rong Mu still has some dissatisfaction.

In terms of first come, first served, Rong Mu has to be well behind Wen Li.

He was not Wen Li who had known him since he was a child. Wen Li came from a small dilapidated country. He broke up the small country and lost his family. He was displaced and was found by him as the son of an enemy country. He could only be raised in the palace and depend on him for the rest of his life.

It doesn't matter what Wen Li wants, if it wasn't for the kind of pampering that he could give, Wen Li would have committed suicide long ago.

Halfway through the approval of the papers, Chu Yuheng couldn't hide his depression. Xu Shiyu had replaced a new incense burner in his study, and wherever he looked, he always felt strange.

When the dark guard came, Chu Yuheng was staring at the incense burner with gloomy eyes.

"Join Your Majesty."

The dark guard knelt down and saluted.

He was the one who sent the dark guards to monitor Rong Mu. Chu Yuheng believed that Rong Mu would not lie to him, but he just wanted to know if he was seriously ill and did not go to court.

"how?"

"Your Excellency is indeed seriously injured. Last night, he went to the residence of the Great General Zhenbei to ask for a doctor. Today, the Major General came to the door before noon, and has not returned until evening..."

The last three characters seemed to have touched Chu Yuheng's reverse scale, and the Langhao brush broke in his hand with a "click".

The top-quality Moyu pen was broken in his hand, and the sharp cut pierced Chu Yuheng's palm, but he didn't realize it.

At this moment Chu Yuheng's face was darker than thick ink: "What else did they do?"

"My lord prime minister invited the major general to have lunch, but the major general was overwhelmed with alcohol, so he rested at the prime minister's mansion. In the afternoon, my lord prime minister played chess for a while, and then lay down with dinner."

Rong Mu usually didn't drink alcohol, and he didn't even touch a drop of alcohol when eating with him, and now he was able to get Hua Huai Yin drunk, Chu Yuheng narrowed his eyes and continued to ask: "What about Hua Huai Yin? "

"The major general was drunk, and his subordinates were still awake when they came back..."

"Enough, you go back and keep staring."

Chu Yuheng clenched his hand even tighter.

Moyu fragments were inserted into his palm, and bright red blood flowed onto the memorial, enveloping Zhuang Xiu's handwriting on Rong Mu's memorial, as if his blood had smeared Rong Mu's body.

Rong Mu was the one who made it up with his own hands, and he acted like him. Even though Hua Huaiyin was the eldest son of the Great General of Zhenbei, he was usually a dull and heartless person. How could Rong Mu be with such a man? The generals are involved.

If it is said that he was injured, Rong Mu can go to the residence of the Great General of Zhenbei to find some kind of doctor. What good doctor does he have? Why not the imperial doctor in his palace?

Especially Hua Huaiyin did not return that night.

How could Rong Mu leave other men to live in the house!

He was cold-faced and seldom talked, and his words were sharp, extremely perfunctory; but outsiders were extremely enthusiastic, inviting people to drink and stay.

The perfunctory Chu Yuheng was so angry that he no longer suppressed the roaring anger in his chest and kicked down the incense burner.

Flying ash came out randomly, as if it was back when Rong Mu was still there yesterday, but the censer was quite different.

Chu Yuheng's fierce eagle eyes suddenly shrank: "Xiao Xizi!"

Eunuch Xi had been waiting outside the imperial study room, and when he heard His Majesty calling him, he quickly walked in, shaking his fly whisk, followed by Xiao Xuanzi.

"Your Majesty, the servant is here."

"Where did the incense burner go?"

"Stained with dirty things, the slave was called by his subordinates."

"Change it back."

Eunuch Xi is getting old, and he couldn't stand His Majesty's intimidation, so he responded repeatedly: "Here."

After coming out, Grandpa Xi sighed: "The miscellaneous family is getting old, and you have almost learned it, little Xuanzi. You need to know how to serve His Majesty in the future. From tomorrow, you will serve the miscellaneous family to serve His Majesty changing clothes... "

Little Xuanzi paused, but the fear in his eyes could not be hidden.

That night, only the candlelight in Chu Yuheng's bedroom was left on the bedside one, and the candlelight trembled until only a short section was left, and Chu Yuheng on the dragon couch frowned from tossing and turning , slowly falling asleep.

But when he closed his eyes, countless Rong Mu came overwhelmingly, and he couldn't hide no matter what.

Chu Yuheng saw Rong Mu who was arguing with him, Rong Mu who was cold-faced with him, and Rong Mu who left after he apologized that day.

He was very annoyed, but suddenly, those stubborn Rong Mu who disobeyed him floated away, and Rong Mu appeared in pairs.

Rong Mu walked with Hua Huaiyin, spoke intimately, and even smoothed the folds of Hua Huaiyin's cuffs.

Rong Mu's closeness to Hua Huaiyin was particularly eye-catching, he stretched out his hand to pull Rong Mu over, but the always weak Rong Mu moved very fast, no matter how he tried to touch, Rong Mu could always avoid his hand.

Finally, Rong Mu left with Hua Huaiyin.

And he could only watch the backs of the two drift away.

Even in the dream, Chu Yuheng clenched his fists, and kept calling Rong Mu's name slyly.

Xiao Xuanzi checked the time and came in to remind His Majesty to go to court, and he saw that His Majesty seemed to be shrouded in mist.

When His Majesty opened his eyes, there was still fierceness in them.

Shrinking a little, Xiao Xuanzi respectfully stood aside.

He could hear the sound of His Majesty turning over at night from outside, and His Majesty didn't sleep until the middle of the night, and he was still swearing at the Prime Minister's name.

Xiao Xuanzi didn't understand.

He also couldn't see clearly whether His Majesty had the Prime Minister in his heart.

If not, why is there the figure of the prime minister in the dream.

But if there is, then how could His Majesty make the Prime Minister so sad.

That day when the prime minister held the door and left, even the little Xuanzi, who didn't understand love, could feel the sadness.

It's also really strange, he has only met the Prime Minister twice, and he already feels sorry for him.

People in the palace panicked and waited for the king of the country to get up and go to court, and Rong Mu, who had taken sick leave for several days outside the palace, was still lying on the bed tired.

Lying on the couch for more than a dozen hours, Rong Mu felt that half of his body was going to go numb.

He was worried that the eye disease would recur, and that it would be dark again when he opened his eyes, but fortunately, he woke up in the morning with clear eyes, and only the bruise on his chest remained; hurt.

And the wound had already turned black, and a fist-sized bruise fell on Bai Jie's flawless chest, which only made Song Du on the side feel distressed by everyone.

When Hua Huaiyin, who was hungover from two drinks, opened the door and came in, Rong Mu was changing his dressing.

Suddenly seeing the half-naked appearance with his clothes off, Hua Huaiyin, who had gathered together in the military camp since childhood, didn't feel the need to avoid it, but stared at his exposed thin chest/bones and joked: "It seems that the rumors before were not true."

Seeing his appearance, Rong Mu pursed his lips and smiled, then pulled his clothes up calmly: "There are so many rumors about me, which one is the major general talking about?"

Hua Huaiyin was amused: "Even if the prime minister is weak, the number one scholar can't ride a horse around Haojing for a day."

Walking through the streets is also an unwritten custom in Haojing.

Zhuangyuan Lang wants to ride a horse around Haojing, and the people in the whole capital will take this opportunity to enjoy the happiness of Wenquxing.

"That day, General Mo was also watching on the second floor of the tea shop, but the place that General Mo chose was really wrong. My lord's horse went back halfway before swimming to the street in front of General Mo."

Then, within a day, rumors that the new champion was weak spread throughout the capital.

Many people who wanted to catch a son-in-law on the list silently withdrew their thoughts, fearing that they would marry their daughters to someone with a low fate.

Now even though Rong Mu is wearing a layer of robes, Hua Huaiyin can still see how thin Rong Mu's figure is.Especially the clothes seemed a little too big for some reason, the cuffs and chest of Rong Mu's gestures seemed to be blowing in the wind.

"The last general didn't believe that your lord would be so weak, but now he also believes that your lord is so thin, you might not even be able to ride a horse..."

It was rare for Hua Huaiyin to find a place to talk to the civil servants, so he couldn't help but say a few more words before leaving satisfied.

Before speaking, he completely forgot the praise he gave to the person in front of him when he was drunk yesterday.

When the person walked away with the wine, the smile on the corner of Rong Mu's mouth, which had been restrained, froze.

He is indeed weak now, but he was not so weak then.

However, he was suddenly arrested by Chu Yuheng the day before the announcement of the rankings. They spent the whole night in bed, and Chu Yuheng let him go to rest near dawn.When the sun rose on the second day, he realized that not only his thighs/inner/sides were worn out, but also his back/body was sore.

in this way……

Naturally, it is impossible to ride a horse for a day.

But when he returned home halfway, he was held in Chu Yuheng's arms and he was angry and happy. He was angry that Chu Yuheng made a mess the night before, which made him uncomfortable in front of so many people; he was also happy that their first time was over Hou Chu Yuheng didn't regret it, and was willing to hug him and coax him in a low profile.

Thinking about it now, he and Chu Yuheng also had warm and kind moments of joy in the beginning, that's why he was blinded and blinded from the beginning.

But this is not enough for outsiders.