Your Majesty, I am not worthy

When Xiao Xuanzi entered, the original neatness and cleanliness of the imperial study almost disappeared. The tall man in a dragon robe was facing the visitor with his hands behind his back, his body straight and majestic.

There is no need to see the face,? The feeling of depression like a storm hits the face.

Entering with a bow, Xiao Xuanzi's eyes wandered to the incense burner that had been knocked to the ground. The fly ash in the incense burner fell everywhere, and the messy room was somewhat similar to the time when the Prime Minister left...

Xiao Xuanzi was even more frightened, couldn't help but clamped his legs tightly.

But besides being afraid, Xiao Xuanzi couldn't help thinking of Rong Mu's gentleness outside just now, he must do what the prime minister asked him to do,? Xiao Xuanzi took a deep breath to cheer himself up.

"His Majesty……"

Chu Yuheng looked back, his face still solemn: "What's the matter?"

Licking his dry lips, Xiao Xuanzi respectfully delivered the things that Rong Mu gave him to the king.

"Your Excellency, the Prime Minister, has just been here,? Ask the miscellaneous family to hand these over to His Majesty."

Hearing Xiao Xuanzi mentioning Rong Mu, Chu Yuheng's cold black eyes suddenly froze, and his dark pupils also enlarged.

"Why doesn't he come in?"

Xiao Xuanzi didn't know how to answer, even though he couldn't help but slander in his heart, he still bowed his waist and maintained the posture of delivering the letter: "I don't know."

Chu Yuheng raised his eyebrows, and stretched out his hand to take what Rong Mu was going to give him, and then he slightly retracted the ruthlessness in his eyes before.

The tenderness suddenly appeared,? Chu Yuheng opened the letter: "How long has he been gone?"

"The snow had just fallen when the prime minister left, so I guess it has been half an hour."

"Did it snow when you left?"

Chu Yuheng stopped at the joints of opening the letter, and walked to the side of the window, Xiao Xuanzi quickly stepped forward to open the window, Chu Yuheng took a closer look, the wind and snow outside was so heavy.

The red plum branches that had already melted snow were once again covered with white blankets. The original color of the stone road that had been clean before was no longer visible, and the whole sky was gray. in the palace.

"Does he have an umbrella?"

Xiao Xuanzi shook his head: "Master Prime Minister just walked away, and the snow just fell."

It means that there is no time to deliver the umbrella.

Chu Yuheng understood, and was a little worried that Rong Mu would be drenched in the snow, but half an hour was enough for Rong Mu's carriage and horses to return from the palace to the prime minister's mansion.

Resisting the traces of worry in his heart, Chu Yuheng lowered his head and continued to open the letter.

What Rong Mu gave him was not much, it was only a finger-thick paper in his hands.

But after Chu Yuheng read the letter, the panic and confusion that he had suppressed just now swept over the waves; the hand holding the letter trembled involuntarily, outsiders could not see that Chu Yuheng's heart was still throbbing: " What was his look when he came, did you ask me to say something."

Facing the expectant eyes of the Son of Heaven, Xiao Xuanzi thought about it carefully, then shook his head: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister, only asks the miscellaneous family to deliver this letter to His Majesty."

In fact, it was far more than that. The Prime Minister comforted him and let him work hard, and also left him a prescription for dealing with frostbite on his hands.

But there was no mention of His Majesty...

Thinking of this, Xiao Xuanzi quietly hid his hand behind his back.

When little Xuanzi retreated outside, Chu Yuheng was still standing by the window.

The cold wind blew like a handful of broken knives, but Chu Yuheng didn't seem to notice the bleakness, clutching those letters tightly in his hand.

These things are very important to both the court and him. Among them, Rong Mu listed out many of the secret exchanges between the court bureaucrats that he had never noticed. What's more, among them There are also many details about the military that only people far away from the border know.

What does it mean that Rong Mu suddenly handed over these things to him?

He just went to the south of the Yangtze River to recuperate, and he acted like he would never come back.

Thinking of the report from the secret guard of the Prime Minister's Mansion this morning, saying that Wen Li's people had stabbed Rong Mu, Chu Yuheng's heart clenched tightly.

Now Rong Mu's little behavior will startle the waves in Chu Yuheng's heart lake. Originally, there was a rift between him and Rong Mu because of Wen Li's existence. If Rong Mu knows now, the assassin last night was actually him. The people sent to protect Wen Li...

Even if he has thousands of mouths, he still can't tell.

The dark light in his eyes suddenly appeared, and when Chu Yuheng waved his hands, a dark guard in black fell from the beam of the room.

"Recall the three people from the prime minister's mansion and send a team to protect the prime minister."

The black-clothed dark guard half-kneeled on the ground, cupping his hands in response to the emperor's order.

But before he retreated, he was recalled by Chu Yuheng.

"Wait a minute."

Chu Yuheng rubbed the paper with slightly coarse-grained fingertips, looked at Mu Yuxiu's handwriting on the cover of the letter, Chu Yuheng said in a low voice: "You don't need to choose some new ones, you can go there alone. But, just be his personal bodyguard."

The black-clothed dark guard was stunned for a moment, was he pointed out by the master to the prime minister?

Before the black-clothed dark guard could figure it out, Chu Yuheng gave the last order: "Remember, you only need to protect him, and you can do whatever he asks you to do, but the premise is to protect his safety. As for his There is no need to spread the news to the palace in the future."

The dark guards in black are even more different.

His Majesty chooses the best hidden guard every time to protect the one outside the palace.

But the supervision of that person is also very strict. Every day, he eats and eats. He has to pass the news to the palace every day.

But the black-clothed dark guard could not disobey the order of the master, and in response to the order of the emperor, the dark guard disappeared in front of Chu Yuheng in an instant.

There was only Chu Yuheng left in the waiting room, Chu Yuheng's big palms were propped against the window sill, his hips were leaning against the window, and the cold wind kept sliding along the back of his neck to his inner clothes.

Since the people Rong Mu didn't like were watching him, he would withdraw the people he sent out.

But he still has a bottom line, that is Rong Mu's safety - no mistakes.

At the moment, Rong Mu didn't know that Chu Yuheng had arranged another person for him as personal protection.

Walking between the palace walls, the man's plain robe swept the drenched stone road, fresh snow fell in the pale black sky, and it was rare for Haojing to snow heavily after the first month was almost over.

Goose feathers are snowing heavily, and each blossom is as big as catkins flying in spring.

But the man in the snow was spotless.

Originally, Rong Mu wanted to say goodbye to Chu Yuheng face to face, but now this situation seems unnecessary. Painful remorse rippled on his slender eyelashes, and every time his heart trembled, he regretted it.

He couldn't even find a reason for Chu Yuheng.

The person who assassinated him last night was sent by Wen Li, and Chu Yuheng didn't plan to blame Wen Li after knowing about it, and according to what Wen Li said just now, Wen Li dared to do such a thing, and he was sure that Chu Yuheng would protect him He, how close these two should be.

However, there doesn't seem to be anything wrong with that...

On the first day he came back from Northern Xinjiang, he met Wen Li who was able to have fun with Chu Yuheng in the imperial study. Wen Li got an official position in just one month and gained real power , he should know Wen Li's position in Chu Yuheng's heart.

After all, it took him six years to go from being an unknown person to the position of court lieutenant; and Wen Li's one month has already caught up with his few years...

How ironic, countless signs showed the unusual relationship between the two, only he would take chances with Chu Yuheng if he was blindfolded.

Rong Mu dragged his heavy steps across the freshly fallen snow on the ground, but carefully protected the wound on his left arm when he was attacked by the assassin last night with his palm.

His heart was surging, and he was far less calm than his face.

He had already done the last thing he could do for Chu Yuheng, and the meager usefulness had disappeared, but Chu Yuheng didn't care about him at all, and even wanted to kill him.

Rong Mu couldn't help but smile.

Step by step towards the direction of the emperor, it seems that the next step will disappear into the world.

Song Du who had been waiting in front of the carriage was a little anxious.

It was a fine day and it snowed suddenly, and I don't know if there will be someone to hold an umbrella when the adults come out.

Song Du, who was waiting for someone, was fiddling with the long whip around his waist, and suddenly saw the familiar figure of his lord.

Rong Mu's complexion was as usual, and the top of his jet-black hair was still covered with cotton-like white snow balls. When he got on the carriage, the accumulated snow petals gradually melted.

It's just that the adult's mood is wrong.

It's too dead...

Song Du's heart tightened, and when he saw this, he hurriedly delivered a clean white towel.

Rong Mu thanked him lightly, and Song Du felt distressed again.

The person in front of him was wet, as if he had just been soaked in cold water, the whole person was filled with the inexhaustible coldness, and his complexion was exhausted.

When they arrived at the Prime Minister's Mansion, Song Du tried several times to help Rong Mu go back to the mansion, but Rong Mu refused.

As soon as he returned to the prime minister's mansion, Rong Mu hid himself in the study without seeing anyone.

Even though Song Du was carrying the medicine to be used before noon, the adults inside stopped him outside. Song Du was so anxious that he couldn't do anything, so he could only look at each other with Butler Zhou outside.

Butler Zhou was puzzled: "Did you go to the palace to see His Majesty? Why did you come back like this?"

Song Du's eyes were dimmed: "I don't know either."

He was going to Jiangnan with Hua Huaiyin this afternoon, but how could he feel at ease when his master was like this.

Butler Zhou also sighed to himself.

But the adults didn't surround themselves for too long, when it was almost noon, the people inside pushed open the door of the study.

But what surprised Song Du was that another person stepped out from his adult's study.

This person is not easy to mess with at first glance. Although he is not too strong, his whole body is like a sharp knife, and there seems to be invisible blood lingering around this person.

This person is the secret guard who has just been sent by the emperor.

Rong Mu wasn't too intimate with him, when he opened the door and saw Song Du happened to be still there, he pointed at Song Du to the black-clothed guard, and said indifferently, "Follow him to the south of the Yangtze River."

The black-clothed dark guard shook his head: "I protect my lord."

"To protect him is to protect me. Didn't Your Majesty let you listen to me?"

"But Your Majesty asked me to protect Your Excellency." The black-clothed dark guard began to be stubborn.

"So you have to follow me?"

The dark guard in black nodded.

Rong Mu was suddenly discouraged: "Forget it, then you will be with me."

Song Du who was listening on the side finally knew the truth of the matter.

It turned out that the person who suddenly appeared in my lord's study was sent by His Majesty, but it was amazing, he had been guarding outside the door, and this person could still go in without making a sound.

Rong Mu couldn't send the black-clothed dark guard away, so he simply followed this man.

He was quite busy today, he got up early to deal with the assassins, and went to the palace before noon, Hua Huaiyin was going to Jiangnan this afternoon, and Rong Mu specially shared lunch with him.

At the end of the day, the snow stops and the sun rises.

The carriage arranged by Rong Mu stopped outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, Hua Huaiyin's luggage was packed, and even Dr. Song, who had to take care of Hua Huaiyin, was already sitting in the carriage safely.

Hua Huaiyin quite agrees with what Rong Mu said about going to the south of the Yangtze River to recuperate his injuries. In the past, it was not easy to go out of Haojing privately because of his status as a military general. Now he can go to the south of the Yangtze River together by taking advantage of Rong Mu's shareholder style. Slightly looking forward to it.

Seeing Rong Mu fluttering in white under the carriage, Hua Huaiyin touched his head and smiled, "Then we'll wait for you in Jiangnan first, you have to come quickly."

"it is good."

Rong Mu smiled.

But Song Du, who was holding the whip in his hand, still felt that something was wrong. The leather whip in his hand was rubbed with fluff balls, and the leather on the handle was even cracked.

Seeing that Hua Huaiyin sat back peacefully, Rong Mu quickly turned around and took a brocade box from the arms of the attendant behind him, and handed it to Song Du.

This was something he had prepared a long time ago. Originally, Rong Mu planned to give it to Song Du on his birthday, but he didn't expect to have this opportunity now.

"My lord..." Song Du stared blankly, not knowing what he meant.

The tails of Rong Mu's eyes slightly raised, and the glazed eyes flickered with an inexplicable light: "I haven't sent you anything for several years, so let's take it."

He didn't say it was a birthday gift given in advance, he was afraid that Song Du would think too much.

Seeing that Song Du accepted it but did not open it, Rong Mu raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you going to open it and have a look?"

"it is good."

Song Du opened the wooden box when he heard the sound, and when he saw what was inside, the original sleepy expression on his face was broken in vain, and his eyes sparkled.

This is a new long whip!

Seeing that Song Du couldn't put it down, the corners of Rong Mu's mouth curled up again: "The whip in your hand has been old for a long time, and I have been thinking of giving you a new one. This is when Tuohua was in northern Xinjiang The old general found it, and it might be suitable for you.”

Unexpectedly, adults would remember such small details, Song Du's nose was sour, and the corners of his eyes turned red: "Thank you, sir."

"Well, it's getting late, you should go too."

The round wheels of the carriage rolled over the three inches of snow on the ground, and there was a low "squeak" sound, and the parting carriage slowly moved away from the mansion, gradually drifting away.

"Bon voyage..."

Rong Mu's voice was extremely low, and the words that had just come out of his lips were scattered in the wind and snow by the howling wind.

This time he didn't tell them to wait for him, just like Rong Mu himself knew that they would never meet again in the future.