Your Majesty, I am not worthy

Some people are known to be elegant, walking in the world, and the ease and indifference that transcends the world can be seen in every gesture.

Rong Mu is such a person.

Sitting with bent legs, the leg bones are placed properly, so that outsiders can feel that the folds of his clothes are curled up just right from top to bottom.

From Chu Yuheng's point of view, the octagonal pavilion under the warm winter sun and Rong Mu's music are in the same ten places, perfect harmony.Not to mention that there is Shifang guqin still in front of Rong Mu at this moment, and the morning light slantly falls on his face from the side corner of the octagonal pavilion, dyeing his white porcelain ten-like face with a little bit of clear and warm light.

Except for the appearance of ten people.

Extremely redundant.

Rong Mu didn't think he would play the Guqin for him, Chu Yuheng recalled carefully now, Rong Mu only played the piano three or two times.

Chu Yuheng also asked Rong Mu why he no longer played the piano to him.

At that time, Rong Mu insisted that the sound of his playing music was terrible, and he couldn't bear to prick his ears, so he practiced in private.

He believed it.

Believe it for so many years.

But now Rong Mu doesn't care that his guqin can't be played at ten o'clock, and he will play it so happily to Shen Shumo.

It was as if something that was supposed to belong to him appeared in someone else's arms. At this moment, Chu Yuheng's abdominal pain could be ignored, and ten strands of resentment suddenly rolled up from his lower abdomen, making him The already bloodshot pupils turned a little dark red.

At this moment, Rong Mu also saw Chu Yuheng who had stopped at the Moon Gate.

The slender figure of the man in black forms a black-gold silhouette under the gilding in the early morning. The emperor's long-term uprightness and restraint are broken by his scattered clothes. Ten pairs of eagle eyes are shining on his skinny but still handsome face Spying on the direction of Rong Mu and the two of them, there was a faint sense of ferocity and shock.

It stands to reason that Chu Yuheng was drunk last night, and he would definitely not be able to wake up if he was not on the couch for a few hours today.

But now Chu Yuheng appeared in front of him with disheveled clothes, his complexion...

It's also ugly.

Rong Mu's hand stroking the strings was slightly tight, and he lowered his slightly surprised eyes.

The originally loose smile will condense on his face, Rong Mu stands up and bows.

Shen Shumo, who had his back to Chu Yuheng, noticed Rong Mu's strangeness, and turned his head to look at Rong Mu's line of sight, but he was also very surprised in vain.

Isn't that person not far away Chu Yuheng?

If Shen Shumo didn't know that the emperor of the Ten Kingdoms was Chu Yuheng before, he still respected the current emperor. Dispersed a bit.

But this man is the emperor of ten kingdoms after all, Shen Shumo respectfully followed Rong Mu Shiqi to salute.

Shen Shumo was tall and strong, half a head taller than Rong Mu. At this time, the two stood up and knelt down to Chu Yuheng, ten in front and ten behind. There were ten unique tacit understandings.

But Rong Mu's tacit understanding with others made Chu Yuheng even more uneasy.

Enduring the fine and dull pain in the abdominal bone, Chu Yuheng raised his hands to support Rong Mu who was saluting, and at the same time stretched out his hand to press Rong Mu's shoulder, letting Rong Mu sit back to his original position.

As for Shen Shumo behind Rong Mu...

Chu Yuheng raised his eyelids now, as if he didn't see anything.

After finding the ten-faced stone stool closest to Rong Mu and sitting down, Chu Yuheng saw everything on the table clearly.

All kinds of tea leaves and tea cups are placed neatly in different categories, and tea is still simmering on the stove. A discerning person can know that these two people are cooking tea and chatting here just by looking at it.

Rong Mu who had already sat down did not speak, but only glanced at Shen Shumo who was still kneeling.

Although the winter in Lingqi County is not as cold as the winter in Haojing, the cold air on the ground is also heavy. If Shen Shumo is kneeling straight, it is inevitable that something will happen to his body.

For this, Rong Mubo pursed her lips tightly, her eyes full of apology.

Shen Shumo glanced at him ten times quickly, then shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

Rong Mu blamed himself even more.

Looking up, Chu Yuheng happened to see Rong Mu and Shen Shumo exchanging eyebrows: "...You guys are really in a good mood."

Chu Yuheng said these words plainly, but his tone was a bit weird, as if there was the howling of wind and thunder.

Seemingly understanding why Chu Yuheng was angry, Shen Shumo raised his eyebrows and replied: "It's just drinking tea in winter."

Not wanting to listen to Shen Shumo right now, Chu Yuheng examined him, suppressing his growing anger: "Back off."

"His Majesty……"

"Back off." Chu Yuheng didn't give Shen Shumo a chance to say more, and if Shen Shumo said more than ten sentences, Chu Yuheng couldn't help but strike at him.

Shen Shumo had no choice but to withdraw from the pavilion, but the eyes that looked at Rong Mu before leaving were extremely worried.

At present, there are only Chu Yuheng and Rong Mu in the octagonal pavilion.

The ten white clothes are neat and tidy, calm and composed, while the other ten black clothes are messy, the buttons of their outer robes have not been buttoned, revealing the blood-colored white inner clothes, and their faces are pale at the moment.

The sun rose higher, and the morning light that was still on Rong Mu's body slowly moved down, and finally bounced away from Rong Mu's white shoes.

Without the dazzling sunlight, the pavilion seemed to be a little bit cold and quiet.

Rong Mu covered the teacup with half a sip of tea left in his hands, taking advantage of the remaining warmth of the tea to start his hands.

In the silence, after all, Chu Yuheng sighed ten times first.

The crazily angry tide is gradually slowing down now, but the back of Chu Yuheng's hand is still grim: "Ah Mu, I won't allow you to meet Shen Shumo again."

Like chatting, but also like orders.

Stepping on the slowly moving sunlight, Rong Munan lowered his head slightly, revealing the fair nape of his neck: "Your Majesty won't allow me to have friends..."

"But he has bad intentions!" Chu Yuheng tried his best to be gentle, but his tone was earnest, "Ah Mu, why don't you understand? He actually has a plan for doing so many things."

Hearing this, Rong Mu suddenly smiled, with the bitter taste of drinking tea just now on his lips: "Isn't it a good thing to have a conspiracy?"

Chu Yuheng was dumbfounded: "How could this be a good thing?"

Rong Mu still lowered his head, so that Chu Yuheng couldn't see his specific expression clearly, he could only see his straight nose bone and his thin lips raised up and down: "Everyone will have a plan... If he doesn't want anything, he is willing If you help me like this, then there is a problem."

From Rong Mu's point of view, Shen Shumo was just caring about the friendship between his classmates in the past. If Chu Yuheng hadn't appeared this time, then the relationship between him and Shen Shumo is undoubtedly the best now. Shen Shumo can earn more money, and he doesn't As for idleness and nothing to do.

But things backfired...

Perhaps God didn't want him to have a smooth life, and let Chu Yuheng find him again after so many years of wasting him.

Thinking of this, the corners of Rong Mu's mouth were slightly flattened, his eyelashes drooped, and he looked completely lost.

Seeing the person in front of him looking sleepy, Chu Yuheng frowned, but he still insisted on his own opinion in his heart: "Shen Shumo had bad intentions towards you back in the academy, Ah Mu, do you really think he is still helping you for nothing?"

"Your Majesty means that Shen Shumo is interested in me?"

"Yes."

"Your Majesty always does."

Chu Yuheng: "Ah Mu, what do you mean?"

"Your Majesty suspected Hua Huaiyin when he was in Haojing, and now he suspects Shen Shumo in Lingqi County." Rong Mu lowered his head and sighed, "Your Majesty always thinks bad things about the people around me. I still remember The tenth housekeeper of the Prime Minister's Mansion was sent back to his hometown by His Majesty's order, and His Majesty despised that person's inconvenient legs and feet at that time, so he was not allowed to stay in the mansion."

The emperor seldom bows his head, not to mention that Chu Yuheng felt that he was not at fault for what he did before: "I did this for your own good, that man's legs and feet are not smooth, and his origin is unknown, so how can he be suitable to stay by your side, Mu? Such an important position as a housekeeper."

"But that man is the back chef who warms my meals for me every day in the academy. He has inconvenient legs and feet, and his sense of taste is not sensitive, so I found an excuse to keep him in the prime minister's mansion as an old housekeeper. After taking care of me for several years, how could I not know if he is a good person?"

The tea that was still warm in Rong Mu's hand has gradually lost its temperature. Seeing that Chu Yuheng was holding back his anger, Rong Mu's eyes seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Actually, there are more than that, there are many other scattered things like this. For example, your majesty changed When I was a servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I didn't mention ten words to me; for example, His Majesty promised not to arrange people in the mansion before, and His Majesty also arranged without telling me. In the final analysis, His Majesty never cared about my feelings."

Every sentence of Rong Mu's words was like a cold blade, cutting blood to the bone, especially the last ten sentences, suddenly Chu Yuheng's heart stirred up an uproar.

Lifting his eyes feebly, Chu Yuheng defended himself like a wounded monster: "I know about the secret guard, but I can't explain it clearly, but Ah Mu, you can't say that I don't care about you."

"Your Majesty, stop joking with me." Rong Mu lightly stopped Chu Yuheng.

At that moment, the man in white rested his chin with his hand, Liuli's eyes were clear and emotionless: "If you really care about me——then why are there ten more Wen Li beside His Majesty..."