Your Majesty, I am not worthy

——How can there be another Wenli by my side

But when Wen Li's name was suddenly brought up by Rong Mu, the atmosphere between Rong Mu and Chu Yuheng froze instantly.

Seeing Rong Mu mentioning Wen Li like that, Chu Yuheng suddenly recovered from his drunkenness, Chu Yuheng's heart skipped a beat, he thought Rong Mu was jealous.

Chu Yuheng's mood suddenly improved a lot: "Ah Mu, are you jealous? Ah Mu, you don't have to worry about it,? Wen Li,? I have already punished him, and even took his official position."

"It's not 'to hold a grudge'." Rong Mu corrected, "Your Majesty's word is too strong."

Seeing that Rong Mu was still keeping a distance from him, Chu Yuheng heaved a sigh of relief and denied it with a straight face: "But I don't realize that I love him."

"I have demoted Wen Li as an official." Chu Yuheng's voice was hoarse, "Wen Li lives outside the palace now? Besides, I have nothing to do with him anymore..."

When Rong Mu saw Chu Yuheng explaining to him, the corners of his mouth curled into a perfect arc, and he interrupted softly: "Your Majesty keeps saying that he has nothing to do with him anymore, so does His Majesty still have him in his heart?"

"..." Chu Yuheng's dark pupils flashed a few strands of obscurity, and the next moment the emperor gave up on himself: "The one I like is you."

"But I don't believe it."

Rong Mu doesn't believe in silly dreams, so if he looks back, he will only burn his heart.

"Your Majesty treated Wen Li much better than me at the beginning." Rong Mu smiled, but the smile gradually dissipated, and his expression gradually became serious, "Your Majesty let him live in the palace and gave him the same status as a concubine,? Later He also rewarded the official positions in the imperial court, and what I got all the way by following the rules, he can get them at his fingertips...Compared with this, isn't it ridiculous that His Majesty still said that the one he likes is me?"

"..."

Chu Yuheng was short of breath.

After he thought about it, it was true, even the little eunuch who was around him thought he treated Wen Li better than Rong Mu.

But it's clearly not the case.

The longing and depression that had settled in Chu Yuheng's heart lake for a year surged up suddenly, Chu Yuheng woke up like a dream, his eyes flickered and said: "After you left, A Mu, I couldn't sleep well every day. During the day, when I go to court, I see the illusion of you, A Mu, and when I wear a memorial in the royal study, I can see you, A Mu, even in my sleep. Karma. I have always kept a place for you in my heart, and no one can occupy it, even Wen Li."

But Rong Mu smiled perfunctorily: "If Your Majesty had said this to me a few years ago, I would have been deeply moved, but now...it's too late."

"How can it be too late, if Ah Mu is willing, you and I can go back to the past!"

"Can't go back."

As the thin lips of the man in white moved up and down lightly, his voice was long gone, and the coldness dyed Rong Mu's brows.

"In the past, Wenli's name was a thorn in my heart. It was secretive and small, but it couldn't be ignored. It would pierce me from time to time."

Rong Mu paused, looking at the clear sky, with a beautiful curve on his lips, "But now when I mention Wen Li, my heart doesn't hurt anymore, Your Majesty knows why, because I let go. "

Put it down, look down on it.

Therefore, the entanglement between him, Wen Li, and Chu Yuheng can be eliminated.

The wild geese still leave traces, but now these have not left even the slightest trace.

All the cracks that remained after Zeng Wanjian pierced the heart were filled up. Rong Mu, who is now almost invulnerable to all poisons, took a deep breath, and used small iron pliers to turn over the slightly dimmed firewood in the stove. Burning, Rong Mu recalled the action of Shen Shumo cooking tea just now in his mind, and started to roast the fire and re-warm the tea unskillfully.

And his calm and merciless face made Chu Yuheng's cheeks burn with pain.

Chu Yuheng was in a daze at the moment.

But who can blame this?

At that moment, Chu Yuheng's eyes were frankly exposed in front of Rong Mu, and he could see the loss of the person in front of him at this moment. Rong Mu poured the freshly brewed tea into a new cup.

Handing the teacup to Chu Yuheng, Rong Mu said unprecedentedly: "Your Majesty, do you remember that there is a portrait in His Majesty's study room?"

Ever since he knew that Wen Li had lied to him, Chu Yuheng handed over the portrait to Xiao Xuanzi and delivered it to Wen Li's house; when Rong Mu mentioned the portrait, he really slapped Chu Yuheng in the face, and made Chu Yuheng Yu Heng remembered that Wen Li was not the one who saved her back then.

When the bones were burning, Chu Yuheng nodded and added: "But the portrait has already been processed by my people."

"Have you dealt with it?"

Rong Mu murmured, with some secret sarcasm flashing in his eyes: "I always thought it was me in the painting, but when I saw Wen Li... I realized how absurd my thinking was. I have always claimed to be by His Majesty's side The old man has been with His Majesty for ten years, but he never thought that the person in the painting met His Majesty earlier than me."

The fragrance of tea lingered on his fingertips, Rong Mu smiled sleepily, and ripples of sarcasm swirled around: "At the beginning when an assassin hurt my face, I thought His Majesty just cared about me, but now that I think about it, His Majesty is probably afraid that I will hurt you." It looks somewhat similar to Wen Li's face."

"nonsense!"

Rong Mu didn't intend to quarrel with Chu Yuheng, after all, this depressive atmosphere was only one-sided. Rong Mu's side was still calm, and he was clearly looking at Chu Yuheng, but there was no Chu Yuheng in his translucent eyes. Heng: "Your Majesty dare to swear that your Majesty first got close to me in the academy, and there was no reason for smelling chestnuts?"

"..."

Chu Yuheng was dumbfounded.

Indeed, if Rong Mu hadn't fed him a piece of candy when he fell down, he would not have noticed Rong Mu.

The taste of the candy was different, but the same thing was that when he fainted again, someone also fed him a piece of candy, and this person was quite similar to the person who fed him candy for the first time, so he changed his attitude overnight Rong Mu's attitude allowed Rong Mu to approach him, and - he could only approach him.

Even if he had a different intention first, Chu Yuheng's expression was extremely ugly when Rong Mu forced him to question him at this moment.

He originally thought it was just a small opening, but he never thought that it was a dark and dangerous rift in Rong Mu's eyes. Wen Li's existence made the rift between the two of them deeper and deeper.

Looking at the man in white who didn't trust him at all, Chu Yuheng explained to himself as if there was no way out, but there was no truth in his words: "I didn't treat you well because of Wen Li at all, as for Yu The portrait that hangs in the study all the time was just replaced by the wall of the imperial study, if you come back to the capital with me, Ah Mu, you can see your portrait hanging on the wall of the imperial study."

Rong Mu chuckled lightly and didn't say much.

At that moment, Rong Mu stretched out his hand to smooth the corner of his clothes that was blown up by the wind, but he didn't want the charcoal ash from the iron tongs to stain his hands just now, which now stained the clean robe with a little blackness.

Concentrating his eyebrows, Rong Mu got up first: "It's almost time, I still need to deal with school affairs, if your majesty is hungry, you can ask the mother-in-law to go to the back kitchen to make some breakfast, but the family is poor, good medicinal materials No, I'm afraid His Majesty won't get used to it, for the sake of state affairs, I also think about His Majesty's body, it's better for Your Majesty to return to Haojing as soon as possible."

Chu Yuheng couldn't hear these words. Seeing that Rong Mu was about to leave, Chu Yuheng immediately got up, but he felt a tearing pain in his lower abdomen.

Enduring the pain, Chu Yuheng's forehead was covered with fine drops of sweat: "Ah Mu, don't you believe me?"

Rong Mu still held a faint smile.

And the silence of the person in front of him made Chu Yuheng understand something.

Ah Mu still didn't believe his words...

The author has something to say: the plot is still a bit slow, it needs to be rushed!

good night (gently