Your Majesty, I am not worthy

In Rong Mu's impression, Chu Yuheng seldom got sick.

Chu Yuheng has a good background, even if there are many government affairs, he will spend half an hour every day dancing swords in the courtyard.

Sometimes even in the winter, even if he danced with a sword in the cold, he only coughed or coughed a few times afterwards, and after drinking some freshly boiled hot ginger juice, Chu Yuheng became active again, and his illness lasted for only two days.

But Chu Yuheng in Lingqi County was different.

At this time, there is only one candlestick left in the post station, and the lone fire light "squeaks" upwards from the candlestick, which cannot illuminate the whole room very brightly, but even in such a dim situation, it is easy to Mu could also clearly see the blood dripping from Chu Yuheng's mouth, red with black.

Has Chu Yuheng ever suffered from such ailments? He was hit by a dagger and vomited blood again.

If this was still in Haojing's palace, there might already be a huge group of imperial doctors kneeling in front of Chu Yuheng's bed.

However, due to the dilapidated conditions of the inn, Chu Yuheng had no choice but to wipe off the warmth of his lips. The smell of blood instantly invaded his entire lips, and the sticky smell of blood made Chu Yuheng frowned.

As soon as the next wave of blood was suppressed, Chu Yuheng propped up his arms and saw that the closed door opened at some point.

The moonlight shone on the handsome body of the man at the door, which was pure and flawless.

It was Rong Mu who came.

"Ah Mu..." Chu Yuheng straightened up completely, and looked at the person seriously under the moonlight, "It's so late,? Are you still awake?"

Rong Mu walked to the side of the bed in a few steps, and stood at an arm's length away, his brows and eyes were extremely cold, as if the moonlight that had just shone away had not dissipated, and was still enveloping his browbones.

Seeing the blood on the man's mouth at that time, Rong Mu bowed his head: "I'm going to invite a doctor for His Majesty."

"No need." Chu Yuheng waved his hand, exhausted, "You don't need to go, Ah Mu, I have already let my subordinates go, and it's not a big problem."

In fact, this was to trick Rong Mu, Chu Yuheng just didn't want Rong Mu to leave his sight.

Ah Mu came to show concern for him in the middle of the night, and Chu Yuheng's heart that had been cold for a long time finally warmed up.

But Rong Mu didn't hear Chu Yuheng's words in his heart.

At that moment, Rong Mubo's lips were tightly pursed, quietly staring at the undried bright red on the corners of Chu Yuheng's lips, and Rong Mu's hands shrunk under the cloak were tightly held.

Time flowed extremely slowly, and the breaths of both of them were stretched extremely long.

From time to time, the silence was mixed with the muffled cough that Chu Yuheng could suppress.

Seeing Chu Yuheng clenched his hands tightly against his thin lips, still trying his best to suppress the desire to cough, Rong Mu couldn't hold back after all: "There won't be any doctors around here..."

Chu Yuheng froze slightly, but the guilt of not sending someone to invite the doctor made him less confident: "They have already gone looking for it."

After saying that, he trembled and coughed suddenly.

"His Majesty!"

"It's okay, I just caught a little bit of wind and cold yesterday, just sleep tonight."

If it's windy and cold, it's easy to handle.

Rong Mu stepped back half a step, bent down and lifted the curtain on Chu Yuheng's bed, and then fiddled with something silently.

After only a few breaths, Rong Mu took out a quilt from under the bed.

"Your Majesty is injured and weak, and the quilt at the station is still too thin."

After finishing speaking, Rong Mu shook off the quilt he had just carried out, shaking a few times.

Chu Yuheng kept staring at Rong Mu.

When Rong Mu squatted down, his hair rubbed against the cloak and fell to the ground, revealing a white and greasy neck; when he got up, his figure was like a jade knot, and the movement of shaking off the quilt was not unfamiliar at all.

No matter how you look at it, Chu Yuheng finds it novel and gentle.

In order to prevent the dust on the mattress from falling in front of Chu Yuheng, Rong Mu shook off the blanket with his back to Chu Yuheng, and waited for Rong Mu to confirm that the dust on the mattress had been shaken clean, then folded the blanket and planned to press it on Chu Yuheng. On top of Yuheng's quilt.

But when the eyes of the two overlapped, Rong Mu, who met Chu Yuheng's gaze, felt that his gaze was particularly meaningful.

It was as if he wanted to draw a cage for him and imprison him in it.

Concentrating the astonishment in his eyes, Rong Mu silently pressed the quilt he had just taken out on Chu Yuheng's body, tucking the corners of the outer quilt inside, so that Chu Yuheng did not reveal the warmth of the quilt .

But just as Rong Mu finished these, the candle beside him was extinguished.

The moonlight replaced the original candlelight and came in through the cracks in the window.

Chu Yuheng who was on the couch saw that it was dark all around, but before he could habitually call people, Chu Yuheng saw that Rong Mu's face suddenly brightened in the darkness.

A new fire is lit, and the moon fades away.

It turned out that Rong Mu was holding a newly lit candle in his hand.

"Ah Mu, how do you know this house so well?"

Rong Mu first found a spare quilt under the bed, and then found out the position of the candle in the dark. Like him, Rong Mu Mingming only stayed in this inn for one night, as if he had lived in the inn for a long time. Everything here is very familiar.

"I've lived in this inn several times before."

Without much explanation, Rong Mu tilted the candle and dripped the candle oil into the extinguished oil cup.

Before the candle oil was dry, Rong Mu took advantage of the opportunity to insert the candle on top, and stood the candle firmly.

It was obviously something ordinary people would do, but in Chu Yuheng's eyes, Rong Mu's actions just now had a different meaning.

Especially when Chu Yuheng saw Rong Mu doing these things himself, laying bedding and lighting candles, it vaguely gave Chu Yuheng a feeling that he and Rong Mu were no more than ordinary people.

Cozy and long lasting.

Chu Yuheng raised his heart slightly: "Ah Mu lived here a few years ago when he inspected floods in the south of the Yangtze River?"

Four years ago, there was a flood in counties and counties in the south of the Yangtze River. The heavy rain poured down, the embankment broke, and the rain mixed with the river water flooded many houses and people in the south of the Yangtze River.

At that time, Rong Mu was one of the officials sent by Chu Yuheng to deal with various matters after the disaster.

But Rong Mu shook his head.

If it was Chu Yuheng in the past, he would not have asked him about these things at all. Chu Yuheng would only care about the follow-up of the flood he dealt with in the south of the Yangtze River, and court affairs would always come first.

Maybe the people in front of me are really starting to change.

But it's too late...

With a straight and clear elegance, Rong Muqian rushed to Zimu: "At that time, the inn hadn't been built yet."

"Then how do you do it?"

Rong Mu quickly continued Chu Yuheng's words: "When I fled from Haojing to Lingqi County last year, I was weak on the way, so I stayed here for a few days."

Seeing Rong Mu lowering his head, Chu Yuheng couldn't help but frowned: "I never asked you, Ah Mu, why did you choose to come to Jiangnan? Was it for Hua Huaiyin who came to Jiangnan earlier, or for Hua Huai who was already in Jiangnan?" Shen Shumo..."

Hua Huaiyin, Shen Shumo...

Chu Yuheng said so much, but he didn't say that he made the choice out of consideration for his own body.

Rong Mu was stunned for a moment, looking at the moonlight shining through the gap in the window, a gleam of light appeared in his eyes: "So Your Majesty always thought that I came to this side of Lingqi County for someone else?"

Chu Yuheng was silent.

This is silent approval.

"But I can't do it for myself?" Rong Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and continued angrily, "Your Majesty still doesn't believe me, Jiangnan is suitable for health, when I came from Haojing, I was still high fever along the way, now it's only a year , the bones of the body are almost healed, Jiangnan is not just beautiful, the water and the soil support people."

"Isn't it because of Hua Huaiyin or Shen Shumo?"

"……no."

Chu Yuheng let out a "huh", then nodded in relief, "That's good."

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