National teacher, he is a sick beauty

For a moment, everyone in the Garment Bureau looked at Chu Lang, wanting to verify the rumors that were circulating.

Chu Lang raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect Shen Ci to ask this question suddenly, and then his eyes fell on the red dress at hand.

It seems that his husband used this robe as the queen's wedding dress.

Chu Lang chuckled: "Sir, the queen's phoenix robe is not so simple."

However, Shen Ci's question has not been clearly answered.

Shen Ci stood at the door and still didn't move.

Chu Lang had no choice but to walk over, trying to pull him: "I just want to see Mr. in red, and never said it was a wedding dress. Where did Mr. think?"

However, Shen Ci took a step back. His eyes were full of blood at the moment. The scene of the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens had receded. What appeared in his mind now seemed to be something earlier. It was so long that he thought that he had already forget…

Shen Ci didn't salute, didn't even say a word, and left.

Chu Lang's outstretched hand froze on the spot, watching Shen Ci leave in a daze.

This is the first time Shen Ci lost his composure in front of him.

Until the night, the wind and rain beat on the windows and doors, and as Shen Ci said, there will be rain tomorrow.

The rain from the flying corners of the eaves dripped like lines, hitting the bluestone slabs and people's hearts.

Shen Ci didn't know why he went to bed early today, but he also slept very restlessly. He kept frowning, his face was abnormally white, and beads of sweat were still oozing from his forehead.

Even though it was such a cold day, people felt that he was very hot.

But Chu Lang, who was sleeping next to him, knew that Shen Ci was not because of the heat, but because of a nightmare.

Under the quilt, the little emperor's robe was tightly held by Shen Ci, twisting into a ball.

This nightmare seemed to last for a long time, but Chu Lang finally couldn't stand it anymore, hugged Shen Ci in his arms, and patted Shen Ci lightly, intending to comfort Shen Ci.

He also had nightmares when he was young, it was on the memorial day of his mother and concubine, and he still remembered that Shen Ci held him in his arms, patted his back to comfort him, and told him that someone was with him.

While patting, Chu Lang called him softly: "Sir, you are having a nightmare, wake up quickly."

Shen Ci failed to wake up, the young him was hiding in a corner and crying, and not far away, someone was insulting and beating another person on the ground, blood was dripping from that person's body and mouth, but the perpetrator was completely unaware. I felt that the movement of my hands never stopped.

He had tears in his eyes, but he still stubbornly looked at the person who fell on the ground. The woman's eyebrows were gentle and graceful, with a little melancholy, her complexion was pale because of the pain, but there was only one deep remark reflected in her eyes from beginning to end.

She also forced a smile at him.

Shen Ci knew that she wanted him to leave and let him run.

But his whole body seemed to be under some spell, and he couldn't move at all. He didn't know where he should run.

In a trance, I heard someone calling him again, calling him...

Master national teacher?

The voice gradually became clearer and amplified in his ear, as if calling him softly in his ear...

So familiar, who is it?

Before Shen Ci remembered who was calling him, the perpetrator turned around and walked towards him suddenly.

Shen Ci opened his eyes slightly, and saw that the man was holding an iron rod in his hand, which was as thick as the forearm of an adult man. The man walked up to him and raised the iron rod!

Shen Ci woke up suddenly, he opened his eyes, his eyes were bright yellow, it seemed to be...

Chu Lang's shirt!

He was being hugged by Chu Lang at the moment, and the little emperor was patting his back lightly, calling his name above his head.

Shen Ci moved his fingertips slightly.

Why is it like coaxing a child?

Chu Lang felt the movement of the person in his arms, stopped and patted his back: "Sir, are you awake?"

Shen Ci came out of his arms and straightened his messy clothes: "It's the minister's fault for disturbing His Majesty."

He raised his eyes and looked out of the window, and before he knew it, it was already daylight.

Chu Lang got up after him, and took off two sets of clothes from the clothes hanger beside him: "This is what we wore when we went out of the palace last time, and it's the same this time."

It is impossible for the little emperor to leave the palace in a big way, so he is not going to play. Shen Ci naturally understands, but Lin Wanshuang does not necessarily understand.

When Lin Wanshuang got dressed and came to the door of the imperial study, she saw the two people in disguise, her face was full of surprise.

"Your Majesty, National Teacher, are you...?"

Chu Lang looked at her with curved willow eyebrows, lightly tapped red lips, ringed with ding-dong, lightly holding a small fan, she really looked like a daughter of a prime minister's mansion traveling.

"I can't leave the palace at will, so naturally I will go out secretly."

Lin Wanshuang came to a sudden: "Your Majesty, this is the son of a rich family, and the national teacher is the son of the son. Then the servant girl...how should I dress up?"

Chu Lang raised his eyebrows and didn't answer.

Lin Wanshuang thought for a long time, and said, "My lady, go and change into your clothes and pretend to be His Majesty's younger sister?"

Pinghu Lake is a huge lake in the west of Kyoto City, connected to the moat, with rippling blue waves and groups of koi.

Today, the drizzle is continuous, and the lake is full of mist. The fog is like a fairyland in Penglai. Taking advantage of the rainy day, there is no one in the center of the lake, only a very delicate painting boat drifting aimlessly in the center.

Lin Wanshuang stood at the bow of the boat in Tsing Yi, holding an oil-paper umbrella in the drizzle, standing quietly in the drizzle. From the shore, it seemed that the Penglai Fairy Mountain Goddess cruise ship had entered the world.

It's hazy and can't see clearly, but it makes people's hearts fascinated.

"Too...Brother Lang, come out and have a look, it's so beautiful outside." Lin Wanshuang had been staying in the boudoir for a long time, and it was really hard to control the beautiful scenery, so she called her sweetheart to share it.

Chu Lang almost slipped his footsteps when he heard him yelling, and he looked at Shen Ci next to him with some amusement.

Shen Ci's expression was indifferent, expressionless, but the umbrella in his hand was slightly tilted, and he almost missed holding it.

When she was young, Lin Wanshuang often called Chu Lang "Brother Prince", but she was young at that time, so she went with her, but in fact it was not right after all. I didn't expect to come out to play today, and Lin Wanshuang, who was depressed and depressed, became bolder.

Chu Lang smiled and held Shen Ci's cold hand, straightened the umbrella, and the two of them took an oil-paper umbrella and walked to the bow of the boat.

Sure enough, the lakes and mountains are beautiful and the scenery is pleasant.

It's just that in autumn Japan was cold and rainy, and the coldness on the lake was even worse. Shen Ci's thin body couldn't bear it, and he pretended to go out without bringing anything to keep out the cold.

He didn't show it, but his face turned slightly pale.

Chu Langfang just shook his hand and felt cold. Naturally, he could also sense Shen Ci's discomfort, so he raised his hand and took off the only cloak on his body to keep out the cold.

Although Lin Wanshuang was looking at the beautiful scenery, she kept paying attention to Chu Lang from the corner of her eye. When she saw Chu Lang raised his hand to take off his cloak, he unconsciously stood up a little more.

Today, Chu Lang took the initiative to ask her out to swim in the lake, and she must have taken care of her a little bit, so she couldn't help but feel a little happy.

Without Shen Ci's help, she can still win His Majesty's heart.

She thought beautifully, over there Shen Ci was already wrapped in warmth, and the cloak itself was warm, just after it was taken off Chu Lang's body, it still carried the warmth of Chu Lang's body.

Shen Ci seemed to be trapped in a warm room, his pale face brightened a bit.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shen Ci was still polite and thoughtful.

Lin Wanshuang saw that the cloak that was about to cover her body fell on Shen Ci's body, and her face collapsed. She pursed her lips and looked away, unable to conceal the disappointment in her eyes.

She was silent for a while, calmed down, and took out three food boxes from the painting boat.

She smiled and said to Chu Lang: "Brother, last time Wanshuang said that he would make dinner for you, but later on my brother was always busy, so Wanshuang got up early today and made some special pastries, brother, try it? "

Chu Lang raised his eyebrows, and said calmly: "Since sir is my...my husband, then he is also your husband. Why do you only invite me and not invite him to taste?"

Chu Lang could see that Shen Ci didn't talk very much today. If it was two days ago, he would have been alone with Lin Wanshuang. How could he be so silent like today?

Lin Wanshuang pursed her lips again when he heard what he said, feeling a little unhappy, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously. She heard from her father that the Master of the State Teacher and His Majesty had always been at odds, but recently she was in the palace, it was really I'm not sure what Chu Lang thinks about Master Guoshi.

She can only wait and see what happens.

So she endured her grievances, turned her head and said to Shen Ci: "Sir, Wan Shuang's craftsmanship may not be on the stage, and please give me your advice."

Shen Ci glanced at Chu Lang, but he couldn't do it too clearly in front of the little emperor, so he nodded.

The three of them watched the scenery, listened to the rain, and tasted pastries on the painting boat.

Although Lin Wanshuang said that she was making a fool of herself, in fact, what she made was what she was best at, and she did her part better than what the chef made.

But Shen Ci didn't like sweets, and Chu Lang didn't have the habit of being greedy, so the two tasted it casually.

Seeing this, Lin Wanshuang lost interest.

Shen Ci hid other thoughts in his eyes, coughed lightly, and said to Chu Lang: "Your Majesty was very curious about things outside the palace when he was young. I still remember that the palace servant who served His Majesty brought back a bunch of candied haws from outside the palace. , His Majesty looked at it several times?"

Chu Lang was caught off guard by Shen Ci and brought up embarrassing things about his childhood, and said awkwardly, "Sir!"

Shen Ci smiled: "Your Majesty likes to eat sweets, Miss Lin is also good at cooking, how much more can I eat?"

Chu Lang gave him a rather surprised look, but he didn't expect Shen Ci to speak for Lin Wanshuang again so soon.

Lin Wanshuang also looked at Shen Ci with some doubts, then thought about it, maybe Shen Ci didn't want her to sue her father, and wanted to please her.

It makes sense.

Just as Lin Wanshuang was thinking, Chu Lang smiled and tasted another piece of pastry just as Shen Ci said.

Lin Wanshuang saw it and didn't know whether it was happiness or worry for a moment.

The joy is that Chu Lang likes to eat her cakes, and her hard work all morning has not been in vain.

What is worrying is that Chu Lang ate more after listening to Shen Ci's words. Could it be that in the future her good intentions must be pushed by Shen Ci to be accepted by Chu Lang?

For a moment, there was silence on the painting boat, and the three of them had their own thoughts.

"Shua"! ! !

A piercing sound sounded beside Shen Ci, obviously a certain distance away from him, but it made him freeze in place and could not move.

This kind of voice, he will never forget it until his death.

It was a sharp arrow that came through the sky, pierced the raindrops all over the sky, penetrated the layers of yarn on the boat, and nailed it to the boat pillar.

Lin Wanshuang exclaimed, "There are assassins!"