National teacher, he is a sick beauty

Shen Ci naturally would not let go of such an opportunity, he nodded to Zhao Yin.

Yu Zeqin was let in, and he saluted Shen Ci respectfully: "Master National Teacher is well."

Shen Ci looked at his breezy face and asked, "Has Your Majesty entrusted you with the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven?"

Although it was a question, Shen Ci already had the answer in his heart.

"Yes," Yu Zeqin smiled, "It depends on you, Master National Teacher."

Shen Ci smiled softly: "It's not Shen's credit, it's Liu Ping who wanted to die, and Shen can't stop him."

Yu Zeqin naturally also heard about the Yingchun Tower: "Yes, Liu Ping has a wicked heart. The officials reminded him a long time ago, but he didn't listen. But today I also heard that the Yingchun Tower was closed."

Shen Ci raised his eyebrows. He asked Gu Qing to clean up those guests yesterday, but he never said that he would destroy the Yingchun Building. After all, behind the Yingchun Building was King Yan, and the number of officials involved in the building that day was only a lot. If he really I'm afraid there will be a lot of movement in the court.

Shen Ci thought about it, and said to Zeqin: "Since His Majesty trusts you, you can do it."

Yu Zeqin looked at Shen Ci for a while, and asked cautiously: "Does the Master have anything to tell you?"

Shen Ci looked up at him: "What do you think?"

Yu Zeqin looked at Shen Ci again, made sure that Shen Ci had nothing to say, and smiled apologetically, "Yes, I understand, and I will do my best to hold the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven."

After Zhao Yin sent Yu Zeqin away, he entered the courtyard, and the Master Guo Shi closed those beautiful eyes again.

Zhao Yin said to him: "Master National Teacher, Your Majesty said that there is a lot of work to do with the Heavenly Sacrifice Banquet, please Master National Teacher to eat by yourself."

Shen Ci nodded and opened his eyes: "Zhao Yin, what do you think of Lin Wanshuang, the prime minister's daughter?"

Zhao Yin didn't know what Shen Ci meant, so he could only compromise and say: "She is beautiful and intelligent, she is a talented woman."

Shen Ci responded: "Since this is the case, as His Majesty's husband, it is also appropriate for Shen to propose marriage for him."

Zhao Yin opened his eyes slightly, but he could only agree: "Yes..."

It turns out that Master Guoshi said that His Majesty misses spring, not just talking about it.

After lunch, Shen Ci took a book and read it in the yard. When Chu Lang found time to come back, Shen Ci was resting on the table.

The man turned his face slightly, the breeze ruffled the broken hair on his forehead, Chu Lang walked behind him, and hugged Shen Ci in the motion of covering the cloak, the fur-collared cloak blocked Shen Ci's chin, very similar A little fox curled up in a blanket and sleeping soundly.

Perhaps Shen Ci was a light sleeper, but Chu Lang woke up with such a movement. He stood up to salute, but was held by the little emperor and couldn't move.

Shen Ci was helpless: "Your Majesty."

Chu Lang didn't let go of him: "I heard that Mister is going to draft for me?"

Shen Ci glanced at Zhao Yin who was standing respectfully aside: "Yes."

"Lin Wanshuang, Prime Minister Lin's daughter-in-law?"

"Miss Lin is beautiful and intelligent. She is a talented woman. You two met each other when you were young, and you praised her for being a country and a city."

Chu Lang laughed: "Sir, why do you only listen to half of what others are saying when you eavesdrop?"

Shen Ci: "?"

"I said at the time that Ms. Lin is beautiful and intelligent, she is a talented woman, and her appearance is even more impressive... It's just not half as good as my husband."

Shen Ci was taken aback, and pursed his lips to retort: ​​"Nonsense."

Chu Lang got up and did not press Shen Ci again: "I am still a little unfamiliar with my husband. Since I said that I want to get close to him, I am afraid that marrying Lin Wanshuang now will make him cold."

Shen Ci tugged on the cloak on his body, and couldn't help asking: "How do you want to get closer?"

Chu Lang turned around and walked in front of Shen Ci, and put one hand on Shen Ci's heart: "Mister and I are separated, and Mr. only wants to leave the capital and leave my side. How can this be considered close?"

Shen Ci lowered his eyes.

Only this matter, he can't answer.

Zhao Yin brought up the medicine at this time, and Shen Ci frowned as he looked at the decoction. Speaking of which, he was forced by Chu Lang to take medicine three times a day these days, and his cough has almost healed, and the pain in his heart has not recurred Pass.

Thinking of this, Shen Ci asked Chu Lang: "Your Majesty once said that you will let me out of the palace when your illness is cured. Your Majesty will never regret it, right?"

Chu Lang withdrew Shen Ci's hand from his heart. Hearing this, he paused: "Of course it counts..."

Shen Ci nodded: "The minister's illness is almost cured now, it's still early in the day, and the palace gate has not been locked, the minister will return to the palace."

Shen Ci got up to leave, but Chu Lang held him back: "I have to ask the imperial physician if Mr.

Seeing that the little emperor was looking for an excuse to shirk again, Shen Ci clenched his fist and pressed Chu Lang's hand with his backhand: "Your Majesty, don't go too far!"

It was the first time for Shen Ci to reprimand Chu Lang ruthlessly, but the other party looked aggrieved: "Do you hate me so much, sir, that you don't even want to be in the imperial study with me? Obviously, you always stay here with me before, and you just stay there For ten days and half a month, I never mentioned returning home."

Shen Ci closed his eyes: "Your Majesty, today is different from the past, you have grown up, you are not a child anymore."

"I grew up, so I can't have a husband, can't I discuss state affairs with him in the same room?"

Shen Ci pressed his hand slightly loosely: "I don't mean that..."

Chu Lang held Shen Ci's hand and changed the subject: "Forget it, sir, if you don't want to drink medicine, I won't force you to."

Shen Ci was brought back to his original seat by him. Chu Lang untied the bandage on Shen Ci's hand, changed his dressing, and said, "Mr.'s old illness has not healed, and he has added a new injury to me. I still can't do it." Reassure me."

Speaking of this, Shen Ci looked at Chu Lang's movements and asked tentatively, "Did Your Majesty catch the assassin from that night?"

Chu Lang's attack was very light and didn't hurt Shen Ci: "It's strange to say that I sent Gu Qing to investigate after that night, but there was no trace around the alley, as if the assassin that night was just an illusion of me and my husband."

Shen Ci frowned: "Oh, even Gu Qing couldn't see any clues. It seems that the person behind the scenes is very good at hiding. Your Majesty, guess...who could it be?"

Chu Lang applied the medicine and bandaged him up: "There are people in Beijing who are so capable. If it wasn't for Gu Qing himself, then there would only be King Yan."

Chu Lang said, looking at Shen Ci, not wanting to let go of even the slightest expression on his face.

Shen Ci shook his head: "Since it is aimed at the subject, there must be a grudge against the subject. General Gu and the subject have no grievances in the past, and have no enmity recently. As for His Royal Highness King Yan... isn't it rumored that he still loves the subject?"

Shen Ci picked it up and put it down lightly, neither saying yes nor no.

Chu Lang listened to the second half of the sentence, and snorted: "If you really love Mister, why would you do such unsightly things, I'm afraid it's not because you want to humiliate Mister."

Shen Ci didn't care: "If he can't dance in front of the minister, he really has no ability."

Chu Lang raised Shen Ci's bandaged hand, and blew childishly: "Does it still hurt, sir?"

Seeing his behavior like this, Shen Ci didn't criticize him for being so childish as an emperor, but rather lost his mind.

Chu Lang was often injured when practicing martial arts and swords when he was young. At that time, he was so young that tears came out from the pain, but he just looked at Shen Ci, holding back his eyes, for fear that Shen Ci would scold him.

Shen Ci looked at him like this, raised his bruised hand in a funny way, and blew gently: "This way it won't hurt."

I was in a trance for a while.

Shen Ci quickly withdrew his hand: "No problem, thank you Your Majesty for your concern."

Chu Lang felt the warmth of Shen Ci's hand just now, and winked at Zhao Yin.

Not long after, Zhao Yin brought a small hand warmer.

Chu Lang stuffed things into Shen Ci's arms: "If Mister feels cold, go back to the imperial study."

Just as Shen Ci was about to refuse, the man involuntarily helped him up and dragged him towards the imperial study.

Shen Ci was brought to sit in front of the desk, and Chu Lang's voice came from behind him: "The list of the feast for offering sacrifices to heaven has changed, sir, do you want to see it?"

Shen Ci's heart moved.

But Zhao Yin said at the door: "Your Majesty, Master of the National Teacher, General Gu is asking to see you."

"Xuan."

Chu Lang put his hands on the desk from behind Shen Ci, looking from the front, it seemed that he was enclosing Shen Ci in his arms.

Shen Ci said unnaturally: "Your Majesty, Rong Chen is avoiding you."

Chu Lang didn't move, but held him down instead: "When Mister was monopolizing power in the court, why didn't you think of avoiding it?"

Shen Ci: "Now that the minister has returned the golden seal, he no longer has the power of regent, so he should avoid it."

Chu Lang smiled, leaned over and whispered in Shen Ci's ear, "But they don't know."

Shen Ci's ears were itchy because of him, and he turned his head to the side.

Speaking of which, Shen Ci has never been able to figure it out. He has already returned the golden seal to the little emperor, but the little emperor didn't announce it to the world, and he didn't let him out of the palace. What was he thinking?

Just as he was engrossed in his thoughts, his right earlobe was suddenly picked up by someone. Shen Ci hurriedly dodged and bumped into Chu Lang.

Chu Lang laughed softly: "Mister's ears are so sensitive, I just got closer and whispered a few words, why did I become popular?"

Shen Ci touched his earlobe subconsciously, and denied, "Nothing."

While talking, Gu Qing had already walked in, he was taken aback for a moment when he saw the postures of the two and the emperor smiling comfortably.

It was rumored that the Son of Heaven was not in harmony with the National Teacher, and he always felt that the rumors were untrue, but it was true that the two had not been so close for a long time, and the National Teacher often did not enter the palace.

Now seeing each other, the relationship between the two is still the same, it seems to be even stronger than before.

Gu Qing bowed towards the two of them: "I refer to Your Majesty, National Teacher."

Chu Lang suppressed his smile: "Get up, what's the matter?"

Gu Qing said: "Returning to Your Majesty, because of the Yingchun Tower incident, many people made a fuss at the gate of the palace."

Chu Lang raised his eyebrows: "Oh, there are still people who dare to make trouble at the gate of the palace?"

"The minister has already found out that it seems to be related to His Royal Highness Yan Wang."

Chu Lang remembered that behind the Yingchun Building was Lin Yu.

The capital is prosperous, and to be able to become the number one Qinlou Chuguan in Kyoto, there must be someone behind it, and this person is King Yan who is under one person and above ten thousand.

Chu Lang said indifferently: "Then, King Xuanyan will go to the palace."

"Yes."