I am His Majesty's favorite

He must have hated being alone.

His Majesty the Emperor, who came out of Chiqing Palace, only had these seven words in an infinite loop.

After Mu Zhen finished yelling and turned his bones to ashes, he didn't speak again.Maybe it's because I'm too angry, or maybe I don't think there's anything to talk about with my enemy.

In short, one was sullen and angry on the couch, and the other stood silently and secretly sad.

It's better to leave early than to be speechless.

Lin Heng put the ointment back on the table, and told Huan Yue to remember to rub it on Mu Chen three times a day, so that it will heal faster.

Eunuch Jiang Lai wanted to serve him closely, but suddenly he saw the gloomy face of the monarch.So he didn't rush to get into trouble, and ordered the little eunuchs to carry the chariot a few steps behind and follow quietly.

He has not been with Lin Heng for a long time, only three years.

When the first emperor passed away, he thought that he would become a victim of the palace coup.

Unexpectedly, when Lin Heng ascended the throne, he was still made in charge of affairs, waiting for orders just like accompanying the late emperor.

For three years, day and night, he truly respected and admired Lin Heng in his heart.

To put it bluntly, whether it is administration or human beings, he feels that the current king of Nanchang is far superior to the incompetent former emperor by a hundred times and a thousand times.

And such a frustrated and helpless look, he only saw Lin Heng when he was just ascending the throne and was under the pressure of the courtiers and the situation.

After that, he was indifferent and calm, as if all changes in the situation were under his control.

Before Mu Chen came to Nanchong, he didn't believe that there was such a person with such an astonishing appearance in this world.

I don't believe that there are still people who can make His Majesty the Emperor helpless and lenient in every possible way.

Your Majesty has always been facing the collapse of Mount Tai without changing his expression.

Can't hide the loss at the moment.

She must have really been upset by His Highness the Crown Prince.

Lin Heng was full of thoughts, and he was not interested in Jiang Lai's father-in-law's suggestion that "it's better to go to Qianli Pond to watch the fish that glow at night".

He waved his hand to refuse, summoned the chariot, and leaned his exhausted body into the armrest to doze off.

"Scholar Xuan Lian went to the palace to face the saint. I just want to see him."

Lian Xizhuo was invited directly from the wine table to the palace.

He was still reeking of alcohol, with one hand hooked up to a thin jade bottle of suet, while the other hand clenched his outer robe tightly to keep breathing through his nose, which was blocked by the cold wind.

It has been at least half an hour since I entered the Xuanzheng Hall, during which the Lord Monarch said a total of three sentences.

sit.

sit down.

Sit down and don't move.

Lian Xizhuo couldn't figure it out.

I have nothing important to do and I don't want to chat, so what is the significance of announcing his visit in the middle of the night?

After hesitating for a moment, Bachelor Lian decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock.

After listening to the sighing sound for half an hour, he was really afraid that he couldn't help thinking that there was no hope in the world to shave or become a monk.

But before he opened his mouth, Lin Heng threw down the book that didn't understand the reason at all and asked, "Is solitude boring?"

how to say.

Lian Xizhuo scratched the back of his neck. "Fortunately, let's see who we compare with."

If you compare with that old guy Ji Huaichen, you will definitely win, after all, this kind of monster who even sleeps with a red tassel in his arms is still a minority.

"Is that lonely boring?"

Lian Xizhuo scratched the back of his neck again. "No, it's much better than some people."

General Ji is called boring, he is either dancing with knives and guns, or he is on the way of dancing with knives and guns, as if his brain is born without a romantic tendon.

Lin Heng let out a foul breath, and said seriously, "What else can I do besides critique papers?"

His mind is as sharp as Lian Xizhuo's, if he can't figure out why the lord of the country urgently called in the middle of the night, he will really think that he has spent the past few years running away for nothing.

"Ask if there are any of these. Your Majesty just wants to know how to capture the heart of the Huaibei prince."

Lin Heng's cheeks flushed suddenly upon hearing this. "What nonsense!"

"Yo yo, you dare not admit it?" Lian Xizhuo narrowed his eyes and smiled brightly. "I heard that His Majesty bravely entered the Chaomu Pavilion to rescue the beauty, what is his intention?"

"Gu Na just happened to pass by."

Lin Heng straightened his back and argued strongly: "Mu Chi is the prince of Huaibei. If he died in Nanqian for no reason, the rumors will tell that Gu Gu pretended to beg and treat the defeated country harshly, and Yu Gu's reputation... will be damaged."

"Really? But as far as I know, His Majesty is not a person who cares about gossip."

Lian Dashi held out ten fingers, and with a flick of his wrist, all of them pointed at his nephew.

"Besides, I'm sorry to say that His Majesty's reputation is not very good. What's the difference between more losses and less losses?"

"Lian Xi Zhuo!"

The little uncle blocked one ear, trying to avoid the instigator who suddenly raised the volume.

"Okay, okay! Since His Majesty is not willing to listen, then let's go. Please continue to let out a long sigh. I have something to do, so I will take my leave first."

He pretended to run away, but before he could take a step, the Lord Monarch sitting above coughed lightly: "Wait a minute."

Lian Xizhuo lazily turned around: "What else can Your Majesty do?"

"Gu......" Lin Heng pointed to the carved sandalwood chair beside him angrily, pointing to the tip of his hot ears. "You sit down."

Lian Xizhuo was amused, so he sat down. "Call the little uncle to listen first, otherwise we won't talk about it."

Lin Heng was expressionless. "Get back, and close the door by the way."

Bachelor Lian:? ? ?

Baba'er called him here, and then drove him away without saying anything speculative. Do you really think he is a good-tempered person?

"It's fine if you don't want to call me. You are the Ninth Five-Year Supreme Monarch, I admit it. But in the future, don't expect to hear a word from me about that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Lin Heng raised his eyes and stared at him fiercely: "Take advantage of the fire?"

no response.

Glaring again: "Do you want to make an inch?"

Still no response.

The monarch is discouraged.

At present, the war between Xichuan and Huaibei is not peaceful, and many secret information needs to be inquired by Lian Xizhuo's independent intelligence organization.

In addition, my little uncle has spent many years in taverns and brothels, and he has had friends with as many as [-] girls, so it can be said that he has a deep understanding of love and affection.

It's called to meet, but it's actually asked for advice.

Lin Heng poked his thoughts secretly, and Lianxi figured it out.

half an hour.

The one who was the emperor gave up struggling: "Little...Uncle."

Lianxi Zhuo's face burst into a smile with a weak mosquito's cry, and he put his hands on Lin Heng's head and rubbed it: "You are so good, nephew, what do you want to ask little uncle?"

If the gaze could be visualized, the senior scholar Lian would have been riddled with holes by the swishing arrows.

His Majesty the Emperor tried his best to resist the urge to kill relatives, gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Gu first explained that Gu has no such thoughts towards him, but just doesn't want...to make him unhappy."

"If you want to make people happy, it's simple."

Lianxi sat back on the sandalwood chair with a big stab. "You're dead."

Lin Heng was stunned for a moment.

Repeatedly chewing on the last three words.

It sounds absurd, but I have to agree that this is a frustrating fact.

"Is his aversion to Gu really to such an extent?"

Lian Xizhuo shrugged: "Remember what I mentioned to you, Mr. Zelan?"