I am His Majesty's favorite

Is it Mu Chen?

His Majesty the Emperor was stunned for a moment, remembering that he was given a token to pass freely, so it is not surprising to appear here.

However, the access token was only given yesterday, and today he started wandering around. His Royal Highness really can't rest for a moment.

Mu Chen was holding a tray, and the things on it were exactly the kind of soup cups that were sent earlier, and the aroma could be smelled from a distance.

When Zhou Yuan saw His Highness the Crown Prince, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

He was amazed by his eye-catching eyebrows, but also panicked. Didn't he come to settle accounts after hearing the news of persuading His Majesty to accept the concubine?

After all, no one in the palace knew that the monarch treated him favorably like never before.

In terms of grand favor, who would like to have a large group of beauties watching over him?

Zhou Yuan secretly saw that His Majesty's expression was a little relaxed, and tremblingly said: "Your Majesty is accompanied by a beautiful woman, I dare not disturb you, so I will take my leave first."

After all, he just wanted to run away, but he was called out by a light wait.

Mu Xing put the bowl on the desk, and said with a smile: "I thought that His Majesty dealt with government affairs very hard, so I came here to take care of you. If Your Majesty and Your Majesty have serious matters to discuss, I am the one who dare not disturb you." That's right."

The one being cared for listened silently, but narrowed his eyes and gave him a meaningful glance.

It may be seen that he is trying to be some kind of demon.

Zhou Yuan knelt on the ground, forced a wry smile. "This.....the meeting.....the meeting is over, the good night is short, I'd better not be an eyesore here."

Mu Chen smiled again, that smile was extremely charming, and he looked at Lin Heng with a hint of resentment.

"Just now I was afraid that it would be inconvenient to enter the door, so I waited outside for a short while. Mr. Zhou came to meet the saint without hesitation, and what he said was loyal and reasonable. Your Majesty, it is against the virtue of a wise king to treat a good minister like this. "

Politely advise.

Understand the general situation.

However, Lin Heng didn't pick up on it, he reached out and touched the outside of the bowl, raised his eyebrows and said, "A little while?"

Mu Chen shrugged: "Maybe it's a stick of incense."

"cold."

"I forgot, oops, it's less than half an hour anyway."

Half an hour?

Zhou Yuan had just arrived at that time!

Cooperating with the corner of the wall with His Highness the Crown Prince, he didn't hear a word.

Mu Bing bit his lip, turned around and gave Mr. Zhou a little help.

"Your Majesty's words are so good, even I was moved after hearing them. Your Majesty is in the prime of life, and I am really tired from tossing and tossing every night. It is really time for some sisters to help me out."

His face seemed shy and uneasy, and his eyes couldn't stop glancing at His Majesty the Emperor.

Just like the little daughter-in-law who has been in love for many days, enjoys but is afraid of God's favor.

If it wasn't for Lin Heng knowing that he had never touched a finger, he would have almost believed his nonsense of 'being tossed every night'.

His Majesty the Emperor had never seen such a big scene. After being stunned, he quickly calmed down and snorted coldly: "Then tell me, how did Gudu torment you?"

"How can I open my mouth about such a thing?" Mu Zhenjiao squinted, her cheeks blushing quite cooperatively. "Your Majesty Zhou is still here, please stop bullying me, Your Majesty."

How could Zhou Yuan dare to be curious about the monarch's warm jade incense tent, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince helped him, let alone really get up, with a mournful face looking pitiful.

"Your Majesty, I'd better resign. The matter of accepting the concubine.....in the future..."

Before the words could be uttered, Mu Chen over there seemed to be ashamed and panicked when he mentioned the incident in front of others, and was about to get into the arms of the monarch with his blushing face.

Sweeping the tray with his sleeve, he just dropped the bowl impartially, and all the dark things inside dripped down to Mr. Zhou's lap.

"what!"

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince exclaimed, the degree of exaggeration made Lin Heng want to give a thumbs up.

Mu Chen's expression became more and more disturbed: "I accidentally missed it, Your Majesty, don't be angry, your body is important."

The last half of the sentence made him say a thousand times, even if Lin Heng knew that he was acting, he couldn't help feeling numb in his back.

"You... get off the lone body first."

Mu Chen retracted half of his legs astride, looked at the mess underground and sighed softly.

"It's nothing if the soup is spilled, but it's a pity that the velvet antler and curculigo in it are specially designed to strengthen your yang and nourish your kidney..."

The point of stopping the conversation is very ingenious.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince seemed to know that he had said something wrong, his knees softened, and he knelt down in front of Lin Heng.

"Your Majesty, forgive me! I didn't mean it!"

He was so annoyed that he almost bit his lower lip to bleed, and he muttered in a low voice while biting.

"Really, why did you tell what His Majesty can't do?"

monarch:? ? ?

Compared with the content of the words, Lin Heng was more surprised that Mu Chen bowed his knees.

Almost as soon as he knelt down, he immediately jumped up from the chair.

Of course, in the eyes of Mr. Zhou, this action is undoubtedly a sign that His Majesty has been poked into a weak spot and turned into anger from embarrassment.

Lin Heng ignored his doubts and resentment, and quickly pulled Mu Chen up to stand firm.

Relying on the cover of the table, His Royal Highness showed a sly smile, like a little fox who just stole candy.

His Majesty the Emperor is really helpless. "Explain, Gu, no, okay?!"

Mu Chen's star-like eyes blinked lightly. "Your Majesty is wise and powerful, far beyond the reach of ordinary men, why can't he?"

The tone was so innocent that it was written on his face that 'forced by the king's despotic power, he had to turn the facts upside down'.

Probably because he thought it was not enough to watch the excitement alone, His Royal Highness raised his jaw at Zhou Yuan.

"Your Majesty must have misunderstood, you might as well ask Mr. Zhou, did I say that?"

A chill ran down Zhou Yuan's spine, and he wished he could run away from the Xuanzheng Hall, so he didn't have the heart to participate in the discussion.

"Your Majesty calm down, my minister... I didn't hear anything!"

Lin Heng took a deep breath and tried his best to hold back the behavior of knocking chestnuts on the forehead of His Highness the Crown Prince.

"The soup was also delivered, and I squatted in the corner. It's cold, so go back to Chiqing Palace early to rest."

In fact, he was prepared to stay and continue spreading rumors, but Mu Chen nodded obediently, and after saying yes, he wanted to leave.

But Kankan turned back after walking two steps, and picked up the pieces of broken porcelain on the ground.

"Throw it away to save trouble, so as not to scratch His Majesty, I will feel distressed."

Lin Heng was in a hurry to stop him, but the phrase "scratches you alone makes me feel more distressed" stuck in his throat, and he didn't say it for a long time.

He missed Mu Chi's fingertips, and the movement of reaching over happened to pull up the man's sleeve.

There were several bloodstains that had just scabbed over, as well as a series of terrifying bruises.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince took two steps back, with a flustered expression covered by his sleeves, as if some secret had been revealed.

His Majesty's face was solemn, and the playfulness in his eyes disappeared, which was immediately replaced by nervousness and worry.

What exactly is going on?

How could Mu Chen hurt himself like this?

Party Mu: Oh, I pretended.

The distance is too close, enough for Zhou Yuan to see those scars clearly.

In other words, His Royal Highness waited for him to see clearly before opening his mouth pretending to be hesitant.

"Last night I advised His Majesty not to toss too hard, but you didn't listen. You insisted on tying my hands with a rope and whipping me with a thin whip. Now, let Master Zhou see the joke."

"Fortunately, I'm a man, and I can withstand whipping much better than a woman. Otherwise, before His Majesty drips candle oil on me, I will be hanged and beaten to death by you first."

"Hey, this is not a glorious thing to say, but since ancient times, it is very normal for kings to have special hobbies in imperial affairs. I just hope that your majesty will take good care of me, and don't be like those beauties before, who died halfway through serving me. "

An incomparably sad tone, coupled with a hesitant gaze.

From Mr. Zhou's dumbfounded and the monarch's tiger body shocked, Mu Chen came to the conclusion that 'the performance was very successful'.

He patted the shoulder of audience No. [-], and said softly: "I don't mind, but this matter concerns His Majesty's face. Mr. Zhou is a good minister loyal to Mingjun, so he won't show it to others, right?"

"Also, if Mr. Zhou wants to accept concubines for His Majesty, remember to choose a few strong ones, otherwise you won't be able to bear those torture methods."

Zhou Yuan was still in shock, but when he slapped him, he collapsed on the ground like a ball of mud, and kowtowed repeatedly.

"I don't dare! I don't dare! Your Majesty is in the prime of his life, so there is no rush to accept the concubine!"

nonsense.

Bundle?Thin whip?A drop of candle oil?Die halfway through bedtime?

How dare the ghost send his own Jiao Didi's daughter to the palace?

No wonder His Majesty never summoned beauties, it turned out to be like this.

Don't wait to be caught and ask what happened.

Mu Chen turned sideways, twitched the corners of his lips to indicate that His Majesty could make the concluding speech, then turned his feet, and briskly slipped out of the Xuanzheng Hall.

His Royal Highness the Prince: Flick off your clothes when it's over, and hide your achievements and fame.

The injuries on Mu Zhi's wrists were not all faked.

Walking in the palace after dinner, I heard that the minister of the Ministry of Rites asked to see the monarch, and most likely he came here to accept the concubine.

With His Majesty's temperament, if he had to take the initiative to complain about these troublesome things, he might not even be able to wait until he died.

Anyway, being idle is also idle, it is better to go to the Xuanzheng Hall.It happened to try out the effect of the token, and it would be better if it could help Lin Heng solve his troubles.

Breaking the bowls and cups was already in the plan.

The medicinal materials that Huanyue put away were on the top of the cabinet. Anyway, she didn't plan to use them again in the future, so she simply boiled them all in one pot.

He was sure that the other party would stop him, so before going out, he put some cinnabar wall dust on the palace wall.Smeared on the wound, it really looks a bit serious.

There were three or four wounds vertically and horizontally, the deepest one pierced the skin and opened a bloody gash as thick as half a finger.

Huanyue wrinkled her face, wrung out a brocade handkerchief and put it on her wrist.Don't dare to wipe it hard, so you have to press it carefully.

"Your Highness, do you feel better? It hurts a lot?"

Mu Chen bit a piece of delicious barbecue, nodded to show that it was okay. "Feng Yang's cooking skills are really getting better and better, even more crispy and tasty than the cooks in the small kitchen."

Feng Yang won the praise but couldn't be happy, he picked out the best part and handed it to him, sighing in a low voice.

"Your Highness, you are too nonsense, what if you leave scars in the future?"

"What are you afraid of?" His Highness the Crown Prince's cheeks were bulging slightly, and the words sounded vague. "Just keep it. I'm not a girl. Don't you worry that if you have scars on your body, you will be rejected by your husband?"

"Your Highness, don't worry, there are plenty of good medicinal materials for reducing swelling and scars in Nanchang Palace."

A familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Lin Heng walked closer with a cold face. "Besides, it's just a small injury, why bother to take it to heart, is Gu right?"

Mu Bing thought that His Majesty the Emperor would arrive at Chiqing Palace at least after two cups of tea, but unexpectedly, he came to him after a lot of effort.

And looking at the direction the person came from, they jumped in from outside the locked palace door.

You can imagine how annoyed.

He raised a smart smile and pointed to the fire in front of him. "Look, you didn't have a few mouthfuls for dinner, try something fresh, it tastes very good."

Lin Heng's face seemed to be covered with snow.

Especially when His Royal Highness tried to change the subject, his expression became even more chilling.

"What's wrong with your injury?"

Mu Chi was anxious when asked, and curled his lips and said, "I accidentally did it when I climbed over the wall."

Ok?

The Monarch frowned. "Gu Yun you come and go in and out of the palace at will, and don't go through the gate, why do you climb over the wall?"

"Steal something."

Really unreasonable and strong.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince stretched out the bamboo stick to the fire, and the voice of the defense was sonorous and forceful. "Going in through the gate can still be called stealing?"

Lin Heng looked suspiciously at the grilled meat on the bamboo stick, judging from its shape, it seemed to be a two-legged animal...

Coincidentally, there are still some traces of something that has just been processed by the side of the fire.

Gray and black fluffy short hair, one of which is slightly longer, dark red in color.

Isn't this the cutest guinea hen with the most melodious sound that he kept in the Treasure House?

Lin Heng glanced over and gritted his teeth: "You! How dare you! Steal an orphaned chicken?!"

Mu Chen: I'm not, I don't, you're talking nonsense.

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感谢在2020-12-2421:46:48~2020-12-2920:17:07期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 dusk and wine;

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Ah Jiu 1;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!