I am His Majesty's favorite

"of course not!"

Lin Heng flatly denied it.

If there were no hastily averted eyes and rapidly reddened ears, this rebuttal would still be somewhat believable.

Mu Chen nodded, took out a small and exquisite embroidered pouch from his bosom, and said word by word: "Storm wind and snow, sleepless nights, and endless sorrows. I remember that after a long time, we will see each other soon, and when we will see each other again ? The brocade quilt covers each other warmly, and the bright moon is lingering together."

Lin Heng: "..."

The monarch's mind fell into a momentary bewilderment.

There is no doubt that this is a love poem.A love poem written by him on a small note and hidden in an embroidered bag.

A brief summary of the content is

.......I want to sleep with you.

Mu Yan smiled very ripplingly: "May I ask, this person who is not at first seems to be referring to this prince?"

Lin Heng: Don't ask. To ask is to listen to Gu's sophistry first.

"You think too much."

He reached out to snatch the embroidered pouch, but unexpectedly, His Royal Highness reacted faster and immediately shrank into the quilt deftly.

He flung himself empty and couldn't stabilize his body, so he had to press down tightly with the person and the quilt.

"Well."

Mu Chen groaned softly.

The voice was delicate and soft, and it sounded like some unbearable pain.

Lin Heng was in a trance, worried that he might be hurt somewhere.Just when he was about to ask, he suddenly heard the imperial doctor say in a panic: "My minister sees Your Majesty!"

well.

It's about time.

Zhang Zhen knelt down on the ground tremblingly, but did not dare to lift his head after the ceremony.

What did he see?

The monarch was going to Wushan in broad daylight, and the two were panting with joy and pain.

Earlier, I heard from the palace people that the imperial physician was summoned for diagnosis and treatment because Mu Chen fainted, so when he entered the door, he unintentionally glanced at the bed.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince's hair was really disheveled, his clothes were partly opened, and his fingers were tightly clutching the quilt, moaning.

Even unconscious, the monarch still has the heart to ask for it?

It really doesn't have the slightest bit of human touch.

After sighing, Doctor Zhang also felt sorry for himself.

What luck.

The monarch has never been lucky enough to be seen by him after finally breaking a baby.

According to that crazy style, at least the eyes should be gouged out and sent to the frontier.

Fortunately, Lin Heng didn't think about this for the time being, so he straightened his body, straightened his court clothes and said coldly: "Get up, go and check the prince's pulse."

Zhang Zhen tremblingly responded.

Fortunately, it was not an order to drag him out and kill him with a stick.

Mu Yan huddled under the quilt, his eyes filled with anger and resentment: "What pulse is diagnosed, my back hurts!"

Men are not born with a softer body than women, and are suitable for sex. If they have sex for the first time, improper posture can easily lead to waist damage.

Physician Zhang silently recalled the records of medical skills, and then analyzed the situation in front of him.

Finally came to the conclusion that 'Your Majesty is very fierce, so is the prince'.

The former is taken for granted, but who dares to question the monarch's ability to handle affairs?

And the latter will still have the strength to be reprimanded after such an encounter, so he dared to stare at His Majesty the Emperor, seeing that this Prince Huaibei is indeed different.

Lin Heng knew that he was pretending to be dizzy, but after standing in the cold wind for a long time, he also wanted to send an imperial doctor to take a look.

Just now he fell on someone again, hearing that cry of pain probably really sprained his waist.

"Don't make trouble, it's not a trivial matter to catch a cold. Let the imperial doctor check your pulse first, and the rest... will be discussed later."

Doctor Zhang was astonished.

It is even more surprising that the monarch is so gentle and persuasive than the sun coming out from the west.

Mu Zhen was too lazy to wrestle with him, and with the idea of ​​getting things done early, he hung his wrist on the bed. "Alright then, let's continue later."

continue?

According to this meaning, is it true that the monarch is the one who was caught? !

Zhang Zhen couldn't help imagining the scene of "His Royal Highness is seduced by all kinds of charms, and the monarch resists unsuccessfully and goes into battle with a gun in person".

Imperial Physician: Sure enough, all living beings are equal. In front of beauty, Your Majesty who is pure and pure (Lin Heng:?) is nothing.

Guessing is guessing, he didn't dare to stop what he was doing, so he put on Mu Chen's wrist to check his pulse.

"how?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, His Majesty's pulse condition is soft and weak, which should be caused by the cold air entering the body."

"Should?" Lin Heng was displeased.

Zhang Zhen was well aware of the essence of life-saving, and immediately changed his words and said firmly: "Your Majesty, forgive me! It's the cold air entering the body, so I will prescribe a prescription and take it to the imperial doctor's room for decoction."

After speaking, he sneered, saluted, left a tube of ointment suspected to be rubbed somewhere, and quickly left.

After the people left, the monarch sat back on the side of the bed again, with a little anger on his face. "Why didn't you tell me you were sick?"

Originally, Mu Chen wanted to continue to talk about the show bag, but when he caught the sudden change in his self-proclaim, he smiled lightly. "Are you in a hurry?"

"I'm sure......." Faced with that playful look, Lin Heng paused. "Gu just said, don't get too angry with Gu."

He was clearly worried, why did he pretend to be indifferent.

His Royal Highness did not expose it, and said with a smile: "It's just a minor illness, don't worry, it's almost healed."

That's it?

Lin Heng was inexplicably annoyed by these two words.

In the past three years, there has been no progress at all.

As before, when I am happy, I will do whatever I want.I knew I was sick, and I ran around wearing thin clothes in the cold weather.

He can enjoy whatever he likes, eat and drink, as long as he looks good, it doesn't matter how expensive or time-consuming it is.

The only thing that can't do is spoil your own body.

After thinking about it and thinking about it, he couldn't get enough anger, so he raised his hand and slapped the person on the forehead.

It's light, but utterly menacing.

Mu Chi was taken aback for a moment, and realized after a while that he was being taught a lesson as a child, and his cheeks turned red immediately. "Are you sick?"

"Who is sick?"

"If it wasn't for being frightened, I would have rushed out of the soup pool before I even had time to put on my clothes?"

"But Gu Mingming saw that you were wearing it!"

This wave of exposure was caught off guard.

The four eyes are facing each other, and the atmosphere is quite delicate.

The evidence presented in court is all in front of you, so it's hard to misunderstand people.

Lin Heng lowered his voice and made a distinction first. "Gu didn't go because he was greedy for your body."

"........."

Mu Ling hooked his fingertips into his pouch, and took the time to look at him with raised eyebrows.

Lin Heng felt a little guilty after being stared at, and anxiously said: "It's absolutely true! Gu went to Chiqing Palace yesterday just to find this thing. If it wasn't for not finding it a while ago, Gu......"

Forget it, just shut up.

His Majesty the Emperor turned his head away, making up his mind to refuse to admit the fact that he had not only been there, but also been there several times.

After all, the king of a country needs face.

The awareness of accepting as soon as it is ready has never been seen in Mu Chen, so he tied up the loose hair, and then Shi Shiran lay back again. "I can't tell, His Majesty is so hungry?"

Lin Heng was sullen: "Can you stop mentioning this?"

"What are you ashamed of, you are not the only one who is greedy for my body, and it is not shameful to say it."

"I'm alone!"

Grit your teeth.

But Shu Muzhen bluntly said that he only heard the taste of trying to cover up.

The dog emperor is quite arrogant.

"Then what's the matter with this embroidered pouch, don't tell me, apart from this prince, your majesty also knows other people whom you haven't met for a long time?"

Lin Heng paused.

After a while, he made a shallow 'hmm' sound.

"Forget it."

The smile on Mu Chen's face froze slightly.

Is he really thinking too much about co-authoring?

After a moment of silence, His Royal Highness threw the embroidered bag firmly into the person's arms: "I put the little note back after reading it, and now it returns to the original owner."

Lin Heng didn't pick it up, and let the embroidered pouch slide down onto the bed.

He raised his hand to grab His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, with such a vain gesture that he didn't even touch the corner of the person's clothes.

"what happened?"

At the moment, Mu Lin's mind is filled with only the words "dog emperor" and "heartbroker" alternately, and show him where he can get a good face.

"Stay aside, I haven't seen the prince looking for boots!"

Lin Heng was familiar with the road and helped put on the scattered brocade boots, and asked with his forehead: "What are you doing?"

"Your Majesty is worrying too much. This is the Nanchang Palace, not the back garden of Huaibei. I am an unknown person who speaks lightly. How dare I lose my temper in front of you."

Let it go.

As long as the tone is a little softer, Lin Heng really believes in the evil of His Highness the Crown Prince.

"It's already here, why don't you have a meal before leaving? The candied hawthorn is freshly boiled, and the old osmanthus foam is added in it."

Mu Chen took a few steps outside, but when he heard this, he picked up the embroidered pouch and hit him hard again.

"Bah! Save it for your sweetheart to taste!"

The most unreasonable thing in this world is the words "come all come".

Secondly, His Royal Highness the Prince.

Lin Heng sat on the table and fiddled with the bamboo chopsticks next to the porcelain plate.

The still awkward Huaibei Prince didn't buy it, and took the trouble to pull aside the tender pork ribs and fresh fish balls, and competed with the radish skin stuffed with green bamboo leaves.

"What are you looking at? If you're hungry, why don't you eat breakfast?" Mu Yan took a big mouthful of rice, and kicked under the table with puffy cheeks.

"Let me tell you, this prince is not the kind of person who will bow down for a few candies and pour hawthorns, and leave immediately after eating."

Lin Heng really couldn't hold back, nodded his lips repeatedly and said: "Yes, at least some fruit cakes are added to match the identity of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Seeing that the man's face darkened, the monarch immediately pushed the plate containing the snacks towards his hand.

"These are all sweets that Huaibei doesn't have. If it suits your appetite, I will ask you to send more to Chiqing Palace."

"No, no!" Mu Chen resolutely refused.

"The techniques in the palace are similar. When I was in Huaibei, I specially found a master Nan Chan. After all, none of them are as delicious as your cooking."

"Ok?"

Lin Heng tilted his head slightly.

Knowing that he had slipped his tongue, His Royal Highness' ears turned red, and he took a cup in his hand and drank it down in one gulp. "Um what, eat your own!"

Compared with this secret poking thought, it seems more important that the monarch has clearly reached out to stop but failed.

There was nothing in the cup, it was only half a cup of plum blossom wine.

The mellow fragrance is beautiful, sweet as a spring.

And great stamina.

Mu Chi was in a fit of anger, and he ate most of the plate with the crispy radish skin soaked in green bamboo leaves. When he mixed the two flavors of wine, it was like engraving the word "upper head" directly on the Tianling Gai.

Lin Heng tentatively waved in front of his eyes. Although he had entered a state of sluggishness, His Royal Highness still retained the last trace of sobriety.

Fingers crossed at least five dishes, a copper floor candlestick and His Majesty the Emperor himself, and pointed to the embroidered pouch on the ground quite accurately.

"you!"

"Dog Emperor!"

"bully me!"

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La la la la

I'm back

I'm so happy and I have a few more babies in my collection

crab crab

Really super happy~~~