I am His Majesty's favorite

Porridge, side dishes, and strangely shaped bean paste buns.

The Monarch and His Royal Highness had the simplest breakfast in recent years together.

As for the medicinal soup, Mu Chen originally planned to pretend to be stupid and perfunctory according to the plan.However, under the persuasion of Lin Heng who was repeatedly rejected, but the more he refused, the more courageous he was, he had no choice but to try a small sip.

Seeing that the taste is exactly as people say, adding honey is not so bitter, so I am reluctant to drink the soup to the bottom.

Said that he wanted to accompany His Highness the Crown Prince to make up for a rest, but Lin Heng knew that he didn't sleep well last night, so he just sat aside, so as not to disturb him to rest.

When the effect of Mu Chen's medicine took effect, the eyes began to be heavy and gradually unable to open.The emperor thoughtfully tucked up the quilt, and stood by the bed until someone fell asleep.

I have not been in court for two days, but there are not many important government affairs that need to be handled by His Majesty personally.

This is all due to Lin Heng's hard work in the past three years, as well as his diligence in completing the workload earlier.

He originally thought that time would be spent fighting wits and courage with His Highness the Crown Prince, so he took the remaining few days out of his spare time.

Unexpectedly, the apology process went smoothly and unexpectedly, but the little ancestor made such a messy story.

Lin Heng was concerned about the turmoil in Xichuan and Huaibei, and he planned to sneak back to Chengqian Palace while Mu Jianbu was awake, and summoned General Ji to discuss how to deal with the situation.

It's a pity that Muchen woke up just as soon as we got together, clutching the hem of his outer robe, staring in confusion and asking where he was going.

Lin Heng couldn't do anything about this fluffy behavior, and thinking about the brain circuit that loves to mess around, he must be entangled in the matter of his little uncle's assignment when he enters the palace.

He simply gave up the idea, told Mu Chen that the room was stuffy, and wanted to go outside to get some fresh air.

After hearing this, His Royal Highness Fang shrank into the quilt to meet Zhou Gong in peace of mind, and he did not forget to tell Duke Zhou that he must come back before lunch, and he wanted to eat sweet-scented osmanthus layer cake again.

Lin Heng nodded in agreement, and then quietly closed the door of the bedroom.

In the yard, Huanyue and a few young eunuchs were tinkering with Feng Yang's new invention. Although the volume of the chirping conversation was very low, the excitement in it was really audible.

Everyone suddenly caught a glimpse of Lin Heng standing under the porch, and immediately changed from laughing to serious, with earthy faces, holding their breath and keeping their voices down, not daring to look directly at Sheng's face.

His Majesty the Emperor was a little helpless by the sudden change, looked at the little guys whose average age was only fourteen or fifteen years old, and felt in a daze that it would be cruel to interrupt their play.

"His Royal Highness is resting at the moment, there is no need to keep anyone around to serve you, just step back."

How dare the little eunuchs disobey the order of the monarch, they all kowtowed and resigned in shock.

Even if the others can leave, not being in front of His Majesty can somewhat reduce the risk of being convicted.

But Huanyue and Fengyang have nowhere to hide, they are the attendants of Chi Qing Palace, and they have to continue to bite the bullet and listen to orders at this moment.

Lin Heng didn't intend to use the palace people to show off the emperor's prestige, and he was lazy to look at the sad faces of the two servants, as if they were about to be executed for playing.

So Shen Sheng sent: "You two go to the Museum of Rare Treasures, and pick a few potted plants that are in full bloom. Don't be in a hurry, you must choose the one that is of good quality and smells good. If His Royal Highness is dissatisfied, I'm just asking you."

Huanyue and Fengyang said obediently on the surface, but in fact, they were already so happy that they almost burst into bubbles.

The Hall of Rare Treasures has always been one of His Majesty's most valued bureaus. Whether it is the daily viewing potted plants or various lively animals, they are all precious products of the top grade.

It is easy to pick out a few pots of flower branches with good varieties and good fragrance.

Besides, His Majesty said that there is no need to hurry, which is the meaning of leniently allowing them to go out and let the wind go.

Huanyue and Fengyang were of course overjoyed to be favored.

Seeing the two little attendants holding back their joy and hurriedly running out of Chiqing Palace, Lin Heng couldn't help softening his expression.

The palace servants around him, from Eunuch Jiang Lai down to the eunuchs in Sasao, were all extremely respectful and cautious, lest a slight mistake would lead to their lives being lost.

I haven't seen such an innocent and lively attendant since some time ago.

After sending away Huanyue and Fengyang, Lin Heng was left to wander around in the yard alone.

He looked around, and finally chose the swing set up by His Highness the Crown Prince himself, and sat on it to sway.

The base of the swing is made of a piece of old elm that has been cut off, and the long thorns on the polished surface have been removed.

Many convex bumps made Mu Chen suddenly think of using a nickel knife to drill small holes, and drop a brass bell the size of a knuckle, which sounds sweet with the ups and downs.When I was in Huaibei, I loved to think about new gadgets, but when I arrived in Nanchen, I still didn't feel unfamiliar with the craft.

His Excellency the Monarch stroked the little bell on the swing, both amused and a little sad in his heart.

He actually knew how boring it was in the palace.

And it's not like there's nothing to play with.

It's just that he once secretly sent someone to inquire about Mu Chen's recent situation, saying that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince became very quiet after he returned to Nanchong.

I didn't do any of the troublesome and troublesome things I used to do, and I concentrated on studying all day long, and even took the initiative to discuss the strategy of governing the country with the old monarch.

So Lin Heng has scruples.

All he does is to make Mu Chen happy.

Since His Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like those things anymore, he naturally has to put on a self-restraint and serious posture, to prove that his awareness is not inferior to others.

However, judging from the current situation, the childishness in Mu Chen's heart has not been completely wiped out after all.

The boredom of the past half month may have made him feel wronged.

Lin Heng was on the swing thinking about how to bring people to have fun, so that His Royal Highness would not think it would take too long, and would always yell to put him in the cold palace and ignore him.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of dishes breaking from the direction of the small kitchen, as well as a familiar cry of pain.

The Monarch turned his head and saw that the door of the dormitory was pushed open with a gap of one person's width. It was indeed a good idea for Mu Zhen to slip away while he was in a trance.

Lin Heng didn't have time to think about it, so he rushed to the small kitchen to take a look, and saw His Highness the Crown Prince squatting on the ground with his knees hugged, his eyes still fixed on the torn glazed cup.

"Why did you get up?"

Mu Lin knew that he would definitely detect it with his hearing, so he didn't cover up much, and his eyes shifted from the sugar-coated hawthorn all over the place to his face.

His lord was stared at with extremely sad eyes, and felt guilty.

Then I realized that the bowl of clear porridge for breakfast was not full at all, even though I ate two bean paste buns, after sleeping for half an hour, I digested it early and disappeared without a trace.

"Don't eat the dusty ones, go back and lie down first, and I'll make you a mille-feuille cake?"

The only one who refused to be coaxed to sleep and eat snacks remained still, looking as if he had been hit hard.

Lin Heng smiled secretly, reaching out his hand to pull him up.Unexpectedly, after tugging, His Royal Highness not only did not get up, but went to pick up the falling hawthorn.

The emperor couldn't help it, pretending to be cold and drinking lightly: "You are still sick, hawthorn is an acidic fruit, and it will make your stomach feel uncomfortable after eating it."

All right.

Look at the sugar froth on the lips of His Highness the Crown Prince, obviously he has tasted it secretly, otherwise how could he be so painful that he couldn't stand up and smashed the dishes.

Mu Chen couldn't use much strength, but to no avail, he had to look angrier than him. "Is it reasonable for you to be hungry? Let go!"

The body was pulled forward, but the soles of the feet seemed to have taken root, and they were fixed in front of a pile of broken porcelain, reluctant to leave.

Lin Hengsheng made him laugh angrily.

There are not many people who eat and wear, but a few candied hawthorns seem to fascinate their souls.

"When you recover from illness, you can eat whatever you want, sweet, bitter, spicy, but not today."

Reluctant to obey, he half bent his body and went to pick up the surviving stack of mangosteen cakes.

Among all the fruits, mangosteen is the coldest in nature, and it is good to make cakes to dispel the deficiency fire in winter. His Royal Highness, the spleen and stomach cannot be stimulated at the moment, so it is better to keep such desserts at a respectful distance.

Seeing that persuasion was not enough, Lin Heng adhered to the policy of controlling the enemy with one move, and simply picked him up on the spot and circled him steadily into his arms.

Both feet left the ground suddenly, Mu Zhen quickly grabbed his skirt and said, "What are you doing! Let me down!"

Put it down, maybe even eat the plate with a bang.

His lord the monarch had no time to care about the struggle of his teeth and claws, he walked steadily and with a clear goal, and went straight to the back room.

Going back to the bedroom from the small kitchen, one must pass through the Chaoshou corridor.

As soon as Lin Heng stepped up the steps, he bumped into four or five palace people who covered their faces with flower branches and pretended to be human-shaped potted plants.

Huanyue originally saw that the door of the dormitory hall was ajar, and thought that if Mu Chen woke up, she would send the potted plants in for people to see, and if she was not satisfied, she would go to the rare treasure hall to replace them.

Unexpectedly, with the other little eunuchs who were helping, they were at the door of the house and witnessed the intimate scene between His Majesty and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

Although it's not the first time I saw my master being hugged, but blue/sky/white/day/, the two of them came out of the small kitchen disheveled......

Regardless of the occasion or the state of getting along, the visual impact is greater than the previous two.

Thinking about the wasted sweet and sour fruits, Mu Chi glared angrily at one of the attendants who were hiding farther away than the other, and turned impatiently to urge the car.

"Either let me down, or leave quickly, and act like a fool."

Lin Heng responded in a low voice, and while walking fast, his arms were tightened, so that his entire back was leaning against his arms.

Entering the room quickly, the emperor stood still for a moment, but did not put Mu Chen on the couch, but sat on the edge of the bed with the person in his arms.

This kind of behavior is very ambiguous when the two are alone.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince couldn't help being ashamed: "Have you hugged enough?!"

Lin Heng glanced innocently at the slanted wrist on the side of his neck, and thought to himself that he should be the one asking this question.

Mu Chen's body was very soft, and he held it in his arms like a piece of warm sugar cake.

And the faint smell of medicine exuded from his nose was mixed with his own cold plum fragrance, which made people feel uneasy.

Lin Heng pretended to cough and cleared his throat, put on a rather serious expression and said, "Don't move, I have something to tell you."

Claiming to be alone.

Mu Zhen gave him a supercilious look, but he was obedient and didn't twist his back.

"I'm hungry."

How can I listen to idle days if I don't have enough food.

The one who is the emperor is full of helplessness. "Candyed hawthorn and mangosteen cakes are not allowed to touch these two days. Gu will make you sweet-scented osmanthus mille-feuille cakes. If you perform well, you will have almond custard to eat."

After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but curl his lips. How can a majestic prince of a country use snacks to coax people into peace.

Sweets are effective at any time, let's have a good meal. "What counts as good performance?"

"The medicine for typhoid fever should not fall off every meal, and the food should be less meaty, and the sour and cold fruits will not be touched for the time being." Lin Heng thought for a while, and added: "At least three days, after three days, I will ask the imperial doctor to diagnose the pulse .”

In the final analysis, he still wants to not waste his own body, Mu Chen snorted softly: "That medicine is so bitter, eight servings of mille-feuille cakes and ten bowls of crispy cheese are not enough to exchange, and the prince will not do business at a loss."

Sit down and start the price.

What is certain is that His Majesty the Emperor will definitely give in.

Lin Heng looked at the reassuring look on the man's face, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly. "Take you to play."

"Really?!" Mu Zhen was instantly happy when he heard the words, and unconsciously tightened his wrist around his neck, almost hanging directly on his chest.

The cheek that was used as a climbing frame was hot, and he looked sideways to avoid the hair that was caressing, and the lips that someone was so excited that he almost kissed.

"Of course, but... the premise is that you have to be good, otherwise you won't be able to take good care of your body, and Gu will come to watch you and drink medicine at a fixed point every day."

It seemed that His Royal Highness was more nervous about capturing the intimate words than he was dissatisfied with being stared at and drinking medicine.

He was stunned for a moment, and the moment he withdrew his thumping movements, his face turned red visible to the naked eye.

Mu Chi really wanted to stop him, because the emperor for three years had to forget his duty as a personal servant.

So shameless, with whom?

It's a pity that when the words came to his lips, he inexplicably turned into a low-confidence murmur. "I know, I'll be good."