I am His Majesty's favorite

When Lin Heng used the sweet soup to lull his little ancestor to sleep, Lian Xizhuo was already waiting for his return in Chengqian Palace.

The so-called rumor that His Highness the Crown Prince was overly frightened and needed to rest in bed was just an excuse.

On the one hand, Mu Xun originally intended to make friends with Wen Xianting to make Lin Heng jealous, and the brat naturally retired after he succeeded.

On the other hand, they all have doubts in their hearts.

Da Wanju will not go crazy for no reason, since Wen Xianting is also included in the suspect list, it is absolutely right to stay away from Xichuan's forces.

Not long after Bachelor Lian came out of the stable, the bruises under his eyes became more serious, and grass clippings and chaff were mixed in his hair.

"Did you test the poison yourself for Da Wanju?"

Lin Heng scolded all over his face: "There must be a limit to eating and drinking."

Lian Xizhuo: "???" He really wanted to kill relatives righteously.

"Your Majesty's sarcastic remarks are getting better and better. If the minister resigns from office, I'm afraid His Majesty will not be able to pick out suitable candidates for his confidant labor?"

"You won't." Lin Heng didn't give his little uncle any face. "You still have to keep your bachelor's position and find fault with Ji Huaichen."

Love doesn't have to make people blind.

But it must make people expose their nature.

Lian Xizhuo rolled his eyes and thought.

"The Dawan horse that Mu Yan was riding went crazy for no reason, and the problem was not poisoning. I checked all the food in the stable, and the grass seeds and soybeans used for feeding are all fine."

"However, Xiao Kun, the palace official who was in charge of taking care of the Dawan horse, confessed that he saw that the horse was not acclimatized when it first arrived in Nanchang, so he fed some beetroot and wheat bran separately to prevent the horse from collapsing to death due to excessive diarrhea."

This is also the norm, beetroot is soft, and wheat bran tonics and quenches thirst, and it is beneficial to use as a transitional food without any harm.

Lianxi Zhuo paused, and then said: "The Qizhen Pavilion transplanted dozens of Duheng plants the day before yesterday, saying that they will be used as medicine after the spring. The Qizhen Pavilion is very close to the racetrack, so Xiaokun was temporarily borrowed." To fill the errand of moving flowers."

"Gu himself admits that his body is indeed contaminated with the fragrance of Du Heng's flower branches. But after eating beetroot by chance, smelling Du Heng's smell will make the horse's nerves disorder, and give birth to a manic state."

The little uncle wail wail wail is over, and spread his hands, indicating that the task has been successfully completed.

"Hmm... forgot to say, Xiao Kun is dead."

"Dead?" Lin Heng raised his eyebrows.

"It is said that he committed suicide in fear of crime." Lian Xizhuo pointed to the right side of the back of his head. "The fatal injury is here. I have to say that it is very difficult to touch the wall in this way."

That's what it means to be murdered.

Lin Heng frowned: "Under your nose?"

"I'm a civil servant." Lian Xizhuo was rather dissatisfied. "The one who can listen to six things and see all directions is your favorite general. The other party is sure that I am not good at maneuvering. What can I do?"

Very good, to describe my dereliction of duty so fresh and refined.

Anyway, there is no evidence for his death, so Lin Heng made up his mind to take some time to investigate secretly, then he collected his thoughts and started serious gossip.

"What happened to you and Huai Chen?"

The little uncle leaned on the chair, fiddling with his fingers absently. "What else, it's not the first time we've seen you arguing and bickering."

"But Huai Chen has never been so drunk before."

"Don't you like that old thing who has been depressed for half his life, and indulged on a whim?"

His Majesty the Emperor was made to laugh at the 'old stuff' he gritted his teeth to pieces.

"Huaichen is only five years older than you, how can he be as old as you said?"

"Thirty-two and still not old? In an ordinary family, I'm afraid that the son will be admitted to the scholar." The little uncle replied angrily.

"What kind of general will lead what kind of soldiers. You don't have a single concubine in your harem. He has followed suit. Up to now, there is not even a concubine in the general's mansion who can hold him back. He will find me unhappy all day long."

"Don't you have one too?"

It is true that Lian University will be 27 years old.

There are at least a hundred girls who get along very well, but so far there are zero girls who are really famous.

"I don't know which one to marry, why can't I marry all of them? Besides, house flowers don't have the fragrance of wild flowers, so you don't understand."

Lin Heng understood, and said lightly: "You mention Gu like this and feel that Huaichen is really big, and there should be a caring person by his side to take care of him."

"It just so happens that the Ministry of Rites presented more than a dozen portraits of beauties before, and we can only choose one of the most eye-catching ones to give to Huai Chen as his wife."

"No!" Lian Xizhuo bit the end of the word and hurriedly drank it, only after drinking did he realize something was wrong.

He hurriedly grabbed the porcelain cup and pretended to drink tea, his face was blocked, only two red ear tips were left on the sides of his head.

"What I mean is...... Even if you want to give the old man a wife, you have to give me the prince to pick the rest."

"Okay." Lin Heng nodded, and spread out the beauties on the table one by one.

"Choose whatever you want, if you are not lonely enough, let the minister send some more."

Lianxi Zhuotan's eyes were almost on fire, but it's a pity that he still couldn't gain the upper hand in front of the monarch.

He had no choice but to scribble a volume of the memorial, and argued strongly: "Marrying a wife is a major matter, how can it be decided arbitrarily, let me take it back to the mansion and compare it carefully."

Then, the emperor's majesty has malicious intentions, "Master Zhang's daughter is not as gentle as Li Duwei's family, and Zhao Shilang's daughter is not as beautiful as Zhou's scholar's family." ', and left angrily.

Lian Xizhuo came out of Chengqian Hall, but did not run into the General's Mansion.

Just kidding, I finally entered the palace after avoiding Ji Huaichen, but it's nothing to go back in front of people.

last night....................

He drank too much.

Ji Huaichen also drank too much.

The only difference between the two people is that Lian Xizhuo vomited twice after feeling uncomfortable, and after vomiting, he became more conscious.

General Ji, who couldn't bear the strength of alcohol, was intoxicated, and played drunkenly in the middle of the night.

Climbing trees and climbing walls, swearing, throwing things, grumbling

——Ji Huaichen didn't do any of these things.

He probably engraved the word honesty into his bones, even though his thoughts were out of control, his body did not make any shocking moves.

Otherwise, if Ji Huaichen really made a fuss, Lian Dashi would definitely not be able to enter the palace straight today.

The reason why he is called drunken madness is purely because he is quiet.

I didn't climb a tree, I just climbed Lianxizhuo quietly.

He didn't curse anyone, just whispered in Lian Xizhuo's ear.

As for throwing things and messing around, the first two points alone are enough, Lian Xizhuo doesn't want to have other moths at all.

Ji Huaichen's temper is well known in daily life, it can't be said that he is inhumane, but he can be called as cold as ice.

Who would have thought that one day when he was drunk, this iron-blooded man would be moaning and chirping on another man's shoulder, and he would not let go of his hand?

Lian Dashi was at a loss what to do, and rushed into the palace at dawn.

'Yu Qing, have you been happy these years? '

This was the question Ji Huaichen asked him at that time.

The voice is very soft, and it always sounds cautious.

Lian Xizhuo was walking in the palace at the moment, staring at the warm yellow lamps gathered like fireflies by the roadside, thinking again for no reason.

These years, it should... be happy.

What's the point of night if you don't sing songs every night.

He used to keep saying that.

The biggest advantage of drinking and having fun is that you can forget your troubles.

Forget about Ji Huaichen who is busy with military affairs and doesn't see each other for three days, the general's mansion which is dark and silent every night, and courtiers who gossip politely in front of their faces and behind their backs.

Occasionally, when he was drunk, he would have a sweet dream. In the dream, his father was kind and kind, and his mother was virtuous and dignified.The elder sister is also unparalleled in beauty, and her beauty is still the same.

The one who dreamed the most times was still General Ji.

"You two should remember to be safe and secure at home. Yuqing is young. As an older brother, you should take care of him more. '

Old General Ji always entrusted him like this before he set off, even his tone and punctuation did not change.

But Lian Xizhuo couldn't see Ji Huaichen's face clearly in his dream.

"Maybe it's God's will. In this life, you and I will finally be brothers, and there will be no other possibility, right?"

There was silence all around.

His only answer was the rustling of the treetops being whipped by the wind.

And a smile: "Oh, what a coincidence?"

Lian Xizhuo saw the palace plaque first, and then turned to His Royal Highness at the gate.

Mu Chen pursed his lips and said, "Prince Lian."

Once his thoughts were interrupted, it was difficult to think about it, Lian Xizhuo simply put it behind him, and talked to him with a smile.

"It's a coincidence, it's even deeper and the dew is heavier. Your Highness is not resting in Chiqing Palace, why do you think of visiting Chaomu Pavilion?"

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop. Sleeping is not safe. It's better to take a walk to relax."

Unlike the jokes of the little uncle and nephew and daughter-in-law during the day, the formal titles of 'Prince Lian' and 'His Royal Highness' fully exposed their distrust of each other.

Meeting by chance is meeting, and coming to the door is also meeting.

A mutual test, ready to go.

Mu Xing played with the jade token with his fingertips, and by the way, stared at the big baggage carried by the other party with great interest.

Bachelor Lian stared back unhurriedly, and when his eyes fell on the token, he was in a trance for a moment.

"My nephew is generous, even willing to give you this sign."

"Gift." Mu Zhen corrected preoccupiedly. "My relationship with Lin Heng is different from others."

Lian Xizhuo smiled. "I made a slip of the tongue, Your Highness, don't take it seriously."

"Why, my lord...he doesn't seem to be in a good mood, but you are worried about General Ji?"

Lian Xizhuo was silent for a while, he suppressed his smile, and asked instead: "Your Highness looks very good, it seems that the incident at the horse farm did not leave any sequelae to His Highness?"

"My lord, don't worry too much, the prince is not so weak."

Mu Yan smiled, his brows and eyes looked extraordinarily warm in the night, and he raised his eyes and nodded very softly.

It's just that the aggression hidden under the gentle appearance is like a light on the back, which cannot be ignored.

Lian Xizhuo said quietly: "The Chaomu Pavilion is a forbidden place in the palace, there will be no idlers coming and going, why don't you and I take this opportunity to have an open and honest talk?"

Mu Chen had this intention a long time ago, so he rolled up the hem of his clothes and sat down on the steps.

As soon as he sat down, before he could open his mouth, a soft sword with the force of the wind whizzed past his ear.

Moments later, the severed half strand of blue silk floated to the palm of His Highness the Crown Prince.

Kanren's complexion changed slightly, and he didn't overreact.Lianxi Zhuofang took a sword flower and put away the soft sword, heaving a sigh of relief.

Mishaps are fleeting.

Mu Chen blew his broken hair off, and said coolly: "Huaibei Shangwen, what you said is true. The prince is afraid that the grass and trees are all soldiers this time?"