I am His Majesty's favorite

At the beginning of the new year, the monarch, who had just experienced an assassination, has no spare time to flirt with his little ancestor.

So after coaxing Mu Chi to sleep, Lin Heng went to Chengqian Hall alone.

He had carefully inspected the corpses of those masked men in black, and each of them had a branding iron scar on their jaws, which was different from the assassination organizations that had assassinated them in the past.

And the manipulators behind the scenes are extremely meticulous, and the assassin sent to assassinate has been poisoned in advance. Therefore, even if the mission fails and escapes by chance, he will die of poison at a certain time, making it impossible to track down.

The guards of the Nanchong Palace are like a fortress of iron and steel, if there is no internal response, those assassins will definitely not get in.

Ji Huaichen was not around on New Year's Eve, and Hussar General Zuo Chun was in charge of guarding the imperial city.

It really complied with the saying that there is no such thing as a book, just when Lin Heng was about to summon him to interrogate him, he was suddenly found committing suicide in fear of crime in the wine lake.

Sudden death at this juncture, Tang Yao, who is the Minister of Dali Temple, of course has to go for an autopsy.

The autopsy post that can be submitted clearly stated that Zuo Chun had no trauma, but died of suffocation by falling into a pond and being suffocated by low temperature.

At this point, the clues are inexplicably interrupted, and it is the New Year's Eve, and continuing to pursue responsibility is bound to cause panic.The Lord King then ordered that the remaining officials involved in the incident be secretly detained and locked up in Dali Temple awaiting trial.

After doing these things, Lin Heng thought for a while, and instead of going directly back to the Changming Palace, he turned around and went to visit his little uncle who had woken up.

Lian Xizhuo looks a little better now than before, but he is weak and can't get out of bed.

General Ji was transferred to the Jiqing Palace to investigate the cause of the accident, and he had no one to take care of him personally, so he simply leaned on the side of the couch and yelled for food.

"Two bowls of raw porridge, plus a plate of crispy chicken. Don't pick the sesame seeds on top."

"Tch." The one being summoned gave a cool snort, and threw him back half of the leftover sugar biscuit. "It's Ji Huaichen's job to serve you, he's very busy."

"Busy courting? Or busy asking for kisses?"

Lian Xizhuo grinned, and the chewed sugar cake scum fell all over the bed in an instant.

"Hey, don't be angry, it's not the one who doesn't go out for good things...It's fate to meet thousands of miles away, right?"

Lin Heng ground his molars, retracted the hand of righteousness and extermination, but couldn't help giving him a sharp eye. "Which faction will leave the iron marks on their faces?"

"Then how do I know." Lian Xizhuo probably spent all his little physical strength on this sentence, and he slumped after finishing speaking, with the posture of "you can't be loyal to the king if you can't eat enough".

"How dare you give you the intelligence system with an orphan, except for gossip, and you didn't do anything serious?"

"Not at all." Lian Dashi blinked his eyes. "You want the horse to run, but you don't want the horse to eat grass. How can you wrong your little uncle like this? You can do it without raw porridge. I want to eat crispy chicken."

Look, this look of confidence is exactly the same as that of a certain prince.

Lin Hengsheng laughed angrily. "Just relying on the backing of the General's Mansion, you can be so excited. When you find the culprit, you will be sent to Dali Temple alone to eat in prison."

"You will not."

Lian Xizhuo imitated his meanness by ten percent.

"You still have to beg me to find out about Huaibei. A man who is a decent husband can't sell his appearance to get information, right?"

Being teased successfully, but having to accept the fact that this is the case, the monarch is a bit annoyed.

"I met an assassin again."

Different from the feeling of vulnerability when facing Mu Chen, Lin Heng is more depressed in front of Lian Xizhuo.

"You also have a lot of court secrets, why didn't anyone go to assassinate you?"

"What are you talking about?" The little uncle clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction. "I'm not sitting on an army of 50 people."

"There is no Gu now."

Originally a very common reply, unexpectedly Lian Xizhuo's expression changed slightly.

"Lin Heng, you..." He pursed his lips for a long while, and finally swallowed back thousands of questions, and only sighed softly. "Do you really like Mu Chi so much? You like it so much that you don't want your life?"

"What?"

The Monarch intends to imitate his tone of voice and pass the test, but it's a pity that the little uncle's scoundrel didn't grasp the essence, which showed his own guilt.

"I know that 50 of Nan Qian's 20 troops are Huai Chen's cronies. But since he helped me ascend the throne despite the opposition of the courtiers, no matter what I do in the future, I will never ruin his friendship."

"What if Huaibei's treachery is hard to get rid of, or if Mu Chen and you part ways?"

Lin Heng was silent for a while when Lianxi Zhuo asked him.

It's not like he doesn't understand the truth that water can carry a boat and capsize it.

Ji Huaichen respected him and was even willing to use the loyal soldiers accumulated by his ancestors to stabilize his throne.

This friendship can be expressed in four simple words.But after careful study, as a monarch, there is more than just friendship.

"I bet Huaichen understands me, brother of three years, he understands how much I value the people of Nanchang."

"Then what if we lose the bet?" Lian Xizhuo panicked, his body trembling slightly after he hadn't recovered from his serious illness. "Huaichen is a dead-headed person. He may not be willing to recognize the person you recognize."

"He will." Lin Heng nodded. "I believe that one day, Mu Chen will become a good monarch who holds the lifeblood of the two countries."

"Your Majesty said that one day, you will become a good monarch who holds the lifeblood of the two countries."

Inside the Hall of Eternal Brightness.

Song Qian knelt on his knees, and respectfully reported the hot wall corner he had just heard to his master.

Mu Xi was about to wake up from a full sleep, the corners of his lips curled up slightly when he heard this, and then he took out something from his bosom.

It was the jade token that Lin Heng gave him when he first arrived, allowing him to come and go freely.

"Having an army of 50, he really trusts the prince."

"Your Majesty naturally believes in you. When you were away, your subordinates saw His Majesty write to you more than once. Occasionally, when you miss him so much, you will drink alone. Even when you are drunk, you are talking about your thoughts."

Drunk talk?

Mu Chi seemed to remember Lin Heng's stupid appearance when he drank too much last time, so he said casually, "What did he say?"

This question would have been easy to answer.

However, Song Qian had been a secret guard for so many years, and he had heard a lot about private affairs.Now that I really want to repeat it, I opened my mouth and blushed for no reason.

"Tell me the truth."

Mu Chi was unexpectedly aroused by his hesitation, and deliberately said with a cold face: "If you dare to hide a word, the prince will send Ah Li to be a little eunuch."

Those next to Song Qian are not afraid, but Song Li, the younger brother who is far away in Huaibei, is the weakness of An Xin Kaner.Hearing such a threat from the master, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and betray the absent monarch.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty said 'raise your legs', 'call your husband', 'don't hold back, call out', the others... are gone."

"Oh." Mu Zhen nodded thoughtfully. "What do you call that, what's on your mind?"

"No, no, no!" Song Qian's face suddenly became sad. "Your Highness, His Majesty's martial arts are very strong, and my subordinates only dare to eavesdrop on him when he is not on guard. There are other hidden guards in the palace besides me. Every time my subordinates inquire about news, they dare not wait too long."

The explanation is very reasonable.

It's a pity that the other party is Mu Chen.

"That's all right, the prince will give you two choices now."

"Either, you should explain everything you have learned. Or, you should stay in Nanchang and be the governor of the secret guard department honestly. You will never see Ah Li again in this lifetime."

"The prince doesn't care anyway, it's fun, it doesn't matter if you don't join in. But before coming to Nanchong, Li begged for a long time, let me send him a letter written by you personally."

When it comes to deciding the gate of fate, no one dares to call the number one when Mu Chen says he is number two.

Sure enough, the corners of Song Qian's tangled lips almost bit his skin, but finally he became ruthless, and decisively chose to forget his righteousness.

"His Majesty made a long skirt according to your size."

Mu Chen stopped the finger that was rubbing the token.

"Actually, His Majesty has secretly seen some of those secret play pictures, and was drunk once, and used a memorial book to draw dozens of pictures similar to your Wushan Yunyu."

Mu Chen's froze fingers gradually clenched.

"Master Zhao from the household department and Captain Zhou from the battalion patrol have sent beauties to His Majesty, and one of them was carried into the palace with no clothes on."

Mu Chen's eyes began to darken.

Song Qian suddenly sensed the chill on his head, paused for a while, and said a little nervously: "Your Highness, Your Highness, are you still listening?"

"En." The prince's eyes were slightly closed. "Where is the beauty sent to the palace?"

"Your Majesty didn't care at all, and ordered someone to send it back intact."

"The memorial book?"

"Hiding in the dark pavilion of Chengqian Hall."

"Long skirt?"

"Subordinates don't know."

As if afraid that people would not believe it, Song Qian was about to kneel down on the other leg, and said sadly: "I really don't know, but I happened to bump into it once when I was cutting the inner lining. As for where I put it, I didn't look at it." .”

"Then how are you sure it's the prince's stature?"

"His Majesty sewed a small pocket in the inner lining, and muttered to himself as he sewed it."

"self-mumbling?"

"Yes."

Song Qian pursed his lips, and there were sporadic signs of amnesty on his youthful face.

"Your Majesty said, my Ah Chen must look good in this wedding dress."

"If one day I can be admired by you, I would like to give him thousands of miles of mountains and rivers and a sky full of stars."