It's easy to be a villain, but hard to be a princess

When Han Zixiao returned to the mansion, he caught a glimpse of the packets of medicinal herbs drying in the courtyard, walked over, and smelled the strong smell of medicinal herbs.Do you want to send this medicine to the Prince Regent?

It's all right, he is on the emperor's side and is hostile to him, so there is no need to send him medicinal materials thanklessly.

Han Zixiao walked to the door of the study room and was about to push the door. He paused and thought, although he was on the emperor's side, he promised the emperor to be a spy beside the regent. How can he do it if he doesn't please ?

So, he asked his servants to wrap up the medicinal materials, changed into casual clothes, carried the medicinal materials and rode a sedan chair to the Prince Regent's Mansion.

Song Bo, the steward of the Prince Regent's Mansion, said: "My lord has something to do, so I don't see any guests. If your lord has something important, you might as well tell this old slave, and this old slave will convey it for you."

Han Zixiao said: "Actually, it's not an important matter. Since the lord is busy, I'm gone." He gestured to the herbs in his hand, "I brought these packs of herbs to the lord, and I trouble you to hand them over to me personally." To the prince."

Uncle Song looked at the herbs in his hand, "My lord is not in serious condition, may I ask Master Han to send this medicine?"

Han Zixiao laughed lightly, "It's just some medicinal materials to nourish the body. If you tell the prince that Huang Yixian prescribed the medicine, he will understand."

Uncle Song took the packets of medicinal materials, "This old slave will definitely convey it for you."

"Thank you." Han Zixiao cupped his hands and left the palace.

Song Bo immediately rushed to the study with the medicinal materials, and Chu Muqing was reading the official documents at this time.

The study was very quiet, Uncle Song said in a low voice: "My lord, Mr. Han just sent a few packs of herbs himself."

Chu Muqing looked up from the official document, "Did he say anything else?"

"He also asked the old slave to convey that the medicine was prescribed by Huang Yixian."

Upon hearing Huang Yixian, Chu Muqing frowned, "Take the medicine and burn it in the kitchen."

Uncle Song bowed his body and said, "Yes, this old servant will go right away."

Uncle Song turned around and went out with the medicinal materials, and Chu Muqing's voice came from behind, "Wait a minute."

Uncle Song turned around, "What orders does the lord have?"

Chu Muqing looked at the official document in her hand, "Leave the medicine here first."

"Yes." Uncle Song put a few packs of medicinal materials on Chu Muqing's desk, and withdrew.

Chu Muqing looked at the herbs on the case, unwrapped a pack, picked up a piece of herbs and smelled it, it was the medicine for dissolving Ruanjinsan in the body, he was already familiar with its taste after drinking it for seven days.

Chu Muqing repacked the medicinal materials, looked at the packets of medicinal materials and pondered for a while, then called Uncle Song, and ordered: "You pick some antiques from the mansion, and then go to the treasury to pick up 500 taels of gold, and send them to Yushi Zhongcheng Han." In your lord's house, just say, it's this king who thanked lord Han for his small gift."

Uncle Song didn't understand, Han Zixiao only sent a few packs of medicinal materials, why did the lord send so many things to thank him, but the lord said that it would be fine, "I'll do it right now, old slave."

"Also, if he comes again, let him in."

"Yes."

Han Zixiao looked at the antiques on the table and the box of golden gold thoughtfully, Ye Qing next to him really couldn't understand, "My lord, why did the regent suddenly give a gift?"

Han Zixiao lifted his robe and sat on the stool, and poured himself a cup of tea, "The person who brought the things over just now also said that it's a gift of thanks."

"Thank you?"

Han Zixiao took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "Thank you for saving my life."

After the next day, Han Zixiao followed the regent Chu Muqing until he reached the gate of the palace. Han Zixiao stepped forward, stopped in front of the regent, and cupped his hands, "I have seen the prince."

Chu Muqing glanced at him lightly, not intentionally: "Didn't Mr. Han say to keep a distance from this king, but now the distance is getting closer?"

The distance between the two was only one step, and Han Zixiao took two steps back. "I'm sorry for your disrespect."

Seeing that he really took two steps back, Chu Muqing's expression turned ugly, "Say something quickly, the king still has something to do."

Han Zixiao said: "Yesterday the lord sent someone to present a gift to the mansion, the officials were overwhelmed by the flattery, and came here to thank the lord."

"You are kind to this king, those are just a little kindness of gratitude, you don't need to thank you." Chu Muqing wanted to go forward, but Han Zixiao stopped him, "Why, there is something else?"

"The lower official just wants to remind the lord that the medicine should be taken for a few more doses to prevent the toxin from remaining."

"The king knows."

Han Zixiao cupped his hands at him, "I've finished my words, since the lord has something to do, I won't bother you."

Chu Muqing bypassed him and walked towards the sedan chair.

Han Zixiao sighed in his heart, he didn't expect Chu Muqing to remain the same.I thought that if he sent someone to give a gift yesterday, his attitude would change, but it turned out that he thought too beautifully.

Sitting on the sedan chair, Han Zixiao thought about it, but he really didn't know how he offended the regent.In the current situation, not to mention every move of his cronies, it is difficult to even say a word to him.

In the afternoon of that day, Han Zixiao entered the palace to face the saint.The eunuch who led the way said that the emperor was waiting in Yunhe Palace.

Han Zixiao is very familiar with Yunhe Palace, it used to be Chu Muqing's bedroom when he was the prince.

After the eunuch leading the way brought Han Zixiao to him, he withdrew.Chu Ruihong stood by the lotus pond with his hands behind his back, Han Zixiao walked over to salute, "My humble minister will see the emperor."

Chu Ruihong turned to look at Han Zixiao with a smile on his face, "You're here."

Han Zixiao looked around, "The emperor is in such a good mood today, I think I want to come here."

Chu Ruihong took a few steps forward, "I have lived in this place for seven or eight years, and spent three years with Zixiao. Every time I come here, I have many memories."

Han Zixiao said: "Isn't it better now, why do we need to remember?"

"But there are always some things in the memory, which are not there now." Chu Ruihong went to hold Han Zixiao's hand, "Zixiao, let me take a look around this Yunhe Palace with me today."

"it is good."

Chu Ruihong and Han Zixiao toured Yunhe Palace side by side. Some things were exactly the same as they were eight years ago, even their placement remained the same, while some things were completely different.

The flowers, plants and trees in the courtyard grew more and more prosperous, and at this time, a few small red flowers were blooming on the branches.

Chu Ruihong looked at the few small red flowers on the branch, and suddenly said: "Several court ministers wrote a letter asking me to fill the harem, and the Queen Mother also has this intention."

When Han Zixiao heard this, a smile appeared on his lips, "The emperor is not young anymore, it's about time."

Chu Ruihong smiled helplessly, "I also know that as an emperor, I cannot escape this matter."

Han Zixiao asked: "Is there anything the emperor likes?"

Chu Ruihong looked at Han Zixiao, "Yes, but I can't get him."

Han Zixiao's face froze, Chu Ruihong laughed abruptly, "Speaking of which, Zixiao is two years older than me, but she hasn't married yet."

"The parents in the family have urged me, but I have just entered the court as an official, and my foundation is not stable, so I haven't considered it yet."

Chu Ruihong said: "You are outstanding in appearance, and you are from a famous family. You were born in the imperial examination, and all the civil and military officials who are waiting to be married are probably looking forward to you as their son-in-law."

"The emperor was joking."

"I'm serious." Chu Ruihong took a deep breath, "It's a matter of time before you marry a wife, just like it's a matter of time for me to have a concubine."

Han Zixiao heard the helplessness in Chu Ruihong's words, "The emperor doesn't want to?"

Chu Ruihong paused for a long time before saying, "No."

Chu Ruihong rubbed his temples, "I got up early today, and I'm a little sleepy. I remember that there was a low couch in the study. How about Zixiao accompanying me into the room for a nap?"

"Coincidentally, this minister is also a little tired."

Chu Ruihong and Han Zixiao entered the study together, and there really was a low couch in the study.They used to take a nap together on this couch, and after getting up, they continued to practice calligraphy and read books in the study.

Chu Ruihong lay down with his clothes on, and said to Han Zixiao, "Zixiao, you come up too."

Han Zixiao lay down in his clothes, and lay side by side with Chu Ruihong on the low couch.Chu Ruihong said: "Tomorrow, the picture of the embroidered girl will be sent to me. Then, Zixiao, help me choose."

"Okay." Han Zixiao replied.

Chu Ruihong turned over and turned sideways to face Han Zixiao, "Has Zixiao heard a story?"

Han Zixiao said: "Your Majesty can talk and listen."

"This story is about an emperor who took a nap with his courtiers on the couch one day. After waking up, the emperor wanted to deal with government affairs, but was held down by his sleeves by his courtiers. First, the emperor didn't want to neglect government affairs, and second, he didn't want to quarrel. Woke up that courtier, and finally cut off his own sleeve."

After hearing this, Han Zixiao's expression was complicated, he tilted his head, looked at Chu Ruihong, Chu Ruihong said: "If Zixiao falls asleep later and presses my sleeve, I will cut off my sleeve when I want to get up."

Han Zixiao smiled, "Fortunately, I'm not sleepy today, so I won't be sleeping soundly."

Chu Ruihong closed his eyes slightly, "In this case, when I take a nap for a stick of incense, Zi Xiao remembers to call me."

"Wei Chen must remember."

Above the court, Uncle Fan Youcheng brought up the matter of cutting down the vassal.

"Your Majesty, there are continuous wars in the northwest, the treasury is empty, and the military strength is insufficient. The vassal kings of various places hold military power but ignore the wars and only care about enjoying themselves. The vassal kings are of no use to the court if they rule one side. I implore the emperor to order to cut down the vassal!"

Fan Youcheng and Chu Ruihong had already discussed in private the matter of cutting down the vassal, and Fan Youcheng said it in the court, but it was only for the civil and military officials to know.

Chu Ruihong said: "I also intend to cut down the vassal, what do you adults think?" His eyes accidentally glanced at Chu Muqing, who was the most civil servant.

Sure enough, Chu Muqing stood up, cupped her hands and said, "Your Majesty, I think it's inappropriate to cut down the feudal clan before the foreign enemies retreat."

Chu Ruihong stared at him, "Returning the military power of the vassal king to the court to deal with foreign enemies and solve urgent needs, what's wrong?"