Lord, you are so beautiful

"Instincts have to be taught." Mu Qing took off his coat, sucked heavily on Lou Lan's lips, and then let him go, "It's annoying, let's talk about it at night."

Lou Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The sun was scorching like fire, and the plants outside the eaves were shattered by the sun.

The maid came in with iced sour plum soup, and Lou Lan burst into tears after taking a sip, "Why is it so sour?"

He handed the sour plum soup to Mu Qing, and the little maid was about to stop him, but how could he give the sour plum soup that made him move again, who would have thought that Mu Qing would just gulp it down, and said lightly, "It's not sour, it's the candied haws you just ate too much."

Lou Lan put the bowl back, and the maid backed away in fear, Lou Lan suddenly turned around and said, "How do you know that I ate candied haws just now?"

Now Mu Qing was embarrassed, his face was unpredictable, and after a while he had an ambiguous smile and said: "I tasted it when I kissed you." He stroked Lou Lan's hair, who was dumb for a while, and said with a light smile: " Don't keep your head down, you don't grow tall."

Lou Lan's face was still flushed, she responded softly, and ran out to play.

After he left, Mu Qing suppressed his smile, and sat silently behind the desk. His indifferent and sharp side face was surrounded by a faint warm light in the light and shadow. scorching sun.

The carved double pushers in the study creaked, and a dark golden figure flashed in. It was a rather tall and handsome man. He was wearing a flying fish suit with an embroidered spring knife on his waist.

"My lord." The Commander stepped forward and cupped his fists respectfully.

Mu Qing lazily said: "Say."

"Prince Ren is indeed investigating the secret document." The commander said,

Mu Qing smiled slightly, playing with a pen in his hand: "Let him investigate, everyone has been killed by this king, what can he find out?"

"In addition, Prince Ren is also persuading the crown prince to ascend the throne as soon as possible." The commander's face was expressionless.

As soon as the words fell, with a click, the pen holder in Mu Qing's hand broke abruptly, and he said coldly, "Really, what did the prince say?"

"What the prince means is." The commander made a gesture: Mu Qing has the final say.

Mu Qing was silent and didn't make a sound.

There was a series of brisk footsteps outside the door, and the commander was about to dodge, Mu Qing raised his hand and said, "No need."

The Commander stood still, and Lou Lan pushed the door in. He was slightly startled when he saw the Commander in Chinese clothes. He cautiously said, "Shall I go out first?"

"No need, come here." Mu Qing smiled and hooked his fingers at him, "What's in your hand?"

Lou Lan showed a pure and innocent smile, and showed him a piece of crystal clear ice, "The cook gave it to me."

"The melted water drops are all over the place, why did you just hold it in your hand, don't hurt your hand." Mu Qing stretched out his hand casually as he spoke, Lou Lan only heard a snort, and the commander quickly tore off a piece of the robe of the flying fish suit Mu Qing used this piece of silk to wrap the ice and returned it to Lou Lan, "Don't be greedy for the cold, take it like this."

Lou Lan couldn't quite understand the commander's actions, and nodded ignorantly, not knowing what to do.

"What did you go out for?" Mu Qing asked.

The commander stood quietly, waiting for King Rong to ask questions or send him away, but King Rong didn't, and was just talking to Lou Lan.

"Walking around in the palace, Qianhe hasn't come back yet, no one talks to me." Lou Lan said.

Mu Qing wrapped his arms around his waist, picked him up and put him on his lap, "Then I'll talk to you."

Lou Lan struggled unnaturally, and jumped off the ground, "No, no, I'd better go out and play, my lord, keep busy with your work." After saying that, he ran out.

Mu Qing smiled indulgently, and his slender joints made a crisp sound on the desk, "I told you to keep an eye on him, what news do you have?"

The commander said: "He didn't have direct contact with the other party. Secretly, someone sent a note, which was intercepted by his subordinates halfway. It's the date of birth."

Mu Qing got up slowly, opened the secret compartment in the room, took out a piece of yellow paper that was old and threw it in front of him, "Is this the content on it?"

The commander looked at it, bowed his head and said, "Yes."

"Correct?" Mu Qing said.

The commander nodded firmly, "That's right."

"Forget it, I didn't intend to hide Lou Lan originally, so it's good to let him know." Mu Qing sat back on the grand teacher's chair leisurely, tapped the armrest lightly with his fingertips, "I just feel like I'm being calculated , I'm so upset."

"What is your order?" The commander was loyal.

Mu Qing said: "Leave him alone for the time being." He took out a piece of rice paper, quickly wrote a few names and handed it to him, "These people, according to any crime, will have fifty imperial staffs in the court, and you will carry them out personally. Staff, try to beat him to death in the court, in the name of this king, don't implicate the prince."

"Yes." The commander glanced at it hastily, and it was clear at a glance that this list was all mediocre officials who had passed to the crown prince to impeach Rong Wang Zhezi. They were so stupid that it was useless to keep them.

"How is the prince these days?" Mu Qing asked.

The commander immediately said: "Meals are on time, approval is on time, and sleep is on time."

"He's really good." Mu Qing smiled and stopped asking questions, and waved: "Okay, you can go down."

"Your subordinate will leave." The commander exited the study and walked through the corridor silently.Qian Xun took Qian He, who had just killed someone and was bleeding all over, back to clean up. He accidentally saw a dark golden shadow flashing in his sight, and frowned slightly.

"What's wrong?" Qianhe lightly pinched Chihiro's face.

Qian Xun came back to her senses, and flicked him lightly on the forehead, "It's nothing, you go wash it up, let you kill a prostitute and stab it with a knife, it's all right, you have to pick out his bones and dirty his clothes for nothing .”

"The prostitute didn't even let the 12-year-old girl go, and Lou Lan deserved to offend the master." Qianhe said with a cold snort.

"Yes, go and wash it." Chihiro pushed him with very little strength.

After dinner, the maid brought a plate of chilled lychees and put them by the desk, and Mu Qing held Lou Lan in his arms and taught him to write.

Lou Lan smeared his hand with ink, and said with a bitter face, "Do I have to learn?"

"You hate writing?" Mu Qing helped him grind.

"It's annoying." Lou Lan said in his mouth, still holding a wolf pen and writing strokes.

Mu Qing hooked his fingers at Qianxun who was accompanying him, and Qianxun took the golden fan of Tianxiayi, and the drunk life, dream and death on the back had disappeared.

He spread the golden fan in front of Lou Lan, held his waist and said, "Since you hate it, then write four words for me at last."

"Okay!" Lou Lan cheered up, "What to write?"

"Saints are not benevolent." Mu Qing smiled.

Chihiro raised her eyes and glanced at her master, her face turned pale.

"What does it mean that a saint is not benevolent?" Qianhe asked curiously.

Lou Lan just kept writing, "I don't know either."

"Just write." Mu Qing smiled lightly.

Lou Lan's ugly handwriting crookedly smeared on the golden fan, looked quite funny, Mu Qing was delighted to see it, "If you send someone to pass the letter to me in the future, you don't need to check the authenticity, your handwriting is too It's hard to imitate."

Qianhe laughed heartlessly, handed over a wet handkerchief to let Lou Lan wipe his hands.

"I know it's ugly." Lou Lan still had self-knowledge.

Mu Qing fanned the ink, and handed the golden fan to Qianxun, "Bring it on according to the mold."

"Yes." Chihiro said.

"You two go down and rest." Mu Qing didn't wait for Lou Lan to get up and immediately hugged him.

The two entourages looked at each other, understood, and simply cleaned up the table before retreating.

Lou Lan spat out the lychee core in her mouth, and looked at Mu Qing blankly with her clear eyes, "Why do you keep hugging me?"

"I like it." Mu Qing threw him on the bed, "Take off your clothes."