Qu clear as promised

Liang Hui was surrounded by officials and attendants and went to the viewing platform.

There were six contestants, and the white horse in the dark clothes standing in front of them, cut as straight as a bamboo, came galloping on the horse stepping on a flying swallow.

In spring, the warm sun falls on the fluttering fairy belt and wide sleeves, and the gold is scattered. Liang Hui's heart moves slightly with the sound of riding a horse, like thunder shaking the spring mountain, and lightning on a sunny day.

The neat and graceful figure bypassed the mountain road and disappeared into the forest. Not long after, the judge suddenly heard shouting: "Your Majesty——"

Liang Hui stood up with a "huh" and was the first to get off the viewing platform. He took the horse and hurried to the finish line.

The official entourage reacted before rushing there.

On the way, Zhu Zhiyi was caught in a hidden stumbling block. Zhu Zhiyi was unable to rein in his horse and injured his ankle. Not only did he insist on finishing the race regardless of the judge's stop, but he also took a shortcut decisively. The red marks are deep, and a small piece of skin has been worn away.

Fortunately, even so, he was the first to reach the finish line, and he saw a tall figure from a long distance away.

Leaving the huge group of people behind, Liang Hui went directly to meet him, raised his head and reached out to him: "Your Majesty."

Zhu Zhiyi was afraid that the wound on his palm would be touched again, so he didn't give him his hand, jumped off the horse by himself, smiled, and saluted: "Fortunately, it's not a disgrace."

After suppressing Xiangdang, Liang Hui was not at all happy, but a little irritable in his heart, he held up his rotten red palm, looked at it for a moment, and said in a moody and angry tone: "Zhang Fuhai, bring the golden fir jade ointment, and declare that the doctor is correct. "

"Don't touch the water these few days, and don't even touch the bow and arrow reins."

Zhu Zhiyi was taken aback by his aggressive appearance, looked at him strangely, pulled out her still aching hand, and said indifferently: "It's okay, I think it's okay, there are mountain hunting and archery behind, I still have to -"

"Your Majesty." Liang Hui's voice sank. Seeing the red mark on his white jade palm was very dazzling, and seeing his casual attitude and stubborn temper, he laughed angrily, and his tone became a little bit heavier. Adding a little irony, worry also It made people hear it as a reproach: "Your Majesty calmed down a bit, and she still thought about mountain hunting and archery."

Zhu Zhiyi was not happy to hear him say that, looked at him calmly for a few seconds, and said simply: "What is the emperor angry about?"

Liang Hui was stunned.

Zhu Zhiyi was a little funny, reasonable: "Don't the emperor feel that he is contradictory? Didn't the emperor know that there will be an ambush in this race?"

If there is an ambush, he will be injured. This is not useful if he is careful, it is impossible to guard against.

Liang Hui's brows sank: "Qing Gui, are you blaming me?" Blame him for pushing him out knowing that the prime minister had done something wrong. "?" Zhu Zhiyi was very confused, and couldn't understand, "I definitely don't." His expression was frank, and his words were sincere, "This is the duty of the minister, and it is the duty of the emperor to serve the emperor and be loyal to the emperor. Injury is a common thing, I never take it to heart."

After hearing this, Liang Hui not only didn't feel relieved, but became even more dumb. Zhu Zhiyi is not stupid at all.

He understood the whole situation very clearly, he knew that he was a sword, and he knew clearly how Liang Hui used him, and he felt that it was very reasonable and reasonable.

For others, Liang Hui ordered [-]% to achieve [-]%, Zhu Zhiyi had Liang Hui to order [-]%, and he had to do [-]%.

With a sharp sword in his hand, he cares more about winning or losing than himself, so Liang Hui should sit back and relax and reap the benefits of the fight between the snipe and the clam.

But at this moment, he hoped that the eloquent Zhu Zhiyi would even complain half-truthfully and half-falsely.

But Zhu Zhiyi really didn't have any complaints, and he didn't understand where Liang Hui's anger came from.

This should be the case between monarchs and ministers, and he and Liang Huiben were an exchange with a clearly marked price. He blocked the queen mother, concubine, and palace officials for Liang Hui. Why not have another Northern Qiang and prime minister?

When Liang Hui was not smiling, his brows and eyes looked gloomy. He asked Zhu Zhiyi as calmly as possible: "Then before we set off, did I order you to do your best to put your own safety first."

"Did you promise me to protect myself immediately if I find something wrong?"

Liang Hui looked at him with a smile on his face: "The queen made a good promise before the game, and when she turned around, she took the risk and entered the ridge path without blinking an eye."

There is a cliff on that ridge, and people have died. If you want to get back to the end point, you must jump over it with a flying horse.

If there is a slight mistake, he may fall into the abyss, Liang Hui recalled with lingering fears.

He wanted to frustrate the prime minister and gain his prestige, but before the match, Zhu Zhiyi was urged not to be aggressive, and if the situation is not right, he should not take the advantage.

Zhu Zhiyi condensed Liang Hui in disbelief: "The king's order I promised will never be violated!" He promised that if he wants to change hands this year, he must make this hegemonic atmosphere right.

Liang Hui choked for a while, then laughed angrily: "Your Majesty is very ambitious."

"..." The words were not speculative, Zhu Zhiyi turned around and wanted to leave, but there was a heartache in his ankle, and his body fell, Liang Hui quickly wrapped him in his arms, his eyes met, and after a long while, Liang Hui sighed: " I say a few words and you turn around and leave."

"..." Before Zhu Zhiyi could react, he was hugged in his arms, frowned and said, "Your Majesty, this is out of order."

Liang Hui turned a deaf ear to him, and his arms wrapped around his waist tightened even more.

The surrounding attendants, officials, princes, and clan all held their breath, not daring to speak out, watching their tall and young emperor carrying the injured queen as he walked away.Zhu Zhiyi looked up and could only see Liang Hui's tight jaw and thin lips. He was a little helpless. The emperor was unpredictable and moody.

Liang Hui lowered his eyes suddenly, and met Zhu Zhiyi's probing gaze.

Liang Hui suddenly said softly: "Qinggui won."

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Liang Hui withdrew his gaze and looked at the mountains in the distance: "The willow braid on Qinggui's sleeve is still there, but mine is gone. Qinggui has won."

Zhu Zhiyi was startled, feeling that he was awkward, curled the corners of his mouth, and shook his head helplessly.

"I finally laughed." Liang Hui weighed him, "Are you still angry?"

Now Zhu Zhiyi spoke eloquently again: "The subject is not angry at all, it is the emperor who is angry."

Liang Hui didn't refute, thinking, anyway, you never know why I'm angry.