After wearing lotus essence

I don't know how much artistic processing is in Lang Xi's words, but nine out of ten it is true. Although the head eunuch can't completely look amiable on the surface, he is really facing the emperor when he speaks and does things.

It's just that Rong Mu originally thought that this great eunuch was the most trusted person who criticized the emperor madly, but today's words let him know that Li Suichuan, whom he saw by the small lake in the imperial garden, might be the one who really understands the emperor .

If the emperor had really experienced something, perhaps the erratic dog temper of San Zhen Jiu Lie had something to do with someone in the matter.

He originally wanted to go to the Southern Dynasties to be a salted fish, and he couldn't control the serious illness of the crazy tyrant, but Rong Mu has read books for so many years and received so many educations from Zheng Miaohong, and he understands better than anyone in his heart that he will work hard to heal What a great gift the emperor is to the people of Jiangshan.

If the emperor continued like this, it was hard to guarantee that one day he would really go crazy.

Thinking of this, Rong Mu frowned tightly, his eyes vacantly fixed on Bi Jiangxue's unbloomed buds.

The abbot of Huguo Temple must know something. The great monk is the king of the country. He sent such a Buddha lotus to the emperor because he wanted to help the emperor.

But none of them thought that the wisdom was born in this Buddha lotus, and a deviant Rong Mu appeared.

Rong Mu shuddered violently.

Then if he is too tit-for-tat with the tyrant, wouldn't the body Bi Jiangxue's effectiveness against the tyrant be greatly reduced... When the emperor is unstable, the country will definitely be shaken.

These are things that Rong Mu has never considered before. He thought that he would do things for this tyrant and then retire as soon as possible. Now it seems that it is more than that. Watch the emperor, in case he does something irrational out of madness.

In this way, the abbot of Huguo Temple will not be suspicious, and will not find that there is an uncontrolled human soul in Bi Jiangxue.

The people here, Ming Chunlang, Yan Hualing, and those three colors... Only then can they live in peace and stability in the Great Shang Dynasty.

Rong Mu nodded his temples with a headache.

You have to get along well with the emperor, but the other party who holds the power of life and death often looks like someone who is close to you, and the most important thing is that you can't match his "soul seduction".

From the perspective of the emperor, Rong Mu is still a person full of dangers and unknown origins.

Rong Mu raised his head and drank the sweet soup that Ming Chun handed over, and the inexplicable gloom in his chest was relieved.

Why does he, a delicate flower, want to accept this dungeon of hell opening!

The boy took a deep breath and put the soup bowl on the small wooden table with a "boom", which startled Mingchun.

"Young master, are you feeling uncomfortable again?"

Rong Mu shook his head, said it was all right, and looked outside again, the emperor hadn't come back yet, and even Lang Xi was gone.

He got down from the collapse and turned around, thinking about it and said to Mingchun: "Mingchun, Your Majesty... What is your favorite thing? Or, do you know what he likes to do when he is angry?"

Ming Chun was taken aback, she was just a little court lady, she didn't have that much right to ask about the emperor's affairs, but occasionally she heard chatting with sisters from other palaces.Ming Chun thought for a while and told Rong Mu: "Your Majesty has a variable temperament, sometimes he is smiling, and sometimes he is taciturn. This servant knows a sister who works as a night watch maid in the gilt hanging lamp tower. She told this servant that His Majesty is in a bad mood. Every now and then, I will go to that place to light the lamp.”

Rong Mu frowned delicately: "Light the lamp?"

Ming Chun hummed: "Your Majesty likes the lantern. There are all kinds of lanterns in the gilded lantern building. It is said that it is the most beautiful palace in the whole palace."

Rong Mu thought for a while, and then slowly said, "Where is that lamphouse?"

Bi Jiangxue separated from him twice in one day, and before going out, Rong Mu purposely stuck to it for a long time, so as to ensure that she would not be sucked back suddenly in the middle of the journey.

It's just going back and forth, and the sky is getting darker.

After walking out of the gate of Ziyuan Palace, a string of moons has already hung up at the corner of the building.

Rong Mu didn't take Ming Chun with him, he specially found a black armored guard, and planned to ask about Li Suichuan on the way.

It's just that the black armored guards are well-trained, let him try, and only practice Tai Chi with a black face. In the end, he couldn't help but said: "If you really want to make friends with the general, you can ask your majesty to take you out of the palace. The general races straight out of town."

Rong Mu finally understood that no matter what he wanted to do, he had to pass the emperor first.

He simply stopped asking, the emperor did not restrict his range of activities, and the black armored guards took him for a while. The palace was strangely cold in the night, Rong Mu rubbed his arms, turned around a red wall corner, and a distant The brightly lit palace broke into the eyes.

The building of the palace is in the shape of a square, divided into three floors, magnificent and exquisite, the boy's pupils are slightly dilated, his soft lips are unconsciously opened a little, and it takes a long time for him to take a breath.

This huge palace, including the Ziyuan Palace, is extremely cold and hard, only this gilt hanging lantern building in the corner of the palace, every floor is lit with warm lights in the dark night, burning quietly.

Rong Mu turned back and said: "I know Lu, you go back first, I'll go and see if His Majesty is inside."

The black armored guard hesitated for a moment, then saluted and turned to leave.

Only then did Rong Mu copy his cuffs and staggered towards the lamp tower.The emperor's favorite places are always guarded by servants. Rong Mu didn't want to waste any more time with those servants, so he simply tried to hide himself when he got close.

This was the first time he came out of Bijiangxue to use the power of spirits. The little servant at the gate of the palace dozed off, and the lamps in the palace lantern flickered for a moment, and then returned to calm.

Rong Mu wanted to look around here, if the emperor wasn't here, he would go to the front hall to have a look.

However, that silly girl's head in Mingchun was somewhat lucky. Rong Mu had just entered the building. In front of a table.

On the table were thin bamboo joints, colored paper, and various oil paints. Rong Mu saw the man flipping his knuckles, looking at the table of cheap gadgets, as cautiously as he was at a memorial to a major state event.

He was silent, and walked forward quietly, watching the emperor stick the bamboo joints with thin glue, attach colored paper, and then raised his hand, dipped a thin piece of wolf hair into the ink mixed with gold powder, and placed it on the exquisite lantern. Write down two small characters that penetrate the back of the paper.

Rong Mu was fascinated by it, and murmured unconsciously: "Ci...Zi?"

The slender knuckles lost strength in an instant, and the word "Day" was pulled out three inches abruptly.

The lamp is broken.

Seeing the emperor put down the pen and paper, Rong Mu looked sideways, and after a few breaths, he chuckled and said gloomyly: "Your servant, do you know what will happen if you trespass in a lonely place?"