After wearing lotus essence

The emperor thought Rong Mu's lanterns were too ugly, and he was unwilling to put them in the gilded lantern building. Rong Mu had always had a big heart in this regard, as long as he could coax the emperor not to be so crazy, he would accept anything Rong Mu could do.

The two walked in the palace path in eerie silence, followed by a few guards from a distance.

A gust of cool wind hit, Rong Mu couldn't help coughing twice, his throat was still a little sore, he held up the lamp of apology for the emperor, the names of the two swayed crookedly together.

Just when Rong Mu thought that all the way would be safe and sound, Shang Cizhou suddenly said from the side: "If you don't like others calling you Shijun, you can let them all call you son."

Rong Mu looked sideways in surprise, not knowing what the emperor was singing, but the other party secretly looked at his neck: "Gu has already asked the guards to invite the imperial doctor, and I will show you when I return to Ziyuan Palace, don't worry about it." What blemishes and scars are left behind."

Rong Mu had a sudden realization, his lips moved and said: "Yes, yes, rest assured, Your Majesty, I will definitely resist the pressure of marriage urging for Your Majesty."

Shang Cizhou was silent for a moment, "It's not just that."

Rong Mu tilted his head.

Not just that?So what, the tyrant must be concerned about him...

good!This wave of favorability is good!It is not in vain for his hard work and dedication, and it finally has the effect of positive energy!

Rong Mu's heart was greatly benefited, he coughed a few more times in a moment of excitement, and writhed uncomfortablely as he affected the wound on his back.

His fragile little flower stem...

Rong Mu thought that he was going to turn back like this, but he didn't expect that he would be suspended in the air the next moment.

The emperor hugged it once under his guidance, and he was very proficient in the second hug.

Rong Mu let out an "ah", and before he could close his mouth, he took a mouthful of cold wind.

Shang Cizhou tapped his toes, left the guards behind and quietly skipped over the palace walls, and passed a few pavilions. The cold wind blew past his face. Not long after, the garden of Ziyuan Palace came into view.

Rong Mu: "..."

Rong Mu was dumbfounded.

"You know martial arts!" He exclaimed.

Shang Cizhou's tone was unclear: "I've fought battles alone, been on the battlefield, and I've always been the one who confronted the enemy's leader."

Rong Mu was excited: "Ah, I've heard of this. Mingchun told me that you played Xiyue everywhere to find a head. Lang Xi also said that you once played against Nandai and won a pot of flowers from the Nandai king!"

Shang Cizhou stopped at a corner of a building: "A potted flower?"

Rong Mu nodded: "Yeah! It's okay, Your Majesty's flowers are so beautiful, let's not feel bad just because we only got one pot of flowers..."

Shang Cizhou interrupted him: "Lang Xi is used to telling stories, so don't listen to everything he says."

Rong Mu choked: "Huh? He lied to me?"

Shang Cizhou: "He didn't lie to you, Gu did win the Nandai thing, but it's not just a flower, there is also a person."

A person?

finally coming!Could it be that the white moonlight that the tyrant kept a festival for——

"But many years have passed, the flowers have long since turned into mud, Gu and that person have long been torn apart, and now I have forgotten his appearance." Shang Cizhou's tone was strangely calm, as if he was only mentioning an inconspicuous stone on the side of the road, "Perhaps Compared to him, Gu Dao thinks your face is easier to remember."

Rong Mu's spiraling emotions were forced to cool down, as if he knocked half of the CP but told you that they were already be.

"Is that so...then you didn't look for it afterwards?" Rong Mu said unwillingly.

Perhaps this is the central crux of the tyrant!

If he can settle this matter with the tyrant, wouldn't a better tomorrow be just around the corner——

Shang Cizhou looked down at him, tilted his head slightly, and the night wind blew his hair up, intertwining with Rong Mu's.

"The orphan was found."

Rong Mu: "..." Like?Do you have such a bad memory?

Shang Cizhou didn't seem to recall this incident often, looked at Rong Mu's face for a while before saying: "Gu remembered, Gu was looking for it, and Gu also went to Huguo Temple to find Mi Kong, and asked Mi Kong to help Gu try to find."

Rong Mu nodded again and again: "And then?"

Shang Ci Zhou said: "Mian Kong has always been nagging, saying that he couldn't find it, and he persuaded Gu to give up, and Gu also gave up."

That's it?

That's it?

You give up too easily!

"Could it be that monk recited some ecstasy scriptures for you!" Rong Mu said angrily, "This is too irresponsible, you were the heir apparent at that time, you were the crown prince! How dare he fool you?"

Shang Cizhou laughed at himself, and brought Rong Mu lightly into the Ziyuan Palace.

"Gu was considered a prince at that time. The first emperor didn't like Gu, and his adoptive mother, Qi, was kind and cruel. She only loved the emperor's younger brother who had been slaughtered by Gu. It was good that he left in the first place. I can't take care of Gu alone, and sooner or later he will be dragged down."

Rong Mu let out a long sigh, and stretched out his hand to run down the tyrant's back: "It may be about fate, as long as you have a sincere heart, you will meet him again one day."

Shang Cizhou smiled inexplicably, and he didn't know whether he was smiling at Mu Tianzhen, or whether he was laughing at where his sincerity remained.

It's just that I live so casually all day long.

The two suddenly appeared and caught the attendant in Ziyuan Hall by surprise. An imperial doctor in his 40s was waiting in the side hall, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

Shang Cizhou put Rong Mugang on the soft bed, and the imperial doctor hurried over to pay his respects.

"Is Your Majesty feeling unwell?"

Shang Cizhou sat aside, pinched Rong Mu's chin with two fingers, "It's all right, come and see him."

There were a few wrinkles on the imperial physician's face, he didn't look old, but he looked very experienced, Rong Mu quietly raised his heart, for fear that the imperial physician would see that he was not part of a human being.

Under the bright lights in the hall, Rong Mu raised his chin slightly, while Lang Xi and Ming Chun stood by, watching a few red finger marks appear on the previously fair neck.

The little girl Mingchun's tears came as soon as she said it, even Lang Xi sighed silently, and took a sneak look at her majesty.

Rong Mu: "..."

With a hoarse voice, he said, "No, don't get me wrong..."

Shang Cizhou frowned: "Don't talk."

The imperial physician trembled for a while, looked carefully, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "Your Majesty, don't worry, Your Majesty is fine, but his body has not yet matured, and his skin and flesh will look more tender, just apply some ointment. In the future... in the future, you must be careful in handling things, and you must not use too much force."

Shang Cizhou nodded seriously: "Gu knows."

Rong Mu could only twist his pretty face and act: "Thank you, the imperial physician."

I can't wash it!

Jumping into the Yellow River will not wash it off!

He hurriedly patted the emperor's palm, but Shang Cizhou didn't let him run away, stretched out his hand and twisted him back, and said to the imperial doctor: "There should be another bump on the back."

The old imperial physician blushed: "May I ask Your Majesty, what hit you?"

Shang Ci showed a calm expression on the day of the day: "At the corner of the table, it's because I'm not careful, and my strength is a little heavier."

The imperial doctor coughed and said, "The servant can only check it after the servant takes off his clothes."

Ming Chun was about to step forward immediately, but was grabbed by Eunuch Lang. How could a little court lady compare to the spirit in front of the emperor? Lang Xi led Ming Chun back with a wink Mu was alone clutching the neckline in a daze.

Not... you guys.

You run and run, blushing with teapot bubbles!

He was "beaten up" by the tyrant, not by the tyrant!

Rong Mu put on a mask of pain, and said with extreme reluctance: "Your Majesty, go out too, and the minister and the imperial physician will have a look alone."

I thought that Shang Ci Zhou San Zhen Jiu Lie had already run away, but he didn't expect to stand still for a long time this time.He didn't move, and the imperial doctor didn't dare to move.

Rong Mu raised his eyes to look at him suspiciously, and then his whole body was suddenly pressed against the soft bed, the emperor's knuckles grazed his neck, pulling his neckline to the back of his shoulders.

While feeling the sensation of the clothes being torn apart, Rong Mu heard Shang Cizhou say to the imperial physician: "Close your eyes, turn around. I will describe it to you, and you will prescribe the medicine."

Rong Mu: "..." What's the matter with this wolf dog feeling like occupying the territory?

The imperial doctor was not surprised, and quickly turned around and knelt down to listen to the emperor's instructions.

Rong Mu felt that his hair was pinched and held by one hand, and then his cool breath hit his shoulders and back. He felt that something was wrong, so he quickly turned his head to look back, and saw the emperor slowly approaching his spine, It was glowing white there, delicate and fragile, Rong Mu watched helplessly as the emperor caressed the wound with his fingertips in a strange way.

At that moment, it was as if an electric current rushed straight to the sky, Rong Mu opened his eyes wide, forgetting where he was for a moment.

By the time he reacted, he kicked the emperor's waist reflexively.

The tyrant let out a low muffled snort, and the old doctor's face turned redder. Only Rong Mu himself felt the hair on the back of his head tighten for a moment and then loosen.

Shang Cizhou bit out two words from between his teeth: "Rong, Mu."

Bi Jiangxue at the corner of the hall swayed left and right, if it wasn't for the support of the flower pole, she might have softened immediately.

Rong Mu's tone was erratic and his eyes straightened: "Your Majesty, forgive me...it's not a deliberate attack, but have you ever heard a saying that certain things can only be viewed from a distance...not...playing with them?"