After wearing lotus essence

Wu Zhui was pulled out in an instant, blinked his big black eyes innocently, Shang Cizhou kicked the horse's belly, and leaned over to look into the carriage under the panicked expressions of the Jingdu cavalry guards.

Rong Mu's face was obscured by his long hair, but his slender knuckles were trembling imperceptibly, as if he was extremely frightened, and also as if he had used great strength.

Shang Cizhou raised the curtain of the carriage, and said in a deep voice, "Wuzhui doesn't eat flowers and leaves, it just hasn't seen lotus."

After a few breaths, the people in the car seemed to have returned to their souls, and half turned their faces to face him.

The young man's face turned pale, and the end of his eyes turned red due to excitement, and two tooth marks could be seen faintly under his lips, and a dazzling blood color appeared from the burnt place.

Shang Cizhou's pupils rolled deeply, seeing Rong Mu's shocking expression, and frowning indistinctly.

With a good face and close to a monster, she is so beautiful even when she is panicked.

Li Suichuan rode his horse over and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what happened?"

Without saying a word, Li Suichuan looked into the carriage, and saw a young man in green clothes with reddish eyes slumped down from his seat, with a big vat of lotus behind him.

This!

Why is there this in the car!

Li Suichuan took a deep breath, looked up and down three times with his eyes, and was sure that the people in the car were fine. He was about to ask the emperor for instructions, when he saw the other party with long legs stepping down the black chasing and walking towards the side of the car After a few steps, he stopped again.

After two breaths, he turned around and raised his horsewhip to give Wu Zhui a buttock, the sharp sound of piercing the air echoed in everyone's ears.

Xia Houyan raised her eyebrows slightly, even Li Suichuan was so surprised that she forgot to speak.

Others don't know, but he knows how this Wu Zhuima got here.

This is what His Majesty fought with Xiyue, cut off the head of a prince of Xiyue, and used the head to swagger in his camp in exchange for it. This horse is not just a livestock. Wuzhui is very spiritual, and it is His Majesty's favorite trophy. One, in the past, not to mention being beaten, even horseshoes were repaired by a special person.

But now, because he startled the person in the carriage, he was severely whipped.

Shang Cizhou stepped on the carriage again with a gloomy expression, Xia Houyan didn't see clearly and wanted to get closer, but was warned by Li Suichuan's eyes for a moment.

Xia Houyan: "You and Your Majesty... seem to be very protective of this servant."

Li Suichuan led the horse by the head, "You'd better not come up with any bad ideas."

Xia Houyan raised the corners of her mouth and smiled: "I don't dare, I'm just curious, I know what General Li is like, except for Your Majesty, I haven't seen you care about anyone before, I'm afraid this person is not simple. .”

Li Suichuan really wanted to give this person a whip, but he swallowed it after seeing the situation, and said in a low voice: "Not everyone can arrange plays at will, Mr. Xiahou is unrestrained, and he is too careful to be too curious. Lives have been sent out."

Xia Houyan's eyes moved, then she cupped her hands and said with a smile, "Thank you, brother Li, for letting me know."

Li Suichuan stopped talking, and frowned slightly thinking about the scene just now.

He never expected that even if this Rong Shijun went out of the palace, he would bring this heavy flower vat with him.

Lotus, man, man, lotus.

What went wrong, why did he have a strong sixth sense of restlessness from the first time he saw this servant.

This kind of feeling often only appears on the battlefield, but now, because of one person, it frequently pops up, as if Rong Mu is some kind of vital existence.

Not only him, but even His Majesty's behavior is obviously different from the past.

But it is clear that Rong Mu has no identity or status, and is just a male favourite, used by His Majesty to prevaricate the courtiers——

Li Suichuan thought of the double lotus flower on the corner of his dark green clothes that he saw that day, and his eyes dimmed involuntarily.

Double flower... Double flower, why is it so familiar, who on earth used double flower...

Inside the car, Rong Mu nestled in the corner, tightly next to his big vat, Shang Cizhou squatted in front of him, reached out and pinched his cheek for a closer look.

"...Do you want to die? The side of Wu Zhui's face is a piece of iron that can kill people. You don't want to die and use your body to block it?"

Rong Mu pursed his lips tightly and lowered his head.

Shang Cizhou narrowed his eyes slightly, this man has no strength to restrain a chicken, and his body is crispy and tender, even if he was not injured in that blow just now, at least half of his soul would have to be removed.

"Come here and have a look."

Rong Mu silently raised his eyes.

He didn't turn red when he wiped his neck, and his eyes didn't turn red when he bullied and teased him. Even after drinking bitter medicine, he looked alive and well, but now, because of such a vat of lotus, it was the first time Shang Cizhou saw her. Until this person is still so vulnerable.

It is as if life is lost without flowers.

His chest rose and fell for a moment, and there was an unfamiliar and awkward noise in his heart.

"Isn't it just a flower and leaf, why are you so frightened?" Shang Cizhou whispered, "Or was it scared by Wu Zhui?"

Rong Mu opened his mouth, and after a while he said hoarsely: "Bi Jiangxue is my life."

Shang Cizhou was suddenly a little displeased: "It's just a flower, and it's important to have a living person. Next time you are so reckless, Gu will move Bi Jiangxue to the cold palace, so that you won't be guarded all day long."

Rong Mu hurriedly said: "No way!"

Shang Cizhou frowned: "If you can't, come quickly."

Rong Mu's legs and feet were weak, and he pressed his face softly against the lotus leaf. Before he could touch the little flower bud, he was pulled over by the impatient emperor.

The emperor's car is extremely spacious, but no matter how big it is, there is not much extra space for a large pot of flowers and two men. Before Rong Mu recovered, he felt that he was sitting on the emperor's lap.

The lower body feels hard and firm, and the power of this tyrant can be felt through several layers of clothes. Rong Mu was about to struggle down when Shang Cizhou pinched the back of his neck.

This blow was really like hitting a snake and hitting seven inches, no matter how much Rong Mu wanted to struggle, he had to take care of the emperor's stronger hands and broke the flower pole on the spot.

The person in his arms finally came down obediently, Shang Cizhou lowered his brows and eyes to cover his expression, stretched out his hand to untie the bandage of his sleeves, and slowly pulled up the cuffs, as expected, he saw a deep scar on Rong Mu's arm. Scratches, although not bleeding, but the skin is broken.

According to this person's physique, the wound would probably swell within an hour.

Rong Mu also took a look, and quickly turned his head to look at Bi Jiangxue. Fortunately, the main body didn't show anything, which made him heave a sigh of relief.

Bi Jiangxue was heartless, but she seemed to be much stronger than him.

The fear of being almost chewed by a horse just now still lingered in his heart, Rong Mu's breathing became a little heavier, and he felt that he was slapped twice on the back, not lightly but not hard.

He was stunned suddenly, and looked at Shang Cizhou with a pair of clear eyes in disbelief.

What is this man... doing?

There was no superfluous expression on the latter's face, which made Rong Mu unable to distinguish the real face.

"Gu remember, you have photographed Gu like this before, so Gu will try to see if it works."

Rong Mu was shocked: "You..."

"It may hurt a little later, but you have to bear it. I have seen someone on the battlefield who was scraped to death by an iron tool. No matter how small the wound is, you have to deal with it." Shang Cizhou looked deeply at his face Mu took a look, then lifted the curtain of the car, and said to the outside: "Li Suichuan."

Li Suichuan hurriedly rode forward: "Your Majesty?"

Shang Cizhou: "Wine."

Li Suichuan was worthy of being a companion who grew up with the emperor, he understood what Shang Cizhou meant almost immediately, he untied a leather bag from the horse's neck, and handed it to the emperor bulging.

Shang Cizhou took the wine, uncorked the cork, squeezed Rong Mu's arm with one hand, and glanced at him.

The young man's expression was already a little panicked. No matter how daring this person is usually, when he encounters pain and discomfort, his expression will be a little helpless.

Delicate and real.

He didn't want this person's life, so he repeatedly made exceptions for him.

Shang Cizhou thought of this, then put the wine bag close to the scratch, and poured it down slowly.

On the outskirts of Shili City, on the straight road of Kyoto, countless weeping willows are planted on both sides. In April, the weeping willows are blown by the wind, bringing up white catkins all over the sky. A few floating white flowers came in, spinning and floating and falling into the water of the lotus vat.

The touch on the bottom of the hand is smooth and cool, with bursts of light fragrance, mixed with the wine, it is impossible to tell which one is more intoxicating.

Rong Mu gritted his teeth tightly and endured the sharp pain, watching Shang Cizhou disinfect him with wine, he seemed to be used to this kind of thing, he didn't know how to be gentle, but he had used the most restrained strength.

The emperor put the stopper back into the wine bag, tore off a length of white lining embroidered with dragon patterns from the sleeve of the new clothes, and wrapped Rong Mu's arms tightly.

"Okay." Shang Cizhou raised his eyes and looked at the young man who hadn't spoken for a while, "Don't worry, he won't die."

Rong Mu looked at the handsome face of the tyrant who was close at hand, "Your Majesty."

Shang Cizhou threw the wine bag out of the car window and hummed.

Rong Mu still wanted to try, "I asked you before if you have ever treated others sincerely, so at this moment, are you sincerely treating me?"

Tell him that you are being true to him.

A voice said this to him, but Shang Ciri couldn't see any flaws on his face, he just slowly ran his hand along the boy's stiff back.

Bi Jiangxue in the corner trembled for a moment.

Rong Mu heard the emperor say: "Don't try to get your sincerity from Gu, Gu has long forgotten what it's like to entrust your heart."

Rong Mu's heart twisted inexplicably for a moment, and he heard Shang Cizhou whisper: "Lonely people are like hemp, ruthless and loveless, even if a heart is taken out, it is completely black, if Rong Shijun doesn't want to be frightened, just be one." Sober wise man."