After wearing lotus essence

Rong Mu walked for a while, and looked back to see that everyone was still standing still.

Shang Cizhou didn't move, except for Rong Mu who was riding on the emperor's head and domineering, no one dared to move.

He wondered: "Aren't you leaving yet? Did you leave anything behind?"

Shang Cizhou narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at the musician, who seemed to be a little scared, and turned his toes back to avoid it.

Rong Mu's eyes were delicate: "Could it be possible that Your Majesty has taken a fancy to him?"

Shang Cizhou: "I'm alone!"

Rong Mu: "If not, then why are you staring at him?"

Shang Cizhou: "..."

He took a deep breath and suggested: "Gu just thinks that he is not good-looking, and Ting Zhi doesn't like people with bad looks, so why not leave him here in Li Gongyuan to fend for himself."

Rong Mu tilted his head, seeing that the musician just showed a delicate and gentle side face.

It seems to be okay, and isn't this Shang Cizhou's person?Why did Shang Cizhou turn around and ask him if he likes it.

Rong Mu can't say whether he likes it or not, except for a few people who are labeled as special care in his heart, everyone else is a carrot in a pit in his eyes, the biggest difference is that one is thick and the other is thin, all beings are equal.

"His pipa skills are really good. If you want to give him an extra bite of food, just follow him."

Zhong Ling immediately leaned over and said, "Thank you for your kindness!"

Shang Cizhou: "..."

He took a look at Zhong Ling, stepped forward and stood side by side with Rong Mu, and for the first time in public, he used the long sleeves of his toga to hook Rong Mu's hand.

Seeing that Rong Mu was only surprised for a moment and didn't resist, Shang Cizhou became even more blatant. The servant behind him only dared to look at the palace path at the bottom of his feet, and didn't even dare to look at the two people in front.

Rong Mu laughed and said, "What happened all of a sudden? I haven't bothered with you about sending male prostitutes to you from other countries. You're fine. What kind of jealousy is this?"

Shang Cizhou pursed his lips tightly, with a rare stubborn expression.

Rong Mu knew that this person was only talking in front of him, maybe he wanted to deal with him behind his back, he whispered: "Don't embarrass him, it's not easy to come all the way, I believe you won't do things behind my back, He is also timid and quiet, so he dares to ask him to come and relieve our boredom so boldly."

Only then did Shang Cizhou's eyes move, and he looked at Rong Mu: "Gu is just unhappy in his heart, and thinks he is a bit weird."

Rong Mu: "What's weird, as long as it's not an assassin, it's fine."

Shang Cizhou frowned: "But I just feel that he always looks at you!"

Rong Mu was surprised: "Just look at me and you won't fall in love with me. Besides, you are the emperor. Who would like a prince from another country without the emperor not loving me? It's not wrong."

Shang Cizhou: "..."

Yes, it is such a misunderstanding. When he blindly regarded Rong Mu as a male favorite, he told him to protect himself from those Yingyingyanyan peach blossoms. Until now, the legend of Rong Mu is still circulating in the capital city. Well, after Rong Mu regained his status as a royal family, these people became even more serious. It is said that the book has been updated for three editions.

Nowadays, not only noble daughters of aristocratic families, but even some sons and daughters especially love to hear the twists and turns of the princes of the Southern Dynasty who were exiled to the big merchants when they were young.

Shang Cizhou took a deep breath, and had a subtle illusion that as an emperor, he did not have a harem, but the people he liked had a large number of "harems".

Moreover, these "harems" are all leaked from his own hands. If one of them is not handled well, Rong Mu will look back and wonder if he has gone off the rails.

Shang Cizhou had never experienced such an aggrieved thing, and he was a little silent all the way, and he couldn't just kill someone casually, especially since this person had already passed by Rong Mu's eyes, leaving behind a highly skilled man. big impression.

Lianyu followed behind the two of them, it was rare for her to dare to casually look at the existence of her master.

He saw Shang Cizhou tightly holding the master's hand, and he knew that something was wrong with the black lotus. Lianyu followed Shang Cizhou on the battlefield, and knew that the emperor would rub his fingers when he wanted to kill someone. Carrying his master on his back along the way, Shang Cizhou's left hand was almost sparking, it can be seen that the surface is calm, but in fact, his heart is boiling with unhappiness.

Lianyu glanced to the side, and saw that the musician was following step by step, holding his extremely precious pipa in his hand, and the clothes were all in the pattern of a foreign race in the desert, which was really novel.

Lianyu whispered: "Hey, how old are you this year?"

Zhong Ling turned his head and replied, "Caomin is twenty-one."

21... two or three years older than the master.

Lianyu asked curiously: "Looking at your appearance, you must not have been playing the pipa since childhood."

Zhong Ling's eyes were bright: "Exactly, Cao Min has been looking for different music theories all his life. I am not interested in the music of my homeland, so I took the initiative to follow the tribute team to Dashang."

Lianyu gasped, why does this person seem to be a piano idiot!

Zhong Ling said again: "I'm not a slave, so I don't need to be here. Later, I thought that the highest skill in a country should be with the emperor, so I took the risk."

Lianyu: "...you like music theory, why did you follow the master if you didn't ask the emperor to assign you to the palace music department?"

Zhong Ling was silent before saying: "That's what I thought, but the wind is cold and the country is far away. I was in a daze when I saw the nobleman coming from the path outside the door. His clothes were clean and spotless. I glanced at the old window from under the umbrella. I can't describe it." What kind of feeling is that, everyone sees me as humble, but in the eyes of the nobles, we are first of all a 'person', the nobles have an elegant temperament, which makes people admire in their hearts."

Lianyu's eyes widened in shock, why does this musician seem to have a few things on his body——

The master does not like to look down on others, let alone status, as long as there is talent and virtue, the master will treat everyone equally.

Zhong Ling said in a low voice: "I didn't know how one person could tell the Emperor of Shang not to love red faces and blue faces, but now I understand a little... The nobleman can also understand music theory, and his voice is also very beautiful. I really can't resist it. A bosom friend's temptation."

Lianyu: "..."

The racial charm that the master exudes everywhere.

"You... Anyway, I want to remind you that although the master is easy to talk, you have to pay attention at all times. Don't know when it will cost your life. I was almost killed several times."

Zhong Ling blinked suspiciously, was killed?

Lianyu pointed her mouth at the emperor: "Did you see that this emperor will bite anyone except the master who can take care of him? A famous flower has an owner, but there is a vicious dog inside!"

Zhong Ling: "..."

"Thank you little brother for reminding."

Lianyu accidentally touched the edge of Zhong Ling's pipa while speaking, and saw him dodge it vigorously, and wiped the touched place carefully.

Such a treasure... Lianyu laughed, touching his pipa was like killing him.

Zhong Ling seemed to have listened to Lianyu's words, but she couldn't help but glanced at Rong Mu's back.

The jade-bone oil-paper umbrella was tilted slightly, and the emperor of Shang, who feared the kings of all countries, personally held it for him. The wide hem of the black clothes covered half of the pure white face, but the gorgeous feathers still caught people's eyes, as if The first snow that is about to fall in this winter is gentle and pure.

Zhong Ling's fingers itched slightly, and when he saw Rong Mu, he felt an unprecedented urge to compose music for him alone.

Shensheying left the capital and took away the letter written by Rong Mu to the King of Nandai. Rong Mu couldn't tell what Shang Cizhou was thinking, even if he risked offending Brother Wang, he should stay in the capital of Dashang among.

When the beginning of winter came, the stove had already been lit up, and the attendants all wore small jackets, and the beaded curtains of the pavilion were replaced with brocade cotton cloth to block out the wet and cold wind blowing from Yuhu Lake.

Rong Mu was sleeping on the rocking chair, while Shang Ci was grading notes on the side.

The slight sound of coals cracking made Rong Mu lazily turn over, he propped his forehead and looked at the emperor: "Why have you been staring at me so closely lately?"

While criticizing the papers, Shang Ci said, "Did Zhong Ling come again yesterday?"

Rong Mu yawned: "Yes, he said there is a new pipa piece, and he invited me to listen to it together."

Shang Cizhou raised his eyes: "In half a month, can he compose three complete pieces of music? Could it be that this is an excuse, and he just wants to get close to Ting Zhi, so that Ting Zhi can give him more things."

Rong Mu let out a "hey": "Don't underestimate him, this person is really talented, after bringing him back from Li Palace that day, he composed a song, and then met me twice, each time Speaking of having a new inspiration, I thought about asking him to look at His Majesty's handsome face another day, to see if he can write some emperor's song."

Shang Cizhou laughed, and said in a low tone: "The one for Ting Zhi is Yangchun Baixue, and the one for Gu is probably about to become an ambush."

Rong Mu was taking a sip of tea, and was choked up by Shang Cizhou's blow. He sat up and patted his chest, and saw Shang Cizhou walk up to him and stroke his back.

"Why are you so thin recently? Cats only eat a little when they eat, and they can choke on drinking water. Sometimes they don't move at all in the morning, and they can continue to sleep when they come back. Tingzhi, are you right?" Where does it hurt?"

Rong Mu blinked his eyelashes: "No, it's winter, maybe people are lazy."

Shang Cizhou's brows were deep: "Is it related to the rescue of the orphan last time?"

Rong Mu was taken aback: "Why do you think so?"

Shang Cizhou: "Because since then, you have become more and more tired, and Mr. Gu is worried whether you have done something secretly in a place where Gu does not know."

Rong Mu opened his mouth: "I, uh."

I secretly picked up my own leaves!But the main reason for my fatigue is because autumn and winter are here!After all the little lotus flowers in Yuhu have thanked, he can still stand firm in this pavilion. He is really weak and strong, and he hangs on the breath of immortality!

But Shang Cizhou obviously didn't think so, he looked straight at Rong Mu: "Why don't you call the imperial doctor to take a look for you, your body is important."

Rong Mu's eyes flickered slightly: "I'm not sick, I don't have an appointment, but you, have the wounds on your back healed completely?"

Shang Cizhou nodded: "Gu looks much tougher than Ting Zhi, so it's almost as if he's gotten better a long time ago."

Rong Mu: "Don't worry, I'm really fine, but I can't see the lotus in winter, which makes people feel a little sad and depressed. You know, I love lotus very much." He sighed, "I really miss it." Spring is coming soon!"

Shang Cizhou looked at him fixedly, and tucked the little woolen blanket for him for a while.

Now Zhong Ling and Lianyu have become neighbors. Every time Shang Cizhou is away, Zhong Ling will appear beside Rong Mu intentionally or unintentionally. Draw pictures.

Rong Mu arrested him twice. He has seen others staring at his face in a daze, but he has never seen anyone "sketching" him.

Rong Mu somewhat knew the influence of the white lotus in ancient times. Not to mention the music, even more than half of the poems and songs praised the lotus. A few days ago, Lianyu brought back a few scripts from outside, and Rong Mu read them with gusto. At this time, he also took it out from under the small pillow, and read the words "His Royal Highness King Mu, a hero who rescued the beauty, descended from the sky riding a big worm".

While continuing to feed him water, Shang Cizhou glanced at the pages of the book: "Why save the beauty? Why didn't anyone write about His Royal Highness Mu Wang saving the Great Shang Emperor and turning the tide in the deep water?"

Rong Mu: "No, you're going to be jealous of this?"

Shang Cizhou: "Gu is vinegar, and the pavilions are full of charm. The water in Yuhu Lake is not as much vinegar as Gu."

Rong Mu smiled and said: "I'll give you the pen, you write it, how dare they make up about the Son of Heaven!"

Shang Ci Zhou put down the teacup, "One day, Gu wants everyone in the world to know that Tingzhi is a lonely person, and Gu wants to put the flowing water banquet from the palace to the gate of the capital city, with gold barley and red powder all over the ground, and eight horses. Pulling and driving together, Zhong Ling's music can only be played in the chorus of the emperor, and the words of literati and inkmen can only be written about Tiancheng, Tingzhi, do you think this is good?"

Rong Mu smiled slightly, and glanced at Shang Cizhou.

"Ah Zhou, why are you so persistent?"

Shang Cizhou's sharp eyes were slightly gentle, and he leaned forward: "Is it good? Ting Zhi and Gu are the best thing in the world, and Gu will never let anyone hurt you again."

Rong Mu took a breath, and was about to speak when his lips were touched softly.

"Don't say what Gu doesn't like to hear. You have never responded positively to be Gu's queen."

Rong Mu chuckled: "Who's family can't talk about love for three to five years, do you want to get straight to the point?"

Shang Cizhou: "Life is short for a few decades, and I can spend a few years in three to five years. I feel uneasy in my lonely heart."

Rong Mu tilted his head and moved his body lazily: "One kiss today is enough..." He leaned forward and gave the emperor a soft chirp: "But this is for extra comfort, you see Who have I kissed, you are not the only one."

Only then did Shang Cizhou's eyes light up.

"I have already informed Brother Wang in a letter, telling him not to worry. There is also Bijiangxue. Winter is coming, and I don't know if Bijiangxue is bald or not... Ah Zhou will wait for another cold winter, and wait until the next spring when the flowers will bloom. After that, add it up."

Shang Cizhou's expression was a bit reluctant, Rong Mu was about to say something more, when someone reported outside the door: "Your Majesty, there is a visitor."

Shang Cizhou was even more unhappy, he frowned and echoed: "No visitors will be seen, the courtiers will talk about things tomorrow."

The servant was a bit embarrassed, and said again: "The guard said that the visitors came on horseback from outside the city gate, and Master Li followed, and they also brought the gold inlaid jade lotus vat that you personally made before..."

Shang Cizhou: "."

Rong Mu: "!!"