After wearing lotus essence

There is always a hard-hidden secret that will give you a blow to your soul with a rounded arm on a certain unsuspecting ordinary day.

Rong Mu thought about countless situations, he was quite optimistic, and he was thinking about the day when Shang Ci Zhou would not be busy, or he would finish solving Nan Dai's affairs, they were sitting together on a sunny summer afternoon On the rocking chair, they confide their secrets to each other.

He will show Shang Cizhou his sexy plant healthy hair dye, and even allow the other party to touch it. Shang Cizhou will tell him in detail how many holes he dug before he planted this little lotus in his on the territory of

But the fantasy is very full and the reality is very skinny. At least Rong Mu never dreamed that he would encounter such an inexplicable scene at this very moment.

The two looked at each other in shock, and from Shang Cizhou's movements and eyes, Rong Mu vaguely understood that this man who can count everything and guess everything can be guessed at the full level, and he has no idea that he still has such a showmanship .

The lamp oil was burning, and the wooden floor could not withstand this trend. Seeing that Shang Ci was still in a trance during the daytime, Rong Mu picked up the empty teacup next to him and scooped up some tea from the flower vat beside him after a sleepless night. Water, splashed on the flames.

The long white hair was hanging down under the bed, because it was too long, part of it even piled up on the floor, while Rong Mu put out the fire, he saw Shang Cizhou's footsteps suddenly moved.

He looked at the tip of his hair, only to realize that Winter's body is fragile, and the gradient purple that should have been attached to the end of the hair has completely faded, and it is estimated that it will be dyed again next spring.

Rong Mu took a deep breath, threw the teacup on the ground to refresh Shang Cizhou, the cracking sound was very loud in the dark night, Lang Xi heard the noise upstairs, and asked under his voice: " His Majesty?"

His Majesty?

Your Majesty is still in a daze.

Rong Mu squeezed his throat and gave a dry cough, his thin finger bones were caught on the corner of the silk quilt, looking extremely fragile and pale.

Shang Cizhou seemed to have just pulled back the soul that had run away from home, Rong Mu heard him breathe deeply and long, and took a deep breath.

"...Ting Zhi."

Rong Mu: "."

Shang Cizhou's tone sounded like a dead wife: "What's wrong with you?"

Rong Mu: "..."

I was so speechless.

Rong Mu coughed dryly twice, only to realize later that he lost his voice due to the wind and cold at such a juncture that needs to be explained vigorously.

Ah, gas!

Shang Cizhou took two steps forward, his feet shook for some reason, he bent down to get close to the person on the bed, and for the first time Rong Mu saw a movement similar to being at a loss on his body.

Shang Cizhou's fingers touched his face, but his eyes were still looking at his long hair, and after a long while, he bent his knuckles and lightly touched the top of his head, as if he had been in a nightmare and hadn't woken up yet.

Rong Mu gestured a few times with difficulty, but Shang Cizhou couldn't understand it at all.

For the first time since the two reunited in nearly a year, there was a major problem in communication.

"Hair...Tingzhi, your hair."

Rong Mu closed his eyes, Bi Jiangxue, I thank you!Thank you for not only dyeing my hair, but also thoughtfully removing the Shamat purple and leaving only the seriously sick white!

He picked up a handful of his own silver thread, took a closer look, and felt that he didn't look so malnourished and terminally ill, so he handed the hair in his hand to Shang Cizhou: "Ah." Touch it, People are still alive and warm.

Shang Cizhou's expression was extremely blank, and his movements seemed to be subconscious. Under such a weak light, when he saw the dazzling white, he reached out to take it, and Rong Mu could visibly see his fingertips tremble.

It's over, it's a big stimulus to the Emperor of Shang.

When did Shang Cizhou shake his hand? !His hands don't shake when he kills!

Rong Mu simply crawled over, and the three thousand silver threads spread across his back and cheeks. Shang Cizhou quickly caught him, and Rong Mu looked at him with tired eyes, and pointed to his throat.

water!dew!

Shang Cizhou said in a soft voice, "Aren't you speechless too?"

Rong Mu nodded fiercely, water your little lotus, brother!I almost had a nosebleed all night!

Shang Cizhou half squatted beside the bed, holding the dazzling white in his hand, Rong Mu saw his eyes drooping, and his breathing was slightly unsteady.

He thought he was still dreaming.

If this was a nightmare, he wanted to wake up immediately, instead of passing it overnight, seeing that the tip of his heart, which was still tender and tender yesterday, turned into a white head overnight.

Such an appearance might be a little creepy and strange to others, but when placed on Rong Mu's body, and let others look at his handsome face, he only feels extremely fragile, and there is a subtle difference. The beauty of the world.

He seemed to be more beautiful than before, Shang Cizhou felt in a trance.

The emperor squatted on the spot, not even daring to make a loud noise or take a deep breath. He forgot that he was going to court, and he forgot that he was just going up to cover his beloved with a quilt.

Seeing that he was really down, Rong Mu had no choice but to move to the side of the bed, maybe because he was shouting too loudly in his heart, Bi Jiangxue was affected, and finally woke up slowly.

It shook the flower pole, and Rong Mu looked over quickly.

Bi Jiangxue: "???"

Rong Mu said in his mind: "Yo, wake up, congratulations, we successfully scared the Chosen Son into a fool."

Bi Jiangxue: "Ahhhhh!?"

Rong Mu: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ah ah

Bi Jiangxue: "——"

Rong Mu: "Hey! Hey! Come back soon!"

Bi Jiangxue took a break from cooking, probably because she really felt that all this was too psychedelic, so she simply chose to sleep again to escape reality, poor Rong Mu, who can't run away and drink water, is like a dumb person now. In Shang Cizhou's eyes, he looked like a poor man who was dying of an incurable disease or suffered some major stimulus.

Shang Cizhou: "Tingzhi..."

Rong Mu let out a cry.

Shang Cizhou was in a trance: "Are you, where, very uncomfortable?"

Rong Mu felt that Shang Cizhou's state was a little strange, he seemed to have experienced a cruel fact that he had to face, and this made him feel as weird and sick as he was in the West Vietnam battlefield.

"Aren't you, don't like Gu at all?"

"Do you think it's uncomfortable for you to be alone near you?"

"Or, you are actually unwilling to keep you in Dashang forcibly?"

"The medicine that your brother Wang gave you, and Jiang Yunxing, what kind of influence does Nandai have on you? Gudu has kept you, how can you still be like this? Tingzhi, your hair..." Shang Ci When Zhou said this, his tone almost disappeared, "How could the hair turn white overnight."

Rong Mu: "..."

Stimulating a high-cold emperor into a sick chatterbox, he didn't even say a word, Shang Cizhou had already completed a series of forced theaters that tortured his mind and body.

And Bi Jiangxue, who caused all this, has unilaterally hung up.

Lang Xi didn't wait for Shang Ci to go down for a long time, and heard the movement again, so he boldly walked on the stairs with his court clothes and bowed his head: "Your Majesty? It's time for the morning court—"

Hearing the voice of an outsider, Rong Mu subconsciously shrank back on the bed, but Shang Cizhou thought that he was resisting him, and there was a gloomy pain in his eyes.

"Did you always lie to Gu before? You don't like me at all. When Gu was the prince, did you lie to me too... Also, you just see me as pitiful, and I'm not miserable in front of you. How do you accept it in your eyes? Into me? There are so many people who like you, so many..."

Rong Mu listened to Shang Cizhou murmuring in a low voice as if in a daze, and knew that he would not be able to accept his appearance for a while, but he couldn't just ask Shang Cizhou to make up his mind, Rong Mu was afraid that his next sentence would be the same. To say kill all those who coveted him.

... Shang Cizhou can really do it!Rong Mu always remembers that he is just pretending to be a human being in front of him!

Lang Xi didn't receive the order, so he stretched his neck for a strange look, and said, "Your Majesty, but the young master is awake?...Does Your Highness want to drink water? The morning is the dryest."

Only then did Rong Mu's eyes light up.

Mr. Lang!you are my god!

He made a hoarse "ah" for a while, Lang Xi has long been used to bypassing Shang Cizhou's orders and directly working for Rong Mu, so the chief eunuch ran down conscientiously, made some dewy tea, and did not dare to approach him. Dare to put it on the shelf next to the small door in the attic.

"Your Majesty, give Your Highness some water to drink."

Shang Cizhou woke up like a dream, looked at Rong Mu's longing eyes looking outside, finally turned and walked out, Lang Xi asked again in a low voice: "But His Highness is awake?"

Shang Cizhou hummed.

Lang Xi said curiously: "This person has never been sober at this hour. Today is really strange... By the way, Your Majesty, the morning time is coming soon, why don't you first—"

"not going."

Lang Xi: "Huh?"

Shang Cizhou took the jade saucer and tea tray: "Gu said, I won't go, and I will rest for three days, and you are not allowed to disturb Gu with anything during these three days."

Lang Xi said in surprise: "But Your Majesty, the New Year's Eve is approaching, and the ministers are still waiting to discuss with you about the New Year's banquet—"

Shang Cizhou: "Let's discuss later, you go down."

Lang Xi: "Your Majesty—"

Shang Ci looked at him suddenly: "Gu Shuo, go down."

Lang Xi suddenly fell silent. Master Rong has been in this palace for so long that he almost forgot how His Majesty is a man of one and only one thing. I'm in a bad mood, I can't even go to morning...

Shang Cizhou turned around, lit two small lamps around him, and then slowly approached Rong Mu. Rong Mu was almost dying of drought, and he couldn't wait for him to come over, so he moved to the side of the bed.

Shang Cizhou's footsteps visibly quickened to the naked eye, and Rong Mu was about to reach out to take it, when the emperor carefully avoided his hand, kept his movements as small as possible, and poured him half a cup of dewy tea.

Rong Mu swallowed a few times, and almost jumped on him, but before he could move, Shang Cizhou gently held his chin, and touched his lips with a teacup himself.

Rong Mu: "..."

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!Bi Jiangxue, I will lose you!Shang Cizhou thought he was going to die, didn't he!

Seeing that he didn't move, Shang Cizhou said in a deep voice: "You look like this, you became like this after being touched by Gu once, you are so angry with Gu, you don't even want to drink the water that Gu collapsed...Is that right? Is that right, Rong Mu?"

Rong Mu: "."

No, I'm just shocked by your attitude of serving terminally ill patients.

Brother Wang is indeed right, Shang Cizhou really finds it difficult to accept his current appearance, so that he is trapped in his own be world and cannot extricate himself.

He simply raised his throat, frowned and eagerly swallowed a few mouthfuls of tea, only then did he feel that his burning throat had been rescued.

Shang Ci looked at him during the day, in the dense candlelight, his expression was a bit strangely gentle, but also had some inexplicable compulsion.

"Are you more comfortable?"

Rong Mu squeezed his throat, feeling that his whole body was obviously suffering from the wind-cold symptoms. He half leaned on the soft gold silk pillow, his long white hair spread out in a shocking appearance.

Shang Cizhou took another look at that hair, and then fixed his gaze on Rong Mu: "Ting Zhi, take care of me."

Rong Mu only heard him claiming to be alone and selfless when Shang Ci was in a daze, but he never thought that it was just Bi Jiangxue who was discovered as a demon and directly stimulated people into this appearance.

He felt that he was here in Shang Cizhou now, maybe he had only dying life left.

"You...cough cough cough!" Rong Mu covered his lips, suppressing the itch, "Don't think about it...!"

Shang Cizhou held up a strand of pale hair, didn't say anything, just looked at him so straightly, like a wolf dog who had finally reached the shore, and just experienced the warmth of being loved by someone all night , was beaten back to prototype the next morning.

Rong Mu originally thought that he would be panicked by the cover-up of his hair, but he never expected that now he would be worried because Shang Cizhou was so frightened.

"Ting Zhi, Gu used to think that you were like a god in the sky. Gu was self-willed and rebellious, and wanted to keep you by Gu's side and hold you tightly. You seemed to be happy, but now you are like this, Gu dare not think about it. , Do you like Gu, or are you just pitying me, Gu just crossed the line a little bit, and you hate it to this extent? You can't even look into Gu's face when you look at your eyes."

Rong Mu took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed Shang Cizhou's lapel, and said hoarsely, "Have you finished?"

Shang Cizhou paused: "You hate me, you still annoy me, you really hate me, don't you? Also, from the beginning, I was the one who brought you back to Dashang, left you in the East Palace, and killed you , even if I want to hear a word of liking from you now, I have to use a little trick to seduce."

Rong Mu: "I don't dislike you! Cough cough cough!"

Shang Cizhou thoughtfully fed him some more water: "Listen up, please slow down."

Rong Mu: "...I didn't scold you! You listen to my explanation."

Shang Cizhou nodded: "Okay."

Rong Mu took another sip of water from his hand, and then continued: "Actually, it's all because of it! It's not because of other messy things!"

Shang Cizhou looked at Bi Jiangxue in the direction of his finger, and said for a long while: "You don't like me, there is no need to find such a clumsy reason."

Rong Mu could not wait to pour out the sad script in Shang Cizhou's mind: "I mean really cough cough cough!"

He couldn't stop coughing, lying on the side of the bed and trembling on his shoulders, "Don't be frightened by my appearance, I'm coughing..."

"Tingzhi." Shang Cizhou gently patted him on the back, "Did you fall asleep last night?"

Rong Mu: "I didn't but—"

"...You are by Gu's side, and you can't even sleep. Do you feel at ease only when you go back to Nandai? But Gu can't let you go back to Nandai, so you have become like this, you go to Jiang Yunxing , not just for healing, right? You care about Nan Dai, but Gu is holding you back all the time, do you feel dissatisfied in your heart?"

Rong Mu: "Shang Ci Zhou!"

Shang Cizhou lowered his brows and eyes slightly, looked at Rong Mu's white in a daze and said: "Listen alone, please slow down."

Rong Mu's voice was difficult and hoarse: "...I really didn't scold you, you almost blocked my words! You have to listen to my words, don't scare yourself, I'm coughing and coughing like this Cough! It's really no big deal!"

Although he said so, but the haggardness of not sleeping all night, the fragility of being infected with the wind and cold, and the appalling pale hair color made people feel frightened, fearing that he would go away in the next moment.

"...You are so young, not yet 20 years old, how can you turn your hair white overnight? Are you afraid of loneliness, don't love loneliness, hate loneliness and keep you by your side? Sweet words and kisses are perfunctory and deceitful. What do you want most? What you do is still the same as when we first met, you want to go back to your hometown Nandai the most, don't you?"

Rong Mu took a deep breath: "Come here."

Shang Cizhou approached carefully, flipped his white hair to one side, and carefully gathered it in the palm of his hand.

"But even if you don't want to, Gu will never let you go, you—"

Rong Mu pressed the back of Shang Cizhou's hand curled up beside the bed, leaned over and kissed him with a ringing one on the side of his face.

Then she turned her head to the side again, and loved there too.

"Do you think I'm here, ahem, perfunctory you?" Rong Mu said, his lips were a little pale, "Why are you so unconfident in yourself??"

Shang Cizhou raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes were still very sharp, but deep down there was a deep paranoia and care for a person.

"Because I can't keep people by my side. Those who don't care about Gu are all killed by Gu. Those who care about Gu seem to be killed by Gu. Gu has never been able to support anything. Before I met you again, there was nothing but There are few people who are commonly used, and there are almost no living things...Rong Mu, do you know how important you are to Gu? But you, who are so important, have become like this now by Gu's side."

Rong Mu was taken aback.

"you……"

Shang Cizhou's voice was very low, and there was a ray of fire shining on his side face, which made him a little unreal: "Gu just felt that Gu was born as a lone star, and finally found another strange star. , and was taken care of by Gu to look like this again."

Rong Mu took several breaths, whipped Bi Jiangxue seven or eight times in his heart, and then faced Shang Cizhou and said, "So you think that I became like this because of you? Do you think I treat you like this? The feeling is that I am perfunctory and pity you?"

Shang Ciri acquiesces.

Rong Mu leaned back angrily, and stretched out his hand to stroke back the hair scattered on his forehead, revealing a pair of eyes that were tired but still adorned with aura.

"Listen, I will never sleep with someone I don't like, eat with someone I don't like, or jump into a big puddle to save a person I don't like. I will go to the battlefield of West Vietnam, so I won’t be able to eat well, sleep well, or worry about getting hurt when you leave. You just haven’t been loved before, so you don’t know what it’s like to be loved—” Rong Mu pressed his throat The pain, trying hard to break Zhengshang Cizhou's distorted thoughts, "If I don't like you, I will leave you, but I like you, no matter what happens, I will find you back, just like from the beginning In the beginning, Bi Jiangxue and I appeared together in your Ziyuan Palace."

Rong Mu is lively, but he is also introverted about his feelings. Usually, only Shang Cizhou has the cheek to express his love, and Rong Mu just listens from the sidelines and scolds him for being shameless.

Where has he heard so many words of liking?Still speaking from his favorite mouth, it turned people's nightmares, and it was as beautiful as floating in the clouds.

Rong Mu took another sip of water from Shang Cizhou's stalemate hand, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Before you think about it, take a closer look at my hair."

Shang Cizhou closed his eyes, carefully held up a wisp, his eyes were stung and he had to listen to Rong Mu's words stiffly.

I saw the young man lazily lying on the side of the bed, a cool breeze was blowing in through the air-permeable slits on the edge of the wooden window, with a slight smell of cooked pastries.

As the New Year's Day approached, and the auspicious snow heralded a good year, it was rare for the two masters to make up a complete set. The East Palace, which had been silent for many years, was already frying fruit in advance.

"If you love someone, you will bloom a flower for him." Rong Mu coughed twice, and emphasized softly, "Even in winter, you will bloom a flower specially for him."

Shang Cizhou's eyes moved slightly, and he saw that the long white hair held in the palm of his hand seemed to be shining, mixed with green and white dots of fireflies. At a certain moment, two or three small purple petals emerged from the hair. lotus bud.

"Who's sad white hair can sprout small flowers? Only you can have them here, and you have to take care of them carefully," Rong Mu hissed helplessly, "but the little lotus is only for you to see, it is not allowed Tell others, Your Majesty the Emperor."