After wearing lotus essence

After the New Year's Eve, Shang Cizhou was very busy for a while, and the affairs in the court were complicated. Now that the Great Shang is in his hands, it is no longer the same as it was in the previous emperor's time, but such a large country needs to be managed. It's not that easy either.

Shang Ciri is about to start inspecting the spring plowing.

This is something that Rong Mu only found out on the second day after sleeping with Bi Jiangxue in his arms. Now, under the guidance of several flower spirits, he can barely make up for the homework that Mr. Hua had left behind before. The salted fish is really salty Fish, but bottomed out and rebounded, it can also be seen the high-quality blood inheritance of the royal family of the Southern Dynasty.

Rong Mu is very smart, and he can understand many things almost at one point. Rong Zhen's eyes are getting softer day by day, and he feels like teaching him everything.

Other people's make-up classes are one-on-one, Rong Mu's is four-on-one, and there are two other people who don't know what happened, and they have never appeared.

But Rong Mu is not in a hurry anymore, he has a skill that makes him calmer when things come to an end, maybe this is the spirit of salted fish, he will come when he should come, and there is no way to ask God to ask Buddha when he should not come.

It's better to lie down early and let fate ravage you.

There seems to be a lot of good news, but the better news is Brother Wang and his biography.

According to the letter, everything is going well in the Southern Dynasties, and this spring is not as flustered as in previous years. Although the common people have almost forgotten Mr. Hua, they can't forget His Royal Highness King Mu who brought good luck.

In the letter, Rong Li greatly praised Rong Mu's sensibleness, and also hinted that he would stay in Dashang for a while, and come back to welcome the Spring Festival when everything is completely fine.

In spring, a season full of hope and all things sprouting, Rong Mu was happy from the bottom of his heart, so he brought a letter to Shang Cizhou who was preparing to inspect the spring plowing.

"Ah Zhou!"

Shang Cizhou raised his head from the front of the case, and said with a smile, "Run slower, Ting Zhi."

Rong Mu was so excited that he couldn't stop walking: "Brother Wang wrote again, saying that everything is fine in Nandai!"

Shang Cizhou nodded: "He is a capable person."

Rong Li and Shang Ci Zhou Wang didn't see the king, but they felt a little sympathetic to each other. When they were young, they had a battle on the battlefield. Over the past month, finally, the impression of Shang Cizhou has changed.

I feel that Emperor Dashang has evolved from a cold-blooded, ruthless, sinister and cunning ghost to a master-recognizing ghost who can be touched by his younger brother.

Rong Li is quite satisfied, conquering, a surging gene in the blood of the royal family.

Of course, a large part of the credit for the improvement is that Shang Cizhou would ask someone to send a letter to Nan Dai every once in a while. The content of the letter paper is nothing but Rong Mu's weight and height changes.The effect of cultivating lotus in winter is remarkable, and it feeds back to Rong Mu a lively and fresh water.

Shang Cizhou used precise figures to prove that the prince of the Southern Dynasty not only did not suffer wronged in his Dashang, but instead had a generous heart and a fat body, and lived a life of joy.

Rong Li was very relieved, and felt that it would be even better if Rong Mu could kill people like Shang Cizhou without blinking an eye.

Rong Mu leaned against Shang Cizhou's side, a large dragon chair was occupied by his unruly posture, and the emperor, who was dealing with busy official duties, was squeezed into a small corner aggrievedly.

Shang Cizhou is like an emotionless correction machine, sometimes stamping something with the emperor's seal, just like working on an assembly line.

Rong Mu was originally obsessed with letters, but when he read them, he became obsessed with masculinity unconsciously.

Shang Cizhou became serious, and reminded him that this person was not only Ah Zhou who liked him, but also a serious emperor who ruled the world.

Rong Mu propped up his chin: "When will we leave?"

Shang Ci took time out of his busy schedule to engage in feelings: "Three days later."

Rong Mu asked again: "How long will it be?"

Shang Cizhou temporarily put down the things in his hand, looked at him and said, "It's already February, and I'm afraid this trip will take at least a month. The snow was heavy last winter, and this year's harvest may be reduced. The emperor's inspection will upset the people's hearts. Certainly."

Rong Mu nodded in understanding.

Food is a very important thing no matter what era it is in. The more food the better, the fear is that if there is little food, people will be hungry, which will lead to the tragedy of giving birth to children.

The land of Dashang is so large, but when it comes to growing grain, sometimes it depends not only on the size of the land, but also on the quality of the soil and seedlings. , but every inch of land is an excellent place to grow food.

Rong Zhen and Rong Heng are still surprised by the fact that Shang Cizhou did not attack the Southern Dynasty. With such a large piece of fat and bordering on a large area of ​​the Dashang border, Shang Cizhou did not even look at it. Mr. Hua is sincere.

Every time Rong Mu thinks of this, he has to brag to the flower spirit in the space about this impostor, what should he do if he is an idiot?It doesn't matter, if you find another way, it can also make the two countries peaceful and peaceful.

Rong Qing envied him fiercely for a while, and felt that Rong Mu's life like this was simply a waste paradise.

Rong Mu comforted him not to be envious, the next life will be very soon, as long as the reincarnation posture is correct, maybe he can lie flat for the rest of his life.

The snow outside the window has melted, the willow tree has sprouted new buds, the breeze blows into the study, making Rong Mu and Shang Cizhou's hair entangled together.

Shang Cizhou finally cleared all the work under his hands, he took the dazed young man in his arms, and sucked hard for a while to continue his life.

Rong Mu reached out and pushed his chest: "It's almost done."

Shang Cizhou: "For more than a month, I have not been able to see you."

Rong Mu spread his hands: "Who told me to still look like this?"

That's right, the New Year's Eve has passed, Bi Jiangxue promised to dye her hair back immediately, but there is still no movement, Rong Mu asked several times, Bi Jiangxue hesitated and hawed guilty, and then said that Rong Mu's spiritual power came after the spring Rapid growth, and white hair is the proof of his powerful spiritual power.

I can no longer control the hair color of my body, I just ask Rong Mu to pay attention, drink more hot water and eat less iced food, maybe feel relaxed, everything will become normal and regular.

Rong Mu's face was bright at the time, and those who didn't know it thought that he was as relaxed as the girl to be able to regularize the letter.

But fortunately, the crimson purple of his hair is back. Shang Cizhou loves this purple of his very much. Every night before going to bed, he holds it in his hand to look at it. Rong Mu doubts that he can even count how many hairs he has. up.

"It's been ten years since we haven't seen each other, it's just a month," Rong Mu tried to comfort the emperor, but in fact he couldn't stay, or he was a little bit reluctant.

Shang Cizhou still didn't give up on taking him out, and left Rong Mu alone, which caused him a huge psychological shadow.

The two huddled together in the study for a long time, and then went back to Ting Zhi Que to take a nap, but Rong Mu accidentally fell asleep in the lotus again.

Shang Cizhou was very vigilant, but he got used to him disappearing from time to time one after another, but every time Rong Mu disappeared, he would stare at Bi Jiangxue motionlessly. I'm about to shut myself up.

It used to urge Rong Mu to go in and cultivate, but now it begs Rong Mu to come out quickly.

Rong Zhen, a master-level boss, is not always there. This tall and cold person prefers to be alone more often. He is not as "friendly and gentle" as Rong Heng.

But Rong Mu found that although he didn't speak much, every time he spoke, he was definitely the most accurate and authoritative.

So Rong Mu approached Rong Zhen, and asked him respectfully that spring has come, why his hair still can't change back?If you can't come back, it's inconvenient to go on inspections with Shang Cizhou. If you don't inspect, how can he find a chance to observe the people's conditions at the border?

Rong Zhen glanced at him indifferently: "Calm your mind and be at peace with whatever happens."

Rong Mu leaned beside him with a sad face: "Your Highness, please think of a way for me!"

Rong Zhen was extremely cold: "It's better to ask yourself than to ask others."

Rong Mu scratched his hair: "But I thought of many ways, and I almost drank brown sugar water! It just can't change back, and I even dyed it with Shang Cizhou's ink! Although I was caught and punished..."

Rong Zhen was silent for a moment, and once again fell into the illusion that Rong Mu seemed smart but stupid.

After a while, he said: "You are so distressed, it's not impossible to go out with him."

Rong Mu's eyes lit up: "What!"

Rong Zhen looked at him sideways: "If a man with thick hands and thick feet can grow flowers well, you can continue to follow him... If you want to go out, bring your body with you. You can relax together. If you don't know the color of your hair, you can stop halfway." It will change back, and it will not delay things."

Rong Mu paid attention: "Growing flowers?"

This is easy to handle!Shang Ci daytime flower grower is a big grower with first-level experience!

But Bi Jiangxue is Wang Lian, it is so big, and Shang Ciri's trip is a national event, how can he bring such a big burden?What will the cultural relics officials think of him!

Rong Mu didn't think so, he lowered his head in discouragement, and his white hair was scratched into a snow nest again.

When Shang Cizhou came back from inspecting Chun Geng and freed up his hands to take care of him, wouldn't he have no chance?

Rong Zhen stretched out his jade white fingertips, and poked the junior's moist cheek.

"Fool."

Rong Mu: "Oh, Bi Jiangxue is too big to carry."

Rong Zhen raised his eyebrows: "Big? Ask your body, Wang Lian, it's not a vulgar thing, so it naturally has its own way to deal with it."

Rong Mu raised his head in surprise and said, "But Bi Jiangxue never told me that it has a way!"

Rong Zhen: "Of course it won't tell you that it is so big because it is the most comfortable state for it. If you change it to a small tank that is easy to carry, Wang Lian can still shrink and survive. Besides, winter is over. You have good spiritual power, so it is naturally enough to torment."

Rong Mu: "!!!"

Is there still such an operation!

Rong Zhen scolded: "All the books have been read in the mud pond, and Wang Lian, the mere body, can't control it, and it is fooled by it, it's really stupid."

Rong Mu rolled up his sleeves: "I'll go out and clean it up right away! If it becomes a genius, it will be a disaster!"

But Wang Lian and the prince lived in the same community, and Bi Jiangxue did not give in as much as Rong Mu had.

The time of this trip was extremely short, Rong Mu received the guidance of the senior, and when he went out, he fell into Shang Cizhou's arms and began to "excuse the teacher".

"Bi Jiangxue, can you become smaller!"

Bi Jiangxue: "..."

I go?

Rong Mu bared his teeth and claws and said, "You can become smaller, and even ask someone to take you back and forth between the two countries like a big baby! Are you suffering from a delicate disease in a carriage!"

Shang Cizhou held Rong Mu's waist, watching him radiate energy and quarrel with a wildly swinging lotus.

Bi Jiangxue was extremely iron-blooded: "I am Wang Lian! How can Wang Lian be so small!"

Rong Mu: "I don't care! If you can't solve this matter today, I will, I will break off relations with Shang Cizhou! Make you think about him all day long!"

Shang Cizhou on the side: "?????"

Bi Jiangxue's flower branches were about to break: "Ahhhhhhhhhh how can you be so ruthless! He's so good at changing water and mud for me!"

"You change?"

"I'm not big anymore!"

"How big and tall does a tender flower need!"

"You cruel man!"

Rong Mu frowned and said: "How small you want me to be! In short, it must be convenient and easy to carry when traveling at home! If necessary, cooperate with me to dye your hair, or I will tell you never to see Shang Cizhou again! "

Bi Jiangxue: "...don't regret that I became an infant!"

Rong Mu let out a sigh: "I, Rong Tingzhi, never regret what I do. If you perform well this time, I will ask Shang Cizhou to contract the mud for the next three years!"

Bi Jiangxue gritted her teeth: "Deal."

And Shang Cizhou didn't know what Rong Mu and his flowers had exchanged at all, if other people were present, he would probably think that the Nandai prince had some hidden illness.

He watched Rong Mu take a sip of water and calm down before he dared to say in a deep voice, "Curse—er, the talk is over? What did you talk to it about?"

Rong Mu's expression was happy and proud: "I'm looking for benefits for you. It's really inconvenient for me to go out like this, and it's even more inconvenient to bring Bi Jiangxue with me, but if Bi Jiangxue can be shrunk, wouldn't we have solved everything? It's not easy for me to walk in front of people with white hair, when the time comes to get into the lotus and you put my little body in your arms, won't the two of us be together all the time again!"

Shang Cizhou: "—"

"It's been hard for you to stay in Dashang Capital all winter."

Rong Mu's eyebrows danced brightly: "Are you happy or excited?"

Shang Cizhou nodded: "Happy and excited, this way, Gu can start patrolling from the farthest territory, let's go to the corner far away from Nandai first!"

Rong Mu looked at him incredulously: "You are the most cruel man!"

The sharp eyes of Shang Cizhou's smile softened.

This matter was finally settled like this, Rong Mu felt that he had retreated [-] steps, as long as he could go out, even if he couldn't see the border of the Southern Dynasties for a while, it would be good to see the great rivers and mountains of Shang Cizhou!

All when free travel!To a certain extent, it can be regarded as the fulfillment of his salty fish wish when he first came back.

There are only three days, and there is not much time left for Rong Mu to prepare. Shang Cizhou is naturally happy that Rong Mu can be with him. The inspection of spring plowing has always been done according to the specifications of the emperor, and Rong Mu is unwilling to give it to him. For a title, Shang Cizhou had no choice but to pick candy secretly by himself.

Let's patrol together, and Rong Mu will be his queen after all.

Thinking of him, he laughed at himself, he didn't expect that he was already 24, and still had such childish thoughts.

Rong Mu was as excited as a primary school student on his first spring outing. He brought a suitcase of beautiful clothes. Bi Jiangxue was beside him and said coolly, "I suggest you don't make too many useless things."

Rong Mu frowned and turned around: "Why! Don't you want to see my beautiful 'date' with Shang Cizhou!"

Bi Jiangxue: "Oh."

Bi Jiangxue's attitude was a bit weird, but Rong Mu was so immersed in the joy that the first step of the plan had been taken, he didn't notice anything wrong.

He even took the time to go back to the space to thank Rong Zhen specially for pointing out the maze for him.

Rong Zhen's attitude was also a little strange, he didn't expect him to do this, and asked him to bring more small clothes.

Rong Mu asked how young he was.

Rong Zhen: "How does this gentleman know? Go and ask your Wang Lian body to see how small it becomes."

Rong Mu: "???"

Rong Mu didn't understand, and three days passed with a flick of his fingers. Shang Cizhou had already prepared everything. On the day he left the East Palace, even Zhong Ling, who had been in a trance for the whole winter, went out to see him off.

Rong Mu was fully armed and didn't show a single hair, so he took the time to ask him: "Have you figured out that we are married?"

Zhong Ling's eyes were dull: "Your Highness, divination is really not suitable for me. I still want to play the pipa."

As soon as Rong Mu heard it, he knew that Shang Cizhou's fate was not so easy to calculate, so he smiled and comforted him.

But when he was leaving, Zhong Ling grabbed the corner of his clothes and murmured: "It's almost there, it's almost there, there is one last hexagram left."

The fact that things went well made people feel uneasy, Rong Mu got into the four-horse carriage steadily, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

The relationship between Bi Jiangxue and Shang Cizhou was ironclad, and the matter of changing the mud and cylinders to carry the body of course fell on the first-level large planters.

Rong Mu is eating melon seeds and grapes in the car, life is simply not too good.

Until he watched Shang Cizhou get into the car with a luxurious body, and watched him raise his eyebrows subtly, then he took out a small golden bowl from his cuff, in which there was only mud but no water, Shang Cizhou will After the bowl was placed upright, it was poured from the side with cool melted snow water.

The melon seed peel in Rong Mu's hand fell to the ground, and he saw that Bi Jiangxue nestled in the golden bowl like a small wild flower. Although she was still exquisite and beautiful, she had more posture than the savage Wang Lian before. I don't know. How many times cute and small it comes out.

"Pfft...Pfft ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!" Rong Mu laughed heartily.

Shang Cizhou's expression was complicated: "I never thought that it could become so small... I was almost trampled flat when I entered the door."

Bi Jiangxue: "Oh."

Rong Mu replied in his mind: "Heh what, Xiao Huahua has to be obedient. If you behave well, I can consider replacing this little golden bowl like an upstart for you."

Bi Jiangxue's career as the iron-blooded Wang Lian was forcibly interrupted by Rong Mu, and she became a delicate young body that she never wanted to go back to.

Rong Mu was eating melons to watch the theater, touching its small leaves for a while, and discussing with Shang Cizhou whether it would be more convenient and portable after being smaller.

After receiving Shang Cizhou's affirmation, Rong Mu's tail almost went up to the sky.

God help me too!If this time goes well, Shang Cizhou is fast and will always visit the city bordering Nandai one day!

It's just that they started from the opposite direction, Brother Wang's letter must not be received in time, but Rong Mu thinks this is not a problem, he didn't bring Lianyu with him this time, and told Lianyu to go directly to In the capital of the Southern Dynasties, bring a whip to find His Highness the Queen to settle down, and wait for him to go back.

Everything was arranged so perfectly, the moment he left the gate of the capital, Rong Mu felt the coolness in the air become free and fragrant.

Of course, Shang Cizhou would not tour the country, he took out the map and looked at it with Rong Mu, and drew a few circles on it, Rong Mu also saw a familiar name at the end.

It was Shenshui, the first big shopping mall he ever crossed the border.

It can be said that Shenshui is not close to Nandai, and he also knows the general who guards the city, his name is Qin Ting.

The two got in the car and looked at the great rivers and mountains on the map. The spring was cold and Rong Mu was wrapped by Shang Cizhou like a ball of soft and white glutinous rice cakes.

From daytime to nighttime, they didn't reach the resting place at night, Shang Cizhou ordered to rectify in place, although Rong Mu and Bi Jiangxue quarreled, but when they were sleeping, Renhua never separated.

The night wind blew the curtain of the car, and the horse scratched its front hooves slightly. Not long after Shang Ciri got out of the car, he came back with a roasted chicken wing in his hand, ready to feed the delicate flower he had hidden in the emperor's carriage.

He opened the curtain of the car and stepped on the car seat. Someone came to ask him if he needed tea, so Shang Cizhou ordered a pot of hot Junshan Yinzhen, which was the best way to relieve Rong Mu's boredom.

Except for the cronies of the Eastern Palace and some secret guards, no one knew that the emperor brought the prince of the Southern Dynasty with him when he went out.

But even if they knew, who would dare to say it?

Shang Cizhou is the full-level emperor at the top of the food chain.

"Tingzhi, get up and eat something before going to sleep?" Shang Cizhou called out to the ball of white furry.

Bai Rongrong was unmoved, and fell asleep in a ball, honest and sweet.

Bijiangxue shone slightly in the night, Shang Cizhou passed by it, and even added more snow water for it, and got Bijiangxue's reserved nod of thanks.

Later, I saw that the tip of its leaf was erratic, pointing to the collapse of the car.

Shang Cizhou: "?"

How could Bi Jiangxue talk to him, she would just act like an emperor in Rong Mu's mind every day, telling him not to sleep and get up quickly to look at the handsome man.

Rong Mu was a little dizzy, and couldn't do it because of Bi Jiangxue's noise, so he stretched himself under the generous cloak.

Shang Cizhou had a smile in his eyes, but he paused when he looked at the white palm.

It seems that some are too small.

His face disappeared gently, frowning slightly, opening up a small space for Rong Mu to breathe, and as the cloak fell off, a round head with fried hair was exposed.

The eyebrows, the corners of the eyes, the nose and the mouth are all Rong Mu who Shang Cizhou knew.

...It's just that he knew Rong Mu ten years ago.

The grilled chicken wings in the emperor's hands were slowly squeezed out rich and oily, Rong Mu sat up without realizing it, yawned, and scratched Sleepy Hair's head again.

"Are you back? Hungry, feed me."

Shang Cizhou: "—"

Rong Mu opened one eye: "Hungry, Ah Zhou."

Shang Cizhou looked dull.

Rong Mu tilted his head in doubt: "Your Majesty?"

Shang Cizhou suddenly turned his head and pressed his forehead with another big clean hand.

Rong Mu: "...?"

Bi Jiangxue said at the right time: "Thank me, boy."

Rong Mu: "?"

Bi Jiangxue: "Human and flower are one body, do you think you can do anything good by turning my iron-blooded Wang Lian into a young body? Ha! I think Shang Cizhou feels very guilty and regretful about what happened to you before, and I specially asked him to experience it again." Take a look at the happy life during the 'Southern Generation Little Slave' period."

Rong Mu: "——!!!"

"what have you done?!"

Before Bi Jiangxue could speak, Shang Cizhou slowly squatted down, and Rong Mu sadly found that the other party seemed to have grown bigger, and his skinny feet were not as big as the emperor's palm.

Still meaty... meaty? !

"Tingzhi..."

Rong Mu: Ahhhhh!

Shang Cizhou: "Chicken wings, do you want to eat?"

Rong Mu: Ahhhhhhhhh!

Shang Cizhou: "...Can I bite it? Shall I tear it into small strips for you?"

Rong Mu rubbed his face in despair, then looked at his white and tender paws: "Shang Cizhou ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!"

Shang Cizhou's heart was full of turbulent waves, but on the surface, there was even a little bit of strange joy that could not be detected.

The emperor stretched out his hand: "Hug."

Rong Mu left two lines of lasagna tears.

Shang Cizhou persevered: "Little flowers on pavilion branches, give Gu a hug."

Rong Mu wiped his face, got up from the soft couch with both hands and feet, stepped on Shang Cizhou's squatting knee, and scrambled into the emperor's generous embrace with his hair all over his head.

Because it was too small, he couldn't even hug Quan Shang Cizhou's shoulders when he stretched out his arms, he just grasped it vaguely.

Bi Jiangxue: "Young man, would you like me to describe the expression of the Great Shang Emperor?"

Rong Mu treats it as dead.

Bi Jiangxue: "Ah~ Whose wish was satisfied? It's Xiaobi's favorite Great Shang Emperor~ Let's seize the opportunity, my iron-blooded Wang Lian will only become smaller once, and there will never be a second time! How about it? , is it more convenient for you to move?"

Rong Mu cried regretfully and made a small nasal voice: "Zai Zhong, I thank you for the eighteenth generation of your ancestors!"