General, don't run away with your bag

Coaxing Qianqian to sleep, watching Henry Zhang sleeping soundly, when Xiao Rufeng got up, he caught a glimpse of light shining through the crack of the door.

Under the dim oil lamp, Murong Junsheng looked down at a memorial, sometimes frowning, sometimes dropping his pen.

Looking from Xiao Rufeng's angle, Murong Junsheng's face looked extremely tired under the dim light, and there was a trace of unbearable inexplicable in his heart.

In the past month, Murong Junsheng has been like this. During the day, he accompanied the two children to fool around and please him, and at night he turned on the lamp to deal with political affairs.

Xiao Rufeng couldn't tell what this feeling was like?Shocked, touched, and sweet, especially when Murong Junsheng wanted to hug him to sleep secretly after finishing the political affairs, but was kicked out of bed by him and appointed to hug the quilt and lay on the floor. His heart is extremely complicated, but he is afraid, afraid that after Qian Fan dies, what awaits him is still the abyss of abandonment, he dare not accept this deep love, fearing it will only be a flash in the pan.

Therefore, he always sticks to that unwavering heart and keeps a certain distance from him.At least he thinks he feels pretty good now.

"Your Majesty, go back!" Xiao Rufeng walked gently behind Murong Junsheng, his lips parted slightly.

He knows that the emperor is not idle, on the contrary he is busy with political affairs, he knows that although Murong Junsheng is not a good lover, he is a good king, he is not clear about his emotions, and never neglects in political affairs.

"Rufeng, it's getting late, you should rest first!" The voice from behind made Murong Junsheng raise his eyes, looking at Xiao Rufeng with tenderness in his eyes, ignoring what Xiao Rufeng just said, caring and considerate Urge him to sleep.

"Your Majesty, let's go back tomorrow, and my subordinates will go back too." Xiao Rufeng lowered his eyes. He thought a lot these days, and finally made up his mind just now. He knew that the emperor would never want to go back to the palace alone. He also didn't want to be the chief culprit who prevented the king from going to court early.

"Rufeng, is what you said true?" Murong Junsheng jumped up and stood up, pressing Xiao Rufeng's shoulders with both hands excitedly, both surprised and happy.

"This subordinate is your personal bodyguard, what if I don't follow you?" Xiao Rufeng had a smile in his eyes, but his tone was inexplicably teasing.

It's a pity that Murong Junsheng, who was in extreme excitement, didn't notice the change in Xiao Rufeng's tone, and was completely immersed in the news that his lover was finally willing to bring the child back to the palace with him.

So that when the next day was just dawn, when Xiao Rufeng was the only one who followed him back to the palace, his brain couldn't react.

"Rufeng, Yangyang, Qianqian?" On the way back to the palace, Murong Junsheng wanted to test it all the time, but he didn't know how to speak when the words came to his lips.

Xiao Rufeng pretended not to hear it, and following him back was his biggest concession.

Murong Junsheng lowered his head, a little lost, Xiao Rufeng would not understand what he meant, Silence just still had no such plan, but soon he cheered up again, Xiao Rufeng had already been succeeded by him I have turned back to the palace, can the others be far behind?

What's more, he also prepared a big gift for Xiao Rufeng, but what Murong Junsheng didn't expect was that this big gift threw a bomb at him before he sent it out.

In a courtyard, a middle-aged man stood with his hands behind his back, and a man in black was kneeling behind him.

"Are you sure that the one who is following the emperor is the person in the painting." The middle-aged man looked at the portrait in his hand with disbelief in his eyes, and turned around to reveal a slightly surprised face. It was Xiao Hui.

"Yes, master, the lame man you asked your subordinates to get rid of that day is also this person." The man in black said respectfully.

Clenching his hands for a while, Xiao Hui kneaded the portrait in his hand into dough in an instant, and let out a low and strange laugh, "I never thought you were still alive, and wanted to destroy Feng'er's happiness."

An Yimo and Zixuan's party in Shandong disintegrated all his power in Shandong. Rumors spread in the palace and he cut off contact with his daughter, which made him believe that her daughter was in a dire situation. I felt a sense of crisis like never before.

When the boat is broken, success or failure is only in the blink of an eye.Success, he took his family to avoid the edge temporarily, in order to wait for a comeback; failure, his life's hard work was destroyed once, and it was difficult to turn around.

In Chaofeng Palace, Xiao Rufeng was leaning on the bed, his eyes were dull, his expression was sluggish, and his makeup was no longer as delicate as before.

"Mother, Ying Er begs you, just have another bite!" Standing in front of the bed, Ying Er begged in a low voice with a bowl of porridge in her hand.

Since the emperor left that day, her mother-in-law was as if she had lost her soul. She kept silent, and her food was even poorer. She was always persuaded by him to take a few bites. Looking out of the window, Yinger knew that her mother was looking forward to the emperor's arrival.

But how is this possible?The emperor is ruthless, since the love is gone, how can he change his mind?

In just one month, she was so haggard, Yinger was really worried about Xiao Rufeng's body, she hoped that she would get over it soon, and even more hoped that her master would rescue her from this cage as soon as possible.

In the imperial study room, Murong Junsheng held the pen in his hand, inadvertently caught sight of Xiao Rufeng who was seriously grinding for him from the corner of his eye, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

"Take a break when you're tired!" Murong Junsheng's smile remained undiminished, and his voice was full of thoughtful care.

"My subordinates are not tired!" Xiao Rufeng shook his head, his expression slightly helpless, how long has it been, how can he be so delicate, he would feel tired even after grinding ink for a few minutes.

Murong Junsheng smiled lightly and remained silent, lowering his head and focusing on political affairs.

Murong Junsheng lowered his head and hooked his lips, and his hand kept writing. Xiao Rufeng also lowered his head, studying the ink carefully, with a gentle expression, and the noon sun shone down, reflecting a beautiful picture.

"Guess who I am!" Seeing Lu Zixuan standing with a knife, An Yimo sneaked around behind him, and said in a hoarse voice.

"An Yimo, you are all boring!" Lu Zixuan's mouth slightly raised as he let the person behind him cover his eyes.

In fact, when An Yimo just approached, he had already noticed it, but he didn't want to break his childlike nature.

"It's boring!" An Yimo let go of Lu Zixuan's eyes, pursed his mouth, drooped his head, and muttered in a low voice.

"Why did you come into the palace?" Lu Zixuan waved the guards to retreat, and turned to An Yimo with a helpless expression and a puzzled voice.

"I'm bored. Except for Rufeng, you are the most familiar person in the entire capital. Rufeng must have no time to accompany me, so I can only come to you. Who knew that you entered the palace, and then I came too "Speaking of this, An Yimo was furious in his heart. Murong Junsheng transferred him to Beijing. Apart from letting him go to Shandong, he didn't even arrange a serious position for him. There was nothing wrong with him. I'm going to panic when I'm idle.

And Xiao Rufeng, to put it bluntly, he didn't go to Shandong, why did he feel that the world was turned upside down when he came back, Murong Junsheng actually went to Uncle Zhong's house to live in a stalker, Xiao Rufeng's attitude made him feel uncomfortable This illusion of wanting to get back together with Murong Junsheng, has he forgotten how the emperor treated him back then?Has he forgotten those days of wandering?Had he forgotten those agonizing pains?

"Then after I finish arranging the defense of the guards in the palace tonight, I will go out with you and eat your favorite pork bun." Lu Zixuan smiled lightly, his eyes full of pampering.

His greatest joy in his spare time now is to accompany An Yimo, accompany him to the places he wants to go, and accompany him to eat the delicacies he wants to eat.

"Isn't the defense the same every day, and you still need to explain it in person, Commander Lu." An Yimo showed some doubts in his eyes, and couldn't help asking, "I didn't see you in person when I was on duty. !"

"Your Majesty has just returned to the palace today. I don't know why I felt a little uneasy, so I specially adjusted the defense and transferred some guards to strengthen the protection of the Emperor." Lu Zixuan explained in a low voice, and then said: "You wait for me Come on, I'll be fine right away."

Perhaps Lu Zixuan's premonition was not wrong, but he aimed in the wrong direction and shifted all his focus to the emperor, but ignored the side details.

When Lu Zixuan finished all arrangements and left the palace with An Yimo, it was already sunset.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the two of them shoulder to shoulder, and the shadow behind them was printed on the elders stretched on the ground, forming a close-fitting posture, everything looked so beautiful.

"Your Majesty, the sweet soup served by the imperial dining room!" Xiao Rufeng said warmly, holding a bowl of sweet soup on the table.

"Drink it!" Murong Junsheng frowned deeply, thinking about something while lowering his head.

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Rufeng frowned, and his voice was slightly higher-pitched. The emperor had dealt with the political affairs of the day, and he didn't eat anything for lunch, and the dinner was withdrawn again. .

Xiao Rufeng's tone changed obviously, making Murong Junsheng raise his head slightly, Xiao Rufeng's obviously displeased face made Murong Junsheng pause slightly, glanced at the sweet soup on the table, and secretly blamed himself, it was obviously him Jia Rufeng cared in a disguised form, and he almost failed to live up to his wishes.

Picking up the sweet soup, Murong Junsheng put aside the troubles of political affairs for a while, savored it carefully, with a trace of sweetness in his heart.

Seeing Murong Junsheng savoring it carefully, Xiao Rufeng's face softened a little, no matter how busy he is with political affairs, he has to take care of his body.

"Rufeng, I can't drink anymore, drink it for me!" In front of Xiao Rufeng, Murong Junsheng never wanted to be an emperor, and used my name in private, trying to get closer to Xiao Rufeng.

Glancing at the half-bowl of sweet soup left, Xiao Rufeng's eyelids twitched, deeply aware that the emperor was intentional, seeing the hopeful look in the emperor's eyes, but he couldn't say no to refuse, in the end he could only accept it, Spoon by spoonful into your mouth.

tasty!At this time, Xiao Rufeng experienced it personally when he entered the entrance, and then saw the emperor's child-like smile, his heart skipped a beat.

A bowl of sweet soup, a thoughtfulness, unexpectedly approached the distance between each other quietly.

Night began to fall, and the imperial city shrouded in darkness, a gust of wind blew up, hiding bursts of murderous intent.