Zhuo Ying spoke resolutely when facing Xiao Anzi, but after he had dealt with the affairs at hand and Ying Ba left, he was still worried about Xing Chenmu's health, and he couldn't even take care of lunch, so he hurried to Chengyang Hall go.

It has been more than half an hour since Xiao Anzi came to Mingying Palace to invite people. The eunuchs and maids serving in Chengyang Palace stood in a row. I don't know if it was because Zhuo Ying deliberately mentioned that Gongsun Jing was also there at this time, but Xing Chenmu didn't let it go. Anyone who feeds, gets up and sits at the table to eat.

Among the two arrow wounds on Xing Chenmu's back, one happened to be close to his right shoulder, which made it inconvenient for him to move his right hand. He was using his left hand at this time. Waiting for the serving eunuch to hold the dishes in front of him, he then Take the soup spoon and slowly put the food into your mouth.

Zhuo Ying entered the hall, and several court ladies and eunuchs who were waiting at the side immediately saluted: "Lord Zhuo."

Even Xing Chenmu put down his spoon and looked at him eagerly.

That look made Zhuo Ying almost think that she had done something great and made the Holy One sad.

When Zhuo Ying came to him, Xing Chenmu asked, "Has Ah Ying eaten?"

"It's not ready yet, the Holy Majesty didn't dare to be negligent when he summoned his subordinates." Zhuo Ying had no expression on her face, she just naturally reached out to take the silver chopsticks from the eunuch serving food, "I'll do it."

Without Xing Chenmu's order, the eunuch didn't know whether to hand it to him, and hesitated for a while but didn't let go.

Seeing this, Xing Chenmu quickly said to the others: "There is no need to wait, you all go down first."

"Slave/servant retires."

Everyone responded, and before they had time to leave, they heard Xing Chenmu say: "Gongsun Shanggong stay here first."

"Yes." Gongsun Jing paused, lowered her head, and stood aside, waiting for Xing Chenmu's order.

But Xing Chenmu was looking at Zhuo Ying intently at this time. After a long while, he raised his right hand, as if he wanted to grab Zhuo Ying's hand, but just as he moved, he made a "hiss" sound because of touching the wound.

Zhuo Ying originally lowered his head to serve him, but when he heard the noise, he immediately raised his eyes and stared at him: "What's the matter, Your Majesty?"

"Don't move, don't move, don't be angry." Xing Chenmu is really afraid of Zhuo Ying now, although he knows that Zhuo Ying can't do anything excessive even if he gets angry again, but what he wants is far more than that.

According to his original plan, the two of them should get closer after communicating with each other. Perhaps due to Zhuo Ying's shyness and incompatibility, the progress will be a little slower, but at least it is not the way it is now. More restrained and alienated.

While not satisfied with the status quo, Xing Chenmu has to admit that his A Ying, even staring at others, has a special flair. This kind of domineering side that is different from any other in the past, seems to be like a small claw. , tickling him unbearably.

After a long while, Xing Chenmu coughed and said to Gongsun Jing who was waiting beside him: "This time, Gongsun Shanggong helped put down the chaos. Zhen, I promised you at the beginning, I will grant you a wish after everything is done, now you can tell me, what reward do you want."

After Xing Chenmu finished speaking, he went to look at Zhuo Ying, but Zhuo Ying didn't look at him, and fed the fish that had been thorned out to his mouth with lowered eyes: "The food is getting cold, the Holy Majesty, let's eat first."

Gongsun Jing was originally talented and intelligent. After watching for a while, she saw something unusual in the two people's conversation, and her heart suddenly felt like five thunderbolts, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

It wasn't until Xing Chenmu asked her that she managed to regain her senses, and carefully said what she had planned for a long time: "Your Majesty, I just want to stay in the palace for the rest of your life to serve His Majesty, and hope His Majesty will be fulfilled."

As soon as these words came out, Zhuo Ying only raised his eyebrows, but Xing Chenmu almost choked, and he took a sip of the soup that Zhuo Ying fed before he calmed down, and said with a cold face, "Why is this Gongsun Shanggong? Where are you from?" Famous family, after staying in the palace for five years, leaving the palace will be in the prime of life, I think I will be able to make a good family, why bother to waste my life in this deep palace."

Seeing Xing Chenmu's expression, Gongsun Jing knew that what she said was not at the right time, but since she had blurted out her words and couldn't take them back, she had to speak in as much detail as possible, so as not to misunderstand the Master Zhuo in front of her.

It turned out that although Gongsun Jing was surnamed Gongsun, he was only a child of the collateral line of the Gongsun family, and there were several generations between Gongsun Shangde and Gongsun Shangde. A year ago, Gongsun Shangde took his only son back to his hometown to worship his ancestors. Gongsun Jing, attracted by her beauty, asked Gongsun Shangde to take her as a concubine when she returned home.

Although the blood relationship between the two is not deep, they are from the same family, and they are still cousins. Naturally, Gongsun Shangde couldn't agree, so Gongsun Gongzi quarreled at home every day, and Mrs. Gongsun nodded in agreement. Gongsun Shangde Really helpless, he simply sent her to the palace, thinking that if he could help some Gongsun's family in the future, it would kill two birds with one stone.

Gongsun Jing was afraid that if she really left the palace in five years, if Gongsun Gongzi still hadn't given up on her, to the other party, she would just accept a concubine. Once the novelty was over, she could find someone else, but for her Words are the pain of a lifetime.

She knew that the Holy Majesty had no affection for her, that's why she was willing to live in the palace for a long time, even if she did some maid's work, so that she could go to Gongsun's mansion to serve that philandering young master.

Xing Chenmu didn't expect that there was such a thing in it, so he thought for a moment after listening to it, and asked: "Then if I will find a good marriage for you in the future and give you a marriage, would you be willing?"

"What is the explanation for the good marriage that the Holy Master said?" Gongsun Jing smiled self-deprecatingly, "Since ancient times, Ran Ying, women have not had any right to choose in marriage. The so-called good marriage is nothing more than the words of the matchmaker. We are a wealthy family, as for whether the two of us will love each other in the future, we can only resign ourselves to fate."

Now Ran Ying's marriage ceremony is indeed so, and Xing Chenmu can't refute it for a while.

Gongsun Jing said again: "I think His Majesty and Lord Zhuo must be able to understand what I think. If it is not for the person I am attracted to, it is better to spend my whole life with others than to die alone. At least I will be clean."

Xing Chenmu can naturally understand such thoughts, he also thought that if he could not marry Zhuo Ying in this life, he would rather not marry for the rest of his life than accept others into the harem.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "I grant your wish for now, if you really meet someone you like in the future, you can tell me about it."

"Thank you, Majesty, for fulfilling the task." Gongsun Jing knelt down and thanked her.

Thinking that Zhuo Ying should understand that he has nothing to do with Gongsun Jing, Xing Chenmu said: "Well, if you have nothing to do, go down and rest first."

"Yes, the subordinate retire."

Gongsun Jing backed away and retreated, before she could go out in the future, Xing Chenmu said impatiently: "Look, Ah Ying, there is nothing between me and Gongsun Shanggong."

"My subordinates didn't say anything about the relationship between the Holy Majesty and Gongsun Shanggong." Zhuo Ying's voice was still calm.

"Na Nineteen must have talked too much with you. I just asked Gongsun Shanggong for a little help..."

Gongsun Jing withdrew to the outside of the hall, and closed the door intimately. Everything the two of them said behind was blocked by the door.

Nineteen, she squinted her eyes, and a dark shadow flashed in her mind...

# # #

At this moment in the hall, Xing Chenmu was still tirelessly explaining: "Aying can't frame me."

Zhuo Ying was annoyed, and asked: "When did this subordinate frame the Holy One?"

"You don't even want to come to eat with me!" Xing Chenmu said in a tone that you can't lie to me.

"The subordinates do have something to do."

Obviously the face was still the same, and the expression didn't change much, but Zhuo Ying somehow felt that after returning to the palace this time, the Holy Majesty seemed to be much more childish than before, and he looked a little like when he was hot before, so he really didn't know what to do. how to respond.

Thinking about it, Zhuo Ying raised her hand and put it on Xing Chenmu's forehead, and didn't feel relieved until she confirmed that there was nothing wrong.

"I'm not sick." Xing Chenmu guessed what he was thinking, and finally recovered his usual tone, "I just want to get closer to you."

Zhuo Ying's ears turned red again in disbelief, and it took him a while to answer: "Your Majesty, let's eat."

"I come by myself, don't patronize me, it's already this hour, let's sit down and use it together."

Zhuo Ying had been on the road for half a month before, and was worried about Xing Chenmu, who had almost no appetite. After returning to the palace, he was busy all the time and didn't care about eating. He was really hungry at this time, so he didn't refuse. Seeing that Xing Chenmu could use his left hand He ate by himself, so he sat down to eat as he said, but he still kept paying attention to Xing Chenmu's side, seeing that the dishes in front of him were running low, so he changed his chopsticks to serve him.

After doing this a few times, Xing Chenmu couldn't help but said: "I have sent away all the eunuchs serving meals, so does Ah Ying still want to see others like this?"

"What?" Zhuo Ying was counting which dishes he hadn't tasted yet, but he didn't react for a while.

"There is no one else here, so there is no need to go back and forth to change chopsticks."

Zhuo Ying was taken aback, and quickly said coldly: "My lord, this is the rule."

"That means there are many rules in this palace..." Xing Chenmu paused suddenly as he spoke, a very bold idea appeared in his mind.

Yes, there are many rules in the palace, and he doesn't want to force Zhuo Ying with his power. If they stay in the palace all the time, they don't know when they will be able to make progress. Why don't they take this opportunity to go out of the palace and take Zhuo Ying with him? Not to mention Ying's travels in this wonderful country, Zhuo Ying will no longer treat him as a high-ranking saint all the time, and experience the intimacy between ordinary lovers in the folk.

"What's wrong with the Holy Majesty? But you're not feeling well?" Seeing that Xing Chenmu stopped talking halfway through, Zhuo Ying got up nervously and approached.

"It's okay, I just thought of something."

Xing Chenmu was silently thinking about how to arrange this matter, while continuing to eat the dishes that Zhuo Ying had prepared for him, without saying any more.

After eating, Zhuo Ying helped Xing Chenmu back to rest on the bed, and when Xing Chenmu lay down again, Zhuo Ying discovered that the wound on his back started to ooze blood again, and his heart rose again in an instant.

Xing Chenmu noticed that his expression had changed, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhuo Ying didn't reply to his words, turned around and went out to look for the imperial physician.

When the imperial physician stopped the bleeding and bandaged Xing Chenmu again, Zhuo Ying kept his face dark all the time. It was not until the imperial physician explained what needs to be paid attention to and left Chengyang Hall that Zhuo Ying returned to the bed and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, take good care of your wounds. Get down and walk."

"I will definitely pay attention to it in the future, but this... This trip to the ground should be within the scope allowed by the imperial physician?" Xing Chenmu clearly remembered what the imperial physician said just now, "as little as possible to go to the field."

"Your Majesty heard it wrong." Zhuo Ying knelt down and looked at Xing Chenmu at the same level, and said clearly, "My Majesty, please rest in bed for the next few days, and my subordinates will watch over you."

The author has something to say: Your Majesty: Wronged QAQ

You all guessed it right... I feel like I am an old woman who worries about my children's marriage, and I want to give everyone a CP every day. . . .

So the hidden CP is Nineteen X Gongsun Jing_(:з」∠)_

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