The system is forcing me to heal the cannon fodder male supporting role again

Lu Ji folded his arms and thought leisurely: Yes, I haven't seen it, but you always killed the original owner and killed the nephew and took over the glorious deeds of the emperor's family. He can't pretend not to know.

Mu Heng waved his hand suddenly, and the followers retreated obediently, and he moved closer.

Lu Ji raised his eyebrows, and let Yue Qingbo and Ah Wu back, and went up to meet him.

The two stood still, and Mu Heng leaned forward slightly.

"Yesterday, the prince beat the second prince?"

Lu Ji grinned: "President Mu is well informed."

Mu Heng lowered his eyelids and turned the string of emerald beads: "If the prince is angry with the second prince for a while, it's better not to say anything about forgetting the past. Such words... can't be said easily."

If his gaze had any substance, it fell on his body to hide his coercion.

Lu Ji was not afraid at all, instead he sighed pretendingly and looked up at the sky with his hands behind his back.

"No matter what, this king can't be the master. This brain doesn't obey. What can I do? Mu Xiang is resourceful, or you can think of a way to let this king think about it. What exactly did you forget? ?”

Mu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at Lu Ji for a long time, and suddenly glanced at Yue Qingbo: "My lord knows that she is the one I want, so he took her away."

Lu Ji said confidently, "That's right."

"The prince did something to the second prince because of Shen Zhiwei?"

Lu Ji was stunned for a moment, but still said: "That's right."

Mu Heng sneered: "Did the lord really forget, or..." He suddenly approached, "Do you want to go back on your word?"

"Mu Xiang."

Lu Ji suddenly turned his head, only to see a person walking towards him idly shaking his folding fan.

"It turns out that Mu Xiang is here. Father asked about you just now, but why did Mu Xiang delay here?"

This person was dressed in a black brocade robe, embroidered with golden dragons soaring through the clouds, very luxurious, but the folding fan in his hand was very ordinary, and the fan was even more empty, it was just a piece of white paper.

Only the royal family can wear golden dragon clothes. This person is so young, he is not the emperor, Dayong only has two princes now, if he is not Ji Rongyu, he can only be the eldest prince, Ji Rongheng.

Sure enough, the visitor put away the folding fan and said in amazement: "Isn't this brother King Jing? Why don't you come to the palace today when you have time, and don't say anything to me, brother."

Lu Ji cupped his hands and smiled. He is a king with a different surname, so he is not a decent dragon descendant. Ji Rongheng is willing to be called a brother, so he naturally wants to accept this favor.

"I just came out of the Empress Dowager's Palace and was going to visit Brother Wang."

"Your Highness is going to the Great Emperor's Palace, you should go east, why go north." Mu Heng swept the two of them coldly, and stayed on Ji Rongheng for a long time.

Ji Rongheng knocked on Lu Ji's shoulder with his folding fan: "Exactly, you haven't come for a long time, you even forgot where my brother and I live, you should be punished, you must be punished, come back to the palace with me now, and have a good drink."

He smiled slightly at Mu Heng again: "Father is still waiting for Mu Xiang, so don't miss the hour."

Lu Ji laughed dryly: "Mr. Mu, take your leave."

Mu Heng's voice sounded like cold water: "Your Highness, go slowly, I won't see you off."

After following Ji Rongheng to a garden, even Mu Heng was nowhere to be seen, Lu Ji breathed a sigh of relief and wiped off his sweat.

Even if he had expected this moment, he still couldn't help but feel lingering fear.

That's all for Ji Rongyu, but Mu Heng is ruthless and suspicious. He just said he lost his memory, of course he wouldn't believe it.

If it wasn't for Ji Rongheng's sudden rescue, he really didn't know how to deal with it, but this matter definitely wouldn't just be settled like this.

Ji Rongheng looked at him indistinctly, and Lu Ji cupped his hands: "Thank you, First Prince."

Ji Rongheng unfolded the blank folding fan again: "Thank me for what, but if I remember correctly, brother, you and Mu Xiang have a close relationship?"

Lu Ji smiled wryly, and only sighed that it was really hard to get on a thief ship. Now the prime minister doesn't believe him, but even the eldest prince might not believe him.

He cupped his hands casually: "Don't dare, the prince picked up by Lu Jibai, how can he climb the high branch of the prime minister? I want to climb, but I have to win the favor of Mu Xiang, right?"

Ji Rongheng looked at him cautiously for a long while: "I heard that Brother Wang had a fall recently and forgot many things, I have never believed it."

Lu Ji thought it was so, but saw Ji Rongheng smiled, and tapped his shoulder with the folding fan: "Now, I believe it ninety-nine percent."

"Why?" Lu Ji was stunned.

Ji Rongheng paused for a while before saying: "You may have forgotten... In the past, because of my second brother, you were not willing to even say a word to my eyes."

Lu Ji was speechless, and it was because of the second prince, what kind of person was the original Lu Ji?

"Although I didn't get along with you very much in the past, I also know that you are a person who doesn't like to hide, because every time you see me, you can't wait to write the word hate on your face." Ji Rongheng smiled bitterly, "let alone with my brother commensurate."

Lu Ji also smiled wryly: "I hope Brother Wang will forgive me, I really forgot all about it, but I don't know why?"

Ji Rongheng hesitated for a moment, as if about to speak, he glanced behind him suddenly, Lu Ji turned his head, and saw Yue Qingbo in the lake blue dress looking out at the garden arch.

Ji Rongheng looked at it for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "Which girl is this, but she has a very good relationship with Brother Wang, and she looks worried, as if she is afraid that I will eat you."

Lu Ji rubbed his nose, revealed Yue Qingbo's identity, and incidentally mentioned that Mu Xiang wanted to take her into the mansion.

Ji Rongheng shook his fan: "This is really strange, I have never heard that Mu Heng is a beautiful person in the past."

Lu Ji is also strange, especially in his opinion, Yue Qingbo is only fifteen or sixteen years old, although he could have been a child's mother in ancient times, but perhaps because he was raised in the countryside since he was a child, Yue Qingbo treats people differently Such innocence, undefended like a child.

"Let's stop here today," Ji Rongheng looked at him helplessly, "The people in your house are sincere to you, I'll keep you for a while, I'm afraid they will rush in."

Sure enough, not only Yue Qingbo, but also Ah Wu began to poke his head, Lu Ji touched his nose, and then he came out to accuse him, before he left, he suddenly thought of something, turned back and said to Ji Rongheng: "Young brother has just recovered from a serious illness, staying in the mansion is exhausting." Lazy, if Brother Wang is free, I can come to the mansion to talk about it some other day."

Ji Rongheng's eyes flickered, he waved his folding fan again, and responded with a smile.

Lu Ji left the palace and got into the sedan chair again. In the small enclosed space, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"System?" No one answered, so he called again, "103?"

It took a long time for the system to appear, as if very tired: "Host, I am here."

Lu Ji wondered, "It's only been a long time, what's wrong with you?"

It was as if the body had been hollowed out.

The system paused: "I just received a message from the headquarters that some uncontrollable factors seem to be involved in this world, and I'm not too sure about the consequences."

"Huh?" Lu Ji frowned in disbelief, "You didn't create this world? Why are there things you can't control?"

The system was silent for a longer time this time, and said vaguely: "We didn't create this world. We investigated this thing for a long time, but we didn't find it. In fact, all we know is only the plot in the book, and it's no different than the host's story." You know a lot."

Lu Ji always felt that this system was weird, as if it was hiding something.

But he was pretty sure he couldn't ask.

He rubbed his forehead: "Forget it, is it written in the book why the original owner had a quarrel with the eldest prince?"

The system immediately came alive: "Host, I know this."

Lu Ji nodded while listening, and suddenly realized.

Concubine Mu Xuan is the daughter of the former Minister of the Ministry of Officials and the younger sister of Mu Heng, the right minister. She entered the palace earlier than Empress Xiaowen, but she has never had a child.Empress Xiaowen entered the palace as a concubine, and later became the middle palace, enjoying the exclusive favor, and soon gave birth to the eldest son Ji Rongheng.

Before Ji Rongyu was seven years old, she was almost a prince who no one cared about, and her life was not as good as that of a prince with a different surname.Concubine De often angered him for not being smart enough to please the emperor, beating and scolding him frequently, kneeling and starving are trivial matters, what's more, let him do the stupid thing of lying on the ice begging for carp in winter, only wishing to win the emperor's favor by this Two attention.

If it wasn't for Chunli who often brought Lu Ji into the palace and let Ji Rongyu and Lu Ji get acquainted, at the age of enlightenment, Ji Rongyu might not even have the chance to enter the imperial school.

At that time, all the emperor's attention was on Xiaowen and Ji Rongheng. For this reason, he left the palace in the cold and even wanted to make Ji Rongheng the reserve. blocked back.

If Xiaowen hadn't died when Ji Rongyu was seven years old, if Mu Heng hadn't been Mu Xiang two years later, and concubine De hadn't been favored again, Ji Rongyuxu would still be the prince who almost froze to death on the frozen Yu River.

The original owner was Ji Rongyu's friend when he was young, Ji Rongyu's companion when he was young, and Ji Rongyu's lover after he was crowned.

So, if he still doesn't hate Ji Rongheng, then the sun will come out from the west.

Lu Ji smacked in his heart, imagining the scene when Lu Ji met Ji Rongheng in the past, and comparing it with himself today, isn't it a world of ice and fire?

But even so, would Mu Heng really believe him?

Lu Ji was having a headache, Ah Wu outside had already called him to get off the sedan chair, and Lin Bo rushed out to greet him, remembering that he almost fell off his horse, and told him to go see the doctor as soon as he got off the sedan chair.

Lu Ji was physically and mentally exhausted, so he stepped on the ground in the courtyard of the real scene palace, and wanted to go straight back to the bedroom. He took a step, but suddenly stopped.

Lin Bo was in a hurry, seeing that he was not moving, he hurriedly asked: "My lord, what are you looking at?"

Lu Ji stared at the flopping green ducks under the water corridor of the palace: "Uncle Lin, look at the one with the white hair on its neck, is it injured?"

A green duck let out a long chirp, and flapped its wings on the head of another duck with white feathers on its neck. The white duck seemed to be injured, one side of its wings didn't move, and it was passively beaten.

Lu Ji sighed: "I don't know when it will recover."

Lin Bo looked blank: "It seems that the old slave will let someone come and see it later." His face was condensed, "My lord, don't be an old slave, you still have to go and see the doctor."

With his hands behind his back, Lu Ji looked at the gazebo again, slightly sad: "Look at that pigeon, isn't it weak?"

A white pigeon squatted on the cornice, as if it had injured its ankle, and stood for a long time without getting up.

"I don't know how long it will take to stand up."

Lin Bo stretched his neck on tiptoe, only to see: "It seems to be..." He immediately regained consciousness, blowing his beard, "My lord, you have to go see the doctor!"

Lu Ji looked down at a limp cricket in the grass again: "Look at this cricket..."

"My lord!" Lin Bo shook his beard with a panicked expression, fearing that he thought he was stupid again.

Lu Ji let out a long sigh, and was about to give up, when Yue Qingbo who was beside him suddenly blinked: "Uncle Lin, I guess brother wants to ask..."

"That injured beauty brother, is he alright now?"