Reborn as a King in the Hand

Xia Chaosheng didn't know anything about the court affairs, he held the hand stove and waited until he fell asleep, seeing that Mr. Hei Qi didn't come back, he just curled up under the quilt and closed his eyes in a daze.

While sleeping, Xia Chaosheng returned to his previous life.

At that time, he had just married into the East Palace and received countless congratulatory gifts, but only one of them made him look sideways.

Mu Rugui sent Hongwu to send an ordinary sachet with a few dried peach blossoms hidden in it.

There are many peach trees in the garden of the Hou Mansion.

Spring peaches in April, winter plums in February, whatever Mrs. Pei likes, Zhen Guohou will plant them in the garden.

When Xia Chaosheng was young, he loved peach trees very much. Whenever the flowers bloomed in spring, he would linger under the tree for a long time.

The peach tree in Zhen Guogong's mansion is different from other places. It is as white as snow and spotless. It is a tree species that Zhen Guohou brought back from the nineteen counties of Jingye.

And in the sachet that Mu Rugui sent, it contained peach blossoms from the Hou Mansion.

An inexplicable emotion flashed through Xia Chaosheng's heart. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Mu Ruqi's voice came from behind him: "What are you looking at?"

He coughed lowly, put the sachet into the sleeve, and turned back with a smile, "Have you been drinking?"

A hint of drunkenness shrouded Mu Ruqi's face.

He hummed lightly indifferently: "It's a wedding night in the bridal chamber, how could I not drink?"

Bridal chamber candles...bridal chamber candles...

Xia Chaosheng's heart was beating uncontrollably, he watched Mu Ruqi being helped to change clothes with affection, and then poured the quilt wine with his own hands.

His feelings are simple and passionate.

He didn't care about Mu Ruji's identity at all, he only cared about Mu Ruji.

The door opened, and the cool night breeze came in.

Xia Chaosheng turned his head happily, but what he saw was not Mu Ruqi, but a pair of eyes very similar to his.

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Xia Chaosheng opened his eyes with hatred.

Behind the screen beside the couch, two figures were vaguely reflected.

Hong Wu asked softly, "Why did you come back?"

It was Hei Qi who answered him: "I waited for the Marquis in front of the palace gate for a while, and only after I got the news did I dare to come back and tell the little Marquis."

Xia Chaosheng heard the words, and gradually withdrew from the dream.

He lifted the quilt and stood up with effort: "How?"

There was a sudden silence behind the screen, and after a while, Hei Qi replied with a smile: "Fortunately, I am not disgraceful."

He slumped back to the couch and let out a long sigh of relief.

But Hei Qi muttered in a strange tone again: "Just one more thing..."

Xia Chaosheng raised his heart after finally letting go: "What's the matter?"

"The Marquis has asked His Majesty for grace, and His Majesty has granted you permission to return to Taixue... to continue to be the Prince's companion."

Xia Chaosheng, who was lying on the bed, was stunned for a while, and slowly guessed the ins and outs of the matter.

When Hei Qi stopped his father, his father must have already arrived at the imperial city and had no choice but to go to court.

In court, those who are interested will definitely mention His Majesty's gift of marriage, but in order to divert King Liang's attention, his father can only move the topic aside.

It's just that Xia Chaosheng never expected that his father would send him back to Taixue.

Let the prince accompany the prince to read.

Xia Chaosheng couldn't help but think: It's better to be the prince's companion to read than Lao Shizi's concubine.

He doesn't want to marry into the East Palace anymore.

Barely escaping the catastrophe, Xia Chaosheng became excited, and even decided to go to the Hou's mansion to wait for his father to come home after drinking the medicine.

Xia Hua and Qiu Chan naturally refused, but they couldn't stop Xia Chaosheng.

Hei Qi hurried back to report the news, at this time watching the excitement was no big deal, squatting beside Xia Chaosheng, holding his face and smiling: "Little Hou Ye, the lord has brought you a gift in the morning."

Xia Chaosheng covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed a few times, and asked hoarsely, "What gift?"

"Young Master, you can tell at a glance." Hei Qi made a fool of himself.

Xia Chaosheng smiled, already had a vague answer in his heart.

After he fell off the wall, his consciousness was not so clear that he didn't even see Mu Rugui's face clearly, but he vaguely remembered that he stuffed the Ye Mingzhu from the coffin into Mu Rugui's palm.

What he wanted was actually not Ye Mingzhu, but the people who came with Ye Mingzhu.

"Young Lord, why are you running outside again?" Qiu Chan stood on tiptoe and tied Xia Chaosheng's cloak, complaining, while staring at the uninvited guest in the house with hatred.

She felt that the servants beside the Ninth Prince were luring the young master to run away.

Xia Hua already knew that Xia Chaosheng was willing to marry into the palace, and her attitude was not as resistant as Qiu Chan's.She just stuffed the hand stove into Xia Zhaosheng's hand seriously, and repeatedly checked his whole body to see if there was anything wrong.

They were all cautious like this, naturally there was nothing wrong with it, but when Zhen Guohou saw Xia Chaosheng who was standing in front of the gate of the Hou's mansion and was blown tottering by the wind, he roared angrily and rushed towards his son: "What did you say for the father?" ? You... You, you, you are not allowed to leave the house!"

Xia Chaosheng, who directed Hong Wu to open the box Mu Rugui sent, took a sharp sideways step to avoid being covered from head to toe by Xia Rongshan with a furry cloak.

"Father, look, this is a gift from Uncle Jiu." He wanted to improve Mu Rugui's image in Xia Rongshan's heart, but as soon as he said the words, his father slapped him on the forehead.

Xia Rongshan was furious: "Since His Majesty has given you a marriage, that is your future husband. How can you call him Jiushu, wrong generation?"

Xia Chaosheng was used to Mu Rugui's "Ninth Uncle" in his previous life, and now he doesn't want to change his words. He covered his forehead and hid aside, humming softly, "He's not angry, why are you angry?"

Xia Chaosheng murmured that Xia Rongshan didn't hear clearly and didn't think too much about it. He just thought that he was familiar with the prince when he was in Taixue, so he also called Mu Rugui like the prince.

Xia Rongshan is worried, is Xia Chaosheng willing to marry?

If you say yes, who was the one who knelt down and fainted in front of the Golden Luan Hall?

If you say you don't want to, let Hei Qi come to stop him today, who is afraid that he will resist the marriage in the court?

"Father, look quickly, Ye Mingzhu." Xia Chaosheng didn't know that his father had a conflict between heaven and man, so he held a hand stove and smiled at the shining pearls in the box.

Xia Rongshan came back to his senses, regardless of whether Xia Chaoshengle was willing to marry into the palace, his face fell when he thought of Mu Rugui: "Oh, flashy!"

Xia Chaosheng: "?"

Xia Chaosheng quickly signaled Hong Wu to open the box behind with his eyes.

The second box contained countless exquisite small boxes, and Hong Wu opened them one by one. Inside were well-preserved ginseng and deer antler and other supplements.

Xia Rongshan looked at him coldly and sneered, "In hindsight."

Xia Chaosheng: "..."

Xia Chaosheng could tell that his father had a problem with Mu Rugui, not the things Mu Rugui sent.

He sighed, and asked Hong Wu to carry the box back to the Hou's Mansion: "Father, why did you tell Your Majesty that I want to go back to Taixue?"

Xia Rongshan was about to talk about this with Xia Chaosheng, when he saw him bring it up, he immediately asked, "Why did you let Hei Qi pass the message?"

"Hei Qi is better than Xia Hua." Xia Zhaosheng's eyes were bent, "And if father sees Xia Hua, no matter what I say, he won't listen to him, and Xia Hua doesn't dare to persuade him."

Xia Rongshan was at a loss for words for a while, wanted to refute, but knew he was telling the truth, so he had to explain reluctantly: "At that time, the imperial guard had already arrived in front of the gate of the imperial city, and His Majesty also sent a soft sedan chair. towards."

Now that he has gone to court, he must find a reason to block King Liang's words.

"I've thought about it for my father." Xia Rongshan patted Xia Chaosheng on the shoulder, and walked back to the Hou Mansion together with him, "Your Majesty doesn't believe any other reasons. It's better to say that you want to go back to Taixue."

Zhen Guohou expected well.After going down to court, King Liang lost his temper again.

Chang Zhong knelt on the ground and picked up the scattered memorials one by one.

"He actually...he begged me to let his son go back to Taixue?!" Liang Wang covered his head, and started to have a headache again.

Chang Zhong quickly picked out a pill from the wooden box and handed it to King Liang's mouth.

Liang Wang reluctantly swallowed, and sat weakly in front of the dragon case: "It's really... really presumptuous!"

Chang Zhong knew that Liang Wang was just annoyed at not grasping the reason and belittling Zhen Guohou, so he didn't make a sound, and waited until everything that could be smashed on the dragon case was smashed to the ground, then he knelt down holding the teacup.

Liang Wang took the elixir, and his mind gradually cleared up: "Chang Zhong, tell me, has Xia Rongshan already taken precautions against me?"

Chang Zhong hesitated for a moment, but did not speak.

"Huh?" King Liang frowned and lowered his eyes, "Do you have something to say?"

Chang Zhong pondered for a moment, then said cautiously: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have nothing to say, I just remembered an old incident."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

"Well, it's just a servant's family affair, which polluted His Majesty's ears for nothing." Chang Zhong opened his mouth tentatively, seeing that King Liang didn't show any dissatisfaction, he immediately continued, "In the early years, when the slave just entered the palace, the family And a younger sister."

King Liang nodded: "That's right, I hadn't ascended the throne at that time, so I heard you say it...why didn't you mention it in recent years?"

Chang Zhong smiled wryly: "Your Majesty has a good memory... The slaves haven't mentioned her all these years because she went there a few years ago."

He took a breath and continued: "I don't know if Your Majesty still remembers that the slave used to bring money home?"

"Of course I remember."

"The slave's younger sister asked the slave to take them back." Chang Zhong recalled, "The slave's younger sister married a poor scholar. In the early years, she always asked the slave for money in exchange for the four treasures of the study. With the help of the slave, the young couple lived well. That’s right, but it’s a pity that the good times don’t last long, poor scholars don’t live long, and after a year of good times, they die.”

"The slave's younger sister has never asked the slave for money since then. The slave was worried about her, so I went out of the palace to have a look... It turned out that she was sick from love, and she would not live long."

"The servant felt sorry for my sister, and took out all the money I had saved, but my sister said, "The scholar has gone, so what does she want money for?"

After Chang Zhong finished speaking, he knelt on the ground silently.

Liang Wang bent his fingers and tapped on the dragon case thoughtfully: "You mean, Xia Rongshan's precious son is dying, and he has no energy to take care of my marriage, so he might as well settle for the second best, and go to him while he is still alive." How many times does Taixue look at the prince?"

"I dare not say anything to curse the young master!" Chang Zhong said hastily, "I just feel that... the dying person wants nothing more than a little obsession, just like the slave's younger sister who doesn't care at all before she dies." silver."

"I understand what you mean." Liang Wang waved his hand impatiently, "Go, call back the imperial physician I sent to the Hou's Mansion. I will not be at ease until I hear him say that Xia Zhaosheng is dying."

Chang Zhong retreated in response.

On the other side, Xia Chaosheng took advantage of his father's unpreparedness and stopped Hong Wu.

"Young Master." Hong Wu saluted him politely.

"One is missing." Xia Chaosheng pointed to the box containing the night pearl, and said with a smile, "Take a message to the Ninth Prince for me, and just say...the pearl is expensive, and please return it with your own hands."

Hong Wu was taken aback: "Why is there one missing?"

There was a whole box of night pearls, the young master only took a look at it, why did he say that one was missing?

"You tell the prince, he will understand." Xia Chaosheng blinked slyly.

Hong Wu had no choice but to agree, and then said after a while: "I don't know where the young master wants to meet the prince?"

This is a difficult problem.

Xia Chaosheng thought anxiously: His father would not allow him to leave the mansion, so he could only let Mu Ru return to the Hou's mansion to see him.

But if he handed over the greeting card, his father's eyes could not escape his every move.

Rather than...

Xia Zhaosheng's eyes lit up, and the gloom between his brows was swept away, like melting ice and snow, and his smile was like a spring breeze: "I'll wait for him under the plum tree."

As soon as these words came out, even Hong Wu's expression was a little embarrassed.

Little Hou Ye is asking their princes to climb over the wall of the Hou Mansion.