Reborn as a King in the Hand

Xia Chaosheng didn't think there was anything wrong with what he said.

He followed Xia Rongshan back to the Hou Mansion and had lunch with Mrs. Pei.

Mrs. Pei held Xia Chaosheng's hand and looked at it for a while, she didn't care about his marriage at all, so she pressed the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief and kept asking how he was doing.

Xia Chaosheng endured a few coughs and said in a low voice, "It's much better."

"Mother doesn't believe it!" Mrs. Pei wept and touched his cheek, "How can it be better after losing so much weight?"

Zhen Guohou sat aside, humming dissatisfiedly: "Isn't it his own fault? His body is like this, and he still wants to go to the house to expose the tile..."

"You still say!" Mrs. Pei suddenly slapped the table and stood up.

Xia Chaosheng and Xia Rongshan were startled, and they couldn't help but sit down obediently.

"What son wants to do, you just let him do it!" Mrs. Pei put her waist on her back, angrily accusing Xia Rongshan, "I also listened to what he said to you when he played chess that day... Son Since you don't want to marry into the East Palace now, what if you want to get in touch with the Ninth Prince?"

"You... you still don't allow him to leave the house?"

"Is there such a father as you?"

Xia Rongshan was subdued by Mrs. Pei's words and lessons, and picked up the chopsticks listlessly: "Madam, calm down. Look, the food is cold, if you don't eat it, it will be too late."

Mrs. Pei was unmoved: "Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat. The baby didn't even use chopsticks. Why do you use chopsticks?"

Poor Xia Rongshan ate two buns indiscriminately early in the morning, and now he is so hungry that his chest sticks to his back, and he still has to be scolded by his wife.

Xia Chaosheng held his hands in his hands and sat aside, laughing.

He has been a lonely ghost for thirty years, and he can't remember every detail of being in the Hou's mansion. Now that he feels it again, he misses it very much.

Xia Rongshan was hungry, and he couldn't talk to Mrs. Pei, so he had to look at Xia Chaosheng for help.

Xia Chaosheng blinked, stuffed a piece of delicious pastry into his mouth, swallowed it slowly, and finally said, "Mother, let's eat."

Upon hearing this, Madam Pei immediately released her grip on Xia Rongshan's ears, and held up her chopsticks in relief: "Son, mother has stewed bird's nest for you, and I will leave after drinking it."

"Thank you mother." Xia Chaosheng nodded his head in thanks, and turned his eyes to his father.

Xia Rongshan's scalp tightened, and he quickly stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth.

"Father." Xia Chaosheng smiled even more, "I want to enjoy the plum blossoms in the yard."

"Appreciate the plum blossoms?" Xia Rongshan almost choked, and without thinking, he stared at him, "What are you rewarding... oh!"

Before Zhen Guohou finished speaking, Mrs. Pei grabbed his ears again.

Mrs. Pei refused to give in, rolled up her sleeves, and pulled Xia Rongshan towards her: "What's wrong with appreciating plum blossoms? The son didn't say he was going out, why didn't you agree?"

"Xia Rongshan, is there such a father as you!"

Xia Chaosheng smiled when he heard the words, and shrugged his shoulders at Xia Rongshan who was grinning.

Xia Rongshan got angry and changed his words angrily: "All right, all right, I'll let him admire the plum blossoms."

Satisfied, Mrs. Pei let go, sat back beside Xia Chaosheng, held his hand softly, as if she had changed into a different person, and shed tears sadly: "My son has really lost a lot of weight..."

"Mom, I'll gain weight if I eat more." Xia Chaosheng hurriedly stuffed pastries into his mouth, trying to make Mrs. Pei happy before returning to the room.

It was cold and windy in the afternoon, Xia Chaosheng was just lying on the couch, coughing uncontrollably.

Xia Hua brought the medicine and served him to drink it: "Young Lord, you said that you want to appreciate the plum... for the sake of the Ninth Prince?"

"Hmm." Xia Chaosheng thought the medicine was bitter, frowned for a long time after drinking it, but couldn't help but took the oranges from the fruit plate in front of the bed and peeled them slowly.

"But the servants don't understand, why did the young master know that the night pearl sent by the prince is missing one?"

"Secret." Xia Chaosheng smiled slightly, stuffed the peeled orange into his mouth, and after a while, gave a soft hiss.

very sour.

Although Xia Chaosheng asked Hong Wu to bring a message to Mu Rugui, he didn't hear back for a long time.

He couldn't help asking Hei Qi, only then did he know that King Liang is about to bring his relatives and noble ministers to hunt in the Lishan hunting ground, and the Ninth Prince is also among the entourage. Empty to see him.

"As usual, the hunt should be in March." Hei Qi and Xia Chaosheng explained, "Not long ago, the palace servants from the Lishan hunting ground came to Beijing to report that they had found the white tiger in the hunting ground. Your Majesty thinks it is an auspicious omen. , so I made an exception and said that I would go to the hunting ground next month to have a look.”

"White Tiger?" Xia Chaosheng narrowed his eyes.

At this time in the previous life, it seemed that such a strange thing had happened.

King Liang regarded the white tiger as a sign of auspiciousness, and led the Jinwu Guard and a group of ministers to stay in Lishan for nearly a month.

Of course, the white tiger must have caught it, but as for who caught it... Xia Chaosheng can't remember clearly.

He had just fallen off his horse at that time, and he was wandering in front of the ghost gate all day long. When King Liang went to Lishan, he was not even conscious, so naturally he didn't follow him.

"Hunting..." Xia Chaosheng picked the patterns on the stove with his fingers, thought for a moment, then stood up suddenly, "Xia Hua!"

Xia Hua rushed over following the sound: "Young Master?"

"Is my father going down?"

"Master Hou just came back to the mansion before the incense burned." Xia Hua replied obediently, "Qiu Chan is helping Master Hou to watch."

"Accompany me to find my father." Xia Chaosheng nodded in satisfaction, and stretched out his hand for the maid to wrap the cloak around him.

Xia Hua tied the cloak strap for him according to her words, and waited for Hei Qi to leave before she lowered her voice and said, "Young Lord, there is still no movement in the yard."

Mu Rugui did not attend the appointment.

Xia Chaosheng sighed, his cheeks puffed up slightly, and his pretty eyebrows frowned.

When he was angry, his expression was filled with the arrogance of a young man, he bit his lower lip with his white teeth, hesitant to speak.

Xia Hua accidentally saw it, and burst out laughing.

"What are you laughing at?" He buried half of his face in the furry collar of his cloak in embarrassment, "Forget it, if you don't come, you won't come, it's just a night pearl, can I go to the palace to ask for it?"

After saying that, he ran to the courtyard.

Xia Hua chased after her with a smile, pretending not to notice that Xia Chaosheng was angry, she held his arm and said, "The plum blossoms in the garden have been blooming well in recent days."

"Really?" Xia Chaosheng muttered bluntly, "Then go and have a look."

The plum blossoms in the garden are indeed blooming well.

The vast expanse of whiteness is like the snow in the middle of winter in Beijing.

Xia Chaosheng was wrapped in a pomegranate red cloak, standing under the tree, his shoulders were covered with petals just by breathing.

He lowered his eyes, his eyes darkened, and gently brushed off the petals with his fingers, like a cluster of burning flames.

When he first became a ghost, he was trapped next to Mu Rugui, wishing that he would never see him again.

But starting all over again, I don't know if it's retribution, but it's hard to even meet each other.

Outside the blue-gray courtyard wall, there was suddenly the sound of chaotic horseshoes.

Xia Chaosheng was overjoyed.

"Young Lord!" Xia Hua's eyes lit up, and before Xia Zhaosheng could order, she had already brought him a round wooden stool, "Young Lord, you step on the chair to climb up the tree, and I will support you under the tree!"

Xia Chaosheng hurriedly hugged the branch of the plum tree and climbed over it with great effort.

Outside the courtyard wall, there is a gray sky and endless wind.

Xia Chaosheng didn't crawl fast, and the petals fell like snow before his eyes.

The dark fragrance floats, and the heart is getting more and more excited.

Hei Qi came late, seeing Xia Chaosheng climbing a tree, he jumped up to help him stabilize the branches under his feet.

"Young Lord, you should let the prince jump in to find you." Hei Qi joked cheekily, "If the prince knows that you are climbing a tree again, I don't know how to feel sorry for him."

Xia Chaosheng was panting from crawling, and finally poked half of his head out of the courtyard wall, how could he care about Hei Qi's nonsense?

He was facing the wind, the fox's eyes were covered with a thin mist, and he cried "Nine Uncles" stuck in his throat, and was forced back by the dazzling silver light on the Jinwu Guard's armor.

Standing under the courtyard wall was not Uncle Jiu whom he had been thinking about, but the prince in a dark red robe.

The ups and downs are nothing less than that.

Xia Zhaosheng's heart fell to the bottom so hard that even his feet on the branches of the tree began to weaken. If it wasn't for Hei Qi's hands to support him, he would have fallen down the tree.

The four-clawed golden python was shining brightly on Mu Ruqi's clothes. He stood with his hands behind his back and sighed to Xia Chaosheng who was lying on the courtyard wall.

"Chaosheng, if you want to avoid the eyes and ears of Zhen Guohou, you shouldn't always run away from one place."

Mu Ruqi felt that Xia Chaosheng climbed over the wall to see himself.

How did you miss it in your previous life?

Mu Ruqi was extremely regretful.

In the past, he liked people who were gentle and gentle, so when he met Xia Chaosheng, even though he was attracted by his appearance, he didn't agree with him to become Daliang's male queen.

What's more, he only regarded Xia Chaosheng as that person's stand-in, and regarded Xia Chaosheng as a tool to control Zhen Guohou's mansion.

But it turned out that he was wrong.

After Mu Ruqi lived and died in the Xia Dynasty, he finally realized that... he had moved his heart.

So what if the tenderness is like water?

He is the king of Daliang, and only someone like Xia Chaosheng, who is as hard to tame as a fire, is worthy of the posthumous position.

Fortunately, God gave him a second chance.

Mu Ruqi thought triumphantly: He went back to the past, knew the past, the throne is naturally at his fingertips, and the only regret is Xia Chaosheng.

But marrying Xia Chaosheng is easier than regaining the throne - the young master of Zhen Guohou's mansion loves him deeply, as long as he says to marry, he is absolutely willing to marry.

Mu Ruqi didn't plan to look for Xia Chaosheng's concubine brother anymore, he decided to treat Xia Chaosheng better, give him a lower position, give him honor, as for the others...he thought Xia Chaosheng would acquiesce.

Which emperor does not have the Sangong Sixth Court?

Xia Chaosheng won't be angry if he coaxes more.

As for his good Uncle Ninth...

Mu Ruqi clenched his hands tightly behind his back.

Enmity in the past, revenge in this life.

He won't let Mu Rugui take everything away again.

"Jump down, Chaosheng." Thinking of this, Mu Ruqi opened his arms affectionately, "Don't be afraid, I will follow you."

He didn't even need an honorary title, he was sure that Xia Chaosheng would be moved by this, and he jumped off without hesitation, just like he married into the East Palace without hesitation in his previous life.

swish swish.The wind passed through the branches of the plum tree, and the petals like snow flakes floated out of the courtyard wall of the Hou Mansion.

Mu Ruqi didn't wait for Xia Chaosheng who jumped down, and looked up suspiciously—Xia Chaosheng's head was retracting bit by bit!

"Chaosheng?" Mu Ruqi was struck by lightning, "You..."

Xia Chaosheng lay down behind the wall and exhausted all his strength to suppress the monstrous hatred welling up in his heart.

Outside the wall is the enemy who destroyed his Hou's family, the chief culprit who separated him from Jiushu Tianren forever, and also the prince of Daliang.

No matter how much he hates, he can't tear himself apart with Mu now.

Xia Chaosheng rubbed his face fiercely, and after calming down, he poked his head out of the courtyard wall again: "His Royal Highness."

Mu Ruqi heaved a sigh of relief and raised a smiling face: "Why don't you dance?"

He murmured embarrassingly: "Last time... I broke my leg."

Mu Ruqi knew that Xia Chaosheng had been caught by Uncle Nine Emperors for "running over the wall". Hearing this, he didn't suspect the slightest bit, and even kindly told him: "If you hurt your leg, take good care of your illness. I'll come to the Hou's mansion to pick you up in the next day. "

Xia Zhaosheng endured his nausea and forced out a shy smile: "Thank you Your Highness, I will wait for you."

Hearing his gentle voice, Mu Ruqi felt a little beautiful in his heart: Xia Chaosheng really loves Gu Gu as much as ever.

"Your Highness, it's getting late." The Jinwu Guard behind Mu Ruqi reminded in a low voice, "Your Majesty is still waiting for you in the palace."

Mu Ruqi nodded, got on his horse, and before leaving, he took out a Token of the Eastern Palace from his sleeve, and handed it to the courtyard wall: "Chaosheng, was that token taken away by my father in front of the Golden Palace?" gone?"

Xia Chaosheng was speechless, he put his hands in his pockets and didn't really want to take them out.

"Don't panic, I'll give you another piece." Mu Ruqi didn't notice his strangeness, and persistently threw the token over, "The door of the East Palace...is always open to you."

After saying that, he turned around coolly and left without looking back.

Xia Chaosheng let the token of the East Palace fall under the plum tree, stared at Mu Ruqi's back with hatred, and then accidentally saw Mu Rugui who was riding alone at the corner of the street, who had been here for some time.

Xia Chaosheng: "..."

Xia Chaosheng's feet went limp and he almost fell off the wall.