Reborn as a King in the Hand

It can be said that Xia Chaosheng understands and doesn't understand Mu Rugui.

After all, he drifted behind Uncle Jiu for 30 years after his death, saw through Mu Rugui's indifference and ruthlessness, and knew that Uncle Jiu's tenderness was hidden under his indifference.

But he never knew the young Mu Rugui.

When he was young, he was blinded by the prince's sweet words, and when he thought about it carefully, the contact with Mu Rugui in his previous life was just passing by at the palace banquet.

He didn't know when and why Mu Rugui was moved.

He only knew that thirty years after his death, only Mu Rugui was as happy with him as ever.

And the Mu Rugui that Xia Chaosheng is facing now is not the decisive, cruel and vicious emperor in his previous life.

It's also very possible that it wasn't the Mu Rugui who pleased him.

no, I can not.

If Uncle Jiu was not tempted, why did he care so much about the Ye Mingzhu he gave?

Uncle Nine... Uncle Nine...

Even in his sleep, Xia Chaosheng's thoughts were still restless, and his mind was chaotic and chaotic, and finally fixed on the familiar and unfamiliar figure.

"Chaosheng." In the dark, it seemed that someone was calling his name.

Xia Chaosheng desperately chased after him, but that person just refused to look back.

"Nine...Uncle Nine, cough..." He woke up with a heart-rending cough.

Hong Wu, who was riding behind the carriage, immediately stepped forward and knocked on the window: "Young Master?"

Xia Chaosheng clutched his heart, and slowly recovered his breath.

"I'm fine." He covered his mouth with a veil, and pushed the wooden window open a thin crack.I saw the countryside and fields on both sides of the road, and the smoke from the cooking houses in the distance, which had already left the boundary of Shangjing.

"Red Five." Xia Chaosheng leaned wearily against the window, "Where is the prince?"

"Young Lord has rested for only a stick of incense, and the prince hasn't come back yet." Hong Wu quietly looked at his expression, seeing Xia Chaosheng's tired face, put his hands behind his back, and beckoned Hei Qi to bring the things.

Hei Qi came over with a food box: "Young Master, this is specially made by our prince..."

The noise suddenly came from the front of the team.

"Young Lord," Jin Wuwei squeezed away Red Five and Black Seven, knelt in front of the carriage, and offered a mahogany food box with both hands, "His Royal Highness is worried about your health, and his special order sent a quail crystal kueh."

"You guys..." Hei Qi, who was also holding the food box, became impatient, and stretched out his hand to grab Jin Wuwei's shoulder, but before he could stretch out his hand, he was pulled behind him by Hong Wu.

"what are you doing?!"

"That's the Jinwu Guard, calm down, don't cause trouble for the prince." Hong Wu sneered, "The crown prince has not yet ruled, and the Jinwu Guard clearly only obeys His Majesty's orders... You are rushing out now because you want the prince to take on the burden." A charge of disrespect?"

"But this is the prince..." Hei Qi reluctantly hid the food box behind him, and turned his head to stare at the Jin Wuwei who was kneeling in front of the carriage. Playing prestige in front of armored cavalry?"

"Black Seven!"

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it." Hei Qi rolled his eyes angrily, and looked coldly at a slender and soft hand stretched out from the curtain.

Xia Chaosheng's weak voice came out from inside the carriage: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness, I am still ill, so I won't come out to thank you."

After all, let Xia Hua pick up the food box.

Jin Wuwei hurriedly passed the food box over, and the moment he pulled his hand, he whispered in the maid's ear: "The compartment."

Without squinting, Xia Hua politely thanked her, then turned around and got back into the carriage.

The chill was hindered by the thick curtain, and although Xia Zhaosheng leaned on the cushion, his face was pale, but he was in good spirits.

He didn't even look at the food box that Xia Hua brought in, he just asked, "Are you leaving?"

"Let's go." Xia Hua hesitated for a moment, and opened the food box, "Young Lord, just now His Royal Highness sent a message through the Jinwu Guard, saying... the compartment."

"Compartment?" Xia Chaosheng urged impatiently, "Then open it and have a look, after reading it, just tear it up."

Xia Hua opened the compartment of the food box according to her words, and there was indeed a letter written by the prince inside.

"Young Master." Xia Hua handed the letter to Xia Chaosheng.

He tore off the seal casually and glanced at it.

At the beginning of the letter, there were sour poems expressing his longing, and then he began to hint, saying that he already knew that he had been wronged because of Mu Rugui, so he called Uncle Jiuhuang away and made him clean, and even said, wait When he arrived at Mount Li, he didn't have to express gratitude, his body was important, as long as he understood his affection.

Xia Chaosheng looked at it and smiled angrily.

He didn't know there were such brazen people in the world.

"Young master?" Xia Hua couldn't help asking, "The letter..."

"It's all nonsense." He tore up the letter in twos and threw it back into the food box, "It's better not to read it."

Seeing this, Xia Hua thought about it and said, "Young Lord, His Royal Highness is quite caring."

"Intentional?" Xia Chaosheng pointed at the food box and shook his head, "Xia Hua, a three-year-old child knows that people who are recovering from a serious illness can't eat meat, but he ordered someone to send a quail crystal."

"How much weight do you think I have in His Royal Highness's heart?"

"This..." Xia Hua understood immediately, and angrily closed the lid of the food box, "Your servant is throwing away this quail crystal dish!"

"Come back." Xia Chaosheng called her back lightly, "There are a lot of people outside, it doesn't matter if you throw the food box out, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knows, if His Majesty knows, he must be suspicious of the Hou Mansion."

"Then this dish..."

"Call Hei Qi over here." Xia Chaosheng tilted his head and thought for a while, then ordered in a low voice, "Quietly, keep quiet."

"Don't worry, little lord, this servant will call Hei Qi over!" Xia Hua led the order to jump off the carriage, and found the angry Hei Qi at the end of the line.

A pigeon was parked on Hei Qi's shoulder, and when he saw the maid approaching, he let out a "coo coo coo".

"Hey, isn't this sister Xia Hua who is next to the young master?" Hei Qi got off his horse and put on a smiling face, "What brought you here, could it be that His Highness's quail crystals are not delicious? "

"Young Master wants to see you." Xia Hua glanced at Hei Qi inexplicably, "Don't dawdle."

Hei Qi scratched his hair, took the food box that Mu Rugui specially prepared, and followed the maid to climb into the carriage.

I saw the little master wrapped in a fox fur blanket lazily leaning against the corner, with an incense burner burning by his hand.

The faint sandalwood calmed down Hei Qi's irritable mood quickly.

He bowed his head and saluted in front of the curtain: "Young Master."

"Eat it." Xia Zhaosheng buried his palm-sized face in the fluffy fox fur.

"what?"

"Little Hou Ye rewarded you, you can eat it." Xia Hua was amused by Hei Qi's dumbfounded appearance, "What are you doing in a daze?"

"But this is His Royal Highness..."

"Well, I know." Xia Chaosheng took out a booklet, and flipped through it casually by the light from the car window, "Now I'm rewarding you...why, don't you want to eat?"

"Think, think!" Hei Qi nodded hurriedly, while thanking him, he pushed the food box hidden behind him and winked, "Young Lord, try this... this is specially prepared by our prince for you! "

"Prepared by the lord?" Xia Chaosheng heard the words, his eyes moved away from the book in an instant, and stuck to the humble food box, "Hurry up, Xia Hua bring it for me."

So it's so early... Uncle Jiu already has me in his heart, Xia Zhaosheng thought happily.