Reborn as a King in the Hand

In Mu Rugui's carriage, Bai Liu reported in a low voice what happened to the prince recently.

"Young Lord Hou knelt down behind the Golden Luan Hall..." Bai Liu frowned and recalled, "At first, my subordinates thought I was wrong. After all, the day before, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Young Lord Hou asked His Majesty to take back the marriage offer. decree."

"But the next day, my subordinates saw it for real. The most famous singers in Shangjing were all taken into the East Palace by the prince's cronies."

"And then, not only the singer, but also Qingwan, just a few more, all entered the East Palace and never came out again."

When Bai Liu said this, he smiled wryly and shook his head: "My lord knows that in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, my subordinate took up a part-time job in the East Palace, but even so, he was sent to pick up a bearded woman from the Western Regions the day before yesterday."

"Look, my lord, this is the list of people who have been in and out of the Eastern Palace in recent days, recorded by my subordinates."

Mu Rugui didn't read the dense list that Bai Liu handed over.

He lowered his head slightly, lost in thought.

The crown prince of Daliang, Mu Ruqi, is the son of the current empress Qin.

Pure blood, noble birth.

Mu Rugui left the palace since he was a child, and has been away from the capital for many years, but the strict requirements of Empress Qin on Mu Ruqi are well known by the world.

The Qin family is a big family, with five empresses and three prime ministers.

Even today's Emperor Liang has Qin's blood flowing in his body.

As Mu Ruqi is the queen's son, the Qin family naturally gave him high hopes, and pushed him to the position of prince with all the efforts of the whole family.

"At first, this subordinate thought that the singer His Royal Highness found was the work of the Fifth Prince." Bai Liu touched the tip of his nose, because the next words were a bit difficult to say, "But this subordinate heard the private eunuch in the East Palace, Said... one of the singers has been pregnant for nearly a month."

This obviously has nothing to do with the Fifth Prince.

After all, in today's imperial court, only the fifth prince is powerful and has a sacred heart, who can compete with the prince.

The two had been fighting for a long time, and two factions had faintly formed in the court. If the prince had been caught by the fifth prince at this time, impeachment memorials would have been flying all over the sky.

Bai Liu scratched his hair: "His Royal Highness... Could it be that his temperament has changed a lot?"

But why the prince's temperament changed drastically, Bai Liu couldn't figure it out.

Of course he couldn't figure it out.

Who would have thought that Mu Ruqi had already lived a lifetime, had no doubts about his identity as the Emperor of the True Dragon, and didn't even bother to hide his desire?

In his previous life, Mu Ruqi lived a well-behaved life with no taste. He struggled with the fifth prince for several years. After he ascended the throne, he discovered that the biological mother of the fifth prince Mu Ruxu, who died early, was actually a bearded girl.

Hu people have surrendered to Daliang for a hundred years, and among the people in Shangjing, there are also people with Hu people's blood.

But the emperor of Daliang must not have the blood of Hu people.

Therefore, the Fifth Prince, who had never met his birth mother, and had never known the true identity of his birth mother, had already lost the qualification to inherit the great line when he was born.

He was just a puppet deliberately created by King Liang to check and balance the prince.

Poor Mu Ruxu died in his previous life and didn't understand why he was always inferior to the prince.

But Mu, who had resurrected his life, knew as expected.

Not only did he know that the fifth younger brother was not destined for the throne, but he also knew that King Liang had only one choice.

If it wasn't for him, could it still be two princes who were congenitally flawed?

That being the case, Mu Ruqi is not willing to pretend to be virtuous anymore.

He pretended all his life and was tired.

He just wanted to be a foolish emperor, and then canonize Xia Chaosheng as empress.

Mu Ruqi naively thought that as long as Xia Chaosheng's succession was not deprived, then Uncle Nine Emperors would not turn against him, and he could sit on the dragon chair for a long time.

So after Mu Ruqi's rebirth, he immediately took all the beauties he coveted into the East Palace and had fun.

He was not afraid that King Liang would blame him.

He was fearless.

"My lord, this subordinate is here to report this matter." After Bai Liu told Mu Rugui all the information he had learned, he asked in a low voice, "Do you still need this subordinate to continue to follow His Royal Highness to investigate the news?"

"Go." Mu Rugui nodded, and when Bai Liu got up to leave, he suddenly asked, "Where's the singer?"

"Which one?"

"The one who is pregnant with the flesh and blood of the prince."

"This person's name is Yue Ji, and he is very fond of His Royal Highness, and he is also on the list of attendants for this trip."

Hearing this, Hong Wu gasped, "His Royal Highness brought her here?"

"Brought it."

"How could this be..." Hong Wuyi was speechless for a while.

The royal blood, even if it was born in the womb of a singer, is still a noble person.

As long as the prince admits his identity, this is the first eldest son of the East Palace.

Now, the prince actually let the newly pregnant singer accompany him around, obviously he didn't pay much attention to the child in her womb.

Hong Wu shook his head, and jumped out of the car with Bai Liu.

And Mu Rugui leaned in front of the carriage door, half-closed his eyes, and remained silent for a long time.

His carriage was very simple and shabby, except that the size and specifications met the prince's standard, it was so shabby that it didn't even have a heater inside, and there was only a small table on a thin blanket.

Mu Rugui crossed his arms, and moved his gaze from the blanket to the table.

He put his hand on it and tapped lightly, the crisp sound was like the ringing of a bell, calming his turbulent mood.

The only thing left is to roll over with joy to myself.

Just because Mu Ruqi was a good match for marriage in the eyes of the world, Mu Rugui didn't dare to get close, dare not touch, for fear that the slightest affection would show from the corners of his eyes and brows, causing Xia Chaosheng to be ridiculed by the world.

He is the Nine Princes of Daliang, the head of the Xuanjia iron cavalry who can scare children into tears by just saying his name, and he is the uncle of the Nine Emperors of today's prince Mu Ruqi.

He was so pleased with his nephew's future princess that he couldn't extricate himself.

But now, the people who hinder him are no longer perfect, and Mu Ruqi is as despicable as all the cold-tempered people in the world.

His repressed feelings finally had their day, and he finally had a reason to be close to and love Xia Chaosheng.

Who made Mu Ruqi so despicable that when Xia Chaosheng swallowed the pill to change his physique, he made Diva pregnant?

If this matter gets out, Xia Chaosheng will definitely become a joke in the whole of Shangjing and even Daliang!

--Snapped!

The case fell apart under the palm of Mu Rugui.

The secret joy in his heart was quickly replaced by anger.

Mu Rugui suddenly regretted that he hadn't spoken properly to Xia Chaosheng in the carriage just now.

I regret the promise I made even more.

How could he travel day and night to send Xia Chaosheng to the side of a heartless and ungrateful man?

This is the person he keeps in his heart, and he dare not even think about it.

It is absolutely impossible to be reduced to the point of competing for favor with a singer.

"Red Five."

"My lord, what are your orders?"

"Go ahead and dig a ditch."

"……what?"

"Quietly, don't disturb others. If His Majesty or the Prince's people find out...you are the only one to ask." Mu Rugui ordered coldly, "Before tonight, the king will stop the convoy."

Hong Wu took the order and left in a daze.

He sneaked past the convoy and managed to dig a ditch half a person's height between a valley before the sun went down.

The convoy was forced to stop, and Mu Rugui gave the order to rest in place.

Xia Chaosheng also held Xia Hua's hand and got off the carriage.

Relatives of many high-ranking officials and dignitaries were looking around outside the car to inquire about the situation.

"Young Lord, I can't go anymore." Qiu Chan was clever, and ran to the front of the team as early as when the team stopped, and ran back panting after getting the news, "There is a ditch in the middle of the road, and the carriage cannot pass. [-] They filled the soil overnight."

Xia Hua took a light breath: "It's broken, we're going to sleep in the valley tonight."

"Why is there a ditch on the road?" Xia Chaosheng asked suspiciously, "Your Majesty's guard of honor goes first. If there is a ditch here, it should have been filled with soil."

Qiu Chan said bluntly: "We are slower than His Majesty's guard of honor. After they left, it is possible that stones fell from the mountain and smashed the road into a ditch."

Xia Zhaosheng always felt something strange, when there was the sound of horseshoes in the distance, he put aside his doubts and followed the reputation - Mu Rugui, who had left him in the carriage just now, unexpectedly came back.

As dusk fell, the war horse raised its hooves, its long black mane fluttering in the wind.

Mu Rugui sat firmly on the horseback, like an invincible god, who came wearing the setting sun and riding the wind.

Mu Rugui got off his horse a few steps away from Xia Chaosheng and looked at him quietly.

Xia Chaosheng's figure almost melted into the crimson sunset glow.

Mu Rugui thought in a daze that Chaosheng has been like this since he was a child. He loves to wear red clothes, has a fiery personality, and is as proud as a winter plum. In fact, it is a peach blossom that blooms on the branches in spring. When the wind blows, the petals shatter into snow.

The night swallowed up the last trace of red-gold sunset glow.

The maids lit the lanterns in front of the carriage one after another, and a red fire dragon appeared in the valley. It crouched in front of the artificially dug ravine, and the scales made of lights flickered in the wind.

In the brief darkness, Mu Rugui caught Xia Chaosheng's glowing eyes.

His eyes reflected the lights of the secular world, but exuded the light of exiled immortals.

"You..." Mu Rugui was bewitched, his eyes were glued to Xia Chaosheng's face, and his voice was dry, "Follow me."

Xia Chaosheng was surprised at first, then raised the corners of his lips, and smiled gently: "Okay."

"...Xia Hua, don't follow me."

"Young Master?"

He carried the lantern and walked quickly to Mu Rugui's side.

"Ninth Uncle."

"Ah."

Mu Rugui responded forcefully and snatched the lantern from Xia Chaosheng's hand.

The back of the hand covered with scars and the slender white fingers trembled slightly as if they were scalded as soon as they were touched.

Xia Chaosheng buried his face in the fluffy collar, and retracted his hands into the armholes, the lamplight cast a layer of blush on his face.

Mu Rugui tightly gripped the handle of the lantern, and nervously uttered a crappy lie: "I can't make it today, and tomorrow... I'm afraid I won't be able to catch up with the prince."

What Mu Rugui answered was a tormented silence.

Mu Rugui gritted his teeth: "If you want to see..."

"Uncle Jiu is so determined, do I want to see the prince?" Xia Chaosheng interrupted Mu Rugui faintly, and reached out to grab the black sleeve at hand.

Mu Rugui was stiff all over, pretending not to notice the pale fingers on the sleeves, and replied hoarsely: "For him, you kneel in front of the Golden Luan Hall."

For him, you would rather break your own wings and be trapped in the palace wall for the rest of your life.

Mu Rugui couldn't bear to say these words, nor was he willing to say them.

Xia Chaosheng was momentarily at a loss for words.

In the eyes of others, he would rather die than marry Mu Rugui.

Therefore, Mu Rugui's answer today was not at fault in the slightest.

"But what if I say... regret it?" Xia Chaosheng lowered his head, his red cloak billowing in the wind.

He didn't dare to look directly into Mu Rugui's eyes, so he hooked his finger on the corner of the black sleeve and shook it gently.