Reborn as a King in the Hand

Mrs. Pei gave a low cough, Xia Chaosheng quickly let go of Mu Rugui's arm, stood back obediently, and continued to stare at the vegetarian cake.

Mu Rugui felt distressed and wanted to plead for mercy, but Xia Rongshan coughed heavily beside him: "Ma'am, what are you punishing your son for?"

"...It's not his fault alone."

Mu Rugui: "..."

According to rank, when Xia Chaosheng marries into the palace, the Marquis of Zhen Guo and his wife should salute him, but Xia Chaosheng doesn't care, and Mu Rugui doesn't care, and now he is standing in the house with Xia Chaosheng, at a loss "Punishment stand".

"Father, mother, today is really my fault." Seeing that the fire was about to burn Mu Rugui, Xia Chaosheng quickly answered, "Ninth Uncle will return to Jiaxing Pass in a few days. Gua."

"The lord is going to go to war?" Mrs. Pei was slightly taken aback when she heard this, her eyes met Xia Rongshan vaguely, and then quickly moved away.

She forced the smile on her lips, changed her previous attitude, and warmly greeted Mu Rugui to sit down and have lunch: "When the prince goes out to fight, isn't there no one in the palace? The baby is weak, and there is no one to take care of him... ...Just let him go back to the Hou Mansion."

Where is Mu Rugui willing?Immediately retorted: "Chaosheng wants to be with me..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Chaosheng grabbed his sleeves.

Xia Chaosheng didn't dare to wink at Uncle Jiu in front of his parents, and abruptly changed the subject: "Mother, I bought this plain cake early in the morning when I went to Xuantian Temple with the prince."

Mu Rugui paused, then looked down thoughtfully at Xia Chaosheng's slender fingers.

He took out the peace talisman from the armband again: "And these peace talismans were also given by Taoist Tiankun himself."

"Really?" Mrs. Pei straightened her back unobtrusively, and carefully picked up the black peace talisman from Xia Chaosheng's hand, her expression softened again, "You actually met Taoist Tiankun?"

Taoist Tiankun of Xuantian Temple lived in secluded places, and even the King of Liang asked him to preside over the royal sacrifices. He was not always willing to come. Mrs. Pei also went to Jinshan many times to pray, but unfortunately, even Taoist Tiankun did not see him. Not to mention getting the peace talisman given by Taoist Tiankun himself.

"Yes, thanks to the lord." Xia Chaosheng nodded with a smile, and handed another safety talisman to Xia Rongshan's hand, and the last one was quietly stuffed into Mu Rugui's palm.

"Thank you, my lord." Mrs. Pei thanked her more sincerely this time.

Mu Rugui's jaw tightened suddenly, he grabbed Xia Chaosheng's hand, and explained bluntly: "My concubine once... had a relationship with Taoist Tiankun once."

Mrs. Pei frowned and recalled for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Yes, I remember that at that time, Concubine Xian often went to Jinshan to clean up, and it took several months to leave. As a lay disciple... come to think of it, the prince and Taoist Tiankun are also very familiar."

Xia Chaosheng thought of Taoist Tiankun he saw on Jinshan Mountain and the way Uncle Jiu got along with him, choked, resisted the desire to refute, secretly picked up a piece of vegetarian cake, stuffed it into his mouth, and narrowed his eyes happily.

Mrs. Pei saw that she didn't see it, and called the servants to serve the dishes, and the whole family finally sat down and had a peaceful meal together.

After eating, Xia Chaosheng impatiently dragged Mu Rugui back to his bedroom.

His yard is still the same as before he left, and the furnishings in the house have not changed, with several stoves burning beside the couch.

As soon as Mu Rugui entered, he took off the cloak on his shoulders and his outer robe.

Sparks were crackling in the stove, the cold wind was howling outside the window, and there was a rare silence in the house.

Xia Chaosheng stood aside with his hand stove in his arms, and blinked: "Uncle Jiu, Prince..."

"Confinement for one month." Mu Rugui raised his eyes to look at him, then lowered his eyes and put his hands on the stove, two red fires reflected in his eyes, "Don't go to Jiaxing Pass with me anymore."

Xia Chaosheng breathed a sigh of relief, and then quickly frowned.

He was worried about going to Jiaxing Pass with Mu Rugui.

Just now, what his mother said, how could it be that he wanted him to leave Shangjing?

His mother wished that he would stay in the Hou's mansion day and night and never return to the palace.

Xia Chaosheng could imagine that if Uncle Jiu had said bluntly just now that he wanted to take him to war...his father would definitely drive Uncle Jiu out of the Hou Mansion with a knife in his hand.

Not sure, even He Li's words can be spoken.

Xia Chaochang sighed and dozed off while sitting on the couch, not knowing that his father not only said it, but also cursed and made noise in front of the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty and King Liang.

Mu Rugui, who was standing by the stove, waited patiently for the chill on his hands to dissipate, then walked to Xia Chaosheng's side and undressed him.

"Uncle Jiu, I won't tell my parents, but I will secretly go to Jiaxing Pass with you, okay?" Xia Chaosheng leaned against him, closed his eyes comfortably, and let Mu Rugui take him off to only his underwear, and then quickly Get into the quilt, shivering with cold.

Mu Rugui also lifted off the quilt, wrapped Xia Chaosheng in his arms, and caressed his cold hands and feet: "It's not right."

Going to Jiaxing Pass is not a trivial matter. Mu Rugui would rather Xia Chaosheng live a stable life in Shangjing than to go to the bitter cold border.

Xia Chaosheng knew that he had made a mistake, so he didn't refute. He yawned and pricked up his ears to listen to the sound of snow falling outside the window.

As a result, she didn't hear the sound of falling snow, but she heard the voices of Xia Hua and Qiu Chan.

"Is the little marquis' medicine ready?"

"There is another one, you take this bowl over first, let him drink it as soon as possible, it will be bad if it gets cold."

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and it was Qiu Chan walking over in the snow.

She knocked on the door: "Young master?"

As soon as Xia Chaosheng heard the word "drinking medicine", bitterness appeared in his mouth, and he pressed his face tightly to the side of Mu Rugui's neck, closed his eyes, pretended to be asleep, and even hoped that Uncle Jiu didn't hear it. knocking.

It's a pity that things backfired, Xia Chaosheng could hear the voice, how could Mu Rugui not hear it?

Moreover, since Xia Chaosheng married into the palace, Mu Rugui personally took care of the medicine he drank, and supervised him to drink every drop at a fixed time every day.

Mu Rugui stood up and put on his boots according to the sound, while Xia Chaosheng, who was curled up on the bed, instantly collapsed.

Although he understood the truth that good medicine tastes bitter, he really had a resistance to the bitter medicine, and before Mu Rugui came back, he snuggled into the couch.

Mu Rugui took the decoction, turned around, and couldn't help but curl his lips.

The quilt on the couch was arched into a small ball, and Xia Chaosheng trembled uneasily underneath.

"Chaosheng, drink the medicine."

"Uncle Jiu, the medicine is too hot, drink it later." Xia Chaosheng's muffled voice of refusal came from under the quilt.

"Not hot."

"...too bitter."

"Good medicine tastes bitter."

"Uncle Nine..."

Xia Chaosheng tried his best and found all kinds of excuses, but Mu Rugui was extremely domineering in the matter of taking medicine, no matter what he said, he was unmoved.

In the end, Mu Rugui even deceived himself and pressed Xia Chaosheng on the corner of the couch, trapped between his arms.

"Uncle Jiu..." Xia Zhaosheng's foggy eyes were full of resistance.

Mu Ru wanted to push back, but suddenly he saw that his neckline was half open during the struggle, his snow-white chest was pink, somewhere it looked like two red plums falling on the white snow, the hand holding the medicine bowl suddenly tightened, the back of his hand Even popped out the blue veins.

"Uncle Jiu, let me drink slowly, okay?" Before he noticed Mu Rugui's strangeness, he gently scratched Mu Rugui's neck with his fingers.

Mu Rugui endured so much that the veins on his forehead twitched, and the medicine juice in the medicine bowl shook slightly.

"Uncle Nine, I'm sleepy." Seeing that Mu Rugui didn't speak, Xia Chaosheng thought his words were helpful, and immediately raised his legs to hook his strong waist, "Let's rest..."

The second half of his sentence was interrupted by an unbelievable gasp.

Mu Rugui braced himself, held Xia Chaosheng's back by the neck, and coaxed and coaxed him to drink all the decoction.

"Ahem... Uncle Ninth..." Xia Chaosheng's throat was sore, his eyes were red, and he stared accusingly at the man in front of him.

He's already like this... How can Uncle Jiu still feel it? !

Uncle Nine... Uncle Nine is really...

Xia Chaosheng was still young, and because of taking Yizi medicine, his facial lines were soft, and when he felt wronged, his face looked like powder, and his lips looked like fat.

Mu Rugui felt wronged and was speechless for a moment.

When forcing him to drink the medicine, he knew it was for his own good, but now, he couldn't help but blame himself.

... Chaosheng looked pitiful.

Mu Rugui felt sorry for him after all, when he put down the medicine bowl, he offered to give him candied fruit.

Xia Chaosheng ignored him, grabbed the quilt, turned his back to Uncle Jiu, and coughed in the corner of the couch.

The suppressed cough made Mu Rugui's heart twitch instantly: "Chaosheng..."

Seeing that Xia Chaosheng didn't answer, he quickly jumped up from the bed and called out sharply, "Red Five!"

Hong Wu's voice came from far away: "My lord!"

"Go buy candied fruit!"

"Candied fruit?" Hong Wu came running out of breath, his face was blank for a moment.

No one in the palace or the army eats candied fruit.

The prince... It is even more impossible to eat candied fruit, Hong Wu even suspects that his prince does not know what candied fruit is!

Mu Rugui did not eat candied fruit, he only heard the lieutenant general in the army mention that the children at home were crying, and every time he ate candied fruit, he would be safe for the night, so he drew a ladle from a gourd, trying to comfort Xia Chaosheng.

Seeing that Hong Wu didn't answer, he immediately turned cold: "Aren't you going?"

Hong Wu was overwhelmed, and hurriedly replied: "Go, go! This subordinate will go to the street to buy now, and be back soon."

Mu Rugui was reluctantly satisfied, and turned to look at Xia Chaosheng.

I saw the precious young master of the Hou Mansion covering his mouth, leaning sickly on the side of the couch, still sulking, when he heard the word "candied fruit", his reddish ears moved imperceptibly.

"I want to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Xia Chaosheng endured and endured, finally couldn't hold back, and muttered sullenly.

Sweet-scented osmanthus cake is not a rare item, as it is made in every restaurant, but what Xia Chaosheng thinks of now is the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by his mother himself.

When he was in good health, he occasionally felt cold and couldn't take bitter medicine, so Mrs. Pei would make sweet-scented osmanthus cake herself to suppress the bitter taste in his mouth.

Hongwu couldn't buy the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Mrs. Pei herself. Fortunately, there were many vendors who could make sweet-scented osmanthus cake on the street. After a while, there were several plates of cakes in front of Xia Chaosheng.

Wrapped in a quilt, he picks and chooses, eats two or three pieces of pastries, and doesn't care about Uncle Jiu forcing himself to drink medicine.

"Uncle Nine, the crown prince is only confined for one month now." Xia Chao ate the pastry raw, his mind became active, leaning against Mu Rugui's side, looking down from time to time.

He was still thinking about the guy he accidentally kicked before taking the medicine!

Mu Rugui grabbed Xia Chaosheng's hand and wiped the icing on his fingertips: "One month is enough."

Xia Chaosheng bit his lower lip dissatisfied.

He didn't go to the Golden Luan Hall to listen to the courtiers' quarrel, but he could imagine that if the same fault was placed on Uncle Jiu, he would not let it go lightly by "being banned for a month".

It's just that no matter how Xia Chaosheng thought about it, he never expected that Mu Ruqi would accuse Mu Rugui in court with the intention of killing Mu Rugui.

"I don't know... what happened to Yue Ji and Commander Yan."

A dark light flashed in Mu Rugui's eyes: "The two of them have not been involved too much. Your Majesty has an order for Yue Ji to give birth in the palace."

"It's a good thing, right?" Xia Chaosheng looked at Mu Rugui blankly, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and muttered to himself, "What if Yue Ji wants to go with Yan Tong?"

He has never been a human being in two lives, even after taking Yizi medicine, he still can't understand Yue Ji who is pregnant.

But living in a different position, Xia Chaosheng is absolutely unwilling to be the son of an enemy and endure hardships for ten months.

The snow outside the window was falling quietly, the Hou Mansion was peaceful and peaceful, but the imperial city was restless.

After the early court, the imperial city was under a thick silvery white.

Yan Yuhua escorted Yue Ji to the harem without saying a word.

The wind lifted the veil on Yue Ji's head, revealing her bloodless face.

"Yan Lang..."

The dull footsteps stopped abruptly.

Yan Yuhua turned his head stiffly and opened his mouth, but no sound came out of his dry throat.

Yue Ji watched him quietly and smiled for a moment.

She was laughing happily and also desperately.

"I don't blame you." Yue Ji's voice was softer than Luo Xue's, falling into Yan Yuhua's ears like thunder.

The armor jingled, and he suddenly turned around: "Yue Ji, I..."

"You bitch!"

Yan Yuhua's words were interrupted by the stern voice.

At some point, Mu Ruqi led people to appear in the vast white snow.

Mu Ruqi was obviously extremely angry, and regardless of the obstruction of his followers, he rushed straight to Yue Ji: "I'm going to kill you!"

"Prince!"

"His Royal Highness!"

Yue Ji and the child in her womb were the ones that King Liang had personally promised to send back to Youyun Sixteen Continents, but the Jinwu Guards did not dare to trust them, and immediately stopped Mu Ruqi.

"Your Highness, think twice!"

"His Royal Highness, His Majesty ordered you to wake up before, you must not cause trouble again!"

"You want to stop the orphan too?" Mu Ruqi's bloodshot eyes moved slowly on the face of Jin Wuwei, "You also dare to stop the orphan?!"

"...Yan Yuhua, take care of your people!"

"...Have you forgotten? The Jin Wuwei swears allegiance to the Tian family!"

"His Royal Highness." Yan Yuhua stood in front of Yue Ji unobtrusively since the appearance of the prince. At this moment, his head was slightly lowered, and no one could see his expression. , ordered the minister to protect this girl, and according to the decree, the minister will send her to the harem and let the empresses of the palaces take care of her on her behalf."

"Yan Yuhua, you...!"

"Your Highness, I will take your leave." Yan Yuhua saluted wearily, and led Yue Ji around the prince's guard of honor, walking into the snowy sky.

But Yue Ji, who was guarded by the Jinwu guards, looked back at Yan Yuhua's back with nostalgia at the moment she passed by Mu Ruqi, her eyes were full of hostility.

She stretched her hands into the armholes, sprained her feet, and fell hard towards the Prince, while screaming pitifully.

Not far away, King Liang, who had just walked out of the Golden Luan Hall, shuddered, held Chang Zhong's hand, and said anxiously: "Who dares to make a noise in the palace?! Chang Zhong, hurry up, go and see what happened... thing!"

And Mu Ruqi, who was thrown to the ground by Yue Ji, sat blankly in the snow, looking at Yue Ji who was clutching her stomach and screaming in pain, as if falling into an ice cellar: "How... how..."

"Yue Ji!" Yan Yuhua knelt beside Yue Ji with a "plop", and tremblingly pulled away her hand covering her lower abdomen—a dagger carved with dragon patterns sank into Yue Ji's lower abdomen, and hot blood gushed out. out.

Next to the ruby ​​on the handle of the knife, there is a word "period" engraved.

"Kill...killed...killed!" Most of the prince's followers were civil servants who had never been on the battlefield or seen blood. Some timid one called out first, and soon, more people exclaimed.

"It's not me...I didn't..." Mu Ruqi lowered his head, looked at the blood that hadn't dried up in his palm, and shook his head desperately, "It's not me...it's not me!"

But no one listened to his excuse.

Yue Ji lay paralyzed in the snow, like a flower slowly blooming, withered in its best years.

The author has something to say: I will fix the previous typos today, if there is an update prompt, don’t click _(:з」∠)_

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