Reborn as a King in the Hand

Hei Qi had no face to continue listening to Xia Chaosheng's remaining words. He walked quietly outside the restaurant, saw Hong Wu feeding the horse, and leaned over slowly.

"Why, calm down?" Hong Wu threw the fodder into the manger, "What did the prince punish you for?"

Hei Qi's face turned green and pale, he held his breath and said, "Twenty army sticks."

"It's fine."

"...Stay in Shangjing, and you are not allowed to return to Youyun Sixteen Continents."

"Huh?" Hong Wu's movements paused, and then he understood, "Sure."

Hei Qi crossed his arms and squatted in front of the manger, while watching Hong Wu feeding the horse, he murmured in a low voice: "I just don't understand."

"Don't understand what?"

"I don't understand what the little prince means." Hei Qi kicked away a piece of horse grass that rolled to his feet, "Not long ago, he clearly wanted to marry into the East Palace, but he didn't see our prince at all in his eyes. ,how come……"

Hong Wu took over the conversation: "How could there be a estrangement with the prince within a few days?"

Hei Qi nodded hurriedly.

"Haven't you heard about Yue Ji?" Hong Wu seemed to have expected that he would ask this question, "You don't know what kind of person the young master is, do you?"

Xia Chaosheng has a fierce temper, and when he wanted to marry into the East Palace, he tried his best, even his life.

Because he was a good man when Mu Rushou.

But now, there is a pregnant Di girl beside the prince, and when Di girl was taken into the East Palace, it was the time when His Majesty bestowed the marriage.

When I was desperately working hard for my marriage, the "Ruyi Langjun" was intoxicated with tenderness, and no one could accept such a betrayal.

What's more, the most affectionate and sexual young master?

It is his generosity not to bear any grudges against His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.

"Others can't think of this, so that's all." Hong Wu patted Hei Qi on the shoulder, with a serious expression, "You and I always serve the prince, so don't think about it anymore."

"But the great cause of the prince..." Hei Qi also thought of this, bowed his head in shame, and gritted his teeth unwillingly for a moment, "If the princess knew, would she..."

"The lord has the lord's consideration." Hong Wu couldn't help frowning when he heard the deep distrust in his words, "Hei Qi, the lord can see the situation in the court more clearly than you and I. The princess was born in the Marquis's mansion. You are not someone who is waiting for you, why are you always worried?"

"My lord has come this far, how much you have paid, you and I are all in the eyes, I am always worried..." Hei Qi thought of Xia Chaosheng's face, his expression was tangled, "The princess is not a woman after all. In the future, the lord will succeed in his career. Are you willing to be trapped in the harem and be a male queen ridiculed by the world?"

Seeing that he was talking too much, Hong Wu said harshly: "Black Seven, be careful!"

Hei Qi poked his neck fearlessly, and asked back: "What's wrong with my words? The princess was born in the Marquis Mansion, and his father Xia Rongshan, the Marquis of the State, held a heavy army and guarded the nineteen counties of Jingye. The family has a different heart..."

Whether it was to inform the king of Liang, or to have the same thoughts as the prince, for Mu Rugui, the previous planning and forbearance were all in vain.

Black Seven's words are well-founded, but Red Friday has nothing to say.

Hei Qi said again: "Before, when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knelt in front of the Golden Luan Hall for the sake of the princess, there were rumors in the capital that the princess's appearance was too coquettish and deceptive. If she really married into the East Palace, she would become a male queen in the future. It will definitely cause a bloodbath and a catastrophe."

Hearing the words, Hong Wu finally came back to his senses, stretched out his hand and pushed Hei Qi out of the stables irritably: "People say it's others... There are many people in the Pei family with outstanding looks. Mrs. Zhen Guohou was also famous in Beijing when she was young. Does it affect my girder?"

"The rumors in the market are ignorant. You have been by the prince's side for many years, but you are still affected. You are really stupid." Hong Wu sneered again and again, "If you think the prince is a person who is greedy for beauty, leave the palace now, no one will stop you. "

"My life was saved by the prince, and the grace of saving my life has not been repaid, how can I leave?"

"Since you still remember the prince's life-saving grace, why do you still doubt the princess?"

"I..." Hei Qi was blushed by Hong Wu's words, clenched his fists, and said, "Forget it, after you follow the prince back to Youyun Sixteen Continents, remember to ask the prince to find the doctor Xue to get the antidote for the leg injury. "

Then he ran away without a trace.

Hong Wu brushed off the ashes on the hem of his clothes, and said to himself: "Do you still need to remind me?"

Even if Hong Wu didn't remind him, Xia Chaosheng was still thinking about Uncle Jiu's leg injury.

Because Mu Rugui deliberately concealed it, to this day, he still doesn't know what happened to Uncle Jiu's leg injury.

Xia Chao raw food sipped hot soup without taste, thinking, no matter what, before going to Youyun Sixteen Continents, he had to figure this out.

"Young Lord, something seems to have happened down here." Just as she was thinking, Qiu Chan, who was replacing the charcoal for Xia Chaosheng's hand stove, came back bouncing, "Someone beat someone by the back door."

"Beat someone?" Xia Chaosheng put down the spoon and asked suspiciously, "Did you see clearly?"

He came to a famous restaurant in the capital, it was not too late at this moment, and the Jinwu Guards were still patrolling the city, how could someone beat someone in the street?Xia Hua helped Xia Zhaosheng peel the shrimp with clean chopsticks, while peeling, echoed: "Don't miss it... It must be a servant of some family who did something wrong, was reprimanded by the master, and was beaten a few more times." , what's so strange?"

Which one has no rules?

But Qiu Chan shook her head, put the hand stove into Xia Chaosheng's hand, and continued to explain: "I stood aside and listened secretly for a while, and the one who was beaten was a young master."

"My lord?" Xia Chaosheng put down his chopsticks, "Xia Hua, pour Qiu Chan a bowl of tea. Qiu Chan, tell me carefully what's going on."

Xia Hua poured Qiu Chan a bowl of tea according to her words, Qiu Chan took it, drank it all in one gulp, then stood in front of the screen, and told what she had heard and seen in detail.

It turned out that Qiu Chan noticed something strange while waiting for the charcoal fire to heat up.

The backyard of the restaurant was sparsely populated, and Qiu Chan squatted in front of the stove, roasting her hands, drowsy, and in a trance, a few suppressed low coughs came from her ears.

She served beside the little marquis, and she was extremely sensitive to coughing, and woke up almost as soon as she heard the strange noise.

The cold wind was blowing Qiu Chan's clothes, she rubbed her eyes, first she followed the voice she heard while half asleep, but she saw nothing except the messy firewood piled in the yard.

Qiu Chan withdrew her gaze and fiddled with the red-hot charcoal fire with iron tongs. She thought that maybe she was too worried about the young master, so she also heard coughing while dreaming.

But soon, more painful gasps came from the wind.

"Who?" Qiu Chan jumped up from the stove in panic, looked around, "Come out!"

She grew up in the Hou's mansion, and she was more courageous than ordinary servants. She didn't get a response, so she immediately searched for firewood with her skirt on her hem.

The groaning sound was intermittent, high and low, and Qiu Chan turned over the firewood before realizing that the person making the sound was behind the courtyard wall of the restaurant.

"The door of the backyard is locked, and the maid was going to climb over the wall and go out to have a look." Qiu Chan poured herself another bowl of tea, recalling dryly, "Who knows, there are suddenly footsteps outside the courtyard, and there are people walking Talk, what to say...'If the young master continues to persist in his obsession, we will have to deal with it'."

After Xia Chaosheng heard this, he couldn't take it anymore: "And then?"

"Then... and then the slaves came to look for the young master." Qiu Chan pulled her sleeves shyly, "Little master, shall we go and see?"

"Of course it depends."

Qiu Chan was overjoyed, and supported Xia Chaosheng, leading him the way: "Young Lord, come this way, I don't know if he's still outside the courtyard wall...but I heard people's voices near here. "

Xia Chaosheng walked to the backyard of the restaurant, and it was exactly as Qiu Chan described, full of firewood, and the courtyard door was closed.

"Young Lord, let the slaves go and have a look."

With Xia Chaosheng's approval, Xia Hua immediately stepped back half a step, stepped on the pile of firewood, hooked the courtyard wall with one hand, her figure was as light as a swallow, and she turned over the courtyard wall in the blink of an eye.

"How?" Qiu Chan asked impatiently.

Xia Hua was silent for a moment: "Young Master, there are indeed bloodstains outside the wall."

"Is there really blood?" Xia Chaosheng's expression gradually became serious, "Can you see where the blood is going?"

"No." Xia Hua was silent for a while, "Young Master, there is only a little blood stain left under the wall. It seems that the trace has been deliberately covered up, maybe I don't want others to catch up with the blood stain."

"...Unless we ask special personnel to investigate, we may not be able to trace its traces alone."

Xia Chaosheng heard the words and knew that the person who was beaten had either fled or was taken away, so he simply called the waiter of the restaurant and asked him to open the door of the backyard.

The shop waiter didn't push back, and took the key graciously, and opened the backyard door for Xia Chaosheng.

Two carriages stopped quietly outside the door.

"This is..." Xia Chaosheng didn't have time to look at the blood on the ground, but because he saw the carriage of the palace, his eyes widened slightly.

With his hands in his hands, he walked around the carriage twice with a tense face.

"Young Lord, maybe the prince is also in the restaurant today." Xia Hua stood aside and said softly, "Didn't the waiter just say that all the private rooms in the restaurant are occupied by nobles today?"

"Was it made by the prince?" Xia Chaosheng frowned imperceptibly, and there was a slight dissatisfaction in his tone, "He didn't tell me."

"Young Master, you didn't even ask!" Qiu Chan muttered heartlessly, before she could finish her sentence, she was pulled behind her by Xia Hua.

Xia Hua asked: "Young Lord, since the Lord is here, do you have to wait?"

"My lord must have something important to do." Xia Chaosheng suppressed the soreness in his heart, waved his hands and walked back, "Let's go back by ourselves."

If he was waiting in the restaurant, it seemed that he was worried about Uncle Jiu.

"That's fine, I'll call Hong Wu to drive the carriage here." Qiu Chan broke free from Xia Hua's hand and ran into the restaurant nimbly.

Xia Hua waited for her to go away, and sighed silently: "Young Master, don't take Qiu Chan's words to heart."

"She's right." Xia Chaosheng smiled indifferently, holding the stove in his hand, and when he was about to walk back, a familiar voice came from the restaurant.

"Lord Qin, go slowly."

"Your Highness is polite."

Mu Rugui's deep and hoarse voice was extremely cold in the north wind.

Xia Chaosheng and Xia Hua looked at each other, his body reacted before his brain—he climbed into the carriage of the palace, and got in without hesitation.

If outsiders see him standing beside Mu Rugui's carriage, he must think that he is worried about the Ninth Prince, and even follows him out to socialize.

That's a shame!

Seeing Xia Chaosheng hid in the carriage, Xia Hua also quietly climbed up the branches, holding her breath, and looked at the Ninth Prince who came out of the restaurant.

Today's Mu Rugui is different from the past, exuding a compelling aura.

The middle-aged man beside him had a careless smile on his face. He obviously didn't want to smile, but because of his status, he had to.

"Lord Qin, think twice about the matter just now." Mu Rugui walked to the side of the carriage, paused slightly, looked at the attendant beside him without any trace, and glanced hurriedly across the trees outside the courtyard.

Several hidden guards hidden in the crowd left quietly.

The middle-aged man known as "Lord Qin" didn't notice it, and bowed his hands: "Lord Lao is worried, after the official returns, he must consider it carefully."

Mu Rugui narrowed his eyes, heard the evasion in Master Qin's words, and pursed his thin lips into a line: "Master Qin..."

"My lord!" His words were abruptly interrupted by the attendants beside Lord Qin.

"My lord, the young master is gone!"

"What?!" Regardless of Mu Rugui's side, Master Qin turned around in a panic, climbed into the carriage with great effort, opened the curtain, looked at the empty carriage, and turned pale with shock, "Where's the person?!"

"I don't know the little one, the young master clearly..."

"Hurry up and look for it?" Lord Qin climbed off the carriage with a pale face, forced a smile, "Your lord is so naughty, the prince will laugh at you."

"It's okay." Mu Rugui lowered his eyes, looking thoughtfully at the shallow footprints beside the carriage.

Lord Qin's eyes also fell on the carriage of the palace.

He seemed to have thought of something, his face flushed suddenly, and he took several deep breaths before he suppressed the anger in his heart, and bowed to Mu Rugui sullenly: "My lord, can... can I let the next official take a look at you?" carriage?"

"My son... my son may..."

Mu Rugui stood by the carriage with his hands behind his hands, and said "Yes" in a neutral manner: "Master Qin wants to search for the carriage of the king?"

Mr. Qin froze, and said bravely: "My lord, if the child is really in your carriage, it will be the crime of the inferior official."

"Please...please also ask the prince to show mercy."

Mu Rugui was unmoved, and stood there without saying a word, his body even colder.

At the moment of the stalemate, there was a soft sound from inside the carriage of the palace.

"Who?!" Mu Rugui's attendants all drew their swords.

Master Qin felt relieved, secretly wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and yelled angrily with a straight face: "You bastard, why don't you get out of the prince's carriage?"

The curtain trembled slightly with the wind.

The people in the carriage were unmoved.

"Forgive me, my lord. This traitor is really hateful... Your servant will personally grab him!" Master Qin lifted up his clothes and awkwardly climbed into the carriage of the palace. the car curtain.

"My lord, it's... me."

The magnificent young man wrapped in a red cloak jumped out of the carriage, his cheeks were like snow, and mist rose from his eyes.

If it wasn't Xia Chaosheng, who else?

"Lord Qin." He saluted, and rolled up his collar indistinctly, to cover up the faint red mark on his neck from the pressure of the dagger.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-08-2018:54:07~2020-08-2118:14:06期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 3 for Hua Xiangyan; 2 for Nervous Yuumi;

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