Reborn as a King in the Hand

Xia Chaosheng gritted his teeth.

Mu Rugui's hand seemed to have found its home, and it fell comfortably.

After all, he was too young, even though he had already had physical contact with Uncle Jiu, for a moment, because he was too nervous, he couldn't react, so he lowered his head slightly, curled up in Mu Rugui's arms, and slowly Tuntun blushed, like a little quail not daring to look up.

Mu Rugui pinched the tail feathers of the little quail, and the little quail shrank into a fluffy ball in an instant.

"Princess, the son of the Yushi doctor's family has handed you a greeting card."

In the end, it was Xia Hua who saved him from the embarrassing atmosphere.

Xia Chaosheng rolled into the quilt and rustled to the side of the bed, fearing that Mu Rugui would make trouble again, he rushed to the back of the screen with a brisk stride, revealing two sparkling eyes: "Uncle Nine, I... Go see Chai Wenxuan."

Mu Rugui sat on the bed, watched him changing clothes behind the screen, ran out of the bedroom step by step, and then moved his stiff fingers.

...so soft.

Sure enough, Chai Wenxuan handed over the greeting card and brought several carts of gifts.

When Xia Chaosheng entered the main room, Young Master Chai was talking to Qiu Chan, and with a few words, he amused the maid.

"Ahem." He interrupted Chai Wenxuan, "What is your intention in sending so many things to the palace?"

Chai Wenxuan stood up following the sound, and saluted with a smile: "Greetings to the princess."

"I don't dare to accept your gift." Xia Chaosheng sat down and pointed in the direction of the imperial city meaningfully, "Aren't you afraid that Your Majesty will be suspicious?"

"What are you afraid of?" Chai Wenxuan grinned, "Our relationship is not normal now!"

"how?"

"My father went to court today and cried a lot in the court hall." Chai Wenxuan leaned in front of him like a treasure, "Your Majesty was so tired of crying that he had no choice but to make my sister the princess... You married the prince, my sister It’s the princess, that’s not considered to be related, what else is considered related?”

Subdued by Chai Wenxuan's fallacy, Xia Chaosheng silently held the teacup in his hand and took a sip of the warm tea.

"However, I came to look for you today because I still have a business to do." Chai Wenxuan also took a sip of tea and tentatively said, "I want to know why the prince refused my father's request for assistance."

Xia Chaosheng let out a "huh" and slowly put his hands into the armholes.

He could roughly guess what Mu Rugui was thinking, but he couldn't express it directly.

Chai Wenxuan was not a fool either. Seeing Xia Chaosheng pursed his lips and said nothing, he sighed silently, and then changed the subject: "I think back then, our two families were very close."

Xia Chaosheng nodded slightly: "Yes."

"If you hadn't followed His Royal Highness the former Crown Prince..." Chai Wenxuan stopped talking in time, "I might say, my father really wants to marry Ashu to you."

Xia Chaosheng pondered for a moment, thinking of the Chai family who had always been alone, he narrowed his eyes.

Mu Rugui, who was one step behind Xia Chaosheng and was about to push the door, froze in place.

Chai Wenxuan was still muttering: "The family is right, and my sister likes you again. If it weren't for the current situation... Maybe my father would really go directly to the court to test your father's intentions."

As for what Zhen Guohou would think, that's another story.

Anyway, at this moment, Mu Rugui already regretted letting Xia Chaosheng give birth to the bedroom door.

However, after hearing what Chai Wenxuan said, Xia Chaosheng did not refute, but kept laughing: "You have always liked to talk nonsense since you were a child."

"Where's the nonsense? After my father returned home yesterday, he shook his head. It looks like he regretted it."

"Regret what?"

"I regret that I didn't test the meaning of Zhen Guohou at the beginning!" Chai Wenxuan spread his hands, "If we tried it first, our two families might really get married!"

Xia Chaosheng laughed and shook his head: "No, I used to follow the prince, Master Chai will not marry his daughter to me."

The atmosphere froze for a moment, only the tea smoke curled up.

Chai Wenxuan couldn't hold back his temper, drank two sips of tea, and said: "Chaosheng... I'll call you that. Back then, how did you fall in love with the prince? He...he is simply..."

Xia Chaosheng retorted unceremoniously: "I thought he was good at the beginning, but I was not the only one. Didn't you collect a bunch of poems praising him and read them to me?"

Chai Wenxuan blushed instantly, choked on the tea and coughed again and again: "You...how do you...remember?"

"You remember the shitty things I did, so I can't remember the things you did?"

"you you……"

Chai Wenxuan was almost cross-eyed with anger, and later realized that no matter whether Xia Chao had taken Yizi medicine or not, he would not be able to please him, so he reluctantly gave in: "Okay Well, I won’t talk about it in the future.”

They took a few more sips of tea quietly.

Chai Wenxuan became curious, and asked in a low voice, "Chaosheng, how is your lord treating you?"

"Okay." Xia Zhaosheng held the teacup in both hands, and there was a faint mist in his eyes, just like exquisite porcelain, "What's wrong?"

"It is said outside that the prince has a cruel temperament and likes to beat people, you..."

"With my body, if the prince really likes to beat people, he would have died hundreds of times earlier." Xia Chaosheng interrupted Chai Wenxuan's nonsense, and said helplessly, "What exactly are you trying to say when you come to see me today?"

Chai Wenxuan showed embarrassment, rubbed the teacup with both hands, and murmured embarrassedly: "We haven't talked properly for a long time."

Xia Chaosheng was taken aback.

"Since you chose to follow the former Crown Prince, my father forbade me to get close to you." Chai Wenxuan paused, "The Chai family has never been involved in party disputes, and my father loves Mingzhe to protect himself. I hope you understand."

"Master Chai made the right choice."

"Besides, today is not the same as before." Chai Wenxuan's expression changed, and he said happily, "It's so boring without you in Shangjing, I will definitely come to the palace to bother you every day from now on."

Xia Chaosheng: "..."

Mu Rugui: "..."

Xia Chaosheng ate several plates of pastries with Chai Wenxuan.

The young master of the Chai family drank the tea out of wine, dragged him, cried and said that since he cut off contact with the Zhen Guohou's mansion, he had been free in the mansion.

"Father is very strict." Chai Wenxuan picked up the teacup and drank it in one gulp. "Every time I was locked up in the mansion to study hard, I always think of you...the way you took me out of the palace wall, so chic and handsome!"

Xia Chaosheng: "..."

He couldn't bear it and stuffed the sweet cake into Chai Wenxuan's chattering mouth.

Chai Wenxuan said vaguely: "And...uh...and when you burned off Mr.'s beard...uh..."

"It's getting late, and there are a lot of things in the mansion, so I won't keep you for lunch." Xia Chaosheng stood up with a half-smile, and angrily called Qiu Chan, who was holding back a smile, "Send Mr. Chai out of the mansion! "

"Don't worry, the dim sum in Wangfu is delicious, I haven't..."

"Qiu Chan, help Mr. Chai wrap up the dim sum!"

Chai Wenxuan reluctantly pushed the door open, and said "Chaosheng" on his lips. Mu Rugui, who was standing in front of the door, abruptly frightened him into a short exclamation: "Wang... Wang Ye..."

Mu Rugui stood outside the main room for an unknown amount of time, with a thin layer of snow falling on his shoulders.

"Uncle Jiu?" Xia Chaosheng who was in the main room also exclaimed, "Why are you here?"

Mu Rugui said in his heart, if you don't come, maybe you will make up with me, but with a calm expression on his face, he stretched out his hand: "You are not good at the stove."

Xia Chaosheng's heart felt hot, and he ran over to pick up the hand stove.

Chai Wenxuan watched clearly from the side, Xia Chaosheng's ears were blushing, and he was standing under the eaves, hesitant to speak.

I only heard Mu Rugui say: "The stove is not lit in the main room, go back with me."

Xia Chaosheng really nodded obediently, and followed the Ninth Prince out of the house, totally different from the fearless little duke he remembered.

Chai Wenxuan was about to say what was on his mind, but before he could say it, he felt a cold gaze——Mu Rugui was staring at him coldly.

Chai Wenxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly realized that if he really said what he said, the tongue in his mouth might not belong to him.

After Xia Chaosheng walked away, Qiu Chan kindly reminded from the side: "My lord, it's time to go."

Only then did Chai Wenxuan slowly regain his senses.

This Ninth Prince... looks really vicious.

Xia Chaosheng didn't know that Mu Rugui's unilateral relationship with Chai Wenxuan was turbulent.

He took Uncle Jiu's hand, carefully avoiding the gradually melting snow on the ground.

"Uncle Jiu, do you not trust the Chai family?"

"It's not that I don't trust you." Seeing that he was walking hard, Mu Rugui simply hugged him up, "It's that it's unnecessary."

Xia Chaosheng was slightly startled.

He found a trace of arrogance in Uncle Jiu's eyes that was very similar to his previous life.

It was the indifference and loneliness that Mu Rugui only had after sitting on the dragon chair.

Xia Chaosheng's heart tightened, and he put his arms around Uncle Jiu's neck.

"Chaosheng..." Mu Rugui thought slightly, "Are you..."

"Uncle Nine is fine no matter what." He took the initiative, "I will accompany you."

Mu Rugui hugged Xia Chaosheng even tighter.

He finally walked that dangerous road no longer alone.

The tide of emotion surging in Xia Chaosheng's heart disappeared until he was placed on the couch again, and a familiar touch appeared on the back of his waist.

He tensed his body and said tremblingly: "Uncle Nine, God... It's not dark yet."

Isn't this prostitution in the daytime?

Mu Rugui covered Xia Chaosheng's eyes with his hands, and said solemnly, "It's getting dark."

He was annoyed and shy at the same time, his frantically trembling eyelashes revealed the emotions in his heart.

Mu Rugui didn't give Xia Chaosheng any chance to resist, and turned over and descended directly.

"If I don't marry you." Mu Rugui bowed his head next to his ear and asked in a hoarse voice, "Will you marry the prostitute of the Chai family?"

Xia Chaosheng blushed and wanted to explain, but the soft flesh on his waist was pinched.

He groaned and curled up into a ball, burying his face in his arms like a quail.

Mu Rugui squeezed his wrist, making him avoid it: "If I don't marry you, who will you marry?"

How did Xia Chaosheng know who he would marry?

Except for the feeling of being deceived, he has never been tempted by anyone other than Mu Rugui, so he has never known the noble daughter in the capital.

Now that Mu Rugui was pressing every step of the way, he was annoyed and aggrieved, he couldn't help but raised his leg, and touched Uncle Jiu's knee.

Mu Rugui groaned and fell on Xia Chaosheng.

"Uncle Ninth?!" He was startled, hugged Mu Rugui's neck, and said anxiously, "I...I didn't use any strength."

Mu Rugui remained silent.

Xia Chaosheng panicked completely: "Uncle Jiu..."

His eyes were slightly red, and he lowered his head to find Mu Rugui's lips to kiss.

Unexpectedly, Mu Rugui jumped up suddenly, and tore off his robe in twos and threes.

Xia Chaosheng: "..."

Xia Chaosheng turned into a little quail again, barely covering his body with his wings, only showing his slightly trembling tail.

Mu Rugui concentrated on stroking his tail feathers, his slender fingers shuttled back and forth on the feathers, until the little quail in his arms stretched its wings tremblingly, and then held his tail wet with tears again.

Xia Chaosheng froze and completely lost his mind.

It wasn't until the afternoon that he tremblingly climbed down from the couch, and without looking at Mu Rugui, wrapped in his clothes, he staggered out of the bedroom.

Seeing that Xia Hua and Qiu Chan had followed, Mu Rugui didn't worry. Unexpectedly, when he was lighting the lamp, he heard Hong Wu come to report that the princess had brought the maids back to the Hou's mansion.

"When did you go back to the Hou's Mansion?" The scroll in Mu Rugui's hand fell to the desk with a "slap", "Bei Ma, I am going to the Hou's Mansion!"

Hong Wu hurriedly stopped him: "My lord, it's not proper for you to go to the Marquis's mansion at this time."

"Why isn't it proper?" Mu Rugui pushed Hong Wu away and walked quickly to the door. Seeing him not moving, there was a strong irritability in his brows, "Why don't you hurry up and prepare the horse?"

Hong Wu had no choice but to follow, and brought the horse for Mu Rugui.

And Xia Chaosheng, who slipped back to the Hou's mansion, just finished his dinner, was pointed at the nose by Mrs. Pei, and helplessly taught him a lesson.

Mrs. Pei was startled when she heard a servant say that when Xia Chaosheng came back from the palace.

Today is not a big day on the [-]th day of the Lunar New Year. He went back to the Marquis Mansion alone. Could it be that he was angered by the Prince's Mansion?

Mrs. Pei hurried to the main room, took Xia Chaosheng to look from head to toe, and was relieved after confirming that he didn't lose even a single hair.

"You went back to the Hou Mansion, did you tell the prince?"

Xia Chaosheng shook his head guiltily.

Mrs. Pei had expected it a long time ago, seeing him admit it, she still couldn't hold back, and sighed: "You!"

"Mother, I...I just miss you." Xia Chaosheng explained embarrassingly, "It has nothing to do with the prince."

"How could it be irrelevant?" Mrs. Pei broke his lie with one word, "You are a piece of meat that jumped out of my mother's stomach, how can my mother not know you?"

Mrs. Pei's eyes fell on Xia Chaosheng's neck, and her heart skipped a beat.

He still didn't know that he had missed the trap, so he whispered: "My lord treats me very well, but... just sometimes too..."

Thinking of what happened during the day, Xia Chaosheng's ears were blushing, and he couldn't speak anymore, so he kept yelling that he was hungry.

"Mother, let me have dinner first." He pleaded softly, "I'll go back after I finish eating, isn't it okay?"

Mrs. Pei had no choice but to accuse Xia Chaosheng of being unruly, but she still made his favorite soup by herself.

Xia Rongshan came here after hearing the news, his attitude was completely different from Mrs. Pei's.

"Come back whenever you want!" Zhen Guohou waved his hand and said, "The Hou's mansion is the home of the birth son, so why don't you allow him to go home?"

Xia Chaosheng nodded with a smile while drinking the soup.

The more Xia Rongshan talked, the more excited he became. Thinking of what happened in the court earlier, he sighed endlessly: "The daughter of Chai Yihong originally wanted to marry our family and have children."

The smile froze at the corner of Xia Zhaosheng's mouth.

He almost spit out the soup in his mouth.

Mrs. Pei also raised her head in amazement: "Censor Chai Yihong?... I remember that he does have a beloved daughter under his lap. What's her name?"

Mrs. Pei's eyes fell on Xia Chaosheng.

He bit the bullet and answered, "Chai Shu."

"Yes, Chai Shu." Mrs. Pei gently wiped her mouth with a handkerchief, revealing an inscrutable smile.

The Hou Ye, one big and one small, in the mansion couldn't figure out the Guan Qiao, so could Mrs. Pei not guess it?

Xia Chaosheng sneaked back to the Hou Mansion, it must be because the news about Chai Shu reached the ears of the prince.

Emotional matters, say simple and simple, say complicated and complicated.

Mrs. Pei knew that her son once poured all his affections on the useless Mu Ruqi, but now he was afraid that he would be bitten by a snake for ten years and would never dare to talk to the prince again.

Mrs. Pei sighed and didn't remind Xia Zhaosheng how to get along with Mu Rugui.

Children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren.

Besides, she was quite happy to watch the prince suffer. Isn't this son-in-law much better than the deposed Prince Laoshi?

Besides, Xia Chaosheng, after hearing what his father said, he was obviously not guilty anymore, but after dinner, he returned to the bedroom, stared at his bed, and felt inexplicable melancholy again.

Damn right.Even if he really wanted to go back to Hou Mansion, he had to tell Uncle Jiu in advance.

But Xia Chaosheng thought about it again, how should I say it?

Do you want to say that you don't want to be promiscuous in the daytime, so you go back to the Hou's mansion to hide?

As soon as this thought came to him, he covered his face with a flushed face, refusing to think about it any more.

In two lifetimes, Xia Chaosheng encountered such a situation for the first time.

It turns out... the joy of fish and water, there is happiness and distress.

On this side, he rolled around excitedly on the couch, on the other side, Mu Rugui tightened the reins and came to the courtyard wall of the Hou Mansion.

...Not long ago, Xia Chaosheng fell into his arms from the courtyard wall.

An ominous premonition welled up in Hong Wu's heart: "My lord, you won't want..."

Mu Rugui got off his horse neatly, looked at the towering wall, and asked, "If I hand over the greeting card now, what will happen to Zhen Guohou?"

Hong Wu answered honestly: "Master Hou is afraid that he will withhold Wang Ye's post and show it to Wang Hao the next day."

Mu Rugui nodded, took half a step back, hooked the courtyard wall with one hand, turned over and jumped up: "Since this is the case, I might as well find a chance to meet the princess myself."

The majestic Ninth Prince stood on the top of the wall, holding on to a withered plum branch, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior: "I also saved a lot of unnecessary etiquette."

"But..." Hong Wu was about to say something more, but Mu Rugui's figure had disappeared into the night.

He stamped his feet in frustration, hesitating between following and leaving.

In the silent night, there was a sudden knocking sound.

Hong Wu had no choice but to hold the rein, and left in a hurry before the night guard found him.

Mu Rugui, who climbed over the courtyard wall, walked through the garden with ease, and soon found Xia Chaosheng's window.

He wanted to sneak in secretly, but he didn't expect that Xia Chaosheng's room was still lit.

Mu Rugui hesitated for a moment, although he was curious like a cat scratching, he still didn't open the window secretly.

But his hearing was far beyond human comparison, and he keenly captured the subtle chewing sounds.

"Young Lord, why are you eating sweet cakes on the couch?" After returning to the Hou Mansion, Xia Hua's address to Xia Chaosheng naturally changed back, with a bit of exasperated annoyance in her voice, "That's the servant girl who is going to bring me tomorrow." Those who are going back to the palace, you are eating now, what will you eat when you go back?"

Xia Chaosheng's cheeks were stuffed, and he said vaguely, "Why don't you do it again."

"Your maidservant can do it, but the maidservant has to go to several places to buy the ingredients for these."

"Good Xia Hua, when I get back to the palace, I'll ask Hong Wu to run errands for you."

"Young Master said it lightly." Xia Hua sighed, and seemed to put away something, "But madam told me that it is not easy for the young master to eat sweet cakes, and the rest will be collected for you first." Woke up."

Xia Chaosheng snorted dissatisfied.

Xia Hua moved out Madam Pei again: "Madam asked me just now, did the young master take care of his health when he was in the palace..."

There was a brief silence in the room.

For a moment, Xia Zhaosheng murmured guiltily, "Ninth Uncle didn't let me eat a lot of sweet cakes either."

"When I was in the palace, the young master did not eat many sweet cakes." Xia Hua smiled and said, "But that's because the prince found all the delicious food for you. When you are in the palace, you don't care for slaves making it yourself. Sweet cake."

Xia Chaosheng fell silent again.

Mu Rugui treated him really well.

So good that he wanted the moon in the sky, and Mu Rugui was willing to pick it for him.

Xia Chaosheng chewed on the sweet cake, and found that his heart was empty, and the wind was leaking.

"I want to go back to the palace." He murmured in a low voice.

Xia Hua didn't hear clearly at first: "Young Lord, what are you talking about?"

"I...I want to go back to the palace."

"Young Master!" Xia Hua was startled, "Don't even look at it, what time is it, even if you want to go back to the Hou's Mansion, Master Hou and Madam will not agree!"

Xia Chaosheng also knew that he could not leave the Hou's Mansion, so he hugged the quilt in a daze: "Xia Hua, tell me, will Uncle Jiu be angry when he knows that I have returned to the Hou's Mansion?"

What he wanted to ask was actually whether Uncle Jiu would come to the Hou's mansion, but when he thought about it carefully, he knew that...it seemed too impolite.

Not to mention whether his father would be angry if he handed in the greeting card in the middle of the night, even if Mu Rugui behaved perversely, he might not be able to make such a move.

"Forget it, blow out the light." Xia Chaosheng lowered his eyes in disappointment, curled up on the bed, and hugged his quilt tightly.

Xia Hua blew out the candles in the bedroom one by one.

In the end, only the faint and warm orange light from the fireplace in front of the couch remained in the room.

Xia Chaosheng stared at Mars for a while, feeling cold for no reason.

His body is actually much better than before, but he just feels cold.

Without Mu Rugui, he would be cold no matter what.

Xia Zhaosheng felt a trace of remorse in his heart, buried his face in the brocade quilt, and let out a suffocated breath.

Return to the palace early tomorrow morning.

He said to himself in his heart.

There were soft footsteps in the wind.

Xia Zhaosheng thought it was Xia Hua, so he didn't open his eyes, until his mouth was covered by rough hands, and he struggled in a panic.

"Chaosheng, it's me."

The scorching hot breath lingered in Xia Chaosheng's ears, and a tall figure shrouded him through the night.

It's Uncle Nine.

Xia Zhaosheng's eyes lit up, not only did he not struggle, but he also took the initiative to put his arms around Mu Rugui's neck.

"Uncle Jiu." He was so excited that he hugged Mu Rugui's arms, "My father... my father actually let you in?"

When Mu Rugui heard the words, his body froze slightly.

Xia Chaosheng also realized that something was wrong, and suddenly raised his head: "Uncle Jiu..."

"Cross/wall." Mu Rugui pressed his lips against his earlobe, and the words that came out of his mouth were like surging tides, "I...can't wait to see you."

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