Si Tian Guan

When Mu Jingzhao came to the door, he caught up with the carriage parked outside the door, and it seemed that the owner was planning to go out.

He insisted on blocking Liu Chongming under the hanging lotus column.

"Chongming, where's Xiao Shenzhou?"

"It's a coincidence that the prince came here. He's been sick these few days..." Liu Chongming seemed to have just discovered something, and asked with concern: "Is the prince not feeling well? His face doesn't look very good."

How could Mu Jingzhao get better? These few days, Gong Tong almost carried it with him, and his body was covered with a stench that even incense could not cover.

Losing a big ugly on the street that day was enough to make him not want to live, so he could not die, but his father announced him into the palace at this juncture. Fall, said sick at home.

The queen mother sent someone to scold him that day, saying that the emperor finally remembered his goodness and planned to send him a light and beautiful errand, but he was not up to the mark.

He was finally able to go out today, and he wanted to rush into the palace to plead guilty, but he still wanted to go around and take a look.

"Where's Little Shenzhou?" He didn't want to talk nonsense: "Hurry up, let me meet someone."

Liu Chongming showed embarrassment: "Speaking of it, I'm not afraid of the prince's jokes... This person, after all, eats whole grains. No matter how beautiful or ugly he is, there is always something shameful."

Mu Jingzhao was confused: "What do you mean?"

"He didn't know where to play a few days ago, he ate something dirty, and he came back with diarrhea. Now he is smelly and smelly. I have sent him to the ear room, and it is inconvenient to come out to see the prince now."

"..."

Mu Jingzhao retreated when he knew the difficulty, he had diarrhea for a few days, he knew how strong the smell was, he thought about it, stomped his feet hatefully, got in the car and left.

"You know now how much he stalks."

When Liu Chongming returned to the study, he saw that someone had covered his face with a book, and the chair under his buttocks was leaning back, with only two chair legs on the ground, shaking back and forth, enjoying the soft sunlight passing through the window paper.

He looked even more playful than those bastards outside.

"So what? I don't want to be entangled today. I'll be quiet today. I'll be entangled tomorrow. I'll talk about it tomorrow." A nonchalant voice came from under the book: "Besides, I belong to the prince, and the prince protects me."

Liu Chongming laughed, and dragged a chair to sit next to him. This position is really good, the sun is warm.

These words were true, but he did not believe that Qu Shenzhou would just let it go. The extremely lonely wild fox would not put his own future on others, even him.

"What divination was made for King Ning?" he asked.

"That tea shop," Qu Chenzhou was still shaking the legs of the chair, as if the rules and etiquette learned in the palace for more than ten years had been fed to the dog: "The tea shop will cause him some trouble, send him some errands. He If you annoy the emperor a little more, we will move forward one more step."

Without waiting for Liu Chongming to ask, he added: "Don't ask me why, I don't know either."

Since he said so, Liu Chongming didn't ask, and changed the question: "Shen Zhou, why do you rarely see you divination for me?"

Qu Chenzhou stopped shaking, and lifted the book covering his face, revealing a pair of eyes reflecting the sun.

"What hexagram?"

He ignored Liu Chongming's question, and put the book back again: "My lord, the hexagrams are poisonous. If you listen too much, you can't quit. If you don't have the hexagrams, you don't dare to take another step. I can't quit anymore. , since it is by your side, it will naturally help you seek good luck and avoid bad luck, and the rest, Shizi doesn't matter."

Although Liu Chongming knew that this was indeed the case, his curiosity was unavoidable: "Then... did I have any special divination?"

Qu Shenzhou was silent for a moment, then replied: "The man appointed by God."

Liu Chongming's heart tightened, and he understood why Qu Chenzhou said that it is best to rot many hexagrams in his stomach.

Seeing his solemn expression, Qu Chenzhou leaned over to him, the book fell on the ground, and a few hairs naughtily refused to be tied by the wooden hairpin, and itched on his face.

"My son guesses, this hexagram...is it saying that you are my destiny?"

Liu Chongming sneered, and with a flick of his hand, he wrapped Qu Shenzhou's half body on his lap as a pillow.

The sunlight steamed the fine dust in the study, and it was so quiet that you could hear their flying sound. This kind of intimacy was so natural to them, as if it had been rehearsed countless times.

"If you do this again," Liu Chongming flicked his fingers slightly, scratching his soft jaw, "I can't keep you innocent."

Qu Shenzhou made a gesture to get up, but was pushed back on his legs by him, so he simply borrowed his strength to lift up the two chair legs, shaking them tremblingly.

"Why don't you stay? Is this the speed? I like it faster."

Liu Chongming is no longer ignorant of this matter, and even has an unprecedented desire for this body, his face blushes immediately, and he puts one hand into the skirt of his clothes, ignoring the trembling of the person in his arms, and grope for the deadly part of the back waist The birthmark was caught in a panic.

"My lord, please forgive me..."

He had something on his mind, so he didn't continue to mess around, he just hugged him again and said softly: "Shen Zhou, I had a dream last night."

Qu Chenzhou's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately realized that he couldn't hide the tense posture of his whole body at this moment.

"Are you dreaming?" He slowly relaxed, "I often dream too."

Liu Chongming slowly rubbed his flat and soft belly with his palm, and asked slowly, "What would you dream of?"

What else could he dream of?Those things are unforgettable, how can a small jade pendant be completely forgotten.

Liu Chongming answered for him: "What happened in the past?"

Qu Chenzhou only swayed slightly, and asked, "What did Shi Zi dream about?"

"Maybe it happened in the past." Except for his brother and Shi Yan, this is the first time Liu Chongming mentioned it to outsiders: "It was a lot of mess."

"I dreamed of Jinxi Academy, and I dreamed that I met you there, maybe it was someone else, but I couldn't remember, so I replaced his face with you."

"I dreamed that Shi Yan brought people to arrest me, but Fang Wuyang shot me off the horse and died."

"I dreamed that I was standing far away from the Hou's Mansion, as if I was waiting for someone, and I saw thick smoke billowing there."

"Then there was a lot of turmoil. I don't know who I am or where I am. It's all in pieces that can't be pieced together."

"Someone told me that my sister died, and the Liu family and the Bai family are gone, but I don't know what happened, and who should I hate?"

Liu Chongming paused for a long time, but he still didn't reveal the lingering dream, so he lowered his head and asked softly, "Shen Zhou, tell me, is this my previous life?"

Qu Chenzhou raised his head, put his hands on his earlobe, slid along his cheeks to his neck, lightly put a finger into his bosom, hooked out the wrench hanging inside, and gently pulled it down.

"Your Majesty, the finger ring is a good thing." He stepped on the chair, stood up straight with his strength, walked around behind Liu Chongming, and put the finger ring on his thumb again: "Don't take it off next time."

Liu Chongming looked down at his hands, and left with the arms around his shoulders, taking away the pleasant smell together.

After taking a bath last night, he fell asleep before he had time to put on the finger ring under the pillow. The long-lost nightmare and sweetness surged like a flood breaking a bank.

Perhaps it was because he had been restrained for too long, and the scenes were like a revolving lantern, before he could see clearly, he left in a hurry.

After waking up from the dream, he sat in a daze for a long time before he realized that what troubled him was not the old things he had never met before, but the people around him.

He wanted to get closer to Qu Chenzhou, he wanted to show sincerity as much as possible, he wanted to be honest with others, he wanted to boldly take another hundred steps forward, in exchange for a hesitant step from the other party.

Although he didn't ask "Who are you" clearly this time, but the other party is so smart, it's impossible not to know.

But after Qu Shenzhou put his finger on for him, he only left a few words.

"My son, I was not a good person before, if you know more, you will be disappointed."

The two of them were basking in the sun, and they were still warm, but now there was only one person left in the study, and they felt a sense of coolness all their lives.

Liu Chongming finally just sighed and didn't stop anyone from leaving.

He felt that there must be a huge scar in Qu Chenzhou's heart, which cannot be touched.

Who hasn't had a little secret yet?This is the last time.

He put the wrench on his hand—since it was a good thing, he wouldn't take it off again.

Before entering the Kunning Palace, Mu Jingzhao knew that today's life would not be easy. As soon as he stepped over the threshold, he saw someone approaching aggressively, so he hurriedly hugged his head subconsciously.

This shameless gesture angered the queen even more.

Her sharp nails dug on Mu Jingzhao's wrist, she pulled one hand away, and slapped him without saying a word.

Mu Jingzhao staggered a few steps after being beaten, he didn't dare to disobey, so he could only kneel on the ground, crying in dissatisfaction in his voice: "Why did you hit me!"

"Why?" The queen was choked up by his naive question: "What good deeds have you done recently, you don't know? There are seven or eight books on Yushitai's impeachment, and you still pretend that nothing happened?"

"I..." Mu Jingzhao's voice weakened under the anger of his mother, but he insisted on defending himself.

"I didn't do anything wrong. The tea shop was shoddy, and I drank it once. I couldn't get up for a few days. I smashed his stall to take advantage of him. If I sue him for poisoning the prince, he will be ashamed." Not enough heads."

"Return the prince," the queen tapped his forehead hard: "If you continue to mess around like this, no name can save you. Do you know which shop opened that shop? Mu Jingde took a new concubine, That shop was opened by Mu Jingde for that woman's natal family! Otherwise, why do you think Yushitai would hold on to this!"

Mu Jingzhao was irritated, and stood up abruptly: "I still think it's some kind of cat or dog, but Mu Jingde is something! Finding bad luck for a bitch!"

The queen's heart ached, and one hand was raised.

Seeing that he was about to be slapped again, Mu Jingzhao hurriedly plopped down on his knees, his eyes blushing, "Since father finds me so unpleasant, why don't you just drive me away, why should I be humiliated for nothing?"

The queen put down her hand gently, and held him in her arms, and couldn't help but shed tears.

Mu Jingzhao couldn't stop crying.

"What's the point of doing this as a direct prince? Father doesn't even think about himself. If he wasn't raised under the name of the queen mother back then, how could he have a chance..."

"Shut up!" The queen's sadness dissipated, and she yelled unbearably, interrupting his words.

The palace servant who was close to him retreated early and drew down the curtain outside.

The queen opened the window a crack, looked outside, and gradually calmed down in the coolness that came over her face.

"Recently, you should be more diligent and do more things to please the emperor. Right now, everyone is busy arranging the spring banquet. You lost your previous errand, and you will take the initiative to ask for a supervisor later. When the spring banquet is beautiful, the emperor will naturally Give the credit to you."

Mu Jingzhao was full of displeasure, but under pressure, he still responded aggrievedly: "Yes."

"Over there at the tea shop, you can ask someone to tell him that he murdered you first, just a few papers, as long as you behave better in front of the emperor, your uncle will be able to suppress you."

"Mu Jingde is sincerely against you this time, and even dragged King Huai and Yu Shitai into trouble. However, King Huai's cowardly character, who is afraid of getting into trouble, will naturally back down when the limelight turns away."

"Mu Jingde's new Ren Rui is said to be a lunatic. If he doesn't use it well, he will be dead. It just so happens that King Qi has no Jiang Xingzhi now, so find someone smart..."

The queen stopped talking halfway through, still worried: "Leave this matter alone and focus on your errands."

Mu Jingzhao didn't dare to intervene, so he could only nod his head submissively, and after being taught a lesson for a while, he bowed his head and left to ask for errands.

The queen's mouth was dry, she picked up the teacup, and saw her son bowing his head and walking slowly from the window, the anger that had been suppressed for a long time finally rushed up, and dropped the teacup in his hand with a slap.

The accompanying maid Min Yue hurriedly opened the curtain and came in, ordering people to clean up the ground before she came forward to refill a cup of tea for her.

The empress hid her sourness behind her eyes, and after drinking a cup of tea, she asked, "Min Yue, did Jing Zhao come to ask me to collect my debts? It's a waste of me..."

Min Yue has been with her for several years, understands her suffering, and comforts her softly: "Your Majesty, don't worry too much, the prince is only young, and he will know your painstaking efforts in the future."

This has been said for many years, and the empress also knew that it could only be used as a consolation, so she paused for a long time and asked, "Is Xiyu's illness cured?"

Xiyu is Mrs. Liu's boudoir name.

Min Yue hurriedly replied: "I went to ask, and said that it was just a cold at first, and then it gradually became heavier. From the looks of it, I'm afraid it might not even be able to keep up with the spring feast."

So many things went wrong, the queen could only spit out a waste.

Min Yue held her breath for a long while, and seeing the queen's expression gradually softened, she asked softly: "My lady, do you still have to go to pay your respects to the queen mother today?"

"Greetings," the queen narrowed her eyes slightly, "Naturally."

The author has something to say: come early tomorrow! [Hysterical] If you lock it, you will be afraid that you will not be able to change it for a while! !