Si Tian Guan

"Which answer does the prince want to hear? Do you like it or not?"

Liu Chongming felt as if someone had seen through his thoughts, and became a little annoyed. He snorted coldly, "I'm just asking casually. Whether you like it or not is your own business, and it has nothing to do with me."

Qu Chenzhou didn't speak any more, he lowered his head and moved the contents of the paper box one by one, and touched them lovingly for a while.

"It's so rare?" Liu Chongming tried hard to force himself not to investigate too much, but Qu Shenzhou was sometimes weird, so he couldn't understand: "You live in the palace, and you have seen a lot of good things, how can you still see it?" on this?"

Qu Shenzhou lowered his eyes, hummed hastily, and felt that the pain was not so difficult, so he put the Eight Treasures Linglong Box in the cabinet, took out his inner and outer clothes, and looked at Liu Chongming.

"Is there anything else the prince wants me to do?"

"You want to go out?" This bright order to evict guests made people feel uncomfortable.

"I'm going to wash it, I'm sweating a lot."

Only then did Liu Chongming see that the clothes behind him were stuck to his body, and he could imagine how hard he had endured just now, so he quickly reached out to help him: "Can you walk, I'll take you there."

His lifting motion was natural, but Qu Shenzhou sat back on the bed and got away from his hand again.

"It's my good fortune to be looked at by the prince," Qu Chenzhou looked at him calmly, "but there is a difference between you and my master and slave. It's fine if you're in the room now. It's the same, and it was a waste of our efforts."

Liu Chongming was stunned, and was silent for a moment, seeing Qu Shenzhou took his clothes and went out, before reaching the door, he supported Mu Shi and took a breath.

"In such a hurry to wash?" He stepped forward a few steps, hugged him up, and asked coldly, "Are you in a hurry to wash, or is it an excuse to ask me to go?"

Qu Chenzhou closed his eyes and nestled in his arms, and breathed out the words in a relaxed breath: "Your Majesty's words are serious, how dare you be a slave."

This time the action was more intimate, but there was no struggle in his arms, Liu Chongming still couldn't be happy - in his opinion, Qu Chenzhou was just fulfilling his duty as a prostitute.

That was their agreement, other than that, Qu Shenzhou didn't agree with his overstepping.It's ridiculous to say that he is qualified to hold people in his arms, but he is not allowed to hold that hand on an equal footing.

Liu Chongming stood at the door for a while, then suppressed the unwillingness in his heart, lifted the curtain and went out with someone in his arms, and when he walked by the corridor, he deliberately stopped by the corridor, as if he was watching the scenery.

The servants passed by from time to time, Qu Chenzhou felt a little embarrassed, he clenched his clothes slightly, and turned his face to his chest, as if he didn't want others to see him.

"Shen Zhou," Liu Chongming lowered his head and lifted him up, and the distance between the two got closer: "Is it comfortable to hold him like this?"

Qu Chenzhou frowned slightly and didn't speak.

"Say it." Liu Chongming stepped on the guardrail with one foot, lifting him higher.

Their half bodies are only separated by two fists, their breathing blends together, the long hair on their shoulders hangs down on Qu Shenzhou's chest, if people from a distance take a first look, they will think that the two will kiss together in the next moment.

The servants who accidentally passed by did not give way one after another.

Qu Chenzhou raised his eyes to look at him.

He didn't evade, and said with a ruthless smile, "Such a jerky person, who can't even answer a word of flirting, how can I take it out after a year?"

"It's comfortable, it's so comfortable." Qu Chenzhou couldn't hide, and answered calmly with a blank face. After thinking for a moment, he asked again: "Your Majesty likes to be a prostitute?"

"I like it, who doesn't like it that's rough?" Liu Chongming stared at him and said, "Who would like a cold piece of hard wood, right?"

Qu Chenzhou lowered his eyelids, and replied unhurriedly: "I think each has its own advantages."

Liu Chongming sneered: "Sounds like you're praising yourself?"

"Aren't I worthy of praise?" Qu Shenzhou asked back.

"Overestimating one's abilities," Liu Chongming glanced at him, and was finally willing to move forward without teasing him: "You refused to answer just now, do you still remember him in your heart? You don't want to be hugged by others?"

Qu Chenzhou's heart skipped a beat, knowing who this "he" was talking about.

"is not it?"

"Shizi..." His tongue was a little astringent: "I can't possibly forget him..."

Liu Chongming was silent for a moment: "Do you want me to help you find him and meet him?"

Qu Shenzhou relaxed his body, leaning his head on his chest as if he was tired.

"Everything in the previous life dissipates like smoke, and they will meet together if they are destined. If there is no destiny in this life, there is no need to go back——I don't need to bother you."

With such an answer, Liu Chongming didn't know whether to be relieved or sad, so he walked out of the bathroom door in silence, and then asked again: "Then when you finally... died, did he come to save you?"

Qu Chenzhou's feet landed on the ground, and he left an answer for him before entering the door.

"I don't blame him."

When Liu Chongming was away, Qu Shenzhou naturally didn't use the bath, and Manager Lin asked him to prepare a wooden barrel for him behind the embroidered screen.

The water in the wooden barrel only reaches waist level, and the temperature is not high, lest the heat evaporate and melt the plaster on the face, and all this hard work will be in vain.

He took a look at himself through the bronze mirror on the wall.

Doctor Qin was right, it was really scary, even scarier than when he had scars all over his face.

The black ointment was applied to the wound, and the dark red ointment circled the swollen area, presumably the face covered by the ointment was quite terrifying.

Fortunately, Liu Chongming didn't feel sick, and he was willing to hug him.

The situation in front of him also made him confused and lost.

He knew Liu Chongming in his memory, but he was a little confused about the person in front of him. The off-hand teasing was not only like a hostile temptation, but also like a high-ranking mockery, as well as an illusion of elusiveness.

In that illusion, it was pure intimacy and liking.

Whether it is probing or ridiculing, he can take it calmly, only intimacy can only be kept at a respectful distance, no matter because of their status or for future plans.

What's more, he and Chongming still have a lifetime of entanglement and grievances that have not been resolved.

It would be fine if he was the only living dead person in this world. Maybe it would be an easy thing for everyone to forget the past.

But since Liu Chongming can say "Qianqiu Palace" and call him "Shen Zhouer", there are nine out of ten things in his previous life that cannot be vaguely dismissed.

If he could even remember Bai Shiyan's death, there might be more things that he couldn't hide in the future.

Although he still doesn't know where Liu Chongming learned about it, he has to make other plans for their future.

Ever since Bai Shiyan asked him that question, he has been thinking about the worst case scenario. Misfortunes come with blessings. This may be a life-and-death line.

He has done it more than once before, and he has lost and won in his previous life. This time, he wants to gamble again.

If it succeeds, the chances of winning are not very high in the future, and it also accounts for seven or eight points. If it fails, Chongming will be surrounded by heavy siege, and he may not even be able to ask for death.

Therefore, he can't afford the love in front of him, and he can't afford it.

Qu Chenzhou leaned on the side of the barrel, pulled out the wooden hairpin, brushed his hair, and there were dots of ink stains on his hands.

He washed the hairpin and his hands together in the bucket, looked at it by the warm yellow candlelight, and rubbed the wooden hairpin vigorously.

The blank side is left, and the number of writing has increased. If you look closely against the light, you can see a faint "boat" in the wood grain.

Those uncontrollable longings are hidden in the ink marks that can be wiped away-on the hairpin, one side is Chongming, and the other side is Shenzhou.

He needs the help of the Ming Dynasty. It is God's blessing to transform from a pig dog crawling in the dust to a human being. We shouldn't expect too much. Some people, some things, some objects, just leave it in your mind.

There was a sound from the cotton curtain outside, and someone entered without invitation, so naturally it couldn't be someone else in this other courtyard.

"Shen Zhou," Liu Chongming called him outside, "I did remember something that I didn't tell you."

Qu Chenzhou lay still on his stomach, staring at the embroidery screen, the lantern shone from behind him, and there was his shadow on the embroidery screen, they overlapped and became one.

"My son orders."

"Someone from the Control Department came a few days ago and said that a routine seal inspection is required. You can go there in a few days."

Qu Chenzhou's shoulders froze for a moment, and he replied softly, "Understood."

Checking traces and seals is a routine task of the control department every year. Various situations such as growing up and getting injured may change the appearance of slave marks and give them a chance to escape.

Back then, Du Quan saw that his birthmark was not pleasing to the eye, so he casually pointed there.He is young and his body grows fast, so almost every one or two years at this time is like walking through the gate of hell.

Last year, he was sent to Liu's other courtyard without traces of slavery. In autumn and winter, he caught up with the great change of Qisheng Building, so he missed such a year. After a series of changes, he almost forgot about it.

That kind of pain would be unforgettable for the rest of his life, and the only thing he hoped for was to get the burn in another place.

"Shen Zhou."

He was hesitating whether to trouble Liu Chongming to accommodate the control department, but Liu Chongming called out again.

The voice approached and did not stop outside the embroidery screen. When turning in, Qu Chenzhou saw Liu Chongming holding a pen and inkstone in his hands.

The person was already in front of him, so he couldn't get up, so he watched Liu Chongming lick his pen full and stood in front of him in puzzlement.

"Which word do you like? Heavy? Or Ming?"

Qu Chenzhou was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood what he meant. It was a good intention, but it's a pity that the Control Department is so easily fooled?

"Ming." He chose a word without piercing Liu Chongming's innocence.

Liu Chongming went around behind him, took a sweat towel from Mu Shi to wipe off the water drops on his back, held the pen with one hand, and pressed his shoulder with the other. In the gap under the water surface.

Qu Shenzhou tilted his head, looking behind him from the corner of his eye.

"It's been almost a year," Liu Chongming looked back, bent down, and put a stroke on his right shoulder, asking, "Why hasn't the injury on his back healed yet?"

He brushed his hair aside and lowered his head slightly. The water below was still warm, and he felt a chill on his shoulders.

"The invisible place, if it's not good, it's not good, it's just the face... If it doesn't work this time, I want to continue to treat it, and I ask the prince to agree."

Liu Chongming understood what he meant.

This old wound, and the ash that was sprinkled for the purpose of disfigurement, hurt the root. If you want to remove the pus hidden deep below, perhaps once or twice is not enough.

"Are you afraid I won't be able to take you out? Don't move!"

Qu Chenzhou lowered his head and didn't move, he felt that it was very inappropriate to ask whether "the prince is scared" or "the prince is afraid that I will hurt".

"If it doesn't get cured, think of other ways. I look like this, and it's always ugly to take it out."

Liu Chongming sneered: "This son likes to take you with me. Who dares to say anything?"

Qu Chenzhou had a lot of worries, but considering that there are still a few months before the end of the year, it might not be impossible. Now there is no need to argue, so he asked again: "The prince asked me about Pan He a few days ago, what progress has been made?" ?”

He had heard before that Pan He was imprisoned because of the Jingshan Iron Mine, but he didn't know why Liu Chongming asked Pan He from the previous life.

"Pan He got the sweetness of running a boat last year. At the beginning of the year, he entrusted most of his belongings to me and allowed me to share a share. He didn't think of such a mistake."

"Shi Yan was ordered to search, and the money found was not enough to satisfy the appetite of the officials. No matter whether someone mentioned it clearly, I can't let Shi Yan bear this unclear discussion. I told the emperor earlier."

"The merchant ship came back some time ago, and I planned to return the money. I was thinking of finding someone to sell this favor."

Qu Shenzhou asked: "How many?"

"Is Pan He's net worth?" Liu Chongming raised four fingers: "It's much more than I thought."

"40?" Qu Chenzhou was somewhat surprised, thought for a moment, and said, "How can he have so much money? Pan He has a lot of filial piety to Yu Dexi, but judging from this amount, he doesn't have much sincerity." , this favor should be sold to Eunuch Yu. It depends on whether the prince wants to make this a small matter or make it bigger."

"At the feet of the emperor, he can't reach this amount just by accepting bribes, let alone a son. As for whether it is big or small, I can't make the decision. It depends on whether the emperor can bear it."

Having said that, both of them knew that how could the emperor tolerate a grandson who crawled up to the hall to be arrogant under his nose, even if the emperor could endure it, Yu Dexi would not tolerate it either.

"40 is too much," Qu Shenzhou thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Not good."

"Is that right? No one expected this to happen." Liu Chongming also agreed with his opinion: "When he handed it over to me, I didn't say a word. Now that I hand it over, I also have the fault of not reporting the knowledge. Don't worry. , I made a fake brochure, and it happened to let me earn some money."

"Where's the Panhe?"

"It was supposed to be a Civil Affairs case, but he was dragged to Jinxiu Camp. It's not sure whether he is dead or alive. I haven't entered the Civil Affairs Division now, so I can't handle this matter. It will be next year."

Qu Chenzhou poured some water on his arms, staring at the swaying shadows of the two people on the ground in a daze: "I didn't expect to face Liao Guangming before Shi Ziren left."

"Didn't expect it?" Liu Chongming asked him, "You didn't expect it? Who told me to sell the mine to Pan He?"

Qu Chenzhou said embarrassingly: "You don't need to think of me as a god. To tell you the truth, I used to just set fires, and I didn't care about turning them off."

Liu Chongming can't help but laugh, it's better not to say this kind of frankness that he fears the world will not be chaotic.

"It doesn't matter. There is a saying in the court that those who wear official uniforms are the opponents of Commander Liao. I went to Minke. If I don't suppress him, he will suppress me. It will be a matter of time."

Qu Chenzhou didn't object either, he couldn't hide from the left and right, and the emperor didn't give him any room for recovery, so he sent Liu Chongming to Minke, maybe it was for this calculation.

"In addition to letting Eunuch Yu show his face in front of the emperor, please also give some rewards from the imperial concubine and empress," he reminded Liu Chongming: "It is one thing for Eunuch Yu to accept things from the prince, but he values ​​the favor in the palace even more. On the emperor, but no one will think there are too many ways."

"I understand." Liu Chongming raised the nib of his pen, as if admiring his masterpiece.

"The next thing to worry about is Liao Guangming. Do you know that during the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, I was thinking about it and took a look at Liao Guangming. Guess what?"

Qu Chenzhou naturally understood Liao Guangming: "He noticed it soon?"

"Yes." Liu Chongming thought of the hawk-like gaze that had harmed many people, and was vigilant like a hungry wolf in a desperate situation: "I signaled him that he still owes me a feast of wine, so he turned away."

"It doesn't matter if the grass and trees are soldiers, a person like him has too many intentions to harm others and makes too many enemies. If the emperor doesn't support him for a moment, he will be eaten alive."

"Why did you say to replace Liao Guangming within four years?" Liu Chongming thought of this question, and he couldn't figure it out: "It will take four years for my sister to have a chance to give birth to a prince?"

Regarding this question, Qu Shenzhou thought clearly from the very beginning, and answered frankly.

"Four years from now, there will be two out of twenty sons. Only after we have won that position can we start a family safely. Liao Guangming is unreasonable, lest the sons and concubines be affected."

Liu Chongming paused for a moment, and suddenly poked hard on his back with a pen.

The author has something to say: Thanks to the little angels, I have raised my mouth, and I can’t repay my work income to 509. I will write every story carefully