Si Tian Guan

When Liu Chongming entered the bedroom, he felt that the atmosphere in the room was not quite right.

He could sense that there were people in the room, and estimated that at this time, people should wake up, but it was so quiet that people always felt uncomfortable.

When the food box fell on the table, almost at the same time, there was a light "rustling" sound from inside, which was the sound of paper being turned.

It turned out to be reading.

He relaxed, turned around the screen, Qu Chenzhou was sitting on the bed, bent his knees, and was very absorbed in reading.

"Has the fever gone?" Liu Chongming sat sideways on the edge of the bed and touched Qu Shenzhou's forehead. Seeing that there was no response at all, he couldn't help but sneered: "What a good book, you're just so fascinated by it?"

He glanced at it, and when he saw the drawing on the book, he almost couldn't breathe, so he just left.

"You...you..." Liu Chongming jumped up as if being scorched by fire, his body trembling like a wobble.

Thinking about it, the little fox had a fever yesterday and dragged his clothes drowsily and refused to let him go. He could only accompany him, bored, and took out the brochures that had been treasured for a long time.

Afterwards, I became sleepy and stuffed it under the pillow.

"Does the prince like this chapter?" Qu Chenzhou looked up from the book, misunderstood his meaning, and read it to him kindly: "The prince of the barbarian made red strings in the bamboo forest, and the servants of the pretty family can use it in the rain."

Liu Chongming desperately shook his head as if struck by lightning.

"This is a bad book, and there are many more."

Liu Chongming saw stacks of booklets in the opened quilt, which were neatly placed beside Qu Chenzhou, so he just wanted to swallow his breath and let it go.

"Who told you to move!" He rushed over, hurriedly took off his coat, covered all those things, wrapped his head into a ball, his face was flushed to the point of bleeding.

"I..." Qu Chenzhou opened his eyes, very innocent, and gestured towards the edge of the bed: "I just pulled it like this, and there was a hidden compartment inside, and these books fell off. I think the son's private possession must be Good book."

He lowered his head again and turned a page: "It is indeed a good book."

Liu Chongming twitched and stuffed the booklet wrapped in his robe in the cabinet, turned around and saw Qu Shenzhou nodding to him: "It just so happens that I've finished reading those."

He felt bad when he heard the overtones, so without further ado, he wrapped the person in the quilt and looked at it. There were still seven or eight books piled up against the wall.

"My lord," Qu Chenzhou subdued for the sake of the book, "Can you let me finish it soon?"

For the first time in his life, Liu Chongming had a severe heart attack, rolled out with the quilt on his shoulders, and threw him in the sarong.

Qu Chenzhou had just recovered from the wind and cold, and he didn't have the energy to struggle, and he knew he couldn't, so he curled up obediently on the bed, and when the quilt was covered, he just stretched out his arms, and was stuffed under the quilt again.

"I'm hot..." He had to protest: "I just drank the medicine and sweated all over..."

"I don't think you're hot." Liu Chongming said for him.

"No..." Qu Chenzhou had no choice but to tell the truth: "I can't read like this."

Liu Chongming dodged the only copy left in his hand, broke down and roared: "Don't you know how to be shy?"

"Food and sex." He glanced at the book very reluctantly, put his hands on the quilt honestly, and sighed: "Everyone can read it, why can't I read it? Only state officials are allowed to set fire..."

"Shut up!" Liu Chongming covered his heart, not wanting to die young, so he changed the subject: "Has Shi Yan been here?"

The bedside food box is the style my aunt likes, and the Bai family brothers have sent it many times these days.

"Well," Qu Chenzhou replied in a trance, and then said after a long while: "Did I miss a few books and didn't buy all of them?"

Liu Chongming wished he could stick his head under the bed, doubting whether Qu Shenzhou understood it.

"You..." Anyway, the embarrassment had already been thrown at grandma's house, so he went all out: "Do you know, the painting on it is...is..."

"My son and me?"

Liu Chongming deflated like a balloon that was punctured in an instant, completely losing his temper.

"What do you want to say?"

At this point, wouldn't it be too embarrassing for him to back down shyly?

He thought that the little fox would say something again, make him feel ashamed, or stab him a few words, but he didn't expect that Qu Chenzhou only pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

"Anyway, my deed of sale is also with Shizi, everyone is yours, you have seen it, you have touched it," Qu Chenzhou looked away, and smiled sweetly: "Letting Shizi only read books secretly, it is a grievance. The world is over."

Liu Chongming felt like a restless cat living in his heart, being teased by a straw stick and rolling all over the floor. It was an unprecedented feeling, but he couldn't tell whether it was comfortable or sad.

"Where...how can..." His tongue was tied: "I was just... curious, I just bought it..."

The two sat opposite each other without embarrassment.

Qu Chenzhou glanced at him from the corner of his eye, then retracted it for a moment, put one hand on his front, smiled silently, and consciously changed the subject.

"General Bai came here just now, and the prince was not at home, so he asked me to ask."

Liu Chongming came back to his senses: "Well, what are you asking?"

"Madam Bai is pregnant now, he was worried that he would be involved later, and asked me if I should let Madam Bai go out of Beijing."

"better not."

Avoiding the embarrassing topic, Liu Chongming regained his composure, laid out the food box on the table, and picked out a few more from the bedside.

"After all, we have the most people in Beijing. We can see every move clearly when we are in front of us, and we can take care of them at any time. It's hard to say when we are outside."

Qu Chenzhou agreed: "I also told him the same way, and I also asked him and Shi Lei to come here often. If there is something really wrong with Mrs. Bai, I can see a thing or two from them."

Liu Chongming glanced at him, but didn't correct him for calling him "Shi Lei" so naturally.

After returning from the South Road Temple, they were all trying to put down their guard a little bit. The situation was very good, and he didn't have to and didn't want to disturb the tacit understanding between them.

He touched Luo Zidai in his arms, suddenly lifted Qu Shenzhou's chin, frowned and asked, "Shouldn't you paint your eyebrows?"

"Why do you want to paint?" Qu Chenzhou was surprised, and he didn't care about it usually, and he didn't care about it when he was sick. Seeing Liu Chongming's seriousness, he thought about it seriously for a moment, and said: "Maybe it's because of illness, it's nothing serious. Well, it can last longer."

"No..." Liu Chongming retorted subconsciously.

On the face held by the palm, apart from the criss-crossing plasters that have long been used to, the eyebrows are like distant mountains, and the eyes are like horizontal waves, so there is no need for extra sketching.

He has raised the little fox well for a year, and he is completely different from the sluggish and indifferent one before. If he didn't understand the cunning in the fox's belly, his affectionate eyes would be full of innocence.

Glancing at someone, they are all unsuspecting and naive, if there is nothing provocative.

He was a bit regretful, if he only played a half-face bet with Liao Guangming, he would win, and he could logically propose to ask Pan He to come over, although Liao Guangming might not agree.

Seeing him staring at him in a daze, Qu Chenzhou only regarded the situation as serious, raised his hand to touch it, and comforted him: "It's not all gone, it doesn't matter."

Liu Chongming was so bored, he thought that he was just an ignorant fool, but this person who kept saying that he was over 30 could stay like this.

Take advantage of the situation and ask him to draw a picture, what can it do!

But the other party didn't speak, and he didn't know how to turn around abruptly. If he took out Luo Zidai now, who knows what nonsense Qu Chenzhou would say.

Liu Chongming thought about it, so he had to give up first.

The table was full of Qu Chenzhou's favorite food. With selfishness, he first fed a mouthful of soft beef intestines with japonica rice porridge. Seeing Qu Chenzhou staring at the lotus root box, he also fed one to him.

"Like lotus root box?"

"I like all the dishes cooked by Mrs. Bai."

Liu Chongming clicked his tongue—this little mouth is so sweet, no wonder it made my aunt dizzy, how could I never see him being so obedient to him.

"Shen Zhou, I'm going into the palace today to tell my sister about Concubine Yu." He stirred the porridge with a spoon, stared at the steam, and said softly: "My sister said that Concubine Yu is a person who can't calm down. Since there is anxiety, there must be a reason for everything. Go on!"

Qu Shenzhou unfolded the booklet thrown in front of his chest, and listened to Liu Chongming's continuation.

"She gave me this. I can't find any other clues. I can only think about it from my father-in-law's arrangement of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The brochure is for the maids and eunuchs who are resident and on duty in Chaoyang Palace. If you look through it, what clues do you have?"

Without waiting for him to say, Qu Chenzhou went over word by word, his brows never relaxed, and after looking through it, he was afraid of missing anything, so he started from the beginning again.

Seeing that he was serious about something, Liu Chongming asked curiously, "What are you looking for?"

Qu Chenzhou didn't answer, just checked the names one by one, until he reached the last page, he sighed: "No...Maybe I was wrong..."

"Nothing?" Liu Chongming asked.

"I'm looking for someone." Qu Chenzhou gently stroked the name on the booklet, and after a while he made up his mind: "Your Majesty, what I'm going to say next may have many unbelievable things, but please believe me, I don't have half the time." A lie."

Liu Chongming put down the porridge bowl, and spread his palms flat on the quilt. Not long after, Qu Chenzhou's hand came up hesitantly, and he held it in his hand.

"I even believe in returning the soul from a dead body. If there is anything you don't believe in, just tell me."

Qu Chenzhou lowered his eyes, looking at his quiet fingers.

"I know, you are all called Qu Shenzhou little monster, but in fact I used to be a monster too."

"I once got a power that ordinary people can't imagine by chance."

He turned his hand over and tapped on Liu Chongming's palm.

"At that time, as long as I touched someone's body and asked him a word, no matter whether he answered or wanted to answer, I could get the answer to that question, the most authentic answer."

Liu Chongming was startled, almost subconsciously wanted to pull out his hand, and stopped abruptly: "You mean... If you meet me like this, no matter what you ask, you can get the answer from me?"

Qu Shenzhou nodded.

"Does anyone else know about your matter..."

"Not at first... In fact, whether anyone knows, it doesn't matter now."

Qu Chenzhou pressed down his finger to prevent Liu Chongming from continuing to ask: "I once learned a secret of King Huai unintentionally. If there is anything that would make Concubine Yu most panicked, I can't think of it. There's a second thing."

"King Huai is not the emperor's own flesh and blood."

Liu Chongming's mind was buzzing, if not for Qu Shenzhou's advance greeting, he would almost have thought he was hysterical.

"Although King Huai is Concubine Yu's child, he does not have the blood of the Tian family."

"According to my guess, the Empress and Concubine Ming gave birth to princes one after another. Although Concubine Yu was not neglected, she remained silent. In desperation, she came up with this method of making Li Daitao stiff."

"The natal family of Concubine Yu..." Liu Chongming asked halfway, then he understood immediately.

No matter what, Concubine Yu was confined in the palace. If she wanted to find someone outside the palace to send her in, how could she do it without the help of her natal family?

"I don't know how Concubine Yu's family found and sent him in, but I do know that Concubine Yu gave birth to Queen Huai, and that person is still alive."

"Why!" Liu Chongming was puzzled, such a person should have been silenced after leaving the palace, how could he still stay.

"I think it's Song Zhongcheng's long-term thinking. In the past dynasties, after the emperor ascended the throne, there were not a few people who were afraid of their relatives, not to mention that they still knew such a shameful secret about King Huai. It was a means they would use to check and balance King Huai in the future. "

Liu Chongming suddenly realized, and felt that there was a chill in his bones - because of that position, parents, husband, mother and child had quarrels, and uncles, uncles and nephews were jealous.

Qu Chenzhou patted the booklet: "I don't know where that person is, but I do know that his name is Zhou Huaishan."

The author has something to say: Shen Zhou’s ability to get the truth by touching his body is obtained by entering the door of reality in the illusion. Yes, but it will take a while, and I can't get to that plot right now