Lord Prime Minister

the Hangover.

When Mu Zihuai woke up, he only felt a splitting headache, accompanied by dizziness, which made him almost fall off the bed.

Qing Yi, who was guarding the door, opened the door and walked in when he heard the movement, put the copper basin on his hands, hung up the towel, and then helped Mu Zihuai up.

"Sir, be careful." He wrung out the towel and sent it over. "It's already a quarter to three, and I just thought it would be too late if the husband can't afford it anymore. You woke up just after the water was boiled."

Mu Zihuai took it and wiped his face indiscriminately, but he still felt like his head was about to split open. It was the first time in his life that the hangover was so painful, and he would not dare to do it again in the future.

Changing into a more formal dark green outer shirt, Mu Zihuai knocked his head vigorously, only to see that Qingyi had brought over a bowl of brown medicinal soup at some point. "Sir, drink up the medicine before leaving. Master Long brought it over early in the morning, and it has been warming on the stove."

Mu Zihuai took it with one hand, held his breath and drank it, returned the bowl to him, grabbed another candied date and put it in his mouth, suddenly remembered what Long Xiu said yesterday when he was half asleep and half awake, and felt a little anxious He asked, "Where's Long Xiu? Is he still in the mansion?"

"It's still there. After delivering the soup and medicine this morning, I went to the prince's yard."

Mu Zihuai was relieved, it was getting late now, so he had to walk quickly to the Imperial Academy.The historian's work has only just begun after the princess's triumphant return, and the writing and editing of history books will consume a lot of manpower and material resources. What's more, there are only three people in the entire Imperial Academy, so they can keep their feet on the ground when they are busy.

When he finally came out from the Imperial Academy, it was already evening, and he was thinking about what Long Xiu had said last night, so Mu Zihuai hurried back to the palace, dragging a young servant to ask: " Where's Long Xiu?"

"Long Qianhu? You have already moved out of the palace this afternoon."

"What about Long Lei?" Mu Zihuai asked again.

"They moved out together too."

Mu Zihuai didn't feel tired for a moment, and walked all the way to the courtyard where Long Lei usually lived, and it was indeed empty.The old man who usually grows flowers is helping to arrange the tables and chairs, and when he sees Mu Zihuai walk in, he bows respectfully.

"When Xiaolei left, he said that if the husband misses him, he will go to Longfu to find him. It's not far away, only two streets away."

Mu Zihuai nodded, his heart felt a little empty for a moment, he turned around and went back to Yixiang Courtyard in a trance, and Qingyi greeted him as soon as he entered the door.

"Sir, the lord wants you to go to the study after dinner." After speaking, he felt that something was wrong with Mr. Mu, so he couldn't help but look up a few times, but he didn't realize the reason, Mr. Mu had already changed his pair. The expression turned away.

Mu Zihuai hurried all the way, as if he was chasing after something, he slowed down again when he reached the green bamboo garden, and walked around the bamboo forest in the courtyard before knocking on the prince's study.

"My lord, are you looking for me?"

"Come in." The prince's slightly low voice came out.

Mu Zihuai walked in, and sure enough, he saw that Ren Danfeng was also inside. The two nodded politely, and sat down on the left and right seats respectively.

"Does the lord know that Long Xiu and Long Lei have moved out of the mansion?" As soon as he sat down, Mu Zihuai couldn't wait to ask.

"I know, Long Xiu has already talked to this king this morning, and said he would take you away with him." Huangfu Yunhua turned over a teacup and poured tea, the lid lightly lifted the water surface, and took a sip. "Rejected by the king."

Mu Zihuai clenched his fists and didn't speak. After a while, he asked again: "My lord already knew that Long Xiu and Long Lei were the sons of General Zhenbei?"

"There is this guess."

"The prince already knew why he didn't tell me? Playing around..."

"Zihuai!" Seeing Mu Zihuai talking more and more politely, Ren Danfeng hurriedly stopped him.

Mu Zihuai's excited words were interrupted, and his eyes moved to the ground unwillingly.

Ren Danfeng looked at the two people who were in a stalemate, and tried to smooth things over: "My lord came to you this time to discuss something."

The prince focused on the hot tea in his hand, Mu Zihuai felt awkward, neither of them had any intention of speaking, so Ren Danfeng could only continue to explain: "I said something about Hong Shaoqing before, and now I have a solution."

"Hong Shaoqing has a son, named Hong Pu'an, who was born before he arrived. He worked as a salt secretary. Don’t eat, don’t eat oil and salt, if you want to win him over, you can only start with this Hongpu’an. More importantly, this servant of the household department has always admired the third princess very much.”

Hearing this, Mu Zihuai almost guessed what Ren Danfeng wanted to say.

marriage.The prince and Ren Danfeng want the third princess to marry Hong Pu'an, so as to win over Hong Shaoqing.But the third princess lost her mother since she was a child, and left the palace early. She has always remained neutral to the battle between the eldest prince and the second prince. How could she stand on the prince's side and obey orders?

As soon as the son-in-law died, the princess was asked to remarry. Leaving aside Hong Pu'an's character, how could the third princess tolerate this with his aloof character?

Trading a woman's happiness for a powerful helper, this helper may hold a handle enough to restrain the second prince, no matter how you look at it, this is a very lucrative deal.But this woman is the third princess, the prince's sister, and a poor woman who lost her husband not long ago. Mu Zihuai didn't know how long the prince hesitated when he mentioned this, but he could only take it as a last resort.

"How can the princess stand on our side? If it is forced to persecute, I am afraid it will be counterproductive."

"The one who came back with the three princesses this time is also the young son Zeng Ruibo. If we start from here, I'm afraid Aizi, like the three princesses, will have to follow." Ren Danfeng tapped his palm with the folding fan, and said in a flat tone.

Mu Zihuai glanced at him and felt that Ren Danfeng's rough face was full of deception. "Use the prince to blackmail the third princess? The prince is in the princess mansion, how can you threaten him? What's more, the emperor loves the third princess very much. You should put your thoughts on her, so that the emperor will not be afraid of it?"

Ren Danfeng listened and smiled, "It is precisely because the emperor dotes on the third princess and can't bear her being wronged in the slightest. If someone proposes to let the third princess find another husband, the emperor will definitely agree with it, and Hongpu'an will be pushed out at that time. I am facing the law. If a princess remarries, her children are not allowed to accompany her, but will be brought up by the nanny in the palace, and even the third princess will have to send the youngest son out."

"This king wants her to beg this king to adopt the young prince." Huangfu Yunhua continued, and the teacup made a click when it was placed on the table.

Mu Zihuai felt chills in her heart, the prince is bound to win the throne, anyone who can use her will be pulled in by her without hesitation, and then trampled under her feet.

Unable to hold back his breath, Mu Zihuai rubbed his cold palms. "Who should propose to the emperor to remarry the third princess?"

Huangfu Yunhua looked up at Mu Zihuai, with a smile in his eyes, and his tone was a little imperceptibly proud: "The king will enter the palace in a few days, and talk to the second prince about the Dali Temple that day, and then we will reveal it to him. That's fine. Changsun Xiuwen has been in the court for so many years, and sometimes it is very useful."

Mu Zihuai nodded stiffly and couldn't help sitting up straight.

Why did the prince keep himself?Judging from these few secret talks, every time the prince and Ren Danfeng thought of a solution first, and then told themselves, so what is the meaning of his existence?When it comes to resourcefulness, Mu Zihuai thinks there are many people who are smarter than him, why is it him?

Now that Long Xiu and Long Lei have also moved away, I am the only one left in the palace, who else can I trust?

"Danfeng, go back and prepare." After thinking about it, the prince has already sent Ren Danfeng to leave.

"Zihuai, you stay."

As soon as Mu Zihuai got up, he was stopped by the prince, so he had to sit back awkwardly.After Ren Danfeng went out and closed the door for a while, Huangfu Yunhua, who hadn't spoken for a long time, let out a long sigh.

Mu Zihuai couldn't help feeling a little restless, "Why is your lord sighing?"

"Zihuai is afraid of this king." Huangfu Yunhua stated in a flat tone.

"My lord is worrying too much." Mu Zihuai quickly stood up and bowed to salute.

"Or blame me for letting the Long family brothers move out of the house? Why did you stay here?"

"Zi Huai dare not. Long Xiu and Long Lei are not from the palace. It is only a matter of time before they move out, and it has nothing to do with the prince." Mu Zihuai bent over and dared not get up. He was indeed a little scared to face the prince.

Mu Zihuai also felt sad and unhappy about Long Xiu's decision at first, but after thinking about it, he thought it was a good idea.In this way, brothers and people don't need to be involved in the matter of the prince, and with Long Xiu's official position, at least he can keep his life safe.

"Does that Zihuai think this king is cruel? Even sister Huang can be pushed into the pit of fire?"

Mu Zihuai remained silent, but bent over, maintaining a posture of saluting.

Huangfu Yunhua didn't speak anymore, he didn't want to refute this, and he didn't have anything to explain.As for Mu Zihuai, what he needed was a loyal minister, not someone who would refute him.

He began to wonder if his decision not to kill him was wrong. Although this person sometimes had some clever ideas and indeed saved his life, none of this could erase his inaction.

The purpose of calling him in these few secret talks was to make his heart surrender to me, but unexpectedly, it backfired.Where should the useless chess pieces be placed?

If it wasn't for him being able to serve as Ren Danfeng's shield, I'm afraid he would really have to consider whether to kill him.

Thoughts were churning, Huangfu Yunhua lightly touched the rim of the cup with his fingertips, and there was a cold light in his eyes, but Mu Zihuai, who was bowing his head, couldn't see it.

"Zihuai, you need to think about it carefully. What I need is an eagle to help me soar, not a parrot that only knows how to talk."

Mu Zihuai's heart suddenly turned cold, his scalp tensed up, and he was so frightened that he dared not speak out.

"Go on." Seeing his submissive appearance, Huangfu Yunhua was suddenly annoyed, turned his head, and said softly.

Mu Zihuai cupped his hands again, and said respectfully: "Yes." He stepped back out of the study, turned around and closed the door, and then dared to take a deep breath.

After walking a few steps, the chill still permeated his heart. Although he kept his head down just now, Mu Zihuai clearly felt the prince's gaze on him, with murderous intent.