Your Majesty, I am not worthy

Rong Mu closed his eyes and said nothing, his eyelashes drooped, his bright and deep pupils were covered, but the sense of touch seemed to be exaggerated, the man was still playing with his hand, just like he was doing that sight in prison just now. Like a whip of blood.

Inevitably, helpless thoughts emerged in Rong Mu's heart, both painful and numb. He has been in a trance recently, feeling that Chu Yuheng is not that heartless towards him, but also feels that everything about Chu Yuheng is erratic .

time does not wait.

He could wait, but Hua Huaiyin in the prison couldn't.

It was because he had also been tortured in the sky prison that Rong Mu didn't want Hua Huaiyin to be beaten with a whip. If Hua Huaiyin did not plead guilty, he would have to suffer until he was tortured; The death penalty is imminent.

If Chu Yuheng wanted Hua Huaiyin to die with all his heart, then no matter what Hua Huaiyin did next, it would be a dead end.

What I can do is to force Chu Yuheng.

With all these years of hard work, Huahuaiyin has a glimmer of life.

The sedan chair stopped at Shuyun Palace.

Rong Mu was half-closed and half-awake all the way, his hand was still in Chu Yuheng's, and he leaned his head out of the window to doze off.

"Ah Mu, we're here." Chu Yuheng called him softly, as if he didn't want to wake him up, with a rare easy-going tone.

Rong Mu ignored Chu Yuheng's open arms towards him, and let Song Du outside help him down.

Chu Yuheng wasn't angry either, he just looked at him with a half-smile and a half-smile with those unpredictable eyes.

The palace wall of Shuyun Palace is full of snow.

All the way, Rong Mu looked at the little sun shining through the gaps in the leaves, looking at the bird of the sun that was fluttering away, and finally stopped and turned his head to stare at Chu Yuheng who followed him all the way in.

"Your Majesty will not return to Zekun Palace?"

"I want to have dinner with you."

Rong Mu's long eyelashes drooped, covering the twinkle in his eyes.

I wanted to refuse, but the matter of Hua Huaiyin lingered in my mind, and finally Rong Mu nodded: "Then it's up to Your Majesty."

It just so happened that he also had something to say to Chu Yuheng.

When it was time for dinner, one intended to respond and the other intended to coax others. The two avoided official duties in the court, and had a rare conversation about homework, and the atmosphere was quite peaceful.

It's just that Chu Yuheng looked at the clear soup on the table with little water, and his eyebrows were sharp: "Ah Mu eats this every day in the palace?"

The gold and emeralds in the palace are dazzling, and most of the things they play with are extravagant, except for the meals, but Rong Mu didn't notice anything wrong, and poured the soup by himself: "I have a disease, so I can't use heavy things."

Chu Yuheng was still unhappy, and he didn't do anything with his chopsticks.

I don't know what this man is angry about, Rong Mu didn't care about him, but looked at the table without oil and water and smiled, knowing that Chu Yuheng would be angry when he heard Huahuaiyin mentioned, and he was still offending Emperor Nilin at this moment: "Weichen recalled the time when he invited the Major General to drink, he said the same thing about Weichen's dishes, and only then did I know that Weichen had neglected the guests that time."

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yuheng slapped his chopsticks: "Ah Mu, what do you mean?"

"Weichen is nothing interesting, I just think of interesting people."

"You mean Hua Huaiyin is an interesting person to you?"

Rong Mu saw that he was out of breath, and instead poured hot soup for him himself: "My minister is just chatting a few words, why should your majesty be so serious."

There were thorns in the words, and Chu Yuheng felt unhappy when he heard it.

After thinking about it, Rong Mu is so big, but Wen Li's existence hinders his eyesight...

Thinking that he had found out what Rong Mu really wanted, Chu Yuheng loosened his taut strings, and immediately grabbed his hand bones: "Ah Mu, you can't be so harsh on me, I am the king of a country, the beauty of the harem I gave up three thousand for you, why can't you be more considerate of me."

Rong Mu looked at the irritable man in front of him, the disappointment in his eyes was beyond words, is it really because of him that Chu Yuheng hasn't touched women for many years, isn't it because of Wen Li?

Chu Yuheng's hand clenched his wrist, and Rong Mu slowly but firmly broke his hand away from his grasp: "My minister has already sympathized with His Majesty."

"I don't believe it! If you really understand me, Ah Mu, you won't treat me so coldly after returning to Beijing. Even Xiao Mi, who has no eyesight, has come to ask me several times, asking if you are with me. It was unpleasant, and Ah Mu, you are still using Huahuai Yin as an excuse to try to make me jealous."

Chu Yuheng was determined at the moment.

This is not showing consideration for himself, he is clearly still having a petty temper, if he didn't trust him, he would definitely be annoyed.

Seeing the man's unbelieving expression, Rong Mu raised his eyebrows slightly: "The position Yu Weichen takes is not qualified to talk to His Majesty about whether he is considerate or not. Your Majesty is a gentleman of a country and should have three thousand beauties in the harem. The minister has already made it clear in his heart; similarly, the minister also understands that the minister will not stay with His Majesty forever, because there will be a day when the minister will leave His Majesty."

"Are you still talking angry?" Chu Yuheng looked at Rong Mu disapprovingly, his brows raised, and he was almost laughed out of anger.

"How can this be an angry word? Weichen is too sober now."

Chu Yuheng stared straight at the smiling man in front of him, with a haze of darkness raging in his eyes.

Whether it's going to the prison to watch Hua Huai Yin, or having dinner together today, Rong Mu always seems to have something to say.

Suppressing a few faint waves of panic, Chu Yuheng asked directly: "Ah Mu, do you have something to say to me..."

"Well, I have something to say, it's something I've been thinking about for a long time." Rong Mu sat upright in the middle of the dishes, and his smile disappeared, "Do you still remember what His Majesty said to the minister in the imperial study last time?" ? Your Majesty said to the humble minister himself, the king is the king and the minister is the minister, and your majesty will not be inseparable from the humble minister..."

As if anticipating the coming storm, Chu Yuheng suddenly felt palpitations for no reason.

He wanted to say no, it was just a momentary remark of his, but the half cheek of the person in front of him holding the taillight of the candle was indescribably cold and firm, and there was no sense of joke in what he said next.

Rong Mu lowered his head slightly, revealing a section of the back of his fair neck, every word was simple but powerful——

"So now, I'm going to resign."

After the words were finished, the porcelain spoon that had just bluntly poked Chu Yuheng's palm fell to the ground, and there was a clear and crisp sound of shattering.

Chu Yuheng couldn't believe it, "What did you say...you want to resign?"

Rong Mu supported his chin with his hands, with a rare relaxed look: "Yeah."

Thunder and lightning angered, and blue veins popped up on Chu Yuheng's face: "I won't allow it!"

Chu Yuheng just wanted to hold him tightly in his arms, how could he be allowed to resign.

Why did Ah Mu suddenly mention resignation...

Chu Yuheng pursed his dry lips: "I allow you to take a rest until Ah Mu recovers completely from your injuries."

Seeing the king's anger, Rong Mu hung his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

He seems to have passed the days of being obsessed with one person.