Your Majesty, I am not worthy

In front of him is the snow-capped, continuous stretch of northern Xinjiang scenery, and the wind blows on his face like a knife.

What's up with him?

Didn't he return to Haojing from Beijiang?Why are you in northern Xinjiang now?

Rong Mu felt that his body was light, and the wind in northern Xinjiang was blowing. The wind that he couldn't stand before, didn't seem to have much influence on him now. He was floating in the world of northern Xinjiang like an outsider.

Where he was going, what he was going to do, he didn't know anything.

When he looked in a certain direction, he obviously didn't know where it was, but what he knew was that he was going to go there.

The closer you get, the more continuous white and biting cold.

He seemed to be able to feel that his limbs had been soaked in the icy water, and suddenly there was a hot feeling, venting down his chest and down to his tailbone.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the scorching heat ran along his limbs.

His chest was hot, his waist was hot, his back was hot.

The water flow continues to extend downwards and finally converges at the bottom.

The pain from the momentary temptation drove away all his coldness.

Stop that scalding approach!

But his body was greedily protruding forward.

He heard that he was stopping in his heart, but his mouth was so hoarse calling for something.

To you, to you all.

The heat kept pressing closer to him, his face was hot, his chest was hot, and finally the chill all over his body was dissipated with a burst of strong heat.

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was not the continuous wind and snow in northern Xinjiang, but the gentle voice of a man pressed against his ear under the red candle.

He heard the person he missed every day whispering in his ear: "Ah Mu, I miss you."

……

Chu Yuheng didn't expect that Rong Mu would come back so soon, if he had known that Rong Mu would come back so soon, he might not have recruited him into his palace.

Rong Mu won't mind these things.

There are so many people in his harem, if Rong Mu cared, he would have become sour.

But what made Chu Yuheng unhappy was that Rong Mu entered the palace to meet him, but was blocked outside the palace gate.

Chu Yuheng had already severely punished the eunuchs around him.

He remembered that he said before that as long as Rong Mu came and let him go directly, how could there be such a situation of blocking people from the door.

When Rong Mu came back from Northern Xinjiang, he entered the palace with such urgency, he must have something important to tell him; these people have no eyesight, so they don't need their eyes.

Chu Yuheng thought, even if Rong Mu was stopped outside the door, Rong Mu would always show up when he went to court the next day.

But the next day when he appeared in the court hall, his cold eyes wandered around all the officials, but he didn't find the familiar figure who was supposed to be at the top.

It was only then that he realized that Rong Mu had traveled all the way into the palace, and he had caught the wind and cold on the way, and he was having a high fever at the moment.

So he went out of the palace to see Rong Mu's illness.

At this moment, Chu Yuheng, who had just resolved with Rong Mu, was satisfied.

When he came, Rong Mu no longer had a fever.

But Rong Mu kept calling for the cold, but the brocade quilt on his body had been covered three layers, and there was still warm Tang Pozi in the quilt.

Even so, Rong Mu was still frowning, his face full of pain.

But now that Chu Yuheng looked over, Rong Mu seemed to be much better, Rong Mu's originally fair and pale face was stained with a touch of passion and lust, and his hands and feet became hot.

Chu Yuheng looked at Rong Mu who was still frowning in a daze, and personally took a face mask to wipe off the sticky after feeling.

Looking at the things on the handkerchief, Chu Yuheng couldn't help smiling, and then put Rong Mu, who was already a little awake, on his neck, and whispered into his ear, "It's so heavy, Ah Mu didn't move by himself. Hand over?"

"No……"

The habit of being honest with the person in front of him has been deeply rooted, and when Rong Mu realized what he said, he felt a sudden stab in his heart.

But Chu Yuheng didn't feel that Rong Mu's body had become stiff, and squeezed the muscles and bones of the person in his arms. Chu Yuheng was happy that Rong Mu was completely under his control, but at the same time he complained a little: "After three months Moon, lost some weight."

Being held in the arms of a man like this, if it was before Rong Mu's ears would have been hot, and his heart would still be hot as if he had been in hot water several times.

But now Rong Mu's whole body is not happy at all, what is left is only the ennui that cannot be dispelled.

The man's arms were firmly locked around his waist, and the clothes of the two were disheveled under the quilt. Thinking of the fatigue on his body and the discomfort underneath, Rong Mu's eyes dimmed a bit.

Now hearing the man say that he has lost weight, Rong Mu couldn't help but think of the Wen Li he saw when he was looking for him, his figure was excellent, and his face was also excellent.

It didn't look like he came back from northern Xinjiang, and his fingertips still had new frostbite.

It was already unbearable, and now it is even more unattainable.

If he didn't get a response, the man only thought he was shy. After all, no matter what nonsense he was talking about on the bed, Rong Mu would ignore him every time after the ups and downs. .

"So how is the matter in northern Xinjiang handled?"

Knowing that Rong Mu was only interested in political affairs, Chu Yuheng didn't mention their bed affairs.

"Everything is fine." Rong Mu's voice was still a little hoarse, and it was not pleasant to hear at all.

So when Rong Mu heard his voice, he hesitated for a moment, licked his dry lips and continued: "Those generals have been appeased, and the refugees have been dealt with properly. Is this because His Majesty sent someone to go over there?" Keep an eye on it."

"You did a good job." Chu Yuheng kissed Rong Mu's ear, and stretched out his hand to knead the tip of Rong Mu's ear, until the pale ear turned a familiar bright red, and Chu Yuheng was satisfied.

"Thank you for your hard work this time. You got sick again when you came back from the dust, so you can rest at home and have a good day today."

"The minister obeys the order."

The long-lost word "Chen" broke the original good atmosphere.

Chu Yuheng's hand holding Rong Mu tightened suddenly, and Rong Mu hissed, but he had time to think that the piece Chu Yuheng was holding might turn blue again.

"Ah Mu, what did you just say?"

"The minister rests for a few more days, can His Majesty allow the minister and Xiu Mu for a month?

But Chu Yuheng looked down at the person beside him. This person has never had a temper, and now he will make trouble with him?

Chu Yuheng doesn't like sloppy love affairs, he is willing to keep Rong Mu by his side for so many years just because he is capable and obedient; he knows what to want and what not to want.

After all, he is the Son of Heaven, he can give some things himself, but the subordinates cannot ask for them.

"Did I spoil you too much?"

Is this calling yourself a "minister" to lose your temper?

Rong Mu didn't want to respond to Chu Yuheng's words.

His bones are hurting now, and his mind is dizzy from the pain.

As for being favored?

What an ironic word.

"I shouldn't be favored." Rong Mu closed his eyes and replied calmly.

The gentle atmosphere just now completely disappeared, the tall man removed his hand from Rong Mu's waist, and then slid it to his slender white wrist bones.

"Shouldn't be favored?"

The man's hand rubbed against Rong Mu's wrist, and his slightly rough fingertips rubbed against his neck, with such force that it seemed as if his bruised meridians would burst.

"Shouldn't you be favored? Your chariot and horse galloped all the way back, and you came to my bedroom without returning to your own mansion in the capital. Didn't you come to find me to be favored?"

"minister……"

"Could it be that seeing that I dote on other people in the palace, I feel too jealous and come back angrily?!"

Men's words are bad.

Rong Mu's body trembled so badly that his eyesight was gradually blurred, as if he amplified his hearing, these words turned into a poisoned dagger, cutting his body one by one.

The man should still be talking, but Rong Mu almost lost his hearing.

He didn't want to resist what the man did to him before, because it was the physical and mental pleasure after the fish and water; but now the man wanted to do something to him, he stretched out his hand to resist, but he still couldn't resist the man, and the man still turned to him near.

Nothing more...

Even if it is such a closeness, there are not many times when I think about it.