Your Majesty, I am not worthy

Rong Mu explained that he and Shen Shumo were no more than classmates, but He Chao still didn't believe it.

He Chao still doesn't know what happened to Rong Mu before, so far he thinks that Rong Mu likes a girl's family, so he doesn't worry about Rong Mu's strangeness; but He Zhao knows that some people have abnormal hobbies, like men but not women.

What's more, Rong Mu's striking looks wherever he goes, is not a favorite in the eyes of some people.

And Shen Shumo has a handsome figure and a good family background. Although he is said to be the last in the ranking of scholars, farmers, businessmen, and merchants, the Shen family's progress from merchants to such a position is already more than most people.Therefore, Shen Shumo's one-in-a-thousand good conditions, currently without a wife and children, made He Chao even more surprised.

But looking at Rong Mu's calm and indifferent appearance right now, it's inconvenient for He Chao to say more.

After all, the two of them got along really harmoniously. If the friendship between the two was damaged because of his self-susceptibility, it would be his fault.

Thinking of this, He Chao slightly suppressed the little awkwardness in his heart, and finally figured it out a bit.

Seeing Rong Mu's bright eyes that were still radiant despite being tired, He Chao sighed pretentiously: "Well, maybe I misunderstood your classmate friendship..."

Rong Mu rubbed He Chao's short hair, smiling on his slender eyelashes, and didn't say much.

After the people left, Rong Mu quietly packed the things in the package.

When we talked about cakes and the academy earlier, Rong Mu couldn't help but think of the more acquainted person he met in the academy, and that was Chu Yuheng.

The encounter between him and Chu Yuheng was ordinary. At that time, he had just come down from Qingquan Temple and entered the academy for the first time, and he was curious about everything.

His figure is still thin, but Chu Yuheng is different,? Chu Yuheng is slightly stronger than him, and has always been taller than him, but at that time Chu Yuheng didn't seem to often appear in the academy, even if he did And always alone.

Sitting alone in the pavilion, walking alone in the bamboo forest, always alone, like a dull hill, at that time Chu Yuheng's temperament was extraordinarily stern.

He didn't know why he was interested in Chu Yuheng, just like he had seen Chu Yuheng somewhere before.

Rong Mu attributed this familiarity to the close eye.

Chu Yuheng met his eyes, so he wanted to make friends with Chu Yuheng.

But even though Rong Mu knew in his heart, he should have never met Chu Yuheng before.

At the beginning, he met Chu Yuheng who came up to talk to him, but he put his hot face on his cold ass, and Chu Yuheng was unmoved by his overtures.

The turning point of the frozen relationship between the two was that he saved Chu Yuheng one time.

It was also in winter, he was holding the books of the academy and was about to go to study. On the way, he saw Chu Yuheng bowing his head and walking forward. He wanted to say hello to Chu Yuheng and leave, but he just patted Chu Yuheng with his hand Yu Heng's shoulder, Chu Yuheng fell to the ground with a bang.

At that time, the snow in Haojing was not as thick as it is now, and Chu Yuheng's fall shocked his heart.

It was a cold day, Chu Yuheng was dressed warmly but was sweating, his face was pale, a bit like the symptoms of the passers-by he rescued in the early years.

At that time, Master Jingde asked him to feed a piece of caramel to the man who fell to the ground. Before he had time to see the face of the man, he hurried back to Qingquan Temple with Master Jingde. The mountain road was difficult to walk at night, so he had to drag him Go under a gazebo.

He vaguely recalled that there was such a scene before, so he was suspicious for a moment, and then fed a bit of caramel to Chu Yuheng who was pale and sweating.

But as soon as the candy was fed into his mouth, someone appeared from behind Chu Yuheng, and quickly carried Chu Yuheng away without saying hello.

He was rushing to class, so he didn't have too many scruples.

But during class, he was distracted, thinking about what happened to Chu Yuheng.

After class, he packed up his books and thought about going back to the place just now to take a look. He never imagined that just as he stepped out of the house, he saw Chu Yuheng who woke up in the snowstorm with his arms folded around his chest, looking at him with a condensed expression. he.

Chu Yuheng still didn't say a word, and his whole body was not as good as in the past. His expensive clothes were stained with water stains after melting snow, and his good-looking skin was a little bit broken because of the previous fall, and a small piece of black and blue was formed on his forehead. There are also fine red marks.

Seeing him coming out, Chu Yuheng grabbed his arm and led him from the rushing students to a bamboo bush with no one there.

Still speechless.

But from that day on, Chu Yuheng's attitude towards him was much better than before, and he no longer had a straight face.

Although there are still not many words.

The following story became simpler. After he got along with Chu Yuheng, his heart gradually drifted to Chu Yuheng. The first time he fell in love, Rong Mu was also in a daze. He actually admired a man.

But that's no problem, even when he knew that Chu Yuheng was not the child of an ordinary family, but the emperor of a country, he was trembling, but he never thought of giving up.

It's just that he secretly made up his mind that he must take the examination for fame. He wants to stand at the highest position he can stand, and look at Chu Yuheng.

Later, he did it. Standing in the position of the prime minister, he even forced a relationship that shouldn't be forced.

Suddenly recalling the past in the academy, Rong Mu suddenly smiled.

He is still thinking about what Chu Yuheng is doing now, they have already separated, so he should be completely forgotten.

Already at this age, what else can't let go...

At this point, Rong Mu picked up the blueprints in the package, and his hands became a little lighter.

His first-hand calligraphy and painting can be obtained, but his handwriting can never be reproduced in the world, so he can only paint.

These are all newly improved patterns when he went south to Tainan County.

Xuan osmanthus, persimmon pedicle pattern, or new cloud pattern.

He never thought that one day he would be troubled by money again.

With a sigh, Feng Shui turned, and Rong Mu pulled out two of the brand new hair ties.

This was embroidered by the local embroiderers overnight when they went south to Tainan County half a month ago.

The pattern was given by him, and the material was selected by Shen Shumo during his inspection. The embroiderers in Tainan County made a total of three, one of which was given to Shen Shumo, and the remaining two were collected by him.

I'll give He Chao another one in the evening.

Dinner in the evening, the meal is exceptionally simple.

It's not been a year since He Chao just came out of the temple, so he ate little meat and meat, while Rong Mu mainly ate vegetarian food, and the two of them had a harmonious diet.

Ruyi Xianggan, Double Pepper Water Tofu, and Yigu Soup are still mainly vegetarian.

There are no such strict rules on the table.

The instruction "Don't talk when you eat, don't talk when you sleep" no longer exists, He Zhao immediately picked up the bowl and chopsticks, chewing the peanuts in his mouth, during which he also asked Rong Mu a few questions from time to time.

Most of them were the difficulties that He Chao encountered during his homework review this month.

At dusk on the western mountain, under the bright yellow candlelight, Rong Mu explained He Chao's difficulties thoroughly in a few words, which made He Chao even skip a bowl of rice.

After the meal, Rong Mu rinsed his mouth, watched He Chao help tidy up the dishes, and took out a plain hairband from his wide sleeve.

He Chao rubbed his hands, looked at the hairband that Rong Mu sent to him, and asked in surprise, "For me?"

Rong Mu nodded, and passed the thing in his hand forward: "It was newly made when I was out in Tainan County, I think it suits you."

The man's knuckles are well-proportioned like jade, and his nails are manicured just right. At this moment, the soft headband is wrapped around Rong Mu's hand bones. With the light of the candle, He Chao can't tell the difference between the headband and Rong Mu's fingers. Festival, which one is more rosy.

He Chao stretched out his hand to take it with some embarrassment.

There is still a residual temperature on the hairband, which is the temperature of Rong Mu's knuckles.

He Chao carefully measured the hair tie in his hand, feeling it delicately with his fingertips.

Ordinary, but exceptionally pleasing to the eye.

Just like the clothes that Rong Mu took home before, simple yet elegant.

He Zhao knew at a glance that this was also Rong Mu's pattern.

Folding this hairband carefully and putting it into his sleeves, He Chao's eyes were bright, and he solemnly said: "I will use this hairband in the autumn of a few days, to get the joy of your Wenquxing."

What He Chao said made Rong Mu feel amused: "It's been so long, how can I still have the happiness of Wenquxing for you to enjoy."

"Yes, yes, you have it!" After refuting Rong Mu's words, He Chao said with a serious face, "I know you are very good, and you have something to hide from me. If I finally pass the palace examination, I will be able to May I ask you a few questions?"

Rong Mu kept silent, Fang Qiao's servants came over with new candles and a plate of green oranges.

The figures of the people who came and went shrank extremely short, and then dragged out extremely long in the next moment. When the wick swayed from side to side, it also dyed some warm light in Rong Mu's calm glazed eyes.

In the moment of silence, He Chao was still young and couldn't hold his breath: "If you really don't want to say it, then so be it, I won't force you."

The autumn wind brought the scent of green oranges, Rong Mu kneaded the green oranges in his hand, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Okay."

In the counties in the south of the Yangtze River, autumn is just beginning, and the wind blows unknowingly; while in the city of Haojing, autumn suddenly strikes, and the remnants of autumn frost are gone overnight.

The huge palace city is full of withered and yellow trees, and the rustling autumn intrudes into the palace walls.

"Brother Huang, why don't you believe that Ah Mu is gone? He's gone! Not here! Not here!"

Chu Yuheng's imperial study was in chaos, papers were flying around, brushes and ink were scattered, black ink stains were thrown everywhere, and there was a corner of the dragon pattern inkstone on the ground.

And the one who is screaming hoarsely at the emperor is the current princess, Chu Yumi; this chaotic imperial study is also thanks to her.

Chu Yumi didn't understand why her imperial brother suddenly went crazy, but yesterday he ordered to dig Ah Mu's grave. It was only a year since Ah Mu's burial, and the imperial brother treated Ah Mu like this.

The more Chu Yumi thought about it, the angrier she became, even looking at the portrait of Rong Mu hanging on the wall of a study room, she couldn't bear to be annoyed.

As for the man sitting on the dragon chair with a straight back and a bright yellow dragon robe, he looks high-spirited; there is also a piece of cloth tied to the wrist bone of his left arm, which is Rong Mu's hair that the man got from the prime minister's residence earlier bring.

Tied to the wrist, always visible, seeing things and thinking about people...

Facing the accusation from his own sister, Chu Yuheng closed the memorial calmly, and gently shook the white cloth belt in his sleeve.

His eyes suddenly sank, and Chu Yuheng called Xiao Xuanzi at the same time: "Take the princess down."

"Brother Emperor!"

"Go down!"

Chu Yumi was still unwilling to leave.

But Xiao Xuanzi had stopped in front of her, Chu Yumi stomped her feet, and amidst the sound of ring rings, she had no choice but to turn and leave angrily.

She came here to ask questions, but she didn't ask anything. Chu Yumi stopped suddenly after stepping on the threshold of the imperial study, and Xiao Xuanzi almost bumped into the master.

"His Royal Highness?" Xiao Xuanzi bent extremely low, not daring to raise his head.

"So why did Brother Huang order to dig out Ah Mu's grave?"

Xiao Xuanzi trembled, not daring to say more.

Her Royal Highness is obviously not as arrogant as before, but the calmness at this moment made Xiao Xuanzi break out in a cold sweat.

"Ah Mu's tomb spent thousands of dollars to build it. You and I both understand how much the emperor valued Ah Mu's funeral. The coffin is extremely precious. Once it is opened, it cannot be closed tightly...so the emperor's brother The sudden opening of Ah Mu's coffin must mean that the emperor knows something, right?"

Xiao Xuanzi's silence made Chu Yumi stare.

After taking a breath, Chu Yumi turned around, and Shen Yan confirmed: "Brother Huang suspects that Ah Mu is not dead, right..."

These words Chu Yumi's voice was very low, only the two of them could hear, Xiao Xuanzi was dripping with cold sweat, his fingers unconsciously clenched the handle of Fuchen.

But he did not deny Chu Yumi's speculation.

At this point, Chu Yumi understood the implied meaning.

Chu Yumi's tight lips finally loosened a little, and she used a little less force to grab the plain palace robe, and the floating blue meridian on the back of her white hand fell back and disappeared.

She is not stupid at all, in the past, the emperor was just on top of her head, so she didn't need to be smart.

After getting the information she wanted, after giving a cold snort, Chu Yumi waved her sleeves and left.

After seeing off Her Royal Highness the aggressive princess, Xiao Xuanzi's face was heavy.

It is better for the Prime Minister to still be alive than to be buried in the sea of ​​flames; but the difficult part right now is that the truth is that the Prime Minister may have deliberately escaped from the fire, and His Majesty may know that this is the Prime Minister's deliberate intention...

Thoughts are contradictory and complex.

Distraught little Xuanzi hurriedly asked his little eunuch to enter the house to clean up the chaotic imperial study.

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