Your Majesty, I am not worthy

As the year approaches, there are not too many trivial matters in the court.

All civil and military officials knew that Rong Mu had returned from northern Xinjiang, but Rong Mu hadn't gone to court for nearly ten days, and His Majesty's daily temper became even more violent.

Coinciding with the snow disaster in Sulan County this year, His Majesty disposed of nearly a dozen people and appointed many newcomers at the same time.

Your Majesty's temper is not good, and there are not a few people who did wrong things and were dealt with by the court, but today His Majesty's mighty dragon looks extraordinarily terrifying.

After finally waiting for the court, a group of officials' official uniforms were drenched in sweat in the winter.

Since when did His Majesty feel unhappy?

It seems that since the prime minister took leave...

Speaking of the prime minister, some of the officials went to the prime minister's mansion to save face, but they were all stopped by the guards of the prime minister's mansion.

When I asked, I found out that the Prime Minister had injured his body when he came back from northern Xinjiang, the cold air entered his body, and he was recuperating in bed, so he did not go to court.

They were blocked from the door and were not allowed to enter. When they visited again next time, the officials only brought some medicinal materials as a relief.

Rong Mu knew all these things in his heart, but he was not good at getting along with others, so he asked people to accept these herbs as a way of expressing his gratitude.

In the past few days, the wind and snow suddenly increased.

This is a rare white snow in the capital. The heavy snow covered the tall and yellow bamboo bushes in the courtyard with a white coat; even if incense was burned in the house, the strong smell of medicine could not stop it from dispersing from the courtyard to the surroundings.

Submerged in the bitter medicinal fragrance, Rong Mu has been lying on the bed for seven or eight days.

In the past few days, apart from washing and bathing, Rong Mu almost even ate on the couch.

Thinking about it, it might be because he was tired for a long time, and Rong Mu was still not used to such a sudden rest. Although it was a good rest, Rong Mu asked Song Du to find out the ancient books he had collected before, and read them again.

Many of them are famous objects and historical sites of the previous dynasty, if not for his intentions, these would have disappeared long ago.

Rong Mu cautiously flipped through the pages, holding on to the taillight of the candle, his handsome face remained motionless, with an indescribable tranquility and endless tenderness in his movements.

The pages of these books had turned yellow and could easily be broken if one was not careful.

When the servants came in to announce Princess Wen Min's arrival, Rong Mu had just finished flipping through the third ancient volume.

Hearing this, Rong Mu's deep, ink-like eyes lit up, and he said hastily: "Let Your Highness come in, it's cold outside."

This Princess Wen Min is Chu Yuheng's own sister, seven years younger than Chu Yuheng, and besides her, Chu Yuheng has no other relatives left in the world, so Princess Wen Min is the most favored in the palace that.

And Rong Mu has always been on good terms with Princess Wen Min.

The rings jingled, and Chu Yumi wore a crimson cloak of gold and silver interlaced lines on her body. The woman was in a hurry, and before she reached Rong Mu, Chu Yumi came to ask for responsibility with an angry face.

"If it wasn't for the emperor brother that Ben Gong asked, Ah Mu, wouldn't you send someone to tell Ben Gong that you are back?"

The corners of Rong Mu's lips curled slightly, and he put down the book in his hand: "I don't dare."

He didn't tell the princess, but he was afraid that Chu Yumi would rush over as soon as he heard that he was coming back. Now that the weather in the capital is so cold, it's easy to catch the cold when going back and forth.

Chu Yumi didn't really come here to ask for guilt.

She has known Rong Mu for almost ten years, and she knows what kind of person Rong Mu is. Although he has reached the first rank in his official position, Rong Mu is still humble and gentle in his heart.

The accompanying maid loosened the cloak on Chu Yumi's body and took it off.

At this moment, the room was burning with high-quality charcoal, and it was very warm. Putting down the Tang Pozi in her hand, Chu Yumi rubbed her hands and put them on top of the charcoal fire, her eyes shone brightly, and her words were as charming as a little girl's.

"You only have Brother Huang in your heart. I have heard from the people in the palace. Ah Mu, you went to look for Brother Huang just after you came back from Northern Xinjiang. Obviously, I live not far from Brother Huang, so you didn't come here." Look at this palace."

Chu Yumi pretended to be annoyed, but when she said it, she regretted it.

She forgot that the emperor's brother didn't see Ah Mu, and there was another person in the emperor's palace at that time...

Hearing her words, Rong Mu was stunned for a while, but Rong Mu was not angry, he asked his servants to prepare some refreshments, and said to Chu Yumi with a smile: "Your Highness, taste the barley brought from northern Xinjiang. Tea?"

Seeing that Rong Mu changed the subject, Chu Yumi looked at Rong Mu's expression carefully, seeing that he was not really angry, Chu Yumi felt a little relieved.

She still had a little extravagant hope in her heart.

Maybe Rong Mu doesn't like her imperial brother that much...

Rong Mu left the capital for three months. During these three months, Chu Yumi saw with her own eyes how her imperial brother doted on another person, and that person was also handsome, but compared with Rong Mu, Chu Yumi felt that the other party was just looking at him. There is only a face.

So Chu Yumi felt unfair for Rong Mu, and she even talked to the emperor when he gave the position to him.But the emperor ignored her, he still loved that person, but was annoyed by her, the emperor scolded her with a cold face.

Chu Yumi became more and more displeased with what the emperor brother did.

On the one hand, she complained in her heart that the emperor's brother was aggressive towards her because of outsiders, and on the other hand, Chu Xiaomi felt more and more unworthy for Rong Mu.

While drinking a pot of barley tea that Rong Mu personally brewed for her, Chu Yumi held a plain celadon cup and began to chatter.

Chu Yumi cared about whether he was cold and tired in northern Xinjiang, whether there was anything interesting in northern Xinjiang, and finally complained that the people living in the palace were not happy.

The chattering made the empty back room lively.

"Ah Mu, you don't even know that the imperial brother is cold, and he will perfunctory me when I go to him for dinner; and pretend that I don't know that there is someone hiding in his palace."

Hearing this, Rong Mu's hands froze when he was fiddling with the cup.

"There is also the high-quality saluo material that is newly made in the palace. I wanted it, but the emperor directly cut off my beard. Later, I went to ask someone to ask, and it turned out that the emperor took it to make clothes. Then The good red sara material is embroidered with golden hibiscus flowers! Brother Huang doesn’t like such bright colors..."

The more Chu Yumi talked, the more angry she became. She had been favored in the palace for so many years, and no one robbed her of things.

The tea stove on the charcoal fire was steaming.

Rong Mu twitched the corners of his mouth, hung his head and didn't know what he was thinking, but in fact, when he saw Wen Li, the gorgeous underwear on Wen Li's body clearly appeared in his mind.

The splendor of the hibiscus flowers dazzles the eyes brightly.

Rong Mu quickly recovered from his sour mood, and as he spoke, he rummaged through the bedside shelf and found a wooden box: "This is a gift that I brought to His Highness in Beijiang."

Chu Yumi didn't even bother to drink tea, the small wooden box in front of her was not too small, and there were golden and bright red birds inlaid with gold, jade and jewels on it.

She loves beauty and likes these bright things the most.

Stretching out his hand to caress the emerald green feathers of the bird, Chu Yumi asked with a smile on his face, "Are all the things in this box belong to me?"

Appearance nodded, eyes bright and deep: "It's not a precious thing, and I hope His Highness will not dislike it."

"No, no! Ah Mu is so kind, and even brought a gift for me!"

Chu Yumi asked the maid to hold the box carefully, so as not to trip it and break it, she turned around and couldn't help asking: "Then...Ah Mu, is there anything I can give to the emperor?"

Is there anything to give to Chu Yuheng?

Naturally, he would bring something to Chu Yuheng every time he left Haojing.

Seeing Rong Mu's hesitation, Chu Yumi stretched out his hand strangely, raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, "Come on, I know there must be!"