Your Majesty, I am not worthy

Along the way, Chu Yuheng fantasized about countless scenes when he saw Rong Mu.

Maybe he would hug Rong Mu tightly, never parting from him; maybe he would reprimand Rong Mu for fleeing into the sea of ​​fire to his death, which made him sad for almost a whole year.

But he and Rong Mu were always the one who did the wrong thing first,? Goodbye Rong Mu, what face does he have to blame Rong Mu.

Near nostalgia timid.

When his chariot and horse approached the county where Rong Mu was, his calm heart began to pound; and when he saw the living Rong Mu leave the mansion and send Shen Shumo away, he looked ten steps away. Rong Mu,? Chu Yuheng instantly forgot about this person without telling him.

The face that appeared in his fantasy countless times is now truly presented in front of Chu Yuheng. Every time Chu Yuheng takes a step forward, the steps under his feet become more and more relaxed. Before, it was like pouring molten iron. The leg bones are extremely loose.

Just like after a catastrophe, the scars of small trips are not serious, and the messy thoughts can be suppressed by the joy of seeing the person who thinks.

The same is true for Chu Yuheng at the moment.

The heart lake that was violently disturbed not long ago was rippling layer upon layer, and the empty chest cavity that had left gaps was instantly blocked, and only one sentence sounded during it——

It's good that Rong Mu is alive.

But Chu Yuheng still didn't know that when he was only an arm's length away from Rong Mu, his normally deep and smooth face was covered with dark clouds, and his dark eagle eyes had turned red.

The fierce eyes and an irresistible gesture appeared in front of Rong Mu.

It seems that Rong Mu is like a prey caught in a trap, Chu Yuheng will swallow Rong Mu alive in the next moment.

Rong Mu suddenly held his breath, supported his body with a burst of breath, his back was still straight.

He looked at Chu Yuheng, who was half a head taller than him, and bowed with his usual expression: "The grassroots see Your Majesty."

But Chu Yuheng didn't say a word, and the fists that were clenched tightly when he came here were even more forceful.

Rong Mu saluted him, his voice was real, and the flat and cold male voice lingered in Chu Yuheng's ears, like the sound of heaven.

At the same time, the breeze blew, and the faint scent of medicinal herbs on the man in white floated in the sound that had just dissipated.

Slightly bitter, but Chu Yuheng instantly calmed down.

Loosening the bones of his hands, Chu Yuheng moved away from the sight that was sizing up Rong Mu, and his voice was unbearably low and hoarse: "Get up."

Goodbye monarchs and ministers, there is no tense atmosphere.

The two who returned to the hall of the mansion, just like they were still in Haojing, sat down with a distance between them, Rong Mu looked indifferent, while Chu Yuheng was serious.

But the atmosphere around the two of them was anxious and tormenting.

Chu Yuheng stared at Rong Mu who was close at hand, and stretched out his hand to take the tea that Rong Mu handed over, and the tiger's mouth of his big palm was tightly stuck around the mouth of the cup.

Chu Yuheng's heartstrings were still tense, he didn't say much, and he didn't dare to say much.

I'm afraid that if I make a sound, I will wake up, and then find that this is just a long and incomparably long dream.

After he dealt with Haojing's affairs in such a hurry, he followed Shen Shumo's footsteps to the county. He was trying his luck, but now he really saw Rong Mu and drank tea with Rong Mu...

Seeing the man's silence, Rong Mu unconsciously licked the corner of his lips.

He didn't know that Chu Yuheng's heart was constantly turbulent and turbulent, but Rong Mu was extremely calm now. Before Chu Yuheng found him, he was still anxious, worried about how he would deal with him if Chu Yuheng found him; But when Chu Yuheng appeared in front of him, Rong Mu's turbulent mood suddenly calmed down.

He is naked and alone, so why should he be afraid.

With a laugh in his heart, Rong Mu suppressed half a sip of tea in his lips, and then raised his eyes——

"The grassroots are guilty."

"How have you been lately?"

Two male voices came out at the same time, causing both Rong Mu and Chu Yuheng to be shocked.

Rong Mu held the bamboo-patterned cup in his hand, put his fingertips on the carved bamboo leaves and rubbed gently: "I'm having a great time."

Hearing the people in front of him say that life in Jiangnan was very good, Chu Yuheng lowered his eyebrows, so that the browbones were raised high, like two peaks.

Will Rong Mu, who left Haojing and his side, be so happy...

It's no wonder that when Rong Mu was determined to leave Haojing, he still thought that he was going to kill him.

Chu Yuheng looked at the present again, and Rong Mu was indeed more radiant than last year, and now his pale cheeks were a little more red, and his whole body was clean and radiant.For a moment, Chu Yuheng's complex emotions suddenly intertwined.

Swallowing his saliva, Chu Yuheng lost a little bit of his usual arrogance, "I'm sorry for you."

Rong Mu's finger bones paused slightly.

How can he be able to accept an apology from the king.

Looking at the cold and distant person in front of him, Chu Yuheng frowned and explained: "But I didn't intend to kill you at the beginning, it was because Wen Li wanted to attack Hua Huaiyin, I just haven't had time to stop it, you, Mu Believe me, no matter how vicious I am, I will never do anything to you."

The meaning of the man's explanation was obvious, and even the speed of his speech became hasty.

But these words only caused a faint layer of ripples in Rong Mu's heart.

Rong Mu shook the emerald teapot at his hand, there was not much tea in it, and he poured all the remaining tea into Chu Yuheng's cup.

Seeing the clear tea juice flowing down from the slender spout, Rong Mu's expression did not change at all: "The grass people know."

"You don't believe me?"

"Don't dare."

Chu Yuheng: "..."

And Rong Mu twisted his sleeves, his movements were minimal.

This is his usual small action when he is nervous. If Chu Yuheng had been a few years ago, he would have noticed that Rong Mu was nervous at this moment, but now that Chu Yuheng first saw Rong Mu, before his heart calmed down, there were countless little irons. The hammer struck the heart.

Amidst the thumping heartbeat, Chu Yuheng was eager to confess, so he also ignored Rong Mu's small movements; he wanted to reach out to touch the man in white in front of him, but before Rong Mu could dodge, Chu Yuheng's arm was stiff in the air .

In the end, Chu Yuheng lowered his outstretched hand weakly, and said in a dumb voice: "Whether you believe it or not, Ah Mu, I have no intention of harming you from the beginning to the end."

Have no intention of harming him?

When Rong Mu glanced at Chu Yuheng, the last bit of coldness in his eyes condensed again.

Chu Yuheng looked more capable than before, his face was thinner, and there were two thick bluish-gray marks under his eye sockets. Although he was not wearing a dragon robe but only a black dress, his whole body was becoming more and more profound. Still carrying a strong sense of coldness, as if he was trying his best to suppress the energy in his body, Rong Mu could vaguely see the meridian throbbing on Chu Yuheng's forehead.

Is this holding back your anger...

When he had a dispute with Chu Yuheng in the imperial study room before, Chu Yuheng also looked like this.

That was the worst quarrel between the two of them. Chu Yuheng pushed him away in a rage, and he knocked down on the incense burner.

Rong Mu's hand touched his chest unconsciously.

Now the bruise on his chest has healed long ago, but his heart palpitations towards Chu Yuheng became more and more serious.

Rong Mu lowered his face and closed his eyes sleepily, not daring to look at the expression of the person in front of him.

As for Chu Yuheng's explanation to him just now, he didn't dare to believe too much by chance.

Rong Mu let out a deep breath, secretly adjusted his chaotic breathing, and when he raised his eyes to face the person in front of him again, Rong Mu seemed to have returned to the calm and breezy before.

"Then His Majesty's visit to Lingqi County this time—"

Rong Mu paused for a moment, still gentle and handsome, but there was still a hint of mockery in the next question: "Did you come to catch me in person?"

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