Your Majesty, I am not worthy

Maybe it's because there are too many places to turn around during the day and the muscles and bones are too tired. After entering the imperial concubine's couch, Rong Mu's upper and lower eyelids soon began to fight.

Even before the candle was burned out, Rong Mu couldn't suppress the drowsiness and closed his eyes gently.

Have fewer dreams at night.

It's just that Rong Mu slept more and more tired, and the quilt on his body was still a little too tight. Rong Mu frowned, and then there was a burst of warmth behind him, as if someone was about to light a fire in his sleep. The stove tugged towards him.

In the soothing warmth, Rong Mu leaned back involuntarily, the eyelids that hadn't been opened completely closed.

The next day, Yin time had just passed.

The sky has not yet dawned,? The candles in the candlesticks have lost their light, and only a small section of scorched wick and a series of flattened candle tears are left.

As soon as Rong Mu turned over, he felt something hit his forehead.

Sudden pain...

Before raising his eyes, Rong Mu half-raised up with his arms propped up on the couch.

With the help of the faint morning light, Rong Mu's still sleepy eyes were covered by slightly disheveled hair, and Rong Mu had a clear view of the person on the couch.

Chu Yuheng, who was supposed to be resting on the main couch, got onto his not-so-big concubine couch at some point. Under the light and shadow, Chu Yuheng's tall body writhed aggrievedly, and half of his body vacated.

And following Rong Mu's movement of getting up halfway, the only quilt on the couch completely slipped to Rong Muli's side.

It was still cold in the early morning, so after removing a layer of underwear that was not too warm, Chu Yuheng was in the twelfth lunar month in the south of the Yangtze River.

In a moment, Rong Mu leaned back, and used the quilt that fell behind him to separate the two of them.

At that moment, Chu Yuheng frowned fiercely, but he could smell the familiar smell of Rong Mu in his embrace. The originally creased brows quickly eased; Chu Yuheng even curled up and buried his head in the mattress , rubbed contentedly.

But looking at the man in front of him who was covered by the blanket and still unable to respond, Rong Mu sighed helplessly.

The man was still in a hangover.

Gently coming down from the other side of the imperial concubine's bed, Rong Mu put on his clothes one by one, and when he buttoned the last button of his outer robe, his eyes suddenly fell on Chu Yuheng's messy pile of clothes on the table superior.

Black cloth with silver patterns, the low-key color is still extravagant, but even this can't make Rong Mu so surprised at the moment.

It made him suddenly dilate his pupils, but still half covered the dilapidated jade pendant in the black clothes.

Familiar jade material, but the delicate carvings have been broken.

It's all so dilapidated, does Chu Yuheng still wear it next to him...

But this is like his love, ten years will expire.

When Chu Yuheng opened his eyes, his face was covered by the soft mattress in front of him.

Feeling dizzy, fortunately this time Chu Yuheng could vaguely remember what happened later.

Smoked by alcohol last night, he came to Rong Mu's mansion, what was left was the sharp dagger that Rong Mu stabbed into his abdomen when he broke in,

It was really sudden that he walked through the mansion like this last night, but Rong Mu opened a dagger on the bed alone in the middle of the night when he was not around... Chu Yuheng went on to investigate the past in detail, and suddenly "suicide" two Words become the last lingering sound in the ear.

Chu Yuheng's complexion became more and more gloomy as he covered his lower abdomen, which was still in throbbing pain.

Especially now that he just woke up and looked around, the house was empty.

The person he wanted to see the most was nowhere to be seen. Chu Yuheng had a small hammer in his mind, "Boom, boom, boom". He casually put on the robe on the table and went out to look for it.

Rong Muyuan got up earlier than Chu Yuheng.

And an hour ago, Shen Shumo came to his house.

Rong Mu was still in the study room revising the books to be used by the school in the future, Shen Shumo's face was happy, but his eyes were blue: "Brother Rong, I have found a suitable place for you!"

Yesterday Shen Shumo looked through the stack of title deeds, and finally found a quiet and secluded place inside, so Shen Shumo woke up early today to look for Rong Mu.

But at the moment when Rong Mu heard the words, he paused the soft pen in his hand, and at the moment his whole body was cold and gurgling, and he also felt a sense of loss: "Thank you, Brother Shen, for your kindness, but I'm afraid I won't be able to use it anymore."

Shen Shumo's hand that took out the land deed paused slightly: "Why?" "The one was found, and now he lives in my house."

Shen Shumo: ...

Half an hour later, in the octagonal pavilion, Rong Mu and Shen Shumo were making tea around the stove.

The small stove was picked by Rong Mu himself when he was not busy half a month ago, it is shaped like an ancient tripod, and it burns lychee charcoal collected in summer.

But when the old rock tea was mixed with cooked Pu and several tea leaves and placed in front of Rong Mu together with the stove, Rong Mu realized that he was not very good at these things.

Fortunately, Shen Shumo traveled all over the world, and his ability to read tea is also very good.

Rong Mu saw Shen Shumo squatting in front of the furnace and digging out the hole at the bottom of the furnace to ventilate the ashes, silently remembering Shen Shumo's technique in his heart.

And Shen Shumo finally calmed down from the trembling that Rong Mu said just now, as for the matter of wanting Rong Mu to go to his Zhuangzi before, he temporarily pressed down and said nothing.

Relying on his own thoughts, no one would know, and Shen Shumo had a family background, so all his worries disappeared immediately.Rong Mu knows a lot, if he dares to stay against that person's will, then he will dare to stay here with Rong Mu.

At this moment, the aged rock tea cooked by Shen Shumo exudes a mellow smell, Rong Mu leaned over and sniffed lightly with lowered eyebrows and eyes.

Obviously waiting for tea, Rong Mu's current posture seems to have been painted, and the elegance can be passed down through the ages.

Shen Shumo lost his mind just by glancing at him, and coughed: "Brother Rong...what are your plans in the future? Will that guy really let you go so easily?"

"Take a step and count as a step, but the prospects are not too bleak."

"It's good that you know..." Shen Shumo bit his cheek, and couldn't hold back, he threw out the question he was most concerned about to the person in front of him, "If that person wants to protect Brother Rong and you return to the capital, I will give you a promise." You can get it again... Brother Rong, are you willing to do it too?"

After all, Rong Mu was an official prime minister before, and this time the man was sincere in looking for Rong Mu, Shen Shumo was not sure if Rong Mu really let go of the glory of the past.

Swirling the tea juice, the clear tea color was reflected in his eyes, Rong Mu replied seriously: "Those can be discarded like trash, I live a comfortable life in Lingqi County now, why do I have to go back and go to the muddy waters of the court again."

"Brother Rong, you are absolutely right, as a brother, isn't the wealthy party also happy and reckless?" Shen Shumo quickly answered.

Rong Mu's reluctance to return to Haojing is a good thing for Shen Shumo.

So when the fire was roasting, Shen Shumo finally got the idea to laugh with Rong Mu: "The folks say 'three years to make a medicine, ten years to make a pill, and 20 years to make a treasure', brother Rong, your tea is very good for boiling."

Inviting someone to drink tea requires the visitor to cook the tea himself, Rong Mu said slightly: "Brother Shen's technique is better, if I cook this tea, it will be thrown into my hands, so I have to thank Brother Shen."

"If Brother Rong wants to express his gratitude, how about playing a piece of "Fuyao Yin" for brother?"

"Fuyao Yin" is a famous guqin piece, Rong Mu remembered that he never revealed in front of Shen Shumo that he knew how to play the guqin.

But maybe Shen Shumo saw the guqin on the table when he went to his study before, Rong Mu raised his eyebrows slightly, and didn't refuse: "In that case, it's good that Brother Shen doesn't dislike it."

After a cup of tea, Rong Mu came over with a guqin in his arms: "I'm not good at it, I'm making a fool of myself."

Rong Mu's "showing his ugliness" this time is really not self-effacing, and there are several places where he is not happy.

But Shen Shumo still listened with gusto.

After the song, Shen Shumo kept boasting.

After all, Rong Mu has self-knowledge, and was not dazzled by this man's series of compliments. At this moment, his white and slender fingers lightly pressed the strings, and said with a smile: "It's not bad, brother Shen, don't lie to me, I've been wrong a lot." here."

"Isn't this better than Brother Rong's playing in the academy back then?" Shen Shumo smiled and handed a new cloud pattern teacup to Rong Mu who was by the stove.

Rong Mu didn't answer, he just raised his head and asked, "Brother Shen has seen me play the guqin in the academy?"

"I've seen it." Shen Shumo suddenly smiled even more, "Don't say that you are a brother and don't help your relatives now, brother Rong, your piano skills back then were really life-threatening."

"……Sorry."

Rong Mu has countless shining titles on his head. Who would have thought that he is proficient in both arts and sciences, but because of his late exposure to music, he stumbled in the piano art.

It's just that he had a good reputation in the academy, and he only showed his poor piano skills in front of Chu Yuheng, but he didn't expect Shen Shumo to be tortured by him.

It was rare for Rong Mu to be ridiculed so much that his ears turned red.

And when Chu Yuheng came looking for him in messy clothes, he saw Rong Mu playing the piano with a smile on Shen Shumo.

The touch of red on the tip of Baici's ear is extremely dazzling.