After marrying the disabled warrior king

At night, Yue Zhuming didn't know what kind of temper he had, and he didn't go back to his room, Shen Muting was also happy, but Yue Zhuming disappeared for several days, seven days passed, and Yue Zhuming didn't show up.

Before waiting for Yue Zhuming, Shen Muting was the first to wait for Lin Feiyu's invitation.

When receiving the greeting card, Shen Muting was nestling in Yue Zhuming's study and practicing calligraphy.

Shen Muting glanced at his crooked handwriting, put down his pen, and said to the servant who came forward to report: "Just bring the person here."

"Yes!" The servant hurriedly retreated.

But after five days, Lin Feiyu couldn't bear it anymore?

Shen Muting didn't think too much about it, Yue Zhuming hadn't been seen recently, Lin Feiyu would pay homage to Prince Zhan's residence so soon, it was tantamount to having made a decision.

Shen Muting continued to practice calligraphy, and Fu Qin was grinding ink next to him. Looking at Shen Muting's crooked characters, he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. Shen Muting finally gave up and took a look at Fu Qin, "Laugh if you want!"

The brush is really soft.

"My lord, do you want to try to copy the copybook of the prince?" Fu Qin asked tentatively. Fu Qin has been with Shen Muting for the past few days, and never left except for the rest time. He found that Shen Muting is very quiet, not as quiet as when he first met It feels shocking, but sometimes it is so quiet and well-behaved that it makes people feel distressed.

When one is alone, the surrounding air seems to be still, revealing a sense of isolation.

But most of the time he spends most of his time on the soft bed in the room and reads the villain books he ordered people to collect about Jianghu, or some weird stories. In the study room, I started to practice writing.

When Lin Feiyu came, Shen Muting was still practicing calligraphy, and when he saw the person who was concentrating on writing in front of the desk, Lin Feiyu's face showed a bit of surprise.

Fuqin backed out tactfully, Shen Muting didn't raise his head, waiting for Lin Feiyu to speak first.

After a while, Lin Feiyu walked behind Shen Muting, looked at the ugly words, and joked: "Brother Shen, I know you haven't studied much, but this word is too..."

"Brother Lin laughed." Shen Muting put down his pen, his snow-white sleeves were smeared with ink, but he didn't show any embarrassment.

"Brother Lin came to see me today, did you think about it?"

Lin Feiyu originally thought that Shen Muting would be more tactful, or to deal with him, but she didn't expect to be so straight to the point, but when she thought that his father was so busy recently, and even encountered several assassinations, Lin Feiyu couldn't help but Don't make a decision quickly.

His father didn't give him any advice on this matter, he only said to him: "It's better for a minister not to know about palace affairs."

In a word, it is known that the emperor did everything. This kind of assassination method is really difficult to be elegant in terms of the emperor's status, which makes Lin Feiyu hate the officialdom even more from the bottom of his heart.

He also suggested that his father should simply resign, but he couldn't.

"I didn't expect Brother Shen to be so transparent. Is it because I didn't know you in the past year, or is it because Brother Shen has lost his mind?" Lin Feiyu's tone was rather regretful.

Shen Muting chuckled, "Brother Lin, if you put yourself in the situation and think about it, maybe you will understand!"

Abandoned by his family like a shoe, as a garbage that has never been valued, his life and death are not important at all, but a burden.

Lin Feiyu has a pair of parents who love him. Even if his mother died early, his father never forced him to do anything, which caused him to be unrestrained all day long. But these few days let him know how much his father has done. pressure.

Lin Feiyu knew very well that if he expressed his opinion, he was not only representing himself, but also his father.

Thinking of these twists and turns, Lin Feiyu felt dizzy. If he had to choose between the emperor and the king of war, the king of war would undoubtedly be his favorite.

Lin Feiyu sized up Shen Muting, "I don't know if I should praise Brother Shen, 'Scholars will look at you with admiration in three days'." But now it's five days.

Shen Muting just smiled and didn't care about his confrontation, he just said: "I thought you could last until the day of the state banquet."

Lin Feiyu wanted to, but someone forced him to make a choice.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do." Lin Feiyu sat on the ground like a rogue, because there was only one chair behind Shen Muting in the study.

"Brother Lin is transparent, how to do it, I think Brother Lin has a conclusion in his mind." Shen Muting picked up the brush again and began to draw on the rice paper.

"Muting, you know that I didn't want to be an official." Even though he knew that this chance was slim, Lin Feiyu still wanted to test how much weight he had in Shen Muting's heart.

"How many people in this world can live as they please?" In his previous life, even if Shen Muting had the undead ability, he would still live forever.

Lin Feiyu heard the words, and knew that now that she came here, she might never be able to go back to her former wandering life.

Immediately afterwards, Shen Muting's voice changed, "It's fine if you don't become an official."

Hearing this, Lin Feiyu's eyes lit up immediately, but the next moment he was splashed with cold water.

Shen Muting raised his eyes and looked at Lin Feiyu with a smile, "As the prince's guest, stay in the palace."

"Shen Muting!" Lin Feiyu shouted suddenly, and Fuqin outside the door immediately pushed open the door, and the next moment Shen Muting's gaze swept towards him.

Fuqin backed out tactfully again.

"Brother Lin, that's the end of the conversation, whether you should or not, it's up to you to decide." Anyway, as long as he leaves the palace today, whether he should or not, he is a member of the King of War.

Lin Feiyu couldn't beat Shen Muting at all at this time, looked at Shen Muting with a very strange gaze, and said: "If Duke Shen knew that he personally gave such a sharp knife to King Zhan, wouldn't his stomach turn green with regret."

"It's too late!" Shen Muting's face was still calm.

Lin Feiyu felt that she should be very sensitive. Just now, when Shen Muting heard the word "Shen Guogong", he clearly showed a bit of murderous intent.

Such a person, Lin Feiyu felt that he couldn't afford to offend him, he had concerns, and he was not someone like Shen Muting who was so indifferent to family affection.

But after thinking about it, if I put myself in Shen Muting's position, can I still be so calm.

The outside world bets that the third son Shen can live a few days in the Zhanwang Mansion. Lin Feiyu knows that he is so underestimated, what does he think in his heart?That feeling of not being wanted by anyone...

"Then where do I live tonight?" Lin Feiyu decided to stay at Zhanwang Mansion tonight, "Also, send someone to protect my father, if there is anything wrong with my father..."

Having said this, Shen Muting bowed his head, "Brother Lin, I can only assure you, try my best."

Lin Feiyu was out of breath, but he really didn't dare to do anything to Shen Muting.

Shen Muting called Fuqin and asked him to take Lin Feiyu to stay.

Lin Feiyu looked at Shen Muting, who was unfamiliar now, and his teeth itched with hatred. How could he be targeted by such a person.

As soon as Lin Feiyu and Fuqin left, Yue Zhuming, who was hiding not far away, appeared and looked at Shen Muting through the wide open door. Shen Muting was still practicing calligraphy, with a calm and breezy expression.

"Master!" Qiu Xuan wanted to say something, but he didn't know whether to say it or not. Shen Muting was always thinking of their master. This should not be faked, even in order to win over Lin Feiyu...

If it is really Shen Chi's person, there is really no need to do this, but he has to be on guard, Shen Muting's thoughts are too heavy, their prince...

It wasn't that he was modest, he really felt that their prince's anger with Shen Muting would only make him even more angry. No, the maze that had just been repaired was ruined again.

Yue Zhuming naturally knew this, he really suffered a lot from Shen Muting in a certain way.

"What does the right minister say?"

The state banquet is approaching, and the frontier is considered peaceful now, if Shen Chi wants to promise Shen Muhua to Fang Shijing, then Fang Shijing will definitely be recalled.

He was not worried about Fang Shijing's rebellion regardless of the overall situation, he was afraid of accidents.

He is not a saint, nor does he know how to make clever calculations. No one can predict how many troubles will happen in the future. If Yue Lintian doesn't act so ruthlessly, it doesn't matter if he handed over the military power, but...

Yue Zhuming stared at his legs, Shen Muting was alive, it was his hope to stand up.

"The emperor has issued a decree to recall Fang Shijing, but what exactly depends on Fang Shijing's intentions."

Fang Shijing's personality is familiar to everyone, but in three years...

There are too many variables that can arise in three years, the right minister covets the military power, the emperor wants to get the military power back, and even Shen Chi also wants the military power.

The emperor wanted to split the military power in his hands, but he couldn't find a place to do it. Regarding this, Yue Zhuming really felt that the emperor Yue Lintian had failed.

Obviously as long as you don't kill him, let him be an idle prince, or don't let him return to the capital, it's a good plan, and he has nothing to say about the division of military power, but he doesn't plan to leave him a way out at all.

"Push me over!" Yue Zhuming felt depressed, and he couldn't hide from some things, he couldn't really rely on Shen Muting for everything, if that was the case, then he was only one step away from death.

"Finally willing to see me?" Shen Muting didn't even raise his head, hearing the sound of the wheels, he knew it was Yue Zhuming.

"Come and see, I can't write this word well, you can teach me." Shen Muting stretched out his hand and wiped his face. His left hand just held the sleeve robe of his right hand, and when he wiped his face, there was a smear of ink. Yin, that often sly face instantly wiped away Yue Zhuming's gloom just now, and she laughed muffled.

Shen Muting raised his head, his fox eyes blinked suspiciously, Qiu Xuan didn't understand the couple's love/interest, so he obediently pushed Yue Zhuming over.

The sound of closing the door sounded, and Yue Zhuming motioned stiffly to Shen Muting, "Lower your head."

"Huh?" Although Shen Muting was puzzled, he still obeyed obediently, seeing Yue Zhuming raised his hand and wiped his face, Shen Muting realized that his hands were stained with ink.

Shen Muting pulled Yue Zhuming behind him, sat on his lap, motioned for Yue Zhuming to hold his hand, and said softly, "Have you lost your anger?"

How could Yue Zhuming admit it, saying: "These days are busy."

"Busy breaking through the maze? Fisting with your wooden soldiers?" Shen Muting deliberately didn't say anything.

Yue Zhuming: ...

He looked at Shen Muting's snow-white neck, and suddenly opened his mouth and bit it down.

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