King's Landing [Rebirth]

When Sima Rong came back from the shogunate, he heard that Wang Shuzhi had gone out with Mrs. Wang. He had nothing to do for a while, so he walked to the lake at the back, and when he reached a rockery, he vaguely heard someone mentioning him, and subconsciously stopped.

At this time, the summer mood was strong, and the places he passed were covered with shades of green, and the cicadas chirped a few times, covering up the whispers of the two maidservants, but his hearing was so good that he could hear them clearly.

"Mr. Yan Qing is a man after all, he can't bear children, and he doesn't have a prominent lintel. Of course, my wife is not happy about it!"

"Even so, the prime minister still runs to Mr. Yan Qing every night, maybe the wife can do nothing against him."

"But the prime minister left after only a short while. He is much more estranged than before. After all, the prime minister is a filial son. Maybe after a long time, he will really listen to his wife's words? In fact, it's better if Mr. Yan Qing doesn't follow the prime minister..."

"What's the best way? Could it be that you've fallen in love with him? Hee hee!"

"Pfft! What nonsense? Didn't you see that my wife is always invited by various officials and women in Beijing to play? Nine out of ten families have daughters who are waiting to be married. Madam dragged the prime minister over today just to see Xi Tai If Young Master Yan Qing finds out about the little girl of the Wei family, she will be very sad."

"Look at these two frowning brows of yours in the snapshot of the water, and you say you have fallen in love with him?"

"What do you say I am! I am not the same!"

"Haha! I'm not as duplicity as you! I just like it, so what? You ask how many people in the mansion don't like it? Although Mr. Yan Qing has a humble status, he is no worse than the prime minister. We would rather marry him than Marry a vulgar sharecropper!"

"It's a good idea, maybe one day you will be spotted by an official, and the prime minister will send you to be a concubine."

"I'm not even willing to kill you! You little bastard can't say a good word!"

Sima Rong didn't pay attention to the laughter behind him, he just raised his legs and left numbly, and he didn't recover until he sat down in the gazebo by the lake, but his face had already turned pale.

He wrote a letter to the Queen Mother a few days ago, saying that he was very worried when he heard that his father had fallen ill last time, and he missed the Queen Mother very much, so he decided to return to Beijing to visit.This letter was handed over to Brother Huang, presumably he has already sent someone to deliver it, and it will be handed over to the Empress Dowager soon.

The closer the day of returning to the palace, the more restless he became. He had not slept soundly for several nights in a row, tossing and turning, Wang Shuzhi's bright smiling eyes always appeared in front of his eyes, and he didn't know how to deal with it.

Sima Rong sat by the lake until sunset, and asked the servants in the mansion to search for it. Hearing that the prime minister was staying in Xi's mansion for dinner, he suddenly lost his appetite. Returning to the Temple of Stopping Clouds, Wang Shuzhi knelt down at the bottom of the steps and looked at him with a gloomy expression. His heart was throbbing, and he suddenly woke up from the pain.

As the night darkened, Wang Shuzhi returned to the mansion, took his mother back to her room to rest, turned around and hurriedly called the steward over, and asked, "How is Yan Qing today?"

The steward replied: "Looking at the poor complexion, I sat alone by the lake for a long time after I came back, and went to rest before dinner."

Wang Shuzhi frowned when he heard this, waved his hands away, took out a stack of files hidden in his sleeve and put them on the shelf, turned around to look at him, but just as he stepped over the threshold with one foot, he saw Pei Liang hurrying over, so he had to He stopped, turned around and walked back to the front of the case.

When Pei Liang entered, he saw him pull out the file from the shelf, stepped forward and said: "Prime Minister, Mr. Yan Qing has been to an utensil shop in the west of the city a few times recently, and his subordinates couldn't find out what he was doing there, but found that The family shopkeeper has contacts with the Xie family."

Wang Shuzhi looked up at him: "Is it so easy to find out?"

"Yes, my subordinates also find it strange that Mr. Yan Qing always enters in a dignified manner, as if he is not worried about being spotted."

Wang Shuzhi was slightly stunned, staring down at the opened file in front of him, and said in a low voice, "Did he let me know on purpose, or did he not care about being found out by me?"

Hearing him talking to himself, Pei Liang didn't dare to respond indiscriminately, so he kept silent.

Wang Shuzhi came back to his senses and asked again: "What else did you find?"

"They not only have contact with the Xie family, but also have close contacts with King Jing." Pei Liang saw Wang Shuzhi's eyes condensed slightly, and said, "This subordinate dares to guess that His Royal Highness is recuperating at King Jing's. These people are related to each other. Its root should be related to His Highness the Second Highness."

Wang Shuzhi was silent for a long time, then nodded: "The Second Highness can live in the palace to this day, it should not be easy. It's not that I underestimated him, but I heard that he is no different from a useless person, so I never took it to heart. Go and check again. , what is the situation of the Second Highness?"

"Yes. Mr. Yan Qing..."

"It's hard to understand..." Wang Shuzhi shook his head and smiled, "Since he is related to the prince, his family must have participated in court battles before, but I have looked through many files and can't find out which family he came from. Since the capital was moved, civil strife It has never been calmed down. There are those who ascend to heaven in one day, and those who perish overnight. But those whose families are ruined, not only have enmity with the prince, but also have a higher family status. Now add one more, and have a relationship with King Jing or His Royal Highness. The interests are related, and based on the clues held by the shogunate, such a special family cannot be found."

Pei Liang was a little surprised: "The shogunate has almost mastered the secrets of the country, but they can't find out?"

Wang Shuzhi sighed, and waved at him: "Look at this for me again, this was tricked from Xi Taiwei today, let's see if you can figure it out."

Pei Liang was not good at sorting files, so he couldn't help feeling overwhelmed, thinking that this matter was more confidential, and the prime minister had to do it himself, so he bit the bullet and went over.

Wang Shuzhi picked out the wick for him, and hurried out after explaining.

Arriving at Sima Rong's place, seeing the darkness inside, he hesitated, raising his hand to knock on the door, when suddenly the door opened from the inside, he couldn't help being stunned.

Sima Rong raised his eyelids, his eyes showed a bit of confusion and drowsiness, lacking the usual clarity, as if he had just woken up, seeing him standing silently at the door, for a moment, he couldn't tell whether he was in a dream or outside the dream, subconsciously Raising his hand, his fingers stopped half an inch away from his cheek.

Wang Shuzhi hurriedly held his hand, his eyes filled with surprise: "Yan Qing!"

Sima Rong was startled, then suddenly came to his senses, and hurriedly pulled out his hand: "Are you back?"

Wang Shuzhi throbbed a little because of this simple sentence, grabbed his hand again, and locked his eyes firmly on his face: "You haven't eaten at night? What's wrong?"

"I'm not hungry." Sima Rong replied casually, but just as he finished speaking, his stomach suddenly turned upside down, and he groaned a few times, and couldn't help but look embarrassed.

Wang Shuzhi hurriedly pulled him in: "Sit down first, I'll get you some food." Before he could refuse, he hurriedly turned and went out.

Sima Rong walked to the door and watched him go away under the moonlight, the handsome figure in his eyes coincided with the lonely back in the dream, panicked, took a deep breath quickly, turned around, walked to the desk and sat down.

Wang Shuzhi asked someone to heat up the food, brought it over in a food box, arranged everything, took the chopsticks and stuffed them into his hands, and said with a smile: "Eat quickly, it's not good to be hungry for a long time."

Sima Rong saw that he had also taken the bowls and chopsticks himself, and asked in surprise, "Isn't the prime minister full tonight?"

"The food in Xi Taiwei's mansion is not to your taste. I ate less and I'm hungry again."

Sima Rong lowered his eyes, and without thinking, he brought food for him: "You went to Xi Taiwei's residence? Didn't he annoy you last time because you rejected your relatives?"

Wang Shuzhi's eyes lighted up slightly, and he looked at him: "He is annoyed, but his wife is not annoyed, she insisted on dragging his mother to eat, and also wanted to marry me." Seeing him stop his chopsticks slightly, he laughed, "I I won't agree."

Sima Rong's throat was slightly astringent, and he ate some food in silence. Seeing the eyes on the other side getting hotter and hotter, his body couldn't control the heat, so he hurriedly put down the bowl and chopsticks, and said embarrassingly, "I'm sorry for the Prime Minister, I'm full."

Wang Shuzhi also put down the bowl and chopsticks, watched him rinse his mouth with a smile, and watched him wipe his mouth with a handkerchief. His every move was not free and easy like a famous scholar, but he showed dignity everywhere, with his unique introverted charm.

Sima Rong felt uncomfortable when he saw him, and when he lowered his head to rinse his mouth, he concealed his complicated emotions and packed the food box.

"Let's put it aside, it's not that there are no servants in the mansion." Wang Shuzhi stopped him, "I will arrange two servants for you tomorrow, and I will order you anytime if you have something to save trouble."

"No, I was originally a servant, and I'm not used to being served."

"Then how can it be? You used this set of rhetoric when you first moved here, why are you still using it now? Where are you a servant? Now who doesn't know the relationship between you and me?"

Sima Rong's breath was slightly disturbed, and he raised his eyes to look at him steadily, his black eyes were somewhat soft under the dim light of the candle.

Wang Shuzhi raised his hand to straighten a strand of fine hair at his temples, and smiled affectionately: "Yan Qing, I will add two servants to you, do you accept?"

Accepting the servant means accepting the unusual relationship between the two of them, Sima Rong knew it well, but after he hesitated for a moment, he kissed his lips, and his consciousness suddenly became confused.

Wang Shuzhi hugged his back tightly, rubbed his fingertips lightly, let go of his lips and tongue after a while, and kissed the corners of his eyes, the bridge of his nose, and all over his cheeks.

"Promise me, okay?"

Sima Rong clenched his fists and wanted to retreat, but he was pushed down on the couch. This ambiguous posture immediately sparked anger between the two of them.

Wang Shuzhi was afraid that he would be difficult to control, so he hurriedly stood up and looked deeply at the person on the couch, his eyes darkened.

Feeling empty, Sima Rong slowly opened his eyes, his chest was still heaving violently, but his eyes looked blankly at the beams deep in the shadows.

Wang Shuzhi caressed his lips with his fingers: "Yan Qing..."

Sima Rong stood up suddenly, and got very close to him, the blankness in his eyes disappeared suddenly, and the deep deep pool suppressed strong emotions, and said in a hoarse voice: "If I promise you, I will give up a lot. In the future, if you can't Share joys and sorrows with me, advance and retreat together, I..."

"I will!" Wang Shuzhi hurriedly agreed without waiting for him to finish, looking at him with burning eyes, "I will support whatever you do."

Sima Rong stared at him closely, took a deep breath, licked his lips, suddenly raised his hand to hook the back of his neck, and kissed his lips heavily.

Wang Shuzhi felt as if he had been struck by lightning, he was stunned by the huge surprise, felt the softness and burning of his lips, and his breath was heavy, he hugged him tightly, wishing to push him in from his chest, and immediately opened his mouth to welcome him in , and then firmly hooked the tip of his tongue.

Sima Rong's mind suddenly went blank, his eyelashes trembled, and his breath was short of breath.

The two of them were heating up rapidly, when they suddenly heard a rapid knock on the door, they paused, pretending not to hear it, but unexpectedly the sound became more and more urgent, so they had to stop.

Wang Shuzhi stared heavily at the person below him, paused for a moment, and raised his voice, "What happened?"

Sima Rong's ears burned when he heard the hoarseness in his voice.

The people outside hurriedly said: "Report to the prime minister, the emperor has passed out!"