The reborn prince is hard to raise

Gu Mingheng raised his hand to his lips, and coughed lightly. He was a little uncomfortable with the word "husband" in He Weng's mouth. Looking at Lu Chengning from the corner of his eye, he saw that although there was no change in his expression, there was an obvious change in the corners of his lips. smile.

"Well, he is Lu Chengning, my husband." After a pause, Gu Mingheng said it calmly, without any embarrassment.Although these two words are really weird as a man, since the last life, he has gradually begun to accept this identity.

When Crane Weng saw the expressions of the two of them, his eyes were full of interest.He sat back on the couch, tugged at his wrinkled clothes, thought for a while, and said with a firm tone, "That's it!" His slack eyelids curled up happily.

Gu Mingheng and Xie Yunhong at the side looked at each other, both of them were puzzled, when did he agree with He Weng?

"Senior..." Gu Mingheng looked at He Weng with some doubts, and heard him interrupt his words directly, with a little excitement, "That's it, that's it, you play chess with the old man, and the old man treats your husband."

He was still gesturing with one hand, and after speaking, he moved closer to Gu Mingheng, opened his eyes wide, and said very seriously, "I must not let this old man go! Otherwise, I won't be able to cure you." He had a childlike look on his face, very stubborn and persistent.

Gu Mingheng couldn't restrain his emotions and laughed when he heard the words, his eyes were like five-petal peach blossoms blooming on the branches under the spring sun, carved by nature, elegant and natural.He didn't expect to succeed so easily, he bowed straight and saluted, "Gu Mingheng thanked the old man!" His words were completely grateful without any hypocrisy.

He Weng waved his hands with an indifferent expression, "No thanks, no thanks, I really don't thank you, you teach me how to play chess, I'm happy!" He took two steps and took Lu Chengning's hand, "Let's go, let the old man Let's see how to heal your eyes..." While muttering, he walked towards the outside of the house.

Lu Chengning felt a strange hand grabbing his wrist, and he hesitated when he took a step.This is not a place he is familiar with, and the darkness in front of him makes him feel a little scared in his heart.

At this moment, the other hand was held, feeling the familiar temperature coming from between the interlocking fingers of the two, Lu Chengning subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"There are steps in the first two steps." A soft and slow voice came from the side, and Lu Chengning subconsciously bent his mouth, and responded shallowly, "En."

Leading Lu Chengning to sit at the table, Gu Mingheng looked at the crane man who was taking Lu Chengning's pulse with his eyes closed and didn't make the slightest sound.It has been going on for less than half an hour, and there is nothing else in the room except the sound of the wind.

Gu Mingheng stood quietly at the side, and in his mind, he recalled that he was invited into the palace to inquire about the prince's illness in his previous life, and he had the same appearance, and it took about an hour to feel his pulse.Opening his eyes, he shook his head and sighed, "If this child was born in the mountains and rivers, he must have cultivated spiritually in the mountains and rivers, knowing the realm beyond the reach of mere mortals. It's a pity."

Standing up while speaking, looking at Lu Chengning, who was already handsome but unresponsive to the outside world, with a complicated expression, "Born in the royal family..." Sighing, he turned and left the East Palace, his gray robes were loose, and his steps were steady.

But because at that time, Crane Weng discovered that his body had already been poisoned with many kinds of poisons, even if he was treated, he would not get better?

Gu Mingheng looked at the unfocused Lu Chengning, feeling bitter in his heart - Ah Ning, if we have any escape route, what's the harm in living in seclusion?But you were born in the royal family, and you were born to be the crown prince of Dayong.There is no way for us to survive but to stand by the throne as victors.

He looked towards the small window on the mud wall of the thatched hut, and he could see the sun was setting and the mountains were like a daisy.

In the courtyard, Xie Yunhong stood behind Mu Hanjiang, moved his lips, but didn't know what to say.He glanced into the hut, and saw He Weng was taking Lu Chengning's pulse, as calm as a painting.

Turning his gaze back, Xie Yunhong tightened his grip on the folding fan, and took two steps forward, "I spoke a little harder before..." He looked at the shadows in front of the two of them, and said softly.

Suddenly, Mu Hanjiang looked at Xie Yunhong in surprise. He had grown up with him since he was a child. He had never seen Xie Yunhong apologize to anyone. He was extremely proud in his bones. That's all.

Now... are you apologizing to yourself?

Thinking of this, Mu Hanjiang was stunned for a moment, and he looked at Xie Yunhong with deep eyes, with the same gleaming facial features and the same proud expression, but there was always something incomprehensible.

Thinking of this, my heart trembled slightly, but I forced myself to ignore it.

Seeing Xie Yunhong whose face was a little unnatural because of his gaze, Mu Hanjiang looked away.He stared at the distant mountains with a seriousness rarely seen on weekdays.

"In the past two days, I have thought a lot." He slowly opened his mouth in silence, his tone was flat and without any ups and downs, "When I was young, I knew that my life, death, honor, and disgrace in this life, Mu Hanjiang, had already been compared with Donggong Gong. tied together."

His voice was low and firm, and the ups and downs of the mountains seemed to be reflected in his eyes. If there was a majestic aura, "No one can force the people of the Yanyun Mu family. We are not afraid of life and death, so that we can be invincible on the battlefield." Father Marshal once said that the Mu family who hold military power are sharp blades and strong shields, and everyone who yearns for power wants to get it. But we are loyal to those who are on the throne.”

He suddenly looked at Xie Yunhong, "But I have decided to be loyal to the East Palace—because you are all there."

Traveling thousands of miles from the six prefectures of Yanyun to the capital, everything is completely unfamiliar.In that piece of land where horses are chasing after wind, he is Mu Hanjiang, the Saburo of the Mu family, the Mu Hanjiang who dares to fight wolves, and who dares to swing a knife at the barbarians of Xidi.

But the moment he entered Beijing, all his previous positioning disappeared. Standing on the white jade steps, he looked at the pavilions, towers, pavilions and painted buildings, and the air seemed to be filled with the fragrance of cosmetics and extravagant glitz.

Here is a completely different capital from the Yanyun Six States.Here is no longer his foothold.

Xie Yunhong looked at Mu Hanjiang, his eyes slightly opened, looking a little shocked.But this kind of Mu Hanjiang is strange but amazing.

"The East Palace can only belong to Lu Chengning and Gu Mingheng." He narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly let out murderous aura, as if thinking of something, even his eyes were filled with hostility, "I would like to serve as a sword as a shield, and swear to protect it to the death."

The decisive ending made Xie Yunhong's heart tremble.

"Ahong, I'm fine." After he finished speaking, he took a breath, and his voice suddenly softened. The word "Ahong" was like the water in Taiye Pool, clear and free of impurities.

He looked at Mu Hanjiang's already sharpened outline, and for some reason his heart suddenly became confused.Taking a deep breath, he curled up his red lips and smiled, "In that case, I will entrust my life to you, Mu Hanjiang, okay?"

After saying a word, even Xie Yunhong himself was stunned, and the folding fan in his hand fell to the ground with a "slap", and the jade fan bones were shining.

The two were silent for a long time. Mu Hanjiang suddenly bent down and picked up the folding fan on the ground. The warm jade seemed to still carry the warmth of Xie Yunhong, and it fell to his heart along his fingertips.

He handed the folding fan in front of Xie Yunhong, holding the bones of the fan with fingers that were rough due to years of martial arts practice. Step over my bones, no one in the world can hurt you at all."

Xie Yunhong took the folding fan in a daze and held it tightly in his hand.He watched Mu Hanjiang turn around speechlessly, and walked towards the hut with strides. He watched his dark clothes swaying slightly, which was obviously lacklustre, but it burned his eyes more than sunlight.

"Is there no one who can hurt me?" Xie Yunhong who was standing on the spot unfolded his folding fan bit by bit, his originally rippling eyes slowly sank, as if there was a dark brilliance and silence.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, which complemented his expression with deep sadness, and the corners of his eyes were slightly wet, as if he was about to shed tears. "Really, it's embarrassing to be here in this life..." A soft sigh disappeared with the mountain wind, and disappeared without a trace.He tightened his five fingers and closed the folding fan, as if he had lost his strength, his hand dropped to his side.The water-colored dark lines swayed, no matter how difficult it was to calm down.

He raised his steps lightly, and the silk shoes fell to the ground without a sound.

If I knew it was such a stumbling block, why didn't I know each other... I didn't know each other...

In the distance, the mountains are surrounded by water, the clear river is flat, and the wind is weak.

When he stepped into the hut, he heard Gu Mingheng's surprised voice, "Will you really leave with us, old man Crane?" His voice was rarely emotional, and he looked at the old man with some surprise.

Plunging the last silver needle into Lu Chengning's Weeping Point, He Weng nodded towards Gu Mingheng, "I live in the mountains and rivers every day, so I should go to the world for a walk, to be contaminated with the world of mortals." He cleaned it with a cotton cloth After holding his hand, the old man standing under the bed with his hands behind his back actually looked like a fairy.

He shifted his gaze to Lu Chengning who was quietly sitting on the bamboo chair, "His eyes can't be recovered after a few days of acupuncture. If he doesn't improve, your situation will be very difficult." His hale eyes seemed to be able to As if seeing through the world, his tone was leisurely, but he was never deceived by the surface.

Gu Mingheng looked at the old man with a smile on his face, and saluted solemnly, with his long sleeves flattened, "I will never forget the kindness of seniors! But there are instructions, as long as it does not touch the interests of Aning, and does not violate the country, the world will Lunchang, this junior will definitely do it."

Crane Weng stroked his long white eyebrows, "There is no need to say anything about whether you will never forget it, as long as you promise me one thing." He blinked as he spoke, and his long eyebrows trembled with his movements shook.

"What's the matter?" Gu Mingheng put down his hands, a little confused.He saw He Weng waved towards him slightly, motioning him to lean over.

Gu Mingheng walked over as he said, and heard He Weng ask mysteriously, "How did you break that chess game? You tell the old man, the old man must keep it secret, and never tell anyone else."

Gu Mingheng was taken aback for a moment, but he didn't expect it to be this.Just when he was about to speak, He Weng waved his hand abruptly, "Don't say, don't say, it would be so boring if you told me...you can't say it!" He pulled his beard annoyed, "Old man, I'm still my own Think about it, always figure it out..."

Gu Mingheng nodded, and silently swallowed what he was about to say—this game is a dead game, and there is no way to solve it.

But thinking about it, there is no chance to say this sentence.

Leng Gong.

Under the dim light, you can see the cobwebs in the corners, and the air is filled with stale and damp smells.

Ah Jing opened the old wooden door and walked in, and saw Xu Qiwu sitting under the lamp as usual every day, sewing clothes carefully.She was wearing a plain linen gown, her hair was tied loosely with a wooden hairpin, and her complexion was a little pale.

She once persuaded that this would hurt the eyes too much, but Xu Qiwu was very stubborn.

"I don't have many days to live, so I might as well take advantage of this time to sew a few more clothes for the emperor." Thinking of this sentence, Ah Jing silently shut up, just closed the open window, and Made tea with hot water.

"Did you hear from my father?" Xu Qiwu asked in a calm voice, but he didn't look up.

Although the Empress Xu was condemned, the strange thing is that the Chen Jun Xu behind the Empress hardly received any substantial punishment.Everyone couldn't understand the emperor's mind, and they didn't dare to bully the Xu family of Chen Jun and the empress too much. In this way, life in the cold palace would be easier.

"Well, my lord has passed word that everything is well with the young master and his wife, and the plan is going well." As Ah Jing spoke, she slowly poured the brewed tea into the cup, and the fragrance of the tea overflowed for a while.

After being silent for a long time, Xu Qiwu suddenly said, "Well, is father still in good health?"

"It's nothing serious." Ah Jing thought for a while and shook her head, then handed the teacup to Xu Qiwu's face, the heat curling up.

Xu Qiwu took a sip of hot tea, and then he sewed up again with his needle and thread, his face was sunk in the shadows, and he could no longer distinguish clearly.

The author has something to say: The author of the infusion: By the way, I have developed another skill...Whether one-handed mobile phone code words are very powerful and domineering!Akimbo and laughing yeah yeah yeah~

It means that in this chapter, I typed with a mobile phone for four hours at a speed of [-] per hour, which is still very powerful~ oh yes!

This chapter was posted on a mobile phone, so I didn’t correct the typo. I will make a small revision on the computer tomorrow, to catch bugs or something~ hehe

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