After wearing lotus essence

The two slept on a dragon bed, as if they were never in contact with each other.

Rong Mu's heart had been beating in the middle of the night, and the more he thought about his conversation with the emperor, the more frightened he became.

This dog emperor didn't know how to cultivate, not to mention his quick thinking, he would dig holes for him anytime and anywhere. Fortunately, Rong Mu had a little more insight, otherwise he wouldn't know how he died.

But Mingchun was right in saying one thing... This tyrant is indeed keeping himself clean.

Rong Mu quietly turned his eyes, and saw the quilt lying between them, and the tyrant's peaceful and orderly sleeping posture, this man would not move him at all, how many emperors in ancient times could be so indifferent... Could it be that he has some hidden disease?

Rong Mu gasped, feeling that the more he knew, the faster he would die.

He turned around cautiously, his eyes saw the perfect chest outline from the emperor's forehead and eyebrows.

Identity, status, appearance, this person has everything. In this era, it can be called a top-level configuration. How can he develop such a dog-like personality...

"Have you seen enough?"

Rong Mu shook his head suddenly, seeing that there was no trace of sleepiness in Shang Cizhou's eyes, he caught him straight.

Rong Mu quickly turned around, covered his head with the quilt and refused to talk.

After a while, I felt that the emperor had heard all about it, but he didn't get out of bed, as if he had wrapped himself up a little more tightly.

Rong Mu was speechless in his heart, the emperor's morals were corrupt, but his male virtues were excellent, so he simply let himself go, otherwise it would appear that he had malicious intentions.

When he fell asleep under the blanket, Shang Cizhou slowly opened his eyes.

The people separated by one meter were sleeping on their backs, as if bending their arms and legs would make them feel uncomfortable. In the dark night, the boy's skin was as smooth as white porcelain. The candlelight beside the bed was flickering. , It took a while to stretch his brows.

Void and powerless, the tiger's mouth is flat.

The whole body is full of harmlessness... It's just that it seems to be obedient, but in fact, it is full of strength of character that can be bent and stretched without being broken.

Shang Cizhou closed his eyes, and after a while, he stretched out his feet impatiently and kicked Rong Mu's exposed calf into the quilt.

Rong Mu murmured, and subconsciously stopped breathing before he heard the other party curse "Emperor Dog".

Shang Cizhou: "..."

After the first in-depth exploration, the two spent a few days in peace, the emperor did not trouble Rong Mu again, and Rong Mu could be considered to have initially adapted to life in the palace.

It was still very cold outside in the morning. He watched the emperor get up at five o'clock every day, and he could still sleep in the cage with the quilt in his arms. He felt happy and refreshed physically and mentally.

Salted fish lying flat, the ultimate dream of a white lotus.

It was since the emperor knew that he got up to drink raw dew every morning, he looked at him strangely for a long time, as if he had some incurable brain disease.

Rong Mu didn't bother to care what the tyrant was thinking, as long as he could hold the distance between the two of them and help him block Yingying and Yanyan outside, it would be better if the emperor let him go to Nandai country to be chic.

With such a mood in mind, on the day of the Spring Banquet, Rong Mu dressed and bundled up his hair in Ziyuan Palace early in the morning. The girl was so obsessed with Rong Mu's face that she became fascinated within a few days, and almost revealed all the gossip secrets of the Shang Dynasty.

"Oh? Miss Ma from the servant's family escaped from marriage to a poor scholar, and His Majesty gave him a marriage? It's really him."

"Your Majesty's favorite horse is called Wu Zhui. It sounds nice. I'll go and see it some other day."

"The first emperor didn't like His Majesty who was the crown prince, yet His Majesty counterattacked and became the emperor? Good! That's amazing!"

"Your Majesty and I eight times in one night... What eight times in one night?!" Rong Mu almost spit out a sip of tea when he heard this, "Don't spread rumors!"

That tyrant is three chaste and nine fierce, wishing to treat him as air every night, they have nothing at all, they are a pure partnership!

Mingchun looked shy: "My lord, please don't say that. His majesty's love for you is obvious to all. He knows that he likes to drink morning dew, and he specially asked Eunuch Lang to cook the newest dew for you every morning. The servants also heard that, Your Majesty praised your son's character in the previous court, but now everyone in the court knows that you are His Majesty's eyeball!"

Rong Mu: "..."

He really likes to pick people's eyes!

The emperor really "made the best use of everything" to him, he didn't know who to keep his chastity for, and he was a free sheep to be plucked!

"If I die at the hands of my rival today, remember to ask His Majesty for a pension next spring." Rong Mu sighed to the mirror.

Ming Chun hurriedly poohed twice: "Young master is peerless, you will surely live a long life!"

Rong Mu: "Thank you for letting me feel the truth, kindness and beauty of the imperial palace."

Mingchun buried her face in embarrassment.

Rong Mu handed the bell headband to Mingchun, this little court lady is good at braiding his hair, and after a while she tidied up his long hair properly, with half of it curled up and the other half hanging softly behind her back.

"Young master is really pretty... The clothes smell very good, even a piece of hairband is so silky..." Ming Chun murmured.

Rong Mu sensed something was wrong and slapped his palm: "Mingchun? Mingchun!"

Ming Chun came back to his senses, and his cheeks flushed instantly: "My lord, please forgive me, Ming Chun overstepped the rules."

Rong Mu frowned, didn't speak, got up and walked to the main body placed in the corner.

Now Bi Jiangxue is taken care of by him almost every day. When he drinks dew, he is drinking the dew, and when he basks in the sun, he is basking in the sun, so Rong Mu is full of energy, and even Bi Jiangxue has grown a bit taller.

This is accompanied by a change in color at the top of the buds.

"Purple……"

The flower tip of this white lotus turned out to be purple.

Rong Mu bent down to observe carefully, and then looked back at Mingchun who was waiting for him.

He seemed to understand a little bit why people were always staring at his face in a daze these two days.

Rong Mu stared at the main body seriously, and warned in a low voice: "You hold back for a while, it's not time to bloom yet, when I get on well with the emperor... then I'll take you to go out in a fair manner , let's go to Nandai to be the favorite of the group! If you think about it now, you may not be able to leave by then!...You just want to talk about it, I'm going to do a big event for the emperor today."

He quietly touched the flower bud's head, and sighed helplessly.

No one can tell him that once the Buddha lotus blooms, it will also have a breathtaking effect. If it is just a flower, it is fine. These people are only rare treasures, and there is mainly him who evolved from the flower.

This is basically a walking human-shaped sachet!

But comparing other people's obsessive reactions, we can see how good the emperor is about his chastity.

With such a complicated and admiring mood, Rong Mu led Ming Chun out of the emperor's Ziyuan Palace for the first time, thinking that he would take this opportunity to see if there was any relationship between himself and the main body.

I don't know what kind of power the tyrant created for him, all the people he saw along the way turned back to hide, Rong Mu walked all the way, but he didn't even see a complete face.

Turning around a few palace walls, the willow branches protruding from the high wall brushed Rong Mu's hair. In addition to the faint lotus fragrance that he often smells, there is also a scent of flowers mixed with the smell of powder.

Rong Mu strolled past Fu Liu, Ming Chun followed closely behind him, reminding him of the fork in the road from time to time.It was another section of red walls and green tiles, light and shadows sprinkled from the glazed tiles, fragments were reflected on the bridge of Rong Mu's straight nose, and then across his cheeks and neck, he raised his hand to pick a flower branch, and saw it not far away There are all kinds of figures in the garden.

If it weren't for social mania, it would be difficult to survive such an occasion.

Fortunately, Rong Mu's face gave him a lot of confidence, and when he was about to step out, he heard Ming Chun salute to the side: "I have seen the three servants."

Rong Mu let out a groan in his heart, and turned his head to look to the side.

This tyrant has a lot of good luck.

The three handsome men with different temperaments and appearances looked at Rong Mu's face together, and it took a long time for someone to bow their heads in salute.

"Seeing is worse than hearing a hundred things. When I saw Rong Shijun today, I realized that I was just a flower under dust. I feel ashamed."

In the distance, there are a few noble ladies drinking and having fun together, and occasionally cover their eyes and look at it, as if they are watching the excitement on their side.

After a while, they all stared at the young man in the green robe at the front again, and started whispering.

Rong Mu returned a salute with dignity: "I don't know how to address you?"

The man with an elegant face spoke first: "Return to Shijun, my name is Lan Ji." After speaking, he pointed to a fugue next to him with folded hands and said, "He is Lufu." Finally, he looked at the third person wanting to see Rong Mu The man who didn't dare to look at him said: "He is Hongshuang. We are ordered by His Majesty to come here to accompany Rong Shijun to explore the flowers in spring."

Rong Mu: "..."

"Wait, these... are all names given to you by His Majesty?"

The three of them nodded at the same time, their beautiful faces were covered with colorful code names.

Rong Mu closed his eyes.

...Fortunately, he declared his name after crossing.

Otherwise, the person standing here today would not be the gentleman Rong Mu, but Tuhua Bailian.