After wearing lotus essence

It became popular in half the sky of the capital city. This summer and autumn, the big merchants won a big victory at the border, and directly took over Xiyue, a cancer nest, and now they are still close to Nandai visible to the naked eye.

The faces of the old ministers were all flushed with joy. Except for His Majesty's personal problems that have not yet been resolved, everything in Dashang is thriving.

Elder Yan Ge took his granddaughter who was finally lifted from the ban, thinking of begging His Majesty for a marriage grace at the New Year's banquet.

Now Xiao thought it was impossible for His Majesty, so he had to step back and see which princes and nobles in the capital were not married.

Yan Hualing sat in the group of noble girls with a face full of displeasure, her delicate lips pursed in an arc.

"...I told you that His Majesty doesn't like women at all, and you all believe me! My grandfather has given up and wants to marry me!"

But obviously, the focus of the ladies' attention is not here.

"Didn't you say that that person has been in the capital all the time? Why hasn't he come out to move around? Your Majesty is really strict with people."

"Who said it wasn't? Calling our sisters a waste of affection for nothing, alas...Xiao Langjun is as beautiful as a jewel, how can he not be missed...I thought he was a powerless person, and I never thought that he would lead soldiers directly to the capital. Do you think that the princes of the Southern Dynasty acted so boldly?"

"That's not necessarily true. This is a direct prince. He is protected by the Southern King and loved by His Majesty, so the treatment is naturally different..."

Yan Hualing: "..."

Did you even listen to me!

Topics in the circle of noble girls have remained the same for thousands of years. It is nothing more than which family's Qiao Erlang did something stupid, or whose aunt was disobedient and was punished by the mistresses. In the past year, Rong Mu was born. The topic of one person replaces all of these, occupying half of the gossip circle.

But after all, the princes and nobles talked about one thing the most - when will His Majesty and the Southern Prince achieve a positive result?

I don't know what's going on with these two people, one is unpredictable and the other is a wild crane, no matter how many hairs the others worry about, the nobles naturally don't move.

Shang Ciri sat on top, holding a glass of wine with his slender knuckles, wondering if Rong Mu obediently ate those pastries.

He had experienced countless such occasions since he was a child, and he had already had no fun. Seeing that the emperor was tired, Lang Xi stepped forward to refill him another glass.

"Your Majesty is worried about Master Rong?"

Shang Cizhou hummed in a low voice: "When he left this morning, he seemed to be a little angry again. He hadn't fully recovered from his illness, and he made a fuss and refused to eat something properly."

Lang Xi hasn't seen Rong Mu for a while. He only heard that Rong Mu was ill, but he didn't know what kind of illness it was. However, just looking at His Majesty's behavior of keeping everyone out, I'm afraid it might be a bit troublesome.

Lang Xi sighed sadly, he could only pray from the bottom of his heart that Rong Mu would get better soon, otherwise His Majesty would be distracted from business affairs and court affairs every day. In just half a month, half of the palace knew that these two masters were not in harmony recently .

"At noon today, my maidservant went to the warm pavilion in the inner hall, and the flowers that were brought back from Taishan came back to life tremblingly. It is worthy of His Majesty's whole winter to take care of them." Lang Xi picked up the nice ones Said.

Shang Cizhou thought of something and frowned slightly: "I walked in a hurry today, I didn't change my clothes when I came out from there, I don't know if he noticed..."

Lang Xi had been puzzled for a long time: "Why didn't your majesty tell Master Rong? Such a great thing, Master Rong loves lotus flowers, and he will definitely get better after hearing about it."

Shang Cizhou pondered for a moment: "At first, I thought it would be impossible to feed, but later it was uneven. How can such a defective product deserve to appear in front of him? It seems that I have nothing to offer."

Lang Xi covered his mouth and smiled: "It has grown very well now! If Master Rong is angry, Your Majesty can use this winter lotus to coax him—"

Shang Cizhou frowned: "Yes, I will start preparing in the past few days."

The hall was extremely lively, and Shang Cizhou hardly killed anyone in front of the courtiers in the past six months, so they were less afraid of the king's prestige, and a more harmonious atmosphere between the monarch and his ministers came out. Lang Xi was very happy in his eyes Terrible, I am afraid that my majesty will really be named a tyrant in the history books.

I have to thank His Royal Highness Mu Wang for all of this...

And Rong Mu, who was missed by everyone, was walking on the palace road swaggeringly with a small face.

The high walls and doors seemed to him to be in an uninhabited land, and the guards who stood ten paces away couldn't see the figure in front of them, only thought a gust of fragrant wind was blowing by.

Rong Mu used to think that he was quite capable of staying at home, but that was because his personal freedom was not really restricted. Unexpectedly, Shang Cizhou did this once, and he could only watch helplessly when there was so much bustling outside the wall. That feeling was really bad Thoroughly.

What's more, this time, Shang Cizhou hooked him up with a little wild flower from nowhere.

Is he not beautiful enough? !Rong Mu thought angrily, at this moment he subtly understood Shang Cizhou's jealous emotions when he looked at Lianyu, looked at Zhong Ling, and looked at all the "idle people" around him.

The snow on the palace road is not thick, and the palace people clean it every day, and today's footsteps are messy, Rong Mu happened to be walking on the long road incognito without floating.

A crescent moon in the sky was cold and clear, illuminating the huge imperial palace a little bit, Rong Mu thought he was not very courageous, so he walked in places where the lights were on all the way.

A few days ago, the expectations were good, the New Year's Day was colder than the previous few days, Rong Mu was tightly wrapped in a fox fur cloak, and he only wore a white jacket when he left in a hurry.

... Mistake, looking at this appearance, I am afraid that there will be snow coming soon, Rong Mu quickened his pace, lest he will be frozen to his bones soon.It's just that when he moved in a hurry, the long hairpin that was already dangling from the bun slipped off, lost the protection of spiritual power, and fell on the snow with a muffled sound.

It is not difficult at all to find the busiest place in the imperial palace. It took Rong Mu almost no effort to touch the periphery of the New Year's feast. These nobles in the capital all looked happy, as if they had just met the emperor. Gathered in pairs playing small games outside.

Rong Mu passed by a few pot-throwers, feeling a little bored, so he leaned carelessly against the entrance of the hall, just in time to see Shang Cizhou sitting on a dragon chair above ten thousand people with his forehead propped up, with a thin curtain hanging in front of him, Blocking all the eyes of the ministers under the dragon chair, he is really handsome and noble.

Lang Xi seemed to be wiping the hem of the emperor's clothes, the hall was filled with alcohol, Rong Mu frowned slightly, feeling that Shang Cizhou seemed a little drunk.

Drink, drink, know how to drink!

He was panting, and just about to turn his eyes back, the person above him suddenly opened his eyes, so he was nailed to the corner of the hall.

Rong Mu: "...?"

Isn't it all visible?

Lang Xi was also puzzled: "...Your Majesty? Why don't you go and rest for a while?"

Shang Cizhou stared at the corner, and when he saw that there was nothing there, he withdrew his eyes: "Go and prepare the soup bath, I'm afraid it will smoke him when we go back."

Lang Xi hurriedly let out a hey.

Rong Mu heaved a sigh of relief, "Shang Cizhou's trap" is really not a joke, even if Shang Cizhou didn't see him, he can guarantee that the emperor must have doubted his subconscious actions just now.

In front of Shang Cizhou, he was like a fixed target, who could be recognized no matter what he turned into.

Fortunately, this guy hasn't cultivated his sharp eyes yet, so he barely concealed his identity.

Rong Mu secretly decided to find that little wild flower, and then gave Shang Cizhou a "surprise" with all the stolen goods, telling him not to bring him to play with!

It is not difficult for a big lotus to find a small lotus. As Wang Lian, Rong Mu can naturally sense the same kind of aura within a certain range.

He wrapped his cloak tightly, snorted to the supreme emperor, turned and walked towards a remote temple.

There are fewer and fewer red lanterns during the New Year's Eve, but the familiar scent is getting stronger and stronger. Rong Mu thought that there would be fewer guards in such a remote place, but he didn't expect that the more he walked, the more guards in armor. Shang Cizhou made a special trip here to arrange the same.

For some reason, Rong Mu's heart became more and more angry. He thought that Shang Cizhou didn't care much, but he didn't expect that the defense here was not much worse than that of Ting Zhi Que.

This dog emperor don't even think about getting a millimeter of quilt tonight... Rong Mu took a deep breath, and finally stood in front of the main hall. The rich fragrance came from here, and there was a comfortable warm breath, Rong Mu didn't realize that the impetuousness and weakness brought to him by the winter day were unknowingly diluted by this breath, and some thin spiritual power of the same kind to help each other came out out of thin air.

Rong Mu didn't want to freeze his hands, so he stretched out his feet wearing brocade boots and put them on the door, but he almost staggered himself. Then he remembered that his body was still invisible, and knocked on Ton Ton's head annoyedly. He walked in with a stride.

In the side hall not far away, Shang Cizhou had just drank a bowl of hangover soup when he was approached by patrolling Li Suichuan.

Lang Xi crazily hinted at the side: His Majesty is going back to Ting Zhi Que soon, so don't bother!

Li Suichuan was a little impatient, he bypassed Lang Xi, walked up to Shang Cizhou with something in his hand and said, "Your Majesty, is His Royal Highness King Mu still in the East Palace?"

Shang Cizhou put down the soup bowl and raised his eyes: "Yes, what's the matter?"

Li Suichuan frowned, "I am patrolling tonight, and I picked up a moonlight-enhanced object on the palace road. It doesn't look like ordinary jewelry. Its workmanship and carvings are very similar to those of the Eastern Palace, but Your Majesty lost it?"

Lang Xi gasped, and hurried forward: "Young General, what is it?"

Li Suichuan stretched out his palm, on which lay a long green jade hairpin, and on the head of the long hairpin was a delicate golden lotus, with a faint fragrance that was about to disappear.

Shang Cizhou looked at it for two breaths, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pinched it.

Li Suichuan: "Your Majesty, this—"

Shangci hadn't taken a bath in the daytime soup, and his face was a little ugly. He said: "immediately prohibit the courtiers from moving around, and tell the guards not to act rashly when they meet strangers. people."

Lang Xi knew that the situation was not good, so he quickly bent over and retreated.

The speculation in Li Suichuan's mind was confirmed. He only knew that Rong Mu was sick but didn't know what kind of illness he was suffering from. However, His Majesty didn't bring him out. There must be some reason why he couldn't show it to others. Li Suichuan calculated the time: "Your Majesty, a moment There will be a fireworks show after the bell, so it may be a little troublesome to find someone at this time."

When the time comes, the crowd will be noisy, and today everyone is gorgeous, so it's hard to recognize Rong Mu's existence immediately.

Shang Cizhou was covered with the aroma of wine liquid, mixed with a trace of undetectable lotus fragrance, which overflowed with the movement of getting up, Li Suichuan was afraid that the emperor would act impulsively due to the alcohol smell, so he turned his head to greet people Search secretly.

Shang Cizhou came back to his soul at this time, Lang Xi had already left, so he stopped Li Suichuan: "Don't look for it, don't ask someone to look for it, don't disturb him."

Li Suichuan: "...Your Majesty?"

Shang Cizhou's eyes were complicated: "Lonely look for it yourself, you can just patrol as usual, don't worry about it."

The actions of the black armored guard must be bigger than that of the servants. When the time comes, people will not be able to find them, and they will cause hidden dangers to Rong Mu.

Even though Li Suichuan was puzzled, he had no choice but to retreat silently.

Shang Cizhou clutched the hairpin in his hand, closed his eyes and thought about what went wrong today, he knows Rong Mu's temperament best, and under normal circumstances he would not act outrageously at all, although he has resentment in his heart, he also knows what is wrong Which is more important, Shang Cizhou thought for a while, then suddenly opened his eyes.

His Royal Highness of the Southern Dynasty and the lotus are symbiotic one. No one knows the breath of the lotus better than Rong Mu. He used to take a bath and change clothes when he came out of the inner hall where the lotus is raised. The aroma returned to Ting Zhi Que.

Rong Mu usually looks like a wild crane, but in his heart is the arrogance of the royal family. He has the fragrance of other lotus flowers on him, how can Rong Mu sleep peacefully in the pavilion?

Shang Cizhou took a deep breath, this matter was his carelessness, he was already displeased, and this kind of thing happened again, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult to coax this time.

He clenched the long hairpin in his hand, pushed open the door of the side hall, and the guard said to him, "What orders does Your Majesty have?"

Shang Cizhou's eyes were deep and speechless, and his figure quickly disappeared into the darkness.

Not long after he left, large flakes of snow fell again. The guards looked at each other but did not dare to move. There were lively cheers from the hall in the distance.

"Such a move, I'm afraid it will block the palace road again..."

"The road to the palace is slippery. Your Majesty doesn't know how to get back to Ting Zhi Que tonight... But Si Tianjian said that this is the last snow this year—"

"Let's not talk, let's not talk, Eunuch Lang will have arrangements when he comes back!"

Rong Mu didn't expect that the matter of raising lotus in winter was really forced to do it by Shang Cizhou, who is a goddamn asshole.

He looked at the lotus flowers in the hall, and the anger in his eyes hadn't subsided yet, but he was already at a loss.

He didn't even know when Shang Cizhou started doing all this, could it be that he remembered every time he said unintentionally, and tried his best to show him to make him happy?

Rong Mu couldn't tell whether these lotus flowers were small wild flowers or Shang Cizhou's little thoughts. He walked a few steps in the hall, and there were some withered pots under his feet, which seemed to be the product of failed cultivation. The living lotus flowers were carefully covered with cotton quilts, and the temperature in the temple was close to early spring, which made them bloom without knowing the severe cold.

Even those who are really struggling to hang their heads are supported by plant supports. It can be seen that the people who raise them have delicate thoughts and sincere intentions.

Rong Mu was a little speechless, maybe he should ask Shang Cizhou, what is going on with all these things, Min Kong said that the spirit root was sealed when the spirit reappeared, and after the collapse of the tiankeng, he and Shang Cizhou Getting along is getting more and more comfortable, is there also the reason why the black heart lotus is secretly rubbing dry——

The tip of Rong Mu's nose moved, that's right, the smell here is the smell of Shang Cizhou's body!

He took a deep breath slightly, and had the illusion of being immersed in great tonics in winter. It's not unreasonable that like attracts like, Rong Mu vaguely felt that there was a little bit of his spiritual power mixed inside the lotus here.

"The jade lake lotus is already dead, could it be...Taishan?" Rong Mu murmured in a low voice.

A small act of kindness to the same race in spring and summer will actually give Wang Lian a reverse supply in the severe winter, and apart from Shang Cizhou, Rong Mu doesn't know who else can have such a great skill in raising lotus in winter.

When he didn't know that he was Wang Lian, he was able to calm down and do all this... Rong Mu let out a sigh of relief, and before he met the Lord, he was beat up by the little lotus army sent by the Lord. Festival defeat.

Thinking of the slightly drunk figure on the throne, Rong Mu had an urge to immediately pull Shang Cizhou to confront him, he suddenly turned around, the fragrant wind from his clothes blew by his feet, and his white hair fluttered in the air. volume.

The lotus flowers in the room suddenly moved without wind, as if they were responding to Wang Lian.

Just as Rong Mu was about to step up, the door of the palace facing him was slammed open, and the knocking sound of the armor of the kneeling guard outside the door came: "Your Majesty, Wanan—"

Rong Mu hissed, and saw the shadow of the winter night covering Shang Cizhou's face, and the moonlight made him less gloomy, the emperor's feet were covered with snow, and his temples looked slightly damp.

The young man raised his hand and shook, Shang Cizhou remained unmoved, Rong Mu let out a smug huff, and was afraid that he would be "punished" by Shang Cizhou for running out privately, so he wrapped himself in a cloak and hid behind the pillar.

After a long while, he didn't hear any movement behind him, Rong Mu turned his head and saw Shang Cizhou standing in a lotus vat in a room full of flowers, stretching out his hand to touch a whisper.

"Tingzhi?"

He walked a few more steps and picked up one: "Rong Mu, is that you?"

Rong Mu hadn't seen Shang Cizhou's appearance before, so he couldn't hold back his mouth and sneered twice, the lotus plants trembled in the air, Shang Cizhou asked seven or eight flowers politely, but he didn't get a result .

The night was dark, and snowflakes like goose feathers floated in. The guards closed the door of the palace spontaneously to cut off the cold wind outside.

Just as Rong Mu was thinking about letting Shang Ci go, and was about to stand out, his slender figure was enveloped by a tall and slender shadow.

I don't know when the shape of two clothes hem was projected on the ground, Rong Mu suddenly raised his hand to look, and found that the faint light halo had disappeared, replaced by cold fingertips that were slightly reddish.

The deep voice of suppressing his breath sounded behind him, and Shang Cizhou seemed to be just a step away from him. Just as Rong Mu turned around, he was pulled up by the man with his clothes on.

He opened his eyes slightly, and looked at the condescending emperor from a condescending perspective through the hood. Shang Cizhou held his arms around his waist, holding him firmly in his arms like holding a child.

He seemed to be a little impatient, but he was strong enough to support the emperor's decency and calmness in front of him.

"Tingzhi Xiaohua, who fled privately and made fun of the orphan, what should he do?"