After wearing lotus essence

Shang Cizhou never imagined that one day he would see Rong Mu ten years ago.

His appearance was a bit more fleshy than his impression, and Shang Cizhou thought it was the result of his intensive feeding throughout the winter. Of course, he was much stronger than the ones he picked up on the battlefield.

When we parted in those years, heaven and man were separated forever, how could Shang Cizhou hope that time could really go back, and asked him to make up for it with the "Southern Generation Little Slave", but time didn't go back, but Rong Mu himself did. .

The emperor laid several more layers of cushions on the rug before he put Rong Mudun's on it, and the latter was already empty.

Shang Cizhou whispered, "Tingzhi."

Rong Mu raised his toes.

Shang Cizhou: "Chicken legs."

Rong Mu sniffed.

Bi Jiangxue's ecstasy was on the sidelines, playing "hahahahaha" back and forth in Rong Mu's mind.

But Shang Cizhou didn't dare to act rashly anymore, he could still harden his heart and threaten him to eat well when facing the eighteen or nineteen-year-old Rong Mu, but when facing the eight or nine-year-old Rong Mu, there was only a piece of softness left in his heart. loving cotton field.

He searched from the bottom of his heart, put aside those lumpy paranoia and conspiracy, and managed to piece together a soft place for Tingzhi Xiaohua to take root.

Rong Mu was so self-closing that Shang Cizhou didn't dare to speak anymore, so he had to sit cross-legged and slumped, just like he did in the East Palace, carefully tearing the cooked meat into small strips. Powerful, the length and thickness are clearly distinguished.

When it was done properly, he handed the greased paper to Rong Mu's mouth: "Eat."

The corner of Rong Mu's mouth curled down, as if he had been wronged and could no longer be wronged: "Ah Zhou woo woo woo woo..."

How could Shang Cizhou bear this, he quickly raised his sleeve and wiped his face.

Rong Mu: "Bi Jiangxue hurt me woooooooooooo!"

Shang Ci went silent, and quietly hid Bi Jiangxue behind her back, lest Rong Mu get agitated and do something "self-harm".

Bi Jiangxue yelled in Rong Mu's mind, good brother, as expected of Xiao Bi's favorite emperor!

Rong Mu cried louder, his stomach growling while shutting himself up.

Shang Cizhou never took care of children, but he took care of the slaves of the southern generation. The physical memory of so many years is still there. Taking advantage of the moment Rong Mu opened his mouth, he fed a few chicken shreds into it, and took the opportunity to gulp him down. A few mouthfuls of Junshan silver needles.

Shang Cizhou didn't realize until he had finished drinking, whether children could drink tea like Junshan Yinzhen.

So he brought up the strategy of buying goat milk in the next town.

The two spent a lot of tossing in the carriage, and Shang Cizhou finally fed Rong Mu half full.

His Royal Highness Xiao Wang also gradually came to his senses, he stood up and jumped off the collapse, and grabbed Bi Jiangxue from behind Shang Cizhou: "When will you change back!"

Bi Jiangxue: "Oh, what's the rush, look at Shang Cizhou's expression, he can't wait to pluck all the stars from the sky for you."

Rong Mu's face was serious: "Cub, we are a family that loves each other, so don't harm each other, okay?"

Bi Jiangxue snorted: "It's gone, it's even more inconvenient to grow bigger, so you just make it up with Shang Cizhou to inspect the spring farming, and when we get to Shenshui City, let's talk about recovery."

Rong Mu's eyes darkened.

Bi Jiangxue: "Young man, you should thank me for not forgetting to wear a small dress for you when I made troubles."

Rong Mu's hands and feet trembled: "Zai Zhong, I thank you."

Bi Jiangxue always felt that Rong Mu was scolding him, but because of that thank you, she couldn't find evidence.

Rong Mu and Bi Jiangxue failed to negotiate, and he crawled back to his knees with a serious face. He took a look at Shang Cizhou. He has become smaller and Shang Cizhou has grown up after so many years. The emperor's cloak is black and wide. Hiding someone is not a problem, Rong Mu decided not to take Bi Jiangxue out to gain knowledge, and asked Shang Cizhou to only hide him alone.

Shang Cizhou lowered his head, was wiping the grease from his hands, and was still trying to cover up the lid of the teapot.

Rong Mu: "Ah Zhou."

Shang Cizhou: "Huh?"

"Don't be afraid, when we reach Shenshui, Bi Jiangxue and I will change back."

"……Um."

Rong Mu tilted his head slightly: "Your lid is so shiny, why not wipe it?"

Shang Cizhou stopped his mechanical movements, and then he focused his attention on Rong Mu.

Rong Mu: "...not used to me like this?"

Shang Cizhou shook his head, and then slowly said: "Seeing you like this will make Gu think of many things."

Rong Mu raised his small eyebrows, his cold expression was betrayed by the redness on the tip of his nose: "For example?"

Shang Cizhou's ears turned red suspiciously, and he said for a while, "When you first came to the East Palace, you were also very fierce. You didn't eat fish, shrimp, or anything aquatic. I didn't know how to feed you, so I had to go out and buy you a bunch of them. Candied haws that children love."

"You were happy after eating that, but in the middle of the night you complained of a toothache, and you asked the imperial doctor to come and take a look, only to find out that Ting Zhi was changing your baby teeth, and the syrup stained your teeth, which caused the pain... Afterwards, Ting Zhi's words leaked a bit." Shang Cizhou's expression was very intoxicated and nostalgic.

Listening to the live version of the black history of childhood, Rong Mu picked out a pavilion with his toes.

Shang Cizhou looked at him, and added in a low voice: "...Whether it was that time or this time, Ting Zhi is extremely cute."

Rong Mu couldn't help it: "I want to be big! Big! How can I be cute?!"

It was rare for Bi Jiangxue to stand by Rong Mu's side, shouting that Iron Blood Wang Lian would never be a slave.

One person, one flower is worthy of sharing life, but Shang Cizhou didn't know this, and said again: "You also found a bird's nest, and the bird's eggs on the rockery just broke their shells, and you were chased and pecked by the big bird that guarded the chicks. , Crying for half an hour can't be coaxed."

Rong Mu looked at Shang Cizhou as if he had opened the long-closed memory paradise, with a gentle expression on his expression that he rarely showed.

Rong Mu wanted to stop him, but Bi Jiangxue knocked on the back of his foot: "Healing the pain is not to cover it up, but to wash it away with better things. With your appearance, it is rare that Shang Cizhou is willing to take the initiative to recall that For a while."

There are too many good things, but the hurt is so deep that people only remember that bit of grief, and forget that Rong Mu once lived in the East Palace and lived a life of joy and joy.

He also has some impressions of these things, but it is far from Shang Cizhou's memory so clearly.

That's right, everything about him is more important than Shang Cizhou himself, and he can't forget even half of it. It's normal that he remembers more clearly than him.

So in the next little while, Rong Mu clearly knew that he had knocked over Uncle Dong's medicine jar by kicking Cuju, and made an appointment with Li Suichuan to catch Maemi, but both of them were caught by His Royal Highness, so Qi Shushu reflected in the corner of the wall with the water bowl on his head.

Rong Mu has been doted on since he was a child and has never been punished. How can he bear this, so he drank the water from the big sea bowl on the spot, put the bowl on his face and took a beautiful nap.

But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has nothing to do with him.

The first time Shang Cizhou saw Rong Mu under the broken scooter, he was thinking how could there be such a pair of clean eyes in this world, such clean eyes, looking at him, then his body is full of filth. Will the dirt and filth be washed away a lot and clean up?

So Caring got out of hand, at first he just called out to the Nandai xiaonu, and later he gave characters and built pavilions and branches. Shang Cizhou didn't have much at that time, but he wanted to know everything he knew. All good things come together in one person.

It's just that he met the right person at the wrong time. He was in the royal family, so he was destined to have no cause and effect.

But now it’s all right, he’s the emperor, among tens of thousands of people, all those who can discipline him are dead, and those who are disobedient are almost dealt with by him. Nian Shen's illness slowly turned into a slightly itchy softness.

Shang Cizhou stretched out his hand and rubbed Rong Mu's head: "Tingzhi, when you get up tomorrow morning, you will arrive at the city where you will be staying. Rice grains are abundant there. How about taking you to drink rice grains after you finish your business?"

Rong Mu licked his lips and put his foot on the emperor's knee like a bully: "Is it sweet?"

Shang Cizhou: "Sweet."

So Rong Mu and Bi Jiangxue, two little gluttons, began to salivate imagining what this purely handmade rice grains taste like.

Turning into a juvenile body, people's appetite and temperament seem to have some slight changes. Rong Mu always swims in the pond of rice waste in his dreams, and he has long since thrown the grievances of becoming a small flower into the back of his mind.

After sleeping until dawn, he was no longer in the carriage, but on a beautifully furnished bed. Rong Mu stood up in a daze, and Bi Jiangxue greeted him in the rising sun: "Yo, wake up!" ?”

Rong Mu subconsciously wanted to scratch his head, but Bi Jiangxue hurriedly stopped him: "Hey, don't move! This is the hair that the Emperor got up half an hour early to braid for you. He tried to be beautiful and delicate. He used the most popular braiding technique nowadays. You are allowed to go out." Walk around and be recognized as a child from the city at a glance."

Rong Mu: "???"

He lifted his buttocks and climbed off the bed, walked to the bronze mirror and looked, good guy, Shang Cizhou dressed him more luxuriously than the day he came home to inherit the throne!

The small golden bells were made of the smallest size and were arranged and woven into the hair. Rong Mu felt that the back was falling heavily. When he looked back, he realized that Shang Cizhou used the amethyst that he never left. Yupei pressed his hair.

Bi Jiangxue: "Being smaller also has its advantages. You don't know that he has a sense of accomplishment on his face. Now he's practicing his hands. He will continue to dress you up when you get back."

Rong Mu tapped his head: "Shang Cizhou has a bit of skill in braiding his hair."

Bi Jiangxue laughed out loud.

Time has never been so happy. Shang Cizhou took him to inspect the spring plowing. This guy seemed to know everything. He even made cricket cages for him with grass stalks from the edge of the field. There were many insects in the countryside. Screaming, Shang Cizhou let him vent his anger with his calf, and finally asked him if his foot hurt.

The rice grains are sweet as hell, but fortunately Rong Mu has become smaller and smaller, not really all back to the appearance of a child, he has neat small teeth, and he will never make jokes like leaking words because of eating candied haws come out.

The young boy put his hips on his hips and ordered the Emperor of the Great Shang to buy him three bunches of candied haws in one go. Smell it to relieve your hunger.

For more than half a month, Shang Cizhou not only had to be busy with spring farming, but also took time to take care of a little prince. He did a good job of keeping secrets. The hidden guards only knew that the extra things His Majesty did were all for the sake of the Southern King. His Highness, but he has never seen his Highness face to face.

Being an emperor is just such a convenience. If you are told to kneel, you have to kneel, and if you are told to avoid it, you have to avoid it.

Dare to ask, dare to ask the nine tribes to warn.

From February to mid-February, and then to the end of February, the new shoots of the willow trees by the river sprouted again and again, and it turned into a piece of verdant green. Shang Ci stopped and went, and still came to the border bordering Nandai. The city, submerged in water.

Shenshui City was one of the cities that suffered the most severe snow disaster last winter. This year's grain production will probably be cut in half. The garrison officials' hair is graying, and they don't know how to deal with the emperor, but Qin Ting is in control in the appearance.

"General Qin, His Majesty is coming soon! But the snowstorm is severe, and the situation of spring plowing this year is really not optimistic!"

Qin Ting sat across from the official with a strong sword: "Don't worry."

"what?"

Qin Ting: "Your Majesty has his own way, His Majesty has no way, and there is another person who will. In short, the people of Shenshui City will not go hungry this year, don't worry."

Official: "..." What charades are you playing?

Wearing the little tiger head hat that Shang Cizhou bought for him, Rong Mu finally made it to Shenshui City with the same gorgeous braided hairstyle as the emperor every day.

It's almost spring and March, the cold seems to have faded, and the humidity in the air is gradually increasing, as if there is a spring rain that has been brewing for a long time.

The spring rain was accompanied by bursts of spring thunder, and on the first day the emperor's car arrived in Shenshui City, it crashed down with a rumble.

Plants are most afraid of such stormy weather. Rong Mu and Bi Jiangxue hid in the house early on. Shang Cizhou knew that he was afraid, and even made a special trip to put the small flowers and grasses that he got for him along the way around Rong Mu. accompany him.

The small food items that he didn't have time to send out ten years ago, this month, Shang Cizhou almost doubled his supplies. Rong Mu can get what he wants, even if he takes a second look at the wild flowers on the roadside, Shang Cizhou will call people Dig and plant it before giving it to him.

Rong Mu shivered under the quilt: "Xiao Zhong, why do you think this thunder is so terrible?"

Bi Jiangxue's little golden bowl was also wrapped in cotton wool by Shang Cizhou: "What are you afraid of? Don't be afraid. Both of us have immeasurable merits and virtues. We are wicked people who can be struck by lightning!"

Rong Mu hissed: "What should I do with that thing that splits the business, he's a crazy critic! What kind of mind are you talking about with a crazy critic?"

Bi Jiangxue said speechlessly: "Son of Heaven, Son of Heaven, Son of Heaven, who can have trouble with his own son? A son is still a son even if he is crazy. Let go of your glass heart, even you can't beat him."

Rong Mu: "...Oh."

Shang Cizhou hasn't come back yet, presumably the situation in Shenshui City is not optimistic, I just hope that after this spring rain, the frostbitten embryos can live longer.

In the middle of the night, Rong Mu was suddenly awakened by a dull thunder, the rain curtain outside the window had become one piece, the rain replaced the snow, as if the winter had completely passed.

It's just that the cold spring is very cold, and the cold wind directly penetrates into the quilt.

Rong Mu discussed with Bi Jiangxue in a low voice: "When shall we change back?"

Bi Jiangxue said in a daze, "Don't rush, we will do it tomorrow, sleep, sleep, sleep, you won't be afraid of lightning strikes!"

Rong Mu: ...

I thought he was the only one who was afraid!Before I co-authored you, I always slapped my face to pretend to be fat, you coward!

Shang Cizhou came back in the middle of the night, he didn't seem to sleep at all when he came back, he just washed up, looked at Rong Mu by the bed, and then went out again when the morning light was twilight.

When Rong Mu woke up, the torrential rain outside had turned into drizzle, and it was sticking to his face and clothes like wool.

Shang Cizhou had already emptied the surrounding area, and Yinwei was also guarding far away outside the courtyard, Rong Mu lay down by the window and took a deep breath, the small flowers and grasses bloomed festively and neatly on the window sill.

Rong Mu quite liked the sticky and wet feeling, and they liked it too. Bi Jiangxue mixed among a group of real children, pretending that she was still very young.

One person and one flower watched the scenery for a while, Bi Jiangxue suddenly said: "Hello."

Rong Mu: "Let go."

Bi Jiangxue: "Do you feel that Nandai has been too quiet recently?"

Rong Mu frowned, because he was a little too quiet. Brother Wang's letter was interrupted and never delivered, and even Lianyu, who had been in touch with him intermittently, disappeared.

Rong Mu: "Don't panic, we've reached the sinking water, when the time comes, let's go back and take a turn."

Bi Jiangxue was silent for a while, and then said: "Do you know that since ancient times, no flower king has been able to collect all the flower spirits of the past. If you can gather four, it is already God's incense."

Rong Mu looked at it: "Didn't you say that we are the strongest combination?"

Bi Jiangxue twitched a bit: "That's true."

"Then what are you worried about? There must be a way for a car to reach the mountain, and it will be straight for a boat when it reaches the bridge." Rong Mu said, "Let it be, be at ease with what happens. Didn't Lord Rongzhen say that I can live a long life? If not this year, there will be next year." , I have to endure all the flower spirits, if I have done what no one can do, it means I can solve what no one can solve."

Bi Jiangxue: "..."

"Only at this time can I see Brother Wang's stalwart figure from your body."

Rong Mu stretched out his hand to catch the rain outside, his palm was white and tender, he blinked his eyes a little uncomfortable, his hair hanging in front of his body, surrounded by the fragrance of flowers and plants and the fragrance of rain, cement and soil, it made people feel that they were in Anle Taoyuan for a moment .

After two breaths, Bi Jiangxue suddenly said to Rong Mu: "Move all the children around, and then take out the big water tank prepared by the emperor last night."

Rong Mu did as he pleased, every petal of Bi Jiangxue was covered with raindrops, and Chunri told her to grow a tender bud tremblingly from its missing head.

In the photo of people and flowers, Rong Mu's face is also rosy, and the vitality of his whole body seems to be bubbling out.

The next moment, Bi Jiangxue turned into a burst of light and disappeared into the small golden bowl, and in the comfortable big water tank, Wang Lian was relaxing full and arrogantly.

Rong Mu raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Don't torture me anymore?"

Bi Jiangxue: "Leave each other alone and be a loving family."

Rong Mu thought, with Bi Jiangxue's watery appearance, made a profile picture and put it in the modern dating and love information group, it must be deeply loved by the family elders.

Almost as soon as Bi Jiangxue finished changing the water tank, Shang Cizhou came in from the courtyard gate, and Rong Mu leaned against the window, waving at him from a distance.

"Ah--"

Shang Cizhou's pace quickened, and in just a few steps, his expression changed from expressionless to slightly relaxed.

"Why are you lying here, what should you do if you catch a cold?"

Rong Mu laughed, and stopped annoyed because of the tenderness of his voice: "It's already March, how could you catch a cold?"

Shang Cizhou looked around, but didn't see the familiar Bi Jiangxue, and looked again, only to find Wang Lian in the corner who had returned to her original state.

Its flowers are huge and beautiful, and they bloom more vigorously than ever.

Shang Cizhou hurriedly caught Rong Mu with his eyes, seeing that he was still eight or nine years old, he couldn't help asking: "Why is Ting Zhi still so young?"

Rong Mu narrowed his eyes: "You hate me for drinking three cans of milk?"

Shang Cizhou shook his head quickly: "That's not true, I'm worried that your body will be affected."

Rong Mu let out a sigh: "Come here."

The emperor walked in slowly.

"Is it okay outside?"

Shang Cizhou paused for a moment: "It's okay."

Rong Mu nodded, not knowing whether he believed it or not, he stretched out his hand, and Shang Cizhou hugged him in his arms.

Little one, very cute.

"Ah Zhou, how's the time going?"

Shang Cizhou said happily, "Excellent."

Rong Mu: "Do you still have a nightmare in your heart because of what happened back then?"

Even if Shang Cizhou had a nightmare in his heart, how could Rong Mu see it, he shook his head: "It's so much better, the effect of Tingzhi is remarkable, even more remarkable than that of Li Kong reading the Ecstasy Sutra to Gu."

Rong Mu laughed, "The past should not be rebuked, but the coming should be pursued. This is a truth taught to me by an elder. It is enough to give you an addiction for a month. Do you miss the 19-year-old His Royal Highness King Mu?"

Shang Cizhou seemed to be having a hard time making a choice, but he finally nodded and admitted that he hoped that Rong Mu would return to his most comfortable and comfortable appearance, but no matter what Rong Mu looked like, in his heart it was better to be first-class.

"Tingzhi passed another year safely." Shang Cizhou said in a low voice.

Rong Mu raised his chin: "Don't worry, I will live through countless years safely, because you have given too much."

Shang Cizhou tilted his head slightly, Rong Mu was thinking about what Rong Zhen once said, Shang Cizhou rescued him back, and as long as his spiritual power is not exhausted, he will surely live a long life.

Isn't it the credit of Shang Cizhou?

But Shang Cizhou still has the effect of his Wang Lian in his body, the two have been entangled, and they have long been indistinguishable from each other.

Rong Mu moved his head; "Ah Zhou."

Shang Cizhou hummed.

Rong Mu moved closer to his ear, green and white light spots had already started to flash from his body, and in a place that neither of them noticed, the purple-white hair was gradually covered by jet black like crow's feathers.

It took only a moment to get enlightened, and he suddenly became more comfortable in controlling his spiritual power.

The spot of light disappeared, Shang Cizhou frowned for a moment, but Rong Mu slowly condensed again, a small golden bell was tied in his hair, and an amethyst pendant dangled on the back of the boy's head.

Flashing aura, bright and moving.

Rong Mu looked at the palm of his hand, ran forward a few steps and jumped into Shang Cizhou's arms.

Shenshui City is close to Nandai, when it rains, it is misty and misty, sticky like a heart full of love, Shang Cizhou hugs a heavy one, no matter it is Rong Mu ten years ago, or Rong Mu ten years later , They all like to drill into people's arms, like little furry beasts.

"It's still as good as it is!"

Shang Cizhou's lips moved: "In this way, Ting Zhi won't be able to wear his favorite little tiger hat."

Rong Mu didn't care: "You can buy me another big one!"

Shang Cizhou laughed: "Okay, buy it, buy a big one, buy a lot."

Rong Mu stretched his neck and wrists, and leaned into his ear again: "Ah Zhou, actually I haven't finished talking just now, I said that I want to change from a small slave in the Southern Dynasty to His Highness King Mu, not only because of my size."

Shang Cizhou shook him in a good temper, and after confirming that he didn't lose the scale, he said, "What is that for?"

Rong Mu smiled mysteriously, but his face was a little red, the willows were new outside the window, there were black swallows flying by in the gust of wind, and after a while, another chirping one chased after it.

The 19-year-old His Royal Highness Wang pressed the Emperor of the Great Shang, chirped and kissed him, pecked like a bird, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Of course...to do something that adults can do for convenience."