"Is the emperor well?"

As soon as Lu Xiuran arrived at the prime minister's mansion, Prime Minister Zhang greeted him.

Lu Xiuran's emotions were complicated at this time, facing Prime Minister Zhang's doubts, he just nodded slowly: "The emperor is fine."

"It's fine if nothing happens," Prime Minister Zhang felt relieved, his face returned to calm, he turned his head and shouted, "Come here, change clothes, I want to meet the emperor in person."

Lu Xiuran hastily stretched out his hand to stop him: "Father-in-law, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient today, why don't we go tomorrow?"

Prime Minister Zhang turned back: "Why is it inconvenient?"

Lu Xiuran didn't want to tell the whole story, but he was very aware of Prime Minister Zhang's temper. Even if he didn't say it, Prime Minister Zhang would ask someone to ask him. It's just that other people don't know as much as he does, so we still have to ask him when the time comes. on the head.

"Father-in-law, the emperor probably hasn't returned to the palace right now," Lu Xiuran said bluntly, "Master Si was frightened by the assassin's assassination earlier, and the emperor escorted Lord Si all the way back to the mansion, and now I'm afraid he hasn't returned to the palace yet."

Prime Minister Zhang frowned: "Absurd! How can the emperor send his subjects back to the mansion?!"

Lu Xiuran coughed, moved closer to Prime Minister Zhang, and said in a low voice: "The emperor seems to have taken a fancy to Mr. Si."

Prime Minister Zhang was taken aback, his fingers trembling slightly: "He, he, he... Your Majesty... Si..."

Lu Xiuran sighed, he just knew Prime Minister Zhang might have such a reaction, so it was hard to tell, but Prime Minister Zhang packed up to enter the palace as soon as he came to report the matter, and this matter would not be kept secret for long.

Thinking so, he stretched out his hand to pat Prime Minister Zhang's back, hoping to comfort him somewhat.

After a while, Prime Minister Zhang finally came to his senses, turned his head and asked, "Are you talking about Si Jin, the new champion?"

Lu Xiuran nodded: "Exactly."

Prime Minister Zhang frowned: "This Si Jin...you and I both thought that he was somewhat similar to the former Concubine Hong before, but the emperor said he was not at all, and had never shown the slightest interest in him. Why is this happening now? "

Lu Xiuran shook his head: "Earlier, Mr. Si was selected as the champion of the new department. My son-in-law confirmed it with the emperor. The emperor didn't treat him differently. Today's matter, even my son-in-law, is a little confused."

If it hadn't been for the fact that Si Jin had been mentioned to Murong Qi earlier, Lu Xiuran would not have been so surprised at this time. After all, with his status as emperor and his feelings for Concubine Hong, it has been 12 years since Concubine Hong passed away. We must find a substitute, whether it is a civil and military official, or a person with the most affection and nature in the world, there is nothing to say.

But he had mentioned this matter before, and Murong Qi had already denied that it was because of his looks that he hand-picked the No. [-] scholar. Now that there is a commotion, he has no less doubts than Prime Minister Zhang.

"It's fine if Si Jin is just an ordinary person, but he is the champion of the new discipline." Prime Minister Zhang frowned and shook his head, "Si Jin, I talked to him a few times before. Although he is young, he is quite talented. I'm a bit stingy, even if he is the No. [-] Scholar, what will happen in the future is unknown, but even so, he is also the No. [-] Scholar in the new discipline, if he is forcibly pulled into the palace by the emperor, I don't know what he thinks in his heart."

Prime Minister Zhang's thoughts are very clear to Lu Xiuran, and no one knows better than him.

When he was brought into the palace back then, he only had the title of Juren, but he already felt that he had nowhere to rely on in life. If he hadn't happened to meet the concubine Hong out of the palace later, he might have chosen to die.

The man's ambition is in the world, he worked so hard to come to the capital from Hangzhou, just for high school, pleading for the people, doing the world's affairs, and worrying about the people's worries, so that he can be worthy of his hard study for more than ten years.

After entering the palace and becoming the emperor's concubine, although she can live comfortably, she is trapped in a world and has no use for her life.

He is like this, and Si Jin is probably the same.

What's more, he studied hard at the beginning, but he was only a first-class candidate, while Si Jin was a first-class scholar. After studying hard for more than ten years, he only got this first-class position, but once he was deprived of it, the pain was tantamount to the pain of being deprived of it. Injustice was seized and returned to his hometown.

If the emperor really forced him to enter the palace as a concubine, I'm afraid there will be no peace in the palace, and I don't know what will happen.

The son-in-law and the son-in-law were equally moved, with different emotions in their hearts.

Lu Xiuran felt the same way.

Prime Minister Zhang is concerned about national affairs.

Over the years, there have been gradually voices in the court, hoping that the emperor can adopt a stepchild and continue the royal family.

Once Si Jin's matter breaks out, there will inevitably be a storm.

The emperor's temper is well known to all civil and military courts, and no one can change what he decides.

Otherwise, there would not have been "interesting stories" that Prime Minister Zhang knelt and fainted repeatedly, and knelt and knelt repeatedly.

Prime Minister Zhang was well aware of Murong Qi's temper, so he could only let out a long sigh at this moment, secretly hoping that Si Jin could persevere and get along well with the emperor, otherwise if one bad thing happened, the emperor would be furious, and all civil and military officials in the court would suffer.

At this time, Si Jin, who was heartbroken, was sitting comfortably in the yard, watching the guards brought by Murong Qi clean up everything in the house.

"Pen, ink, paper and inkstone...it's not necessary..." Si Jin said in a low voice.

The reason why he took out the original owner's clothes before was mainly because he was not used to wearing other people's clothes, thinking that since the original owner was dead, simply burning these clothes to him would be regarded as returning the clothes to the original owner.

But who would have thought that Murong Qi would appear suddenly.

Not to mention that Murong Qi did what he said, and actually emptied all the things in the house.

Si Jin sat on the only two chairs and looked at Murong Qi.

Murong Qi smiled: "Aiqing is the champion of the new discipline hand-picked by me, and the pen, ink, paper and inkstone can't be wronged by Aiqing."

Si Jin had no choice but to point to the big basin that had just been moved out, and said hesitantly, "That's a bathtub..."

Murong Qi continued to smile: "How can Aiqing bathe in such a small basin?"

Si Jin: Forget it, change the bathtub as soon as you change it. He is really not used to bathing in a basin that others have used.

At this moment, the guards came out with another pile of wooden blocks.

Si Jin: "That's the bed..."

Murong Qi said seriously: "How can Aiqing sleep in such a small bed?"

Si Jin suddenly felt a little tired, and now he regretted that he shouldn't have let Murong Qi in in the first place.

No, he shouldn't let go and let Murong Qi send him back!

However, after watching the original owner's bed being moved away, Si Jin was still relieved, not because he didn't like that bed, but because that bed was the biggest thing in the yard, and even the bed was moved away. Nothing that surprised him would be removed.

However, it turns out that he is still too naive...

When he saw the opposite wall being smashed open, he realized that he had still underestimated the degree of Murong Qi's perversion.

Si Jin silently looked at Murong Qi at the side.

Murong Qi's face was very calm: "How can the number one scholar hand-picked by me live in such a small place? I have already sent people to buy all the surrounding yards, and it won't be long before I can build a real house for Ai Qing." Zhuangyuan Mansion."

Si Jin couldn't bear it anymore, and asked with a dark face: "So the emperor thinks, where is the best place for me to sleep tonight?"

Murong Qi looked around, and after the wall was pushed down, the outer ring centered on the two of them was already covered with dust, even a beggar would not think that this is a place where people can live.

After looking at it for a long time, Murong Qi seemed to have just thought of Si Jin's question, and he was quite annoyed in his words: "Why didn't I think of it? I only wanted to give Ai Qing a veritable No. [-] mansion, but I forgot about Ai Qing. I'm staying here tonight."

Si Jin crossed her arms and watched Murong Qi act coldly.

Knowing that Murong Qi's addiction to drama was gradually fading, he asked slowly: "Your Majesty, do you look like a fool?"

Murong Qi shook his head calmly: "Of course not, no one in this world is smarter than Ai Qing."

Si Jin raised her eyebrows.

Murong Qi took Si Jin's hand: "I thought it would be more reassuring to put Ai Qing by my side. Since Ai Qing has seen my heart clearly, there is no need to hide between you and me."

When sending Si Jin back, Murong Qi really thought about giving Si Jin enough space.

He thought clearly, as long as Si Jin wanted, he could give it, as long as he was there.

But after hearing the report from his subordinates that Si Jin moved out a pile of clothes from the house and seemed to be leaving the capital, he completely lost his composure.

He can give Si Jin freedom, but this freedom should belong to two people.

He can go anywhere with Si Jin, but that doesn't include letting Si Jin go.

He once lost it once, and he waited day and night for 12 years before he finally got him back.

This time, he will never let go.

Si Jin looked at him seriously for a long time.

Murong Qi is the king of a country, rich in the world, he should have seen all kinds of people, good, evil, beautiful and ugly, in the eyes of the emperor, perhaps there is his way of knowing.

But there happened to be one person that Murong Qi Neng would always remember in his heart, even after many years had passed.

He was really curious about what kind of person could make Murong Qi so affectionate.

"Since it is the emperor's order, I would like to obey the holy will." Si Jin bowed her head and agreed.

Murong Qi should have been happy with such a reply, but after listening to Si Jin's words, he felt a little overwhelmed.

Si Jin just looked at him indifferently, without much emotion in his eyes.

Murong Qi turned around: "Get up and go back to the palace."

The guards obviously knew exactly what Murong Qi's attitude towards Si Jin meant, and they had already prepared the Luanjia before Murong Qi could speak.

Si Jin was not polite to Murong Qi, and followed Murong Qi's hand into the Luanjia, but just as she sat down, she closed her eyes.

The sound of the system sounded.

[Murong Qi's affection for you is as high as 99, you can ask Murong Qi to give up the throne at any time, as long as he agrees, you will complete the task and return to modern times immediately. 】

Si Jin pursed her lips tightly.

[What are you kidding?Is that Murong Qi's favorability towards me?Isn't it the favorability of Bai Yueguang?Now that you want Murong Qi to give up the throne, do you want me to die? 】

[... No matter what method you use... Zi Zi Zi... complete the task. 】

Si Jin frowned.

【What's the meaning? 】

After the strange "sizzling" sound sounded, no matter how Si Jin talked to the system again, she couldn't get the slightest response from the system.

After confirming that the system cannot be contacted temporarily, Si Jin slowly opened her eyes.

"What was Aiqing thinking before?"

"I'm just thinking..." Si Jin turned his head to look at him, "What kind of person can make the emperor so obsessed with it, does the emperor think of me as someone else?"

Murong Qi was not surprised that Si Jin would say such a thing.

He had thought about where Si Jin's sense of disobedience came from before, until it was confirmed that Si Jin had lost his memory.

"If I say that person is you, can Ai Qing be trusted?"

Si Jin frowned: "If there is no real evidence, I will naturally not believe it."

Murong Qi looked at him seriously: "Ai Qing, do you remember what is the next sentence of 'Junwen has no return date'?"

Si Jin was startled, he didn't expect Murong Qi to ask this question again, but now he can confirm that what Murong Qi wants to ask and what he wants to answer are obviously not the same poem.

Murong Qi raised his hand, landed on Si Jin's cheek, leaned over, and murmured: "'I asked you that there is no time to return, so why meet each other before', this is the last sentence you left me, how similar to the current situation ?”

Si Jin stared at him blankly, even forgetting that Murong Qi's hand was still on her face.

"It was my mistake, don't leave again, okay?"

Si Jin opened his mouth, because he didn't have the so-called memories Murong Qi mentioned in his mind, and he didn't know how to respond at all, he couldn't say "yes" or "no".

"I can wait, until you remember those things in the past, and you forgive me." Murong Qi said, hugging him tightly in his arms.

Si Jin didn't make a sound, but opened her mouth silently at a place Murong Qi didn't see.

"it is good."

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