After being reborn, being alone as a queen

As soon as the news spread that Mu Xiu's stubborn illness could be cured, people in the court had mixed feelings, some were happy and some were worried.

Happy to support the prince's lineage, worry about those who support the other princes, and even more worry about those palace people who thought the prince would not be able to get the important role, so they unscrupulously ridiculed and ridiculed.

Although this crown prince is not congenitally deficient, he is indeed a direct prince from the middle palace, His Royal Highness the crown prince.

Seven years ago, the queen gave birth to the crown prince and it was diagnosed that the son was suffering from chronic diseases and would not live to be ten years old. Even so, His Majesty did not choose anyone else to be the crown prince. From this, it can be seen that His Majesty likes the crown prince.

Now that his illness is cured, His Majesty will not abolish the crown prince.

The more I think about it, the more everyone feels their necks are chilling

Everyone prepared a big gift and wanted to curry favor with the prince, but someone they missed had already left the palace secretly with his entourage, which made everyone shut the door.

For his safety, the Emperor of Southern Chu blocked all news, and only ordered that the crown prince's illness had just been pulled out, and his body was weak. During this time, he was recuperating in the East Palace and did not see anyone.

A month later, Mu Xiu came back with a thin black-clothed boy by his side.

Xiao Muxiu jumped out of the carriage with the support of Zhao Chengde

The guards at the gate of the East Palace immediately greeted him: "His Royal Highness."

Subconsciously, Xiao Muxiu was about to be surrounded and walked in, but suddenly remembered that there was another person in the carriage, and waved away the servants.

He turned around and walked to the carriage and opened the curtain, the corners of his lips curled slightly, his eyes were helpless: "Sorry, I'm used to walking around alone, I almost forgot about you."

The curtain of the car was lifted, and the surrounding palace people naturally saw the thin young man with vigilant and dazed eyes huddled in the corner, a very pretty child with lonely eyes, sword-like eyebrows, and thin lips tightly pursed.

The young man stared at Mu Xiu with timid eyes, and his fingers grabbed all the wrinkles out of the new clothes on his body.

Mu Xiu stretched out his other hand towards him, with a smile on his lips, and his tone seemed to be warm: "Don't be afraid, come down."

For a long time, the child in the carriage stared at him cautiously as if he didn't hear him, and huddled in the corner.

Mu Xiu didn't urge him, and repeated it patiently: "Come down, you've been walking for so long, are you hungry?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the child's stomach made a 'goo~' sound as if to echo his words

Mu Xiu couldn't help laughing

The boy in black's complexion changed slightly, and slowly turned red starting from the earlobe.

Mu Xiu looked at him, raised his eyebrows, and asked silently, 'Aren't you coming down yet? '

The black-clothed boy finally moved, and slowly stepped out of the carriage, holding Mu Xiuying's white Ruyu hand.

Only then did he realize that the child called His Royal Highness in front of him was younger than himself, and his small palm was not as big as his own, yet he wanted a child to take care of him, it was really shameful.

Mu Xiu took him off the carriage, and then told Zhao Chengde: "Bring meals immediately."

For the first time, the boy in black saw the imperial palace that only existed in the storybook, the magnificent palace, the cornices and corners, the floor of the wide palace road, carved with golden lacquer lotus flowers, and lotuses grew every step of the way.

In the eyes of outsiders, he didn't even roll his eyeballs, his face was flat.

At this time, a young man dressed as a book boy ran out of the hall, shouting as he ran, "Your Highness! You are finally back! Let the servant wait."

Mu Xiu watched him rushing towards him from a distance, and rubbed his hair habitually: "I made you worry."

The young man said nervously, "How is it? Did you meet any refugees along the way? I heard that the refugees rioted violently over there."

When mentioning the disaster over there, Mu Xiu frowned slightly, and said, "Of course we encountered it."

The young boy's face changed, and he put his hand on Mu Xiu's arm: "What?! Is His Highness injured? Where is the injury? Let me see!"

Mu Xiu took off his hands that were groping around: "This palace is fine, with Vice Commander Ye's protection, no one can get close."

Only then did the young boy feel relieved, and took a step back: "It was the slave who overstepped."

Mu Xiu shook his head, and took the hand of the young man beside him: "This is Huai'an."

Then he said to Song Huai'an: "This is my companion's reading, named Sanyuan."

As a result, the next sentence shocked the audience.

Mu Xiu said: "In the future, you will all be members of the Eastern Palace, and you should support each other."

Sanyuan's complexion changed in shock, and he stared blankly at the boy in black with cold eyes on the opposite side

Song Huaian frowned slightly at first, when did he say that he would stay in the East Palace in the future?

But looking at Mu Xiu's smiling face, he still didn't say this in front of so many people, and his lacquered eyes rolled around San Yuan, feeling a little weird.

The companion's expression was a bit weird, puzzled and somewhat hostile.

Mu Xiu said to Sanyuan: "You go back to the study, I will go back when I finish my meal."

Sanyuan replied, "Yes."

He said he was going to have a meal, but actually he didn't move his chopsticks at all. He watched Song Huai'an eat the whole time, and sometimes picked up some dishes for him: "Try this old treasure, it tastes pretty good."

Song Huaian's hand holding the chopsticks froze, staring at the dishes in his bowl, a little dazed.

Canghai Yizhu is a dish made of fish meat into pearl-like snow-white balls, decorated with chili and honey around, golden red, very festive.

Under Mu Xiu's gaze, Song Huaian put a small ball into his mouth, and the fish melted in his mouth.

For Song Huai'an who has experienced this natural and man-made disaster, not to mention such delicious food, even if he is given a thick noodle steamed bun, he will think it is delicious in the world.

In order to attract the attention of His Royal Highness, the palace servants next to him hurriedly said: "Young master, I don't know that the fish in this sea treasure is the best pearl fish! The meat is delicious and delicate."

Song Huai'an was chewing the delicious leftovers from the sea, but in his heart he thought of his mother who couldn't make it through in the end, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

just a little bit...

Mu Xiu kept staring at Song Huai'an's face, so he was naturally the first to notice that his expression was wrong

The warm and jade-like smile on his face disappeared in an instant, and he said in a panic, "What's the matter? Did you eat a fishbone? It still doesn't suit your taste?"

The palace people next to him were also confused, and they cried as they talked.

Song Huaian shook his head vigorously, lowered his eyelashes, stuffed another two mouthfuls of food into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Although Mu Xiu was worried, he could tell that he didn't want to say anything.

He twitched the corners of his lips: "I'm not hungry, you eat, I will accompany you."

Song Huaian's eyelashes trembled, and he stopped talking for fear of letting out a sob.

After the meal, Mu Xiu arranged for Song Huaian to go to the West Garden of the East Palace, and went back to study in the East Garden by himself.

During the time he left, the study was still tidy and clean, which shows that Sanyuan has never slacked off.

When he walked into the study, Sanyuan was packing up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk for him.

Seeing him coming in, Sanyuan raised his head, with some melancholy in his eyes, and saluted, "His Royal Highness."

Mu Xiu waved his hand: "In my own palace, there is no need to be too polite."

Sanyuan was full of thoughts: "Your Highness, didn't you go to provide disaster relief? Why did you bring a young man back?"

Sitting behind the desk, Mu Xiu laughed and said, "I found him halfway, and brought him back when he saw that he was unaccompanied."

Sanyuan pouted: "Your Highness, this drought has lasted for several years. Thousands of refugees have been displaced. They really need to be rescued. Can you save them?"

Mu Xiu took a pen, dipped it in ink, and wrote the word '世' on the rice paper to warm up

"I am not a god after all, if I can save one person within my power, then it is one person."

Sanyuan hesitated to speak: "But he..."

Mu Xiu stopped him and said, "Okay, but you don't like him?"

Sanyuan denied: "The servant knows that His Highness is benevolent and kind, and the servant has no prejudice against him, but is just worried that His Highness is not clear about people."

"Don't worry, it takes time to know people's hearts."

It didn't take long for a difficult problem to occur. Song Huaian closed the door of the bedroom tightly, not letting anyone in to serve him, not eating or drinking.

After receiving the news, Mu Xiu frowned: "But the taste doesn't suit?"

The palace man immediately said: "Your Highness, it is clear! The dining room has racked its brains for the young master's meals. He has cooked all the food from the north and the south, but he just doesn't eat it."

Sanyuan was grinding ink on the side of Mu Xiu's elbow, and was a little annoyed when he heard this: "Does he really regard himself as the master?"

Mu Xiu glanced at him, and jumped off the chair: "I'll go and have a look."

Sanyuan was thrown in the study alone again, the hand holding the ink stick was tightly clenched, and the knuckles turned white.

When he returned to his room at night, he called the palace man, "What did your Highness do in Xiyuan?"

As the prince's companion, and the empress ordered it personally, Sanyuan has been living in the East Garden of the East Palace, separated from Mu Xiu's bedroom by a wall.

In addition, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always loved his companion very much, and the palace servants did not dare to disobey him, so they told about Bairi Xiyuan

"His Royal Highness visited Young Master Song himself, but Young Master Song was still unwilling to eat and threw out the food box."

Sanyuan frowned deeper: "How did Your Highness do it?"

The palace servant thought about it for a while: "Your Highness didn't do anything, and asked the palace servant to withdraw the meals, so he didn't care about Young Master Song anymore."

Sanyuan's brows widened suddenly, and he relieved his anger and said, "I thought he had a lot of tricks, but I didn't expect some people to really think that His Highness the Crown Prince has no temper, and this kicked the iron plate."

The palace man scratched his head in doubt, he remembered that His Highness didn't seem to get angry, it seemed that the young master Sanyuan had imagined something.

At this time, the fire flashed outside the window, followed by the sound of footsteps.

Sanyuan glanced at the palace man impatiently: "Go and see who it is, it's so late and it's still lighting up the lantern in the courtyard of His Royal Highness, don't you want to die?"

The palace man Pidianpidian took a look, his face changed suddenly, he turned around and said to Sanyuan in a low voice: "It's His Royal Highness."

Sanyuan got up suddenly and walked quickly to the window, only to catch the fleeting apricot-yellow figure under the shadow of the lamp.

"You mean His Royal Highness?" he asked the palace man.

The palace man replied: "It is indeed His Royal Highness, and Eunuch Zhao."

Sanyuan pursed his lips, forced himself to calm down, and looked at the palace man who took out a few pieces of silver from his sleeve and put it in his palm: "Go and rest."

The palace man took it with a smile: "Thank you, Young Master Sanyuan."

After saying that, he withdrew.

Sanyuan hesitated for a moment, extinguished the candles in the room, and went out the door.

It's so late, where will His Highness go?

The bright moon hangs high, and casts a layer of silver gauze covering the palace. Under the moonlight, Sanyuan follows the path that Muxiu walked.

Finally stopped under the colonnade of a cloister

Going further from this corridor is the small kitchen of the Eastern Palace. It is responsible for making some pastries and snacks for His Royal Highness on weekdays, and most of the time it is not used.

But at the moment, there are candles burning inside, and the shadows are dancing around. It is definitely impossible for the servants to start a small stove in the middle of the night.

Moreover, the reason why Sanyuan didn't go any further was the person under the window.

Song Huaian.

At a certain moment, all the doubts were explained, and His Highness, who had chosen to go out in the middle of the night, had the lights on in the small kitchen, which was usually not used by anyone.

Not long after, Song Huaian left.

Sanyuan hid behind the colonnade, looked at his receding back and said, "Sneaky."

The moon rose little by little, and the pavilion was shaded by greenery, and there were many more mosquitoes.

Wearing a bag covered in mosquito bites, Sanyuan ran to the window where Song Huai'an was standing, and looked in through the hole he poked, his eyes filled with anger.

The majestic prince of a country actually made pastries for a child by himself?

Your Highness, are you crazy?

What is he?

Half an hour later, the door of the small kitchen opened, and Mu Xiu came out with a plate of pastries

Zhao Chengde said softly: "His Royal Highness, please slow down, the pastry just out of the pan is careful to be hot."

Mu Xiu replied: "No problem, it's not hot."

After sending the chattering Zhao Chengde back to his room, Mu Xiu left with a lantern and a small plate.

Sanyuan looked at the direction Mu Xiu left, gritted his teeth and said, "It really is Xiyuan!"