After being reborn, being alone as a queen

"a man of his words!"

Mu Xiu stood up suddenly, walked towards Xie Jin, and said as he walked: "Well said! Then you can wait in front of me for a while, Zhao Xiaogui, and send all the palace people of Chaoyang Palace to the Ministry of Rites to learn the rules for a while , he will serve me during this period of time.”

Xie Jin was stunned by the development of the matter

"This...my father..."

"Marquis Zhongyong, I will send someone to tell you that you can fulfill the promise of a gentleman with peace of mind."

Xie Jin frowned, grinding his back molars and said: "Cao, Min, please follow the imperial decree!"

Mu Xiu leaned down to get closer to his face, and a good-smelling ambergris lingered on the tip of Xie Jin's nose.

"What? Don't want to?"

It was only at this moment that Mu Xiu discovered that this second son of Zhongyonghou, who had never even heard of it, was quite handsome, with a pair of long and narrow peach blossom eyes similar to Li Yuan's phoenix eyes, with a hint of panic in his clear eyes , the skin is as good as a peeled egg, and the lips are pink and tender.

Xie Jin quickly lowered his head: "Caomin dare not, Caomin is just worried that he will offend His Majesty with his clumsy actions."

The corners of Mu Xiu's lips twitched imperceptibly, and stood up: "There is nothing I can't do, once I'm familiar with it, I live in the side hall next to me these days to serve me."

"Yes."

"Zhao Xiaogui, arrange to go." Mu Xiu stopped looking at him

Although Zhao Xiaogui was surprised, he still led Xie Jin the way: "Young master and slaves come."

At this time, Xie Jin was both happy and worried. The worry was that the two of them would not be able to show their feet when they were in such a relationship day and night. The joy was that Zhengchou had no reason to go in and out of the palace, and this reason came to his door.

He pretended to be something in his heart, and walked naturally, without noticing the unbelievable look on Zhao Xiaogui's face who was a few steps behind him.

Eunuch Zhao Xiao secretly thought that this Chaoyang Palace is the emperor's bedroom.

Don't talk about the officials in the former dynasty, even the concubines in the harem rarely set foot here. How can this young master of Zhongyonghou's mansion be more familiar than visiting his own back garden?It's really weird.

side hall of Chaoyang Temple

——Luanming Hall

Xie Jin pushed the door open, and the palace servants were cleaning

Every part of this palace made his scalp tingle with familiarity.

The palace people sweeping around saw Zhao Xiaogui and Xie Jin, although they didn't know Xie Jin, they still saluted in a respectful manner.

After all, everyone in the palace knows that the person who can bother the emperor in front of the celebrity to lead him personally is by no means a simple person.

Xie Jin's fingers gently caressed the ever-burning lamp on the pebble path, and there was not even a trace of dust. It can be seen that although no one lives in the side hall, it is often cleaned.

Zhao Xiaogui saw what he was thinking, and said, "Young Lord, don't worry, since His Majesty has kept you in the palace, he will definitely not wrong you. Although this is a side palace, His Majesty values ​​it very much."

Where does this sound weird...

Xie Jin withdrew his hand, rubbed his thumb and index finger lightly, and said with a smile: "Eunuch Zhao is joking, it is my blessing to be able to stay by His Majesty's side, not to mention, I admire Imperial Physician Chen. Yue, where can we talk about grievances."

Zhao Xiaogui's smiling face froze: "What the young master said is true."

Xie Jin asked again: "Do you know why this place is called Luanming Palace?"

Zhao Xiaogui said: "This...Little Marquis forgive me, when the servant entered the palace, this place has been renamed Luanming Palace, there is really no way to know."

Xie Jin turned his head to look at him, and smiled indifferently:

"It's okay, I'm just asking casually."

Zhao Xiaogui pushed open the door of the bedroom in the side hall, and said, "Young Lord, take a look at this place and see if it suits your wishes. If there is something you are not satisfied with, I will send someone to the House of Internal Affairs to deal with it immediately."

Xie Jin stepped into the room, and the moment he saw the whole picture of the room, he was stunned.

The decoration in this room was exactly the same as that of the bedroom in the East Palace where he lived for three years in his previous life, down to the details of the sheets and bedding, which made him confused for a moment whether he was Song Huaian or Xie Jin.

He looked sideways at Zhao Xiaogui, his face was pale, and he was still in shock: "Here..."

Zhao Xiaogui was startled by his sudden change of expression, and said nervously: "Young Lord, are you not satisfied with the things in this room?"

Xie Jin made up his mind, secretly twisted his thigh under the cover of his sleeve, and the severe pain swept over him, making him realize the reality clearly.

Song Huaian is dead.

"Very good." He completed what he didn't finish.

Zhao Xiaogui breathed a sigh of relief, although he verbally said that if the young master is not satisfied, he will be replaced immediately, but his uncle once said that everything in this room is very important and must not be moved rashly.

He was a little puzzled, since his uncle said that this room is very important, what does His Majesty mean by living in it now?

Hey, it's hard to guess the emperor's mind

It's all us slaves who make things difficult...

"Clothes and other supplies will be delivered later by the palace servants. The young master will rest for a while. Remember to go to the main hall to serve His Majesty at the end of the day and the beginning of the day. Remember to remember that." Zhao Xiaogui asked worriedly

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for making some suggestions." Xie Jin said modestly

"In addition, young master, the servant is too talkative. During this period of time, it is difficult for your majesty to fall asleep, not to mention that you often wake up in the middle of the night, causing emotional instability. Young master, do more things and talk less. Don't offend Longyan, otherwise it will not only be young master, but also your little one. Life is in danger, even the Zhongyonghou Mansion cannot escape."

Emotional instability?He didn't have this problem before.

Xie Jin pretended to be curious, and said: "Your Majesty...what caused his mood to be so troubled?"

Zhao Xiaogui hesitated for a moment, and said: "Hey, this slave shouldn't talk about it, but anyway, it's not a secret anymore, the young master knows about the prime minister's death, right? Isn't that why you entered the palace today?"

Xie Jin nodded: "Well, my son knows this, but isn't it said that the prime minister committed crimes, and the emperor was furious and wanted to kill the prime minister? Is it strange that he died?"

Zhao Xiaogui turned pale with shock: "Hey, my Lord Marquis, don't talk nonsense! Our Majesty is more wronged than June Feixue! Your Majesty likes the Prime Minister so much, and it's too late to be promoted. How could it be possible? I'm going to kill that adult for such a trivial matter."

Mu Xiu likes himself?

Xie Jin felt a strange strange feeling in his heart

It is even more impossible to add officials to the ranks. The head of the hundred officials is the prime minister, and adding ranks to the ranks is really treason.

He laughed at himself: "Could it be that Eunuch Zhao turned right and wrong like this because he was someone close to the emperor? The emperor punished the prime minister for three years. That's something that everyone in the capital knows. It can't be a lie, right?"

Zhao Xiaogui glanced at him with a strange look: "Master Xiaohou has rarely entered the palace in the streets and alleys all year round. I don't know, but everyone in this palace knows..."

"Eunuch Zhao, Your Majesty calls you back to the main hall."

A maid with pink face and hibiscus appearance appeared at the door, wearing a pink and tender palace dress, half brushing her body, her eyebrows were lowered and her eyes were pleasing to the eye.

Zhao Xiaogui's fiery heart of gossip was like being poured by a basin of cold water, and the fire went out instantly.

He coughed: "The servant is talking too much today, and almost lost his sense of proportion, young master, the servant will leave."

"Eunuch Zhao, go slowly."

After Xie Jin politely sent Zhao Xiaogui and the maid away, he rubbed the corners of his brows, feeling that he had missed something very important.

He recalled that Zhao Xiaogui said that he stayed in the streets all year round......

At that time, he was not his original body, and he did not stay in the streets and alleys of the city.

He was imprisoned in the East Palace for three years, only served by one or two dumb slaves, and he couldn't even hear a word of human beings on weekdays.

If he hadn't happened to be planting flowers next to the palace wall that day, he wouldn't have heard the palace ladies gossiping across the wall.

Now that I think about it, what a coincidence

I happened to get a precious flower seed, I happened to plant flowers beside the palace wall, I happened to hear the ladies in the palace neglect their duties...

At the beginning, I thought that Mu Xiu wanted my own life, so I believed it easily, and I never thought about the unreasonableness of it. Thinking about it carefully, it was like a well-planned coincidence.

If what he hears is not the truth, someone deliberately wants him to hear those things.

Who is the one?What is the purpose?

So who can pass so many emperor's dark guards and deliver that flower seed to him?

After searching in his mind to no avail, Xie Jin lay down on the couch and closed his eyes.

What were you thinking about in your previous life?

Did he really believe that His Highness wanted to kill him?

The corner of the lips draws a mocking arc

The censer in the room burns agarwood, and the fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose. This is also my favorite incense in the previous life.

Right now, I can only follow the line on the moon and follow the vine.

He had to find a time to sneak to the harem as soon as possible, otherwise he was afraid of having long nights and dreams.

Xie Jin took a nap, tidied up a little, and arrived at the main hall on time at midnight.

Tonight, the moon is bright and the wind is clear, the moonlight illuminates the courtyard, the door of the sleeping hall is open to both sides, and the surrounding candles are brightly lit.

Mu Xiu was still sitting upright, not even changing his posture.

"Grassmen join His Majesty."

Xie Jin walked into the hall, knelt down in a natural posture

Mu Xiu's hand holding the pen froze slightly, without raising his head, he just said lightly, "Grind the ink for me."

Xie Jin got up according to his words, walked to the side of the dragon case, grabbed the ink stick and grinded it as if he had done it a thousand times.

Mu Xiu looked sideways slightly, and saw that his slender and fair fingers were in sharp contrast with the fine pine smoke ink, creating an extremely comfortable visual effect, and his movements were slow and meticulous.

"Little Hou Ye is so familiar with it, it seems that he often does it? Then he is probably a person who likes to dance and write." He suddenly said

Xie Jin's hand froze suddenly, and a few drops of ink splashed out and landed on the dragon case.

He knows Mu Xiu too well, and speaking like this means that he has already become suspicious.

Xie Jin hurriedly knelt down: "Your Majesty, forgive me! The grassroots have offended! When I was young, I helped my elder brother sharpen ink, and now I am seventy percent unfamiliar. I was just concentrating on thinking about it, but I didn't expect that His Majesty would suddenly speak out and offend His Majesty! "

This guy, worthy of being an emperor, is really sharp!

Xie Jin secretly has a toothache

Mu Xiu looked at him kneeling on the ground, expressionless: "Really?"

"Grass people dare not bully the king!"

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