After being reborn, being alone as a queen

This mysterious note appeared in his dormitory a few months ago, and no matter how much Ye Li checked afterwards, he couldn't find any clues, as if it appeared out of thin air.

The meaning on the note was obvious, someone wanted to touch Song Huai'an recently.

Although he doubted the authenticity of the contents of the note, he did not dare to make fun of that person's life. In the past few days, Mu Xiu tried every means to keep Song Huai'an in the palace.

Regarding this, Song Huai'an faintly sensed that something was wrong.

In the back hall of the Chonghua Palace, Song Huaian leaned against the window, with a look of suspicion on his face: "It's strange, what happened to you recently, Your Highness? Did you do something wrong?"

Mu Xiu's ears were ashamed, and it took him a lot of effort to maintain his cold face, and said coldly, "How do you say that?"

Song Huaian raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Usually, you would only let your ministers stay in the East Palace on the anniversary of the death of the former empress. Besides, I am occasionally lazy and want to go to the East Palace to stay overnight. You said it was unreasonable, why did you suddenly take the initiative to let me live in the East Palace now? Or you mentioned it over and over again, it's tricky."

It seems to be a little frequent, it has only been three days, and this is already the third time I have mentioned it.

Mu Xiu couldn't help but his heart tightened, but he couldn't read a word of the book in his hand, so he could only talk about him from left to right.

"Although the East Palace is the place where you grew up, but you are now a majestic prime minister. It is naturally unreasonable for you to rely on the East Palace all day long."

Song Huaian touched an apple from one side, gnawed on it, nodded, and said, "If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. To be honest, why does Your Highness keep the minister in the East Palace?"

"Zhen..." Mu Xiu's fingers were about to deform the book in his hand.

Song Huai'an didn't urge him either, and waited for his next words.

"I respect what you mean!"

Mu Xiu threw down a sentence bluntly, got up angrily and left.

Song Huaian only took two or three bites of an apple, staring dumbfounded at the empty bedroom, not knowing why His Highness was angry again.

Although Mu Xiu didn't keep him in the palace anymore, he called the elite of the emperor's dark guard camp to protect him by his side.

Half a month passed, but luckily nothing happened.

until that happened.....

"Your Majesty? What's the matter with you?" Seeing that Mu Xiu had been in a daze, Zhao Chengde called softly

Mu Xiu came back to his senses, silently put down his hand holding the note, and said, "It's nothing."

Xie Jin has been there for a while, in the blink of an eye, almost half an hour has passed.

After Mu Xiu finished approving a stack of papers, Zhao Chengde hurriedly piled them up neatly, looked at the sky outside the window and said, "It looks like it's going to rain all night tonight."

The rain didn't decrease at all, but it tended to get bigger and bigger, and it was mixed with strong winds.

Mu Xiu put down the pen in his hand, frowned and said, "He hasn't finished washing yet?"

Zhao Chengde said: "It should be so."

Mu Xiu stood up: "Follow me to have a look."

"嗻"

Zhao Chengde hastily put on a robe for Mu Xiu to keep out the wind and rain, and then led the people to the direction of Siyin Pavilion.

When the palace people outside Siyin Pavilion saw Shengjia, they were terrified and knelt on the ground: "I have seen the emperor, long live the emperor, long live the emperor."

Mu Xiu stood where he was, and Zhao Chengde took a step forward: "Okay, let's all get up, is the young master still inside?"

Among the servants kneeling on the ground, only one was dressed differently from the others, and that person said humanely: "As for the Master Manager, the young master has always been inside."

Zhao Chengde glanced at Mu Xiu, who narrowed his eyes.

"Is there someone serving inside?" Zhao Chengde asked again

The servant hesitated for a moment, then said: "There is no one to serve you."

Zhao Chengde was shocked and angry: "Bold! What about the servants! How dare the young master be so negligent? Don't you people in Siyin Pavilion die?!"

The servant trembled and prostrated himself in the tunnel and said: "Mr. Zhao Mingjian! The slave first arranged a beauty inside, but he was kicked out by the young master before half a stick of incense. This young master did not let anyone Waiting, the slave can't do anything!"

A flirtatious dandy who is obsessed with women, and won't let women serve him?Could it be that this young master has really changed his gender now?Zhao Chengde was in doubt

Suddenly an unbelievable guess arises in my heart

Zhao Chengde turned back and said: "Your Majesty, could this young master run back by himself..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Xiu already understood, the temperature around him dropped instantly, and a group of servants didn't dare to raise their heads.

"Don't ask any more." After a while, Mu Xiu finally spoke.

Zhao Chengde was puzzled: "What does Your Majesty mean?"

Mu Xiu's tone was dangerous, resounding in everyone's ears like a reminder:

"I'll go in and see for myself. If he escapes... you and all the palace servants on duty tonight will be punished severely for dereliction of duty!"

"Your Majesty, spare your life!"

A group of palace people knelt on the ground, knocking their heads loudly

Zhao Chengde shook his head helplessly, looking at the ashen-looking group of servants in front of him, he couldn't bear it, but it was more of a habit.

In this deep palace, the crime of dereliction of duty can be big or small

To put it mildly, it’s okay if nothing happens.

When it gets bigger, it's very serious. A romantic young man with poor military force can slip away from your noses, and you are still expected to protect the emperor?

Mu Xiu took a few steps forward: "Open the door."

A little palace man pushed open the door for him with trembling hands and feet, and after he walked in, he closed the door silently, not daring to make any movement.

As soon as Mu Xiu walked in, he felt a gust of warm mist blowing towards his face. It was very dark inside, and there was not even a sound of water, and Mu Xiu could almost hear his heart beating a little faster.

Tall lotus flower stands are placed in the four corners of the pavilion, surrounded by layers of petals, a night pearl offered by the Sifang Kingdom, exuding a soft light.

There was a person lying on the side of the bath, with loose ink hair floating in the water, the warm water did not reach the position of the shoulders, and he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed.

Mu Xiu's heart sank slowly, but he didn't expect that he could fall asleep after taking a bath.

He stood by the pool for a long while before moving slowly.

Zhao Chengde stood at the door, also very anxious: "Are you sure you didn't see the young master come out?"

A group of servants shook their heads crazily, as if they were going to shake their heads off.

"Returning to the Master Manager, the slaves dare to guarantee their lives! Certainly not!"

All the servants were speechless, but they didn't dare to talk back.

The leading servant climbed up in front of Zhao Chengde, smiling obsequiously: "My lord, we have worked together before anyway, may I trouble you to speak kindly to the emperor for our family?"

Zhao Chengde glanced at him unequivocally, and said with a smile: "All of you, please pray that the young master will stay inside well, otherwise, let alone our family, even the heavenly king and I will not be able to save you."

It wasn't until Mu Xiu came out with Xie Jin in his arms that the palaces who were kneeling in front of the door waiting for the final verdict were relieved, and almost burst into tears on the spot.

"Go back to the palace."

Mu Xiu didn't even look at the others, and only said a word.

A group of servants shouted from the bottom of their hearts:

"Your Majesty is being sent off respectfully!"

Zhao Chengde hurried to catch up with him and hold an umbrella for him

A group of people went back to the bedroom through wind and rain, and it was already midnight.

Mu Xiu held Xie Jin in his arms along the way, Zhao Chengde saw it and felt pain in his heart.

Your Majesty misses that person so much

Even though he never said it out loud, anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Xie Xiaohou Ye was only somewhat similar to him, so His Majesty was able to care for him so much.

Zhao Chengde looked at Xie Jin, who was only wrapped in a robe and nestled in Mu Xiu's arms, and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with the young master?"

Logically speaking, if you fell asleep, you should wake up no matter how deeply you slept after such a bumpy ride.

Mu Xiu first used his internal energy to dry the wet trousers on his body, then lifted the brocade quilt and put him inside.

"Just fell asleep, I was afraid that he would make a fuss if he woke up halfway, so I clicked his sleeping hole."

Zhao Chengde said in surprise: "Your Majesty, your front is soaked! There must have been a wind on the way, and this servant ordered you to go down and make a bowl of ginger soup to drive you away from the cold."

Mu Xiu walked to the door, reached out and wrung out the water on the hem of his clothes

Hearing this, he glanced at him coldly, and said, "Don't make a fuss, go prepare two new sets of clothes."

Zhao Chengde didn't move, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, even if you don't care about your body, the young master is blowing the wind all the way, if you don't drink some ginger soup to drive away the cold, you may be sick again tomorrow."

Mu Xiuxiu paused for a while on the uncoated hand, and suddenly raised his eyes and said, "Zhao Chengde, I see that your skill in trying to figure out the king's heart is getting better and better."

Zhao Chengde bowed his body and said: "This old slave dare not."

Mu Xiu said nonchalantly, "Back off."

"The old slave retire."

This meant that he acquiesced, Zhao Chengde obediently withdrew, closed the door of the bedroom, and softly ordered his servants to prepare ginger soup.

"Your Majesty, ginger soup is here."

When Zhao Chengde sent ginger soup in

Mu Xiuxiu sat in front of the couch, wrapped Xie Jin's black hair hanging on the side of the pillow with a brocade cloth in his hand, and gently rubbed it.

"Bring it here."

When Mu Xiu let go of his hand, Xie Jin's black hair, which was still dripping water on the couch, was dry, as smooth and soft as black brocade.

Zhao Chengde handed over the small bowl: "The old slave dared to let them boil a bowl. The young master is sleeping right now. If he wakes up rashly, he might..."

Even if Zhao Chengde didn't say it, Mu Xiu understood.

If he wakes up, he will definitely go.

Xie Jin is Xie Jin, it is different from Song Liyuan, no one likes to stay by her side, she is afraid every day, maybe she will move if she is not careful.

This is the fate that the high emperor cannot escape, even the only person who is willing to be by his side is gone now.

Mu Xiu raised his head and drank the ginger soup in the bowl, took the tea from Zhao Chengde, and cleaned his mouth.

"I know, let's go rest."

Zhao Chengde stepped down as promised

Mu Xiu took off his cumbersome robes and only put on his middle coat, frowning, he stood in front of the window and watched the rainy scene for a long time.

The raindrops made a crackling sound on the glazed tiles

He hated such a rainy night, his chest was aching, but he didn't want to take medicine.

The heavy rain continued to fall, and the sky and the earth were shrouded in a hazy rain curtain. It seemed that all the filth that was usually hidden under the calm and waveless surface had surfaced, and the stench mixed with the moisture in the air penetrated into the tip of the nose. Disgusting.

No matter how beautiful and beautiful the flowers bloom under the sun, at this moment it is covered with mud and is staggering here and there.