Every rebirth is the tyrant Bai Yueguang

Jing Cheng looked at the person who came in suddenly, didn't speak or make a fuss, just quietly smoothed Shun Muxi's black hair with the person who was pillowed on his lap.

"This dress suits you very well." She was a bit more dignified, not in line with the little servant's temperament, but very beautiful.

"It's very suitable." There was something weird in Mu Xi's words.

It's not that he doesn't want to say that he doesn't want to make trouble, it's just that he's a little hot right now, and he's not feeling well, rubbing against Jing Cheng's leg and grabbing his trouser leg, making it even more uncomfortable.

Some regrets.

When he was about to stand up, Jing Cheng wiped the itch on his leg, and said angrily, "What's the trouble?"

Mu Xi raised his head, his eyes were covered with mist, and his voice was more charming than usual, "Your Majesty."

Holding Jing Cheng's protruding hand instead, Mu Xi stretched out his hand, raised his head to trace his straight thick eyebrows, and traced the outline of his face across his eyes.

Jing Cheng pursed his lips and stared at him, obviously with a displeased expression, but Mu Xi seemed possessed.

Suddenly, scenes in the dim rockery rippling in my mind, my heart pounding.

That mouthful of sweet sugar water flowed between his lips, and the sweetness entered his heart.

Let go of the hands he was holding, sit up on his knees, put his arms around Jingcheng's neck, get closer little by little, and put his lips on Jingcheng's.

Jing Cheng kept looking at him, his eyes were so heavy that he seemed to be sucked in.

When each other's breathing could be heard, Mu Xi was pushed away violently, and was too close to the dragon case. Before he could stand still, he tripped and fell on the dragon case, and the memorial spilled all over the floor.

Jing Cheng stood in front of him with an angry face.

Mu Xi smelled the fragrance, the Lingtai was not very clear, and he still thought that it was a loss that he hadn't kissed.

I don't know that Jing Cheng was furious, clenched his fists tightly, saw that he was about to explode, and finally took two steps to one side angrily, and then walked back.

"You..." You talked for a long time, but nothing came out of you.

Shame and shameful things acted at the same time, Mu Xi's eyes were watery, and his face was flushed, and he could already see that something was wrong.

Every inch of skin began to radiate heat. If it wasn't for the bursts of pain in his wrists, he would have been lying down on the dragon table piled up with memorials at this moment.

Jing Cheng's eyes were full of anger, and for a moment it was clear that there was a storm, and he stared at him as if he was staring at prey, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

"Don't do this again in the future." Shen Sheng said, but his tone was somewhat relaxed, "When you enter the palace, someone should have warned you that you can fight for favors, accept what you give alone, and don't think about it if you don't give it alone."

Mu Xi lowered his head in shame, put his hands on the desk, and scolded his mother in his heart.

He has some regrets, only he is clear in his heart, he was once loved by Jing Cheng, and he has always regarded himself as Mu Xi, I am afraid he has never regarded himself as Mu Yun for a moment.

Although he understands that his current identity has nothing to do with Jingcheng and has no relationship at all, but he is too used to getting along with Jingcheng in the past, as long as the other party makes such a small step, he will forget everything and become unscrupulous.

For Jing Sheng, four or five years have passed, but for him, it's only been less than a year.

The moment he was pushed away, he instantly sobered up. In Jing Cheng's eyes, he was just a rather interesting little waiter, and he had even given the utmost pampering and tolerance to this little waiter.

So he regretted it, regretted the decision he made when he found out that it was wrong, and the shame of being rejected kept washing his brain, and he really wanted to find a crack in the ground at this moment.

But at the same time, under such a sense of shame, he was actually a little bit happy. He only caught a fuzzy tail, and he himself didn't know what was going on.

Jing Cheng realized something was wrong, the moment before the person on the desk lowered his head, he had an abnormal blush, eyes stained with passion/mood, and there was an imperceptible smell in the air.

Jing Cheng stepped forward to help the man up, Mu Xi's cheeks were hot, and he instinctively burrowed into his arms, he grabbed the man's cuff and smelled it, and immediately found the reason.

Mu Xi blushed and rubbed Jing Cheng's clothes, and didn't have the energy to care about Jing Cheng's lesson just now, and shouted: "Your Majesty."

Jing Cheng looked at the person in his arms, feeling uncomfortable all over his body, but he couldn't let go of his hands like a demon.

Putting his hand on Mu Xi's waist, the other hand passed through the bend of his knee, hugged him firmly, and walked quickly to the bedroom.

As soon as he entered the hall, Jing Cheng took off Mu Xi's coat three times and five times, and threw it far away.

"Zhang Dafu, Imperial Physician Xuan."

Zhang Dafu felt that something was wrong just now, and he knew something was wrong when he shouted.

In the room, Mu Shijun was lying down, not in a good condition, His Majesty frowned, looking like he was going to get angry, there was a pile of clothes not far from the dragon bed, they were the new clothes delivered today.

Jing Cheng shouted, "Go and check."

"promise."

Wiping off the sweat from Mu Xi's forehead, he asked, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"Mmm." Mu Xi was aggrieved.

After being pinched in the face, he added insult to injury, "Yes, you should suffer, restrain yourself."

Mu Xi was angry, puffed her cheeks, and bit Jing Cheng's little finger, but it was only lightly, as if scratching someone's heart.

"Being so presumptuous, you should suffer here alone." Then he wanted to leave.

Mu Xi grabbed his sleeve and made a fuss, his face full of reluctance, "Don't go, Your Majesty, don't go."

The soft touch on the little finger was still there, and Jing Cheng, who said "Don't play around", felt uncomfortable anywhere, so he sat back again.

It was frightening in itself, and he wasn't prepared to really throw people away, so he said angrily, "You made the fragrance yourself, didn't you smell it?"

Mu Xi had a frustrated face, "I can smell it."

"Then still running around swaggeringly?" Jing Cheng was annoyed.

Mu Xi was helpless, "When I smelled it, it was already hanging on His Majesty."

Jing Cheng was at a loss for words, but the feeling of being molested emerged again.

Mu Xi snickered.

The imperial doctor came to take the pulse, and there was no serious problem. After inhaling a little incense, Mu Shijun was weak, so he was more affected.

The imperial doctor was trembling, he didn't know what was going on, he thought it was some kind of love/fun between His Majesty and this little servant, something went wrong.

Why is he the one who has such difficult diagnosis and treatment every time? He doesn't want to, he doesn't want to.

"Do you need medicine?" Jing Cheng asked.

"The medicine is useless, it's just Mu Shijun's current condition..."

Jing Cheng had never encountered such a situation before, and he didn't know how to ask the imperial doctor, so he could only say: "He is uncomfortable."

"In this case," the imperial doctor looked at the two of them, "do more exercise, and the recovery will be faster, and you will feel better."

Double entendre.

Mu Xi: "?"

Damn, why does it feel like being teased by the imperial doctor?

Jing Cheng was serious, as if he hadn't noticed the problem at all, "Understood, let's go down."

The imperial doctor didn't expect it to be so easy, so he left.

After the imperial doctor left, Jing Cheng really wanted to pull him up to exercise, while saying, "Get up and walk, it will be fine in a while."

Mu Xi: "..."

Jingcheng, I'll leave your mother.

Mu Xi wanted to cry, but Jing Cheng dragged her around in circles in the bedroom, her legs were so weak that she was forced to walk, and she tried to resist several times, but was suppressed by Jing Cheng.

"Don't move, the doctor said, it will make you feel better."

What a treat he was!

"But I am obviously more uncomfortable." I was exhausted physically and mentally.

Jing Cheng didn't speak, but Mu Xi always felt that he was holding back his laughter, did this person do it on purpose.

Until his forehead was covered with sweat, he actually felt better.I am no longer so restless, and the itching feeling in my heart has subsided a lot.

"I can't, I can't walk anymore." He hung on Jingcheng like a koala.

After being hugged to the bed and wiping all the sweat off his body, Jing Cheng stuffed him into the quilt and asked, "Is it still uncomfortable?"

Mu Xi stretched out his right hand, acting coquettishly, "It hurts from bumping my hand." Qiu Hou settled the score.

He took his hand and rubbed it, "Just now, did you fall on the desk?"

"Hmm. It hurts like hell."

He didn't feel it just now, and it was actually nothing, but now that Jing Cheng asked, he felt that it was a terrible pain.

If someone cares, they don't want to endure anything, even the pain of a flower in their hands.

Knowing that it was intentional, Jing Cheng rubbed it slowly and sighed, his tone was more relaxed than before, even with some kind persuasion.

"Don't do this in the future, do you hear me?"

Mu Xi was a little sad, and responded stubbornly.

The little pet waiter lost the arrogance of the past, Jing Cheng actually softened his heart, and said instead: "Shangyuan Festival Gu can accompany you."

He still remembered that when this little pet waiter was jealous, he said that he accompanied Murong Rufeng to celebrate the Qiqiao Festival, but it was just that he had something to do that day.

"There will be a big banquet after the Shangyuan Festival, and envoys from all over the world will come to present gifts, and Gu can let you go to play."

Mu Xi let go of her little sadness, felt that she had made a profit, and laughed.

The inside of the new clothes is smoked with the fragrance of love, not heavy, but the person wearing the clothes is not only affected by the fragrance, but also has skin contact.

Coupled with the fact that Mu Shijun is weak, the reaction will be even greater.

Sensational incense is no better than some pornographic substances, it will only make people restless, the body becomes hot, and they want to have physical contact with people from the bottom of their hearts.

This incense does not hurt the body, and it is more focused on increasing the mood/interest. It used to be that many servants in the harem would burn this incense when they were in favor.

Jing Cheng sat on the desk, looking at the culprit below.

"You know what will happen when you are on duty in the Tai Ah Temple."

The author has something to say: Mu Xi: Jingcheng, you go to exercise for me, and the whole family goes to exercise

Jing·Upright and upright with no evil in mind and righteous thoughts can no longer be upright·Sheng: This imperial doctor is impure, I will replace him tomorrow