Sheng Shi Merciful Light

Mu Ruosong directly took Wang Ziguang back to the Yuyuan hunting ground, but was told that Mu Ci and most of the imperial doctors had been urgently recalled by the palace.Because Emperor Tianshou was drunk last night, got wind again, and was so ill that he couldn't wake up.

It was a bolt from the blue.

Mu Ruosong was sure that his uncles were allowed to be the military supervisor's memorial book, which must have been approved by Mu Ci.He was worried that Mu Ci would offend the Emperor Tianshou because of this, and he was even more worried that Mu Ci would be bumpy and uncomfortable, and what he worried most was the safety of the Emperor Tianshou... If something happened to him, Mu Ci would be in big trouble if no one was protecting him.

Mu Ruosong bid farewell to Princess Chaoyang, and hurried back to the palace on horseback.

Mu Ruosong is also a member of the royal family, and as a nephew and grandson whom the emperor always talks about, he is also qualified to visit the Emperor Tianshou.But when he hurried to the Emperor's residence, the Hall of Supreme Harmony, he was stopped, saying that the imperial doctor was in consultation.

Outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony, many ministers and clans have already stood, and several princes are at the front.Except for the imprisoned prince who didn't come, the sixth prince who has already succeeded, now King Zaizhong also came.The fifth prince, King Linjiang, and the seventh prince, King Huainan, stood outside the Hall of Supreme Harmony. Not long after the confinement was lifted, the third prince, King Luoyang, was also there, talking to an imperial physician.

Everyone looked extremely worried.

They must be worried, because the decree to abolish the prince is said to have been written, but it has not been promulgated, and they don't know where to put it.The new crown prince has not yet been implemented, and they are worried that if something happens to the emperor, the unknown position will cause chaos.

The hidden pro-prince faction thought it was an opportunity, maybe they could take the opportunity to let the prince succeed.Even if he made a mistake and was imprisoned by the emperor, but he didn't issue an edict to abolish the prince, he would have a chance to turn things around.

This is the ancestral family law, and the crown prince's ascension to the throne is the ancestral system.

Civil servants like Li Kang and Wang Youlun secretly worried for King Changle.The military general was unwilling to have civil strife, and if something happened to King Ding, he would faintly glance at King Luoyang from the corner of his eye.

Mu Ruosong searched the crowd, but did not see King Changle.

Although the young man was thin and weak, as long as he appeared, he would definitely be the focus of attention.Mu Ruosong thought that based on how favored Mu Ci was now, he would definitely be by the side of Emperor Tianshou at this moment.

"How is the grandfather? Is His Royal Highness Changle inside?" Mu Ruosong whispered to a servant standing outside.

The waiter shrank his head hurriedly as if frightened, expressing that he didn't know anything.

Wei Zhong just came out, and he is quite familiar with Changle King, the attendant. He loves the house and Wu, and Wei Zhong does not hesitate to show his kindness to him.

He comes from a high background, has a strong background, is favored, has strong ability, and works hard on his own. He is just around the corner.

Wei Zhong came out quickly, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty is a little sick, but it's not a serious problem. Your Highness didn't come over, and he's dealing with government affairs in Hehuan Palace."

When Mu Ruosong heard this, what kind of government affairs were he dealing with if he didn't come back to the dormitory in front of all the officials and ministers to show his filial piety?Mu Ruosong was in a hurry, and hurriedly apologized and left.

Wei Zhong pulled people back, screened back and whispered: "It is His Majesty who once said that if His Majesty has no time to manage politics, the memorials will be handed over to His Royal Highness."

Mu Ruosong knew what the chief servant meant - told him to appreciate it.Wei Zhong didn't know that he had already read Xu's family's uncle's memorabilia, and he had to avoid suspicion, so he acted suspicious and worried, with a slightly dazed look in his eyes.

Wei Zhong really thought that Mu Ruosong didn't see that King Changle was the first to deal with it, so he specially sent the imperial guards to escort the servants, and urgently sent out the palace memorial.But Wei is not in a hurry, Mu Ruosong will always know in the future, he will understand, and then remember Mu Ci's favor, and also write down one of his favors.

The three words "I know" on the Minghuang Memorial, although it was ordered by King Changle, he wrote it.He was also taken aback.He really didn't have the courage and courage to allow Ding Wangfu to send four young masters into the Eastern Suburb camp to supervise the army.

You have to be grateful, thank the King of Changle.

This can be considered as a good thing for him to sell Changle King by the way-I told the person concerned about the good things you did, and asked him to accept your love.

Wei Zhong thought a lot with his stomach twisted - it is not easy to be the No. 1 servant.

Mu Ruosong understood Wei Zhong's meaning, and felt all kinds of feelings in his heart. He wanted to see Mu Ci, so he said a few polite words to Wei Zhong, and hurried back to Hehuan Hall.

Wei Zhong watched Mu Ruosong leave, and suddenly remembered: "Oh, why did you forget to tell him that His Highness is ill?"

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Mu Ruosong returned to the Hehuan Hall, but he didn't see Mu Ci in the study dealing with the notebook, but in the sleeping hall, the old god was lying on the bed, covered with a thin quilt, his face was as pale as usual, his eyes were slightly closed, his expression relaxed, Breathing evenly, clearly in...sleep.

God of sleep?

He Shun was still "shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

Shh what shh?

The other princes were expressing their filial piety and gaining impression points. This guy actually still has time to approve the memorial. Is it finished by now?After the approval, instead of taking care of the sick Tianshoudi to brush up his filial piety, he actually slept?

Can sleep?

Mu Ruosong was very worried. Others would know about it. Rumors can kill people.It will be said that the king of Changle is devoted to power, and he ignores his father and emperor, and only cares about governing.Moreover, Emperor Tianshou still drank with King Changle yesterday, which made him drunk and bedridden.

This dynasty ruled the world with filial piety, once these words came out, the good reputation of Mu Ci's management would be wiped out.

Mu Ruosong was really worried, so he let Heshun go out, walked quickly to Mu Ci's bed, knelt down on one leg, reached out and held Mu Ci's hand beside the bed.

In any case, His Highness should be taken to the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

Mu Ci's palm was cold, as usual, but Mu Ruosong didn't feel anything unusual, so he naturally wrapped Mu Ci's hand in his palm to warm it up.Although his brows were still furrowed, his voice was soft and soft: "Your Highness?"

Mu Ci slowly opened her eyes, with a trace of sleepiness and a little redness.Seeing clearly that it was his attendant, he subconsciously burst into a faint smile with soft eyes.

This young man who had always been steady like a rock, with a serious face, was now full of eagerness.Mu Ci stretched out her other hand from under the quilt, and gently smoothed the arched anxiety between the boy's sword eyebrows with her fingertips.

In Prince Ding's Mansion, Mu Ruosong was always able to carry the eldest grandson + eldest brother + class teacher Fan Er, but for some reason, when he saw Mu Ci, his aura weakened.Perhaps, because Mu Ci can say "no" and "no", there is no leeway.

And he himself, has been... unable to escape...

"Is everything okay at home?" Mu Ci asked, her voice a little hoarse.

"It's okay. I sent the fourth brother home. Everything is fine at home. The second brother's fever has also subsided. The imperial doctor said that there should be nothing wrong."

"That's good." Mu Ci asked again, "Have you met your mother?"

"Well, she's fine too."

"...Why do you want to?" Do you want to come back?

Mu Ruosong didn't answer, just said: "I happened to see the playbook at home, and suggested that the three uncles only show their faces and don't care about specific affairs, do you think it's okay?"

"Okay, you have a sense of proportion, I know."

So, is it really you?

Mu Ruosong said gratefully, "Thank you!"

"Hands up."

However, Mu Ruosong knew that this kind of favor was definitely not at the level of "raising your hand". He felt grateful to King Changle for taking care of his family under the pressure of the emperor, and asked worriedly, "Will it affect you?" With the support of Prince Ding's Mansion, will Emperor Tianshou lose his temper?

"No." Mu Ci was very sure.

In fact, it's really a matter of raising your hand.

The young masters of the palace are young, they are either soft-tempered or poor in ability. In short, they have no prestige, and going to the camp in the eastern suburbs will not have much effect. It is impossible to make small moves under so many eyes.And a general with a little brain will not do bad things to them.

Responding to this memorandum is a symbolic consolation, which means that Emperor Tianshou and Prince Ding's Mansion are still good friends and have not turned their backs.One is to make other people who are about to move restraint; the other is to appease the palace and not force people into hostile camps.

Of course, Mu Ci didn't have the energy to explain further.

Mu Ruosong was grateful to Mu Ci in his heart, and made up his mind to persuade him to let go of his grievances with the God-given Emperor, to improve his filial piety, and said seriously: "Your Highness, the emperor's grandfather is ill, you should not be busy managing politics, you should go to bed Be filial."

Wouldn't it be better to stay by the emperor's side without affecting governance?

Mu Ci chuckled, "You woke me up just to say these things?"

"Yes."

"Oh, needless to say, I don't plan to go." After finishing speaking, he calmly closed his eyes.

Mu Ruosong became anxious, and gently shook Mu Ci's hand: "Your Highness, do you understand your situation?"

Mu Ci had no choice but to move forward.

If in the past, Emperor Tianshou only liked Changle King, but now he is ill, and he nominates the playbook to be handled by Changle King...

This level of favor is already enough to be dreaded by others.There is absolutely no place for other princes to ascend the throne, so he cannot be given a chance.And he is the youngest in nine ranks, if he wants to... he must be better than the other princes, and there must be no mistakes.

All dynasties rule the world with filial piety, and if the accusation of unfilial piety is suppressed, no matter how powerful Mu Ci is, he will be finished.

Mu Ci opened his eyes again, looked at him with a smile on his face, half propped himself up, and gradually approached Mu Ruosong, so close that the tips of his noses almost touched.

"You're always worried about me." Mu Ci's voice was much more serene, but even more provocative.

Mu Ruosong's head became muddy due to the scorching hot and slightly sweet breath expelled from Mu Ci's nose.

"Don't worry!" Mu Ci said.

Mu Ruosong was dizzy, but he still didn't forget to persuade: "But... Your Highness..."

"I'll take care of it. Your breakfast is useless, aren't you hungry? There should be a small kitchen."

Mu Ruosong: "..." It's almost lunch now, do you only care about whether I have breakfast or not?

"Your Highness!" Mu Ruosong was a little anxious, and his brows tightened again.

"Ziren, seeing how you're just worrying about me regardless of yourself, it's really..." Ming Mu Ci was very moved.

Mu Ci slowly leaned over...

Mu Ruosong didn't move, his heart was beating like a drum... These two soft lips had been tasted countless times when he was feeding the medicine. Although it was bitter, it always made him feel sweet.

He also recklessly kissed Mu Ci once, although it was broken and tasted of blood, it was beautiful and unforgettable.

close...

Mu Ruosong thought he would be kissed... He was very nervous, and he had a secret, sweet expectation.

But the slightly hot and fresh breath rushed into the nostrils, and then dissipated.

Mu Ci shifted his position, approached Mu Ruosong's ear, pointed his finger at his heart, and said in a low voice, "I know what you mean. If you want to stay by my side, you must first learn to trust me, instead of being alone all the time. Worrying about me."

Mu Ruosong: "..."

He couldn't think, but found that the culprit who disturbed his spring water had left, fell back on the bed, and closed his eyes again.Mu Ci's voice was a little weak: "I'm a little tired, let me rest for a while." An Ran was going to continue to sleep soundly.

Mu Ci's face was pale, but he seldom showed distress on his face. Mu Ruosong thought it was an excuse, and said, "But, the emperor's grandfather..."

Heshun dared not come in outside, sweating profusely, just at this time Cui Yuanshi came in with a medicine bowl, and Heshun followed.

The old man came in and quickly persuaded: "Don't worry, little Wangsun. Your Highness has been running back and forth for the past two days. Last night, there was a wind blowing and he was running a fever. He really couldn't get up, and he couldn't manage the government or serve the sick. His Majesty won't blame him when he knows."

"Ah!" Only then did Mu Ruosong realize that Mu Ci was ill. He quickly touched Mu Ci's forehead, and it turned out that he had a high fever...

It's just that Mu Ci never showed any pain on his face, he didn't blush when he had a fever, his face was pale and bloodless, and he couldn't find his illness unless he was very careful, and just now Mu Ruosong held Mu Ci's hand, the palm was cold, so He was only in a hurry and couldn't feel that Mu Ci had a fever.

Not only did he not notice, but he kept arguing with him... Mu Ruosong's face could no longer be tense, regretful and distressed: "Your Highness, you are not feeling well, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Mu Ci closed her eyes, tired but tolerantly replied: "It's nothing serious, just lie down and it'll be fine, it's okay."

Mu Ci never needed to be so weak to gain sympathy in front of anyone, so he really didn't care, so he didn't tell Mu Ruosong that he was ill or not.

"Your Highness..." Mu Ruosong gritted his teeth and said, "I'll sleep with you in my arms, it should be more comfortable."

"No need, Ziren." Mu Ci sighed, after Mu Ruosong had clarified his feelings, it would be easy for people to misunderstand if he made intimate movements towards him, so why bother?Mu Ci said: "You don't want me to worry about it, just help me. Be good... go to the kitchen to eat something, starving is not good for your health, and then go to the study to help me sort out the books and materials. When I get better, I want to read them." .”

Mu Ruosong: "..." Do you still remember that I am hungry when you are sick?

The envoy Cui was holding a bowl of medicine, feeling worried.He has lived in the palace for a long time, and he is the best at observing words and expressions. He has noticed that the atmosphere between King Changle and the attendant is a little different. If this is the case... how to feed the medicine?

Mu Ruosong: "..." I want to say hello, but...

Your Highness already knew my intentions, and then gave me the medicine and then... It's a shame.

So how to feed this medicine?