After wearing the book, the regent quit.

Shen Mu didn't turn back to look for Xiao Fan on purpose.

With the identity of the regent, his expressionless words in the mourning hall successfully shocked the princes and ministers in the room, so that everyone could only mourn and mourn in peace for the rest of the time.

These people dared to blatantly talk about the monarch because he did not agree with Xiao Fan and wanted to say something to please him; when he clearly expressed his disgust, these people were only panicked and fearful.

After leaving the mourning hall, Shen Mu originally planned to go back directly to the mansion, but he was stumbled by the two snarky ministers. While the two were apologizing endlessly, they watched Xiao Fan enter the mourning hall from a distance.

There was a cool breeze, without the warmth of the sun, mixed with a tinge of chill, Shen Mu felt cold even in fox fur, but Xiao Fan only had a thin filial piety on his body.

Impatiently waving the two of them away, Shen Mu thought for a while, and finally came to the mourning hall steadily; he pushed the door open, looked at Xiao Fan who was kneeling quietly on the futon, his eyes moved slightly.

The young man's back was wide and lonely, and when he approached, he could even see the slight tremor of his shoulders. Shen Mu silently took off the cloak on his body, and after a moment of hesitation, he came to the man's side, bent down, and gently put the cloak on Xiao Xiao's shoulders. Fan body.

Xiao Fan's instantly stiff back pointed out his overstepping behavior, but Shen Mu disapproved and knelt down on another futon, talking to Xiao Fan calmly.

After being stunned for a while, the young man replied stiffly, "Gu has long been used to being alone."

Shen Mu turned to look at Xiao Fan's eyes as black as ink. The deep eyes always carried a chilling air in the hall, but in front of him time and time again, they inadvertently showed the emotions they tried to hide.

The day Shen Mu came back from the hunt, he could see that Xiao Fan had a heart for Nalan Wan, otherwise he would not have tolerated it again and again, and indulged him to the point of being assassinated by her secretly.

"People live in groups," Shen Mu turned his head to look at Xiao Fan, his eyes fell on his hand holding the corner of the cloak, and he softened his tone, "No one likes to be alone."

The two were so close that Xiao Fan could easily smell the elegant fragrance of light tea on the man's body; he was still covered with Shen Mu's cloak, and the soft fox fur brushed his cheeks from time to time, making it itchy.

Regardless of his words, deeds, and even his habitual tone, everything about Shen Mu told him once again that the man in front of him was completely different from before.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the person has changed.

"Yafu once said to Gu that a lonely life is the ultimate destiny of the emperor," Xiao Fan lowered his eyes, looked at the bruises on Shen Mu's wrist, and said lightly in the dim yellow room,

"Yafu's temperament has changed drastically recently, did he even forget this sentence?"

This was the first time Shen Mu taught him how to be a king eight years ago, and Xiao Fan would never remember it wrong.

"A person's life is too long, and you always have to go together with others. It's nothing more than a matter of length." The man met his eyes without hesitation, seemed to see his doubts clearly, and opened his mouth to explain, "This is the subject of my previous vision. narrow."

"If Your Majesty insists on a reason, then the minister is tired of the old life and wants to start over."

Xiao Fan frowned, "Do it again?"

"Yes, let's do it again," Shen Mu who was opposite nodded when he heard the words, the corners of his lips rose slightly, which instantly softened the already alienated facial features, and his voice became gentle,

"Yu Chen, Yu Your Majesty, everything between us."

The two stayed in the mourning hall for a long time, and when they came out, they knew from the sky that it should be the time to close the city gate.

Jing from outside the platform came quickly, and when he saw Shen Mu, there was a trace of difference in his eyes; after a while, he straightened his expression, and after saluting to Shen and Xiao, Shen Sheng briefly explained Shen Mu's punishment of the minister in the mourning hall .

Knocking on the palace door at night is a serious crime. Shen Mu thought about how to get out of the palace, until Xiao Fan turned around and looked at him with puzzled eyes, then smiled slightly and said, "I've done it once."

Looking at each other for a moment, Xiao Fan asked, "Is Yafu trying to curry favor with Gu?"

"That's right," Shen Mu thought in his heart that Xiao Fan was only able to escape when he was happy, and replied vaguely, "Only when His Majesty is happy can I live in peace."

"The gate of the palace has been closed, and I may have to stay in the palace tonight." He raised his eyes to look at Xiao Fan, and asked with a slightly embarrassed expression, "I wonder if I can use Jing's knowledge."

Breaking into the palace gate at night is a serious crime to be executed by hanging. Shen Mu doesn't have a door amulet on his body, and there is no special reason. He will definitely not be able to get out tonight, so he can only find a place to deal with it for a night.

Wenyuan Pavilion was specially set up by the first emperor in the palace for the convenience of meeting courtiers; Yuanchen used to come here to review memorials, but Shen Mu just wished he could stay at home all day, so naturally he didn't know the location of Wenyuan Pavilion.

He could only let Jing Wen take him there.

Xiao Fan frowned again, "Jing Jing?"

"To tell you the truth, I have night blindness, and I can't see the road clearly at night." Shen Mu quickly made up a reason and said sincerely, "Can you escort Your Majesty back to Mingcheng Palace with Jingyan first, and then let Jingyan see you off?" I will go to Wenyuan Pavilion to stay overnight."

Jing Fan hesitated to speak at the side.

Xiao Fan remained silent, staring at him flickeringly; for some reason, Shen Mu always felt oppressed by a hungry wolf.

After a long time, Xiao Fan took off the cloak and handed it over, whispering, "Go directly to Wenyuan Pavilion."

There was still the warm breath left by the youth on the fox fur, and Shen Mu didn't shirk it much. After saluting and thanking, the three of them went to Wenyuan Pavilion together, and no one spoke along the way.

Wenyuan Pavilion was served all day long. Seeing Shen Mu and Xiao Fan coming together, the servant squatting in front of the hall immediately wiped the saliva from his mouth, ran forward and knelt down to salute without stopping.

Shen Mu randomly found a place in the hall and sat down. He hadn't eaten all day, and his body was always a little chilly; he gathered the cloak on his body, and began to casually read the memorial by the candlelight by the table.

After a bag of cigarettes, Xiao Fan ordered someone to serve hot tea.

After a cup of tea, Xiao Fan ordered someone to bring a brazier.

After half a stick of incense, Xiao Fan ordered people to serve pastries.

"Your Majesty, the night is dark, and we have to go to the mourning hall to mourn tomorrow morning." Shen Mu looked at the whole table of pastries and candied fruit, and Xiao Fan who was looking out the window opposite, felt a little headache, "Aren't you going back to the palace to rest for a while?"

"I'm not tired when I'm alone," Xiao Fan looked out of the window with a difficult expression, holding hot tea in his hand, "Let's talk about it later."

Seeing that the young man was looking seriously, Shen Mu followed his line of sight and found that apart from the imperial guards who were patrolling on time, only the towering red brick city wall was in sight.

Under the flickering candlelight, the warm yellow wax light softened the young man's cold and harsh face, but the bruises around his eyes were much heavier than yesterday, and he looked very tired.

Shen Mu couldn't help but sighed.

Caressing the fingertips on the tea wall, Xiao Fan turned his head slowly, his expression was not very good, and said coldly, "Yafu just doesn't want to stay with Gu."

"Minister didn't—"

Before Shen Mu could finish speaking, the young man who was sitting quietly by the window suddenly got up, and the chair scratched on the ground with a harsh and sharp sound, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps.

Through the porch window, Shen Mu saw Xiao Fan went straight to the outside of the palace gate, got on the dragon chariot and quickly disappeared from sight.

Looking at the dragon chariot going away, Shen Mu was suddenly stunned.

Xiao Fan was just now able to ask someone to carry the chariot, but he walked such a long distance with him.

Maybe it's because I really don't want to be alone.

The injured wrist did not control the strength well, and all the hot tea in the cup was spilled on his body. Shen Mu hurriedly got up and put the teacup away, went to the window and looked at it for a while, turned around, picked up a few memorials, and called the servant outside the door to come in. house.

Xiao Fan never liked being disturbed at night, when Tong Jingwen came back, Mingcheng Palace was completely silent, not even a servant could be seen.

Jing Wen stayed outside the door to wait, Xiao Fan entered the main hall with a gloomy expression, the huge palace was resplendent and resplendent, every item and furnishing showed the noble status of the owner, and heaters were already placed in every corner, but the inside of the room was still lifeless .

The inexplicable congestion in the chest made people sleepless, Xiao Fan wanted to take a book from the bookcase behind him and flip through it, but when he turned around, he saw the clothes on the screen in the corner, with blood stains on it.

After leaving it for a whole day, Shen Mu didn't send anyone to pick it up, nor did he give any explanation.

The dark fire that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart was ignited, Xiao Fan threw the book in his hand on the table, his eyes were cold, and he sneered sullenly, "Some people don't pay much attention to loneliness these days."

"Your Majesty," Jing Fan's voice suddenly sounded outside the door, "The Regent is asking to see you."

After getting permission, Shen Mu entered the room together with the servants behind him, asked people to put more than a dozen memorials in their arms on the table, and saluted, "When I was reading the memorials in Wenyuan Pavilion, I suddenly had many questions that I wanted to discuss with Your Majesty. Your Majesty has time."

Xiao Fan was lying on the bed, holding the scroll in his hand, without raising his eyelids, and said coolly, "The night is dark, and I have to go to the mourning hall tomorrow morning to mourn, Yafu, please go back."

"Your Majesty clearly knows that I have nowhere to go now," Shen Mu said with a helpless smile when he heard him speak back, "Besides, Wenyuan Pavilion is too cold, and my wrist hurts from the cold."

Throwing the scroll in his hand aside, Xiao Fan set his eyes on Shen Mu's Qingzi wrist, frowned, and his tone was still not very good, "This is what Ya Fu begged Gu to keep."

"I wanted to keep it on my own initiative," Shen Mu moved the booklet and put it on the wooden table on the soft bed, and asked for instructions, "Please have a look at it, Your Majesty."

Xiao Fan took the booklet and read it, Shen Mu stood aside and waited with downcast eyes, the room was silent for a while.

He has probably read all these scriptures, but they are just questions about people's livelihood. If Xiao Fan really asks, Shen Mu can answer a few questions.

After a long time, the young man said coldly, "Gu did not let Yafu stand."

So Shen Mu sat down opposite him.

After reading the two memorials, the young man on the soft floor spoke again, and called Jing Wen over with a displeased expression, "Is there no one in Mingcheng Palace? Why is it so cold in this palace?"

So Jing Fan counted seven or eight braziers in the corner of the hall and went down.

Xiao Fan didn't talk to him all the time, and Shen Mu was really tired later, and at some point he hugged Mrs. Tang in his arms, warmly lulling people to sleep.

The eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, the head unconsciously nodded, the soul seemed to be pulling away from the body, and the five senses were extremely dull.

In the dead of night, Shen Mu fell asleep quietly on the wooden table in front of him.

Putting aside the memorial that he had read five times, Xiao Fan looked at Shen Mu's peaceful sleeping face, and remembered the man's sigh that he didn't want to stay with him. threatened,

"If you dare to be disrespectful to Gu again, Gu will—"

The sleeping man was disturbed by Xiao Fan's stern voice, as if eyes had grown on the top of his head, he raised a hand in his sleep, rubbed vigorously on the top of Xiao Fan's head, and murmured,

"Don't be afraid, I won't leave."

The man's hand was as white as winter snow, but the palm was warm, he rubbed it casually a few times, then retracted, to cover Tang Pozi in his arms.

With messy hair and stiff back, Xiao Fan paused, and after thinking for a while, he decided to complete what he just said, "If you dare to be disrespectful to Gu again, Gu will show you some color."

After finishing speaking, the young man straightened up contentedly, picked up the memorial that he had read five times and looked at it again, and there was nothing unusual on his expression.

It's just that my face is a little hot.

The author has something to say: Xiao Fan: If Yafu's behavior goes beyond the mark, Gu will ask you to——

Shen Mu: (touching head) What's wrong?

Xiao Fan: Touch it a couple more times.

(This chapter has been written unsatisfactorily, sorry for the lateness)