After wearing the book, the regent quit.

There is a faint smell of wine in the air.

Shen Mu should be drunk, her phoenix eyes are not as bright as before, the end of her eyes is a little moist, and her fair complexion is even more tinged with a touch of pink.

His eyes were slack, he looked into Xiao Fan's eyes without blinking, and asked again, "Did your majesty feel sorry for the minister, and that's why you've been depressed all day?"

The two were no more than an arm's length apart, Xiao Fan quietly looked at Shen Mu's crow-like long eyelashes amidst the familiar cold fragrance of green tea, and remained silent for a long time.

The speaker has no intention but the listener does. The word "distressed" is too heavy for him.

Unable to respond for a long time, Shen Mu frowned slightly, and let out a very soft hum in his throat. He lowered his head and took away his right hand that was covering the back of Xiao Fan's hand, and raised his jade-like index finger, the pulp of which was on the palm joint of the back of the hand. Slide over one by one.

The fingertips were cold, but they brought warmth when they slid across the skin. Xiao Fan lowered his eyes and looked at the circle of bruises that had grown horizontally on Shen Mu's thin and white neck. After a long time, he gave a low "hmm".

"Actually, I'm a little wronged." Shen Mu gently held Xiao Fan's forearm, and kept leaning forward; finally, his soft thin lips just touched Xiao Fan's ear, and he breathed lightly while speaking,

"Your Majesty is too hard to please, no matter what I do, I have ulterior motives—"

Shen Mu's shoulders sank, and Shen Mu, who hadn't finished speaking, closed his eyes, and fell straight into Xiao Fan's arms, breathing steadily and long, and his slender fingers were still tightly clutching Xiao Fan's forearm sleeve.

The earlobes were hot, and the heat gradually surged up from the base of the neck, and Xiao Fan felt his muscles become uncontrollably stiff and tense; the sleepy person seemed to feel uncomfortable in the forward leaning posture, and it didn't take long for the tendency to slide down.

Subconsciously bent his back, Xiao Fan maintained this uncomfortable posture, and sat quietly for nearly a cup of tea; in the end, Shen Mu was the first to let go of his sleeves, and leaned sideways.

Quickly raising his hand to hold Shen Mu's head, Xiao Fan leaned down and left the seat, and the other hand passed through the hollow of the person's leg. With strength from his waist, he easily hugged the slender man, and his hair was scattered. Scattered.

The body was suspended in the air suddenly, and the person in his arms began to struggle slightly restlessly, twisting his body outward unconsciously; his brows tightened, Xiao Fan exerted force on his hands, and gave a low warning,

"Be honest, or Gu will let go."

Before the words fell, Shen Mu did not move any more, but curled up and squeezed his head into Xiao Fan's arms, muttering something vaguely, not knowing what he said.

Putting the person on the long rug, Xiao Fan pulled a thin blanket casually, leaned over to cover the person with the quilt, and whispered softly in Shen Mu's ear,

"As long as Yafu stays by Gu's side peacefully, Gu will not let you be wronged."

Looking at Shen Mu's peaceful sleeping face on the soft bed, Xiao Fan felt the pounding sound in his chest; he realized clearly again that the person in front of him could no longer find the slightest trace of the past for him. .

Even the mood of not wanting him to be wronged is completely different from the past.

It's just that he still can't figure out what is the cause of this strange emotion that tugged at his heartstrings; and whether Shen Mu really bid farewell to the past.

Just when he was about to straighten up and stand up, the sleeping man suddenly raised his slender arms, hooked his neck precisely, rubbed the top of his hair three times, and began to mutter again .

This time it was getting closer, Xiao Fan could hear Shen Mu murmuring indistinctly, his tone seemed a little sad.

"How long has it been since, Ah Fan, why are you bald again... Daddy's heart aches... woo..."

Xiao Fan: "..."

The tenderness in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and the young monarch stood up abruptly; hearing the voice came to the door and pushed open the palace door, and glanced at Jing Fan who was sending someone back, Xiao Fan frowned at the thin young man standing next to Jing Fan Lower eyebrow.

Ah Qing's heart trembled, and she hurriedly saluted, "Your Majesty, Ah Qing was ordered to bring the prince back to his residence."

Xiao Fan turned and left without looking back, "The regent is drunk, come back tomorrow morning."

Little face flushed, Ah Qing said "this, this, this, this" for a while before realizing it, and just as she raised her hand to knock on the door, someone grabbed her by the collar and pulled her back severely.

Staggering back a few steps, Ah Qing turned around and gave Jing Wen a timid glance, and said in a threatening voice, "Why are you pulling me? Our lord——"

"Your Majesty said that the regent will be sleeping in Mingcheng Palace tonight." Jing Fan drew out the long knife expressionlessly, pointing the silver blade at the tip of the person's throat. "One more step forward, and I will strike."

When Shen Mu woke up the next morning, Xiao Fan had already left to go to court.

Opening his eyes, he met Ah Qing's big and bright eyes. Shen Mu's first reaction was that he was in the Prince Regent's Mansion, and when he turned around, he planned to close his eyes and squint for a while.

As a result, before closing his eyes, the auspicious dragon pattern on the cushion under his body came into sight first; Shen Mu got up abruptly, looking at the lifeless and extremely familiar furnishings in front of him, his heart was half cold.

So after he got drunk last night, he stayed in Mingcheng Palace again?

Seeing him wake up, Ah Qing whispered happily, "Your Majesty has gone to court, and said that after you have breakfast, remember to go to Wenyuan Pavilion to handle government affairs with the Ninth Prince."

Turning over hastily, Shen Mu tidied up his appearance roughly, and went directly to Wenyuan Pavilion.

Apart from a few court officials, Xiao Huan also waited here early on. After greeting each other politely, they took their seats one after another and began to deal with government affairs.

Only after reading the brochures handed over by Xiao Huan did I realize that what we are going to discuss today is about the tablet of Xiao Fan's birth mother in the royal ancestral hall.

Xiao Fan insisted on posthumously making his biological mother the empress dowager, but the late emperor never gave this woman the status, so this matter could not be finalized for a long time.

Calling Shen Mu and Xiao Huan to discuss this matter by name does not mean that Xiao Fan is controlled by the two, but just forces them to make a statement.

Shen Mu thought that Xiao Fan's behavior of protecting him yesterday was enough to turn the tide of public opinion, and it would not be abrupt for him to defend him again. After making his statement clearly, he turned his head and asked Xiao Huan, "I don't know what the Ninth Prince wants?"

Xiao Huan frowned, and expressed his agreement with a bright smile.

Gao Ying's tragic death was still vivid in his mind, seeing that Shen Xiao had no objection, the rest of the people naturally did not dare to say more, they soon began to discuss the details, and drafted a memorial to ask Xiao Fan to appoint the main person in charge.

Holding the prepared memorial and preparing to leave, Shen Mu just got up from his seat when he heard Xiao Huan calling him from behind.

The young man with a handsome face has an elegant temperament, and his smiling eyes are very friendly, "Xiao Huan is discussing government affairs with the regent for the first time. I didn't expect that you are not as aggressive as the rumors, but your actions and words are very peaceful."

Thinking of the first time the two met, the young man's words were not sure if they were sowing discord, or if they were ignorant of the world, Shen Mu frowned slightly again, and said in a distant tone, "Shen Mu thanked you for your compliment."

I thought the polite words would be broken up, but Xiao Huan unexpectedly said again, "The Queen Mother's death day is just two days away, Your Majesty should want to finalize the memorial tablet before then, I wonder if the Regent plans to preside over it himself? "

The title of "Empress Dowager" is not casual, let alone Xiao Huan is the only son of Daqi; Shen Mu was alert in his heart, and replied calmly, "Everything is up to His Majesty's arrangement."

The case of arson and murder in the Gao Mansion involved too many people, and many officials were involved in the corruption incident that Xiao Huantiao was ordered to investigate. All the officials saw that Xiao Fan wanted to use Gao Ying's case to punish corruption and accept bribes, and immediately reported corrupt officials. Those who dragged aliens into the water, even those who surrendered and asked for forgiveness wrote letters one after another, and many people even went directly to the palace to ask to meet the Holy Majesty.

As the number one corrupt official in Daqi, Shen Mu knew that he was still valuable to be used by Xiao Fan regarding the tablets; so he was not in a hurry to enter the palace immediately, and after saying goodbye to Xiao Huan, he went straight back to the Prince Regent's Mansion and found Yaozhen. There is still no news.

Yaozhen is far away from the capital, or not close, if you hurry up, it will only take a day to go back and forth.

This hairpin is of great significance to Xiao Fan, if Shen Mu can give it to Xiao Fan on the day of Xiao's mother's death, not to mention the prosperity and wealth in the days to come, his envisioned retreat to the mountains and forests and not worrying about food and clothing will be no problem.

After thinking for a while, Shen Mu ordered Ah Qing to get the carriage ready. If there was no news after dark, he planned to rush to Yaozhen overnight, and bring the hairpin back no matter what.

In the end, before it was completely dark, Xiao Fan suddenly sent him into the palace again.

Although he came to Mingcheng Palace a few times, he always came and went in a hurry due to special circumstances; this time, he could only walk through several long corridors in a detour under the leadership of Jing Wen, and came to the back of the Golden Palace. in the garden.

At this moment, the sky is completely dark, only a round of bright moon and tens of thousands of stars are dotted, sprinkled bright stars on all things on the earth.

The tip of his nose was filled with the scent of sweet flowers. Shen Mu took the memorial and came outside a gazebo, and respectfully saluted the young man sitting in the pavilion, still feeling a little embarrassed about yesterday's drunkenness.

It's not decent enough to stay overnight in someone else's palace after being drunk, if he doesn't drink well, what reckless things do he do after getting drunk——

"The last time I was in the gazebo, I liked the tea made by Yafu very much." Xiao Fan looked as usual, and didn't mention the drink last night. He asked Shen Mu to enter the gazebo, and glanced at the tea table on the table.

"Why don't Yafu make another pot tonight."

"It's my honor that Your Majesty likes it." Shen Mu placed the memorial in front of Xiao Fan, and began to make tea skillfully. "I have no objection to the memorial tablet. Your Majesty has to decide the details."

Zhezi lay quietly on the table, Xiao Fan didn't even look at it, his eyes kept falling on Shen Mu's non-stop hands; after a while, the young man suddenly said, "Two days will be her death day."

"She's been away for so long that Gu can hardly remember her appearance."

Shen Mu paused for the hand holding the teapot, feeling sore in his heart.

When he was taken away by the original body, Xiao Fan was only a ten-year-old child. Not long after he lost his mother, he came to the palace with no one to rely on, and lived in fear for a long time; Being respected by others, he dared to call "humeizi" in front of Xiao Fan.

The same died of a serious illness, Nalan Wan didn't know how many panaceas she used, and the whole country mourned when she passed away; while Xiao Fan's mother was seriously ill, but she couldn't even afford herbal medicines worth tens of pennies, and she dragged her to a place at will after her death. In the wilderness, there is no ashes left from the fire.

Shen Mu believed that Xiao Fan didn't really forget her appearance, he just felt guilty and ashamed to face it.

Putting down the teapot in his hand, Shen Mu looked up at the sky full of stars outside the pavilion, and said softly, "There is a saying in my hometown that in this starry river, each star represents a person."

"As long as His Majesty closes his eyes and thinks about the person he misses in front of Xinghe, that person will appear in His Majesty's mind."

Wen Yan frowned slightly, Xiao Fan stared at Shen Mu for a few breaths, and then slowly closed his eyes.

The cold profile of the young man seemed to be covered with silver under the moonlight, Shen Mu looked at him with a gentle expression, and continued in a gentle voice, "I believe that His Majesty must be thinking of the person who made you miss him deeply at this moment. "

Xiao Fan's breath was stagnant.

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