After wearing the book, the regent quit.

Wrapped in a thick long scarf, Shen Mu was carried all the way back to the house by Xiao Fan, with black silk hanging down and drops of water dripping down.

The two of them kept silent all the way until Xiao Fan placed him firmly on the soft bed in the room and turned to get a dry towel on the wooden stand to wipe his hair. Shen Mu stretched out his hand and tugged at the young man's wrist. the corner of his clothes, he lowered his eyes and said,

"Xiao Fan, you first—"

"Why are your hands still so cold?"

His cheeks were slightly hot, Shen Mu was wrapped in a long scarf and leaned against the hard pillow on the bed, his eyes were lowered to look at the crack in the wall in the corner; Xiao Fan stood in front of him like a high wall, the black lining was soaked tightly Sticking to the skin, the body line with wide shoulders and narrow waist is undoubtedly revealed.

It doesn't matter, it's just that the two of them are sitting and the other is standing, Shen Mu only needs to raise his eyes a little, and his eyes can meet Xiao Fan's——

"...Xiao Fan, change into clean clothes first, and help me pick up a random set of clothes from the closet."

There was a hint of embarrassment in his tone, Shen Mu's white face was stained with an abnormal blush, his slender and shiny fingers were unconsciously clutching the corner of the quilt, his slender eyelashes were trembling slightly, and he looked a little shy.

Xiao Fan responded with a deep voice, and turned around to get clean clothes from the closet in the corner; for some reason, when he inadvertently pulled out the top black gown, a smear of red flashed across his eyes.

The two who were extremely dull tonight watched the long-lost red bellyband slowly fall, and Xiao Fan bent over to pick it up when it was about to hit the ground.

Candle lamps lit up the house, and the warm yellow light reflected the furnishings in a charming and ambiguous color. Shen Mu raised his eyes and his eyes twinkled, looking at the red apron in Xiao Fan's hand in disbelief.

No matter how many calculations he made, he never thought that when Xiao Fan officially stayed at his place for the first time, he would actually plan to wear this piece of fabric that was only the size of a palm.

Swallowing with difficulty, he closed his eyes in despair, with mixed feelings in his heart, and suppressed his voice: "You..."

Facing a pair of wet phoenix eyes, Xiao Fan looked at the end of Shen Mu's red eyes, his heart trembled suddenly, and he put his right hand holding the apron behind his back, breathing slightly stagnant, and said in a hoarse voice, "I don't want you to chuan—”

Before he finished speaking, he saw the thin man tilt his head and sneezed; Xiao Fan's heart tightened, and he couldn't care less about the bellyband, so he immediately turned around and took a thick plain white gown from the closet, walked He passed it to Shen Mu in two steps with his long legs, and said with a frown,

"Put on your clothes first, and go ask someone to bring some ginger soup."

Then Shen Mu watched him stride out, and Xiao Fan could hear Xiao Fan ordering in a low voice outside the door, telling people to quickly add charcoal basins in the house.

Letting go of the white long towel in his hand, Shen Mu took off his soaked underwear in the empty room, wiped his body and changed into a new dry suit; he touched his sore nose, buried his blushing face in the Palm, let out a low hum.

After a while, Xiao Fan also changed his clothes and walked into the house, holding Shen Mu's leftover clothes by the wooden pool and the hot Tang Pozi in his hands, followed by Jing Wen, holding a burning charcoal basin.

Compared to the disheveled clothes just now, the two people's attire at this time is more suitable for heart-to-heart talk; they are wrapped in the thin blanket that Xiao Fan brought, and Shen Mu's mind is full of that water-red apron. After a moment of silence, he coughed lightly and said: , "If you really want to wear this bellyband, I can't accept it—"

"next time."

Xiao Fan's hoarse voice came from behind, like gravel rubbing against the eardrums one by one; the young man sat beside him and wiped his hair with a dry white towel, his movements were very light, as if Shen Mu could be crushed with a single force Like, "I'm afraid of you... I can't stand it sometimes."

Taking a long breath, Shen Mu sincerely thanked Xiao Fan behind him from the bottom of his heart.

The gate of the palace had already been closed, and the young man was destined to stay here tonight; if Xiao Fan insisted on dressing like that, Shen Mu imagined it out of thin air, and he was really not sure whether he would leave a psychological shadow.

At this time, Ah Qing brought in the boiled ginger soup, carefully placed it on the square table next to Ruantao, and then walked out lightly.

Letting go of the hand holding the corner of the blanket, Shen Mu leaned forward to get the ginger soup, but saw a pair of big bony hands picking up the bowl before him, picked up the porcelain spoon and stirred it slowly twice, filled a spoonful to his lips,

"Gujiaren put honey in the ginger soup to help sleep."

Holding Tang Pozi in his arms, he drank warm ginger juice and felt warm all over his body; Shen Mu squinted his eyes comfortably like a cat, leaned to the side like a boneless one, stretched out his hand symbolically, and said in a cold voice. The line listened lazily, "Xiao Fan, I can drink by myself."

"I just want to feed you," the young man on the opposite side stuffed his hand back into the blanket, and fed another mouthful of ginger soup; with the few rays of moonlight leaking in from the window, Xiao Fan's dark eyes seemed to soften a lot, " Is Yafu still angry about what happened today?"

"A little bit." After eating half a bowl of ginger soup, Shen Mu, who was wrapped in a blanket, felt that his eyelids were getting heavy; he blinked with some difficulty, and spoke slowly,

"We need to talk, Xiao Fan, you have no confidence in me."

Hearing the soft sound of the porcelain bowl on the table, Shen Mu asked Xiao Fan to pick it up again like a wrapped rice dumpling, walked a few steps to the side of the bed, put it down firmly, and stuffed it carefully into the quilt.

The faint sandalwood fragrance from Xiao Fan's body made Shen Mu hardly open his eyes. When someone carefully tucked up the quilt for him, Shen Mu stretched out a hand from the quilt, pulled the young man's quilt, and said vaguely, "Wait Go to bed later, it’s agreed that we’ll talk first—"

A warm and dry hand gently covered his eyes, and the deep voice of a young man in a daze lingered beside his ears, "...wait a little longer."

When Xiao Fan walked out of the house, the whole city had completely quieted down, except for the occasional chirping of insects in the jungle, the surrounding area was completely silent.

Jing Wen was a few steps away from the door, holding his sword in both hands, and Ah Qing, who was leaning against the stone pillar, was sitting on a hard stone bench on the side of the corridor, wearing Jing Wen's cloak, and was falling asleep with her eyes closed.

"His Majesty."

From the corner of the eye, Xiao Fan glanced at the cloak on the young servant of the Shen family. Xiao Fan glanced sideways at Jing Wen, stood with his hands behind his back, looked at the moonlight and said in a low voice, "Are you sure Shen Mu will buy that house outside the capital?" Are you down?"

"My subordinates are sure," Jing Wen paused, his voice lower than usual, "Also, there are several carriages parked near this house, and I don't know what their purpose is."

How many carriages?

His thick eyebrows were frowned, and after Xiao Fan asked a few simple questions, he turned back to the room without saying a word, and when he opened the door, he saw the mahogany plaque on the wall opposite the door. The word "quiet".

Looking up at the familiar handwriting, Xiao Fan suddenly remembered the letter of resignation he saw on Shen Mu's desk that day in this bedroom. , The expectation of wandering around the mountains and rivers.

Xiao Fan knew Shen Mu wanted to leave the capital all along.

So he did not hesitate to let Granny Tian know his identity, and used this to build an identical house in the harem, in order to have a "natural" reason to force Shen Mu to stay in the palace and never leave.

At that time, if Shen Mu was still willing to show affection to him as he is now, he would be able to accept it calmly; even if he didn't want to, it didn't matter, at least Shen Mu couldn't leave his side.

As long as people can stay.

The person lying sideways on the bed with his back facing Xiao Fan was sleeping soundly, his black hair spread out, his slender body was covered by the duvet, one arm was outside the quilt, and a thin snow-white wrist was exposed under the long sleeve, The whole person is fragile and beautiful.

The soft mattress was slightly sunken, Xiao Fan held his breath and lay down on Shen Mu's side, raised his hand and gently picked up a strand of black hair at his hand, with wildly surging nostalgia in his eyes.

The person sleeping next to him suddenly uttered sleepy talk, Shen Mu snorted and turned around, as if feeling that the night was a little cold, wrapped himself tightly in the duvet, and subconsciously moved closer to Xiao Fan.

He moved his body to hold him in his arms, Xiao Fan was sleepless in the middle of the night, his black eyes flickered, he looked down at Shen Mu's sleeping face, and after a long time, he murmured very softly, "...wait a little longer wait."

As far as Shen Mu is concerned, one of the biggest advantages of Xiao Fan's staying overnight is that he doesn't have to get up early to go to court.

However, as a monarch, Xiao Fan cannot always stay overnight at the Prince Regent's Mansion. During this period of time, he has frequently left the palace without any reason, and many officials have complained, saying that this matter is not only impolite, but if someone with a heart takes advantage of this to secretly assassinate him, then It was a devastating blow to Daqi.

Shen Mu, who woke up naturally in the morning, glanced at the empty bed beside him, rubbed his eyes and called Ah Qing to come in, and asked Xiao Fan when he left and did he explain anything when he left.

"Your Majesty only told you to rest well, and then left."

With a light yes, Shen Mu opened the letter sent by Chu Puyu yesterday morning, reconfirmed that the two agreed to send Chu Pingting away today, and after noting the meeting place, he threw the letter into the Basin of charcoal at my feet, watching it slowly burn to nothingness.

Chu Pingting has become an abandoned child in the Chu family, so Chu Puyu will naturally not send her off in person; and Shen Mu has handed over all the evidence of the smuggling of arms to Xiao Fan last night. After the early court, Chu Puyu was summoned to the Imperial Study Room to attack in person, so that the Chu family would be caught off guard.

And the gap in the middle is the best time for Shen Mu to send Chu Pingting away.

There was only a short period of time left before the appointed time, Shen Mu thought for a moment, picked up a pen and quickly wrote a request for a dictionary on a blank memorial.

The accounts of the arsenal are a bottomless pit. If the Chu family has the heart, it will not be difficult to find out the evidence of the original body's deceitful public welfare. In addition, the last time Xiao Huan found out a lot of evidence of corruption and bribery in the original body, even if Xiao Fan deliberately defended him. , It is also difficult to block the mouths of many people.

Why don't he pre-emptively dismiss him voluntarily, so that the Chu family can't do anything.

Fearing that Xiao Fan would get it wrong and think that he was really going to resign, Shen Mu deliberately stuffed a note on the last page of the memorial, then called Ah Qing into the room, handed him the Regent's token, and explained in a serious tone, Ask Ah Qing to send the memorial to the palace in person, and before handing it over to Xiao Fan, no one can touch this memorial.

Ah Qing nodded hastily, took the token in Shen Mu's hand with great care, and exited the room cautiously.

Suddenly remembering that there was still the cloak that Jing Fan lent him last night in the room, Ah Qing thought about sending it along, went back to the room to take the cloak, and walked quickly to the door of the house.

There was a lot of dust on the hem of the black cloak, so Ah Qing lowered his head and patted it with his hands. He accidentally slammed into someone else's body, and the things in his hands fell to the ground.

Looking up, it was Uncle Wang who also came in a hurry.

"There are two ministers outside begging to see the lord, and I am about to enter the room to report." When Ah Qing raised his head, the man squatted down first, picked up the memorial and the token on the ground for him, and when he stood up, he did not forget to say, "Be careful." , don't fall anymore."

Looking at the door, there were indeed two ministers who had just left the early court standing and waiting in front of the mansion; Ah Qing looked back and responded, and smiled apologetically with Uncle Wang, then hurried away holding the memorial and token.

After watching people go away, the middle-aged man went around Shen Mu's door and came to the end of the corridor, took out the note that fell out of the memorial from his sleeve, spread it out, and looked at it carefully.

——The golden cicada's plan to escape its shell, don't take it seriously.

The author has something to say: there is a second update, I hope you won't have to wait too long (don't worry, this article doesn't abuse ovo)

感谢在2020-08-3015:49:29~2020-08-3117:56:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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