After wearing the book, the regent quit.

"My lord, our majesty invites you to drink tea in the elegant seat beside me."

Holding a long sword, the burly guard came to Shen Mu's side. After bowing slightly, he waved his hand as a "please" gesture.

Raising his hand to brush away the folds on his clothes, Shen Mu raised his eyes and glanced at the opposite side, stood up without changing his face, followed the guards through the corridor and around the corner, and finally arrived at the private seats of Su Xin and Qin Jing.

The man had an undisguised regal air, and at this moment he was lazily leaning on the wooden chair behind him, gently stroking the glazed glass wall with his fingertips.

Seeing Shen Mu coming, Qin Jing chuckled without raising her eyes, her tone was full of laziness, "I am a little surprised to see Mr. Shen here."

Facing Su Xin's slightly apologetic eyes, Shen Mu gave him a comforting smile, then turned his gaze to look at Qin Jing with a cool gaze.

The waiter at the side poured the hot tea and placed it on the opposite side of Su Qin, and made a "please" gesture to Shen Mu, so Shen Mu sat down directly opposite Su Qin and the two of them, curling his lips into a cold smile.

"It's said that a country cannot live without a master for a day." With a slight movement of the fingertips holding the teacup, Shen Mu took a sip and said that the tea is really good, with the sarcasm on his lips undiminished, "Mr. It's really wrong."

Hearing that Qin Jing was not annoyed, she turned her head slightly and looked down, and saw that the storyteller downstairs should have finished today's story, picked up the gavel in his hand, slammed it on the table, and said brightly , "If you want to hear what happened next, let's listen to the next chapter to break it down—"

There was a loud applause from the audience, and Qin Jing watched the individual guests leaving the stage scatteredly. After a while, she turned her head and raised her eyes. A pair of dark eyes stared at Shen Mu intently, with deep meaning in her eyes .

"Mr. Shen is very interested in the story of the orphan and the queen?"

"I'm not interested, but it's just that I was a little surprised to see Mr. Su here." The tea in the cup had bottomed out, Shen Mu smiled slightly, and poured himself a cup of tea unobtrusively, "As for Mr. Wang is not interested in knowing more about it."

"It's interesting," Qin Jing smiled, turned her head to look at the pale Su Xin, her tone was full of sarcasm, "After so long, there is still someone who will speak for you."

Su Xin didn't answer, she bit her lower lip tightly with her white teeth, bringing out a bright red blood; Qin Jing raised her hand to pinch his chin, and with a sudden force on his waist, she pulled him closer to him Su Xin's voice was lower than a sentence.

This time Shen Mu was close, so he could hear the conversation between the two clearly.

What Qin Jing said was: "If you bite again, I will kiss you again, and I will do what I say."

Su Xin frowned deeply, and struggled out of Qin Jing's embrace with all her strength, her eyes were full of disgust, she raised her hand and clenched her fist and beat Qin Jing's chest fiercely, cursing in a cold voice, "Get out."

The thin and slender man moved swiftly and fiercely. Shen Mu clearly saw Qin Jing's brow furrow and a muffled groan escape from his throat, and he was secretly startled.

Since the last time a man swung a dagger at Qin Jing fiercely, Shen Mu realized that Su Xin was by no means an ordinary frail scholar. If it wasn't for this frail body, he would have been a young man in fresh clothes and an angry horse, with high spirits.

Qin Jing looked at Shen Mu repeatedly with great interest, as if he wanted to detect something from his expressionless face: "Mr. Shen also feels lonely and unforgivable after listening to this storyteller's words?"

"Qin Jing!"

I saw the man approaching Shen Mu slightly, with a smile on his lips, and his eyes were full of coldness: "But if someone from Qin tells you that these people are not all killed alone, he, Su Xin, also has a part, Shen Mu Sir, believe it or not—”

There was only a tearing sound of the air being cut, and a very familiar silver short knife bypassed Shen Mu and flew straight towards Qin Jing. The screen behind the man.

At the same time, Xiao Fan's deep and extremely intimidating voice rang in the ears of several people.

"Qin Jing," the young man squinted, his left hand still half-raised in the air, "Stay away from lonely people."

The surprise in his eyes has not faded, Shen Mu hastily turned around, and looked at Xiao Fan who did not know when to come, who was standing a few steps outside at the moment, his face was gloomy, and there was an undisguised warning and murder in his eyes. meaning.

Qin Jing sneered sarcastically, clenched his back teeth, and looked back and forth between Shen Mu and Xiao Fan. He held the silver knife in his hand and played with it repeatedly, squinting at the silver knife.

Standing up and walking behind Xiao Fan, the tip of his nose was filled with the reassuring and familiar aroma of sandalwood. Shen Mu saw the veins in the corners of the young man's eyes bulging, even though he was trying to suppress it, it was not difficult to find that his chest was rising and falling rapidly when he approached.

Seeing this, Shen Mu's heart sank, worried that Xiao Fan might have another headache, he stretched out his hand from his long sleeves, grabbed the young man's palm, and stood in front of him.

Qin Jing is really an incomprehensible person. According to the rumors, the ruthless King Yu was smiling at this time, as if he saw something serious, and after a long time, he thrust the silver knife into the wooden table. .

The several-inch-thick wooden table was split in two, and the teacups and teapots on the table were scattered all over the floor, making tinkling sounds; Qin Jing patted his palms twice, praised "good knife" twice, and raised his eyebrows to look at Shen Mu One glance, there is no deep meaning in the words,

"I didn't expect Mr. Shen to have such a good relationship with the King of Daqi that he sent Renge to the post of regent, and he could stand in front of him so innocently, for fear that Mr. Qin would be angry and attack him."

"He is not you, don't use your behavior to judge others."

Just now when Qin Jing spoke, Xiao Fan had already turned his hand back; Shen Mu could feel the increasing strength of his palm, and with a sneer in his heart, he said coolly to Qin Jing without hesitation,

"Forcibly keeping people in a way that persecutes others, you don't deserve the word 'like'."

"Let's go, let's go home." After the words fell, Shen Mu took Xiao Fan's hand, turned around without looking back, and was about to leave.

"Mr. Shen, please stay."

Su Xin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke out. Shen Mu paused and didn't turn around. He only heard the clear and clear voice of the man in a slightly noisy environment.

"I heard that Mr. Shen likes tea very much. Su just has some questions and wants to ask them. I wonder if I can find a time to go to the mansion to ask for advice?"

"Okay," Shen Mu responded readily, "The Prince Regent's Palace welcomes Mr. Su."

Shen Mu pulled Xiao Fan out of the tea house, turned the corner of the street, and came to a spacious alley where few people passed by. He saw a familiar carriage from a distance, and directly pulled the young man up.

Not wanting to attract too much attention, he asked Ah Qing to choose a smaller carriage when he went out. It would be just the right size for him to ride alone. At this time, after Xiao Fan was pulled into the carriage, there was hardly any room left, and it was too crowded. Shen Mu even had some difficulty turning around.

But he didn't care about these for a while, and kept the sideways posture when he came in, looking at the faint sweat dripping from the corners of Xiao Fan's forehead, he held the young man's hand in a hurry, and hurriedly asked, "Is it a headache?" Did it happen?"

Xiao Fan buried his head in his neck, and gave a deep answer as a promise; he wrapped his hands around Shen Mu's waist, and his voice was full of suppressed pain when he spoke, "...it will be fine in a while, chat something else."

Worried in his heart, Shen Mu wanted to see the young man's face, but after trying twice to make Xiao Fan look up to no avail, he leaned forward to hug him, patted his back lightly, and said softly , "Your birthday will be in three days, is there any gift you want?"

Every time the young man had a headache, his hands were not light or heavy, and Shen Mu was strangled by him almost out of breath. In desperation, he wanted to remind the young man/lighten up, only to hear Xiao Fan speak heavily, his tone It seems a little aggrieved,

"You clearly remember Gu's birthday, why did you deliberately pretend to be confused yesterday."

Before the words finished, there was a pain in the neck, and all the hot breath fell on the shoulders, and then a certain wolf cub murmured with little deterrent force, ".....you should be punished."

Hearing a burst of clear and sweet ringing, Shen Mu took out the bell that was specially placed in his arms when he went out, and shook it lightly twice.

Accompanied by the bell ringing immediately in the carriage, he broke someone's hand from his waist, and handed over the bell in his palm. To prevent the bell from being lost, he specially tied a red rope.

"The other day you said you liked bells, so I had someone make exactly the same one. Take a look, do you like it?"

The young man on his shoulders visibly stiffened, lifted his body slightly, took the bell away, and looked at it repeatedly in the palm of his hand; no one in the carriage spoke for a long time, just when Shen Mu couldn't help but want to ask, Xiao Fan suddenly raised the end of the red thread, Then tied it on Shen Muhaobai's thin wrist.

"......like."

Muttering in his mouth, Xiao Fan put the hand tied with the bell on his lap, looked up at Shen Mu, his pupils were dark and bottomless; there was still thin sweat on his forehead, Xiao Fan asked again in a coaxing voice: road:

"On Gu's birthday, can you keep this bell with you and not take it off?"

Looking down at the bell on the wrist, the golden ball and the thin red thread made the person's original cold and fair complexion even fairer; I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shen Mu always felt that the sound made by the bell on this wrist was not as good as that of the bell. It was so crisp and loud just now.

It's not bad, it's just that the timbre seems to be dyed with an indescribable meaning.

He asked a little puzzled, "Don't you like it, why do you want me to take it?"

A dark light flashed across his eyes, and the young man fumbled back and forth on Shen Mu's wrist with his warm fingertips, and said in a low voice, "...I only like this bell if I stay with you."

In order to prevent Xiao Fan from seeing the specially prepared surprise in advance, Shen Mu deliberately did not let the carriage go to the palace, but went directly to the palace.

Xiao Fan’s headache this time lasted longer than expected. Although the young man forced himself to remain calm along the way without saying a word, he could still bow down to the passing courtiers without changing his face while riding in the chariot, and stood by his side all the time. Shen Mu beside him could see clearly.

Ten thousand people's pilgrimage may be something that countless people dream of, but Shen Mu looked at Xiao Fan's expression lightly, and the exhaustion and forbearance in his eyes could not be concealed, and it was inevitable that he felt distressed for a while; , is not eligible to be vulnerable.

Even if there is only a tiny bit of fragility, it is unknown how many people with a heart will take advantage of it, or even use it as a handle.

It wasn't until the two of them returned to Mingcheng Palace that the beast dormant in the young man's body was completely released; just after Shen Mu, who returned to the palace in the next step, just closed the palace door, the person behind the door stuck to him and hugged him directly , striding toward the bed.

The bell on his wrist hadn't come off yet, and the silver beads inside the bell struck back and forth on the side wall, making a series of jingling sounds.

Fearing that his headache hadn't recovered, Shen Mu didn't dare to struggle hard, so he could only be obediently carried to the side of the bed, and after being put down firmly on the bed, he asked a little uneasily, "What are you going to do?"

Different from the parting between the two in front of the palace gate, when Shen Mu raised his eyes to meet the young man's, he found the smile in Xiao Fan's eyes, and he had already recovered from his illness.

The young man leaned against the bed frame with his left hand, and supported the soft mattress with his right hand; he bent down and slowly approached Shen Mu, with a malicious smile on his lips, but his tone was soft, "...to prosper in the daytime? "

Seeing that Xiao Fan was safe, Shen Mu breathed a sigh of relief, leaned forward and kissed the young man lightly on the lips, then raised his eyes and asked, "After the slaves in the palace were replaced that day, is there any news from your side?"

For Xiao Fan's headache, Shen Mu always felt that someone did it deliberately, and after excluding the possibility of committing the crime himself, the person behind the scenes could only fall on the Empress Dowager Chu; On the second day, he ordered people to replace all the servants in the palace, just to see where there was any change.

At first, Shen Mu's first reaction was that there was something wrong with the people around Xiao Fan; but after staying in Mingcheng Palace for a few days, he found that Xiao Fan was already suspicious, and most of the things were left to Jing Yan to do, not to mention the long-term Poisoned and framed, many servants may not even be able to enter the palace once a day, and they all live far away from Mingcheng Palace.

Later, he suspected that it was the chronic poisoning from the people in the imperial dining room, but not to mention that there were people who tested the poison. During this period of time, Jing Dian sent the food to Dr. Xu for inspection, but no problem was found.

Maybe it was because they spent the night at the Prince Regent's Mansion last night. At this time, the distance between the two was only ten inches. The sandalwood scent on Xiao Fan's body seemed to be stronger than before, and the scent lingered faintly at the tip of his nose.

Suddenly remembering that when the two met for the first time, this slightly domineering sandalwood fragrance had been accompanied by Xiao Fan. For some reason, Shen Mu had an extremely vague idea in his heart; asked in a voice,

"I've never seen an incense burner in the temple. Where does the sandalwood fragrance on your body come from?"

"It's on the clothes," Xiao Fan replied casually, "When the Huanyi Bureau delivered the clothes, they smelled like sandalwood."

Seemingly feeling something was wrong, Shen Mu leaned over and sniffed the cuffs carefully, and confirmed that he could only smell a relatively strong sandalwood fragrance, but continued to ask Xiao Fan if he still remembered that the sandalwood fragrance on the clothes came from He had it before the headache, or after it.

This is very important to them.

It has been almost ten years since he ascended the throne, and he ascended the throne at a young age. After becoming emperor, Xiao Fan lived in the shadow of his original body for a long time, so he didn't have the energy to pay attention to the fragrance on his clothes.

Xiao Fan tightened his sword eyebrows and shook his head, immediately realized that there was something wrong with the clothes, "You mean, there is something wrong with the incense?"

"Not necessarily, maybe I'm just thinking too much." After pondering for a while, Shen Mu stood up sideways, went to the huge wardrobe in the corner, and randomly chose a casual dress that Xiao Fan usually wears. Xiao Fan, who was leaning against the table, said,

"But I'm still a little worried, can I take this dress back?"

Xiao Fan nodded briskly and said hello in a deep voice.

Turning around, he raised his hand to pull out the top piece of clothes from the pile of clothes. As soon as Shen Mu pulled out the clothes, his eyes just fell on the square folded under this casual clothes - the red apron.

Shen Mu: "..."

Eyes suddenly hurt a little again.

Xiao Fan, whose gaze had been on him all the time, naturally noticed the red bellyband, and the air froze for a moment; after a while of embarrassment, it was finally Xiao Fan who spoke first, and his Adam's apple rolled,

"This... can only be explained."

Shen Mu showed a look of "I'll listen to your explanation".

The normally calm young man rarely showed a look of panic, Xiao Fan clenched his fist and put it on his lips, coughed twice, cleared his throat, closed his eyes obediently, and then continued, "It's an orphan... Bad intentions."

The word "bad intentions" made Shen Mu feel abrupt but not unexpected. He vaguely felt that the red bellyband was not Xiao Fan's unique hobby. Otherwise, when the young man talked about this matter several times, every time the young man looked at him, his eyes would sparkle. Depressed yet expectant emotions.

After a moment of silence, Shen Mu didn't know what to say, so he hurriedly replied "It's all right", then pretended to be nothing, and casually put the casual clothes on the reclining chair.

As if suddenly remembering something, Xiao Fan, who was lazily leaning against the table, straightened up, came to Shen Mu and took his hand, leading him to leave the main hall through the side door, walk through the long corridor, and finally stopped in the backyard.

Compared with the messy and chaotic previous times, some plots were planted and some were not; after Xiao Fan’s careful design and division, the backyard has been perfectly divided into eight areas, and a wooden sign is inserted in the right corner of each, On it is the vigorous and powerful font of the youth: half of the right side is the potato and scallion crops that Shen Mu is thinking about, while the right side is the flowers and plants that Xiao Fan prepared to plant according to his own preferences, and the last one is attached to the palace wall, which will be a small piece of bamboo forest .

It took a long time to wander around the backyard, and finally the two of them sat down on the stone bench in the gazebo. Shen Mu's eyes fell on the center again, looking at the spacious wooden platform that was simply built, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

On the wooden platform is not only Shen Mu's favorite tea table, but also a swing in the corner that is big enough to accommodate two people.

"This place is very suitable for watching the stars." Pointing to the pillow on the swing, Shen Mu's eyes lit up, and he turned and said to Xiao Fan, "But why did you suddenly think of putting a swing here?"

Xiao Fan smiled lightly, the pampering in the words made people want to indulge in it instantly:

"Because you said that when the stars are shining, just close your eyes and think about the person you miss in your heart, and you will be able to see them when you open your eyes."