Your Majesty doesn't know

He Zichen woke up from his dream. He was lying on the couch. When he opened his eyes, he saw two big faces of Qingsong and Zizhu.

Seeing him open his eyes, Zizhu really cried out, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are awake."

Qingsong was not as excited as she was, but he also breathed a sigh of relief. He asked cautiously: "Your Majesty, how do you feel? Are you feeling unwell?"

"I don't feel very good, I'm really uncomfortable." He Zichen rolled his eyes in his heart, anyone who had a dream would be cut off by himself, and when he woke up, he saw someone standing beside his bed as if crying, and he felt better.

Qingsong brought it up again with a sigh of relief, Zizhu forgot to cry for a moment, and stared at him with two pairs of eyes, looking extremely nervous.He Zichen wiped his face, and said helplessly: "You are blocking me, take a few steps back first, let me get up and stretch myself first."

"Uh...yes." Only then did the two of them realize that something was wrong, hurriedly stepped back a few steps, lowered their heads respectfully, but still couldn't help but look up at him secretly.

He Zichen sat up, stretched his waist well, sorted out the poems on the couch that had been crumpled by him, turned his head to look at the two people, and said, "Why, I slept for a long time?"

"No, soon," Zi Zhu replied, "It's only two hours."

"It's only been two hours..." He Zichen drew the tone, and looked at them indifferently, until the two of them felt a little nervous, so he took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and said, "What are you worried about after only sleeping for two hours?" ? Can I sleep to death?!"

Qingsong nodded unconsciously, then suddenly realized something was wrong, and shook his head again and again, "No no no!"

He Zichen: "...haha."

Qingsong, Zizhu: Your Majesty laughs so terribly... But we are not afraid at all!We have the support of Master Guoshi!

In the next few days, He Zichen was secretly stared at by pairs of eyes when he did everything. These eyes were different from the shy and timid eyes he thought at first, but revealed a little surprise and a little fear, as if he was some kind of strange monster.

And more often than not, in the eyes of these palace people, he is more like a monster made of paper, snow, or water... In short, it is an extremely fragile thing, and it will float when the wind blows. , the sun will melt, and even breathing will be polluted.

However, he couldn't resist these inexplicable worries. Once he raised some doubts, someone immediately took out the "King's Living Etiquette" and recited it forcefully to him—yes, everyone has a copy of that stuff.

"Article [-] of the "King's Living Etiquette", for the sake of the dragon's health, the king is obliged to explain his own situation to his close servants."

"According to Article No.11, Your Majesty, you can't eat too greasy food for the time being."

"The No. 20 three regulations, if the king has any poor health, in order to rest his mind, the scope of activities is limited to the bedroom—amnesia is also included. Therefore, your majesty, you can't wander around now."

……

He Zichen felt so tired, it turned out that being a big shot is so pitiful.

He felt that maybe he was actually the person with the lowest status in the entire palace. Anyone could take out a booklet and tell him what to do, but he could only obey it silently, otherwise a group of people would read around him until his brain hurts. .

It's not that he hasn't considered using some violent means, but he is soft-hearted, as long as people look at him with pitiful eyes, he can't bear to do anything.

He Zichen felt that he was so idle that he was about to grow mushrooms. After a few days of idleness, he belatedly remembered something——

"As the king of a country, don't I need to deal with government affairs?"

Zi Zhu said softly: "Your Majesty, it is the most important thing to take care of your body now, how can you make you overwork?"

Qingbai said frankly: "You can't help much in government affairs."

Qingsong was even more impolite: "For so long, without you adding to the chaos, the court and court are very harmonious."

He Zichen: ...It's the other way around.

But he was not surprised, and slowly said what he really wanted to say: "Speaking of which, I have just recovered from a serious illness, why don't I see any courtiers come to visit me?"

The three of Qingsong were stunned for a moment, and they secretly exchanged looks, but they didn't know how to answer.

He Zichen took their reactions into consideration, and snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that there was indeed something wrong with it!Although he just woke up and didn't remember anything, he wasn't an idiot fooled by everyone. Besides, they behaved really weirdly, so it was hard for him not to suspect.

In the past, he was bullied for not reading enough, and he was bullied one by one with righteous words. In the past few days, he specially found some common sense books and read them patiently, before he was convinced that there was something strange in them.

To be honest, he didn't feel any malice from the people in Fuyue Palace, at most, he was a little curious and worried about him, but this didn't mean that he would live on in such a stupid way, no matter what happened to him , he feels he has a right to know.

So far, He Zichen has no other thoughts, but just wants to be a sensible person.

"I'll ask you again..." He Zichen's eyes darkened, and he paused each word, "What happened before me?"

Before they could open their mouths, He Zichen said again: "Don't fool me with such rhetoric that you stepped on the hem of your clothes and fell off the altar and broke your brain. If you still have half of your heart to regard me as your master, just tell me the truth." !"

When he said this, the people who had opened their mouths shut up again. You looked at me and I looked at you, but no one opened their mouths.

He Zichen looked at them quietly, his eyes sank a little bit, he really couldn't figure out why he needed to hide it from him like this.

In the end, Zi Zhu couldn't stand his silent gaze, and stood up bravely, "Actually, we all know nothing like His Majesty, and how can we see through the many strange things in this world? The slaves only know... Your Majesty has been in a coma for a long time, and when he wakes up, he doesn’t remember anything. For the rest, we are just following the instructions of the National Teacher.”

He Zichen was silent for a while, and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

This time even Zizhu didn't speak, her eyelashes trembled and she bowed her head in silence.

He Zichen sighed softly in his heart, and didn't force himself anymore.It seems that everything has to meet the legendary national teacher to get the answer.

Speaking of which, other than the fact that he eats a little lighter now, the scope of his activities is a little smaller, there are a little more people staring at him, and his life is a little boring... There's nothing wrong with that.

Of course, he admits that this state is not very satisfactory, but everything is getting better gradually.Except for the first day, there was no such thing as being fussed and watched while sleeping. In addition to having to take a few breaths before meals, the food was also improved from monotonous white porridge to porridge with vegetables and a little minced meat.

What made him a little restless was the state of not knowing anything, as if everyone was hiding something from him, which made him feel weak on his feet, as if the past few days of sobriety were illusory and could not be realized.A person who lived to be in his twenties and suddenly forgot everything would always feel a little uneasy. This uneasiness coupled with strong curiosity tortured He Zichen to the point of impatience.

What on earth are you hiding from me, tell me quickly and let me listen!

"When can I see the national teacher?" He Zichen asked.

Zizhu and Qingsong hesitated, but this time it was Qingbai who said: "I heard that Master Guoshi has been unwell for the past few days, and he must come to visit His Majesty when he recovers."

"Not feeling well?" He Zichen raised his eyebrows, "If he is not feeling well, it should be me going to visit him, how can I wait for him to visit me?"

It was only after a few people tried to persuade him, and finally gave up the idea of ​​"visiting" the national teacher, there was no way, he didn't know where the Star Picking Tower was, and he couldn't go there without a guide.

He Zichen had been looking forward to seeing the legendary national teacher sooner rather than later, but he never expected that this person would appear in such a way.

He woke up from the dream, trembling all over, his eyes half-opened and half-closed in a daze for a while, not remembering the content of the dream, but the drowsiness struck again.He subconsciously shrank towards the warmest place in the bed, rubbed it comfortably, adjusted his sleeping position with trembling eyelids, and was about to sleep again, but suddenly felt something was wrong——

He Zichen sat up suddenly, stared at the person who occupied the dragon bed, and shouted: "Who are you? Why are you on my bed?"

The person on the bed moved slightly, ignored him, and continued to sleep, such a calm appearance made him a little puzzled.He thought about it carefully. Before going to bed, he probably didn't make any... requests for sleeping, right?

The man was dressed in white, with a white underwear, white skin, and even his hair was silvery white. His face was sideways, and his hair was like a pile of snow, covering his face.He Zichen looked at that head of silver hair, his heart trembled slightly, he stretched out his hand out of nowhere and brushed those strands of hair away, so that half of the man's face was exposed.

He Zichen's heart skipped several beats unconsciously, he swallowed nervously, feeling a little at a loss for a while.

This, this, this!Isn't this the, that beauty in white that he remembered in a trance?

Even though it was just a flashing blurred picture, and even though he didn't see the man's face clearly, he could be sure when he saw this face that this was the man, who was looking back at him under the slanting wind, light rain and green trees. A glimpse of people.Although there seemed to be something wrong, it was indeed the person who was right.

At this moment, he didn't think about why this person appeared on his bed, nor did he want to wake him up. Looking at this face that seemed to be extremely familiar, many pictures seemed to flash in his mind quickly. However, he tried hard to grasp something, but those incomplete memories flew away like butterflies in the distance.

He Zichen stared at this person, a little lost in thought.

"Have you seen enough?"

He Zichen was startled, and when he withdrew his mind, he realized that the person lying on the bed opened his eyes at some point and looked at him indifferently.