Si Tian Guan

Both of them were lying on the table, less than a palm apart.

Liu Chongming looked at this small palm-sized face, the forehead was still dripping with sweat, the frenzy in his eyes had quickly subsided, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Now he slowly wanted to understand why Qu Chenzhou looked so disturbed in the carriage before - not because of his nonsense, but because he heard Liao Guangming's voice.

Liao Guangming is indeed not a pleasant character.

If Qu Shenzhou had died in Jinxiu Camp, then the current reaction would be quite understandable.

Just as he was thinking, he felt the tip of his nose itching, and there was some warm and humid moisture blowing towards his face, rising and falling with every breath of Qu Shenzhou, and blowing along his wrist.

He didn't know whether it was the table's aroma, or the smell of Qu Chenzhou, or his illusion, but he felt that the breath was so sweet that his lips were a little dry.

As they breathed, an invisible layer of moisture was stained on the shiny tabletop, and he stared at it for a while, raising his eyes little by little.

The pair of pupils that are as clear as amber glass are close at hand, as beautiful as the glass beads he played with when he was a child, soaked in the water, rippling with the water waves, refracting unpredictable light.

He was dazed for a moment, and suddenly realized that Qu Chenzhou was looking at him, or rather, looking at the birthmark under his right eye.

Suddenly a little annoyed.

The birthmark was not obvious when he was young, and the color was also faint. When he grew up, it gradually became clear and turned light brown, like a winding snake, which was his serious worry.

No matter how much Yulin ointment was applied, it was useless, so I had to give up, but fortunately, it didn't get darker for a long time, and no one mentioned it on weekdays, so he pretended that he didn't exist.

Now being stared at by Qu Chenzhou from such a close distance, he suddenly felt uncomfortable, and his body seemed to be covered with ants.

Qu Chenzhou just suddenly saw that face a long time ago, which brought back unpleasant memories, but he quickly recovered his usual calmness.

Sensing Liu Chongming's unfriendly eyes, he only looked at each other, and then set his eyes on the birthmark.

He remembered that Chongming was very sensitive there, usually nothing would happen, but when he was in a turbulent mood, he couldn't stand his kiss the most, and could get red all the way to the ears.

When he couldn't stand his tricks and wanted to kiss, Chongming would turn him over and bite his lower back in retaliation.

There was a little smile on the corner of his mouth, with these bits and pieces to reminisce, no matter how tragic the past was, it was diluted so that he didn't need to care about it.

Liu Chongming couldn't bear his laughter, raised his eyebrows, moved his lips lightly, and asked, "Does it look good?"

Although his voice was low, he asked in a vicious voice, obviously speaking ironically, Qu Chenzhou took a few more glances, and answered more honestly: "Ugly."

Liu Chongming squeezed his lips tightly, not letting him speak, gritted his teeth and asked, "Does it look good?"

Qu Shenzhou dipped his fingers in the tea, wrote on the table backwards, and showed Liu Chongming—ugly.

"..." Liu Chongming's eyebrows twitched, he called him ugly in the car just now, and he has been holding grudges until now.

Not only does this person have a bad personality, he is simply extremely bad.

He turned his face away, no longer letting people see the birthmark, only raised his head slightly, looked out of the window, and let go of his hand: "Get up, people are gone."

Only then did Qu Chenzhou sit up again, and looked outside, but everyone had disappeared: "Liao Guangming looked up?"

"Well. This person is not so easy to provoke. Don't say you want to get his idea. Even if you don't have any interest in him, he can figure out a three-point hostility from his words. Don't look at him usually, my uncle. It is said that he has two skills."

"Pei Xiao is able to lead the three departments, so he has his abilities. After all, Liao Guangming is his apprentice. If it is a fool, the emperor will not use him for so long."

"Are you sure?"

This sentence was asked without thinking, but Qu Shenzhou understood what he meant.

"I don't know. If the seat in the Jinxiu Camp is so easy to get, I wouldn't have thought about it for so long. It mainly depends on the crown prince."

"Why do I?"

"It depends on whether the son is sincere and acts well."

Liu Chongming was speechless—this person is really annoying, did he plan to push the responsibility on himself in advance?

Suppressing his anger, he sneered and asked, "What? Did it fall into Liao Guangming's hands before?"

Qu Chenzhou glanced at him: "You let the son down, did he die earlier than me?"

"Ever suffered from him?"

This time there was no answer, and he had a clue in his mind. If he was a prince and grandson, even if he committed the crime of beheading, it would not be the turn of Jinxiu Ying to do it.

Excluding this possibility, the only one who lives in the palace is the father-in-law.But in this way, all the doubts became an insoluble knot.

He sighed in his heart, and asked again: "Is there any enmity with King Huai?"

Qu Chenzhou habitually showed a harmless smile to humans and animals: "To be honest, people who have hatred against me, just because they have a head and a face, may be able to row across the Xijiang River from Miyagi."

The Xijiang River is the dividing line that separates the south of Dayu from the south to the north. Liu Chongming estimated the distance, and sincerely praised: "I have the ability."

Qu Chenzhou said humbly, "Thank you."

"And then?" Liu Chongming asked back to the topic: "Today's result?"

"I'm ashamed." At first, I couldn't see Jiang Xingzhi, and then I was in a trance for a moment, regretting to miss the divination of these two important people. Before Liu Chongming could say anything, Qu Shenzhou asked: "I see The people who came out earlier were full of luck, I don’t know what kind of game they have built?"

He has been in the palace all year round and is not familiar with these tricks outside.

If it was in the past, Liu Chongming didn't know that it was thanks to Qu Shenzhou that he was able to enter and exit these games now.

"It was a practice in the academy at first, to open a show for young prostitutes who want to show their faces, and show them to others, and the one with the highest price at the first night wins."

Qu Shenzhou nodded, Du Quan had Chunqing Building under his name, he had heard about this scene.

"There are a lot of people in the courtyard, and sometimes there will be vulgar troublemakers. Gradually, these aristocratic families are not willing to bid with others. They feel that they are not elegant enough and lose face, so they gather in private."

"Because the buyers are considered to be well-known and can afford a good price. In the future, any outstanding young ladies will be sent here first for selection."

"If someone really finds a particularly outstanding one, they will invite friends to gather together, drink and enjoy sex, and bid with each other."

"Jiang Xingzhi is very popular and has a good vision, so many people are eager to go to his game."

"Has your son been there?" Qu Shenzhou asked: "Did anyone like it?"

"Why?" Liu Chongming raised his eyebrows, and suddenly felt complacent in his heart: "Is there any opinion? To be honest, Xingzhi's vision is not bad."

"Didn't your son buy it?" Qu Chenzhou asked knowingly.

"When you meet the right one, you will naturally buy it," Liu Chongming tapped lightly on the table, speaking frivolously, "What do you want to say?"

"I think..." Qu Chenzhou pondered: "Next time, if Jiang Xingzhi invites the prince to come over, the prince can consider bringing someone back. If he intends to do it, we can take advantage of the situation and make something out of it."

The little bit of pride just now was like a ball that was punctured by a needle. Liu Chongming didn't expect that the other party would buy someone else to go home. He was stunned, and suddenly pushed the teacup on the table: "Let's talk."

He took the cloak on the bed in a few steps, wrapped Qu Shenzhou again without any explanation, and carried it on his shoulder: "Go home."

Qu Chenzhou noticed that he was angry, and didn't know why for a while, until he went downstairs and asked softly: "Is the son reluctant to spend money?"

"you shut up."

The atmosphere in the carriage was inexplicably dignified, Liu Chongming didn't speak, and Qu Shenzhou wouldn't take the initiative to open his mouth. The twilight outside was fading, and the lights on the side of the road looked like something he had never seen before, and he was even more impressed.

I don't know when the carriage gradually stopped, and when it started to move, Liu Chongming's voice broke the silence.

"Take it!"

Something was thrown into Qu Shenzhou's arms, he picked it up and looked, it was a seven-strand red rope with a few red lacquered wooden beads strung in it, and red acacias hanging from both ends of the rope.

Because of his status, he could not easily wear Jin Peiyu, these things were allowed.

"Throw away that necklace rope on your head," Liu Chongming showed disgust. He definitely didn't intend to buy this kind of thing for someone, but just saw it by chance: "Don't let people think that I, Liu Chongming, are so poor."

He had already turned out of the window, but from the corner of his vision, he saw Qu Shenzhou lowering his long eyelashes, tearing off the simple hair-wreath rope, biting the end of the red rope with white fine teeth, caught by the warm red light through the window screen. Reflected clearly.

One slender hand held the hair, the knuckles were shining like light, and the other hand dexterously circled it a few times, and finally tied a slipknot.

"Does it look good?" Qu Shenzhou turned his head to show him.

The silky black hair made the red more vivid, and the rope tip decorated with acacia was hanging from the fine porcelain neck. The scars on the face were not so obtrusive after being seen for a long time.

Liu Chongming's chest froze, and he turned his face to look outside: "Normal."

"Hahahaha," Bai Shiyan laughed as if he hadn't seen his friend's dark face, "Why, did you guess he was your nephew before?"

Liu Chongming pushed him out with his feet: "I'm serious with you, what are you laughing at, go out and laugh enough before you come back."

Bai Shiyan was kicked almost out of the carriage by him, turned around and came back, holding back a smile and said: "Chongming, you are young, you are getting angry now, who messed with you?"

Liu Chongming rubbed the center of his eyebrows and didn't want to speak.

"Have you ever guessed a possibility?"

"what?"

"Is it possible that his predecessor was a concubine?"

Liu Chongming almost slipped off the couch, his face flushed red, and he stammered and suddenly raised his voice: "No...impossible!"

Bai Shiyan laughed loudly: "Just kidding, his etiquette is impossible, why did he panic like this? What I want to say is that it is only possible that he is lying."

Liu Chongming sighed, if there are lies in the clues tracing back to the source, then there is no way to tell, if Qu Chenzhou is not only telling the truth, the trouble will be even greater.

"He entered the palace later, and lived in the palace again. He is neither a prince nor a eunuch. He has a close relationship with Jingchen. He is from the same source as you, and even the handwriting is the same." The inference is not outrageous, if this is not the case, there is only one possibility."

Liu Chongming looked sideways at him.

"Chongming, have you ever thought... what if his real body is yourself?"

Liu Chongming took a sip of tea, stood up slowly, was hit by the roof of the car again, and sat back down.

"Bai Shiyan!" He roared, "Is that why I'm so annoying?"

"Disgusting?" Bai Shiyan clicked his tongue: "Why? You are so angry, he provoked you? But I saw him on the street a few days ago, and you let him out?"

Liu Chongming hummed impatiently.

"I heard that you gave shopkeeper Chen a bad word because of him?" Bai Shiyan felt that his friend was also very strange, and he clearly said that the little monster was annoying, but he protected him: "I don't think you hate him. "

"It's not for him, it's time to take care of it."

Liu Chongming spoke vaguely, but the fire in his heart flared up again.

Qu Chenzhou went out for several days, and finally gradually got rid of the fear of the threshold. After he finished wandering aimlessly in the city, the first place he went to was a tailor shop under his name, planning to make a tailor for himself. Two clothes.

It's no surprise.

Shopkeeper Chen was fine, but the tailor had a temper. When he saw the slave ring on Qu Chenzhou's hand, his face changed, and when he understood the identity of this little slave, his eyes were full of contempt.

The clothes were made, but all the complaints were poured out face to face.

Steward Lin followed Qu Shenzhou according to his instructions, and reported to him one by one at night.

He listened to those ear-piercing humiliations, and thought of Qu Shenzhou still standing silently by the side, being pointed at and called "dirty thing that climbs the bed", somehow, his heart felt uncomfortable.

He made an example to others, and reprimanded shopkeeper Chen in front of many managers.

Afterwards, from Guanshi Lin's words, he soon knew that when Qu Chenzhou went to his shop again, his situation was much better, and everyone became respectful and polite.

But it was also because of this that he vaguely felt that he seemed to be in the way of others.