After usurping the throne, he died

??Back to the inner hall, Shang Xi waited for Mu Xiang to take off his blood-stained outer robe: "Your Majesty, let's take a bath first."

??Mu Xiang took off his outer robe, his body shape didn't seem to match his ruthless nature at all, but rather thin and weak.

??He said lightly: "It's not justified, don't call him Your Majesty."

?? "It's a slave who has overstepped."

??Shang Xi took two steps back and knelt down, leaning his forehead against the back of his hand, and didn't get up until he heard Mu Xiang's pardon.

??The bathing pool in the inner hall of the emperor is very large. Mu Xiang's dissolute father, the emperor Mu Huaihe, once bathed in this bathing pool with seven or eight concubines. After the news spread, it became a joke among the people of other countries.

??The warm water wrapped his pale skin, and Mu Xiang couldn't help but close his eyes.

?? His body is weak, and he spent too much energy in planning major events in the past two days. In addition, he didn't sleep all night last night, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

??Shang Xihou was outside the screen, only hearing the murmur of the Second Highness Mu Xiang: "Brother, I am so lucky. One person's life was exchanged for the compromise of two great men."

?? He pretended not to hear, looking down at the ground.

??…

??Consciousness gradually sank into the warm water, Mu Xiang's face was pale, his eyes were slightly closed, his long black eyelashes were slightly trembling with water mist, and his brows were furrowed, as if he had fallen into a nightmare.

??He dreamed that his personal guards captured his elder brother Mu Yu and forced him to kneel in front of him.

?? Mu Yu's expression didn't show the slightest surprise, but when his bodyguard was pierced into the abdomen by Mu Xiang's sword, he couldn't control his emotions: "This king gives you this life, let Chang Qing go!"

?? "Brother really lived up to the grand master's pure and good comments, and he wanted to save the life of an ant when he was about to die."

"Changqing is not an ant." Although Mu Yu was kneeling, his back did not bend, "Mu Xiang, you have already got what you want, don't let your hands get too much blood."

??The picture in front of him gradually became blurred, only the smell of blood from the tip of his nose still surrounded him.

??'Mu Xiang, you have already got what you want'.

?? Got it?

??It seems that he has obtained it. The throne he wants is within reach. From now on, he will be above tens of thousands of people and hold the highest power in Xiangguo.

?? My heart seems to be empty.

?? All he wants is the throne?

?? A white figure slowly appeared in front of his eyes, as bright and cold as moonlight.

??The man's eyes were indifferent, like a god who was ruthless and desireless, watching him, as if no matter what Mu Xiang did, he would be indifferent.

?? "Your Highness... the water is cold."

?? Mu Xiang woke up suddenly, with Shang Xi's shrill voice next to his ears: "My servant will help you change your clothes."

"..." Mu Xiang looked at the rippling water surface, slightly raised his hand, "Go out."

?? "The slave takes orders." Shang Xi had long been accustomed to the uncertainty of his master, so he bent down and retreated calmly.

??Mu Xiang didn't move until he heard the sound of the wooden door closing behind him. There was a dull pain in his forearm. He looked at it indifferently. It was a wound that he didn't know when. They were all pale and swollen.

??Following the sound of splashing water, Mu Xiang stood up, endured the feeling of dizziness, stepped out of the bath, and then put on a black silk shirt.

??As soon as he walked into the bedroom, his eyes touched the desk on the opposite side, and he couldn't help but suffocate.

??There is a roll of rice paper on it, which has been meticulously framed. After opening, there are eight large characters——

?? Huai Jin holding Yu, pure and virtuous.

??This is Prime Minister Song Jin's evaluation to Prince Mu Yu, and it was written by the former emperor Mu Huaihe specially invited by the national teacher.

?? But after last night, this painting was taken away by Mu Xiang and brought back to the bedroom.

??The font on it is very familiar. No one in Xiangguo knows that Guo Shihe's handwriting is good, and he was once praised by Taizu Yadi.

??Mu Xiang rubbed these eight big characters silently, his eyes seemed to be surging.

?? As long as he wants, he can sit on this supreme throne at any time.

??He will be the emperor of the world, the king of all his ministers, and the king of Mu Yu, but he will never be the king of Shi He.

??Shihe exists in Xiangguo just like Emperor Yadi, admired by thousands of people.

??No one knows where he came from. They only know that the national teacher stood beside Emperor Ya when Xiang Kingdom was established. Until Emperor Ya passed away and Mu Huaihe came to power, he was still the same as before, an immortal myth.

??Even though decades have passed, there are still people who come to worship outside the National Teacher's Mansion on the first day of each month, wishing that everything goes smoothly for the rest of the month.

??In the eyes of the common people, the national teacher should be a white-haired old man, but only the royal children know that Shi He is still young and handsome, and decades of years have not left any trace on his face.

?? He was from the same era as Prime Minister Song Jin, but he lived a completely different life.

??…

?? After sleeping for a long time, Mu Xiang was still groggy when he woke up. Just when he propped himself up and was about to go to bed, he saw a figure that surprised him a little.

"...Is there something wrong with the national teacher?"

"Nothing." Shi He stood by the window, his tone indifferent.

?? "The servant invited the Master National Teacher here on his own initiative." Shang Xi hurriedly knelt down and leaned over, "Your Highness, you have a fever, and you have been muttering the name of the National Teacher in your mouth, so the servant..."

?? "..."

??Mu Xiang was not happy with Shi He's arrival, but turned cold.

?? When he raised his eyes again, he had regained his composure: "April is my birthday. At that time, I will amnesty the world and let him stay away from the capital."

"He" naturally refers to Prince Mu Yu, and Mu Xiang knew that Shi He would not come here for no reason.

??Shi He's indifferent eyes fluctuated a little more, and it was fleeting: "Since Your Highness is awake, I will take my leave first."

"Since you're here, there's no need to rush away." Mu Xiang grabbed the silk shirt, thinking it was already night, "The national teacher stays and has dinner together."

??Shi He: "..."

??Shang Xi bent down to remind: "Your Highness, it is already the next day..."

??Mu Xiang was slightly stunned, the night outside the window was indeed not thick enough, and upon closer inspection, there was still some dawn light mixed in.

?? He fell asleep for seven or eight hours, and he didn't even know it.

??Shi He did not respond to Mu Xiang's invitation, but glanced at Shang Xi: "Go and serve it."

??Shang Xi: "The slave takes orders."

??Mu Xiang looked at the two of them dimly. Although he didn't know what Shi He asked Shang Xi to bring up, he didn't stop him.

??Until Shang Xi brought a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine that smelled bitter to the nose, Mu Xiang's face finally eased, but the brows could not help frowning deeply: "Take it, I won't drink it."

"This..." Shang Xi looked at Shi He for help.

"If you have a fever, you should drink medicine." Shi He took a spoon and stirred it in the medicine bowl, the bitterness dissipated a little, and then signaled Shang Xi to bring it up.

?? "..."

??Mu Xiang doesn't like to drink medicine.

??As long as he can remember, he has been like a medicine pot. Every day before breakfast, he needs to drink a bowl of bitter medicinal food, because his body is weak and needs to be carefully recuperated.

??At that time, his mother and concubine were still the master of the harem, the queen of the world, and he could eat a sweet candied fruit after eating the medicine to relieve the pain, but when he was eight years old, the mother was jealous of the concubine. , causing his fetus to be thrown into the cold palace, and his treatment also plummeted.

??As the second prince, his life is not as good as that of the son of the family.

?? Maybe the bowl of herbal food in front of me was brought up by someone ordered by Shi He, or maybe it was because Shi He rarely said a word to him in daily life, but Mu Xiang didn't feel too much resistance. Drank it down.

??It wasn't until the bottom of the bowl that Mu Xiang said sarcastically: "The national teacher didn't poison him, did he?"

??Shi He also gave an answer: "No need."

??It is not "will not be poisoned", but "no need to be poisoned".

??Mu Xiang's lips parted slightly, but he didn't say anything.

??He really didn't have to be poisoned.

??There are too many secrets about Shihe, such as why he can keep his face young, where did he come from... why did Emperor Yadi say something like "the state teacher is here, and the luck of Xiangguo will not fail".

??Mu Xiang knew that if Shi He wanted to kill himself, it would be a simple matter.

?? But Shihe can't.

??Although the reason is not clear, it has been confirmed by the three dynasties that Shi He never participated in the struggle for the Crown Prince.

??Staying in Weiyang Palace for the sake of Mu Yu's life should be Shi He's rare exception.

??The medicinal diet was so bitter that Mu Xiang was extremely uncomfortable. Even Shi He didn't stop him when he said that he would resign. He just propped himself on the bed and frowned to ease the discomfort caused by drinking the medicine.

??He told Shang Xi: "Go and get a candied fruit."

??Shang Xi quickly knelt down: "Master Guo Shi said that this prescription is an exclusive preparation, and sweets will affect the efficacy of the medicine."

?? "..."

??Mu Xiang looked at Shang Xi speechlessly: "Is he the master or am I the master?"

?? "The slave has only one master!" Shang Xi hastily expressed his loyalty, so he had to follow Mu Xiang's order and order the maid to bring a plate of candied fruit.

??Mu Xiang sat on the stool, his black silk clothes barely covering his collarbone, he picked up the candied fruit and put it to his mouth, and after hesitating for a while, he put it back on the plate.

??It was the first time he had heard of the saying that eating candied fruit would affect the efficacy of the medicine, but it should be true that the exclusive preparation is true. Maybe the medicine prepared by the national teacher is different from ordinary people?

??His mouth was unbearable, Mu Xiang looked at the candied fruit suspiciously, and asked them to take it away in annoyance.

??Shang Xi waited on the side with his eyes on his nose, his nose, his nose and his heart, and reminded: "Your Highness, the emperor has passed away, and the prince has plotted against him. Today, you should take your place in the morning court."

??The maid entered after getting approval, and waited on Mu Xiang to wash and change his clothes. He opened his arms slightly. I don't know whether it was intentional or not, the maid slipped and bumped into his arms.

??The woman's body was extremely soft, sticking to him as if she had no bones.

?? This is the first time that Mu Xiang has had such close contact with a woman. Although he is usually a prince, he has a weak sense of existence because he is not favored. As a result, he has never encountered anyone recommending himself as a pillow mat.

??The palace maid blushed, but she still didn't forget to perform all the tricks, and knelt in front of Mu Xiang: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, this slave slipped..."

??Mu Xiang was noncommittal about the title of the maid, but just looked down at her for a while: "You can slip on a place without water. Since this foot is so useless, why not cut it off."

??The maid's face paled instantly, and she trembled: "Your Majesty, spare me!"

??Shang Xi looked away without seeing: "Come here, take the palace maid Fang Ruo down...behead her feet."

??Shang Xi saw Mu Xiang standing aside with a cold face, and he didn't have the slightest intention to take back his words. He could only sigh slightly in his heart, regretting the loss of a life.

??If a pair of feet were cut off, the whole body of the maid would be ruined, and if there was no one to heal her, she would probably bleed to death.

??Mu Xiang stepped out of the palace with a normal expression, and met the chief imperial physician Shen Zhuomo on the way.

?? Shen Zhuo Moxing bowed and saluted: "I have seen Your Highness."

??Shen Zhuomo is also a member of Mu Xiang's party, otherwise Mu Huaihe would not have died so easily.

??He nodded slightly and continued to walk forward, but after a few seconds, he turned his head back: "Have you ever heard the saying that you can't eat sweets after using the medicinal diet?"

?? "..."

??Shen Zhuomo rubbed his nose. Although he belonged to the second prince's party, he was a bit unclear about the character of the person in front of him: "I have never heard of it."

"..." Mu Xiang narrowed her eyes, and couldn't help grinding her teeth.