I am His Majesty's favorite

It was only after lunch that Lin Heng learned that Ai Jiang had disappeared out of thin air.

"It shouldn't be. In order for him to send off his sweetheart, Gu also granted him permission not to go to court today. A wooden stake that never turns, just ran away with Lianxizhuo like this?"

At this time, Mu Chen was picking up the sundries in the Changming Palace, and he didn't raise his head when he heard the words: "Go away, go away, how can you clean up the way that Prince Daoben is in the way!"

The Lord King smiled, and resigned himself to finding a corner to stand.

"Why don't you take a rest and leave it to the palace servants to clean up later, and I will feel sorry for you when you get tired later."

"No need." Mu Chi hummed softly, and the two enamel jugs clinked. "You can use these ghost things to bully me. If you feel bad, you deserve it."

The little ancestor spoke angrily, and the words almost came out from between his teeth, causing Lin Heng to helplessly support his forehead.

"If you bully me, I will give you a few things."

"How many pieces?" Mu Yan looked at him.

The latter swept across the overcrowded dormitory, and immediately shut up obediently.

After picking it up for a while, Mu Chen realized that the project volume was really too big.He simply tore apart the cashmere blanket and spread it out, tilted his body up and began to scold: "This is our home."

"It's not a grocery warehouse." Lin Heng picked his fingers honestly as he continued. "You've said it several times."

"Then you see what this is?!"

"Clay real gold thread silk moose bamboo fan."

"what about this?!"

"Purple gold embossed pillow."

"and this?!"

"Celadon glazed double-eared vase."

very good.

There are questions and answers, and the attitude is sincere.

The little ancestor raised the knife and dropped it, and rewarded the monarch in the corner with a shoe sole on the spot.

"This is our home!" he repeated angrily. "Why do you carry all these miscellaneous things?"

"No miscellaneous things." Lin Heng felt a little bit wronged.

"This is the best thing in the warehouse. I have carefully selected it. Each piece is exquisitely made and worth a lot of money. You don't like any of them?"

I don't like it....... I don't really like it.

But this is their home.

It is a cozy and warm harbor.

Why do you want so many expensive and expensive things?

Besides, Lin Heng treated him very well, all the utensils used were of the highest quality, there was no need to bother to decorate them at all.

Mu Chen sighed, and felt that it was necessary to teach this bad-headed No. [-] a lesson in thrift and housekeeping.

"come over."

The little ancestor hooked his hands, and then twisted the tip of the ear that was close to him punitively.Pain is not painful, but acting like a baby is more important.

"Are you a fool? Those things can't cuddle me to sleep, and can't make me happy. Putting them away is a waste of our flirting time."

"You know that I will miss you very much the moment you leave. If you have this spare time, why don't you kiss me more?"

What Lin Heng can't stand the most is His Royal Highness the prince's serious teasing.

Her lips, which were as red as roses, were slightly raised, and her starry eyes blinked lightly, exuding fragrance.The warm breath was like short feathers, hooked and tangled straight to the tip of his heart.

"I was wrong." His Majesty the Monarch breathed heavily, hugged his slender waist tightly, and apologized in his ear. "I'll miss you too, more than when I stood in front of you just now."

Nasty, Mu Chen secretly smiled.

"So, why do you want to send me something all of a sudden?" It's been a long time since I came to Nanyi and I haven't delivered anything.

"If you want to give it, you can give it...do you need a reason to give a gift to someone you like?"

Lin Heng touched the tip of his nose with a guilty look on his face.

"Really! I just had a whim, a whim, a flash of inspiration, and nothing else at all."

Oh.

Use three idioms in a row to imply that he is not deliberate.

Mu Chen couldn't help smiling, and silently picked up the other sole.

"The surname is Lin."

As we all know, the above-mentioned address is more chilling than being called by the full name.

"The prince will give you another chance. If you don't say it now, you will never say it again."

not good!

pill!

Lin Heng was shocked.

Lin Heng raised his hands in surrender.

"Then...then you promise me, I said, don't make a fuss about leaving."

It's rare to see a lord of the monarchy be so virtuous, and Mu Chi unconsciously became playful, wanting to see what kind of mess he had made.

"First of all, the prince has his own judgment."

Lin Heng looked distressed, hesitantly pressed his lower lip for a long while, and then said: "No, you still have to promise me. If you are really unhappy now, you are free to come and go throughout Nanchang, and I have nothing to do with you. "

Mu Yan's eyes turned cold: "You gave me the throne Zen?!"

"That's not enough." The Monarch muttered, "However...it's about the same."

Seeing that the little ancestor's pinching hand was about to reach his neck, Lin Heng hurriedly backed away. "I will divide the country into half for you, please don't be angry with me, Your Majesty the Lord."

Mu Chen was startled, and it took him half a stick of incense to digest this information.

He was really laughed at by Lin Heng, and glared at him angrily: "Just to tell me this by following Baba's torment?"

"I'm afraid you're not happy. I blame me for not respecting your wishes."

Lin Heng explained. "You have always liked freedom, but the identity of the king will still bring you trouble and restraint no matter what. I want to treat you well, but I don't want you to be pressured by it."

"You."

Mu Chen couldn't laugh or cry, he gritted his teeth and picked up his cowardly sweetheart, leaving two clear tooth marks on his lips.

"The Nanchan Dynasty is your painstaking effort. You are willing to share half of the throne with me. How can I be unhappy?"

"As for the pressure, yes, I like freedom, but compared to freedom-I like you more, idiot!"

When Ji Huaichen hurried to Fu'en Temple, it was already evening.

The thin snow on the hillside had not yet melted, and the horseshoes kicked the ice all the way, making rattling noises.

In the twelfth lunar month of winter, it was inconvenient for him to knock on the door to disturb the quietness, so he tied his horse under the big tree in front of the temple, and climbed over the high wall by himself to find someone.

Lian Xizhuo said that if you look back at the old scene, you can find the old person.

Here is where they first met.

When Empress Huixian passed away suddenly, her ashes were not placed in the royal ancestral hall because of the epidemic, but were enshrined here.

At that time Ji Huaichen was fifteen, and Lian Xizhuo was even younger, less than ten years old.Short, thin and small, after burning the paper money, he timidly stood behind the old general and called his brother.

Lian Xizhuo, who had just arrived at the General's Mansion, was still dull-tempered and always reluctant to speak.Ji Huaichen was more lively, and often took him to the martial arts field to watch the soldiers practice boxing and kicking.

Children who are mentally immature naturally cannot fully understand the deep meaning of cherishing what adults say.

Buying candy, buying snacks, and joining in the fun with others, General Ji has always used this as a benchmark, and cared for his five-year-old brother according to the old general's instructions.

Ji Huaichen once stubbornly thought that this would be applauded.

Until later there was an irreversible rift between them.

Since when?

Perhaps it was the day when he cut the weak crown from Lianxi and took over the ancestral jade pendant from the General's Mansion.

We, Yu Qing, have grown up, so we have to stop going to theaters and listen to ditties, and learn to be more mature and stable.Dad is gone, I have to be busy with military training and worry about your marriage, how can I take care of it. '

Ji Huaichen remembered that after drinking for three rounds at that time, he was drunk and rubbed Lian Xizhuo's head and said these words.

'Why worry about my marriage, it's a big deal not to marry, it would be nice to live in the general's mansion until the end of life. '

'Childish, I want to die on the battlefield someday, there is no one who cares, who will take care of you? '

'Never mind!You die on the battlefield and I will follow you!You promised to take care of me for the rest of your life, so what's the point of throwing me to others now! '

It was the first time that Lian Xizhuo lost his temper with him so much, he didn't even care about his favorite crispy lamb chops, and ran out of the house as soon as he threw the dishes and chopsticks away.

should be chased.

32-year-old Ji Huaichen thought so.

It's a pity that seven years ago he couldn't make the right choice between face and love.

So Lian Xizhuo rushed into the karaoke room to drink, and Ji Huaichen went back to the room and stayed in a daze all night.

What happened later was that all the soldiers of the battalion and the monarch heard the version.

Bachelor Lian and General Ji have been at odds for a long time, and the situation is like fire and water, and they hate each other.

The temperature on the mountain is much lower than that on the mountain, especially in the evening.

Frost has passed through the strong wind, and the dead trees are about to fall, adding a sense of desolation to the already bleak winter scene.

Fu'en Temple is dedicated to enshrining the remains of former empresses, so it does not have evening classes like ordinary temples.Right now everything is quiet, except for the creaking of footsteps on the snow.

Ji Huaichen walked through a long section of green brick and stone steps, and stopped in front of the inscribed "Si Jing Tang" plaque.

After years of wind and rain, the plaque has faded and appeared mottled. Fortunately, the aunts are diligent in cleaning, so they can still be called clean and tidy.

Staring at the closed door, he stopped and watched for a long time, but the light in his eyes gradually disappeared with the last bit of daylight.

There was no sign of anyone coming.

This is probably not the story told by Lian Xizhuo.

Ji Huaichen comforted himself like this.

But only for a moment he rejected this conjecture.

His Yu Qing is a soft and arrogant person, who was deeply hurt by his vague attitude, how could he talk about forgiveness easily.

I can't see my old friends in the old scene, maybe because I can't wait.

More likely, it's just because you don't want to see it.

Yeah.

Ji Huaichen lowered his head, and suddenly a drop of warm tears fell into the snow.

Cowardly and cowardly people are not worth cherishing at all, not to mention Lian Xizhuo has given him countless opportunities, now how can he expect to be able to save his body after being injured so badly by just taking the initiative once.

The cold wind blew up, and the frost particles wrapped in it brushed on the face, and there were bursts of sharp pain.

Ji Huaichen seemed to have lost his soul, and stood there dumbfounded, letting the heavy snow cover the sky.

As if that would offset some of the guilt towards my sweetheart, and make up for some of the bastard behavior of eagerly waiting and neglecting over the years.

I do not know how long it has been.

A bamboo silk umbrella suddenly stretched over his head, slightly tilted, shielding him from the tormenting wind and frost.

Following the direction of holding the umbrella handle, Ji Huaichen turned his head slowly, his eyes were instantly red.

Lian Xizhuo was wearing a brocade hair cloak standing in the snow, he was as thin as yesterday, his eyebrows and eyes were the same as before.

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