After I was reborn, I was scumbag

That night, Shaoguan received a decree from the palace, and the soldiers stationed in the outer suburbs of Chang'an City set up their camp and marched towards Jiayuguan.

Among the armored horses or the army holding a halberd, a rather luxurious carriage looks a bit abrupt.

However, the people in the carriage were personally brought by Murong Shizi, even though the guards accompanying the carriage murmured in their hearts, they did not dare to reveal anything on their faces.

Shao Guan was riding in the middle of the team, and by the light of the torch, he could naturally see the carriages and horses rumbling not far ahead, and he could vaguely guess who was sitting in the carriage.

"Your Highness, Murong Shizi just personally took the musician surnamed Qi to sit in the carriage... Leading troops on an expedition, but also bringing along the actor raised by the mansion, it is a bit too much—"

Dongjiu pretended to be a personal guard and followed Shaoguan, seeing the darkness like night melting in His Royal Highness's peach blossom eyes, she couldn't help whispering.

"Qi Yuanxiu is a well-known luthier in the south of the Yangtze River. It's just a rumor that Murong Shizi raised actors. How can it be trusted?"

Shao Guan turned his head and glanced at Dong Jiu, motioning him to keep quiet, but the hand holding the rein turned white, with slightly protruding veins.

Fortunately, the speed of the march was not slowed down by the carriage. When the sun was shining, the majestic Chang'an City behind them was no longer visible...

Prime Minister's House.

"My lord, a letter from a secret agent."

Yang Ling's closed slender eyes opened suddenly when he heard the noise outside the house. Seeing that he was about to get up, the beauty in his arms immediately covered his waist with a pair of catkins.

"Young master..." the voice was charming and charming.

"Ying'er, don't worry, I will come back as soon as I go."

Yang Ling snorted and flirted with the beauty before putting on a robe and leaving the room.

"What's the matter, come and deliver the news before dawn."

"My subordinate deserves to die for disturbing the good things of the young master. Because it is a letter that has not been printed, this subordinate hastily rushed to report to the young master."

As soon as he heard that the letter had been printed, Yang Ling's wine-colored eyes instantly became a little more serious.

"You've done a good job. Here's the letter."

The boy who delivered the letter bent his head and waited for a moment. Seeing that Yang Ling had been silent for a long time, he couldn't help raising his head and giving him a few tentative glances.

"My lord, do you have any orders?"

Yang Ling thought about it for a while, and he couldn't understand why the man in black kept him from going to the thatched cottage to see him these days, and instead sent messages by letter.

But he had to obey the orders given by the man in black.

"Go to Hongxiu Zhao and ask the old bustard to buy some strong aphrodisiacs. Remember not to reveal your identity."

The servant immediately nodded and said, "I understand."

"Mr. Qi, did you rest well last night?"

Murong Xing lowered his head and got into the carriage, and saw Qi Yuanxiu just opened his eyes, Ruxue's skin was extremely pale in the dim light, leaning against the wall of the carriage with his skirt half opened.

"Thank you for your concern, my son, I rested well, and the injury didn't hurt much."

Qi Yuanxiu smiled, as if he was a little embarrassed: "I just woke up, my clothes are disheveled, I made the prince laugh."

"...It's okay." Murong Xing's phoenix eyes darkened slightly, and he took off the cloak he was wearing casually, and put it on Qi Yuanxiu, "Mr. Qi's injury has not healed, and he will be fine if he catches a cold."

"Thank you, son, for your concern."

"This expedition is in a hurry. If Mr. Qi is missing something, you can tell me anytime."

"The food and clothing are all the best for me, I don't need anything, it's just..."

Murong Xing raised his eyebrows, and his voice was low: "Mr. Qi, you are welcome, just what?"

"It's just that the flute that Shizi accompanied me to Changyin Pavilion to buy a few days ago was left behind in the Hou's mansion..." Qi Yuanxiu lowered his eyes, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly, "That's all, it's just a flute, it's nothing .”

"Mr. Qi is a musical instrument lover. It's my fault that he didn't prepare a musical instrument for him after a long journey. Since Mr. Qi likes a flute, I'll send someone to bring it from the Hou Mansion."

Murong Xing smiled and said a few words of comfort until a sergeant outside the tent came to report.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness, please go over to discuss matters."

"Go and report to Your Highness, I'll be there in a while." The smile on Murong Xing's lips faded a bit, and when the sergeant retreated, he didn't have the slightest intention to get up and leave.

Qi Yuanxiu persuaded with some trepidation: "Your Majesty, I am afraid that His Royal Highness has some important military matters, so you should go earlier."

Murong Xing frowned slightly: "Well, I'll ask my personal guards to bring you meals for the husband later, and I'll come visit you at noon."

"My son, His Royal Highness has been waiting for you for a long time."

Xia Tong had already prepared a fast horse outside the carriage, and when he saw Murong Xing coming out, he immediately led the horse over, and did not report softly until the horse galloped more than ten steps away.

"Well. You will go to the end of the line to meet them later. If someone from the Hou's mansion brings a flute, remember to detain that person and ask who has touched that flute."

Xia Tong was slightly taken aback: "Then... the person who came to deliver things?"

A trace of cold killing intent flashed across the long and narrow phoenix eyes: "After asking clearly, I will execute him secretly."

Xia Tong was overwhelmed by the coldness in those light brown pupils, and didn't dare to ask further: "Yes, this subordinate will do it now."

Shao Guan saw Murong Xing approaching on horseback from a distance, and dismissed the guards who followed him.

"The guards at Jiayu Pass sent someone to report that more than half of the guards inside the pass have been killed or injured. There may be more than [-] Wei soldiers."

Murong Xing responded lightly: "I will write a letter immediately, asking Your Majesty to send more troops."

Shao Guan lowered his eyes, staring blankly at the military newspaper in his hand, but what he said had nothing to do with it.

"The army went out, why did the prince bring a musician with him?"

Silence for a while.

As soon as Shao Guan spoke, he saw the cold sneer on Murong Xing's lips, and his peach blossom eyes couldn't help but a little turbulent.

"Leaving Mr. Qi in Chang'an City, I don't feel at ease." Murong Xing curled his lips, his voice was cold, "But Your Highness can rest assured, I will never let Mr. Qi hinder His Highness's eyes."

"Gu is just worried that the son will delay the battle because of this, not to mention that a musician can't fight, and the sharpness of the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, so it may be difficult to keep him safe..."

"Mr. Qi's safety, I will guarantee it myself. What's more, whoever you bring with you, as long as it doesn't delay the battle, it should be regarded as your family's business. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for His Highness to ask?"

Shao Guan furrowed his brows, the cold wind blew on the young man's face, and his handsome face lost all color at some point.

What is housework?In Murong Xing's eyes, is Qi Yuanxiu already considered "family"?

What about him?

"Your Highness looks like this, do you think the minister is wrong?"

Murong Xing controlled the horses under his seat, maintaining the speed of walking with Shao Guan, his sharp eyes could not see clearly against the light.

However, Shao Guan clearly felt that his complexion must be terrifyingly pale.

It was as if every time he met Murong Xing, the heart that had been scalded by the teenager in the previous life would become colder.

He didn't know when in the future, his heart would be completely chilled.

The voice from beside them was so indifferent that they didn't even pretend to be polite when there was no one else around them.

"I advise Your Highness not to interfere too much with your family affairs. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you not to misunderstand, does Your Highness really...have any other thoughts?"