After I was reborn, I was scumbag

"Your Highness, you are back! Prince Murong has been waiting for His Highness in the courtyard of the East Palace for more than an hour."

Dong Jiu was waiting at the gate of the palace, and when he saw the royal convoy approaching from a distance, he immediately smiled.

Helping Shao Guan out of the carriage, Dong Jiu lowered his voice and whispered.

"Didn't you tell Murong Xing that Gu will return to the palace later today?"

Walking quickly on the royal road, the young man with a jade crown tied his hair, wearing an apricot-yellow robe and a giant python with four claws is lifelike.

Her delicate eyebrows, which seemed to be polished by the light rain in the south of the Yangtze River, were now tinged with a layer of anxiety.

"The servant sent the news to the Marquis's Mansion yesterday! It's just that His Majesty Murong said that he has something to give to His Highness, and he insisted on waiting in the East Palace."

Shao Guan lifted his robe, stepped across the threshold of the main entrance of the East Palace, and did not forget to tell Dong Jiu.

"Today, when I came back from worshiping the Buddha, my father and the queen mother rewarded me with a lot of things. Take someone to check them out, and put them all in the private treasury."

"Won't Your Highness pick a few pieces and give them to Prince Murong?"

The handsome young man with a peachy face gave him a gouged look, and his tone was a little uncomfortable: "Later, I will go to the private treasury to choose."

There were not many people in the East Palace to serve him, and when Dong Jiu led three or four young servants away, the huge courtyard suddenly became empty.

Shao Guan quickly walked around in a big circle, but he didn't see Murong Xing. He was thinking whether he came back too late, he couldn't bear it and went back to the Hou's mansion, when suddenly there was a clear and clear piano sound in his ears.

Listen to the sound, it's about the direction of the backyard.

The garden in the front yard of the East Palace was extremely exquisite and beautiful, but because most of the palace rooms in the back yard were vacant, he himself did not often go there.

The gardener who took care of it was a bit lazy, and the vegetation there was not well-decorated. There were even wild flowers and weeds popping up in the corners, and the dead leaves turned yellow and scattered on the ground.

The sound of the piano is a famous song that is popular in the south of the Yangtze River recently. Shao Guan stopped and listened for a while, and recognized that it was a new score that he had just sent someone to transcribe a few days ago.

Walking through the promenade with carved railings and painted buildings, bypassing several halls, and among the empty stone roads in the backyard, a young man in black and black cloak sat on the ground with a straight spine.

The thin winter sun shone warmly on that handsome side face with sharp edges and corners, melting a faint halo.

The person who played the qin didn't seem to notice his arrival, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes fell lightly on the guqin in front of him, his slender fingers were hooked on the strings, and it was a melodious and melodious qin melody floating in the wind. .

At the end of the song, Shao Guan chuckled lightly, with a teasing tone in his tone: "I haven't seen you for a few days, Mr. Murong's piano skills have improved again!"

Murong Xing looked at him from the side, stood up slowly, his brown eyes were a little black under the sunlight, as deep as an ancient well in a deep mountain.

"His Highness is back. I heard from Dong Jiu that His Highness went to worship Buddha with the Queen Mother and His Majesty. Why did you come back so early?"

"Perhaps the emperor's grandmother had a thorough discussion with the abbot today, so she came back earlier."

Shao Guan walked slowly to Murong Xing's side, and only then did he notice that the strings used for the guqin were made of the horsetails of sweaty BMWs in the north, crystal clear and white, with excellent toughness.

"These strings... Northwest has been closed recently, where did you get the strings with sweaty ponytails?"

Seemingly satisfied, Shao Guan smiled with half surprise and half joy, Murong Xing curled his lips, and his voice was gentle and hoarse.

"Your Highness forgot, I went to the northwest to inspect the military camp. At that time, I killed a small county king of the Wei State and confiscated two bloody horses. The horses were to be handed over to the court, but I picked a few high-quality horsetails to make strings , still no problem."

"Then this piano?"

"This piano should be regarded as a gift in return for thanking His Highness for presenting a new score to the minister a few days ago."

Seeing Shao Guan standing there silently, Murong Xing raised his eyebrows and said with a low smile: "So Your Highness doesn't like it, that minister—"

"No, it's just that this piano is much more valuable than a few score books, I..."

"What does it matter if I, as your Highness's companion, send you a piano?" Murong Xing's gaze lightly swept across Shao Guan's face, and some unknown darkness flickered deep in the pupils of his eyes.

"Then thank you, son."

Now that he accepted the qin, Shao Guan stopped being polite, followed Murong Xing's wishes, walked behind the qin, and sat down on the floor.

After thinking for a while, he stroked the strings with his fingertips, and a piece of "Mountain and Flowing Water" poured out from the boy's plain knuckles.

A silvery white sword light reflected on the dark brown surface of the piano, and swept across Shao Guan's face very quickly, bringing a gust of cool wind.

The sword that kills people on the battlefield is now held loosely by Murong Xing in his hand, and there is a very beautiful streamer of sword flowers fluttering around the corners of his clothes.

Shao Guan's gaze was fixed on Murong Xing, and his peach blossom eyes reflected the figure of the young man, he was a little dazed for a moment, and he missed a syllable while he was playing.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the sword dancer calmly put away his long sword and turned to look at him.

"Sorry... I played the wrong note."

Shao Guan smiled annoyedly, but saw Murong Xing put the long sword back into its sheath, threw it on the ground, and walked towards him quickly.

The right hand was gently pulled up by the young man, Shao Guan trembled, and suddenly raised his eyes, only to see Murong Xing's long and narrow phoenix eyes half-hanging, and his eyes fell on the knuckles of his right hand.

"Your Highness is too careless, your fingers were cut by the strings." The cold voice paused, as if a little bit of self-blame, "This piano made His Highness see blood, is it my fault, Your Highness, please..."

"I hurt my hand myself. What's your fault? You also said that it's normal for you to give me something as a companion. I will cherish this guqin."

The tips of Shao Guan's ears turned red unconsciously, watching Murong Xing quickly go to the main hall to find the wound medicine gauze, and carefully treat his wound, he didn't know why his heart was beating so fast.

Obviously... Murong Xing was just treating him as a prince as a companion.

How could I have any other thoughts?

The person in front of him was half a head taller than him, with a handsome face close at hand, against the light, after he said these words, those phoenix eyes looked straight at him.

From the familiar gentle expression, he caught a trace of hope and inexplicable paranoia.

"...Yes, I'm just His Highness's companion." Murong Xing stared at the bewildered young man in front of him, and restrained his voice, "Your Highness really...just treats me as a companion?"

As if his heartbeat missed a beat, Shao Guan bumped into those deep eyes in surprise, not knowing where the courage came from.

"No, I treat you..."

Is it because he is usually too close to Murong Xing, making the other party notice something strange?

"How do you treat me?" The person in front of me smiled lowly, the light in his eyes was gentle and a little nervous, "If I tell His Highness that I want to be with His Highness all the time, what will His Highness think?"

After a few breaths, Shao Guan lowered his head and replied softly.

"...I will be very happy."