The wind blows the plum blossoms over Guanshan

When the moon sets, the clouds and rain rest.Chang Sheng hugged Murong Zhaohui tightly, feeling tired and closed his eyes.

On the second day of the emperor's wedding, naturally no one called the emperor early.When Murong Zhaohui struggled to open his eyes, it was almost dusk.He moved his body slowly, his whole body was in pain like it was about to fall apart, there were patches of bruises and traces of love on his chest, arms and even the roots of his thighs, and a lot of blood stained the bright yellow bedding.Looking back at the man, he fell asleep peacefully, and in his sleep he was as childish as a child.Thinking of his demon-like absurd behavior yesterday and his unclear relationship with that young lady in Mu Chulou, Murong Zhaohui was furious.He managed to hold himself up, but unexpectedly his feet went limp and he almost fell down. The pain in his posterior acupoint was stronger than he thought.

I can’t wear the big red wedding dress I wore last night, and now it’s not good to let people in, so I just put on the clothes that Changsheng wore yesterday and sit aside, a shameful part reminds me of the shame that was crushed under me last night .Thinking about what happened last night, Murong Zhaohui only felt a splitting headache.

Changsheng opened his eyes when he heard a slight noise, and saw the red tent for a moment, he propped himself up, and the soft bright yellow silk satin quilt under him seemed to have a lot of blood and semen stains on it.Changsheng was startled suddenly, thinking of the extremely absurd dream last night, he had a bad premonition.

"Your Majesty... Zhaohui, where are you?"

Changsheng hurriedly lifted the quilt, but found that he was naked.He didn't care too much, he found the obscene clothes he was wearing yesterday at the end of the bed, and put them on indiscriminately, but couldn't find other clothes, so he had to give up temporarily.He hurriedly got out of bed and searched around, only to see a thin figure behind the curtain.He opened the curtain, and Murong Zhaohui was sitting blankly in front of the desk, his legs were bare, and he was only wearing the sky blue double-breasted wide-sleeved gown he wore yesterday.The traces of ambiguity stretched from his smooth neck down to his chest, covered by his clothes.And there seemed to be some dried blood on the naked legs.

Changsheng's own body is fine, and seeing the situation in front of him, he already understands that he has made an unforgivable mistake.

He knelt down on his knees and said anxiously: "Your Majesty...you..."

Murong Zhaohui had a cold face, his eyes were light blue, he didn't look at him, he just said: "Go out and kneel." He didn't say anything.

Changsheng hesitated and said, "Zhaohui, your body..."

"Get out!" Murong Zhaohui frantically swept the teacup on the table to the ground, making a crisp breaking sound.

Changsheng rarely saw Murong Zhaohui get angry with him, so he knelt down outside Qingxin Hall, looking at the big characters "Qingxin Hall" with anxiety.Passing palace people pointed at his disheveled hair and disheveled clothes and knelt outside Qingxin Hall, wantonly guessing something, Changsheng lowered his head and ignored it.Conspiring against the king, such a crime should be executed by the whole family long ago, he knew that Murong Zhaohui would not treat him like this, but from now on Murong...maybe he will never trust him again.

Perhaps because he drank too much wine last night, Chang Sheng felt his mind was in a trance.He shouldn't be drinking, if he hadn't been drinking, he wouldn't have done such a thing.Thinking of the bloodstains he saw just now, he was worried about Murong Zhaohui's body, but he didn't dare to make him angry anymore.

After nightfall, it started to rain, and Chang Sheng knelt in the rain, staring at the lights in Qingxin Hall in a daze.He has good eyesight, and saw a dark guard entering Murong Zhaohui's bedroom.Murong Zhaohui called the dark guard at this time, and he should have asked him to deliver the wound medicine.No one announced the imperial physician, it seems that he was not seriously injured.Thinking of this, Chang Sheng felt a little more at ease, closed his eyes, and planned to rest for a while.

In the Qingxin Hall, Murong Zhaohui was lying on the dragon bed without saying a word.The quilt under him has been changed, but it doesn't mean he can forget what happened last night.He has a little fever, which is a normal phenomenon after being injured. He only hopes that this time he will not have to bother the imperial physician to make a diagnosis, so that there will be less incidents.

"Your Majesty, it's raining outside." Li Qing's voice came from not far away.

Surprised, Murong Zhaohui heard the pattering rain outside the window, and asked, "What time is it?"

"It's almost midnight."

"How long has he been kneeling?"

"It's been more than three hours. Your Majesty, do you need to..."

"No, just let him kneel. Help me turn off the light, you go out."

"Yes."

The lamps in the Qingxin Hall were extinguished one by one, and only the sound of wind and rain could be heard in the darkness.Murong Zhaohui wrapped the quilt tightly around his body and felt a little cold.He still remembered that when the plum blossoms fell in the palace of Chu, he fell asleep with Chang Sheng and felt as warm as spring.Having sex after drinking, his immortality seems to be... broken.

On the second day of the emperor's wedding, Meng Shilang, who has always been favored by the emperor, was fined to kneel outside the Qingxin Hall. There was a lot of discussion among the court for a while, and these longevity naturally did not know.Kneeling without eating for two consecutive days, and being drenched in the rain all night, even my body couldn't bear it.He kept repenting in his heart with guilt, and unconsciously lost consciousness.In a daze, he seemed to hear his father's voice, his father was asking Murong Zhaohui for something, but he couldn't hear it clearly.When he woke up again, it was the afternoon three days later, and he returned to his room.The little girl Xiaoqiu said that he had a fever in the rain and needed to rest, and his knee was hurt and he couldn't move around.Chang Sheng didn't say anything else, took a rest after drinking the medicine, and only thought about Murong Zhaohui when he had nothing to do.The days seemed to pass several times slower than usual, and seven days had passed by the time his body fully recovered.

Today's weather is fine, the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus is floating in Sikong Mansion, Chang Sheng is sitting on the edge of the corridor, looking at the blue sky above the eaves, secretly lost in thought.He wanted to go to the palace to see him, but...maybe it's not a good time.

"Changsheng, I ask you for my father, what is your relationship with Your Majesty..." Meng Sikong's voice echoed in his ears, Changsheng turned his head, and at some point his father was standing behind him.

"Nothing." Chang Sheng replied, feeling a little apprehensive.

"It's nothing? It's nothing. You still ran into him on His Majesty's wedding night?" Chang Sheng could hear the suppressed anger in Meng Sikong's words.He hurriedly said: "Father, where did you hear that? Don't think too much, okay! I just... I just drank too much... I accidentally went to the Hall of Pure Heart..."

Looking at his father's face, Chang Sheng felt his heart beating.After a while, Meng Sikong seemed to have calmed down a little, touched the top of Changsheng's head, and sighed: "It's better not to. You don't know... What is rumored in the palace, how can my son be such a person? You Ah... You must think twice before you do things, you are an adult, why are you so unsteady in doing things?"

Chang Sheng nodded, thinking that if his father knew what he had done, he would probably be too angry to speak.

"Father has been thinking about it for a few days. You are already twenty, and it's time to marry a wife. Look, many sons who are the same age as you have run away." Changsheng raised his head suddenly, and Meng Sikong continued: "Gong The people here are going crazy, I can't let the gossip go on. Mr. Zhao's niece Mingyue is good. I mentioned this to him, and he also intends to marry our Meng family. It just so happens that you are also familiar with Guangyu, and Mingyue is His cousin has lived in Zhao's residence since she was a child, next time you visit her, meet Mingyue by the way."

"No, I'm not going!"

Meng Sikong was taken aback for a moment, and asked back, "What? Are you dissatisfied with this marriage?"

"Father, I don't want to marry a wife yet. I'll talk about it later, okay..."

Meng Sikong's expression changed: "No! You have to marry if you don't want to marry! I don't care about other things, but I have to take care of this matter. I will enter the palace tomorrow and ask His Majesty for a marriage order."

"No! Father, don't go." Chang Sheng grabbed Meng Sikong's clothes corner violently.

Meng Sikong threw away Chang Sheng's hand, and asked suspiciously, "Could it be...they are telling the truth?"

Changsheng shook his head, then raised his head again and asked cautiously: "Father, what if... what they said is true?"

After Changsheng said this, he received a slap on his right cheek, which was painful.Trembling, Meng Sikong withdrew his right hand, cursed "Nie Zi" and walked away.Changsheng touched his red and swollen right cheek, and slowly leaned against the pillar.His father never beat him. This time, he really broke his heart.

In the imperial study room, Murong Zhaohui was flipping through a stack of memorials beside the table, all of them were trivial matters that were not worth mentioning.The day of the big wedding has passed, all the red curtains in the palace have been withdrawn, and it has returned to its usual appearance.Thinking of what happened that night, he was inexplicably irritable.What did Changsheng think of him?

"Your Majesty, Sir Sikong is asking to see you." Eunuch Gao Gao Ji reminded him from the side.

Murong Zhaohui put down the memorial in his hand and said, "Xuan."

"The old minister sees His Majesty."

"Your Majesty Meng, you don't need to be too polite, please hurry up!"

Meng Hun was over fifty years old and already had a lot of gray hair on his head.Changsheng is his son in his thirties, and his mother passed away early, so he is especially doted on, Murong Zhaohui knows all about this.Meng Hun is a smart person, he can see the overall situation clearly but rarely speaks much, so he can always be alone.Meng Hun had already sensed the internal turmoil in the palace change last time, and asked for an order to go back to his hometown to sweep the tomb one month before the palace change. He didn't return to Longcheng until he became emperor. He is really an old fox.

"Your Majesty, the last time Gouzi got drunk and offended His Majesty was because of lax discipline. I have ordered him to reflect at home, and I beg Your Majesty not to argue with him." Murong Zhaohui shook his hands and said, "I have already punished you for what happened last time. No, don't mention it."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, Haihan, I have come here this time... I have one more thing to ask your Majesty to fulfill."

"Say it."

"Please Your Majesty bestow a marriage for longevity."

Murong Zhaohui was startled, and looked at Meng Hun in front of him.Seeing that Murong Zhaohui was silent, Meng Hun hurriedly said: "The old minister knows that it may not be appropriate to propose marriage at this time, but the old minister is old and is almost sixty years old, and I don't know how many years are left in the future. I have also reached the marriageable age, and I beg your Majesty to fulfill it."

Murong Zhaohui smiled wryly: "How could I not be perfect, I just don't know which family's daughter it is?"

"It's Mingyue, the niece of Zhao Yushi's family. I have discussed this matter with Mr. Zhao. He is very happy to marry this family. I also discussed the matter of asking His Majesty for a marriage."

"Changsheng... is he also willing?"

"It's natural, the two children are happy. Changsheng and Mingyue have met each other since they were young. Now that Mingyue has grown up, she looks graceful and graceful. Everyone is happy to see her."

"It's the best. I... will draw up a decree now to give you Zhao and Meng's family a marriage."

Murong Zhaohui spread out the scroll for writing the purpose, the brush was stained with ink, he thought carefully for a while, and finally picked up the brush.

That's right, Changsheng likes Mingyue, so what is it for him to provoke him, and what does he think of himself?Is it just drunk sex?Murong Zhaohui sighed, feeling that the matter should be settled.

Meng Sikong took the imperial decree and went out of the imperial study room, the carved wooden door closed again, Murong Zhaohui felt extremely heavy in his heart.

"Your Majesty..." Eunuch Gao hesitated to speak.

"Gao Ji, what do you want to say?"

"Your Majesty, Lord Meng is really shrewd."

Murong Zhaohui tapped the table lightly with his fingers, he naturally knew Meng Hun's shrewdness.The fact that he punished Changsheng caused a lot of noise in the palace, and there were also many unbearable rumors.Meng Hun asked him to give him a marriage at this time, firstly to let the people in the court know that he still values ​​Changsheng and the Meng family, and Changsheng's mistakes can be easily forgiven by him, and secondly, it can stop rumors in the palace so as not to affect Changsheng's official career.

Meng Hun is also quite smart in choosing a partner for marriage.He, Meng Hun, was the only one in the Meng family, Changsheng was just a fledgling eagle, the Zhao family was an aristocratic family that had been officials for several generations, Zhao Yushi and his two sons were officials in the same dynasty, and they were quite powerful in the court.Zhao Yushi's brother died early. Although Zhao Mingyue was not Zhao Yushi's biological child, she was fostered in Zhao's house since she was a child. Zhao Yushi's family regarded her as their own daughter. Marrying her was equivalent to marrying the daughter of Dr. Yushi.However, Zhao Mingyue was not Zhao Yushi's biological daughter after all, and her status was a bit lower. Zhao Yushi and his wife had been worrying about her marriage, fearing that the right family would not like it, and they were unwilling to be inferior to someone with a low rank.Meng Hun probably fell in love with Mingyue a long time ago, and he had talked with Zhao Yushi before Changsheng was punished, and at this time he just took it out and asked him to marry him, so that he could kill multiple birds with one stone.Meng Hun was indeed shrewd, and having him in charge of water conservancy, construction and other miscellaneous matters really buried his talent, but Meng Hun seemed to enjoy it and didn't want to be involved in other official positions.

Murong Zhaohui shook his head, compared with his father, Changsheng was indeed far behind by more than a mile, and there was no similarity in personality between the two, only the tall and straight eyebrows were strikingly similar.Murong Zhaohui was stunned for a moment, thinking of Changsheng's eyebrows and eyes under the moonlight, he felt mixed feelings.

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