Pampered Into Being The Empress

Mu Huaicun's thoughts are obvious.

After listening, Rong Xi felt his soft ears itchy, and he couldn't help but shrink his neck slightly. In Mu Huai's smirking eyes, his cheeks gradually became crimson.

"...The slave and maid took it down."

She held the yellow cypress leaf in her hand, and stood there again with her lips pressed slightly, thinking about what to do in the future.

The corners of Mu Huai's lips twitched slightly, and he glanced at the red pillar of Qianyuan Palace inadvertently.

Emperor Zhuang and Li Rui and Yin Cheng had not been discussing matters for a long time, and they walked out of the temple in no time.

Li Rui is dressed in a Zi Fei public uniform. He has been fighting for many years. Although he has reached his age, there is still a heroic spirit in his eyebrows.

Yin Cheng was a few ranks lower than Li Rui's official rank. He looked at the same age as Mu Huai. He wore a vermilion uniform and strode behind Li Rui, standing tall and straight, and quite brave.

Because Mu Huai and Yin Cheng are related by blood, their appearances are similar.

For example, both of them had subtly high and delicate hanging noses, and both had deep and brilliant eyes.

Although Yin Cheng is a military commander, he feels much clearer, and he can tell at a glance that this young general is extremely cheerful.

And Mu Huai's appearance is better than Yin Cheng, but his eyebrows are not sparse, always faintly dark and intimidating.

Ordinarily, although Mu Huai has not been conferred a king, he is still the heir of the emperor. No matter how high Li Rui is in office, he is only a courtier, and he should be respectful when he sees Mu Huai.

But when Rong Xi saw him passing by Mu Huai, his steps were violent, and he only glanced at Mu Huai with leopard eyes.

Such a posture did not put the four princes in their eyes at all.

Yin Cheng bowed to Mu Huai with a smile.

Mu Huai didn't say a word, and faintly talked to Yin Cheng.

Because the ministers should not stay in the forbidden palace for a long time after the next dynasty, Li Rui and Yin Cheng quickly returned to the palace from the long corridor from Miyagi to the north.

The autumn wind gusts, and the sky is clear.

The **** beside Emperor Zhuang led Mu Huai into the Qianyuan Palace. He personally pushed the wheelchair for Mu Huai with a respectful attitude.

As soon as he entered the hall, Mu Huai smelled the scent of residual wine.

Vaguely, one could still smell the blood.

Emperor Zhuang's complexion was not very good, with dark gray in the pale, sitting in front of the sandalwood case.

Mu Huai sat in a wheelchair and greeted Emperor Zhuang. He used his light to see the silk cloth on the note, which was faintly stained with blood.

Emperor Zhuang should be coughing up blood again.

When Mu Huai was about to inquire about his physical condition, Emperor Zhuang smiled tragically and said gently to Mu Huai: "According to the Taoist priest, the poison on your legs will be fully cured by the end of the year, and you will no longer have to suffer. The sickness and suffering caused by this Gu poison belong to your position, and I will definitely ensure you get it."

After the death of Concubine Xian, Mu Huai had a strange kind of poison in his legs.

Emperor Zhuang searched for a good doctor but couldn't get a cure. Later, when he heard that a Taoist expert in Yu Qingguan could cure doubtful diseases, he quietly sought out that person into the palace to see Mu Huai.

When the expert first saw the young Mu Huai, his eyes were quite deep.

He viewed Mu Huai at a young age, but he looked like an emperor, but his eyes were filled with evil spirits. If such a person becomes a monarch, he will become a brutal and unkind tyrant.

The first emperor Mu You just ended the chaos of the previous dynasty. He didn't want such a peaceful situation to be ruined in Mu Huai's hands, and the people would become bored and hungry.

If Mu Huai's temperament develops for the better, he will be the overlord who kills the decisively and the talents.

If he is so arrogant and pampered by Emperor Zhuang Di Muzhen, it is difficult not to become a generation of stunners who harm the country and the people.

The Master Dedao clarified the stakes. Although there was a way to relieve Mu Huai's Gu, he told Emperor Zhuang that the Gu would not be completely solved until he was 21 years old.

But every year, there will be a few months, Mu Huai's legs can walk freely like ordinary people.

In this way, the master of Dedao hopes that Mu Huai can sharpen his temperament and suppress his cruel temperament in his bones.

Although his favorite son was caught by this strange and tormenting poison, Emperor Zhuang was also fortunate. If it weren't for Mu Huai who had been considered by outsiders to have problems with his legs these years, Li Guifei and Li Rui would only be even more afraid of him.

Mu Huai took advantage of his legs to be temporarily relieved of Gu, and took the Zhuang Emperor's licensed token to go out of the palace during the imperial period, and practiced riding and shooting skills with Yin Cheng in the middle of the night, and then returned to the forbidden city in the early morning of the next day. Go to Hanlin Academy to study after clothes.

Although Mu Huai has been tortured by Gu poison for so many years, he has not lowered his requirements at all. He has just reached the championship at his age now. He is proficient in all kinds of civil and martial arts and possesses all the characteristics of an emperor.

However, that expert's wish has not been realized.

His temperament has not become peaceful because of being trapped by Gu poison, he is still that surly temperament, and his handling of things is both ruthless and extreme.

A fool can understand what Zhuangdi said about talent.

This is the supreme position in the world, he wants to pass it to Mu Huai.

But Mu Huai listened to Emperor Zhuang's tone, but he felt desolate and sometimes unfavorable.

Although he is the parent and child of Emperor Zhuang, his temperament is opposite.

Emperor Zhuang's temperament is called Wen Fang's honesty if it sounds good. If it doesn't sound good, it is cowardice and incompetence. The political state is often controlled by the powerful ministers, and he often hesitates when making decisions.

Thinking of this, Mu Huai looked solemn and asked inexplicably: "Father...what does this mean?"

Emperor Zhuang sighed lightly and looked at Mu Huai, who was in the portrait of Concubine Xian, with a loving, but somewhat helpless tone.

He called Mu Huai's name and said, "Teeth full... I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you in the future..."

It's like I can't protect the concubine.

"...Now the situation in the DPRK and China can be described as tigers and wolves waiting, so you must be strong, and you must not be defeated by those people."

******

When everyone returned to Quyun Palace, it was already dusk, and it was dusk.

Mu Huai had been thinking about what Emperor Zhuang said to him, and couldn't help but lower his eyes and looked at his legs.

He could stand up that day because the medicinal power of Hehuan Powder temporarily broke through the poison on his legs. Starting this morning, he found that his legs began to sink again.

It seems that only at the end of the year will he be able to completely get rid of the heavy wheelchair that shackles him and his immobile legs.

The desperate desire to restore the urgency of the ordinary body, and the long-term depression made Mu Huai's suppressed violent mood gradually.

After returning to the palace, he didn't say a word, but was sitting in a wheelchair silently, staring at the fish in the pond with a slightly stern look in his eyes, his posture was elegant, and he looked like a lazy tiger.

Rong Xi saw something wrong with Mu Huai, his attitude seemed to be mad at any time.

Even the fish in the pond didn't dare to swim to his side, just to say how terrifying this man was.

Although Rong Xi had just taken over Shunfu's errand, the other servants of Quyun Palace were convinced and respectful of Rong Xi, and she didn't feel the effort to control them.

Just before Mu Huai used his supper, he specifically asked the palace ladies and eunuchs who were waiting outside at Quyun Palace to avoid them early, and don't rush to appear in front of Mu Huai.

The people in the palace felt that the atmosphere around them was depressing and terrifying, and hurriedly followed Rong Xi's instructions and hid back into their own penthouse.

Rong Xi trembling his hands, wiped away the disguised things on his face, and according to Mu Huai's previous order, he draped the soft long hair around his waist, wearing only a thin plain white garment, and covering his face with his hands. , Anxiously entered Mu Huai's bedroom.

Floating clouds lingered, Yuehua poured down on the rippling pool water, Quyun Palace was silent.

The candles in the hall were bright, and the food was already arranged in the high places in front of Mu Huai. He did not pick up his chopsticks. He heard the sound of rustling around him. He raised his eyes and looked outside the hall, and saw a petite and beautiful beauty from Came to him secretly.

Rong Xi respected his blessing to Mu Huai and said, "His Royal Highness Wanan."

The voice is still as soft and soft as usual, but Mu Huai is no longer the same as before, feeling that this voice makes him feel uncomfortable.

On the contrary, this voice evacuated the hostility in his heart.

Mu Huai motioned to Rong Xi to walk to his side, and the closer she got to him, the clearer her beautiful appearance.

It doesn't give a half-century powder, but it is extremely gorgeous, and it is also a boundless charm.

This look is placed in the pile of women, it is the eye-catching beauty of the crowd.

Rong Xi quietly looked at Mu Huai's expression, and when he saw his eyebrows stretched slightly, he was bold enough to use his chopsticks to put a piece of simmering sturgeon in the food dish in front of him.

Mu Huai Rong was pale, put the fish that Rong Xi had held for him into his mouth, and said, "Sit down and eat with me."

Rong Xi should be, and then he found a pear wooden drum stool on the side and sat down carefully.

There was a set of sapphire eating utensils in front of her, Mu Huai did not lift his eyes, and ordered: "Eat."

Rong Xi nodded, but sipped the lotus meat in front of him.

Where does she have any appetite?

The whole heart hung in his throat, and for fear that he might make a mistake, Mu Huai dealt with her again.

Mu Huai caught a glimpse of Rong Xi's eating appearance, still looking like a cat eating, he couldn't help but stared, and said solemnly: "Eating so little, don't blame me for not being sympathetic to you after nightfall."

Rong Xi was frightened after listening.

The slender hands holding the chopsticks couldn't help but tremble, but because of Mu Huai's words, the eating speed was obviously faster.

After eating this meal, Rong Xi felt that he would have another few months of life.

After waiting for Mu Huai to rinse his mouth and clean his hands, Rong Xi's petite body trembled at the thought of what was about to happen.

Mu Huai was still sitting in the wheelchair. He glanced at Rong Xi and said unhappyly: "What are you shaking? Cold?"

Rong Xi shook his head: "No...no..."

"Go to the study and rub the ink for me." Mu Huai ordered again.

Seeing that what he was afraid of had not happened, Rong Xi finally let out a sigh of relief.

The night is getting darker.

In the past few days, Rong Xi observed that Mu Huai had to stay in the study for at least two hours each night. The first half of the hour was to post and practice calligraphy, and then he spent the rest of the time reading the scroll, occasionally making comments.

Rong Xi admired Mu Huai's point very much. She thought that the noble lord sitting in his position would be able to squander the day, but Mu Huai's academic efforts were no better than those hard studies and preparations for scientific examinations. The scholars are poor.

He has been pretending to be lame, and he must be dormant and forbearance, keeping a low profile.

Rong Xi used his slender wrist to polish the ink for Mu Huai, and then he backed away, preparing to make tea for him, but saw that today he was looking at not a scroll, but a yellowed sheepskin map.

She glanced, and the word "Jin Country" was written impressively above the map.

It is said that the Jin Kingdom separates the southern corner of the Central Plains. Although the area is small, it cannot be easily attacked because of the natural danger of mountains and rivers.

In recent years, the Jin country has been suffering from frequent floods, and the country has been ill-fed for years. This small country has also given birth to the desire to invade and occupy the territory of the Qi State and frequently disturb the borders of the Qi State.

Rong Xi didn't know why Mu Huai wanted to look at the map, so he put the cooked tea beside Mu Huai and said softly, "...If your Royal Highness is thirsty, use this tea."

Mu Huai whispered: "Yeah."

But I felt that the scent of tea could not conceal the nice and sweet milky scent of the girl in front of me.

His throat became a little dry, and he took a few sips of the tea.

This woman dangled under his eyelids, which would indeed disturb his thoughts.

Then his eyebrows darkened, and seeing that the hour had not arrived, he said to Rong Xi: "Go to the sleeping hall and wait, I'll pass."

Rong Xi's pink fingertips couldn't help but tremble after hearing this.

But she had no choice.

After Ying was, he went to Mu Huai's bedroom almost step by step.

She knelt quietly on the Chinese blanket beside the spacious canopy bed, closing her eyes and calming her mind. After half an hour, Mu Huai finally pushed her wheelchair to this point.

Seeing him holding his arms slightly hard, Rong Xi was a little surprised.

Why can't he leave this leg?

He wanted to help Mu Huai get up from the wheelchair.

However, Mu Huai waved his hand. He forced his arms to stand up from the wheelchair with difficulty, then limped to the bed.

After sitting down, seeing Rong Xi's beautiful eyes in surprise, he sneered and said, "Don't worry, this leg is not good enough, it's more than enough to deal with you."

To deal with the word, a little ambiguous.

Rong Xi's small face blushed, as his chin was getting sharper because of his hair scattered like a waterfall.

When the beautiful eyes flickered, it was delicate and delicate.

Mu Huai silently admired the beauty under the lamp, then opened his lips and ordered her to walk in front of him.

Rong Xi evened out the unsteady breath.

She originally thought that Mu Huai was a person of low passion and desire, but all his current behaviors had nothing to do with this term.

On the contrary, it is acute and heavy |

She walked up to him with difficulty, and Mu Huai motioned with her eyes to let her sit on his lap.

Rong Xi bit his lip and carefully straddled|sit on it as ordered, and the lotus arm grabbed the man's neck.

Mu Huai leaned forward at this moment, just about to hold her soft lips.

Rong Xi hid back subconsciously.

The man plunged into space, his eyebrows darkened, but when he lifted his eyes, he met her scorching tears.

Tears like broken raindrops, clusters across the beauty's cheeks.

Rong Xi was in tears. He thought that Mu Huai would be angry, so he was ready to scold her, but the man clasped her head with his hand, letting her lean against his shoulder.

Rong Xi was stunned and did not dare to move.

After a long while, Mu Huai gently pushed her away.

Seeing that her eyes finally stopped crying, his eyes drooped slightly, and he sighed lightly. His tone was helplessly indulgent, and said: "You really can't do anything about it, can you do it with tears? Just kiss and cry..."