Chapter 167: Zimu's bitter heart
"You're so generous. Pen % fun % pavilion www.biquge.info" Hua Muhan hooked his lips and smiled.
Chang Ting looked at him, "You won't be upset, will you?" I didn't even ask for your permission. ”
Hua Muhan looked up at the roof, a strange light flashed in his eyes, and he gritted his teeth and smiled, "You did a good job." ”
After the two freshened up, Changting ran to the courtyard and pestered Hua Muhan and Chenyan to practice swords with her, although she was destined to be defeated repeatedly, she still insisted on losing again and again.
Qingqing cooked the meal and delivered it to the pavilion, and the dust and smoke also retreated with interest.
"Hua Muhan, you know that Sun Quan is a spy, why do you keep him and make him the chief manager?" Chang Ting asked while immersing himself in eating.
Hua Muhan took a handkerchief to wipe the soup on the corner of her mouth, and said truthfully: "He is the Empress Dowager Dong's person, and he can't move easily." ”
"Oh, that's right." Chang Ting nodded.
"You eat slowly, okay? Why every time I eat, it's like seeing an enemy? Hua Muhan couldn't help but speak.
Chang Ting pouted in displeasure, and his speed dropped sharply, "You've never said that before, are you disgusted that my eating appearance is too rude?" ”
Hua Muhan smiled helplessly and grabbed her hand, "Where do I dislike you, I am afraid that you will be choked." I didn't talk about you before, I treated you as a man, but now I don't have to pity you. ”
"Hua Muhan, you ...... I mean, is Empress Dowager Xia good to you? ”
"You're worried about me, aren't you?" Hua Muhan did not answer the rhetorical question.
"Knowingly asked." Changting glanced at him, then put some green vegetables in front of him, "Try this dish, Qingqing is the best." ”
Hua Muhan's heart was suddenly sprinkled with a piece of sunshine, "It's time for me to go to the court, you obediently continue to prepare gifts." ”
Chang Ting lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the reluctance inside, and reminded him uneasily, "Don't forget what I said last night, before the throne is solid, you must not relax the guards of Kaiyang." ”
Hua Muhan got up, turned behind her, leaned over to hug her, rested his chin on one of her shoulders, and whispered softly, "If you really don't worry about me, just move to Yangyuan Hall and protect me personally." ”
Changting pursed his lips and said with a mischievous smile, "Beautiful you, I can't just ask anyone to move." ”
Hua Muhan couldn't help but smile and put a kiss on her cheek, reluctantly let go of her arm, and walked outside the Yunqi Courtyard.
From beginning to end, he didn't answer whether Chang Ting, the Empress Dowager Xia, who was his nominal adoptive mother, was good to him......
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At noon, the Yunqi Five and Xiao Feibai were taking a lunch break, while Changting was flipping through a lot of books and taking a lot of notes in the pavilion.
The figure on the wall flashed, and Yan Zimu had already flown and landed outside the pavilion.
Chang Ting raised his eyes and glanced at him, covered his notes with a book, jumped up happily, jumped in front of him at once, and said with a grin: "Senior brother, why did you jump over the wall?" If you're in such a hurry to see me, do you want to give me something good? ”
As she spoke, her dark eyes began to spin around on a delicate small wooden box that Zimu was holding in her arms.
Zi Mu still had a serious face, frowned and walked towards the pavilion, "No matter how nonsense you are, there should be a degree, let the five of them take turns guarding the door, always lock it or you go to open the door yourself, isn't it suspicious." ”
"I know, I know, let me see, what did you bring me?" Chang Ting couldn't wait to snatch the box in his arms.
Zimu raised his hand and said in a deep voice: "Sit down first and listen to me say a few words." ”
Although Changting was reluctant, he immediately sat obediently next to him obediently, and listened carefully to the lecture as a primary school student.
"What happened last night, presumably the emperor told you all the truth......
Changting lowered his head and smiled, where did that man come to talk about some big truth, it was clear that he was here to play a scoundrel.
Zimu's expression was solemn, and she sat upright, making her uncontrollable as if listening to the "leader's" lecture, and straightened her upper body.
"But Senior Brother still wants to remind you that the emperor treats you very differently. I have followed him since I was a child, working as a personal guard for him, and I have never seen him suffer so much. ”
"Really......" Changting lowered his eyes and whispered, his heart complicated.
"He cares about your safety and your feelings, although he can't come to see you in the past six months, but every time we come back to Yunqi Courtyard, he will let us repeat what you say and do word for word."
Chang Ting secretly clenched his hands on his knees, and the sweetness was sour.
"He is very restrained, going to other concubines, it's like a routine, in fact, it's a routine, at least, in the eyes of me and Chenyan, it's like this. He has to deal with a lot of government affairs every day, so he can only sleep very little at night. Do you know what he does most often besides being busy with government affairs? ”
Chang Ting shook his head blankly, "In the past, when he was in the flower garden, he was either reading, practicing swords, or doing handicrafts......"
Zi Mu sighed lightly, "He's either playing with the wooden wrench in his hand, or looking at a stack of drawing paper, don't think about it, Dusty and Yan both know it, it's your masterpiece." ”
Changting pursed his lips and stole fun, he didn't expect that Master Baili's masterpiece was so lovely.
"And that crumbby pottery bowl on the table, he ......"
"Senior brother, please pay attention to your words, why is it clumsy, I still plan to give you and the second senior brother one each......" Chang Ting didn't dare to blow up his hair with Yan Zimu, and he was suffocated like a little daughter-in-law.
Zimu smiled helplessly.
What a sin, why did the master accept such two unreliable junior disciples for himself, uh, no, it's a junior brother and a junior sister.
"And that rough ...... That clay bowl, which he uses every day to drink tea, is really too ...... Too ...... not to be "Zi Mu bitterly thinks about the appropriate word.
"I told him to let him use it as a rice bowl...... Chang Ting couldn't help but cover his mouth and be happy, thinking about him as an emperor, using such a big pottery bowl to drink tea, it was really personal.
"It's fun!" Zimu Shen scolded with a heavy face.
Chang Ting immediately smiled, straightened his face, and sat up straight, "Yes, it's my fault, it's my craftsmanship that is too poor, I'll try to correct it." ”
"You're really heartless, just like An Lan." Zimu's face hated that iron could not become steel, "Who said that your craftsmanship is too bad?" Senior brother means that the emperor is good to you, and now he can't accompany you all the time because he is afraid that you will be hurt. It's not that you haven't seen the battle of the women in this palace, that's really ......"
Zimu hesitated and couldn't go on, for fear that if he didn't say it well, it would have the opposite effect.
"I understand, I don't blame him for not coming to see me." Changting muttered quietly.
That's not what Senior Brother is trying to say. Senior brother wants to say, don't be too willful, you shouldn't have messed around in public like that last night. Senior brother knows that you mean well, but you can secretly say those words to the emperor in private, don't push yourself to the cusp. ”
(To be continued.) )