Chen Zixiu now regrets it so much that he wants to die.

However, now he doesn't even have the right to die. It's all my own clumsiness......

Who knew that tyrant would also be able to deceive? When he fought with Meng Huai'an, he was able to put down his body and roll under the bed, and Wei Lan added a lot of lies to the side, deceived Brother Meng and himself, making himself make a wrong judgment later, and also burdened everyone.

At that time, the emperor must have been seriously injured and didn't dare to touch Brother Meng, Wei Lan was not lightly injured, and Brother Meng let it go easily! If you fight to the death regardless of the consequences at that time......

It's a pity that there is no if!

One wrong step, all lost!

Annoyed, he covered his face with his hands, rubbed his palms vigorously on his cheeks, lifted the quilt and went to the ground.

"What are you going to do?" Murong Zhen called Xi'er to serve.

"Go to Liufang Palace, thank the emperor for saving his life." The last few words, said through gritted teeth. In fact, it should be said that the emperor thanked him for not killing. However, he really didn't think that the emperor was giving him grace. There's something scary waiting for you yet! The calmer you are now, the worse the punishment will be in the future! That's a true lunatic!

Murong Zhen was silent, watching him put on his robe and take his fox fur on the side, and when he walked out, he whispered to his side: "That one in Luoyu Hall is now very favored." ”

Chen Zixiu paused and raised his eyes with a hint of puzzlement. "Who?"

"Shen." Murong Zhen made a lip sync.

Chen Zixiu's eyes widened, very surprised.

"Didn't you always refuse?" Shen Yifei is a unique existence in the back garden. First, he is different from other darlings, this product was self-recommended, and he was with the emperor at the beginning, and the prince at that time had nothing to do with him today. After the death of the first emperor, everyone thought that it was just because of the emperor's instructions that the emperor would always raise Shen Gongzi, and he would be eager to start when the filial piety period expired. After all, such a big beauty dangles in front of her every day, and normal men can't hold it, let alone a good man and a perverted tyrant? I don't want to, the emperor has been filial piety for several years, and he really hasn't touched him! The little chamberlain with good deeds once quietly probed the wind, but heard an incredible rumor: Shen Yifei wears filial piety, and it is a heavy filial piety, and he must be banned for at least five years! The emperor actually endured it!

This is so painful that it will follow his mind everywhere, right?

Chen Zixiu couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. I can't imagine that tyrants have such a human side. If Shen Yifei was a woman, the matter between the two would have been rumored to be a good story by the world. Maybe the queen gave it to him too.

It's a pity that it's a man after all. Being trapped in the back and palace is also a no-brainer.

"Looking at his performance, it's not unwilling." Murong Zhen looked at him with a sneer.

Chen Zixiu was silent, his feet did not stop, and he went straight forward.

Seeing the figure that was always so dazzling in the Liufang Palace, everyone was a little stunned.

The emperor leaned on the Luohan couch near the window, with a large autumn fragrance pillow behind him, a large purple embroidered pink peony wide-sleeved cardigan robe, lined with goose yellow rolling ruffle trim middle clothes, inside is a snow-white obscene clothes, the layered and scattered colors are strong and gorgeous, a green silk is simply combed up, a ponytail is tied at the back of the head, a golden hairband is used, and a finger-long hairpin with gold and jade is passed through in the middle, which is simple and neat, and very chic, and it actually makes the gloomy and cold face calm and peaceful, showing the immaturity of the young man.

Everyone has been ignoring that the emperor is only sixteen years old, and even younger than most people in the palace.

However, it is such a young man who has not yet reached the weak crown, killing people like hemp and bloodthirsty.

Chen Zixiu took a deep breath and bowed down.

There were more than a dozen folds on the ground, as well as a few official documents, and there were several piles on the couch, which were not very neat.

Chen Zixiu and Murong Zhen stared at the book that was opened not far in front of him, although he really didn't want to look at it, but he was curious and didn't look away: On it was the passionate and high-spirited wording of Lord Yu Shi Liao's participation in Dong Ge Lao, and the handwriting was very wild.

The two of them quickly lowered their eyes, not daring to look again. Who knows if there will be a ...... of Lao Tzu in them?

"Your Majesty! There are also some here from the previous year. A warm and soft voice came from behind the bookcase, followed by the sound of rustling clothes rubbing against small footsteps, and a sea-blue robe embroidered with silver and white cloud patterns suddenly appeared in the sight of the two, a pair of feet under the robe, wearing strange shoes, only round toes, indigo suede uppers covering the instep, but no back, revealing the white socks of the heels.

The voice......

"Hey, why are you here?"

Shen Yifei hugged a stack of music and folded it over, and was a little surprised to see the person kneeling on the ground.

Chen Zixiu raised his head in surprise and stared at the person standing next to Luohan's couch! The bright sunlight reflected the snow through the double-glazed lattice window, and the light golden light sprinkled on the man, which was a little dazzling, and it was impossible to look at it directly!

Chen Zixiu was inexplicably a little flustered for some reason. Murong Zhen greeted the other party with a smile and said, "The minister is here to serve the emperor." The New Year's affairs were busy, and the ministers were worried that the emperor was tired, so they deliberately learned to knead and press with both hands, hoping to share the emperor's worries. ”

Shen Yifei smiled, silent, turned his eyes, and looked at the person sitting lazily on the couch without saying a word.

Gao Shenghan took the pen, wrote two strokes on the fold, circled two places that he was not satisfied with, closed the fold, and threw it to the other end of the Luohan couch.

She rubbed the corners of her forehead with a headache, and stretched out her hand towards Shen Yifei: "How many more?" ”

"Twenty or thirty copies." Shen Yifei took out a copy of it from the goodness, "Your Majesty, this is the elder of the Dong Pavilion." "This is from the Shen family." "This is an opening to ask for money, and it is used to strengthen the river embankment." "This is the Ministry of Rites inquiring about the arrangements for the Lantern Festival." "This is the wheat planted in the spring, and the seeds are insufficient, so we need to replace it with other grain seeds." "This is an application for the renovation of the royal temple Hokokuji Temple. There are also several eldest princesses and concubines of the first emperor...... Do you follow the old practice or do you add or remove it as appropriate? ”

Gao Sheng's head is big.

"Throw the ginseng on the ground, put the others aside, and plant my share of spring plowing grain first." It's almost spring, and the lack of seeds is a big deal. If you make a mistake, you can't mistake farming!

Chen Zixiu Murong Zhen opened his mouth slightly, looking at the scene in front of him in disbelief.

Shen Yifei kicked his shoes, climbed onto the couch numbly, and sat cross-legged in the middle of the Luohan couch, squeezed very close to the emperor, almost legs against his legs. What's even more incredible is that he has to read each fold of each book before handing it to the emperor and explaining it in detail!

A few more folds were thrown to the ground.

"Why are you in a daze, you don't see that I'm busy? I put the folds on the floor and stacked them under the bookcase. ”

Murong Zhen was like being amnestied, and hurriedly moved. Chen Zixiu glanced at the man sluggishly, bent down, and picked up the nearest one.

This is...... Participate in the excerpt of Jing'an Hou Chen Zhong.

His father......