Mu Churan couldn't understand why the Duan Mansion, which was so high-spirited and bright in the past, was now prodigal and romantic, and the county lord pretended to be innocent.

Even if he is the Ninth Five-Year Supreme, he has some relatives at this moment. If this situation is due to the fact that the empty shell under the prestige of the relatives is unbearable, then what if he gives the Duan family a chance?

Fengguo's visit to such a grand event related to the diplomatic relations between the two countries should have been presided over by the imperial family, but because Duan Heng had been reluctant to participate in political affairs, and there was no suitable candidate in the court, Mu Churan did not force it again.

Now that the Fengguo delegation is about to arrive in the imperial capital, Mu Churan was originally prepared to let Shen Suhang, the secretary of Honglu Temple, take full responsibility for this matter. At this moment, Duan Heng's nature is very similar to Shen Suhang, and it is unknown whether the two may have similar interests. Even if you can't make friends, it won't cause too much friction after all.

After making the above guesses at this time, Mu Churan had already made up his mind, so he no longer hesitated. Otherwise, if it is delayed until tomorrow morning, I will have to listen to those courtiers arguing and delay things.

The gold-painted palace bowl was put aside by Mu Churan, and before he got up and returned to the case, he drafted the will of Duan Heng to preside over the reception of the Fengguo delegation and Shen Suhang to assist him. Considering that Duan Heng would not come to the court, Mu Churan specially instructed Gonggong Liu to go to King An's mansion tomorrow to announce the decree.

All the foreshadowing has been settled, and the string that has been tight in Mu Churan's mind has loosened slightly. At this moment, he also felt a little tired, and ordered Gonggong Liu to turn off the lights and take the palace people to retreat and prepare to go to bed.

The imperial study room suddenly darkened, and even though Mu Churan was tired, he didn't feel sleepy for a while because he had just used a bowl of bird's nest porridge. It just so happened that he could see a corner of the stars outside the window from the couch, and Mu Churan simply lay there and looked at the stars.

At this moment, a midnight breeze blew outside the window, as if it had scratched the softest place in Mu Churan's heart.

Mu Churan previously felt that Duan Heng only cared about receiving a beautiful favor, but he didn't know if he was so romantic and whether he had loved anyone. Looking back at his years, whether it was the young emperor at that time or the king of the world now, it seems that he has never loved anyone, and he doesn't even have a special liking and care.

The palace is indeed the pinnacle of Da Yin's power, and even every trace of favor here is easy to carry the enthusiasm and madness of power, which is the most taboo for the royal family. Although Mu Churan was in the game, he also saw it.

I remember that the first person I was slightly attached to was my own nurse and mother, and the queen mother was noble and would not feed me personally. She took care of herself for seven years in place of her mother, and she was too young to really protect her, so she bluntly showed that she was closer to her than her mother.

In this way, most of the people who have a direct impact on the prince will not end well. Later, the mother really found an excuse at random and gave her a white silk.

Since then, Mu Churan's last remaining attachment to women has disappeared with the death of her grandmother. At that time, when he was young, what he lacked was not any care, but a mother's real love for her son, which was shared by the queen mother back then.

And now, he is a genius, and what he lacks is naturally not a woman, but a sincere and sincere love. Mu Churan knew that it was impossible, but he was still using the power of a king to maintain his wait-and-see attitude against all odds, and tried to postpone the arrival of the day when he took the concubine.

But at this moment, what made Mu Churan cry and laugh was that someone had sent twelve Meiji to him. Thinking of the person's casual and calm appearance, I couldn't get angry.

But then he got playful, and he teased him in this imperial study. Speaking of which man is a boy and a girl, his bones are also very delicate, and he didn't lose anything when he stood with the twelve fat and thin Meiji of Yanhuan behind him, which made him feel a little strange for a while.

Mu Churan has known for many years that people's words are terrifying, and only that anger can turn into a sword and kill people, but he still can't help but want to see Xiao He.

The world often talks about men and women's defense, and I have never heard of any men and women who are not in their hearts. Mu Churan said with a smile, Xu is thinking too much, Xiao He is my Hanlin Academy's chosen servant, in order to fulfill his duty as a courtier, he naturally has to follow me all the time. Is there love or not, and what does it matter? The left and right are just a few kings and ministers, and they are just empty names in ancient times.

Mu Churan looked at that round of Yue'er, and thought of that person's skinny body. The lingering figure in his head disturbed his heart, so he simply closed his eyes and stopped looking.

I must have been alone for too long to be so disturbed tonight. I don't know when God will be able to give me a good marriage? Let all these clouds disturb and obscure the confusion and fragmentation of the eyes.

Mu Churan was also surprised by his thoughts at the moment, the first time he considered marriage for more than 20 years, was it for that person at this time? At this time, he pressed down those unbelievable and inexplicable feelings and forced himself to sleep.

In the dead of night, the candle shadow is red.

The person on the couch breathed shallowly and seemed to have fallen asleep.

However, in the dream of the Son of Heaven, someone was whispering.

"There are flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, cool breeze in summer, and snow in winter. If you can be the idle thing on the tip of my heart, it doesn't matter if there is no good time in the world. ”

On the morning of the second day, Xiao He woke up late, and when he opened his eyes, it was almost the end of the hour. When I finished washing up and was eating, the little guy who had received Duan Heng's favor yesterday presented a plate of kumquats, which were golden in color and fragrant, which was the authentic kumquat of Fengguo.

Xiao He remembered that in the past few days, he and Duan Heng were better at eating oranges than eating melon seeds, wasn't that basket almost gone yesterday?

This little guy is also a visionary. While nodding his head, he explained to Xiao He as if offering a treasure.

"Don't be surprised, this kumquat is the one Duan Shizi knocked on the door and handed to the villain last night. Shizi said that it was very difficult to buy, and he had to get these after a long time. Speaking of which, the villain knows that the adult likes to eat this, and he pays attention when he goes out.

But the streets are full of small oranges in Gui'an Qingchi, sour and astringent, and the villain has searched for many times but has not seen anyone selling this Fengguo kumquat. Anyway, this noble man has a way to ......"

Xiao He heard that he was later talking about how hard he was looking for kumquat for his master, so he didn't bother to listen to it. But what does this balance mean? Come and don't be rude, even though he is a wounded, it is difficult to accept his actions. The relationship between two men is so close, is it difficult for him to be a good person?

"I was so tired today that I woke up late. I don't know if Duan Shizi has been here this morning? Xiao He brushed the tips of the floating hair on it with the lid of the teacup, and asked the little guy unintentionally.

Hearing this, the little guy hurriedly turned the words that he couldn't hold back before, and replied to his master's words.

"The prince came early two days ago, and he was waiting for you in the mansion when he first arrived. Today...... I didn't come. ”

Xiao He nodded. Although Duan Heng is a master who likes to go out at night and fool around, he is also a sleepy person, he can't say that he hasn't woken up yet, and it is reasonable that he hasn't come to find himself yet. But thinking about the fact that he was bored a few days ago and came to tell him a story, it really relieved his own fatigue.

It doesn't matter how Xiao He guesses here, King An's Mansion is a bit of a fryer.

Over the years, there have naturally been fathers-in-law who have boarded the door of this palace with the will of the Son of Heaven. But most of them are just during the New Year's holidays, and the father-in-law in the palace takes the gifts that His Majesty gives to the emperor's relatives and relatives, and it is just a routine.

On a day like this when there was no success before and no festival after the festival, the red man Liu Gonggong in front of His Majesty came to announce the decree, which was really the first time in King An's Mansion.

Princess An couldn't figure out whether the purpose brought by Gonggong Liu was sad or happy. But when it comes to worrying, she is now more worried about this daughter who does not take things seriously.

Although his son has been playing the world all these years, he has been unbridled and unrestrained, and he is unwilling to take on the prestige of his former husband, which has been criticized by the world for many years. But since the death of her husband, she, as a mother, does not want her son to take his life to bet on this country again, even if it is her own sister's family, she is unwilling.

Besides, Heng'er seems to be doing things absurdly, but in fact, his subordinates have their own proportions, and they were good brothers of the emperor's classmates in the early years, so there should be nothing wrong.

On the contrary, it was this daughter who made Princess An quite uneasy. When Duan Shengyi was born, the entire Duan family was in the period when they were quickly listed among the nobles. My daughter has been flattering since she was a child, and she has been saying good things.

Since she and her husband hadn't asked too much about her brother's growth before, it was precisely this place that had suffered from the evils, and when she and Duan Lang realized this, Sheng Yi's pretense could no longer be reversed.

Outsiders may only say that this county lord is not the same on the outside, but he is a mother and understands that Sheng Yi has no strategy in his head, and he only judges things based on his love and hatred.

Although she is slightly similar to the princess of the royal family, Mu Qingwan still cherishes the royal face anyway. But when she came to Sheng Yi, such a rough temperament was naturally difficult to match her noble status as the county lord, and she had to make a lot of jokes.

When Gonggong Liu saw Princess An, who was a sister to the Queen Mother, his attitude was naturally respectful. After asking a few good questions, I got straight to the point.

"The old slave is also doing things for His Majesty today, I don't know if Duan Shizi is in the house today?" Gonggong Liu smiled humbly.

When Princess An saw that he had such an attitude towards herself, she knew that it was not a tricky thing to do. A slight smile appeared on his graceful and dignified face, and he nodded his head in thanks. While ordering the maid to serve tea to Father-in-law Liu, he ordered the maid to invite the son.

Duan Shengyi, who was standing on the side, saw Gonggong Liu, and thought that the emperor's cousin he loved had something to give to him, so he sat on the seat under his mother with tea, without saying a word.