Chapter 22 It doesn't matter if it's a man

The date of the Great Festival of the Empress Yuan is getting closer and closer.

Shi Zhongyu hesitated for a long time, but still chose to come to Jiusi Temple with a large stack of brochures when the early dynasty had not retreated. It was a Buddhist scripture that she had copied for half a year, although Murong Ke just used this as an excuse to send her to the drunken awakening courtyard, but she really did it seriously. Every day, she writes for an hour, and before that, she has to burn incense and wash her hands, even if she is busy and can't even sleep enough, but she never stops.

She felt that Murong Ke must want to copy Buddhist scriptures for her mother. However, he could not write, and he must have been very sad. She knew his heart, so she did it for him.

"Sister Yinpan, why don't you hand over these copied Buddhist scriptures to Your Highness. On the day of the grand sacrifice of the queen mother, it is convenient for His Royal Highness to be burned in front of the spirit. Shi Zhongyu said with a smile, sighing that he was lucky to meet a gentle and generous silver plate, instead of a spicy light smoke or a cold plain wrap.

"Why didn't Xiaoyu hand it over to His Highness herself?" Yinpan asked with a smile, although he didn't take over, but his tone was very polite.

The situation between Shi Zhongyu and His Royal Highness, outsiders don't know, even Madame Fan suspects that His Royal Highness met with Shi Zhongyu in private, otherwise why would he allocate a courtyard to him alone? But the four maidservants are clear.

I really haven't seen each other for more than half a year, as if His Highness has forgotten the existence of this person. However, His Highness's temper has always been very bad, irritable, and gloomy, and he often sits on the roof, looking in the direction of the drunken courtyard in a daze. This makes it very clear that His Royal Highness is annoyed by Shi Zhongyu, but he can't let go of it in his heart.

None of them can afford to offend such a jade in the stone. After all, they have been waiting for His Highness for seven or eight years, and they have never seen His Highness look like this, which is enough to show the importance of the jade in the stone. However, what happened between Shi Zhongyu and His Royal Highness, no one knows, how dare she take the liberty of accepting what he sent?

"I have to devote myself to copying the scriptures, and only then can I come out. However, His Highness did not go down to court. "The things she soaks in Xishan Hall every day, except for a few people with a heart, will not be noticed, because she has always acted secretly.

"Xiaoyu doesn't know? Your Highness hasn't been to court for a few days, you just put down your things and wait for a while, Your Highness should come back from practicing swords by the lake at this time. The silver plate was smiling.

Shi Zhongyu was in his heart.

is to avoid him, how do you know that he didn't dare to come until he went to court, isn't this the opposite of his wishes? . He said he wouldn't let her appear in front of him again because...... He's going to be crazy. And he is crazy, she can't resist.

"Forget it, the auspicious time for copying the scriptures has arrived, I'd better go first, and I'll call someone to send it over later." She made a casual excuse, turned around and left. However, as soon as she turned around, a figure by the door crashed into the deepest part of her eyes.

The man was wearing a blood-red tight-fitting short suit, without a trace of embroidery, except for a piece of Nine Dragons, there was no ornament on his body, and his long ink-colored hair was tied up high, setting off his tall and vigorous figure, but visually it was still so slender. It was about the time when he returned from sword practice, and the sweat soaked through the fine silk material, sticking to his bulging muscles, forming a special shadow......

Shi Zhongyu's eyes widened involuntarily and held his breath.

I haven't seen him for a long time, and when I miss it occasionally, it seems that even his appearance is blurred, but when I see it again, I find that his shadow is deep in my heart, but it is carved too deeply, so deep that there is no sunlight to see clearly. And this sudden meeting is like a ten-magnitude earthquake in the bottom of the heart, and the whole heart is turned and twisted, and the body is incomplete.

She didn't know that this feeling was even stronger for Murong Ke.

He was really cruel to himself, and he really forced himself not to see that little thing once for more than half a year. Although sometimes, he expects Shi Zhongyu not to be so obedient, it is better to resist him and disobey him as before, and suddenly come to him. And at this time, the sudden reunion felt particularly novel, like a hole in the chest, and all the persistence was lost.

The silver plate was on the side, and when he saw the two of them looking at each other strangely, as if nothing in heaven and earth existed, he simply slipped away, so as not to be affected by anything.

"What are you doing here?" After a while, Murong Ke spoke, his voice was so low that it seemed that he couldn't breathe, "This king said that you are not allowed to appear." ”

"I didn't know His Highness would be there." Shi Zhongyu hurriedly explained, as soon as his hand was weak, those copied Buddhist scriptures almost fell to the ground, "I will disappear immediately, immediately." With that, she ran out in a bit of a panic.

Damn, why is he obedient at this time

Murong Ke's eyes locked on the delicate figure almost greedily. Maybe it's because of urgency, maybe it's because of tiredness, or maybe it's because of something else, two blushes flew on Shi Zhongyu's face, and in this wonderful summer time, it was indescribably moving.

"Stop, you disobeyed the king's orders, do you want to escape punishment?" Murong Ke snorted, his figure shook, and he stopped in front of Shi Zhongyu in a moment.

Shi Zhongyu braked urgently, so he didn't hit it, but the two stood opposite each other, only those ** booklets in between.

She hung her head, waiting for the order of punishment. But she only heard a thin gasp above her head, and then the figure in front of her took a step back, "You...... Let's go. "The voice is contradictory, nasal.

"Your Highness won't punish me?"

"This king said, let you go" Murong Ke was slightly angry.

"Your Highness, please accept this." I turned around a thousand times in my heart, but I only said this sentence.

The paper was very heavy, and even though she often carried books and exercised her arm strength, holding such a pile of things until now, her hands began to sore, and her forehead was slightly sweaty.

And under Murong Ke's eyes, it is her full forehead, because of the angle of the sun, people can see a layer of fluff, so cute that they want to kiss it.

"What is this?" Flipping it over slightly, the hairpin flower is as delicate as the person in front of him, with wind and bones, and there is stubbornness and unyielding in the roundness.

"The Buddhist scriptures I copied for the queen mother." Shi Zhongyu said respectfully.

Murong Ke smiled coldly, "Throw it away, there are many people who do this for the Empress Yuan." Most of the ladies and ladies in Beijing wrote more than ten or twenty books to express their grief. In fact, who really misses the Empress Yuan, what they want is just to make a show. ”

"I mean it." Shi Zhongyu listened to his indifferent tone with sadness, his heart and eyes were hot, and he said hurriedly, "I know that His Highness has Yuan Hou in mind, so I copy it with His Highness's mind, and every time I study ink, I have to drip blood from my fingertips to express the pain in my heart." ”

Murong Ke's heart sank, and he subconsciously grabbed Shi Zhongyu's hands. The carefully copied Buddhist scriptures suddenly fell to the ground, like an unexpected heavy snowfall.

Shi Zhongyu wanted to hide, but Murong Ke's strength was too great, and his palm was too hot, which seemed to stick all her cold little hands that were shocked by the sudden meeting. Ren looked at the ten-fingered fingertips almost ignorantly, and then pasted them on the handsome face.

Her fingertips were full of pinholes, and his heart tightened, "Do you think about this king when you copy **?" ”

"Yes." She replied in a daze.

"Do you really mourn Empress Yuan, my mother?" He asked, similarly confused.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"Because I thank Empress Yuan, thank you wholeheartedly." Shi Zhongyu's vision was a little blurry, "Thank you for giving birth to Your Highness." ”

"Who cares? My birth. ”

"I care. Whether His Highness is important to others or not, I don't know. But without His Highness, I would not have been able to live in peace until now, living a life of abundant food and clothing. Therefore, the birth of His Royal Highness is my happiness. ”

Murong Ke shuddered.

She shouldn't be touched, because once ... [This chapter is not finished, please click on the next page to continue reading!] ］