Chapter 110: It's a pity for the rest of my life

"You're right. Shuhua is really single-minded about me. We are, indeed, a good match. ”

Murong Hao laughed, his smile was both complacent and sweet, as well as a bit of showing off and warning, as well as being vigilant.

Mu Yusheng noticed this complex and subtle change.

He wrote: "So, what does His Highness say to Shuhua? ”

Murong Hao said solemnly: "I am willing to give everything for her." Everything, do you know what's included? Rest? ”

Mu Yusheng shook his head.

"Everything is, everything is everything, I just want her. I was born for her. ”

Murong Hao smiled and raised a precious mutton fat jade cup, "Look, this cup is as gorgeous as everything I have, if you need to ......"

He let go and let the jade cup fall and shatter.

"They can all be destroyed, and none of them matter. Do you understand? Rest? ”

Murong Hao approached Mu Yusheng with a sincere expression: "Do you see my determination?" You're going to fulfill us, aren't you? ”

Mu Yusheng nodded heavily.

He knew that he couldn't stay in the East Palace anymore, and he had become a thorn in Murong Hao's heart.

"For the rest of your life, don't be afraid, don't listen to their instigation, I will always be good to you, let's still protect Shuhua together like before, okay?"

Murong Hao stayed with him for dinner, kept saying how grateful he was to him, and described a lot of bright futures, including letting his children recognize him as a stepfather and provide for him in the future.

Mu Yusheng had no appetite, but he could only numbly stuff food into his mouth, he ate and ate, and the attendants looked at each other.

The attendant was afraid that he would eat his body, so he planned to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Murong Hao: "He hasn't eaten all night and is hungry." Such a smart person will not break himself. ”

An attendant sent a pair of socks: "It was made by Miss Shu for His Royal Highness, saying that it was not done well, so don't dislike it." ”

"How could I dislike it?" Murong Hao laughed: "I don't lack socks, what I lack is her heart." Right? Rest? ”

Mu Yusheng nodded with a smile, held his stomach, and got up with difficulty to say goodbye.

Murong Hao said tolerantly: "Go ahead, have a good rest, you don't have to be on duty these days." ”

Mu Yusheng walked back to the small courtyard where he lived with difficulty, and as soon as he stepped through the door, he vomited uncontrollably.

He vomited until tears flowed down his face, and quickly cleaned it up before the next person heard it.

It's already like this, and you can't be disliked for anything else.

He sat on the stone steps until evening, and then got up and went inside, ready to leave a book without saying goodbye.

But the room was in shambles, and all his manuscripts were missing.

He panicked and was busy telling Murong Hao.

The servant stopped him: "Your Highness said that you have injuries on your body, and you should rest in peace." ”

Mu Yusheng gestured anxiously, saying that he was in a hurry and had to see Murong Hao immediately.

The servant locked the door firmly: "You can write it down, and the servant will send it to you for you." ”

Of course, this kind of thing can't be written down.

At the same time, Mu Yusheng realized that he was under house arrest.

He wanted to laugh a little, the plan of the six princes and others was successful after all.

But even if there are no six princes and others, sooner or later there will be such a day.

He didn't hold out any longer and quietly returned to his room.

He was confined to this palm-sized courtyard for three whole months, with poor food and clothing, and he was hungry all day long.

He had fantasized that Shuhua hadn't seen him for so long, and if he would come here to find out.

But it didn't.

She had completely forgotten about him.

All the people in this world have forgotten him.

No one cares if he lives or dies.

The first snow, the cold wind.

Mu Yusheng sat in the snow, blankly scratched the hundredth scar on his leg, and then stared at the wound bleeding and coagulation.

Suddenly, he heard the bell ringing.

One after the other, endlessly.

Miserable cries rang out, and hurried footsteps came and went.

He panicked, banged the door, and asked the servant who was guarding him what had happened.

The servant said impatiently: "Your Majesty has died!" It's a mess in the house, so don't add to the chaos! ”

Mu Yusheng was taken aback, and asked the old emperor how he died, it was too sudden!

At the harvest festival celebration three months ago, the old emperor was still vigorous, and he usually didn't hear of any serious illness.

"I'm too busy to take care of myself, and I'm still in the mood to take care of these things?"

The servants did not hide their disgust and contempt.

"Your Highness doesn't like you anymore, don't you understand? What kind of master book do you really think you are? ”

Mu Yusheng smiled faintly.

When the servant saw that he was smiling strangely, he felt terrible, and simply poured a bucket of cold water on his head.

He was drenched and stood stiff in the snow.

The servant said in disgust: "Why don't you die?" It's all like this, and it's still relying on immortality! After I die, I will be freed, and I will not be dragged down to be here all day to guard you! ”

Someone silently climbed into the wall, slashed the servant's neck, and then grabbed him.

"Mu Gongzi, Murong Hao plotted against his father and killed him in Beijing, we were sent by the Wind and Rain Order to save you."

Mu Yusheng had no choice but to be taken away by the other party.

The man was a very powerful monk, and he jumped and flew on the high walls of the capital like a whirlwind on his back, so that he could see the situation in the capital.

Everywhere there were soldiers and horses, iron horses, and white lanterns everywhere.

The old emperor is really dead.

The monk sent him to a private house, where the five princes were waiting for him.

"This is admirable, and it is a pity for the rest of my life. I heard that Mu Yusheng is not your original name, but you changed it yourself? Are you called this name because of Shuhua? ”

Mu Yusheng didn't want to answer this question, he was eager to know if the old emperor was killed by Murong Hao.

The fifth prince said lightly: "That's right, it was Lao Qi who did it." The old man knew about his theft of your poems to deceive Shuhua, and the old man didn't plan to do anything to him, but just asked, so he jumped over the wall in a hurry and killed the king and his father. ”

Mu Yusheng remembered the smashed mutton fat jade cup.

His throat was tight, his chest ached, and what Murong Hao said was all true.

The fifth prince didn't say much to him: "I have to go, and if the seventh finds out that I'm not there, he will have to kill me." You can stay here with peace of mind and will nourish your body and live well. ”

Mu Yusheng drew a "six" character.

The fifth prince showed a trace of sadness: "It's been two months since the sixth child fell drunk and fell into an idiot. Lao Qi is a poisonous snake, and he doesn't know who he will bite in the next bite. Let's all ask for more blessings. ”

That night, a fire broke out in the East Palace, burning half of the sky.

said that the three princes were plotting rebellion, and they wanted to assassinate the prince but failed, and they were ambushed.

The whole city searched for the remnants of the three princes, and there were monks who patrolled and searched the sky above the capital with magic weapons.

Mu Yusheng lived in the cellar and escaped repeated searches.

It was three months before he came out of the cellar.

At this time, it was already March, peach and willow green, and he didn't dare to open his eyes with his face covered, for fear of being blind.

The fifth prince said: "The seventh has ascended the throne, and now, he is going to officially welcome Shuhua into the palace, do you have any ideas?" (End of chapter)