I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 124 Going to see Master Zhang

After He Lianchuan came out of the dark room, the illness that had tormented him for almost a month was completely healed. His exquisite and profound beauty was like a spring breeze, his clear light blue eyes shone brightly, and the dark breath disappeared without a trace. .

The Praying Rain Palace where He Lianjing lives is very close to the Zichen Palace. He wants to become stronger and protect his relatives. Apart from studying, he practices martial arts every day, and occasionally teaches Xiaotang how to write in his spare time.

After He Lianchuan was busy with government affairs, he would often come to teach He Lianjing in person.

Realizing that his identity is not simple, the palace guards and servants of Qiyu Palace took good care of him.

Heitan is rather boring, he waits at the gate of the palace every day, wanting to go out to play, but he is worried about He Lianjing.

He Lianchuan received Mu Shiyu's letter, took the letter to the Palace of Praying Rain, and told He Lianjing that she was still alive.

"I knew my mother was fine! She will come back intact, and I will wait for her obediently!" He Lianjing was very happy, and he clenched his fists to suppress the emotion of crying with joy.

Xiaotang, who was standing beside her, couldn't help rubbing the corners of her wet eyes.

He Lianchuan carefully folded the letter paper, looked at He Lianjing, and reached out to hug him.

He Lianjing is smart and sensible, with a maturity that does not match his age.

Everything can be taught, and he can draw inferences from one instance, and even know how to deal with the relationship with the palace guard and servant, which is much better than when he was a child.

Today, He Lianchuan did not assign any more tasks to He Lianjing, left the Palace of Praying for Rain, and walked towards Zichen Palace.

"Your Majesty, what should we do with those people in Yuefu Palace?" Chang Gongjian, who was guarding the entrance of Zichen Palace, saw that His Majesty was in a good mood, so he dared to speak out what had been on his mind.

Ever since he learned that His Majesty didn't torture anyone from the Que Palace, the Leren from Yuefu Palace tried their best to see him.

Although His Majesty just sat on the high platform and listened to them playing the piano, their god-like faces made them unforgettable, and they hoped to be favored by him and change from musicians to his concubines.

It doesn't matter even if the status is low, I fantasize about being favored by him.

But time passed slowly, and the musicians in the Yuefu Palace hadn't seen His Majesty for four months. They practiced piano and dance facing the palace wall every day, looking at the hopeless future, they had the will to live and die.

Although the life of rich clothes and good food is boring, it is a life that the happy people in the brothel outside can't ask for. Very few people pretend to want to die, hoping to attract His Majesty's attention by this trick.

He Lianchuan forgot that there is also a palace of music symbols, and without a single pause in his pace, he said coldly:

"Secretly send them to the newly opened Linxian Pavilion in Qingzhou, and they will be tortured to death by me in the open, otherwise the ministers want to send their daughters to the palace."

Ten years ago, when He Lianchuan returned to Snow Country, he saw the aloof empress. There were countless beautiful men in the harem. Those men tried their best to let her stay overnight in the palace. Even thinking about it now, I still feel sick.

No matter how the world looks at him, anyway, his body is only allowed to be touched by Mu Shiyu, and only Mu Shiyu can touch him.

The Golden Crow Guard landed in the Zichen Palace, but they still haven't found out where Mu Qiyin and Jiang Shi are hiding, as if they disappeared out of thin air.

He Lianchuan gripped the letter paper tightly, thinking that Mu Shiyu was ready to abandon him before the southern tour, and there was really a way to make him never find it again, his heart felt as if being pricked by a needle again and again, endlessly pain.

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In Beijing Palace, Mu Shiyu taught Zhong Ye how to massage his legs.

There are doctors who are more powerful than her in the palace, and there are many servants who take care of He Lianjing, just go there every day to take a look, and she doesn't need to do it herself.

Yuchi Zhijun arranged Mu Shiyu's room in the mansion, and after waiting for a long time, he still didn't see her appear at the gate of the city lord's mansion, so he went out in a carriage to pick up Mu Shiyu himself.

Haven't seen each other for three years, good wine and good food are prepared, planning to have a long talk all night, after learning that she has a sweetheart, there is no more ready-to-see man to accompany her, drunkenly asked:
"Hao Shiyu, tell me, who is the future husband?"

Mu Shiyu took a shallow sip, remembering the words He Lianchuan stubbornly wrote in her hand in the dream, and smiled very dotingly and gently. Seeing that she was already drunk, she bluntly said:
"North Emperor."

"You think beautifully, but the color makes you dizzy?"

Yuchi Zhijun covered his stomach and bent over laughing.

Soon she couldn't laugh anymore, it was clear that Mu Shiyu would not joke about this kind of thing, with an expression of "are you overthinking it?", she asked tremblingly:
"it is true?"

Mu Shiyu drank very little, looked clear, nodded, and then changed the subject:

"By the way, Zhijun, why did you marry two husbands? You still have twins."

Yuchi Zhijun drank, although he was shocked, but was quickly diverted by Mu Shiyu, and said innocently:
"Ah Fei was the only one when he was dug out from the dead on the battlefield. Who knew that when he was opened, there was another Ayang underneath."

She took a sip from the wine bottle, leaned closer to Mu Shiyu, and said in a little confusion: "Actually, I don't know who I like, and both of them like me, so I took them all."

Everyone is happy, why not?
It's not like she can't afford it.

"It's not surprising that twins fall in love with the same person." Mu Shiyu snatched her wine bottle and poured a glass for them.

She didn't know anything about other people's feelings, so she didn't dare to point out too much.

"The last cup, drink it and sleep."

Yuchi Zhijun looked at the wine glass, did not know what he thought of, tears fell like rain, and said bitterly:
"Shiyu, my father thought that A Fei and A Yang were soldiers from the enemy country. While I was away, he gave them medicine. Although it didn't affect the intercourse, I couldn't give birth to their children in my life."

"Is there such a thing?" Mo Shiyu almost choked on the wine, no matter how unbelievable, the person who poured the medicine was her own father, she really didn't know what to say.

"Why?" Yuchi Zhijun cried for a long time lying on the table, and finally fell asleep.

Mu Shiyu called A Fei and A Yang, and asked them to carry her back.

Looking at their backs, thinking that the city lord would do such a thing, he could no longer stay in peace and returned to the Beijing Palace.

The Tianshan Mountains stretch for thousands of miles, like a huge sword lying between the snow city and the frozen sea outside, not all of them are covered with snow, and the location of the Tianshi Mansion is in a zone with a suitable temperature.

In front of Tianshi Mansion is a grassland, and behind it is a lake that is bigger than Tianchi in Yincang Snow Mountain, which is as beautiful as a fairyland.

Mu Shiyu pushed Helian Jing's wheelchair and walked on the grassland. From a distance, he saw Zhang Tianshi sitting cross-legged by the lake fishing.

The 99-year-old Zhang Tianshi is wearing a purple Taoist robe, and his white hair is neatly tied on the top of his head with a mahogany hairpin.

Mu Shiyu secretly sighed: I finally saw a strong man whose appearance and age match!Otherwise, she would really think that cultivating the Tao can lead to immortality.

National teacher Ling Yu is just white-haired and childlike, with a ruddy complexion like a young man's.

Xun Wu's appearance was too much, and so was He Lianjing, who was at least 40 years old, but looked only a few years older than He Lianchuan.

(End of this chapter)