I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 183
Although the size of the imperial palace is large, except for the major palaces of the former dynasty, the harem is almost full of gardens of different sizes.

Among them, Tianshuibi Garden ranks second in terms of area. It is very close to the Zichen Hall, which handles political affairs. The entrance is planted with dense Shengyin bamboo, which is the first choice for building a small paradise.

"Here, the hot spring can be diverted." Mu Shiyu pointed at the scroll, and the more he talked, the more excited he became, as if he had forgotten that there was a King of Jingjing beside him.

The forgotten King of Beijing Jing with a black face, controlled the wheelchair and came to the stone table, glanced at the layout of the palace, and said:
"Wangfu is very close to Donglinmen. It is more convenient to enter from here than Qianwumen. I will go to the palace to teach Ah Jing in the future. Tianshuibi Garden is big enough, can you save me a place?"

The prince couldn't live in the palace, he ran back and forth to match He Lianjing's time, hoping to have a place to rest in the palace during the day.

He Lianchuan frowned slightly. The purpose of his construction of Xanadu was to not disturb outsiders, but he also didn't want to upset King Beijing because of this matter.

Mu Shiyu understood what He Lianchuan was thinking. After her accident, King Beijing was willing to endure the strange looks from his officials when they looked at his legs, and managed the court and handled political affairs for He Lianchuan.

When He Lianchuan came back, King Beijing Jing returned all the power to him without hesitation, and supported him in announcing He Lianjing's identity, perfectly solving the worries of the two of them.

King Bei Jing treated the two of them wholeheartedly, and if Ruohe Lianchuan didn't even agree to this request, he really couldn't get over the test in his heart.

In the end, Mu Shiyu and He Lianchuan decided to build a bamboo house next to the bamboo forest. They had to go through the bamboo forest to get to the interior of Taoyuan, and it was very close to the Praying Rain Palace where Ah Jing was.

He Lianjing is the heir to the throne and needs to learn a lot.

After all, they are all in the same palace, and they can be seen anytime they want.

The next day morning ended, Mu Shiyu and He Lianchuan went into Tianshuibi Garden together to discuss the details of building Taoyuan.

"The bed should be higher." Mu Shiyu made a suggestion very seriously: "The hot spring needs to be well designed, otherwise it will be easy to slip."

He Lianchuan wrote down what she said, and when he remembered something, he looked back at Supervisor Fu Gong who was listening.

Fu Gongjian suddenly realized that he shouldn't be here to disturb the two of them.

With cold sweat dripping from his forehead, he immediately returned to the entrance of the bamboo forest and ordered Shen Wuwei to seal off the garden and not allow anyone to approach.

There is a hole in the rockery in the garden. Mu Shiyu stood inside and felt it, and found that the cold wind cannot blow here, and it is still warm in winter and cool in summer.

She walked for a while, feeling a little hot, untied her thick cloak and put it on the jade table, saying:
"This rockery is very good. You don't need to touch it. You can enjoy the coolness in it in summer."

Mountains and rivers are paradise.

"it is good."

The space in the rockery is limited, and He Lianchuan stood in front of Mu Shiyu, a head taller than her, feeling full of oppression.

Mu Shiyu's breath was full of ambergris and fragrance from his body, and his heartbeat speeded up inexplicably.

She raised her eyes to meet his burning gaze, her breathing was slightly stagnant, and she forgot what to say.

The quieter the air, the more palpitating.

He Lianchuan propped his hands on the jade table, holding her in his arms, and his aggressive eyes reminded her of when she was at the inn.

Mu Shiyu thought that He Lianchuan wanted to take revenge for what she did last time, but who knew that He Lianchuan just kissed her extremely tenderly.

"Go back." He couldn't bear to let her be in such a place.

Mu Shiyu breathed a sigh of relief, the rockery is not as comfortable as the dragon bed, and he and He Lianchuan completed the design drawing after dispelling the charm in his mind.

Xanadu started construction.

Before the canonization ceremony, Mu Shiyu was still Mu Sicha who needed to go to the early court. Her mentality hadn't changed, it was the officials who had changed.

He used to look at her with disdain and contempt, but now he looked at her with fear and awe. Only Song Ran saw her with admiration.

The weather was getting colder and colder, the morning was over, and a gust of cold wind blew out of the Golden Luan Hall, Mo Shiyu wrapped up his cloak tightly and went to the Palace of Prayer for Rain.

King Bei Jing was teaching He Lianjing how to learn the Peach Blossom Sword Formation in the garden of Praying for Rain Palace. Both the big and the small were wearing thin clothes, only Xiaotang next to him was already dressed like a ball before winter.

Mu Shiyu took the cloak prepared by the palace attendant and put it on King Beijing Jing.

Suddenly remembered something, checked his legs, it was no longer as slender as a woman's, only a little thinner than a normal man.

She said with relief: "He recovered very well."

As he said that, Mu Shiyu took out the leftover piece of golden silk for He Lianchuan to make a dragon robe, but was too embarrassed to hand it out, hesitating to speak.

She suddenly discovered yesterday that this thing should have an effect on the brain, so after obtaining He Lianchuan's consent, she decided to give King Jing of Beijing a try.

Used things and leftovers are not suitable for giving away.

However, all the merman in Liujin Island have left, and the newly appointed merman patriarch, Azhu, will definitely not be able to weave this thing, and the golden mermen confiscated from the Bone Dragon Emperor has no healing power.

King Beijing Jing was no longer so inferior. He put down his trouser legs calmly, and looked up at Mu Shiyu, who showed a tangled look on his face, a little puzzled:
"Something intractable happened?"

"No."

Mu Shiyu dispelled his messy thoughts, and handed the handkerchief-sized golden crocodile to King Beijing to avoid his misunderstanding, and explained:
"Have you felt the mysterious healing power of the merman patriarch?"

She was just guessing, and since Jin Jiaoxiao cured He Lianchuan's headache, it is also possible that her strength has been exhausted.

King Bei Jing stared blankly at the golden silk that was handed to him, and it took him a long time to recover.

But it's a pity that he didn't feel the mysterious power she described, and he clutched the golden crocodile tightly in frustration.

Mu Shiyu knew it was useless when she saw the look in King Jingjing's eyes, but she didn't give up. If there was a chance, she would have to find a way to get a brand new golden crocodile for him to try.

King Bei Jing tried to calm down, looked at Mu Shiyu's thoughtful appearance, and said:

"Not urgent."

He has been waiting for 20 years and is not in a hurry for this moment.

"It should be that the strength has been exhausted, and I will give you a new one next time."

Mu Shiyu took back the golden shark silk, saw that He Lianjing was still studying the sword array seriously, so he put on a small warm cloak for him, and then left the Palace of Praying for Rain.

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Since the date of the emperor's wedding was selected, General Mu's mansion became more and more lively, and nobles from aristocratic families sent invitations every day.

Mu Qiyin didn't like dealing with those people, and only got together with his former friends.

One morning, Song Ran told Mu Shiyu that Yunting was pregnant. The doctor had just checked it out, but Yunting hadn't had time to tell her.

Mu Shiyu didn't have many good friends in Shengjing, and when he learned that Yunting was pregnant, he immediately went to see her with various supplements.

Yun Ting vomited faintly, sat on the edge of the bed with her spittoon in her arms, tears kept flowing, and cried:
"Shiyu, I don't want to have a baby, it's really too painful...I'll throw up whatever I eat. Mother didn't tell me it would be so uncomfortable."

Mu Shiyu sat by the bed and helped Yunting massage the Neiguan acupoint to relieve morning sickness, and couldn't help but think of another future where she would vomit blood during pregnancy.

She became more and more interested in the laws of space and time.

(End of this chapter)