After wearing the book, I became the general's writer Bai Yueguang

Chapter 156 "You and I, Why Are You Here?"

"Girl, don't offend Your Majesty." The angel stopped in his tracks and whispered a reminder.

He Mucheng nodded slightly, then stepped into the hall.

The hall still smells of ambergris, and the smoke is curling up, very luxurious.

Sima Shao had already taken off his armor at this time, he was wearing a black sky-bending crown suit, his hair was raised up in a high bun, and the aura of a king came over him.

Thinking that he was the one who had been kneeling for five hours, He Musheng had no choice but to limped forward and said respectfully, "I have seen Your Majesty."

"Okay, stop pretending," Sima Shao chuckled, "You Nanshi Ayan has always been bold, how could you be punished obediently? I'm afraid you'll be lying on the couch with your back feet as soon as I left."

Although his words were somewhat joking, He Musheng did not dare to cross the line at all, "Ah Yan is terrified."

"Nan's Ayan," Sima Shao said with displeasure on his expression, "Do you really want to have such a relationship with me?"

He Musheng didn't say a word, just lowered his head, with a resigned appearance.

Sima Shao stepped forward quickly, seeing the little girl took a step back, he finally stopped.

He sighed softly, and said in a soft tone as much as possible, "Are you blaming me?"

"Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king, Ah Yan dare not."

Sima Shao gritted his back teeth and clenched his fists tightly!

It took him a long time to stabilize his emotions, and patiently explained, "I have no other way to do this before the reinforcements arrive. Wang Dun's military strength should not be underestimated, otherwise I would not rely on the refugee commander."

"Back when the late emperor moved his capital to Jiankang, all the noble families refused to accept it. The late emperor had no choice but to rely on the Langya Wang family."

He Musheng's reminder is already very obvious. Back then Wang Dun was arrogant because of his favor, and the late emperor tolerated him, that's why today's disaster happened. Today, Sima Shao relied on Su Jun, but he was following the old path of the late emperor.

Sima Shao's breath stagnated.

Not long after, the haze on his face finally dissipated.

"A Yan, you are still thinking of me," he smiled reassuringly, and explained, "I am different from my father, and I will not say the nonsense of 'the king and the horse share the world'."

"Since Your Majesty knows it well, why do you insist on Ah Yan returning to Jiankang with Hong'er's life as a threat?" He Musheng said lightly, "Your Majesty doesn't need me anymore, why don't you just let me go?"

"Ah Yan, Ji Yunyuan wants to deal with Zhao Guo. It's a place that eats people and doesn't spit out their bones. If you go with me, I really don't feel relieved. Using Shi Hong as a threat is really a last resort. Couldn't be more clear."

Looking at Sima Shao's gentle gaze, He Musheng finally raised his lips.

But even with a smile on her lips, her eyes were still extremely cold, "Your Majesty thinks that Ah Yan will be safe and sound in Jiankang?"

"With me protecting you, who would dare to touch you?" Sima Shao frowned puzzled.

"Didn't His Majesty just punish Ah Yan?" He Mucheng laughed mockingly, "Or does His Majesty think that as long as Ah Yan is not killed, it is considered a protection?"

Sima Shao choked on his words.

"Hong'er is Zhao Guo's eldest son, Nan Yu told His Majesty, right? Your Majesty, you know how much Nan Yu wants me to die? Overtly and secretly, she has a lot of opportunities to do it, and she has Su Jun to protect her. Who does Ah Yan have? Lang Jun Wangxuan who has lost his power and is suspected by His Majesty for no reason? Or His Majesty who is afraid of Su Jun and begs him to put down the riot for him?"

"Nanyan, shut up!" Sima Shao was touched, he waved his palm, and pushed the little girl to a staggering position.

With a plop, he knelt down on his knees, He Mucheng frowned, secretly swallowed the sharp pain in his knees, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"Ayan, are you okay..." Sima Shao realized his recklessness, and hurriedly reached out to help her, but the little girl avoided her without a trace.

He Mucheng prostrated himself on the ground, "Ayan deserves to die, Your Majesty will atone."

Sima Shao straightened his back slowly, he looked condescendingly at the woman below him who didn't dare to show his air, his old smile seemed to be still in front of his eyes, but in the blink of an eye, there was an insurmountable gap between them.

That voice "Sima Shao, I'm here to save you" is still in my ears, such casualness without the etiquette of a monarch and minister, I don't know when it has become a past that cannot be returned.

With a hoarse voice, Sima Shao asked word by word, "Nan's Ayan, you and I, why did this happen?"

What's up with this?

He Musheng laughed dumbfoundedly.

Sima Shao snorted coldly, nodded himself, "Nanshi Ayan, you forced me to do this."

After that, he turned around and walked slowly towards the high position.

On the upper seat in the dormitory, on the table next to the imperial concubine chair, he swung the incense burner with a big palm, and fell heavily to the ground. The heater rolled a few times, and finally stopped at the little girl's fingertips lying on the ground.

With a "hiss", He Musheng hurriedly withdrew his arm.

A trace of pity flashed in Sima Shao's eyes, but soon he returned to normal.

"Nan's Ayan, since you're back in Jiankang, don't think about Ji Yunyuan," he sneered, and gently exhaled the turbid air in his chest, "As a concubine of the Nan family, Ji Yu wants to deal with you, It is indeed easy, but if you are the noble concubine of the Jin Dynasty, she will not dare to make mistakes, so Ah Yan can decide for herself how to choose."

"Your Majesty wants to take the wife of a minister of Jin by force?" He Musheng sneered.

"I won't force you, I want you, please ask me personally."

As soon as the words fell, an angel's voice came from outside the hall, "I report to Your Majesty, thank Shisanlang for seeing me."

Sima Shao said coldly, "No see!"

However, Xie Song's hearty laughter slowly floated into the bedroom from far to near.

"Your Majesty can't see me Xie Shisan. I heard that Ah Yan is still alive. My wife has been pestering me since this morning. She must invite her Ah Yan to Xie's mansion, otherwise I will not be allowed to sleep... "

As he spoke, he strode into the palace gate, bowed respectfully to Sima Shao, and then looked at the little girl kneeling in surprise, "This...why is Your Majesty angry?"

"Just because of Wen Zhi's words, you disregarded etiquette and disobeyed my will?" Sima Shao's complexion improved, and his voice softened a bit.

"There's nothing we can do about it..." Xie Song blinked at Sima Shao, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid of guilt!"

"Promise!" Sima Shao cast a sideways glance at Xie Song, then lowered his eyes, quietly staring at He Musheng who had a pleasing eyebrow.

After a long time, he said lightly, "Go down."

He Musheng respectfully blessed his body, and exited the hall with due courtesy.

Seeing that she had left the door unharmed, the angel raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

After leaving the palace gate, He Mucheng finally breathed a sigh of relief, she showed her face and tilted her head, "Thank you Shisanlang for saving me."

"Ah Yan, you don't need to thank me. It's the first time that fellow Wang Xuan asked me to do something. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I've already slaughtered him once, so I have the right to thank him!" Xie Song waved his hand.

"Lang Jun begging Thirteenth Lang?" He Musheng blinked in astonishment.

"Yeah, tsk, you don't know something," Xie Song sighed softly, "Your Majesty and Wang Xuan, I don't know what happened, they have become more polite and alienated recently, as long as they are around, my whole body will be There's nowhere to feel comfortable."

He Mucheng chuckled, "Thirteen Lang is still the same."

When the two arrived at Xie's mansion, they saw a woman with a woman's hair in a bun was looking forward to it on her toes. When she saw a familiar figure stepping down from the carriage, her eyes turned red, and she immediately trotted over with her skirts in hand.

"Ah Yan, Ah Yan..."

Bei Zhi's voice choked up, and all the thoughts and worries in her heart turned into a simple "Ayan", which was repeated endlessly.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but you are still crying like always."

He Mucheng laughed lightly and joked, and the two of them helped each other into Xie's mansion, Bei Zhi stopped crying and said in a low voice, "Ayan, that Nanyu, she has already laid a net in Nanfu, she is fighting now With the favor of the champion general, you have done all kinds of bad things, now that General Ji is not in Jiankang, you must never go back to Nanfu!"

"If you don't go back to Nanfu, why don't you live in Xiefu?" He Musheng sized Beizhi up and down, seeing that she was much more ruddy, her courage was stronger than before, and she commanded the servant girl with style, so she pursed her lips in satisfaction, " I'm afraid that if you don't allow Thirteen Lang to sleep on the bed, I will be hated by him!"

Bei Zhi's pretty face flushed, she glared at Xie Song who was scratching the back of his head with an embarrassed expression, and said coquettishly, "He dares!"

However, He Musheng only lived in Xie's mansion for a month, and someone from Nan's mansion hurriedly sent word that Nan Zhao was seriously ill, and the witch doctor said that he had lost his soul, and he needed to borrow the energy of his sister's essence to recover.

And this sister of her own family is undoubtedly the half-brother Nan Yan.

Bei Zhi was so angry that her hands trembled, "What essence of energy, I can tell that Nan Yu wanted to make trouble again while His Majesty was away on an expedition!"

(End of this chapter)