A tyrant develops a daily life

Chapter 135 Wearing the Gang
When Lin Chong woke up, he was already in the room of Fengtang Courtyard. He opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding environment in a daze. His mind was buzzing and he was not quite awake yet.

Yao shi touched his forehead: "How do you feel?"

Lin Chong looked at his wife dully: "Where is this?"

Yao Shi stared: "Your own home! You don't even recognize your own home? Are you confused?"

Lin Chong was stunned for a while, and finally remembered what was going on. He felt embarrassed, turned his face, and looked inside the bed.

Knowing that he would be offended, Yao Shi glared at him resentfully: "What on earth are you thinking? How could you do such a shameful thing? If it spreads, the whole capital will probably laugh at you! "

Lin Chong cleared his throat: "Say less."

Yao Shi said: "Oh, you have done everything, why don't you let me talk about it? Don't talk to me if you have the ability!"

Lin Chong turned his face: "I said you..."

Yao raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong with me?"

Lin Chong choked for a moment: "I won't tell you anymore." It's hard to say, women's mouths are stronger than men's. Thinking of something, he looked around again: "Where are Miao Miao and the others?"

Yao said indifferently: "Miaomiao is in the room and has fallen asleep."

"Alone?" Lin Chong asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's alone! You don't think Jing Shizi is there, do you?" Yao stared at him, and said angrily, "To save you, Jing Shizi jumped into the water in the middle of winter, and there is nowhere to dry on his body. Already back to the palace."

Lin Chong touched his nose resentfully: "Mother..."

Yao said: "I didn't tell you, I'll save face for you! You can be content with finding such a good son-in-law! Don't meddle in their affairs anymore!"

Lin Chong frowned: "Who am I doing this for? I'm not afraid that the two of them can't bear it... Speaking of which, didn't you think they were too much before?"

Yao shi gave him a squint: "Now I think you are going too far!"

"It's faster to turn your face than to turn a book! Woman!" Lin Chong pulled the quilt over his head and fell asleep!
Lin Chong didn't sleep well all night, thinking that he had never been so embarrassing in half his life, and he was still the one who was humiliated in front of his daughter and that brat, he wished to erase that embarrassing scene from their minds.

During breakfast, Lin Miaomiao kept a stinky face and didn't say a word to Lin Chong.

Lin Chong picked up vegetables for her, and she put the vegetables into Yao's bowl.

Lin Chong coughed lightly, and said in a tone: "That..."

"You're welcome." Lin Miaomiao interrupted him.

Lin Chong opened his mouth wide.

After breakfast, Lin Miaomiao asked the small kitchen to make some snacks, put them in food boxes, and asked Qiuyue to pick out a cloak.

Lin Chong stood at the door and said awkwardly, "Are you going out?"

Lin Miaomiao said lightly: "Sishui Hutong, do you still want to follow?"

Lin Chong leaned against the door and did not speak.

Lin Miaomiao unscrewed the food box and left the yard without looking back.

In the sleeping hall exuding the fragrance of medicine, the emperor leaned weakly on the head of the bed. King Jing took a spoon and fed him the last mouthful of medicine. He smiled palely: "Thank you for your hard work, you stayed with me all night."

King Jing said softly: "What's so hard about it? When I was ten years old, I had a cold and high fever for half a month. It was the emperor's brother who took care of me in undressed clothes, and I crawled back from the gate of hell. Compared with what the emperor did for me, I will repay you." Brother Huang is far from enough."

The emperor held King Jing's hand: "The only person I can trust now is you. My son and my wife will all betray me, eighth brother, you won't know it, will you?"

King Jing shook his head: "Without Brother Huang, there would be no me, nor everything in King Jing's Mansion, Qingluan, Xi'er, Jing'er...it was all thanks to Brother Huang that they appeared by my side."

A trace of extremely strong jealousy flashed in the emperor's eyes, but it was too fast and fleeting for anyone to notice.The saddest thing about a person is not that the other party is stronger than himself, but that the other party's strength is all forged by himself. That kind of jealousy is heart-piercing!
"Eighth Brother, do you know why Jing Yuan assassinated me?"

"Why?"

"Someone forged a letter from Concubine Shu, saying that I want her life." The emperor gestured to An Xishou, and An Xishou presented the letter to King Jing. Concubine Shu was very loved by the emperor when she was alive. She is in pairs, and occasionally she will touch King Jing. King Jing has seen Concubine Shu's handwriting, and once praised her for writing as well as Qingluan, "This word..."

"It's exactly the same as Concubine Shu's, isn't it?" The emperor smiled sarcastically, "But you should understand that the late emperor didn't leave any will, and I didn't persecute Concubine Shu."

King Jing nodded: "If someone doesn't know, I'm afraid they will really think it's Concubine Shu's last writing."

The emperor shook his head and smiled: "It's strange, isn't it? Who can imitate a person's characters to this extent? In my impression, only Qingluan has this ability, but Qingluan has passed away." After taking a look at King Jing, he said : "Of course, even if Qingluan is still alive, it is impossible to do something to betray me."

King Jing nodded secretly. Although Qingluan had some complaints about the emperor, Qingluan would not harm anyone: "Is it because of this letter that Jingyuan hated you?"

"Yes, and no." The emperor sighed weakly, and said with mixed truth and falsehood: "He committed a felony back then, and I punished him, and he harbored resentment. He thought that the father and son had reconciled, but his male favorite drugged me, and I arrested him in a rage. For this reason, he blamed me again, and with this letter, he I can't control my temper."

"Jing Yuan, he..." It was the first time that King Jing heard that Jing Yuan had such a habit. He was stunned for a while and wanted to ask, but he held back, skipped this point, and said, "That person came back with Jing Yuan. Is it Master Zhao Qin from Beijing?"

"It's him."

"Why did he poison you?"

"Who was it that Xu was instigated to sow discord between our father and son? Do you believe that Jing Yuan will murder me?"

King Jing didn't want to believe it, but it was an indisputable fact that the second prince assassinated the emperor: "Brother, where are the second prince and Zhao Sheng?"

The emperor said: "He escaped from the palace, he has some friendship with Jingxi, why don't you help me ask, has Jingxi seen him before?"

King Jing thought for a while: "If Xi'er has seen them, he must have arrested them."

The emperor said so much, but found that he didn't suspect Jingxi at all. He was like this. A person who trusts, no matter what the other party has done, will never doubt, such as him, or Jingxi.

This discovery made the emperor feel powerless. No matter how he framed Jingxi, King Jing would not suspect him, but conversely, King Jing would not suspect Jingxi if he did anything to him. superior.Originally, I wanted to talk about the empress stealing the jade seal to Jingxi, but now it seems that there is no need.

"Eighth brother." The emperor held King Jing's hand again, "I... I'm afraid time is running out. During these days, you should come to the palace to accompany me more often, and don't let me go too lonely."

"Brother Emperor!"

The emperor's eyes were slightly red: "I have no regrets in this life, but I owe Qingluan and those two children a lot. I can't make up for Qingluan and my little niece. I can only treat Jing'er better. Bring Jing'er to me more, I'm afraid that in a few days, I won't have the chance to see him."

Lin Miaomiao's carriage stopped at Sishui Hutong. Lin Miaomiao jumped off the ground twisting the food box, and walked towards a secluded courtyard. At first glance, the courtyard was no different from that of ordinary rich people, but walking through the hallway, Then you will find that there is a hole in the sky.

The plum blossoms are in full bloom, bright red and full of fragrance.

Under the plum tree, Gu Qingluan was sitting at the stone table, practicing calligraphy with his youngest son.

One is immortal and has no beauty, the other is handsome without casting, all of which are pleasing to the eye.

Murong Jing picked up a pen and wrote down a Luan character: "Mother, do I write well?"

Gu Qingluan caressed her son's temples lovingly: "It looks good, much better than what Lin Miaomiao wrote."

Just as Lin Miaomiao was about to say hello, her face darkened instantly when she heard this. Did she speak ill of people behind her back?
Murong Jing turned her head and caught sight of Lin Miaomiao, her eyes lit up: "Miss Lin!"

Gu Qingluan glanced at Lin Miaomiao, not at all ashamed of speaking ill of Lin Miaomiao, and said calmly, "Are you willing to come?"

Lin Miaomiao muttered, "I didn't come to see you, I came to see the little monk!"

Gu Qingluan finally moved out of the palace, which was instructed by Jing Xi. The emperor already knew about Murong Jing's existence, so the palace was not safe enough.

Murong Jing put down her pen, walked over with a smile on her face, saw the food box in her hand and asked, "Is this for me too?"

"Yes, the freshly made sweet-scented osmanthus cake is still warm." Lin Miaomiao said, put the food box on the table, opened the lid, and a refreshing scent of sweet-scented osmanthus slowly wafted out.

Murong Jing quickly took a sip: "It's not as delicious as my father's cooking, but since it was given by Ms. Lin, I will still finish it!"

Lin Miaomiao: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome." Murong Jing said.

Lin Miaomiao lost her temper and asked, "Where's your father?"

"In the kitchen."

Lin Miaomiao remembered that the meals for the mother and son were always prepared by Murong Feng himself, never by others, Lin Miaomiao went to the kitchen to greet Murong Feng.

Jingxi came here to visit Gu Qingluan on the second day after returning to Beijing. From Jingxi's mouth, Murong Feng learned something about what happened to the two of them. He brought out a plate of warm chestnut cake and handed it to Lin Miaomiao. : "Shocking you."

Lin Miaomiao had been greedy for Murong Feng's craftsmanship for a long time, and she was not polite at the moment, she took the chestnut cake and walked to the outer courtyard, but saw that there were more people in the courtyard at some time, it was King Jing.

(End of this chapter)