After wearing the book, the regent quit.

Chapter 11

Shen Mu had a very long dream.

In the dream he came home from work, before he could put down the briefcase in his hand, he opened the door and saw a gray shadow flying towards him, his body sank, a fluffy Alaska wagging its gray and white tail, with its two front paws clasped together. On his shoulders, the head is desperately arched against him.

When an adult Alaska stood up, his height was almost comparable to that of an adult human being. The "Afan" Shen Mu raised was of a strong and pure bloodline. With a weight of nearly [-] kg, he galloped over and crushed Shen Mu directly to the ground, stretching As soon as the tongue came out, it started to lick people, whining in its mouth.

Shen Mu understood that the dog wanted to pat his head, but he couldn't get up because he was suppressed for a while, so he could only sit on the ground, hold the dog's head and began to rub its big head vigorously.

Rubbing and rubbing, Shen Mu suddenly noticed something was wrong.

The outermost layer of guard hair on Afan's body should be slightly prickly and hard, only the innermost thick fluff is soft and warm, but today, for some reason, it is only a thin layer to the touch, and it still feels smooth and smooth.

My Ala has not only become a hairy monster, why is she losing hair so badly?

Shen Mu's eyes were blurred, so he could only murmur, "Afan, why are you so bald..."

"...Has Yafu touched enough?"

Senliang's deep male voice rang in his ears unexpectedly, Shen Mu's slender eyelashes trembled, and when he opened his eyes, they slammed into Xiao Fan's dark eyes.

The black hair hangs down, the young man's high-twist long hair is messy, and the hair crown on his head is also slanted to the side. The messy hairstyle is matched with the overly deep facial features, and there is a strange sense of humor in the disharmony.

Shen Mu didn't have time to think too much, he looked at his right hand that was clasping Xiao Fan's head, and withdrew his hand with a smile, "Your Majesty, I'm not clear minded in my dream, don't take it for granted."

"Really," Xiao Fan mocked lightly, brushed his hair casually, stared straight at Shen Mu, and said with a subterranean smile, "Gu Ting Yafu speaks clearly."

"In just one hour, Yafu said 'baldness' ten times, 'balding' seven times, and 'bad hair quality' thirteen times."

Shen Mu: "..."

You counted quite clearly.

The stove in the hall burned all night, warming the cool morning; Shen Mu raised his head to look at Xiao Fan, who had his hair tied up, and lowered his eyes to see Mrs. Tang, who was cooling down in her arms, with twinkling eyes.

This body is very cold, every morning and night, his limbs are cold. When he was in Wenyuan Pavilion last night, Shen Mu felt that his fingertips were numb from the cold.

Now the whole hand is warm, and the body does not feel cold after sleeping all night.

In contrast, the row of fine beads of sweat on the young man's neck seemed particularly abrupt.

At the same time, Jing Fan brought in a few court ladies who were carrying breakfast, and after testing the poison one by one, asked people to put coarse grains, rice porridge and a few dishes of side dishes on the table.

Looking at the two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, Shen Mu bent his eyes unconsciously, turned around and saw that Xiao Fan had tidied up his appearance, and asked softly, "Does Your Majesty want to eat?"

"Yes," Xiao Fan glanced at the two sets of bowls and chopsticks he had arranged, raised his eyebrows, and said calmly, "Why, Yafu still wants to have a meal here?"

"You have already owed His Majesty a favor." Shen Mu smiled calmly, got up and invited Xiao Fan to take a seat, "Your Majesty might as well be thick-skinned."

The two sat facing each other, Xiao Fan took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve and put it on the table, sipped the rice porridge with downcast eyes, and said casually, "Remember to use the medicine that dissolves blood and activates stasis."

The whole body of the dark porcelain bottle is exquisitely crafted, even the mouth of the bottle is engraved with hovering dragon patterns; Shen Mu opened the bottle cap and sniffed, a burst of refreshing and light tea fragrance lingered at the tip of the nose, which was refreshing.

The man's eyes were stained with a layer of joy, and he couldn't help but put the porcelain bottle under the tip of his nose to smell it again. His brows were bent, and there was a light imprint on the left jaw of his left cheek, which was pressed by sleep, extending to his neck.

Xiao Fan stretched out his hand to pick up vegetables with chopsticks. From the corner of his eye, he glanced up from the mark on Shen Mu's neck, and at the end he was unbiased, and just happened to meet Shen Mu's inquisitive line of sight.

With a sudden jump in his temples, Xiao Fan quickly turned his eyes back, looked at the emptiness between his two chopsticks, fell silent for a moment, and then decisively beat back,

"Yafu always looks at Gu today, thinking about something."

The man solemnly put the porcelain vase into his arms, moved the dish of jokes that he wanted to hold but failed towards him, thought for a moment, and looked up at him.

The long and narrow eyes are warm and moist like water, and the light brown pupils are like high-quality glass, with light and shadow in the eyes; I saw Shen Mu's brows were bent down suddenly, and the tails of the eyes were raised upwards, and there was a slight smile in his words,

"I just feel that His Majesty should be extra gentle today."

After a simple meal, Xiao Fan still had government affairs to deal with. Shen Mu went to the mourning hall first. When he came, there were already hundreds of officials and ministers standing outside the platform, chattering in a circle and whispering.

Shen Mu casually looked around, and found that many people who broke their mouths yesterday were absent, and those who were able to come were very reluctant, and had to be supported when walking.

Seeing the regent coming alone, the circle of ministers immediately dispersed, so Shen Mu faced Gao Ying who was in the center.

I haven't seen him for a few days. The skinny man has a bruised nose and a swollen face. His left eye is bruised and purple. There are many faces on his face. Coupled with a loose mourning suit like a sack, he looks dry and ridiculous.

Shen Mu raised one corner of his lips imperceptibly.

No one is born tactful, Gao Ying's ability to laugh at everyone was not learned in the court, but was beaten up by his wife in life.

When Gao Ying was a sixth-rank official, he was favored by Yang Shu, the most beloved eldest daughter of the Anti-Japanese General; No one came to propose marriage.

It is said that once when Yang Shu accompanied her father to meet the Holy Majesty, she caught sight of Gao Ying in the crowd, and directly took him back to the General's Mansion, tied him up, and forcibly entered the bridal chamber the next day.

Not only that, but Yang Shu didn't allow Gao Ying to take concubines, and even visited every brothel restaurant in the capital, threatening that if Gao Ying dared to come, she would break his and Hu Meizi's legs.

Gradually, Gao Ying became a representative figure of "inner fear" in the whole capital, and was ridiculed every time he went out.

What Shen Mu told Ah Qing that day was to inform Gao Ying of the residence of his privately raised lover, and then asked Ah Qing to tell Yang Shu about it.

Seeing Gao Ying's useless appearance, Shen Mu felt that he didn't need to do anything anymore.

As for what this person reported to Xiao Fan, Shen Mu didn't care too much. With Xiao Fan's suspicious nature, no matter how much evidence Gao Ying presented, he would not believe everything, it was nothing more than being wary of himself.

Shen Mu walked past Gao Ying without looking sideways, and before he had walked a few steps, he heard hurried footsteps behind him, and his clothes were suddenly grabbed tightly.

Gao Ying knelt down in front of him, grabbed Shen Mu's sleeves with both hands, and begged for mercy loudly, "The Regent, please show your hand and let me go!"

The fabric of the linen mourning gown was already rough, and Gao Ying pulled Shen Mu's injured sleeve again. The rough hemp on the cuff rubbed back and forth on the cyan wrist, and sharp tingling pain came from the wrist.

As soon as his complexion turned cold, Shen Mu was so annoyed that he withdrew his hand abruptly, glanced down at the wrist that was starting to turn red, and said in a cold tone, "This king is too lazy to argue with you today, if you are sensible, hurry up and get out."

The warning and leeway in the words were clear and clear, Gao Ying's human spirit would not understand, but the man still knelt down, shameless, begging again humblely,

"I already know that I was wrong, I beg the regent to let me and my family members go, and I will never disobey your orders again."

Gao Ying's tone was sincere, and his low-key appearance made many people look unbearable.

Sensing the weirdness in Gao Ying's words, Shen Mu leaned down slightly, staring sharply at the man's face, as if to see through his pretended fear, "Gao Ying, don't play tricks with me."

"This king doesn't have that much patience, playing these intrigue games with you—"

"See Your Majesty."

Hearing dozens of prostrations, Shen Mu looked up and saw Xiao Fan walking towards him steadily.

The coarse linen clothes couldn't stop the young man's straight and slender figure, and his natural regal air stood out from the crowd of dozens of people.

He first looked towards Shen Mu, and looked down to see Gao Ying who was huddled together, his handsome brows were slowly raised, and his thin lips were straightened.

Before Shen Mu could leave to salute, Gao Ying suddenly knelt down at Xiao Fan's feet, panicking, "Your Majesty, I can't die yet, the cremation ceremony of the Empress Dowager is just around the corner. The Empress Dowager's last journey—”

"Gao Ying, don't pretend to be crazy." Xiao Fan sneered with a sneer, and his eyes were cold, "Perhaps Gu will be kind enough to keep you for a while."

In the silence, Xiao Fan was too lazy to look at Gao Ying, stopped beside Shen Mu, took the clothes from Jing Wen and handed them to Shen Mu, said in a deep voice:

"There is no more chance."

Facing the cautiously probing eyes from all directions, Shen Mu lowered his eyes and looked at the blood-stained clothes in his hands, and sighed helplessly.

Xiao Fan broke the siege for him, and set up defenses against him again.

There is no next time, which means that Xiao Fan will not pursue the original affair between Yuan Chen and Gao Ying, but he is also warning Shen Mu that he will never have a second chance.

In terms of his goal of getting out unscathed, this situation is not bad, but it is useless.

Just thinking of the defense and alienation in the young man's eyes when he just looked at him, Shen Mu's mood became inexplicably depressed.

The depressed mood lasted for a whole day, until the sky was getting dark and the bell rang again, all the officials and ministers finally got up one after another, and left the mourning hall quickly with a look of pain on their faces.

Shen Mu followed the flow of people towards the outside of the palace gate, and saw Ah Qing's anxious face when he was still a hundred steps away, and saw him stamping his feet outside the city gate anxiously.

"What are you panicking about?" Shen Mu walked up to him, thinking that Ah Qing was worried that he didn't return home last night, so he comforted him, "I'm just—"

"My lord is in trouble!" Ah Qing was flustered, forgot the etiquette and dignity for a moment, and pulled Shen Mu aside, speaking quickly, "Just at noon today, someone maliciously set fire to Gao Ying's residence, and killed everyone in the mansion. Everyone was burned to death!"

"The people from Six Doors checked for a long time, and they actually said that you ordered the fire to be set!"