After usurping the throne, he died

Chapter 16

??Mu Xiang pulled Shi He's sleeves, shuttled through the turbulent crowd, surrounded by laughter and laughter, and it didn't hinder them if they didn't talk. For a moment, there was a rare silence that belonged only to the two of them. The crowd is isolated, forming a world of its own.

??The small shop next to it has a lot of interesting activities, such as the charades played every year and the gift of lanterns. There are also many masks of various colors. A circle of acrobats.

"Master, take a sugar painting." Shi He stopped and grabbed Mu Xiang who was still walking forward.

"..." Mu Xiang was still in a bad mood, but being pulled by Shi He in this way, his mood improved more than a little.

??Mu Xiang lowered his head and stared at the hand that Shi He was holding with him, and Shi He was waiting for the sugar painting to be made, so he didn't notice his expression.

??The old man looked very skillful, pulling and rolling, and then fixing it with extremely thin wooden strips. After several times of reciprocating, a beautiful sugar-flavored gardenia was ready.

??Shi He handed the sugar painting to Mu Xiang: "Be careful with the wooden sticks."

?? Mu Xiang hummed invisibly: "You don't want it?"

??Shi He: "No need."

?? He has no ordinary human desires for many things. He treats food and lust in the same way, which can be discarded.

??Mu Xiang didn't say anything, he took the initiative to let go of Shi He's hand, went to the next door shop, and chose a white mask for Shi He with a golden border.

??Mu Xiang glanced at the two sisters who were not far away and turned back to peek at Shi He's two sisters: "Master Guoshi is the most beautiful in the world. If you don't hide this appearance, I don't know how many daughters' families will fall for you."

??Shi He: "..."

??Actually, it wasn't just Shi He who was peeped and stared at, but also Mu Xiang.

??Mu Xiang was dressed in black gold silk and satin. Although his complexion was slightly sickly pale, his facial features were exquisite, and he was not at all inferior to his illness.

??Since their appearance, pedestrians have cast more and more eyes on them. They really need two masks to cover them. Although the temperament is still the same, at least the faces are covered, adding a little more mysterious atmosphere.

??Shi He followed Mu Xiang to pay the money, and saw that he had chosen a black mask with strange patterns for himself, his lips were slightly parted, but he didn't say anything.

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??Daxiang men and women are quite open. As long as they have engaged in marriage, it is not uncommon for unmarried men and women to parade in the streets. There are hawkers shouting everywhere. Looking far away, many young men and women are by the river There are lanterns.

??And there is a large round altar every 20 meters by the river, inside which are planted gardenia trees, all of which are decades old.

?? And on each gardenia tree, a lot of red cloth strips were thrown, with various names written on them, all of which were expressions of affection.

"I heard that Yadi planted this gardenia tree to please the queen?" Mu Xiang told the rumors he had heard since he was a child.

"It's to please—" Shi He paused, "It's also to commemorate."

??Mu Xiang didn't continue to ask any more questions. It was the glorious era that belonged to his ancestors, and it was a past that he couldn't participate in.

??He had no interest in guessing lantern riddles, so he took two lanterns and asked Shi He to pay.

??Having not finished eating the sugar painting in his hand, Mu Xiang chewed while walking. The mask only covered the bridge of his nose, but it didn't affect his eating.

??Shi He followed behind him with a lantern to see what he wanted to buy and was ready to pay at any time.

??The sugar painting is a bit greasy, even more sweet than candied fruit. Even Mu Xiang, who always likes sweets, can't bear it, but when he thinks that Shi He bought it, he is not willing to throw it away.

"Don't eat it if you're tired." Shi He took the sugar painting from him, "Go drink some tea first to relieve the boredom."

"...Don't throw it away." Mu Xiang was worried that Shi He would throw it away.

"Don't throw it away." Shi He responded, "I'll take it."

?? But at the moment there is no place to sit in the teahouse, and no one can buy it, so Mu Xiang had to find a small tea stall at random, and asked the stall owner to make a cup of clear tea for him.

?? But when drinking, he hesitated for a long time, looking at several people around him holding teacups like him, including old people, young people, and old men who looked very sloppy.

?? The stall owner smiled and said: "Guest officer, don't worry about getting dirty. Our family will pour the cup into the hot water after delivering every tea customer."

??Mu Xiang: "..."

??Look at this meaning, it means that I don’t even wash it.

??He just wanted to say no to drinking, but when he turned around, he found that Shi He had disappeared again.

?? Fortunately, after taking a second look, I saw Shi He on the opposite stall, and his beating heart slowly relaxed.

??Shihe is buying a tea mug, which is still a white tea mug with red flowers printed on it.

??He gave some copper coins and said to the tea stall owner, "Please clean it up for us. Use this."

?? "Good!" The stall owner who was already a little displeased immediately got busy, "The tea mug is good, and you can drink while walking. This guest officer is really wise!"

??Mu Xiang's face is numb: "...The national teacher doesn't realize that this tea mug is slightly inconsistent with Gu's identity?"

?? Shi Hedan said: "Since you are among the people, you naturally want to experience more fireworks in the world."

?? "..." Mu Xiang was dying, "Just tell me, but there are other styles?"

"It's gone." Shi He and Mu Xiang looked at each other.

?? When the stall owner handed over a mug full of tea, Mu Xiang almost wanted to knock it over, but when he thought that he was wearing a mask and no one would recognize him, he took it in a compromise.

??The green tea is cooled, it is extremely antipyretic, and it will not be hot even if you hold it.However, the water for making tea should have been soaked with gardenia in advance, and it smells very fragrant.

??Mu Xiang's face hidden behind the mask was expressionless: "It's bigger than my hand."

??Shi He casually hummed: "It's just right, enough for Your Highness to drink for a long time."

??Mu Xiang: "..."

??The tea mug is indeed too ugly, especially not in line with Mu Xiang's expensive attire. It turned out to be an expensive and mysterious visitor, but this tea mug brought out a little rustic atmosphere.

??Mu Xiang kept his head down all the way, for fear of meeting some courtier on the road. If he was recognized, where would his face be put?

?? But the sky was unlucky, he actually saw the previous Wen Yingruan, who sang on the day of his enthronement, by the river, walking side by side with the man next to him with a shy expression on his face.

??Mu Xiang recognized this man at a glance as the younger brother of Chen Luo, Minister of Rites, and his coquettish and shameless temperament was almost in the same line.

??The two whispered to each other from time to time: "Yingruan, shall we go and guess the lantern riddles?"

??Wen Yingruan's ears turned red: "Okay."

?? Young Master Chen laughed loudly: "However, guessing lantern riddles may not be a problem for Yingruan. I have heard of Yingruan's talented women for several years, and I can see them today."

??Wen Yingruan showed a humble attitude: "It's the world's absurd praise."

??The son of the Chen family praised: "Yingruan doesn't have to be self-effacing, who in this imperial city doesn't know that the little girl of the Wen family can read all the poems by heart at the age of three?"

?? The two chatted as if no one was around, and the daughter smiled shyly from time to time, as if she was a concubine who was in love with her.

??They didn't see Mu Xiang and Shi He, but Mu Xiang's heart was still beating slightly.

?? He quickly grabbed Shi He's hand and was about to walk back, but before he could take any further steps, he heard a male voice: "My lord... Your Majesty?"

?? It's Wen Yingzhuo.

??Mu Xiang turned her head blankly: "You've got the wrong person."

??Shi He nodded slightly to Wen Yingzhuo.

??Wen Yingzhuo is wearing a fang mask at the moment, covering his entire face. The murderous intent in his eyes has not dissipated yet, and it blends with the surprise caused by seeing Mu Xiang and Shi He, which seems a bit funny.

"Your Majesty, this..." Wen Yingzhuo looked at the big tea mug in Mu Xiang's hand, held back for a while under Mu Xiang's cold gaze, and said, "Your Majesty has good eyesight! This tea mug is the most popular style in the capital at the moment. A must for every household!"

??Mu Xiang: "..."

?? He is now thinking about how long it will take to kill this hero who supported his superiority.

??I don't know if it was his illusion, but Mu Xiang felt that the corners of Shi He's lips raised slightly for a second.But with the cover of the mask, he couldn't see the other person's specific expression clearly, but he suppressed the killing intent in his heart and asked, "What is Wen Qing doing here sneakily?"

??The sneaky Wen Yingzhuo slapped his thigh and looked around in a hurry, with a sad expression on his face: "It's over, I'm lost!"

"...The sky is going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. What should come will always come. Don't become obsessed with Wen Qing."

"..." Wen Yingzhuo looked down, looking at the hands held by his majesty and the national teacher, and fell into deep thought.

?? Is this a new form of expression of friendship between the monarch and his subjects?

??And his Majesty must have stayed with the National Teacher, otherwise, how could His Majesty, who used to say "you must rebel against fate", say something like "it will rain and your mother will marry you" Transparent words?

?? "Your Majesty is right, it's just that this old engraving is really not a good thing, not to mention romantic, and often lingering in the place of fireworks, snow and moon. I don't know how many confidante there are in that red building... If Ruan Ruan is really like Without him, I'm afraid there will be no good days..."

??The more excited Wen Yingzhuo said, the more he wished he could pull Chen Ke over and beat him up immediately.

"..." Mu Xiang realized after noticing Wen Yingzhuo's gaze, subconsciously let go of Shi He's hand, and looked at the bustling crowd, "Since this is the case, Wen Qing has to worry more."

?? "Your Majesty is right, I have to leave first." Wen Yingzhuo bowed, with a murderous intent in his eyes, "I have to go and watch them."

?? After Wen Yingzhuo finished speaking, he saluted Shihe, took two steps aggressively, and finally couldn't help looking back at Muxiang's big teapot.

?? Violation, too violating.

??Mu Xiang was so angry that he put the tea mug in Shi He's hand. Fortunately, Shi He's arms were strong enough, and he was still as stable as Mount Tai even though he used his internal strength, and he didn't spill a drop of tea.

"I want to eat sugar paintings alone." Mu Xiang found a reason to confidently put the tea mug in Shi He's hands.

??Shi He didn't comment, and calmly handed him the sugar painting.

??Mu Xiang walked two steps and then turned his head. He wanted to see the weird image of Shi He holding a tea mug like a banished fairy, but he never thought that Shi He's temperament hadn't changed at all, and he couldn't feel much discord.

??…

?? It must be because of the white clothes he wore.