noffsinger Chapter 147 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (54)
Chapter 147 The Regent Has a Beautiful Girl in His Golden House (54)
At the Rong'an Palace, Mu Hanqing brought the Tremella soup in his hand to Tang Cuo's bed, blew on it carefully, and brought it to his lips.
Tang Cuo lowered his eyes and looked at the Tremella soup in front of him, and said timidly, "Your Majesty, I can do it myself..."
"What? Ah Cuo doesn't want me to feed her?" Mu Hanqing chuckled, "Just think of it as my apology for what happened last night, okay?"
Seeing that there was no change in the movement of his hand, Tang Cuo opened his mouth helplessly and drank the soup from the spoon.
In a moment, the soup bowl in Mu Hanqing's hand was empty. He raised his hand to put the porcelain bowl aside and wiped the soup stains on the corners of Tang Cuo's mouth.
"The weather outside is nice. Would you like to take Acuo out for a walk?" After saying this, Mu Hanqing raised his hand and lifted his quilt without asking for his consent.
Oh my god, you old pervert...
Tang Cuo tightly grasped the thin cloth under his body, his face a little embarrassed, "Prince, can you wait for me to get dressed first, and can you... step aside for a moment?"
"Are Acuo shy?" Mu Hanqing smiled in a good mood, then stood up and walked away a little, turned his back, and waited quietly.
Soon, Tangcuo dressed himself, stood up silently, looked at his back, and walked forward a few steps.
The iron chains under his feet rubbed against the edge of the bed, making a rustling sound. Mu Hanqing turned around, looked at his figure, then took a few steps forward and took off the chains on his hands and feet.
After regaining his freedom, Tang Cuo immediately raised his hand and rubbed the red and swollen area on his wrist.
Mu Hanqing raised his eyes and glanced at his wrist, then took out a small white porcelain bottle from his sleeve and carefully rubbed it on the red and swollen area of his wrist. His eyes were filled with heartache and a bit of regret.
"Acuo, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have tied your hands to the bed with a belt last night."
Hearing his words, Tang Cuo's face couldn't help but turn red. The scene of last night unconsciously emerged in her mind. The tips of her ears also turned red. In Mu Hanqing's eyes, she looked extremely cute.
Tang Cuo cleared his throat and turned his eyes away. "The weather outside looks really good. Let's go out for a walk." As soon as he finished speaking, he walked straight out the door.
The swing he wanted at that time was still hanging on the tree nearby. Tangcuo took a few steps forward and casually sat on the swing as before, swinging back and forth.
The fluttering white clothes unconsciously entered Mu Hanqing's eyes, leaving a heavy impression.
Feeling a burning gaze falling on him, Tang Cuo turned his head away, and a tuft of long hair on the side of his forehead fell down and happened to be carried by a breeze and landed on the side of his face.
Tangcuo looked like a nimble butterfly, as if if he let go of her hand, he would fly away silently to a deserted place in the next moment.
Mu Hanqing stepped forward, raised her arms to hug his back, then half lowered her head and whispered softly in his ear, "Acu, don't leave me. I remember you said you would teach me how to love someone."
Why do I suddenly feel like he has placed all his hopes on me?
"So how does the prince feel about me now?" Tang Cuo asked softly.
"Possession. When I see you with others, I get crazy jealous. Acuo, is this love?" Mu Hanqing raised his hand and gently pushed the edge of the swing, allowing him to swing higher.
"This is not love, Your Majesty. This is just the possessiveness you have for something you are interested in. You treat me as your personal property, so you can't accept me being with someone else." Tang Cuo smiled.
"But when this interest is exhausted, you will no longer have any feelings for me."
Listening to his words, Mu Hanqing felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, "Then what is love that you know?"
"There are many kinds of love. When two people who know each other live happily together, it is love. When one of them lets go in order to have a better life, it is also a kind of love." Tangcuo's voice is gentle, like a young man who is ignorant of the world in the boudoir.
"It seems that I will never be able to learn the second kind of love. I can't imagine you being with someone else, so, Acuo, please stay with me forever. I can learn little by little." Mu Hanqing raised his hand and rubbed his slender neck.
If I want to stay with you forever, then do I still need my endless wealth?
The first step to get ashore is to kill the person you love. Haven't you heard of this?
Tangcuo did not answer him, but silently swung the swing higher and higher, "Xiaoye, what's going on with Murong Yuan?"
[Murong Yuan has successfully met with Prince Rong, and told him about how Mu Hanqing took you away last night, but Mu Hanqing simply handed over his military power to shut the little emperor up.
Now he has made a three-day appointment with the little emperor. If you don't return to him after three days, Murong Yuan will return to his country, and then there may be a century-long war without a fight for beauty. ]
Uh……
This is not necessary.
Tang Cuo sighed, then stepped down from the swing, turned around and looked at Mu Hanqing, "Your Majesty, I want to talk to you..."
"Talk? Talk about what?" Mu Hanqing looked at him with interest.
"You secretly used the imperial guards to bring me back last night. How should I explain this to His Majesty?"
"Explanation? It was Xiao Chengyu who schemed to take you away from me. I just brought you back reasonably. What does he have to say?" Mu Hanqing said casually, as if he didn't take the matter to heart at all.
"The premise for the peace talks between the Rong Dynasty and the Libei Dynasty is that I must be in Murong Yuan's hands. If you bring me back like this, the two countries will not be able to negotiate. What will happen then?"
"The Rong Dynasty has never been afraid of any war, and has never slacked off in the training of the army." Mu Hanqing said firmly, "Acuo, sometimes thinking too kindly of a person may not be a good thing.
Murong Yuan has a ruthless personality and will kill people without mercy. If he wants to negotiate, he will negotiate no matter what the conditions are. If he doesn't want to negotiate, he will find every reason to cause a war."
"Ah? Actually, I think Murong Yuan is a good person. Hiss... Prince, why did you pinch me?" Tang Cuo shouted in annoyance.
"Acuo. It's not a good thing to praise other men in front of me." Mu Hanqing raised the corner of his lips, "You think he's good? When Murong Yuan first came to power, his foundation was unstable and he was rejected by many ministers in the court.
But overnight, his reputation changed completely. Do you know why? "
"Why?" Tang Cuo looked at him puzzled.
"Because overnight, the prime minister who led the opposition to him was quietly killed. Not only that, his entire family was killed. Since then, no one dared to refute his ideas." Mu Hanqing raised his head and stroked his head. "Acuo, if you are in the royal family and want to gain power, no one has clean hands."