Emperor Wu Yue still looked at Mu Chu, and after a while, he asked again: "What do the emperor think about my decision?"

Mu Chu raised his eyes and met his eyes, his eyes were light, and he said calmly: "The father has his own considerations. The father's intentions are what his sons do."

"If I really mean it, will the emperor do what he wants?"

Mu Chu didn't say anything because he didn't know how to respond to such a question. He had his own measurement.

Emperor Wu Yue smiled slightly. This smile was a bit gentle. He had never seen his prince for many days. When he came back this time, he felt a little bit of care when he saw him lose weight.

Among so many princes, he has the most demanding of him and has the most let him down. However, the way he gets along with him seems to have been fixed. If he becomes warm all of a sudden, it will make both of them feel uncomfortable.

Finally, he said, "Looking at you, you have been in a dusty journey, you must have not had a good rest along the way. Why don't you go back and have a good rest for a night, and my father will hold a celebration banquet for you tomorrow."

"Father." Mu Chu still looked up at him and said in a deep voice: "Did the father forget that his son has to return to Chu State? There is still something to do before Qiu Hunting?"

Unexpectedly, Emperor Wu Yue waved his hand and said indifferently: "You don't need to participate in the Qiuhunting."

"Father..." Mu Chu was stunned, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly make such a decision.

However, before Qiu Lie, he had to rush back to Chu State, and he had to do what others promised, not to mention that he was Qiqi.

"Father is afraid that you will not be willing to come back after you go to Chu State." Emperor Wu Yue sighed.

This helpless sigh was something Mu Chu rarely heard on him. A hint of uneasiness flashed in his heart, and he seemed to have thought of something, but he just pursed his lips and didn't say anything.

"Son of the Emperor, you are my son, I might as well make it clear to you." Emperor Wu Yue's long finger fell on the edge of the cup and pointed it gently in habit. He said, "According to my spies' reward, you are very close to the Seventh Princess of Nanmu Kingdom, and you also declared to the public that she is your pledge sister."

Mu Chu didn't say anything, and he believed that even if he explained his father, he wouldn't listen to these things. Since that's the case, it would be better not to say anything.

He didn't speak, and Emperor Wu Yue's face became even more ugly: "A mere Nanmu Kingdom will definitely not be the partner of our marriage. The princess of Nanmu Kingdom is not qualified to marry into our Yue Kingdom. The emperor, if you just play with her..."

"The son and Qiqi only have a brother-sister relationship. The son and I admire her for having outstanding medical skills. She has many medical insights that I don't understand. The reason why the son and I am willing to get close to her is just to learn from it and see if there is still a chance to cure the mother."

When he heard the word "mother's wife", Emperor Wu Yue's eyes finally flowed through his softness, but when he looked at him again, his eyes were still sharp: "I don't care what the purpose of being with Murong Qiqi, but I know very well that Murong Qiqi has affected your actions."

"So, if my father didn't let Erchen go back, he wouldn't let Erchen interfere with the black gold swords?"

Emperor Wu Yue did not directly answer his question, and it was a forced one to let him stay here. He was afraid that he would make a big mistake for his children's love affair and delay his major plan.

He naturally wanted those batches of black gold swords. If he could follow his plan step by step, he would naturally not stop him, but what he feared most was that he would mess up their pace for Murong Qiqi.

Mu Chu knew what he was thinking, but at this time, he still didn't explain and was just waiting for his decision.

In the end, Emperor Wu Yue said nothing, rubbed his forehead that was a little sour, and waved his hand and said, "I haven't seen your mother for so long, go and accompany her."

"Yes, Father." He stopped talking about Wu Jinjian, and even said that there was room for a turn. Mu Chu was not anxious, even if he was anxious, he would not show it in front of him.

He still saluted him as before, and walked out of the hall gate slowly, neither fast nor slow, and every step seemed to be without any emotion or desire.

Just now, when he mentioned Murong Qiqi, he could occasionally catch a strange look in his eyes.

The emperor really cared about Murong Qiqi a little unusually. He just didn't know how heavy this concern was, so he didn't dare to make a decision rashly.

Looking at his dusty back, Emperor Wu Yue's eyes slowly sink, and he didn't know what was flowing in his eyes, perhaps a little helpless or a little unhappy.

His royal children have grown up one by one, and after they grow up, they no longer listen to their own words. But now there is a chaotic situation in the royal family, and at this time, he really needs someone to help...

It was not until Mu Chu's figure disappeared from sight that he sighed, sat up straight, turned over the wrinkles on the side and continued to review.

Everyone in the harem of Emperor Wuyue knew that the emperor had a favorite concubine, who was named Ru Fei. She was a beautiful woman of a generation when she was young and gave birth to a prince, and was extremely favored by the emperor.

But the prince unfortunately died at the age of three. Since then, Concubine Ru moved into Ruyi Pavilion and lived there for more than 20 years, and almost never left during this period.

As for Emperor Wu Yue, at first he would go to see Concubine Ru from time to time, but the days when he went to see her were at least ten days a month at the beginning, and then it turned into five days, and then there was less than one trip for a month.

Until now, Concubine Ru seemed to be put on the Ruyi Pavilion, and Ruyi Pavilion seemed to have become a cold palace.

However, all the concubines in the harem did not dare to provoke this Concubine Ru, for nothing else, just to guard Ruyi Pavilion, all the most capable elite guards around Emperor Wu Yue.

Let the guards I carefully selected to protect Ru Fei, who can say that Ru Fei was a concubine who was sent to the cold palace? Has anyone ever seen a concubine in the cold palace that needed the emperor's efforts?

No one can see through what the relationship between Emperor Wu Yue and Concubine Ru is. No one can tell whether Concubine Ru is a favorite or an abandoned Concubine.

When Mu Chu entered Ruyi Pavilion, Ruyi Pavilion was as quiet as usual. There were many shadow guards guards who could be considered powerful martial arts in the pavilion, but there were not many servants in the pavilion. Over the years, only two palace maids had been guarding Rufei's side and serving each other closely.

In addition, there are two servants, one cook and one doctor. These are the only people left in the Ruyi Pavilion.

When he entered the door, he did not alarm anyone. The guards of Ruyi Pavilion knew him, so they did not stop him.

It was getting late, and Ru Fei seemed to have returned to her room to sleep. From a distance, the bedroom was pitch black.

He hesitated for a while, not knowing whether to disturb her, but when he turned around and planned to leave tomorrow and come to visit her, the lights in the bedroom were lit at this time.

The door was opened, Sizhu stepped out from inside, walked towards him, leaned forward to him and said, "Young Master, Concubine Ru is welcome."

In fact, everyone knows what his identity is, but no one knows his identity except the people from Ruyi Pavilion.

Ruyi Pavilion is a truly isolated place. Emperor Wu Yue’s guards protect her and imprison her. The people in the Pavilion basically won’t take a step forward.

Mu Chu nodded and entered the dormitory under her leadership. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a woman lying on the couch behind the curtain, looking at him quietly.

Mu Chu felt a little warm in his heart. He lifted the curtain and appeared in Mu Xinru's sight and saluted to her, "Mother."

Mu Xinru waved her hand, her eyes were faint, without much excitement, but she was not distant: "My mother has ordered someone to prepare bath soup for you and go to bathe and change clothes."

"Yes." Mu Chu nodded, not minding that there were other people here at all. He stepped into the screen, took off his clothes and sat in the bathtub, and completely soaked himself in the warm bath soup.

Qingci found a set of clothes and put them on the screen outside. Then, he leaned towards Rufei with Sizhu and turned around and left.

After about a stick of incense, Mu Chu came out of the bathtub, took a soft towel and wiped his dripping black hair casually, and put on his clothes. When he came out, he was already clean and without any dust.

Mu Xinru got off the wooden couch, walked to the dressing table beside her, took the wooden comb and signaled him to sit down in front of the dressing table.

Mu Chu walked over and sat down on the stool.

Seeing that his hair was still dripping with water, Mu Xinru threw down the comb and took a soft towel to wipe it gently for him.

The face in the mirror was full of fatigue. He hadn't seen him for half a year. He lost weight again. Is it because his life was really hard to live outside, or because he had too many things in his heart and his mood was always unremarkable?

Both of them didn't speak, and the room was quiet. After wiping his hair, she took out a wooden comb and gently combed his long hair.

Mu Chu's gaze fell on the mirror, looking at the person standing behind him, and after a while, he called out softly: "Mom."

Mu Xinru paused her fingertips, stopped combing his hair, and met his gaze through the mirror. She smiled softly: "It's still a nice mom, what a mother's mother's, it's awkward to hear it."

Mu Chu reached out and took her hand and wrapped it in his palm, turned to face her, and smiled and said, "I'm not used to calling Mother, Mother, I miss you."

"Silly kids, they are so old, and they still say such explicit words, and they are not afraid of being laughed at."

But even though she said that, she held his head with both hands and held him in her arms.

Smelling the faint male aura on his body and feeling his warmth, I finally felt that her son was really back to her.

After a while, Mu Xinru let go of him and continued to comb his long hair.

The soft hair slashed through the fingers, drawing a beautiful scenery. Every time a heart would soften in such a thing that could touch the little details of the soul.

Her son is her only pride in her life and the most beautiful scenery she can leave in this world.
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