The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 50: Spice

Heimuzi stumbled to his room next door, and when he came back, he covered his sleeves and approached Liuyue.

Liuyue looked at the things in Heimuzi's hands with disgust, "You know I never use incense, why give me this?"

Heimuzi's eyes were a little fluttering, and he held the incense in front of Liuyue like a treasure, "Hey, I can't give this baby to anyone easily! With it, I can accept him!"

From time to time, there are the charming laughter of the girls and the sound of the piano, and the water waves are also gently swaying the large and small painting boats on the river in the twilight.

Liuyue saw that Heimuzi's head was also swaying with the waves, she quickly held his head and asked solemnly, "This little thing can really make me take him?"

Heimuzi also nodded solemnly in affirmation, and then heard Liu Yue solemnly say before he fell asleep, "Accept him, he will know that my foster father has not lost his reputation by me."

The sky was getting dark, and the singing and dancing of Liuye River became more and more noisy day after day.

In the huge palace, there is a calm and peaceful atmosphere.

The emperor is diligent in administration, the crown prince is working hard, and the father and son are having a long talk in the imperial study tonight. Seeing this posture, the people in the palaces dispelled their thoughts early, and they adorned themselves.

Song Ruiyang hurried back to the Ministry of Industry before going to the office, changed clothes, and read the progress of the affairs in the Ministry of Industry today.

One night I talked about internal affairs and foreign affairs, and about people's livelihood and military affairs, but the emperor did not mention the construction of the canal and the Cao Gang, nor did he ask about the progress of the assassin's arrest last night.

Song Ruiyang spends most of his time concentrating on dealing with it seriously. Fortunately, he has always been diligent in public affairs. Even if he is not directly involved in what the emperor said, he can say a thing or two.

Darkness penetrated into every inch of space little by little. The serving inner supervisor had already picked the wick several times. The emperor looked up and saw that the lights were bright everywhere, and finally ended today's examination.

Coming out of the imperial study, Song Ruiyang walked towards the East Palace with a dignified manner, until he was far away from the emperor's line of sight, then he quietly exhaled and relaxed his straight back slightly.

On the way, Xiaoluzi followed Song Ruiyang step by step, which made Song Ruiyang laugh, "I said why are you so tight? Are you skilled or have a copper head and iron arms?"

Ignoring Song Ruiyang's ridicule, Xiaoluzi confessed in a straight-forward manner, "I don't have anything, but I can still be a meat pad to block His Highness."

Song Ruiyang was planning to tease him, but who would have thought that such an outburst suddenly came. He was warmed by this sincerity for a while, but he didn't know what to say.

It took a long time in my heart to say what I thought. The assassin was almost caught yesterday, and he definitely won't be in danger again today. I told Xiaoluzi to just feel at ease.

Where is Xiaoluzi willing to listen? If it wasn't for the fear of overpassing and sticking to Song Ruiyang, Song Ruiyang couldn't help it, and he couldn't bear to blow his mind, so he had to let him go.

The group returned to the East Palace. Someone had already searched and checked around to confirm that it was safe, and then waited on Song Ruiyang to wash and rest.

Song Ruiyang stood in the middle of the clothes and stood at the window, staring at the position where Liuyue jumped up the wall last night for a while, before returning to the bed and lying down with a lonely expression.

It's just the guards or the palace servants, no one thought that an extra piece of material was buried in the incense burner, and the usual benzoin was mixed with that continuous odorless gas, and it attacked the person on the bed little by little. .

It's getting late at night.