After I was reborn, I was scumbag

Chapter 30

The other party's deep eyes moved down from his brows and eyes a little bit, across the beautiful collarbone, and stopped suddenly after the waist and abdomen were submerged in the shadow of the skirt.

"Does Your Highness often dream of your minister?"

Murong Xing's handsome face was magnified little by little, and Shao Guan felt the distinctly scorching heat of the palm on his shoulders in the darkness. The scorching heat almost made him suspect that this was not a dream.

His chin touched the other's chest, and his warm breath was blown out in his hair, and the black hair brushed across his cheeks, causing a slight itchiness.

He only needed to raise his head slightly, and he could see Murong Xing's slightly protruding Adam's apple, which rolled and then sank into his collar.The Xuanyi with the pattern of rolling clouds was made of luxurious materials, and it was arranged without a single wrinkle.

Shao Guan only felt that after he fell into such an embrace, the strong shell covering the surface of his heart was instantly shattered and defeated.

He is greedy for such a temperature, or maybe he simply wants Murong Xing to be by his side, whatever.

It took him a long time to react to Murong Xing's question just now, and replied in a low voice, "Yes."

The young man's figure was already thin, but after suffering from an illness, his complexion turned pale, and he curled up in Murong Xing's arms, his frailty was unbelievable.

She seemed to feel that his body was trembling slightly due to fear of the cold, but the hand that was gently on his shoulder was loosened for a moment, and the brocade quilt on the side was pulled to wrap his whole body.

The temperature of the two people was locked in a futon.

"sorry."

The voice beside his ear was low and hoarse, as if he was trying his best to restrain himself, he repeated it again and again.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness."

In this life, so many times, Shao Guan wanted to hear Murong Xing say a soft word to him, and now he heard it in a dream, and he didn't need to hide his emotions, his peach blossom eyes instantly glowed with water.

The ends of his eyes were stained crimson, and he was almost incoherent.

"Why? So many times... I obviously never wanted to harm you, why don't you believe me?" He buried his head in Murong Xing's neck, not daring to look up at the other person's expression.

He was afraid that as soon as he raised his head, the dream would just pass away.

"...But it doesn't matter. In the last life, I owed you. I will treat it as if I owe you now..."

The hot and dry palm gently caressed the top of his hair, as if coaxing a wounded child, gentle but solemn.

"His Royal Highness does not owe his ministers anything, and the ministers are willing to do anything for His Highness."

If Shao Guan raised his eyes at this time, he would find that the eyes of the young man who was holding him were full of sadness and self-blame, as if there were countless knife marks and scars imprinted in these eyes.

In the end, there was only a little bit of dark light left behind.

When he lowered his head slightly, his thin lips touched Shao Guan's forehead, stayed there for a moment, and then slowly left.

"Your Highness still has a fever, let's rest for a while... When the minister is not around His Highness, he will order someone to take care of His Highness."

When Yinshi was approaching, Murong Xing gently put the sleeping boy in his arms on the bed, and tucked in the quilt.

The slender fingers landed on Shao Guan's brows, smoothing his furrowed brows.

The soldiers patrolling outside the tent had already been transferred away by Xia Tong. Dong Jiu, who was guarding the door, watched Murong Xing come out, and raised the curtain to take a look inside.

"Senior Murong, the father-in-law who passed the decree is already waiting outside the camp, the son should leave for Chang'an earlier."

Murong Xing paused, pulled the rein with one hand, and said calmly: "I don't need to mention what I have been here today. Eunuch Dong Jiu is the one who protects the Lord. You should know that at this juncture, Your Highness should not talk to me. It's a good relationship."

As if he didn't expect Murong Xing to say this, Dong Jiu was taken aback for a moment before replying: "Although I don't know why the son must see His Highness today, I also don't know whether what the son just said is true or false. I will not mention a word to His Highness."

"That's good." Murong Xing got on the horse, the young handsome face was blurred in the darkness, only a pair of phoenix eyes were shining, "If it's Your Highness...don't forget to persuade me more."

With Dong Jiu's promise, Murong Xing immediately rode his horse and rushed out of the camp.

A team of more than a hundred people had already been waiting for him. The father-in-law who delivered the decree was wearing a dark purple official robe. When he saw him coming, he said sharply: "Please get off the horse and get into the carriage."

"Okay, Father Lao is here."

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Shao Guan was awakened by a burst of strong medicinal fragrance, the dream from last night still appeared in front of his eyes, the temperature in Murong Xing's arms was so obvious.

He shook suddenly, tugged at Dong Jiu's sleeve, and asked, "Did Prince Murong come here last night when he was sleeping alone?"

The peach blossom eyes of the young man who were burning with anticipation suddenly became cold after Dong Jiu showed an inexplicable expression.

"...Probably because of Gu's illness. What time is it now?"

The sky outside the tent was still dark at night, without the beating of watchmen, it was impossible to tell the time.

"Your Highness, drink the soup while it's hot—it's Yin time now."

"It's time for Yin... Has Prince Murong left?"

Dong Jiu hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "I have already set off, and now... I have walked for a few miles."

A look of annoyance flashed across Shao Guan's face, as if regretting why he didn't wake up earlier.

"Change clothes and prepare horses, and go alone to send off the prince. Has any general sent him off?"

"Your Highness! Your fever has just subsided, so going out to enjoy the cold wind at this time, wouldn't it be—"

Dong Jiu saw that Shao Guan had already torn off the fox fur coat next to him, and knew that no one could stop His Royal Highness's stubborn temper, so he had to go up to help take care of it.

"Only the old general Yao Feng and a few old men of the Marquis of Pingxi went to see off the prince."

After all, this matter can be big or small, it just depends on how the emperor handles it.

In case Murong Xing is really charged with "collaborating with the enemy and treason", who would dare to take the risk of being involved now?

Shao Guan naturally also knew the reason why people take tea to cool down, but he still felt a little uncomfortable seeing that the army was the same as the court.

"You don't need to let other people know about the matter of going to see off your son alone. What rumors have surfaced in the provincial army."

"Your servant understands." Dong Jiu made a good cloak for Shao, and followed the young man out of the tent, "Your Highness, remember to ride slowly, don't suffer from the wind and cold again."

The biting night wind was mixed with dust, which immediately dissipated the heat from the whole fox fur.

Shao Guan rushed to the nearest mountain path based on his memory, and the fast horse galloped for an hour, and finally stopped at a high slope.

Due to the long distance, the convoy below looked very small in the vast sky and mountains.

He could only see a small carriage in the middle, so he deduced that Murong Xing was sitting in it.

Shao Guan breathed out a hot breath, his peach blossom eyes looked down at the convoy below, like a cold stone sculpture, without words.

"My son, look, is the one on the high slope His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Murong Xing heard the words, his closed eyes trembled, he didn't look outside the curtain of the car, but said softly: "Let the convoy go faster."