Hei Muzi stumbled to his own room next door, came back, covered his sleeves and approached Liu Yue, mysteriously lifted it up, and handed Liu Yue a corner of inconspicuous incense.
Liu Yue looked at the thing in Hei Muzi's hand with disdain, "You know I never use perfume, why are you giving me this?"
Hei Muzi's eyes were a little dizzy, and he held the incense in front of Liu Yue like offering a treasure, "Hehe, I won't give this precious treasure to anyone easily! With it, I can take him in!"
From time to time, the girls' sweet laughter and the sound of piano could be heard on the boat. The water waves were filled with the twilight, gently swaying the large and small pleasure boats on the river.
Liu Yue saw that Hei Muzi's head was also swaying with the waves, so he quickly held his head and asked seriously, "Can I really take this little thing in?"
Hei Muzi also nodded solemnly to express his affirmation, and before he fell asleep, he heard Liu Yue solemnly say, "If you accept him, he will know that his adoptive father's reputation has not been damaged by me."
As the sky darkened, the day-to-day singing and dancing on Liuye River became more and more noisy.
The huge palace was filled with tranquility and peace.
The emperor is diligent in his work, the prince is hardworking, and the father and son are having a long talk in the imperial study tonight. When people from the other palaces saw this, they gave up their thoughts early and behaved themselves in their own areas.
Before leaving the government office, Song Ruiyang rushed back to the Ministry of Works, changed his clothes, and reviewed the progress of all matters in the Ministry of Works that day. He had a plan in mind, so he ordered people to prepare the carriage and return to the palace.
They talked about domestic and foreign affairs, people's livelihood and military affairs all night, but the emperor did not mention the construction of the canal and the Cao Gang, nor did he ask about the progress of the arrest of the assassin last night.
Song Ruiyang concentrated and responded seriously most of the time. Fortunately, he has always been diligent in his work, and he can say a few things about the emperor even if he was not directly involved.
The night seeped into every inch of the space bit by bit. The serving eunuch had already picked the wick several times. The emperor looked up and saw that everywhere was brightly lit. Only then did he finally end today's examination.
Coming out of the imperial study, Song Ruiyang walked towards the East Palace with great dignity. He let out a breath quietly and slightly relaxed his straight back until he was out of the emperor's sight.
Xiaoluzi followed Song Ruiyang closely all the way, which made Song Ruiyang laugh. "Why are you following so closely? Are you good at kung fu or do you have a head of steel and an arm of iron?"
Xiao Luzi ignored Song Ruiyang's ridicule and said in a serious tone, "I have nothing, but at least I can be a cushion to protect His Highness."
Song Ruiyang had intended to tease him, but who knew he would suddenly do this. For a moment he was so warmed by his sincerity that he didn't know how to respond.
After a long struggle, he finally expressed his thoughts. The assassin was almost captured yesterday and would definitely not take danger again today, so he told Xiao Luzi to just rest assured.
Xiao Luzi was not willing to listen. If he was not afraid of crossing the line and getting close to Song Ruiyang, Song Ruiyang would have no choice but to let him go as he could not bear to reject his kindness.
When the group returned to the East Palace, someone had already searched and checked everywhere, and only after confirming that everything was safe did they help Song Ruiyang wash up and rest.
Song Ruiyang stood at the window in his middle wearing his shirt, staring at the place where Liu Yue had jumped onto the wall last night. He was stunned for a while before returning to the bed and lying down with a dejected look on his face.
However, no one, whether it was the guards or the palace maids, had expected that an extra material had been buried in the incense burner. The commonly used benzoin mixed with the endless odorless gas slowly attacked the person on the bed.
Late at night.
(End of this chapter)