In the morning, the sun was already half exposed, hanging in the sky.

The Golden Luang Hall was covered in gentle light, scorching and majestic.

When Sheng Rui dragged Mo Yu from the Zhaoyang Palace to the Taihe Palace, the early dynasty had been open for a long time, and it was almost coming to an end.

Seeing Sheng Rui swaggering in, completely ignoring the eyes of everyone in the hall, Mo Yu could only follow him with a calm face.

Mo Chenfeng, who was still sitting on the dragon chair, saw the two of them entering the hall like this, a touch of interest crossed his eyes, and he coughed lightly: "Prince." ”

Mo Yu listened in response, folded his hands in front of his chest, bowed, and replied: "Erchen see the emperor." Long live the emperor, long live, long live. ”

Seeing Mo Yu's calm expression, not at all embarrassed by being caught red-handed, Mo Chenfeng felt a little bored, he thought that he could see some vivid expressions on this face that were different from usual, but he didn't know who Mo Yu's temperament was, since that incident, he has really been a look of more than respectful and lack of affection, and he didn't use a second expression to himself.

Thinking of the original incident, Mo Chenfeng's brows furrowed slightly, and he didn't have the heart to tease them, but said coldly: "Don't take it as an example." At the same time, I never realized that Mo Yu's self-proclaimed self-proclaimed "minister" in the past had become a "son", although there was only a word difference, but it added a bit of intimacy.

Mo Yu walked straight to his place and stood silent.

Mo Xiaofan, who was waiting in front of the palace with his ministers early in the morning, saw that Mo Yu and King Zhaoyang were walking together, and the emperor just said a word that was not serious, and he couldn't even reprimand, his heart was slightly sour, and he forgot that he sent a killer to assassinate Mo Yu last night, and he should pick up his tail and be quiet for two days so as not to make waves again, and sarcastically mocked Mo Yu: "The prince came so late today, what is the reason for delaying?" ”

"It's been delayed." Mo Yu stepped forward, with a slight hint of pain that was not easy to be noticed, "It's just not today, it's last night." ”

When Mo Xiaofan heard Mo Yu say this, he didn't know it well, his face was not controlled for a while, and his hands were slightly clenched.

Mo Yu, who was standing beside him, took in all the changes in his demeanor, and a cold light flashed in his eyes very quickly, and disappeared in an instant, except for Sheng Rui, who had been observing him according to the dragon pillar, no one saw it.

The ministers present are all ranked above the fourth grade, and they have been working in the official road for many years, and they are all human spirits among human spirits, and the little pain in Mo Yu's expression naturally can't hide from everyone's eyes. As the Son of Heaven, Mo Chenfeng naturally did not miss the thoughts on Mo Yu's face that wanted to be hidden, and said, "What do you mean by this? ”

Mo Yu glanced up at Mo Chenfeng, his tone was slightly aggrieved, and he wanted to speak: "It's okay to go back to my father, the emperor and the ministers."

The words "Father" made Mo Chenfeng's face change. It's not uncommon for him to hear these two words, on the contrary, although he is not keen on draft concubines, he also has a few long-favored concubines - whether it is to appease the courtiers or other reasons, naturally Mo Yu will not be the only child. It's just that Mo Chenfeng has rarely been happy with the children below, so the only people who are close to him are the second prince Mo Xiaofan and the little princess Mo Lanxin, Lan Xin's biological mother died early, she has followed Concubine Ji Yingxue since she was a child, probably because her mother didn't get early, Lan Xin especially likes to stay with Mo Chenfeng, so he can still hear the words "father" from time to time.

What really made him change his face was that these two words came from Mo Yu's mouth, I don't know when, no matter where he was, Mo Yu always called himself a "minister", even if he said the word "son", most of them were cold. Sometimes Mo Chenfeng looked at Mo Yu's attitude towards him, and couldn't help but wonder if Mo Yu was blaming his father for knowing about his mother, otherwise why did he never see Mo Yu's closeness to him? But Mo Chenfeng will quickly veto this idea, there are only a few people who know about those things at the beginning, Mo Chenfeng gave a strict order, and then wrote "no private discussion of the former queen" into the palace rules, and severely dealt with several palace maids and slaves, so far no one in the palace has to talk about it, and the woman completely disappeared into his world, leaving only Mo Yu's face that is similar to her but not the same.

Jingzhao Yin Jiang Jingjie, who had been quite close to Mo Yu since the disaster relief, saw the clues, and saw Mo Yu's vague words, afraid that he would suffer a loss, so he immediately stood up: "Your Majesty, the minister seems to have inconvenience in his arm when he sees the crown prince saluting, and he is afraid that he will be too late because he is infected with a disease." ”

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Jingjie looked at Mo Yu but found that there was blood dripping down his hand hanging by his side, and Mo Yu found that he was looking at him and secretly covered his hand with his sleeve.

"Your Majesty, the crown prince is injured!" Jiang Jingjie didn't care about the etiquette of the court, walked forward in a few steps, gently lifted the sleeves that Mo Yu had been covering, and saw that Mo Yu's fingers had been soaked in blood, and his eyes suddenly turned a little red, even his own unobtrusive prodigal he was not willing to suffer and be injured, not to mention the calm and sensible Mo Yu! Jiang Jingjie thought that although the person in front of him was the crown prince, he was just a teenager in the end, and he had to hide it after such a serious injury, and he was distressed for a while, and he muttered straight in his mouth, "Why is this child so careless and bandaged?" ”

As soon as Jiang Jingjie's words came out, the faces of the people in the court changed, the prince is the prince, and although he is not a dragon now, he is also extremely noble.

Sheng Rui, who was originally leaning on the dragon pillar and staring at Mo Yu, suddenly stood up straight, he remembered that on the way to him, Mo Yu had stretched and beaten more than once and was now bleeding on his arm and shoulder blade. He also made fun of Mo Yu for this, but he didn't want this person to be thinking about himself.

Mo Yu never thought that Jiang Jingjie would have such a reaction, and his heart was a little warmer, but he didn't forget who he was shedding blood for. Now that Jing Zhaoyin's reaction is in front of him, even if the person on the dragon chair doesn't care, he can no longer turn a blind eye and don't ask the reason, so he took Jiang Jingjie's words: "I'm worried about Lord Jiang, don't take precautions." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Yu's arm was pulled over fiercely, and Mo Yu's face changed dramatically in pain, Jiang Jingjie was about to reprimand but found that it was Zhaoyang Wang Shengrui who was pulling Mo Yu's arm, and immediately doubted and overwhelmed the sense of justice, didn't King Zhaoyang get very close to the prince recently, how could he deliberately pull the prince's wound? And there was still a casual smile on his face, and the thought of that word choked in his throat.

"Does it hurt?" Sheng Rui had a smile on his face, just now he used ingenuity to pull Mo Yu, others looked rude, but in fact, it was not a big deal, he still couldn't bear any painful look on that face after all.

"It doesn't hurt." Mo Yu understood that Sheng Rui would not really hurt him, and his heart relaxed, but he felt the coldness in Sheng Rui's smile.

"I think so, otherwise the blood will be shed, how can you not say it!"

Sheng Rui let go of Mo Yu's shoulder in his hand, his voice became more and more somber, Mo Yu suppressed the discomfort in his heart and did not reply.

Mo Chenfeng's initial heartfelt feeling of hearing Mo Yu's injury dissipated a little in the inexplicable conversation between the two, and then he spoke: "Imperial Doctor Xuan." Then he didn't know what he thought, and added, "Prince, Sheng Rui has come to the imperial study." Mo Chenfeng turned to leave.

"Retreat"

"Congratulations to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live."

On the way to the imperial study, Mo Yu and Sheng Rui went one after the other, Sheng Rui made it clear that he didn't want to talk to Mo Yu, Mo Yu was also indifferent from beginning to end, and the two arrived at the imperial study in such an awkward atmosphere.

"Father, the retainer is worried about the prince's injury, so he came to the imperial study to see if there is anything that the retainer can help."

Hearing Mo Xiaofan's voice coming from the imperial study, Mo Yu's eyebrows raised and fell, obviously his expression did not change, but Sheng Rui looked at it but noticed a full ridicule from it.

As the door of the imperial study was pushed open, an extremely disdainful voice came: "You help?" Why hadn't this king heard that Sheng Qian's second prince had actually learned medical skills? Or do you want to help serve the prince and serve the prince? ”

Sheng Rui's words were merciless, Mo Xiaofan was humiliated in person, and in front of his admired father and Mo Yu, who was considered an opponent, but he could only endure it because of his identity, his face turned pale and blue, as if he had been splashed with color by a painter, which was very exciting.

"Please bear with the prince."

The imperial doctor was already waiting in the imperial study, and now when he saw Mo Yu coming, he stepped forward to treat him at Mo Chenfeng's signal. first checked the pulse, and then checked the injury on Mo Yu's arm, but this time there was a problem. It turned out that Mo Yu's wound had been broken for a long time, and the blood that flowed out again cemented the wound and the clothes together, if you want to clean the wound, you must first clean up the clothes, but Mo Yu's wound has been split for the second time, and you must not touch the water, you can only use wine to soak the clothes soft and then slowly remove them. However, we all know that alcohol is irritating, and once it touches the wound, it will inevitably cause pain, and the visual inspection of Mo Yu's wound is not shallow, and the pain is only severe.

"It's okay, just bear with it." The imperial doctor explained everything, and Mo Yu signaled to do it.

"It's not a delicate girl's family, presumably His Royal Highness the Crown Prince won't take this pain to heart."

Uncle Wang laughed.

"Who is joking with you! Hasn't anyone in this palace taught you that the elders are not allowed to interject when the elders speak? ”

Mo Xiaofan saw that Mo Yu ignored Sheng Rui, and thought he was sensible and took the sentence, but he didn't want to attract Sheng Rui's anger that he had nowhere to go. But what Sheng Rui said is reasonable, although Sheng Rui is only a few years older than him, he is indeed his elder, and Mo Yu is in the position of the crown prince, Mo Xiaofan has no official position, so he can naturally be regarded as an elder, and this is indeed what he took himself. Mo Xiaofan felt that his kindness was treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, but he didn't want Mo Yu's injury to be caused by him, and suffering from this trouble could be regarded as a reincarnation of cause and effect, and the retribution was unhappy.

"Xiao Fan." Mo Chenfeng's cold voice came.

"Yes." Mo Xiaofan swallowed the anger in his heart and responded, turned his head and confessed his mistake to Sheng Rui, "What Uncle Wang taught is that it was Xiao Fan's fault, and it was Xiao Fan who exceeded the etiquette in the palace. ”

How sincere Mo Xiaofan was on his face, how annoyed he was in his heart! And there is more than one thing that annoys him, for example, he flatters Sheng Rui so much, Sheng Rui just ignores it, and after getting close to Sheng Rui, he turns his head and presses him as an elder. If it's just that, it's just that his father is biased in favor of Sheng Rui, Mo Xiaofan really doesn't understand why Mo Chenfeng tolerates Sheng Rui, who has never made any contribution to Sheng Qian, to a far greater extent than his own prince, not to mention that Sheng Rui has no royal blood, and he is indeed an orthodox prince.

Now Mo Xiaofan doesn't know that when all the mysteries are solved in front of him one day, he regrets it beyond measure, but it is too late.

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