Mo Yu hugged Xixiao to the bed, sat her down, and then squatted down.

Seeing that Mo Yu was about to help him take off his shoes and socks, he shrank back with a smile, with a trace of shame on his face, and a trace of fear: "Brother Prince, I just lied to you, my feet don't hurt..."

Mo Yu was silent, and there was no pause in his hand.

The blood-stained pure white socks were exposed to the candlelight and fell into Mo Yu's eyes.

The originally relaxed atmosphere condensed inch by inch, the young man's lips were pursed, his eyes were as calm as a cold pool and raging storm, but the movements of his hands became more and more gentle.

"Brother Prince," he said with a smile, "I just didn't care... It doesn't hurt..."

The dried blood glued the socks and flesh together, and Mo Yu handled it very carefully, but no matter how careful he was, it would hurt.

Xixiao gritted her teeth, frowned slightly, and refused to make a sound.

In fact, in terms of time, Xixiao's injury should be almost healed, but after so many days, the injury that fell in the Shen Criminal Division has not healed yet. Mo Yu also doubted, but he couldn't find any clues. It wasn't until the night when the peony on Xixiao's neck bloomed that the frost pulled out the spring fragrance, and Xixiao's injury healed faster.

Thinking of Chunxiang, Mo Yu's brows were locked again.

At that time, before Chunxiang could finish saying that, Fang Baobao pounced with a dagger, and he covered his smiling eyes, so in the chaos, only he knew what Chunxiang said before he died.

"But even without me, what you have to face is still a plot in the deep palace, how long can your prince brother protect you?"

Vicious words are drained with blood, and "when a man is about to die, his words are good", referring to those who are originally kind.

People in the dark quagmire will not be grateful to Dade for the light to shine, they only have to do and want to do one thing, destroy all the light, watch the original light people fall, and eventually indulge in the darkness like them, struggling on the edge of the River Styx. In the end, like a lamp withering and burning, the last wisp of green smoke that disappeared into the tears of the candle dissipated without a trace.

"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, it's time for you to wash up."

A voice broke the condensation that wandered between Mo Yu and Xi Xiao.

Mo Yu was still squatting in front of the bed, carefully revealing the flesh and blood socks for Xixiao, ignoring them.

Looking at the past from Chunhua's point of view, the young man half-squatting in front of the bed has a peerless appearance, and his facial features are deep and handsome under the candlelight, even if he is holding the blood-stained white socks in his hand, he has not been damaged by half a point, and he is still beautiful.

"Hiss..." With the sound of laughter, the blood-stained white sock and the injured foot were finally separated.

is like two people who shouldn't be together in the first place, even if they are connected to each other's flesh and blood, even if they are deep into each other's blood and bones, they will still be separated by fate after all, and they can't be strong or resentful.

"Call Dr. Meng over." Mo Yu glanced at Chunhua, with exploration and defensiveness in his eyes.

He remembered that Chunxiang and Chunhua entered Yangjing Palace at the same time, and now Chunxiang is jealous and laughing against the master, I am afraid that there is a clue, Chunhua and Chunxiang live in the same room, morning and evening together, unless Chunhua is really simple to the extreme, otherwise it should have been noticed. But Xixiao had told him about the temperament of these two people, Chunxiang was arrogant but flamboyant, Chunhua was cowardly and calm, these things should not end like this.

"Yes, slave and maid will go." Chunhua retracted his gaze, his head was slightly lowered, and his voice was not flattering, although he was too respectful and weak, it was easier to make the master or the person in charge feel good.

"Master!" A brisk footstep passed by the door of the laughing room, "Master, I have brought people back!" ”

"Huh? Master? The footsteps turned back again, and before anyone could see the voice, "I guessed that you were laughing here, are you feeling better?" I'm worried about you! ”

The heavy door curtain was lifted, and a young man with a cold body on his body: "Hey, Miss Chunhua, are you also there?" It just so happened that I came back from outside, and the master instructed me to go to Weixin Zhai to buy sesame cakes that I love to eat, including sesame seeds, sugar crisps, and red beans. Hmm..."Qingping grabbed his hair, his face was a little embarrassed, "I remember you said once that you also like to eat red bean flavor, so I specially asked for an extra pack for you." ”

Qingping took out a bag of hemp cakes wrapped in butter paper from his arms and handed it over, Chunhua was stunned for a moment, her movements were faster than her thoughts, and when she came back to her senses, she had already taken the things. Now that it is the middle of winter, there is no wind and cold, not to mention that the wind has been blowing all night tonight, and it has just stopped a little, Chunhua is holding the bag of sesame fragrant cakes in his hand, and the warmth spreads from the palm to the atrium.

Chunhua's eyes were a little red from the warmth, which was the temperature on his body.

"Come on, little gluttonous cat..."Qingping's intimate voice sounded, "I didn't say anything, but also specially called the boss of Weixinzhai, people thought I was robbing, and I almost reported to the official, just to buy you these packs of hemp cakes, how much I was wronged." ”

"Come on, come on..."Xixiao took out one of the packets of hemp cakes and handed it to Qing Ping's mouth, learning Qing Ping's tone, "I specially picked out the one you like to eat from so many hemp cakes, you see how much I feel sorry for you." ”

Chunhua watched the two of them play at the door, and a cool breeze leaked into the curtain that Qingping had never placed, and it hit Chunhua's body directly, making her heart palpitate.

turned around, lifted the curtains, and unexpectedly bumped into a pair of eyes, cold, but as if with a trace of pity.

"Chunhua girl, we meet again."

Chunhua bowed her head slightly, bowed, and looked respectful and cautious, with a pitiful taste.

Ning Shuang smiled slightly, didn't stay too long, passed by, and a wisp of fragrance drifted away.

"Why are you hurt again?" Qingping's voice is always pure, pure concern, pure indifference, and at this moment it is the former, "Aren't they all about to get better?" Laughing, you are really uneasy, these skin injuries are so slow in winter, you are even more slow, besides, you are not only skin injuries, you also have the bones inside! Do you know that it takes 100 days to break your muscles and bones? ”

After saying a basket of words, Qingping saw the smile in his eyes slightly red, and suddenly panicked, glanced at Mo Yu, who was already sitting on the chair next to him, and guessed what happened before he came.

Generally speaking, even if there is a little displeasure on her face, the master will find a way to make her happy, in Yangjing Palace, all the palace people know that even if you provoke His Royal Highness the Prince, don't provoke Xixiao, because if you provoke His Royal Highness the Prince, although it is scary to say, there is still Xixiao who can help ask for a favor, but if Xixiao is provoked, what awaits you may be from the prince and Xixiao. Now the smile is red, but the master is still sitting on the chair and drinking tea with a cold face, which is abnormal. There is a saying that "when things go wrong, there must be demons", something must have happened in between.

Just when Qingping was secretly thinking, Mo Yu spoke: "From today on, everything Qingping in Yangjing Palace is responsible, I don't want to see Xixiao injured again, otherwise..." There was a warning in his eyes, "You're the only one who asks." ”

"The minion takes orders." Qingping hit a spirit, no wonder the master's face was not good, it turned out that he laughed at himself and hurt himself.

"In the next few days, I'll have to worry about the frost girl." Mo Yu's tone was sincere, Ning Shuang could know the importance of laughter to him from his attitude, and he was not polite at the moment, he answered, and was instructed by Mo Yu.

"Master..."Seeing Mo Yu get up to leave, Xixiao hurriedly spoke, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he met Mo Yu's cold eyes, and he suddenly froze, and then continued to speak, "Can you let the slave and maid go to see when the plum blossoms in Qiyuan bloom again?" ”

Looking at the smiling appearance, Mo Yu was distressed and funny: "If you heal your injury, you can do anything, but now, until your foot injury is healed, you must not go out of Yangjing Palace." ”

"Qingping, take care of her, otherwise you know what the consequences will be."

"The slave knows."

Mo Yu turned to leave, and the clear figure passed through the door curtain and was no longer visible.

"What the hell is going on?" Qingping looked at the injuries on Xixiao's feet, the skin and flesh turned out, and there were a few dried blood condensations, and he was distressed, "I just left such a short time, why are you injured again?" actually made the master angry, you are really getting more and more capable. Qingping lightly nodded his smiling forehead: "If you don't hurry up and tell me, I can also go to the master for you to intercede." ”

Although he knew that there was no possibility of turning back what Mo Yu said, Xixiao still told what happened.

"The last concubine cried with two tears, and it was over? Nothing else? ”

"Nope." Xixiao replied very affirmatively, "The emperor just reprimanded Concubine Shu for a few words, and there is no other punishment." ”

"You didn't see it at the time, in the front hall, the lady concubine Niangniang cried that called a pear blossom with rain, 'the smoke and rain in the west are hazy and the moon is hazy, and the stars are closed and the clouds are closed', even my heart is crying, no wonder the holy favor has been going on for a long time, and there is no child under the knee but can still hold the power of the six palaces. It's really a beautiful woman I feel sorry for, and if it were me, I wouldn't be willing to let her cry anymore. ”

"You little girl will still pity the jade." Qingping flicked it on the door of the laughing head again, and watched her cover her head and laugh bitterly.

Last night, no matter the size of the official position in the palace, from the emperor to the palace maids and eunuchs, they all tossed all night, and the early dynasty retired early.

Mo Yu took two quick steps and stopped Sheng Rui: "Uncle Wang, please slow down." ”

"Who is the incense on the banquet and what is the purpose, in the end, it is just a scapegoat. And Concubine Shu's so-called 'negligence' is really ridiculous, but she shed a few tears, said a few words of excuse, and then changed her false name of Zhili."

"It's ridiculous." Mo Yu thought about Ji Yingxue

Mo Yu squinted slightly, as if he smelled a hint of a conspiracy about to surface.

What did she mean by what she said before she died, and who else wanted to make joy laugh behind it?