"Your Highness, it's time to drink the medicine."

A little eunuch came over with a bowl of black medicine.

Murong Qing took the medicine bowl, smiled bitterly, and drank the medicine in the bowl in one go.

The gentle breeze blew gently, allowing Mo Jiu to smell the bowl of black medicine.

The unpleasant smell made her frown.

Murong Qing finished drinking the medicine and put down the medicine bowl in his hand.

"Is it bitter?"

"Maybe, I don't know." Murong Qing replied a little indifferently.

Mo Jiu's gaze slowly moved down, stopping on his lap.

These legs have made him endure a lot, like...... It's the same.

Although the people around him will not exclude him for various reasons, there will still be strange eyes.

He, like it, has an inferiority complex that comes from a physical disability.

"Our Highness has been drinking this medicine since he was nine years old, and he is numb from drinking, where do you still know what this medicine tastes like."

"Alright, you can go down."

Murong Qing didn't seem to like others talking about his legs, and stopped the little eunuch's words with a little dissatisfaction.

"Do you have someone very important?" Mo Jiu took his eyes off his lap and stared straight into his eyes, asking a question that had nothing to do with just now.

He avoided Mo Jiu's gaze without a trace, and glanced to the side: "Grandmother is very important to me. ”

"Then why are you still obsessed with your legs?"

He doesn't like to be discussed about his legs, and when other people's eyes fall on his legs, he always subconsciously avoids them, and the bitterness of mentioning his legs.

These are not deliberately observed by Mo Jiu, but he 'shows' them in this short period of time.

Murong Qing's action of making tea froze, and the tea flowed outside the teacup.

The old lady who had been standing on the side and had not spoken took out a handkerchief, wiped off the water stains on the table and said to Mo Jiu: "The Queen Mother should be awake in a while, Miss Mo should go to the Queen Mother's palace to wait, our Royal Highness has been out for a long time and is going to rest." ”

Regarding the strong sense of chasing customers in the old mama's calm tone, Mo Jiu stood up very interestingly.

"If evasion solves the problem, there will be no problem."

Mo Jiu walked out of the pavilion and tilted his head slightly: "However, since you have important people, you should know...... It's best to have someone who is important to you. ”

Looking at Mo Jiu's back as he gradually moved away, Murong Qing lowered his head and smiled miserably: "But what if, I am a burden to that important person......"

His voice was so small that the old lady beside him couldn't hear it.

"Mama, take these things away." Murong Qing put down the tea set that he had been holding tightly in his hand, and wiped the sweat from his palms with a handkerchief.

The old lady caught a glimpse of him wiping the sweat from his palms, and her eyes showed a little dissatisfaction.

Prime Minister Mo's girl is not taught well and then sent to the palace, this nonsense looks really like an uneducated wild girl.

Wait until she must tell the Queen Mother to let Mo Jiu enter the palace less, so as not to irritate His Royal Highness the Fifth Prince.

The old lady skillfully put away the things and let Murong Qing stay alone in the pavilion as usual.

"Maybe you're right, cherish the moment and protect the people you care about." Murong Qing muttered with his eyes closed.

But he couldn't do it.

Maybe he can cherish the moment, but he is a wasted person, how can he protect the people he cares about.