Lu Mian thought that even if Mo Zhao's position as crown prince was abolished, he was also the emperor's son, and those minions would not dare to be violent against him, no matter how bold they were.

But now the scars all over Mo Zhao's body are telling Lu Mian how naïve and ridiculous her previous thoughts were.

Growing up with careful care since childhood, Mo Zhao's skin can be described as white as snow.

However, now, on his arms, shoulders, and even his entire back, there are all bruises left by the violent bullying, and some of the marks have even turned black, obviously not recently.

Lu Mian lowered his voice and asked him, "Do people often beat you?" ”

Mo Zhao nodded silently.

Lu Mian asked again: "Do the three people who bullied you this morning also come often?" ”

Mo Zhao nodded again.

In fact, it was okay at the beginning, during the period when he began to be imprisoned in the cold palace, even if those minions didn't care about him, they were still respectful, and he could eat enough every day.

Until the days passed, those minions became more and more perfunctory towards him, and even blatantly robbed him of his things.

Later...... All his things were robbed, and the eunuchs who came after hearing the news saw that they couldn't turn over things, so they began to take out their anger on him.

With one bullying, there will be countless later.

As long as they encounter something unhappy when they are doing things in other palaces, they will come to bully him to vent their anger in their hearts.

At first, Mo Zhao would cry in pain.

Now he's used to it.

When those people bullied him, he didn't cry or make trouble, and pretended to be painless.

Because if he finds that such words will make those people bored, they will soon leave.

After getting Mo Zhao's reply, Lu Mian gritted her teeth, her eyes were slightly heavy, and she felt that her behavior of just smashing a few of them with a stone this morning was really too cheap for them.

If she encounters those people again in the future, she will definitely not let them go easily.

There are other people who have bullied Mo Zhao before, and if she has the opportunity to know who they are in the future, she will definitely repay them one by one.

The expression on Lu Mian's face was very obvious, and it almost didn't take Mo Zhao to look closely to find it.

Mo Zhao's eyes moved slightly, was she holding grievances for him?

In fact, Mo Zhao is a little numb to this kind of life of being bullied every once in a while.

Only the faith in his heart supports him to live.

When Lu Mian didn't appear before, Mo Zhao thought that after experiencing so many ugly things, he was independent enough, independent enough to face the storms in the future, even if it was bumpy, he would not be afraid.

Until now, when he touched the unpretentious distressed look in Lu Mian's eyes, Mo Zhao felt as if his heart had been burned, and the originally frozen things seemed to crack out with a crack.

This embrace, which was originally a little resistant, now seems to have a different temperature.

Mo Zhao couldn't help but reach out and gently grabbed the hem of Lu Mian's clothes.

After all, he is only eight years old, and although he has a deep mind, he is not self-disciplined emotionally.

When you meet someone who is good to you, you will inevitably have some favor.

How could Lu Mian have thought that a distressed look from her would make the child in her arms think so much.

Because he may still have wounds on his body that he doesn't know, Lu Mian takes off his pants more lightly.

After seeing the condition of his legs, Lu Mian's anger in his heart couldn't be suppressed: "Your legs...... They didn't show you the Imperial Doctor? ”

In Mo Zhao's white and tender legs, the wound that could be seen deep in the bone had suppurated, and the flesh around the wound had rotted, and there was a foul smell.

Lu Mian had always thought that the stench from his body was due to the fact that he hadn't bathed for too many days.

It turned out to be the wound on his body!

In the information given to her by Tuanzi, Mo Zhao was injured after being beaten into the cold palace with the queen, and was only then abolished as the crown prince.

Lu Mian had not paid attention to the injury on his leg before, because it had been three months, and Lu Mian thought that the wound should heal no matter what.

Now take a look...... He didn't get any treatment at all! And in the process of being bullied, he encountered repeated injuries to his wounds again and again.

The emperor knew about Mo Zhao's knee injuries, didn't he send an imperial doctor to treat Mo Zhao before he abolished the crown prince.

Looking at the dense bruises on Mo Zhao's body, thinking that he was pushed to the ground this morning but didn't say a word, he didn't even reveal a single picture of pain.

Lu Mian couldn't imagine how he had survived these bullied lives in the past three months, dragging such a pair of legs.

Mo Zhao lowered his head, did not look up at Lu Mian, and did not respond to Lu Mian's words.

The little arched body stiffened, and he spoke, "If you ...... If you feel ugly, you can go. ”

Although he said that, the hand that grabbed the corner of Lu Mian's clothes did not let go at all, but grasped it tighter.

Even his voice trembled, looking like he was afraid that Lu Mian would really leave him alone.

Lu Mian felt sorry that it was too late for him, so he was willing to leave him.

Lu Mian hurriedly expressed his intentions: "I'm not leaving, I'm not going anywhere." His Highness is not ugly, and neither are his wounds. It's just that His Highness is too seriously injured, so it's not very good-looking.

If other children were so badly injured, they would have cried a long time ago, and if it were me, I would have to cry too. His Royal Highness was able to resist and not cry, it was really amazing, better than everyone else.

But rest assured, Your Highness, I will go out to find herbs and apply them to His Highness's wound, and the wound will heal in a few days. ”

During the Mo Zhao period, Ai Ai raised his head and looked at Lu Mian expectantly: "Really? ”

His eyes were dark, his thick and slender eyelashes were still a little wet, and he obviously couldn't hold back his tears when he just lowered his head.

Lu Mian was so distressed: "Of course it's true, I promise, I will heal your legs." ”

Dango hasn't chosen the gray finger in this world yet, but if you want to heal his leg, it's absolutely fine.

So Lu Mian also has the confidence to say this at the moment.

Mo Zhao used to be the crown prince, enlightened at the age of one, and studied with the prince at the age of two, although he is only eight years old now, he already knows a lot of things.

However, it was such a former prince who had received several years of education, and when he heard an ordinary palace maid say that he could heal his leg, even the imperial doctor said that he could not heal it.

He didn't have the slightest doubt.

"Great." Mo Zhao looked happy, maybe the wound was revealed, maybe it was Lu Mian's always gentle attitude, he couldn't help but let go a lot in front of Lu Mian, and even his attitude towards speaking was a lot more eager, not as cold as just now.

When Lu Mian carefully scrubbed his body, Mo Zhao seemed to open a chatterbox, and his mouth kept talking:

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