The next morning, the sky was just white, and Lu Mian opened his eyes at the same time as usual.

She moved her head, feeling as if her neck was a little stiff, could it be that she slept too heavily last night?

There was a hot mass in front of her, and Lu Mian looked down and found that Mo Zhao was lying on top of her while asleep.

Lu Mian was used to this kind of scene, which would be staged almost every morning, and she raised her hand to pull Mo Zhao off of her.

"Sister Sleep." Mo Zhao, who was lying on Lu Mian's body, suddenly moved, he raised his head, his eyes were clear, and he didn't have the confusion that he had just woken up.

"Huh? Why did you wake up so early today. Lu Mian touched his head.

Mo Zhao lay on Lu Mian's body and let her hand on his forehead: "Sister Mian, I want to tell you something." ”

"Huh?"

"If I'm going to leave the cold palace, will you come with me?" Although Mo Zhao tried to keep calm, the trembling voice still revealed the tension in his heart.

"Together, of course." Lu Mian smiled slightly: "I still have to watch you grow up." ”

Mo Zhao was overjoyed and grabbed Lu Mian's sleeve: "Will you follow me wherever I go?" ”

"Of course." After Lu Mian finished speaking, he seemed to realize something, and turned his head to look in the direction of the door and window.

Everything that stood behind the door last night had been removed, and the thread that had been tied to her feet was gone.

Lu Mian said: "Someone came last night. ”

"Uh-huh." Mo Zhao nodded, and he didn't need Lu Mian to ask, he explained everything truthfully: "Sister Mian, don't worry, the person who came last night was my uncle, and he just came back from the border and quietly came to see me." He said he'd get us out of the cold palace in a while. ”

Lu Mian asked, "Is the uncle you are talking about General Hu Xiao?" ”

"It's him," Mo Zhao tilted his head, "Sister Mian knows my uncle?" ”

"No, just heard of it." Lu Mian remembered the information that Tuanzi gave her, and couldn't help but sigh: "I heard that he rode alone for thousands of miles, bravely entered the barbarian tribe alone, and recaptured a city from the other party single-handedly, without spending a single soldier." General Hu Xiao can be literate and martial, brave and strategic, and is simply a battlefield wizard! ”

In fact, Chen Yong has done more than that.

In the information, Mo Zhao was able to sit on that throne later, largely because this uncle was behind him as a backer.

Chen Yong held a lot of power, excluded public opinion, and pushed Mo Zhao, who was in a wheelchair, to the throne.

That's a really capable man.

Lu Mian spoke highly of Chen Yong.

Originally, his uncle was praised, and Mo Zhao should be happy.

But I don't know why, looking at Lu Mian's somewhat adoring appearance, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and he was extremely uncomfortable.

Sister Mian's eyes should be the only one in his eyes.

How is it possible to be interested in other people?

At this moment, Mo Zhao suddenly remembered that when the queen mother was still there, Chen Yong had not yet set out to fight, and he was still serving as his martial arts master in the palace.

Every time Chen Yong entered the palace, there would be palace maids who had been servants and successors to send Qiu Bo secretly to Chen Yong.

Even the queen mother often jokes about Chen Yong's marriage.

Chen Yong is tall and resolute, and he looks like an iron-blooded tough guy at first glance.

Although there are three out of twenty, but so far there is no marriage, the backyard is also clean, there are no aunts and concubines, and they are still very popular with those boudoir girls in the capital.

Would Sister Mian also like such a man?

Just thinking about this possibility, Mo Zhao had an urge to destroy everything.

After Lu Mian finished speaking, he got up and got out of bed, and Mo Zhao raised his hand and pulled her sleeve: "Sister Mian." ”

"Huh?" Lu Mian turned his head to look at him, and his gaze fell on him.

Lu Mian has a pair of extremely good-looking apricot eyes, his eyes are clear, and Mo Zhao's figure is clearly reflected in his brown eyes.

When Mo Zhao saw his appearance appear in Lu Mian's eyes, he was suddenly stunned.

Seeing that Mo Zhao grabbed himself and didn't speak, Lu Mian didn't know: "What's wrong with you?" ”

"No, no, I just want to call you all of a sudden." Mo Zhao lowered his head, let go of Lu Mian's sleeve, and got out of bed with him, his movements a little flustered.

Lu Mian glanced at him more, but didn't ask much, thinking that it was Chen Yong's return that made Mo Zhao overjoyed, so he had his abnormal behavior this morning.

After washing, Lu Mian walked out of the cold palace and went to the imperial dining room to get breakfast for the two.

Mo Zhao stood behind the door, as he had done countless times before, watching Lu Mian's figure fade away through the crack in the door.

But unlike in the past, Mo Zhao finally understood what he wanted.

He wanted to sleep and his sister would always be by his side.

He wants to sleep, and his sister's eyes will always only reflect him alone.

But these things have to be worked out slowly.

He's too young now.

There is no shining point on his body for Lu Mian to worship, and he has no ability to protect Lu Mian.

Mo Zhao clenched his hands into fists, his nails sinking deep into the soft flesh of his palms, and only pain could keep him sane and conscious.

……

After Chen Yong came that night, he came again.

He seemed to know what Mo Zhao had told Lu Mian about all this, and the second time he appeared was during the day, and he didn't hide from Lu Mian.

When Chen Yong came, Lu Mian was tending to her small vegetable patch.

Mo Zhao was a little tired after practicing calligraphy for an hour, so he followed behind Lu Mian and pulled weeds from the vegetable field with her.

Lu Mian was used to telling stories during this time, and he felt that it was a bit of a waste of time to just pull weeds, so he picked an allusion recorded in Sun Tzu's Art of War and told Mo Zhao to listen.

Lu Mian is not rote memorization, when she tells the story, she will also polish the story a little to make the listener feel lively and interesting.

Anyway, Mo Zhao listened to it with relish every time.

After telling a story, Lu Mian said: "This is the story of the war on paper." ”

Mo Zhao immediately cheered: "Sister Mian said it so wonderfully!" ”

At the same time as his words landed, another sound of applause sounded from the other side, and Mo Zhao and Lu Mian immediately turned their heads vigilantly, and then saw a tall man come out of the shadows.

The sound of applause was also made by him.

The moment he saw him, Mo Zhao's eyes showed a look of surprise: "Uncle! ”

The person who came was naturally Chen Yong.

Chen Yong approached step by step, and after calling Mo Zhao, his eyes fell on Lu Mian's body and said, "Miss Qiao is really smart, no wonder Zhao'er praises you." ”

Lu Mian lowered his head and looked calm: "The general laughed, the slave just told the story in the book to His Highness as it was." ”

Chen Yong spoke: "There are very few palace maids who can read, and it is even more rare for palace maids who can tell stories. Besides, your care for Zhao'er during this time is not comparable to others. ”

"It's all the duty of a slave." Lu Mian still had a modest look.

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