Regain the emperor's favor.

Concubine Shu and the second prince have only kept a low profile for a few days, and their style of behavior has returned to their previous high profile.

However, after drinking the blood of the second prince, the emperor seemed to finally remember Mo Zhao, who also donated blood to him as a medicine a few days ago, and made a holy decree to seal Mo Zhao as King Zhao and give him the Zhao Palace.

The day after receiving the holy decree, Mo Zhao took Lu Mian into the palace to thank him.

Lu Mian finally knew about Mo Zhao's blood donation to the emperor.

Mo Zhao deliberately hid it from her, plus Lu Mian stayed in the courtyard all day and didn't go out, blocking outside sources, and it was so late that he didn't know what Mo Zhao did when he entered the palace that night.

"No wonder you looked so bad when you came back that day!" Lu Mian was angry, Qi Mozhao didn't care about her body so much, and she was also angry at her own carelessness.

Mo Zhao sat next to Lu Mian, and the speed of admitting his mistake was extremely fast: "Sister Mian is not angry, I will never be like this in the future." ”

Lu Mian gritted his teeth: "Don't lie to me!" ”

Mo Zhao nodded repeatedly.

Lu Mian also wanted to see the wound on Mo Zhao's wrist, the sleeves of the costumes of this dynasty were generally wide, and there were sleeve pockets sewn into the cuffs, and any gadgets or silver tickets that everyone wanted to wear on their bodies were placed in their sleeve pockets.

So much so that for so many days, Lu Mian didn't find that Mo Zhao had an injury on his wrist.

Mo Zhao raised his hand lightly, avoiding Lu Mian, "Sister Mian, the scar is too ugly, don't look at it." ”

Lu Mian didn't know if he was really afraid that the scar would make him ugly, or if the wound was too serious and hadn't healed now, so he didn't want to show himself. But no matter which one it is, it's enough for Lu Mian to feel distressed.

Lu Mian didn't have anything to do with him, since Mo Zhao didn't want to show her, then she wouldn't watch it.

The two entered the palace together, but in the end, only Mo Zhao was able to enter the imperial study.

Lu Mian, as his personal maid, could only wait outside the temple.

Inside the temple.

"Erchen has seen his father." Mo Zhao sat in a wheelchair and lowered his head: "Shu Erchen is unwell and can't salute his father." ”

"No need to be polite. Zhao'er, look up. The emperor's voice was majestic, and since Mo Zhao's figure appeared at the door, the emperor's gaze fell on him.

At that palace banquet, the emperor didn't care about this son who had already been given up a long time ago, and what was given to Mo Zhao was just a casual glance, and he didn't remember Mo Zhao's appearance at all.

Now after seeing Mo Zhao, the emperor's mind can't help but think of some pictures of when Mo Zhao was the crown prince before.

"Yes." Mo Zhao responded, raised his head, and looked at the emperor in the high position.

Mo Zhao has a beautiful appearance, a clear face, seven points like his mother, three points like his father, and those standard Danfeng eyes are inherited from the emperor.

When he raised his head, the emperor seemed to see his younger self through the eyes that looked exactly like his own.

However, Mo Zhao's pupils were darker, black and pure, like high-grade amber, without the slightest impurity.

The young man's eyes were bright and shining.

He only glanced at the emperor and quickly lowered his head.

Although the time to raise his head was fast, the emperor still saw the admiration and respect in Mo Zhao's eyes.

"How have you been doing in the General's Mansion all these years?" Even if they greeted each other, the emperor's voice also carried a strong sense of the person who had been in the position for a long time.

However, Mo Zhao didn't seem to notice it, he didn't see the fear of the emperor on his face, and with a trace of discomfort and nervousness, he slowly answered the emperor's questions.

For the first time in eight years, the greetings appeared on the two of them.

The emperor thought that he was a careful person, and when he was talking, his eyes would fall on Mo Zhao from time to time, and he also noticed Mo Zhao's nervousness in front of him.

From time to time, Mo Zhao would grab his clothes and rub them with his hands, as if he was suffering from ADHD, and his hands were so tense that there was nowhere to put them.

From Mo Zhao's body, the emperor could not feel Mo Zhao's malice towards him, but only felt Mo Zhao's respect and admiration for him.

After some conversation, the emperor suddenly believed that Mo Zhao's blood donation was really with a concern that was not mixed with any interests.

This relationship is rare and valuable.

The emperor's gaze at Mo Zhao suddenly softened.

Moreover, the emperor also suddenly remembered some things when Mo Zhao was a child.

When Mo Zhao was still the crown prince, the emperor had high hopes for him, otherwise he would not have used the word Zhao to give him a name.

It's just that the emperor was too angry about the queen's incident.

In his rage, he lost all reason.

The emperor suddenly spoke: "Zhao'er, what do you want?" ”

"Father......" Mo Zhao tightened his hand, "Erchen has been taught the way to govern the country since he was a child, and now although he is unwell, he still believes in his heart, and Erchen wants to contribute to the society of Jiangshan." ”

The emperor looked at Mo Zhao's disabled legs, and suddenly remembered that many years ago, when Mo Zhao was first enlightened, the Taifu who had taught him praised him as a genius.

"I'm right."

……

Mo Zhao had the right to enter the palace and go to court.

As soon as this news came out, everyone was shocked.

Everyone doesn't understand what the emperor means.

Forget it about giving Mo Zhao a mansion, after all, every prince will go out of the palace to build his own mansion after he reaches the age of fourteen, and he will even have his own fief in the future.

Mo Zhao is now sixteen years old, because the emperor didn't care about him before, so no one mentioned this matter, and Mo Zhao has been living in the general's mansion.

However, what happened to let Mo Zhao follow the early dynasty?

Mo Zhao's disability in both legs is well known, and since ancient times, no minister or prince has ever been in a wheelchair to go to court.

Not to mention that Mo Zhao has been living in the General's Mansion for so many years, and he has not been specially taught by Taifu like other princes to let such a person come to the court...... It's like a pot of rice that suddenly loses a mouse dropping, and Mo Zhao is that rat dropping.

Everyone played one after another, asking the emperor to retract his will.

However, the emperor seemed to be iron-hearted in this matter, and no matter how much everyone dissuaded him, he did not take back his fate.

In the palace of the concubine.

Mo Jiaze roared angrily: "Father, is this dizzy!" How to let a cripple come to the morning court! Could it be that the father has not given up on that cripple! ”

Concubine Shu frowned: "Ze'er, you are sensible." It's just an early dynasty, and it doesn't mean anything. Besides, with his crippled body, do you think the emperor will entrust the country to a cripple? ”

Mo Jiaze was short of breath, and his mood could not be calm for a long time.

He was already twelve or thirteen years old when Mo Zhao was deposed, and he had already remembered.

Even if he doesn't want to admit it, there are some things he is the truth.

After the princes were enlightened, they were taught by the same group of Taifu at the same time, and it was okay at first, but only after Mo Zhao was enlightened, there was only Mo Zhao in the eyes of those Taifu, and every time they saw the emperor, the Taifu only praised Mo Zhao.

Mo Jiaze said in a dumb voice: "Queen Mother, have you forgotten the praise that those masters praised him back then?" ”