Mulberry leaves squatted in front of the main courtyard, looking out intently with big round eyes.

Cai Qian didn't let her take a second look when she came over with a snack, and Cai Qian replied to the goose beside her, "What's wrong with her?" ”

Yan Hui chuckled: "Wait for the princess." ”

This little girl is very sticky, and she only has the princess in her eyes, and she always wants to go wherever she wants to go like a little tail, and the princess didn't take them when she went out with the prince tonight, and the little girl is puffing up.

Sang Ye held his chin and looked at the dark outside, and suddenly seemed to hear something, and the whole person jumped up in an instant, rushing out like a small cannonball: "Miss! ”

Yun Jinchu laughed first when he heard the voice, and saw Mulberry Ye stop in front of him, looking at her with a pair of resentful eyes.

Without waiting for the little girl to chatter, she took out a few sugar lotus seeds from her arms like a trickster, and directly reached out and stuffed them into the mulberry leaf mouth.

"Is it sweet?"

Sang Ye was stunned, and nodded with sugar in his mouth: "Sweet." ”

"Let Uncle Zhao make you hydrangea crisp tomorrow."

The little girl instantly forgot the grudge just now, and instantly smiled.

The corner of Xia Houyu's eyes twitched when she stood behind and watched, this crazy girl was afraid that she would be able to sell it if she was a piece of candy.

Cai Qian and the red goose were also amused by the mulberry leaves when they came over, and Cai Qian puffed and said: "Sang Ye just now was still talking about the young lady not taking her out to play, and she didn't even eat the snacks that the slave maid brought her, and the slave maid also said that she was modified, and she was thinking about it better." ”

Yun Jinchu smiled and touched the mulberry leaf's head, and said to Cai Qi: "Go get some food, I haven't eaten with the prince yet." ”

"Slave and maid, go now."

After Yun Jinchu and Mo Xuanchen entered the house, Yan Hui brought in some warm water for the two of them to clean their hands, and then retreated first.

Mo Xuanchen said to Zhu Qi: "Send someone to keep an eye on the second prince, and there is also the heavenly prison, let people help Ran Qiusheng sweep his tail clean, don't let Emperor Jing notice." ”

After speaking, he looked at Xiahou Yu,

"Is it safe in the inner court of the palace?"

Xiahou Yu hurriedly said: "Don't worry, the prince is the confidant next to Feng Liang who replaced the wine, he has been in the palace for several years, and he has never done anything before this, and he has little contact with the outside world, Feng Liang has great trust in him, as long as the body of the eldest princess is not found, there will be no problem." ”

Mo Xuanchen said "um": "Let him lie dormant for a while, and don't move after that." ”

Xiahou Yu nodded: "Yes." ”

After Zhu Qi and the others withdrew, Cai Qian brought in the food, because it was too late, but they didn't prepare any complicated dishes, just two simple bowls of Yangchun noodles, with a round poached egg spread on the noodles, and a plate of braised pork and two side dishes next to it, which looked refreshing.

After Yun Jinchu washed her hands, she looked up and saw Mo Xuanchen standing by the window and distracted, she twisted her handkerchief and walked over and said, "Wipe your hands." ”

After Mo Xuanchen took it, he wiped his hands silently, and the handkerchief was stained with blood.

As if he hadn't seen it, Yun Jinchu threw the handkerchief back into the basin.

He walked to the inner room by himself, took out the wound medicine and gauze from the dark pavilion he had seen before, and then dragged Mo Xuanchen to the table and sat down.

Mo Xuanchen's fingers are slender and distinct, his skin is a cold white tone, and there is a layer of calluses on the fingertips, tiger mouth, and the edge of the palm, but it does not damage the beauty at all.

At this time, the middle of the palm of the hand, which was originally good-looking, was full of mottled scars, and after rubbing it with water just now, the blood skin that had condensed on it was rubbed off, and blood beads came out between the flesh.

Yun Jinchu took his hand to apply medicine to him, and the slight stinging pain of the medicine powder falling on the wound caused Mo Xuanchen to come back to his senses, and he saw her bow her head and wrap the gauze around his hand: "Mo Xuanchen, how long have we known each other?" ”

Mo Xuanchen lowered his eyes: "Half a year." ”

Yun Jinchu said: "It's four months, to be exact, four months and seventeen days. ”

She didn't mean to remember the day they met, but she met Mo Xuanchen on the first day she crossed over, and the experience of that day was hard for her to forget.

"I've known you for so long, except for the time when you used me as bait and fell off the cliff and had an accident, you have always done things for a long time with a clear purpose, I thought you should be prepared before you met Rong Xian, even if the truth is unbearable, you should be the kind of person who will not hurt yourself if you screw off other people's heads."

Yun Jinchu's words were slightly ridiculous, and his fingers flexibly tied a bow on his hand,

"After we met, you have always calculated others, and your heart and eyes have become more than a sieve, our Mo Shizi is not like such a weak person."

She didn't like the anger on Mo Xuanchen's body, even if he was cunning when he was thinking about people, it was stronger than the indescribable low pressure before.

She deliberately wanted to make Mo Xuanchen smile, but before she finished speaking, she was suddenly hugged into her arms by the person in front of her.

Yun Jinchu's body stiffened, and he wanted to break free, but he didn't want Mo Xuanchen to suddenly bury his head in her neck socket.

"Ah Jin, I'm just a little sad."

Yun Jinchu was stunned for a moment, and listened to the man who was always wanton and flamboyant in the past hugging her tightly, and his voice trembled with an imperceptible lightness,

"I just didn't expect my grandfather's death to be so ridiculous."

Even if it is because of the military power, even if it is because of the high merit of the Mo family, even if it is really because Emperor Jing can't tolerate his grandfather and let people set up a situation to frame him, it is better than him dying in such a ridiculous game of monarchs and ministers.

He would rather Emperor Jing want his grandfather's life in the first place, and even set a trap early in the morning to lure his grandfather into the urn, rather than that Emperor Jing was unable to bear the pressure of the court and the central government, and after coaxing his grandfather to overcome obstacles for him with the attitude of a Ming monarch, he abandoned his grandfather for such a ridiculous reason and let him be buried in the territory of Southern Chu.

Yun Jinchu pursed the corners of his mouth, empathizing with the anger and grievances in his heart.

Even if she was just an outsider, the moment Rong Xian said the reason, she felt ridiculous and disgusting.

Yun Jinchu's hand, which originally wanted to push people away, fell on his back and patted him lightly, and he heard him whisper: "My grandfather has been a horse all his life, and he has carved the ancestral teachings of the Mo family into his bones, he said that it is the responsibility of the Mo family to protect Daye, even if he is disgusted with the mediocrity of the first emperor, he has never thought of abandoning the royal family......"

During the reign of the first emperor, the court was extremely chaotic, the vassal kings in various places were restless, the Southern Chu and Northern Di repeatedly attacked, and the southern wars were continuous.

When my grandfather fought for almost no time, the wounds on his body never broke.

Mo Xuanchen grew up with the old prince Mo when he was a child, he watched his grandfather enter and leave the barracks, watched him ride a horse to meet the enemy, even if he saw his head flying to his feet for the first time and trembled with fright, his grandfather never comforted him for half a sentence, he just let him hold a long knife larger than his body, and taught him how to pierce the sharp point into the enemy's vital point.

As blood splattered, he cried and tried to flee.

His grandfather only took him to the Ten Thousand Graves, trapped him with his frenzied struggle, and let him watch the bones of the soldiers of the Mo family who died in battle buried under the huge tombstone.

The land of the ten thousand graves was turned over and over again, and each time the bones buried in them were less than the eleven dead and wounded in wartime.

There are already countless white bones in it, and there are only three words "Mo Family Army" on the huge tombstone.

His grandfather told him very harshly:

Mo Xuanchen, this southern realm, this Daye, is your responsibility as the heir of the Mo family.