The two of them were so popular that their voices inevitably got a little louder when they spoke.

After Lu Jiuqing finished yelling, he felt that it was quite boring. He was about to chase people away, but when he raised his head, he met a pair of shining eyes. Mo Chengning didn't know when he woke up, and he was looking at the two of them with his eyes open, and he didn't know how much he had heard.

Lu Jiuqing was stunned for a moment, then dropped the Mo Xiao and walked quickly towards Mo Chengning.

"When did you wake up?" Lu Jiuqing took a coat and put it on Mo Chengning, feeling a little nervous when looking at Mo Chengning.

Mo Chengning blinked and said leisurely, "I haven't been awake for long."

Lu Jiuqing pursed her lips, glanced at Mo Xiao, who was standing aside with a somewhat ugly expression, and said in an unnatural tone: "Mother spoke a little too loudly just now and woke you up, I'm sorry."

Mo Chengning looked at her: "Are you quarreling?"

"No," Lu Jiuqing subconsciously denied, "There was no quarrel."

Mo Chengning raised his eyebrows and looked at Mo Xiao, who was standing to one side.

Mo Xiao's expression was still a bit ugly. Facing his son's questioning eyes, he suppressed the irritation in his heart and said calmly: "There was no quarrel, so don't think so much about it every day."

Mo Chengning said meaningfully and said leisurely: "Father, a man can't bully girls."

Mo Xiao: "... Got it."

He glanced at Lu Jiuqing and lost any desire to stay here any longer. He opened the door and walked out.

When he got outside and was blown by the cold wind, Mo Xiao's mind finally came to his senses. He was a little annoyed, thinking that he was crazy to quarrel with Lu Jiuqing.

Before coming here, I had clearly thought about coaxing the person back to the capital, but when I actually saw the person, I couldn't control myself.

He raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow, and murmured: "Don't quarrel with her, hold it in, hold it in, hold it in."

After hypnotizing himself several times, Mo Xiao turned around and went into the room next door to rest.

The next day, Mo Xiao got up early in the morning and squatted in the yard to prepare medicine for Lu Jiuqing. He has lived here for some time and has become accustomed to making medicine. Now his body is stained with a faint smell of medicine that cannot be washed away, which is very similar to Lu Jiuqing's body.

After the medicine was boiled and cold, Lu Jiuqing's door opened.

Mo Xiao looked at Lu Jiuqing who was coming out, took the initiative to walk over, and shouted with a smile: "Are you awake? How did you sleep last night?"

Lu Jiuqing glanced at him and said calmly: "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I'm fine."

The smile on Mo Xiao's face stiffened for a moment, and then he quickly said: "This is outside, you don't have to be so polite to me."

Lu Jiuqing: "No matter where you are, you are His Majesty."

Mo Xiao didn't want to quarrel with Lu Jiuqing again because of this trivial matter, so she stopped holding on to this matter. It was just a title. She could call it whatever she wanted.

Bringing the cooked medicine over, Mo Xiao said softly: "Take the medicine first. The porridge you like has been made in the kitchen and will be delivered to you later."

Lu Jiuqing frowned, took the medicine and drank it in one gulp. Then he couldn't help but said, "Your Majesty, you don't have to do this."

My majestic emperor, what's going on in this small courtyard all day long boiling medicine?

Although she didn't ask about Mo Xiao's affairs, she was not completely unaware that the Queen Mother's letters were being sent to the courtyard one by one.

Mo Xiao shouldn't stay in this small town, he should go back to the capital.

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