Disobedience

During dinner, the prince asked Mo Jinghe: What's your word?

Mo Jinghe was a little confused, remembering that when he talked to him, he never called him by name, so today he is going to call himself?

"Come on."

The prince said: "Land" when the king comes to the world?

Mo Jinghe smiled: "Your Majesty took it. I don't know which 'Lin' it is. I didn't dare to ask. If Your Highness is interested, I would like to ask Your Majesty to ask His Majesty, so that I can understand the deep meaning of your Majesty's choice of words."

The prince looked at him and remembered that no matter whether it was against him or against him, he never seemed to have the upper hand.

Gesture: I am the master, and you are the slave.

You better speak politely.

Mo Jinghe seems to have never had such a self-awareness. When talking about the master-slave relationship, the first thing he thinks of is Mu Dongchu. They were close when they were young, but he didn't realize it. Now the master-slave relationship is more and more obvious.

Their relationship seems to have always been like this, say they are close, separated by monarchs, power, fame, or far away, it seems that they can feel the existence of that person by touching their chest and even their pulse.

The prince didn't blush today.

Mo Jinghe's mood at this moment is as if he saw a seed that had been stuffy in the ground suddenly burst into sprouts. Not only did he witness it, but he also watered him and participated in his growth.

"When you come to the world, the servant may be your servant, but now, the servant's heart is still with the majesty, the majesty asked the servant to serve the majesty, the servant came, one day the majesty changed his mind and asked the servant to leave, Or serving His Royal Highness the Second Prince, the servant will pack up and leave immediately."

Once again, Mo Jinghe was so angry that the prince blushed.

"However, as long as the servant stays in the Prince's Mansion for one day, he will spare no effort to plan for His Highness. For example, what kind of clothes does His Highness plan to wear for the plum appreciation three days later?"

The crown prince didn't answer his question, he didn't understand this aspect, unlike Mo Jinghe's clothes, which were always made of high-quality materials, carefully cut and sewn by a high-quality tailor, and sent to him for him to pick and choose. I hate that.

The prince gestured: I saw you at the queen mother's banquet before, and you were dressed more like a flower, but now you are more simple.

Mo Jinghe thinks gesturing is also good, and the mouth can be used exclusively for eating.

He also gestured: "The servant is still in his filial piety, so he can't wear that."

The prince laughed and ridiculed him.

cannot?He keeps his filial piety for the sake of keeping it, and keeps it for others to see, so he can't, it has nothing to do with "benevolence" or "propriety", but he keeps it well. He has touched Hunxuan before, but he heard that he went to a church meeting!

The prince seemed to have thought of something, frowned slightly, and gestured: So, you resigned because of Ding You?

Not all, it's just that it is more appropriate to resign at that time. Since it is a play, it is natural to do a full set to look good.

The prince continued to make gestures with a gloomy face: So, when Ding You's term expires, will you still return to Xiaohan Pavilion?

Mo Jinghe didn't plan to go so far for himself, he thought maybe Mu Dongchu was gone by then, and he was also lying beside him, um... Given his status, he shouldn't be able to lie beside him, That position is reserved for the queen, he is not worthy, I don't know if he will agree to ask the emperor for a small one of his many tombs.Thinking of this, Mo Jinghe didn't feel sad and sad, but a little excited, as if he suddenly had a vision that was not so difficult, and could still be realized if he tried his best.

Mo Jinghe looked quite open-minded and open-minded, and because of Mu Dongchu's matter, he behaved like this all day long.Naturally, the crown prince couldn't see this either, but Mo Jing was silent, thinking that he really wanted to go back to Xiaohan Pavilion.

Gesture: Is Xiaohan Pavilion really that good?Is this palace not good?

Mo Jinghe thought about the conversation between the two just now, and what the prince thought was right, the Xiaohan Pavilion is the same as Jiuqing, not to mention that he is still young and has a bright future waiting for him, so of course he should think about going back.

Mo Jinghe gesticulated: Your Highness thinks you are good and is reluctant to leave?

The prince himself couldn't explain clearly, but during this time together, he felt that although Mo Jinghe was always angry with him in words, everything he did was thought of for him, so he felt at ease and felt that he could dependable, trustworthy.

But I really want to trust him and rely on him, but I feel that this person is too unstable and difficult to control, not only because of his temperament, but people have said that he belongs to his father and is not under his control. Heavenly Father Huang wants him to leave, he will immediately pack up the package and leave.

The prince smiled, neither admitting nor denying it.

At this moment, Mo Jing and Fang saw the young Mu Dongchu, and their hearts couldn't help beating for a while.

Touching the jumping place, what he has been looking for is the Mu Dongchu who took the tea bowl from him when he was a boy?

"Slap" gave himself a slap in the face.

The prince couldn't pull him enough, he just tugged on his sleeve.

what are you doing? !

This sentence was typed hastily, and Mo Jinghe was a little dazed, almost half guessing what the prince wanted to express.

He said with a smile: "Things happen one after another these days, I'm a little tired, so wake up."

These words sounded like perfunctory words, the prince would never believe such nonsense.

Mo Jinghe gently took the prince's hands off his sleeves, and put them back on the prince's legs through the prince's sleeves.

Prince Fang felt that he had lost his composure and lowered his head slightly.Mo Jinghe was much taller than the crown prince, so from his angle, he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he seemed to be blushing again.

Who is following this point?It's so cute.

I don't really want to go to appreciate plum blossoms.

The prince typed this sentence very slowly, a little hesitant, a little discouraged, and a little melancholy.

He also knew in his heart that this invitation was not for him, but for Mo Jinghe. Mo Jinghe lived in his house, and he was Liu Jiabao's cousin. I sent it along with myself.If this is the usual situation, he would usually just write a sentence on the invitation card of the host's house, "Bring the family guest, Mr. Mo, to come with you." Liu Jiabao wrote another post for Mo Jinghe to show his solemnity , also for the convenience of Mo Jing and one person.

"it is good."

The crown prince lowered his head even lower. Sure enough, Mo Jinghe also thought he was cumbersome and didn't want to take him with him.

Mo Jinghe said again: "It's good to go, but Your Highness is the crown prince, so he can't invite him with a single invitation. Your Highness just puts on the prince's airs and shows him."

The prince was silent for a while, and then said: I seldom receive invitations, but it is because of your blessing.