Prince's baby concubine

After measuring his body, he would have to wait a few days for the clothes to be made. Jimo Xun didn't have thick clothes, so he had to wear Mo Yizhao's first. It was obviously much bigger and was dragged to the ground.However, he is very suitable in white clothes with feather collars, especially when he wears white silk eyes.

Because the last time Mo Yizhao said about appreciating the fallen leaves, he was very worried recently, and he really wanted to see the fallen leaves.I want to sit at the stone table with Mo Yizhao, enjoy the fallen leaves and drink tea together.But when will his eyes get better? Recently, he has been taking all kinds of strange herbs, and he can't take it anymore.

"What's the matter Xun'er?" Mo Yizhao hugged him from behind.He shook his head and said, "Zhao, when can I see you?"

Mo Yizhao was stunned, there was really no answer to this question, few people knew about the poison in Jimo Xunzhong, it was the unique poison of Ye Yang's family, only the prime minister knew the formula of the antidote.Even the imperial physician and Huan Ziling had no choice but to give him all the medicines that the imperial physician knew could heal the eyes.

"Xun'er, I'm sorry, I..."

"Zhao, it's okay, I just want to see the fallen leaves, take your time, I believe you."

Mo Yizhao hugged him dotingly: "My Xun'er, you are the best, I will make you better. I will take you to see the fallen leaves." Mo Yizhao took Jimo Xun's hand and walked to the yard. Under the tree, the fallen leaves in early winter are not like autumn. In autumn, the fallen leaves just fall one by one, but in early winter, they are as colorful as rain.

As the wind blew, the dead leaves fluttered down one after another, and fell on the two of them, and they fell after being lightly stroked.

Jimo Xun feels this invisible beauty silently, and is very satisfied with his dearest person.

Next to her, Yuehe also watched the fallen leaves quietly. She held the broom but did not move, as if in a daze, and her dim expression was somewhat sad, and the bright eyes reflected the lightly falling leaves.

Mo Yizhao probably knew what she was thinking, because the last time Ye Luo looked into the yard was Yuehe, the two of them should know each other.

"Xun'er, wait here for me." Mo Yizhao thought of such a beautiful day, of course he had to drink some wine, he hadn't had a drink with Jimo Xun for a long time, and he kind of missed his drunken, slightly red face.I miss him even more when he was drunk and leaned in his arms and acted like a baby.

Jimo Xun groped for the stone bench sitting under the tree, not knowing what Mo Yizhao was mysterious and trying to do.As for Mo Yizhao, the emperor wanted to summon him when he was looking for wine, which broke his good wish, so he had to let Xiaotao take good care of Jimo Xun and meet the emperor by himself.

Xiaotao told Jimo Xun about Mo Yizhao being summoned by the emperor, so she went to make medicine and asked Yuehe, who cleaned the courtyard, to take care of him.

However, these two people are the most unable to communicate, Yuehe can't speak, and Jimo Xun can't see, which makes Yuehe a little at a loss.Jimo Xun knew that Yuehe was in trouble, so he said to her: "It's okay, Yuehe, you can do your work, I will call you when I have something to do."

In this way, Jimo Xun can only appreciate the invisible fallen leaves alone.

I don't know how long it took before there was a vague voice, Jimo Xun thought it was Xiaotao talking to Yuehe, but why did it sound like a man's voice?

The advantage of being invisible is that you can hear nearby sounds very clearly, and the distance that ordinary people can't hear clearly can be easily heard by Jimo Xun now.

The man seemed to be talking to Yuehe: "Yuehe, as long as I make clothes that satisfy the third prince, I can ask him to hand you over to me. Just wait a few more days." Hearing this voice and adding the content, Jimo Xun suddenly thought of Ye Luo.

It's a pity that Yuehe couldn't speak, and Jimo Xun didn't understand what she was gesticulating with her hands.She told Ye Luo: Ye Luo, I really can't go with you, the third prince is kind to me, if I leave without finishing the report, I am so sorry to the third prince and the third concubine.

Ye Luo was silent, and he nodded in disappointment: "Well, no matter when you want to leave, I can take you out."

"Thank you, Ye Luo, after I finish my debt of gratitude, I will definitely go out of the palace with you and watch the fallen leaves with you every year." After Yue He made the gesture, he hurriedly asked Ye Luo to go back, so as not to be seen by Xiaotao.

Sure enough, as soon as Ye Luo left, Xiao Tao came out because she heard the voice, and asked, "Yuehe, was someone talking to you just now?"

Yuehe waved her hand, since she didn't want to talk, Xiaotao didn't want to press her, this woman is pure and kind, she doesn't seem like someone who would do bad things.

Jimo Xun sat bored and couldn't see, he said to Yuehe, "Yuehe, I want to go back to my room."

Yue He walked over, helped him up and took him back to the room slowly, Jimo Xun couldn't help but asked, "Yue He, who was the person talking to you just now?"

Yuehe froze for a moment, his body trembled uncontrollably, and Jimo Xun laughed: "I'm just kidding you, I know you can't tell me."

Yuehe was so frightened that he forgot the fact that he couldn't speak, and Jimo Xun couldn't see it at all.I didn't expect that Jimo Xun would be really hard to guard against if it broke down.

When he returned to the room, he was still alone. Jimo Xun, who was afraid of being bored, was even more bored now because he couldn’t see. He remembered that people who couldn’t see on TV liked to grope around. Otherwise, he should try it himself and use his memory to find the direction. surrounding things.

He searched the room first, and accidentally touched a soft leaf, which seemed to have something written on it, and he carefully tried to figure out the content of these words.It took a lot of effort to finally come up with a few words: If you are good, I promise to accompany you to see everything, if you are not good, I will be your eyes.

The leaves fell on the ground, Jimo Xun didn't know whether to cry or laugh, he wanted to laugh, but tears flowed out involuntarily, wetting the white silk.

When Mo Yizhao came back, he saw him crying, and asked him with concern: "Xun'er, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying, good boy, it's not good for your eyes."

"Zhao, are you being too kind to me?"

Mo Yizhao was taken aback for a moment, then chuckled again: "What's wrong with you, little idiot, why do you say such things suddenly, you are my concubine, who would I treat if I don't treat you well?"

"However, there must be a limit."

He didn't speak, pinched his nose, and held him in his arms again.

"Xun'er, if I tell you that even if the second brother becomes the emperor, I will not be able to take you away for the time being, will you hate me?"

"will not."

"I'm sorry, father told me that even if my second brother becomes emperor, he will definitely be threatened and hurt. My task is to help him secure the throne. Only then can I leave with peace of mind."

"Well, I understand, as long as you are here, no matter where it is."

Mo Yizhao picked him up, threw him on the bed and pressed him on top of him. Just as he was about to give him a good kiss, he remembered an important thing: "By the way, Xun'er, your father passed away."

Jimo Xun was not very sad, because he didn't even remember what his father was like. In his memory, his father only hated him, but never loved him, because he accidentally bumped into his father's favorite when he was naughty. At that time, the concubine was pregnant and had a miscarriage because of this.

It is precisely because of this that Jimo Xun entered Nanxiang as a hostage.

Mo Yizhao knew that Jimo Xun had bad memories, so he kissed him lightly on the forehead and said, "Xun'er, I know you hate your father, but you have to go to your elder brother's enthronement ceremony. He helped We're too busy."

"Brother, that's right. After the death of the emperor, the eldest brother will ascend the throne. I, I, Zhao, will you accompany me back?"

He was afraid, and Mo Yizhao knew that the emperor summoned him to accompany Jimo Xun back to Xiqi, how could he bear to let him go back alone.

"Well, Xun'er, I'll accompany you."