Mrs. Mo said he would not agree

Ah Xue returned to Mo Jingchun's yard.

Weeping Mo Yuanze grabbed his calf and wailed, Xu Sumei had to come to bring him back.Mo Jingchun felt guilty for a moment, but when he watched the rabbit grazing as if nothing had happened, he felt a headache again.

He didn't want to see that conjecture, but it wouldn't be that simple for a spirit to act.

The punishment in the previous three months was extremely cruel, and he didn't see any ghosts backing down. Now that the new rabbit tail punishment has no time limit, he was confused, and strange guesses arose because of the explanation that he came across by chance...

Even though it was speculation, Mo Jingchun felt desolate in his heart.

If true, it would be a shame.

It was night, he was lying in the quilt, and he didn't want to fall asleep as peacefully as before. After hesitating again and again, he reached down, as if to try.

Mo Hen, who was on guard at night, was dozing off outside, staring dazedly as if hearing a moan of pain, he slammed into the side with a jerk, and made a loud noise, "Erlang?" It's not clear whether he was dreaming at that moment, or the house was really disturbing.

There was no movement for a while before Mohen fell down again, thinking in a daze that it must be a dream.

Inside the house, the man hiding in the pitch-black darkness was blushing. It was a strange kind of blushing, and it was only when the body was pushed to the extreme that it would be stained with this color.

But Mo Jingchun let go of her hand expressionlessly.

If the price of making the punishment go away required touching so unbearably, so be it.

He can still not change into flimsy clothes in summer, at most he will be mistaken by outsiders for some eccentricity, but it's better than doing it again!

He covered the quilt discouragedly, and fell asleep after a while.

...

Gong Yeqi's face was heavy, and a group of people knelt down in front of him, including the pale Liu Cunjian.

He sat quietly, like a fierce beast entrenched.

"Your Highness, you should have made preparations earlier." Liu Cunjian was flustered, but he had to say it.

The prince would not throw things randomly just because he lost his temper. The reason why all the people in the East Palace knelt down was because they sensed His Highness's fury and panicked in their hearts.

What attracted the prince to be violent was Liu Cunjian's words just now.

He insisted and said: "Your Highness, the situation in the court has been weird recently, and several of your brothers and feet have changed frequently. I think you have some calculations in your mind. If you just sit back and ignore it, I'm afraid it will cause future troubles."

Based on the prince's brilliance and martial arts, Liu Cunjian actually guessed the reason why the prince was unwilling to do anything.It's funny to think about it. The most ordinary family relationship in the world actually appears in the royal family, between a pair of noble father and son who shouldn't have it.

The prince sat quietly, as if he hadn't heard his words.

There is no expression on the handsome face, as if everything is sealed under the skin, but those eyes...

It is unabashedly thick black.

No one wanted to feel the prince's fury.

His anger is not only the hostility and madness on the face, but also the tyranny and bloodthirsty under the calm suppression.

Liu Hao may be afraid of the prince's flashes of arrogance occasionally, but he is even more afraid of his calm and silent thick rage.

At that moment, it was as if the prince's two sides merged into one.

He is the only one who really knows what happened to the prince, or rather, besides Emperor Yongning and the Empress.

If there is any problem in the master's house, it cannot be hidden from the close servants.Especially the closest one.

There were too many people coming in and out of Donggong, others thought that the prince was just moody and indulgent.But Liu Hao knew that if he stopped at this, everything would be perfect.

The prince occasionally showed a tyrannical side.

He is crazier and more bloodthirsty than before.

Perhaps he was hungry to kill.

Liu Hao couldn't say exactly what it was, but he had actually brushed past "him" twice, and the consequences and lives that were brought out at that time were too serious.He survived because of his performance in it.

It is precisely because of this that his attitude towards Mo Jingchun is so gentle, it is because they share the same illness.

It's just that Mo Jingchun was worse than him, at least Liu Hao knew what happened.But that Taifu may not even know what happened to him in the past ten years.

Liu Hao remained motionless under Liu Cunjian's gesture.

Just a joke, if the current crown prince can be persuaded, he should be the one who should wipe his neck!

After a long while, a different sound came from outside the hall.

The crown prince moved slightly, and Liu Hao got up knowingly.After a while, he suddenly came back, passed through the group kneeling on the ground, walked up to His Royal Highness and said something.

Gongyeqi stared at him with dark eyes for a moment, then stood up indifferently.Liu Hao followed closely, kicked when he passed those servants, and immediately followed up cleverly.

As for the unwieldy...

There is no emotion in Liu Hao's eyes. The East Palace can't tolerate someone who is too shrewd, but also can't tolerate stupid trash.

They went to Changle Palace.

His Highness stayed in Changle Palace for half an hour. When he came out, Liu Hao couldn't tell whether his face was good or bad, but on the way back to the car, he finally heard His Highness the Crown Prince say, "If I'm leaving the palace alone... "

Liu Hao: "...you should kill the servant first." He said with a mournful face.

They just came out of Changle Palace!

His Royal Highness was not convinced, "What can I do if I kill you? Use your blood to pave the way out of the palace?"

Liu Hao's heart skipped a beat.

The prince was staring at him.

"Your blood alone is not enough." The prince looked away as if nothing had happened, "Go back, father is grounded, and go back to sleep alone."

Liu Hao: "..." What?

In his heart, he absolutely did not believe what the prince said, but he never imagined that His Highness would really stay dormant here, no longer caring about the storms outside, just going back and forth to Changle Palace often, until he was invited by Fengluan Palace one day.

In Fengluan Hall, the Queen's face was slightly pale, but it was covered by a lot of rouge and gouache, but the Prince could still see it at a glance.

"Mother, has the imperial physician come to ask for a pulse recently?" The prince frowned.

Queen: "I just watched it yesterday, but I didn't sleep much." Her tone was unhurried, and she signaled the prince to sit down with her eyes.

The prince smiled and sat down on her left, looking at the ledger in the queen's hand, "Someone brought me a gift." She looked at the thing in her hand playfully, "But compared to this, Qi'er... "

The queen looked at the prince with slightly different eyes.

"To the Zhang family, you have to show a clear attitude." The queen almost made it clear, with a stern look on her face.

Zhang family.

The prince covered his eyes a little tiredly, it was the Zhang family again.

...

"Boom--"

Drought thunder.

Mo Jingchun was sitting in the tea house having a drink with his colleagues, one of them was over thirty years old and finally had a son, they were overjoyed, and happily invited all the familiar colleagues out for a drink.

Although the atmosphere in the capital is not very clear now, most of the officials of the Imperial Academy don't care.Except for the newcomers, most of them spend the rest of their lives here as academics.People who only do learning have never had much to do with the direction of the court.

Mo Jingchun also took a few sips of wine, the person who invited guests today was regarded as a colleague with a good relationship in the Imperial Academy, so he had to give some favors.

His alcohol capacity was average, and the corners of his brows turned red after a few mouthfuls.

However, there are people at the table having a good drink, and naturally some of them are too drunk.In addition to the guests on the right hand, who barely managed to stay sane, two of them lay down after being drunk.

Mo Jingchun sat down again, and found that the only person who was sober was him.

Mo Jingchun: "..." He alone can't support so many drunks, and he is so drunk, they will be in pain tomorrow.

Mo Jingchun finished his last cup, got up slowly, and planned to jump over the "corpse" on the ground to call someone outside the private room, at least to help these drunks into the carriage.

Some of them came here by themselves, and it gives me a headache just thinking about it.

"Well……"

The corpse under the table moved and whispered.

"...Emperor..."

Mo Jingchun was stepping between two twisted and entangled human bodies, he really wondered how soft those two people's bodies were to be twisted like that.

"The queen... lost her baby... um..."

Mo Jingchun froze in place, and suddenly looked at Yuan Heming who was treating guests today.His red cheeks, closed eyes, and the smell of alcohol all showed that he was completely drunk.

"It's a boy..."

"Ow!"

It was almost the sound of the front and rear feet falling, Yuan Heming sat up in shock, feeling a huge pain in his head, and he was dizzy, and barely recognized the person in front of him as Mo Jingchun.

"I……"

He muttered indistinctly.

"You fell."

Mo Jingchun said seriously: "Do you know how much you drank?"

Yuan Heming, who turned joy into drinking: "..." Oh, my head hurts.

He had a feeling that he had returned to his official business and made a mistake again, when he faced Mo Jingchun tremblingly.

Mo Jingchun ignored the big bag on the back of his head, and together with the half-drunk and half-awake Yuan Heming took care of the aftermath, sent a bunch of drunk colleagues to the carriage, and personally pushed Yuan Heming back, leaving a sentence to the gloomy gatekeeper: " Tell him not to drink in the future" before leaving.

Mo Jingchun looked cold.

He came here on foot today, the Yuan family wanted to send someone to take him back, but Mo Jingchun declined because he wanted to get rid of the smell of alcohol on his body.

Mo Jingchun felt a little restless, he had thoroughly investigated everything by giving them away, the appearance of their drunkenness should be real.

But who can guarantee that there will be no disguise?

He was a little dissatisfied with Yuan Heming, who had always been trustworthy, so don't drink if you don't have a firm mouth after drinking, otherwise you don't know how to die!

Yuan Heming's family has a brother-in-law who is an imperial physician, and perhaps has his own connections.At least the ravings he uttered while half-drunk and half-awake... The empress did have a miscarriage once, and that was when the prince was eight years old, in the year when he was in danger in the paddock of Emperor Yongning.

Mo Jingchun was shocked, many things were connected together!

Emperor Yongning, Concubine Li, Empress, Zhang Family, Crown Prince...

Under the cunning moonlight, Mo Jingchun suddenly stopped and stared at the shadow on the ground.His heart was slightly cold, and he realized something that he didn't want to know.

[Task Five: Warn the Prince]

The spirit's long-awaited mission seemed more like affirmation of his guess.