My lord, you crushed me

In fact, Mo Jue had already noticed A Jiang from the moment he stepped into the study.However, when A Jiang was doing things, it was completely different from when he was making friends just now. He was nervous, and Mo Jue couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he saw it.

After Ah Jiang came in, the ginseng tea was almost cold. He walked carefully to a small low table, put the ginseng tea on the table, and went down again with the tray.

Mo Jue couldn't figure out what A Jiang was thinking in his heart. Compared with Gu Li, A Jiang was younger than Gu Li except for his little face. There was really nothing that could compare to Gu Li.

Mo Jue rummaged around in the study, and then pulled out a larger volume from a pile of scrolls, and when he was about to write something, A Jiang came back again.

Mo Jue looked up at him, and couldn't help laughing for a while.A Jiang's clothes were a little thin, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, but A Jiang's red nose didn't match his current state at all.

From the look in those eyes, Mo Jue could vaguely see Momo's figure, and he didn't know what happened to Han Shaoyan's search, whether he found anyone, and whether Momo was injured.

"My lord, this is the ginseng tea prepared for you. You can drink it while it's hot." Although A Jiang was clumsy, but articulate, he gently brought the ginseng tea to Mo Jue, then lowered his head in fear looking at him.

"How many times have I said, you and I are not brothers, why bother to be so alien." Mo Jue did not raise his head, but continued to talk to A Jiang calmly, and his actions were not sloppy at all.

"My lord, stop joking, it's because A Jiang is ignorant, and I blame A Jiang for being stupid, but I can't tell that you are the lord."

After A Jiang put the things away, he stepped back, very peaceful.

"Do you mean that this king doesn't look like a prince?" Mo Jue raised his eyebrows, and suddenly became interested. He put the brush in his hand back into the brush pot, raised his head and looked at A Jiang, with a little smile on his face. smile.

"Don't dare, my lord misunderstood."

Originally, it was just a joke by Mo Jue, but who knew that A Jiang would be so unintimidated, and kowtow to Mo Jue on the ground with just one word, the voice was sonorous and powerful.

"What are you doing!" Mo Jue couldn't help being a little angry. He thought he had found someone who could joke with him and not talk about family matters, but he didn't expect that he would stop at his own identity in the end.Mo Jue got up from the seat with his clothes in his hand, and pulled A Jiang up, "Who allowed you to kowtow like this? I'm not a vicious king. Could it make you so scared?"

"My lord, I'm wrong."

A Jiang lowered his head, and when he kowtowed just now, he left a deep red mark on his forehead, and some blood oozes from the middle part.Mo Jue helped him wipe the blood off his forehead with some distress, and roared pretending to be angry, "Who told you to call me prince again!"

A Jiang's aura weakened all of a sudden, he could only lower his head nonchalantly, call out Mo Jue's name in a small voice, then immediately held his breath and turned his head sideways to observe the expression on Mo Jue's face, After confirming that his life would not be in danger, he let out a long sigh of relief.

"Didn't you tell me to drink it while it's hot? Why isn't your ginseng tea getting any heat at all?"

Seeing that A Jiang was beginning to adapt to the current environment, Mo Jue stopped being so stern, and just watched with interest as A Jiang prepared him to go to tea.

He knew that there was a certain distance between the kitchen and the study room. Naturally, the ginseng tea had already lost its temperature after traveling between the two places. It was just that he was suddenly interested in talking to A Jiang. She just attracted him, and now that she knew he was the prince, she became a little strange to him.

"Ah? Isn't it hot?" Hearing what Mo Jue said, A Jiang quickly picked up the ginseng tea again, and the cold cup made A Jiang's face suddenly become a little frightened.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault. I should have thought about it a long time ago. From such a long distance, this ginseng tea is brought over like this..."

A Jiang began to reflect on himself, and he also hated his sloppyness. After all, it was his first day to work in the palace, and making such a mistake on the first day made him feel worthless.

"Stop, stop, stop talking..." Mo Jue was a little annoyed to hear, let alone what A Jiang said, but when A Jiang was in a hurry, the expression on his face was more like that of Mo Mo, Mo Jue covered his face If he doesn't stop it, Ajiang will probably be able to reflect on it for ten days and a half months.

A Jiang finally calmed down. He kept looking at Mo Jue with his big eyes open, and swallowed quietly. He knew that Mo Jue might have something to say later, so he looked at him seriously.

Indeed, Mo Jue hadn't finished speaking yet, when he squinted at A Jiang, there was still a gleam in his eyes.

"You don't have to blame yourself. Anyway, they say it's still hot. You just need to warm up the ginseng tea for me." Mo Jue rolled his eyes, as if thinking of something funny, he stretched out his fingers to provoke Ah Jiang's chin, "Since you just started working today, I also want to give you a difficult problem, as long as you don't come out of this study, you can heat up the ginseng tea."

A Jiang's face darkened all of a sudden, he was still not familiar with the palace, and it was really a problem to warm up the ginseng tea in a short time.

"Then I'll give it a try, I should be able to do it." A Jiang was not too sure, but since the master had spoken, he had no choice but to follow suit. He carefully held the bowl of ginseng tea in his hand, trying to use his palm Warm the ginseng tea.

Mo Jue didn't say anything more, the two of them seemed to get along pretty well, he returned to his position just now, and continued the work just now, after half an hour, when Mo Jue raised his head again, A Jiang still honestly said Standing there, clutching the bowl of ginseng tea in his hands, he looked deathly at home.

It's not an exaggeration to say that the expression on his face really looked like death.

Ah Jiang himself could feel that the temperature of the ginseng tea in his hand was getting lower and colder. If the study room was not closed, he suspected that the ginseng tea would freeze.

Mo Jue smiled, how could there be so much fun when Gu Li took care of him before, but now A Jiang seems to have made his life more interesting.

"How is it? Is it hot? Do you need me to help you?" Mo Jue raised his eyebrows. He knew what A Jiang would answer him, but he also looked forward to it. What if A Jiang really did it? Woolen cloth.

"That..." A Jiang looked at Mo Jue with a face of embarrassment, and then lowered his head to look at the tea in his hand. He didn't know how to answer Mo Jue, so he could only reply in a low voice with a stiff face, "I seem to have made a mistake. What, this ginseng tea seems to be getting colder and colder."

Mo Jue smiled lightly, and looked at him with an expression on his face, "It's getting colder and colder?"