Empress Cui spoke plainly, and Mo Xia's heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

Mo Ya fell on the ground, opened his mouth and breathed silently and hurriedly, trying to keep calm: "Mo Xia never dares to have such thoughts, I hope your mother will learn from you."

"Don't you dare?" Empress Cui didn't like Mo Ya's tricks, "I see you are very brave."

Mo Ya said loudly: "Your Majesty, it is true that Mo Ya has not been to Baocui Palace recently and cannot get close to the Sixth Prince. I hope you will forgive me for failing to fulfill my Majesty's entrustment."

"Really?" Empress Cui said lightly.

Jinmen stepped forward with a cup of tea.

Empress Cui looked at Mo Xia and suddenly smiled.It is clear that the mother is in the world, but she is radiant and dignified: "In that case, let's get up first. Jinmen, the gold bricks are cold, and I haven't brought a cup of tea to Mr. Mo."

Mo Ya unconsciously pinched the ground with his fingers: "Thank you, Ma'am."

Seeing Jinmen and the tray in her hand getting closer and closer, Mo Ya was calm on the surface, but she kept doing psychological construction for herself: This is the imperial palace, and she is the son of the Hou family after all.Even if she is no longer favored, Empress Cui cannot directly poison herself to death.If it's other chronic poisons, with Auntie's universal antidote, it can always survive before the ten-day holiday...

Jinmen walked up to Mo Xia, lowered his eyes to condescendingly look at Mo Xia, and said with a smile, "Master, drink some hot tea to warm up your body."

From the corner of Mo Xia's eyes, he glanced at the filigree phoenix crown inlaid with jewels and beads on Empress Cui's high bun, which symbolized the empress's noble twelve phoenix tails, and hundreds of embroidered women who worked without sleep for three months.Yuyi Huangpao.His face turned pale, the corners of his lips trembled slightly, his intensified heartbeat stopped suddenly, and he fell into an abyss of despair.

Mo Xia stretched out his trembling hands, just about to take the tea from the Jinmen tray.

Unexpectedly, Jinmen flipped his wrist slightly, and the exquisite teacup fell to the ground instantly, making a crisp sound.

Mo Xia immediately fell to his knees, knocking his knees on the shattered tiles, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead: "Your Majesty, forgive me."

Jinmen's pretty eyebrows raised, and he yelled: "Bold, you dare to smash the tea that the empress rewarded you, what should you do?"

Mo Xia just repeated a sentence: "Mo Xia is disrespectful, and I hope the empress will forgive me."

Empress Cui didn't look at Mo Ya, she put her elbows on the armrest of the phoenix chair, and supported her forehead with her unarmored knuckles: "Jinmen, what is the crime for breaking what the empress gave you?"

Jinmen leaned over: "Hui Niangniang, Daliang ruled, destroyed the things in the middle palace, and expelled from the palace with thirty sticks."

Mo Xia froze.

Empress Cui opened her long and narrow phoenix eyes, and looked at Mo Xia with a half-smile, "It's said that you can't be punished as a doctor, and Mr. Mo is also from a noble family, so I will be exempted from this responsibility."

Mo Xia said, "Thank you, Ma'am."

"As for being kicked out of the court..." Empress Cui looked at Mo Xia's stiff back, and smiled with satisfaction, "You are the fifth prince appointed by His Majesty to accompany you.Capital crimes can be avoided, but living crimes cannot be escaped. I will punish you to kneel in Yuanhua Palace, and you will only be able to get up when I talk about it."

Mo Xia tightened his hands, and said again: "Thank you, Ma'am, for your kindness."

Jinmen turned around, but he didn't seem to see the bright red blood under Mo Xia's knees, his smile was the same as always, gentle and friendly: "Mr. Mo will come with the slaves."

Enduring the sharp pain in both knees, Mo Xia stepped on the ground with one foot, stood up steadily, and followed Jinmen all the way out of the main hall gate.

There was heavy snow with goose feathers in the sky, and it fell gently and gently on the face, as gentle as pear blossoms and catkins.

Jinmen took Mo Ya to a remote and uninhabited side hall of Yuanhua Palace.

Three inches of frost and snow covered the ground, blocking sight and blocking the sun.

Jinmen said: "After all, Yuanhua Palace is the place where the empress and the phoenix live, and the people who come and go are very noble. If Mr. Mo collides, it will be added to the crime. If the empress is kind, Mr. Mo will kneel here and reflect on his mistakes."

Mo Xia said: "Yes."

After speaking, he knelt down slowly.

Under the white snow, the uneven pebbles crushed Mo Ya's wound, the cold stimulation made Mo Ya frowned, but immediately let go.

Jinmen bent down and approached Mo Xia kindly to "prompt": "Mr. Mo is a smart person, and I don't want to watch him suffer. The Empress is the most cherished and appreciative of young children like Mr. Mo. You go and convince me."Ruan, once the Empress is in a good mood, she may be spared the Young Master's punishment."

Mo Ya's waist was loose and straight, her calves were tense, but she still held on: "Thank you, sister Jinmen."

Jinmen said with a smile: "Since that's the case, I'll go back to Empress Empress first, and hope that Mr. Mo can figure it out earlier, so as not to disappoint Empress."

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