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    "It's so hot." Mo Xia sat in the room and kept fanning the wind.The other hand didn't stop, holding the brocade handkerchief to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

    Mo Xia let out a long breath, looked at Lu Chenzhang who was obsessed with books at the desk, and walked towards the kitchen quietly.

    If remember correctly, there was also a jar of ice cubes.

    "Aya, where do you want to go?"

    Before stepping out of the room, he was mercilessly grabbed.

    Mo Xia walked to Lu Chenzhang's side, chose a beauty couch that was placed by the window, facing the draft, and lay on it listlessly: "Your Highness, I'm really hot."

    "That doesn't work either." Lu Chenzhang put down the book and ruthlessly refused, "Your leg was injured and your health is not good, so you can't catch the cold anymore."

    Mo Xia grasped his lapel indistinctly, trying to let the cool wind pour into his clothes.

    But finding that even the draft was unbearably hot, Mo Xia sighed in despair.

    When will this unlucky day end?

    Mo Xia looked at Lu Chenzhang, who was calm and feeling nothing, and questioned his soul many times: "Your Highness, don't you really feel uncomfortable? You can use the ice mirror if you want, don't worry about me. I don't care at all..”

    Lu Chenzhang turned over a page of letter paper, without any emotion: "Aya, I'm not hot."

    Mo Xia didn't believe it, and said righteously: "How is it possible? If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. I love you the most. You know, I will take care of you in everything."

    Lu Chenzhang looked at Mo Ya who was almost playing a rogue, closed the secret letter in his hand, and said with a half-smile: "Ah Ya, are your hands sore?"

    "Yeah." Mo Ya's arc of shaking the fan became smaller and smaller.

    "Then I'll let Ah Si come in and fan you."

    "Don't." Mo Ya immediately recovered, "Don't call him."

    Ever since Lu Chenzhang almost wanted to forcefully rush into Yuanhua Palace to rescue Mo Ya, in Ah Si's heart, Mo Ya had already been equated with the concubine Yao.

    Ah Si unilaterally hates Mo Ya.

    Mo Ya even felt that every time he saw himself by Lu Chenzhang's side, Ah Si probably wanted to yell, "Monster, stay away from my master."

    It's just that Lu Chenzhang has always protected Mo Ya, so no matter how angry Ah Si is, he can only hold back.

    Lu Chenzhang sat next to Mo Ya, and took the fan from Mo Ya's hand.

    A strong cool wind blows towards Mo Xia slowly.

    Mo Xia sighed contentedly: "Your Highness, did you use your internal strength? Otherwise, why are you so comfortable and cool?"

    "En." Lu Chenzhang replied, concentrating on it, and did not speak again.

    Mo Xia changed into a more satisfactory posture, closed his eyes, and subconsciously said what he was thinking: "If only I could learn martial arts, it would be great, so that summer will not be so difficult."

    Lu Chenzhang stopped his hands, and quickly moved them again to cover up his gaffe: "It's okay, I'm here. Haven't you survived so many summers? I used to sleep, and Aya, you were afraid that I would be hot."I can’t fall asleep, so I always fan me. From now on, I will fan Aya, the same.”

    "Yes, it's the same." Mo Xia muttered, "You have a conscience."

    Just at this moment, Ah Si walked in.

    Seeing Uncle Mo Xia lying on the couch, while his Highness looked like a little eunuch serving others, Ah Si's eyelids twitched.

    The reprimands he received in the past did not dare to make Ah Si complain.No matter how upset he was, Ah Si could only force himself not to look at this picture, and respectfully said: "Your Highness, Yun Ding is in the study, waiting for your summons."

    Mo Xia opened his eyes: "Du Yunding is here?"

    After finishing speaking, he pushed Lu Chenzhang: "Go to the study, don't worry about me, he must have important business."

    Lu Chenzhang was indifferent: "Let him wait."

    Ah Si's eyebrows twitched.

    Mo Xia was helpless: "Your Highness."

    Lu Chenzhang looked at Mo Ya's urging and dissatisfied eyes, and then reluctantly put down his fan.He cast a displeased glance at Ah Si, who had no winks, and got up to leave.

    Seeing Ah Si's expressionless face, Mo Ya's stomach hurts.Grabbing the fan to fan the wind wildly, turning his head to the side to prevent himself from seeing Ah Si's face: "What are you still doing here? I'm very hot, don't stand here to block the wind."

    Ah Si's face was unpredictable, Mo Xia quietly opened her eyes a slit.

    Ever since Lu Chenqi leaked the night to Kaiyang Palace, after Mo Yan threatened him with driving Ah Si away, Mo Ya liked to look at Ah Si's face like a palette.

    This can be regarded as a rare little joy in Mo Ya's boring life in the palace.

    Ah Si's lips twitched for a while. He was afraid of Lu Chenzhang's tricks, so he turned and left the room without saying anything.

    Mo Xia shrugged and sighed boredly: "Ah Si is getting more and more dull, these days are really boring."

    .........

    Lu Chenzhang went back to his room at night.Even though he pretended to be the same as usual, Mo Ya still keenly felt Lu Chenzhang's low and forbearing anger.

    Mo Xia asked, "Your Highness, what happened?"

    Lu Chenzhang seemed unwilling to mention it to Mo Xia, and shook his head, "It's nothing."

    Lu Chenzhang didn't say anything, Mo Xia didn't ask, he patted the bedding and said, "Your Highness, go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow."

    Lu Chenzhang stared at the back of Mo Ya's bent waistline, and suddenly said, "Ah Ya, can I sleep with you tonight?"

    "No." Mo Ya refused to give Lu Chenzhang any chance to speak, "Your Highness, you are already fifteen. In a few years, you will be talking about marriage and marrying the imperial concubine. You will share a bed with me.What is the system?"

    Lu Chenzhang wanted to continue to fight: "Aya, you wanted to move out two years ago, but I refused, so you insisted on putting two beds in the room. Do you dislike me?"

    Mo Ya didn't raise his head: "Your Highness, you have used this trick many times, but it doesn't work anymore."

    Lu Chenzhang lightly threw out his trump card: "Ah Ya holds me at night, so I won't be hot."

    Mo Xia: "..."

    Mo Xia hesitated shamefully.

    When Lu Chenzhang saw Mo Ya's stopped hand, he couldn't hold back his smile. He tried his best not to appear so scheming: "Yun Ding said that tonight will be hotter than the previous days. You are not in good health.You can't use the ice mirror. Aya, can you really sleep?"

    Mo Xia bit her lip and continued to make the bed slowly.The wandering hands screamed to express the entanglement in the master's heart.

    He was really moved, but he just had to hold back.

    Seeing that Mo Ya still didn't agree, Lu Chenzhang sighed a little: Ah Ya is getting harder and harder to lie to.

    "I just want you to sleep peacefully, there is no other meaning. If Ah Ya doesn't want to, I will fan Ah Ya at night. It won't make you uncomfortable."

    "No." Mo Xian said without even thinking about it, "Tomorrow is the big day for you to open your teeth and build a mansion, how can you stay up all night and stay up all night?"

    Lu Chenzhang began to play a rogue: "Then let me stay with Aya tonight, or take care of Aya, Aya chooses one."

    Mo Ya couldn't choose, so he turned over and lay down on the bed: "It's up to you."

    Lu Chenzhang smiled happily, and lay neatly beside Mo Ya, hugging Mo Ya: "Ah Ya, it's good to have you."

    Mo Xia turned his back to Lu Chenzhang.

    Although the cool feeling made him very comfortable, he always felt that the posture between himself and Lu Chenzhang was a little strange: "Your Highness, this is only this time, and this is not an example."

    "Understood." Lu Chenzhang replied perfunctorily, "I'm sleepy and going to bed."

    .........

    Lu Chenzhang has reached the age of fifteen.

    According to the regulations of the Liang Dynasty, the prince had to leave the Mingjian Pavilion when he was fifteen years old, open his teeth and build a mansion, move out of the palace, and enter the court to listen to the government.

    It's just that compared with other princes, Lu Chenzhang's Prince's Mansion is a bit shabby.Lu Chenzhang didn't care about it himself, but he always felt sorry for Mo Ya.

    "Aya, I feel wronged that you live with me in such a simple mansion."

    Mo Xia didn't care: "Your Highness, I think it's very good. Think about the Kaiyang Palace eight years ago, and look at the Fifth Prince's Mansion today. It's already very magnificent."

    Lu Chenzhang thought that Mo Xia was forcing a smile, and felt even more uncomfortable.

    Little did he know that Mo Xia was really happy.

    Because he can finally have an independent yard of his own.

    Compared with the house, Mo Ya is more concerned about his own vacation: "Your Highness, how often can I go back to Mingxianghou's Mansion?"

    Lu Chenzhang looked at Mo Ya, and instead of answering, asked, "How often does Ah Ya want to answer?"

    Mo Ya spoke bluntly: "One day."

    Lu Chenzhang looked at him silently.

    Mo Xia also realized that he seemed to be going too far, so he changed his words: "Three days?"

    Lu Chenzhang remained silent.

    "Five days, as I asked, the long history of the Fourth Prince's Mansion is one rest every five days."

    Lu Chenzhang remained silent.

    Mo Xia retreated again and again: "Ten days, no more. I think I went back once in ten days when I was in the palace."

    Lu Chenzhang compromised: "Okay, ten days. You can live in the mansion for one day at a time."

    Mo Xia murmured softly, "Why don't you stay for four days? You only get one day off after ten days, it's really stingy."

    Lu Chenzhang was almost laughed angrily by Mo Ya: "Ah Ya, if you are still dissatisfied, don't go back. Stay in the Fifth Prince's Mansion for the rest of your life."

    Mo Xia shook his head: "No, if I don't go back home, who will take care of Siyun and Ah Qing?"

    Seeing Mo Xia's refusal so decisively, Lu Chenzhang's eyes darkened.He didn't say much, but said: "Your Majesty let me go to Taichang Temple."

    Mo Ya took a sip of tea and sprayed it out.

    Wiping the corners of her mouth with her sleeve, Mo Xia dared not answer: "Where?"

    "Taichang Temple."

    Mo Xia was silent for a long time like Lu Chenzhang just before, and then the corner of his mouth twitched and said: "Your Majesty really has face."

    Taichang Temple is in charge of sacrificial rites and music.Taichang Temple hosts everything from court meetings to posthumous posthumous titles. It is an absolutely thankless place with almost no real power.

    Since the opening of the Daliang dynasty, the princes have listened to the government from the six ministries.Emperor Delin's move really set a precedent.

    Mo Xia was a little anxious, and even forgot that Lu Chenzhang was no longer the cold prince who could be manipulated at will five years ago: "Your Highness, the Taichang Temple has no help for us. Your Majesty's move is clearly to completely destroy your court.position in China. What should we do?"

    Lu Chen was obviously pleased by the "men" in Mo Ya's words, and he was in a good mood: "Ah Ya, you don't have to worry. As for Taichang Temple..."

    Lu Chenzhang laughed softly: "Does he really think that a Taichang Temple can stop me?"

    The author has something to say:

    Changed the setting, the praying rain was changed to Gong 15 years old, this plot has not yet arrived!

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