"Aya, what are you thinking?"

Holding a book in his hand, Mo Xia seemed to be studying hard, but in fact he had been pretending for an entire hour.

Lu Chenzhang looked at the pages of Mo Ya's book that hadn't been touched since it was opened, and couldn't bear the desire to question, so he quietly walked to Mo Ya's side.

He wanted to scare Mo Xia, but he surprised himself instead.

Lu Chenzhang caught Mo Xia's body sliding down the chair with quick eyes and hands, and held him tightly in his arms, with lingering fear in his heart: "What's wrong with you?"

Mo Xia opened his mouth slightly, took a deep breath, and relieved his roller coaster-like heartbeat, and looked at Lu Chenzhang with some dissatisfaction: "Your Highness, don't make a sudden noise."

Without further ado, Lu Chenzhang apologized immediately, with an extremely sincere attitude: "My fault, my fault. Aya is not angry anymore."

Mo Xia's book slipped to the ground, revealing the inner pages he was reading just now.

A pair of fine brushwork paintings that almost occupied the entire layout appeared vividly in front of Lu Chenzhang.

From left to right, the wide-open page outlines in detail the tall trees with lush branches, the high and low mountain peaks, and finally the vast desert.A woman in fresh clothes and angry horse leaps on a golden saddle, with her bare hands holding the reins, with a few simple freehand brushstrokes, showing infinite romance.

Below the painting, there are a few lines of extremely small characters, which seem to introduce the woman's life.

"Princess Ningbei, the eldest daughter of the king of Zhenbei. In the second year of Nantai, the king was seriously ill. Qiabeidi violated the border, and the princess went out on behalf of his father. He retreated to Beidi for more than 30 miles and protected the border for a hundred years. The princess fought for many years.Undefeated. The world praises him for his bravery, his unparalleled strategy, his wisdom and talent, and his loyalty. In the sixth year of Nantai, the Holy Lord proclaimed him the general of Zhenbei, and praised his utter loyalty. Ten years in Nantai, he died. The emperor stoppedIn the dynasty, the people gave the princess a posthumous posthumous title of 'Zhao' and was known as Princess Ningbeizhao in history. She died at the age of twenty-four."

Lu Chenzhang bent over to pick up the book unexpectedly, flipped through it, and returned it to Mo Ya: "Since when did you become interested in Princess Ning Beizhao?"

Mo Xia carefully dusted off the paper, as if he was protecting some rare treasure: "Be careful, this is an out-of-print folk biography, and it can sell for hundreds of taels of silver at bookstores."

Lu Chenzhang saw that Mo Ya loved her so much, so he began to eat unknown Fei vinegar: "Could it be that Ah Ya likes Princess Zhao?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Mo Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Princess Ning Beizhao has been dead for more than two hundred years. If she was alive, she would be older than Daliang. What's more, how can a princess like me be worthy of an ordinary person like me?"

Lu Chenzhang is Mo Ya's professional supporter, and immediately responded after hearing this: "Who said Ah Ya is an ordinary person? Ah Ya is the best."

Mo Ya has long been used to Lu Chenzhang's compliments for no reason from time to time, and he enjoys it without blushing and heartbeat: "Your Highness really has vision."

Lu Chenzhang was somewhat proud of the connection between himself and Mo Ya, but he did not ignore that Mo Ya suddenly read the biography of Princess Zhao: "Ah Ya hasn't told me yet, why do you suddenly want to read the biography of Princess Ning Beizhao?Watch less of this."

Especially not seriously, and didn't notice it for an hour.He wouldn't believe it if he said he had nothing on his mind.

Mo Xia put the booklet on the table, sat down and pointed at the portrait of Princess Zhao, shaking his head: "It's nothing, it's just that I was touched by the conversation with Empress Ye Bin yesterday."

Lu Chenzhang asked: "What feeling?"

Mo Xia said: "I just feel that the empress is in the harem, it's a pity for her strategic talent."

In order to protect the sixth prince, Ye Pin worked hard every step of the way.No matter how dangerous the harem is, Ye Pin has tried her best to win until now.

It's just that every time Mo Xia went to Baocui Palace, he always felt that the fire in Ye Pin's eyes was melting and extinguishing day after day.One day it will return to death, leaving only a thin layer of dust.

Ye Bin shouldn't be like this.

Mo Xia thinks.

Lu Chenzhang couldn't empathize.

In his eyes, this is the path Ye Bin chose, and no matter what the final outcome is, it is the result Ye Bin deserves.

"Aya, you pity the situation of Empress Ye, and it is a pity that she was brought here because of the swaying of the harem. But have you ever thought that if it weren't for the palace's fine clothes and food, the empress might have become a dry bone on the side of the road starved to death. What's more, YeIf the concubine's background goes well, how can she protect the Baocui Palace and Lu Chenxuan's safety today?"

Mo Ya knew that in some places, he and Lu Chenzhang couldn't talk about each other, but he still sighed: "Of course I understand what you said. Today I sigh, but it hurts the scene."

Lu Chenzhang was very perceptive, and immediately asked, "Aya, what kind of scene are you touching, what kind of feelings are you hurting?"

Mo Xia caressed the blue and yellowed cover of the biography of Princess Zhao, lowered her eyes: "I just thought of my mother."

Yuan Qingmei is so transparent and magnanimous, but because of Mo Xia and Mo Siyun, she is willing to stay in the ice cave-like Mingxianghou Mansion.

It's just because of the decline of Yuan's family, just because of how difficult the world is for women.

Just like Concubine Ye and Concubine Chen, one of them speaks sincerely and tries to figure out what he wants, while the other is sharp and clear about his likes and dislikes.

The former is the way of life that the gambler father taught Ye Pin since childhood, and the latter is the supreme glory brought to Concubine Chen by the Hussar General's Mansion.

Lu Chenzhang saw Weizhi, sat next to Mo Ya, put his palm on the back of Mo Ya's hand, lowered his head, trying to see Mo Ya's speechless loneliness: "Are you worried about Siyun?"

"Um."

A simple word, full of words and infinite emotions.

Mo Sizhen has been selected by Empress Cui, and soon she will wear a reddish auspicious dress, get married from the Mo residence, and become the eldest prince's side concubine.

Mo Siyun is still young, even if she is away from Jiji, there are still seven years left.But he couldn't stand the fact that everyone in the mansion was working hard for Mo Sizhen's marriage every day.

Seeing the flowing snowflakes and silver entering the First Prince's Mansion with Mo Sizhen's dowry, Mo Xia couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.

How will Marquis Mingxiang and the old lady plan to make up for such a shortfall that cannot make ends meet?How can make up?

There used to be high families in the capital, who ruthlessly sacrificed innocent concubine daughters in order to save the face of the family and the honor of the family for the sake of the honor of the mansion and the bright future of the family.

Sometimes seeing Marquis Ming Xiang's rare kindness towards Mo Siyun, Mo Xia would be terrified.

Intellectually, he knows that Mo Siyun should get along with his father more, but emotionally, he always feels that Marquis Mingxiang has bad intentions and plots against him.

Lu Chenzhang knew the importance of Mo Siyun in Mo Ya's heart, and also knew that Mo Ya had always felt ashamed of Mo Yuan's dying entrustment because he could not always be by Mo Siyun's side.

Lu Chenzhang didn't know how to comfort him. After thinking about it, he made a solemn promise: "Aya, there are still seven years left before your sister Jiji. Within seven years, I will definitely take power and ascend the throne. I will make her a princess and let her get married in a grand manner., not to be wronged and bullied by anyone. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t want to marry. No matter what she wants to do, we will support her. Just like Princess Ning Beizhao, she is a hero, and she lives a happy life.”

Mo Ya knew that Lu Chenzhang wasn't just thinking about it.

Even within seven years, the entire girder will become his world.

Mo Ya looked at Lu Chenzhang fixedly, then stood up suddenly, folded his hands and saluted Lu Chenzhang: "I will remember what your Highness said. I thank Your Highness for your kindness on behalf of Siyun."

Seeing Mo Ya thank you so solemnly, Lu Chenzhang's face turned red, and he hurriedly helped Mo Ya up, saying incoherently, "You should, you should. Aya, don't do this."

Mo Xia was dragged to sit down by Lu Chenzhang, his depression dissipated, and he was free to tease Lu Chenzhang: "Your Highness said so, but I feel that the Fifth Prince's Mansion is more like Siyun's natal family than Mingxianghou's Mansion."

Lu Chenzhang retorted in a low voice: "The fifth prince's mansion was originally Miss Mo's natal home."

Mo Ya didn't hear Lu Chenzhang's muttering, but propped his chin with his wrist, and said with a smile, "Did your Highness not want to explain to me?"

Lu Chenzhang was a little disturbed by Mo Ya's sudden change of attitude, he stammered and asked, "Explain...explain what?"

"Hmm..." Mo Xia frowned, deliberately thought for a long time, and looked at Lu Chenzhang uneasy, and then said slowly: "For example, Your Highness, why did you suddenly ask me to visit Ye Concubine??”

After all, with the sticky Lu Chenxuan around, Lu Chenzhang dislikes Mo Xia going to Baocui Palace the most.

If things are abnormal, there will be a demon wind.

Yesterday, he and the sixth prince had a good time, but they didn't know which part of the palace would come on stage.After you sing, we will come out and work together to perform an unknown drama.

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