Mo Xia was sitting by the window, using his left thumb and index finger, the two thin melon seed shells were easily separated.

Familiarly separating the nuts and peels, Mo Xia looked at the plate full of melon seeds, and was about to pick one up to taste, when he heard a familiar call.

"Aya."

Mo Xia looked up.

I saw Xiang Bai coming from the courtyard gate with a bundle of firewood on his back, put the firewood on the side of the small courtyard, and walked towards him quickly.

Xiang Bai held Mo Ya's right wrist, bent over with a concerned look: "How do you feel today? Does your hand still hurt?"

Mo Xia withdrew his hand, shook his head and said, "No problem, it's you." His eyes drifted to the firewood in the yard: "Did you chop so much today?"

Xiang Bai followed Mo Ya's gaze, and explained with a smile: "I have nothing to do, so I did more. The time saved is just to spend more time with you, otherwise I won't worry about it."

There is no time in the mountains, and after Mo Xia drifted to this unknown small village, he has been bedridden to recuperate from his injuries, and he seldom even goes out of the courtyard.The current situation in central Beijing is even more unattainable to him like the moon in the water.

Mo Xia looked at his weak right wrist, then looked up at Xiang Bai: "Abo, I've been here long enough..."

Before the words finished, Xiang Bai interrupted with a little irritability: "Could it be that you still want to go out and return to the capital? Don't forget that you are already a dead person."

Seeing the usually gentle Xiang Bai suddenly change his face, Mo Xia was a little at a loss: "You..."

As if aware of his gaffe, Xiang Bai turned his head, his shoulders trembled slightly, and he regained his composure after a long while, his voice was subconsciously pleading: "Ah Ya, can you not go back again?"?The capital is not a good place. Those princes and nobles, whoever treats us as human beings. Don't say anything else, just say your highness, you have suffered such a big crime, did he stand up and say something fair for you? …”

"Xiangbai." Mo Xia's tone rose, and the two short words stopped Xiangbai's unspoken resentment, "Shut up."

Mo Ya responds to Xiang Bai's requests, and almost never blushes with him, but when he meets Lu Chenzhang, Mo Ya is like a cat that has stepped on its tail, or a dragon that has touched its scales, and holds him in his arms, refusing to budge:"That matter has nothing to do with His Highness, it is my own wish."

In the past, Xiang Bai always followed Mo Ya, but this time he seemed to be enraged, and he refused to give in: "So he just watched you being beaten by the court staff, and the tendon in your right hand was cut off.You can't write with a pen or gallop on a horse. Watching you being chased and killed, watching your carriage fall off the cliff, life and death are unknown."

Hearing Xiang Bai's questioning every sentence, Mo Xia seemed to have been relieved of all the strength in his body.It wasn't until Xiang Bai finished speaking that Mo Xia replied flatly, "He doesn't know."

Xiang Bai's words, which he was scrambling to get out of his mouthpiece, just got stuck in the keyhole. He obviously wanted to continue questioning, but he was choked by invisible emotions, making him not know where to start.

After a long time, he finally said in disbelief, "You mean, he doesn't know."

In the shock, there was also the unspeakable bitterness of the ups and downs.

Xiang Bai rescued the dying Mo Ya at the bottom of the cliff two years ago, and took great pains to get Mo Ya's life back from Lord Yan.

Ke Moya kept silent about everything she had experienced.

Xiang Bai was curious, but he didn't ask too many questions. He only inferred some sporadically from the daily gossip.

The Fifth Prince didn't know why, and Longyan was furious.Mo Xia stepped forward and took all the responsibility for the crimes in front of the Holy One, but was punished with a hundred sticks, severed the tendons in his right hand, and sent back to his hometown.

He thought that Mo Xia was pushed out by the Fifth Prince to take the blame.

How can a high-ranking nobleman put them in the eyes of these ants?Thunder and rain, honor and grace, rewards are also punishments, and punishments are also rewards.

Even Mo Xia had the friendship of growing up with the Fifth Prince, and this relationship was as insignificant as the dust under his feet, not worth mentioning.

But Mo Xia said now, "He doesn't know."

"Hahahahahaha..." Xiang Bai laughed loudly, "It turns out that I was just being self-indulgent."

"Abbe."

"It's nothing. Aya, I'm nothing." Xiang Bai waved his hands, tears streaming down his face, but he still refused to reveal his sadness, "I just suddenly realized that if you don't get something, you are destined not to get it, no matter how hard you try, it will only increase your heart barrier."

Enlightenment, just in an instant.

Clearing away the clouds and mist in heart, used to be faintly unwilling to believe, not wanting or not, but was cleansed in the Lingtai, and couldn't have any delusional thoughts.

"Aya, you are destined not to go back to the capital. If you don't want to stay in this closed village, let's go to Ningzhou."

"Ningzhou?" Mo Xia knocked on the armrest of the wooden chair, "Is it the fiefdom of King Ningchuan?"

This is indeed a rare good place.

Ningzhou is the only place in the prefectures and counties close to the capital that the Cui family cannot get their hands on.

It's not suitable for him to appear in front of people openly, but he still cares about Lu Chenzhang.In Ningzhou, you can listen to news from the capital without worrying about being discovered by the Cui family. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

"I'm going to rent a car in the town outside. You have a good rest. After a few days, when you're ready, we'll set off."

"Abo." Just as Xiangbai was about to step out of the room, Mo Xia stopped him, "Thank you."

Xiang Bai stopped walking, and said for a long time: "There is nothing to thank. Aren't we friends?"

.........

Fifth Prince's Mansion.

"Aya, Aya..."

Lu Chenzhang was lying on the couch, his long eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes rolled uneasily.

"Aya, what are you doing?"

Lu Chenzhang unpreparedly drank the ginseng soup that Mo Ya sent, which was the same as before, but felt that his body was suddenly so stiff that he couldn't move, and his mind was also drowsy, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next moment.

Mo Xia supported Lu Chenzhang's shoulders and leaned his head on the jade pillow.

Lu Chenzhang struggled to open his eyes, but he could only see a blurry figure in front of him.

Mo Xia covered Lu Chenzhang with a brocade quilt, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, go to sleep. When you wake up, nothing will happen."

Just like when he was in the cold palace when he was a child, every time Lu Chenzhang was wronged, Mo Xia would always comfort him in this way.After that, as Mo Xia said, nothing happened.

Because there will always be someone who will stand up and bear those obvious frame-ups and grievances, rumors and slander, guilt and punishment for Lu Chenzhang.

Lu Chenzhang realized what Mo Ya was going to do, tried his best but couldn't break free from the confusion at this moment, he could only grope to hold Mo Ya's hand, using what he thought was the greatest strength, holding it tightly and refusing to let go: "Aya, you are not allowed to do this, I will not allow you to do this."

Mo Xia separated Lu Chenzhang's fingers one by one, and tried not to let him down even though his eyes were filled with tears: "Your Highness, I will never be with you again in the future. You must take good care of yourself."

"Aya, you can't go. Aya..."

"Your Highness, don't work so hard when practicing swords in the future. Eat meals on time every day, and don't always forget the time when you get busy. Remember to drink the soup every day, and remember to wear more clothes in winter....”

Mo Ya babbled one by one, detailing everything, except for the explosion of sparks in the quiet room, only Mo Ya's voice flowed slowly, neither in a rush nor slow.

Lu Chenzhang's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his voice became weaker and weaker. In the end, like a trapped animal, he could not utter a single wail. He could only feel Mo Xia kneeling on the edge of the collapse, listening to his words like blood, feeling guilty and sorrowful: "Your Highness, I'm sorry, after all, I decided to arrange your life on my own."

Liar, you said to be honest.

You said that there will be no more concealment between us.

Lu Chenzhang heard Mo Ya get up, took three steps back, knelt down again, and gave him the most solemn gift: "Mo Ya entered the palace at the age of ten, and has been taken care of by Your Highness for many years. Your Highness is very kind, and Mo Ya is deeply grateful.Don't forget it in my heart. Today, Mo Xia bids farewell to Your Highness, and in the future, the mountains will be high and the rivers will be far away, and I will look to Your Highness, cherish it."

Aya, don't go, come back, you liar...

"Aya——" Lu Chenzhang woke up from the couch, and a palace lady with lamps heard the movement of the bedroom, and filed in to light the curtains, and after finishing everything, they exited lightly and orderly.

Ah Si walked in with a sword, and bowed to Lu Chenzhang: "Your Highness."

"What time is it?"

"If you go back to Your Highness, it's time."

Ah Si hesitated to speak, but Lu Chenzhang didn't raise his eyes: "What's the matter?"

"Your Highness, can Ting Yue take a look for you?"

"No need." Lu Chenzhang stretched out his arms, allowing the maid to put on the large python robe.

Ah Si followed Lu Chenzhang all the way to the study room. Du Tingyue and Du Yunding were already waiting respectfully for Lu Chenzhang's arrival.

"Please refer to Your Highness."

"Get up." After speaking, Lu Chenzhang walked into the study.

Sitting on a large chair, Lu Chenzhang glanced at his three most loyal subordinates indifferently, and first turned his gaze to Du Yunding.

Thin cold sweat oozes from the corner of Du Yun's forehead, locked by Lu Chenzhang's extremely oppressive gaze, kneels on the ground with a "plop", his head pressed against the ground: "This subordinate is incompetent."

It was the same news again, and the same disappointment again.

Lu Chenzhang said casually, "You are really incompetent."

Ah Si and Du Tingyue knelt down together: "Your Highness, forgive me."

"Heh." Lu Chenzhang chuckled, looking at his right wrist, "Since that's the case, tell me yourself, how should you be punished?"

Du Yunding still kept his head on the ground: "This subordinate is at your disposal."

"Deal with it." Lu Chenzhang seemed to have heard some big joke, "If you are dealt with, can Aya come back?"

Looking at the three of them, Lu Chenzhang recalled the dream from last night. The lingering depression in his heart became more and more resentful. Holding a piece of yellowed letter paper, he didn't want to see any more people: "Get out."

"The subordinate will leave."

Ah Si and the others took the order to retreat.

"Aya, Aya..."

Lu Chenzhang unfolded the letter paper and stroked the familiar font on it.

"Aya, where are you?"