Mo Xia put down the three copper coins, got up and left the teahouse.

It has been half a year since the Regent took office.

It's not that Mo Xia never thought about going back to the capital, to Lu Chenzhang's side.

Always closer to nostalgia more timid.

It has been almost five years since he left the Fifth Prince's Mansion.

In the past five years, no matter how deep the friendship is, it can't be worth meeting strangers, things change and people change.

Mo Xia was always afraid.

He was afraid that Lu Chenzhang would no longer be the original Lu Chenzhang who only treated him well and only smiled at him.

He was afraid of the strange environment and people in the Fifth Prince's Mansion.

Such an imperial nobleman like Lu Chenzhang, the proud son of heaven, always has no shortage of advisers who work for him and work hard for him.

I have nothing good at it, neither literary nor martial arts, the only reliance is the love that I grew up with Lu Chenzhang, and the kindness that saved his life.

The more Mo Xia thought about it, the more sad he felt.

The rapid horseshoes vibrated, the ground trembled, and the crowd panicked.

Only then did Mo Ya suddenly realize——

When did Ningzhou have so many soldiers?

Mo Xia pressed down on the bamboo hat, avoiding pedestrians, and walked quickly towards the house.

Unexpectedly, he just stepped into the courtyard and smelled the fragrance of flowers coming from nowhere, and the next moment, he fell limp to the ground.

A pair of strong arms caught Mo Xia's body.

Ah Si knelt on the ground and bowed his head respectfully: "Your Highness, all one hundred and fifty-six members of Ningchuan Palace have been captured and brought to justice."

Lu Chenzhang got up, hugged Mo Xia tightly, and stepped into a luxurious carriage the size of a room: "Take me back to the capital."

The wheels screeched, and the dust splashed on the bamboo hat that fell to the mud.

Lu Chenzhang hugged Mo Ya, his lips were printed on Mo Ya's forehead, all the way down, to the bridge of the nose, and stopped at the corner of his lips.

Rubbing Mo Ya's obviously powerless and drooping right wrist, Lu Chenzhang couldn't help it anymore, and his hoarse voice was filled with sourness: "Ah Ya..."

"Let's go home."

.........

Mo Xia had a very long dream.

How long is this dream?

Counting from when he was still with His Highness, from when Emperor Delin brought Empress Cui to the Ming Mausoleum to pay homage to Empress Duanming, it took five years.

Mingming Mo Xia and Lu Chenzhang stood on the city wall together, watching the mighty, endless procession surrounded by Shengyi Fengjia, and slowly leaving the capital.

The next moment, Mo Xia felt his body floated away with the wind.

He wanted to leave, but he was bound by something so that he could only follow ten steps away from Emperor De Lin.

Emperor Delin had the deepest affection for Empress Duanming.

Facing Empress Duanming's tombstone, Emperor Delin called out the empress's small characters, heartbroken every word.

In front of the mausoleum of the Empress of the Yuan Dynasty, the Cui family held concubines and concubines and said "sister" with deep affection, and those who heard it wept.

Just when everyone was feeling deeply in love with the emperor and empress, the southwest of the mausoleum collapsed.

Mo Xia's pupils shrank.

"No"

Mo Ya eagerly wanted to step forward and stop her, but in the dusty atmosphere, Mo Ya only had time to see Empress Cui's startled, then calculating smile.

The next moment, the screen changed.

Standing firmly again, Mo Ya found that he had arrived at the Fifth Prince's Mansion.

Ah Si hurried to the study room and hurriedly reported: "Your Highness, a large number of people have come outside and surrounded the Prince's Mansion. They are said to be sent by His Majesty."

Before Mo Ya could speak, he found himself leaving again.

Pictures flashed before my eyes.

Mo Ya pieced things together and finally understood the cause and effect.

The collapse of the Ming Mausoleum was caused by the Ministry of Industry's incomplete repairs, but it can still make a big fuss.

After Empress Cui returned to the palace, the first thing she did was order people to spread rumors. This was the son of Empress Duanming who was unfilial. The empress was furious and condemned.

Rumors have spread all over the capital with lightning speed.

The three became tigers, and it happened that the one that collapsed was in the southwest, and it happened that Lu Chenzhang's mansion was in the southwest.

The theory of "ghost star" started a prairie fire again.

In the court, the party headed by the Cui family wrote to the emperor to severely punish Lu Chenzhang, as an example to others.

Mo Xia was very anxious.

He has always relied on his own advantage of foresight to avoid countless dangers and plots for Lu Chenzhang.

Unexpectedly, the sudden change this time, and it was not what was mentioned in the original book, caught Lu Chenzhang by surprise.

All officials knew that this was just a gimmick for Emperor Delin to train the five princes.

But so what?

No one was willing to touch the Emperor's bad luck, and stood up to speak for Lu Chenzhang.

Mo Ya went back to Ming Xianghou's mansion.

When the dust was about to settle, Mo Xia poured a pack of medicinal powder prepared by Aunt Xu into the sweet soup he made, and Lu Chenzhang swallowed it unsuspectingly.

Mo Xia beat the Dengwen Drum in the Imperial City, dressed in plain clothes, and walked towards the main hall step by step.

He tried his best to take all the blame for the crime, and stated loudly that he, as the prince's companion, failed to fulfill his duty of companionship, luring the fifth prince to play and sink, not thinking about making progress, causing His Highness to be unfilial to the queen.

Mo Ya knew that if Lu Chenzhang was willing, he could tide over the difficulties.

But at this critical moment, he didn't want to see Lu Chenzhang lose his army and lose his generals, abandoning the dark chess that he had so hard to set up in the court, wasting at least five years.

If sacrificing him alone can preserve Lu Chenzhang's overall situation, why not?

The imperial rod was fifty, the tendons in the hands were broken, and sent back to the place of origin, so that it would not be used for life.

He who thought he was going to be executed unexpectedly survived.

Mo Xia knew who was pleading.

But until he got into the carriage leaving the capital, he couldn't figure out what Mo Sizhen's intention was.

Empress Cui probably wanted to cut off Lu Chenzhang's right-hand man so much that she sent someone to assassinate him.

The moment the carriage turned over the cliff, Mo Xia looked at the sky above his head, but showed a relieved smile.

In his previous life, he was helpless and alone.Looking at other people in pairs, the family is happy.Open-minded on the surface, why not envy in my heart?

In this life, he has His Highness, and he understands the feeling of being loved and cared for.With a useless body and serious ailments, it would be worthwhile to fight a way for His Highness.

The heart was about to jump out of his chest, Mo Xia closed his eyes.

Your Highness, if there is an afterlife, I will still be your companion, taking care of you when you were young, and assisting you when you grow up.

If there is an afterlife, I will go to Kaiyang Palace to find you earlier, and tell you that I am Mo Xia, and I will be your lifelong servant.

If there is an afterlife...

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