Mo Xia opened his eyes suddenly, gasping for breath.

A soft brocade handkerchief was placed on the sweaty forehead, and the familiar voice was hoarse: "Wake up."

These two words seem to have suppressed the emotions for thousands of years, flowing down like a torrent since ancient times.

Mo Ya turned his head and easily saw Lu Chenzhang's face.

Nose was sore, but Mo Ya endured it, not wanting others to see her grievance and gaffe: "Your Highness."

Lu Chenzhang suddenly hugged Mo Ya, wrapped his arms around Mo Ya's body, put his chin on Mo Ya's shoulder, and went back and forth, repeating only one sentence: "Ah Ya, don't be afraid, we're home, we're home."

Lu Chenzhang was stunned, until the hourglass in the room was exhausted, he didn't think of anything, and hurriedly let go of Mo Ya: "Ah Ya, are you hungry, I have someone prepare dinner."

The maids filed in, carrying soft and easy to digest food, and set up a full table.

Lu Chenzhang picked up a bowl of jujube soup, looked at Mo Ya, his eyes were full of apprehension: "I remember you used to love red jujube soup, and you always put a lot of sugar in it. I don't know if your taste has changed?"

Mo Xia raised his left hand, picked up the jade spoon deftly, took a sip, and exaggeratedly said "wow," it still tastes the same as before."

But Lu Chenzhang looked at his hand holding the spoon, but turned his head: "Drink more if you like."

Mo Xia was silent for a moment, then put down his spoon: "Your Highness, I'm full."

Seeing that Mo Xia only took one sip, Lu Chen was in a hurry: "What's the matter? But is there any discomfort in your body, or is the food not to your liking?"

Before the words were finished, the maid in the house was trembling and knelt on the ground.

"Your Highness, there is nothing that does not suit your appetite." Mo Xia raised his hand, just an inch, and put it back on the bedding: "It's because I don't want to eat."

However, Lu Chenzhang was paranoid and refused to listen to Mo Xia's explanation: "You just woke up, how can you only eat this little, how about eating more?"

After speaking, he took another spoonful and fed it to Mo Xia.

Mo Xia was very generous, and ate another half a bowl, until he felt a little full, and then refused again: "Your Highness, I really can't eat anymore."

Lu Chenzhang looked at Mo Ya suspiciously, and made sure that Mo Ya hadn't lied to him, so he ordered people to back down.

There were only two people left in the room, and they fell into speechless embarrassment.

Sitting beside Mo Ya's bed, Lu Chenzhang tried hard to talk to Mo Ya, his face was worried about being rejected: "Ah Ya, let's go for a walk in the mansion together, shall we?"

Mo Xia smiled, with gentle eyebrows and eyes: "Okay."

Seeing that Mo Xia agreed, Lu Chenzhang was very happy, and walked to the wooden hanger beside him, and helped Mo Xia bring the robes he had prepared long ago.

Mo Xia sighed softly as his fingertips brushed over the good fabric of the clothes.

Mingguang satin is a tribute from the south of the Yangtze River. Dozens of weavers sew together for several months to get one piece.

Progress in a year, but a dozen.

Seeing that Mo Ya's hands were inconvenient, Lu Chenzhang walked around behind Mo Ya, trying to help him change.

Mo Ya is not used to this kind of service, he pressed Lu Chenzhang's hand: "Your Highness, I will do it myself,"

When Lu Chenzhang saw Mo Xia skillfully put on his clothes with one hand and fastened his belt, his eyes couldn't help but ache again.

He took Mo Xia's hand and walked out of the room.

The capital has always been warm late, even though it was early spring, Mo Xia still shivered.

The maid waiting in the corridor held a thick fox fur, and Lu Chenzhang put it on for Mo Xia.

Xu is the fox fur that has been roasting on the fire, with a warm feeling.As soon as he got up, the muscles and bones of Mo Ya's limbs seemed to be scalded.

Mo Xia looked at Lu Chenzhang who was only wearing a robe, and lowered his head in embarrassment: "Your Highness just laughed."

After all, the cold winter has passed, and people have already put on light cloaks when they go out. After all, they are in the minority who are as afraid of the cold as he is.

Lu Chenzhang led Mo Xia and walked slowly towards the garden.

The scenery in the garden is beautiful.

Plum blossoms are rushing to bloom in the last cold.Small lanterns hung on the lush branches, shining a bright light.

The two walked in silence, in the shadowy darkness and light, Lu Chenzhang finally said: "Aya, can you tell me... what happened in the past five years?"

Maybe he was thinking about something, but the voice of the last few words was so low that it was inaudible.

Mo Xia still smiled: "Okay."

In five years, so many things have happened that Mo Ya doesn't know where to start.

From falling off the cliff, to being rescued by Xiang Bai, to relying on the medical skills he learned from Aunt Xu and the herbs that Xiang Bai went to the mountains to pick every day, Mo Xia healed his broken leg due to falling off the cliff.Then how to get to Ningzhou, talking about everything in detail.

Wherever the two passed by, there was no one there, only Mo Ya's voice was left in the world, slow and gentle.

"Fortunately, when I fell off the cliff, I was hung on the branch. Fortunately, the tree was tenacious. I fell on its branch from such a high place, and it did not break immediately. With it as a buffer, I finallyto be safe.”

Mo Xia described the thrilling and thrilling situation at that time in a pretentiously relaxed tone. He wanted to hear Lu Chenzhang boast that he would have a future after the catastrophe, but Lu Chenzhang's voice choked up when he waited: "Ah Ya, you have suffered a lot..”

The emotions that had been suppressed all night broke the embankment at this moment.

Lu Chenzhang repeated over and over again: "Aya, you have suffered, I'm sorry..."

"sorry......"

Unrestrained catharsis, like a knife, breaks the shackles of five years apart and breaks the barrier between strangers.

The two clearly walk together, but their hearts are separated by the siege.

This solid wall collapsed with the words "I'm sorry".

All Mo Ya's previous restraint, all unaccustomed, all cautious, these thorns entangled in his internal organs, turned into honey water one after another, soothing his heart that has been lingering and full of restlessness since he woke up.

He hugged Lu Chenzhang, just like when he was a child, and patted Lu Chenzhang on the back: "Your Highness, I am not bitter. Compared with Your Highness, I am nothing."

It seems to go back many years ago.

Whenever Mo Ya went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to reason with the Ministry of Internal Affairs in order to open the Yang Palace, and was ridiculed and ridiculed, whenever Mo Ya was punished and beaten by other princes in order to seek justice for Lu Chenzhang, Lu Chenzhang would always hug himcry.

Obviously he was not the one who was punished, but it was more uncomfortable than being beaten himself.With a short body leaning on Mo Ya's body, her chubby little hands wiped away tears, said sorry, and told Mo Ya not to go to those people from the House of Internal Affairs again.

He doesn't need charcoal fire in winter, and he doesn't need to eat so much.

At this time, Mo Xia would pat Lu Chenzhang on the back, again and again, in the warm yellow candlelight, telling him that he didn't care about those humiliations, nor did he care about gossip behind other people's backs.

Mo Xia and Lu Chenzhang walked back to the room.

After the incident just now, the relationship between the two seems to be back to the past.

It seems that for the past five years, they still share the same room day and night, and the distance between the two places is just a big dream.

Waking up from a dream, without any barriers.

Lu Chenzhang sent Mo Ya back to the room, and said, "Ah Ya, you rest yourself first, and I have to go to the study. If it's late, you don't have to wait for me."

Seeing that Lu Chenzhang was about to leave, Mo Ya called out, "Your Highness."

Lu Chenzhang stopped in his tracks, turned around and looked at Mo Ya: "Why, what else is there for Ah Ya?"

"Your Highness, I have something that I would like to ask Your Highness for help."

Lu Chenzhang said: "Ah Ya just said it."

Mo Xia said: "I have lived with Xiang Bai these years. This time, I was brought back in a hurry by His Highness, and I never said goodbye to him. I want to go back to Ningzhou again and explain the reason to him face to face."

Lu Chenzhang's knuckles bent slightly: "Aya, the capital is not peaceful right now, and the old ministers of the First Prince's line and the Second Prince's line are staring at each other with countless open and hidden arrows. If you go out of Beijing this time, it is very easy for them to know where you are."

Mo Ya couldn't hear Lu Chenzhang's refusal, but he also knew what Lu Chenzhang said was true.

In Mo Ya's heart, Lu Chenzhang still had the upper hand. He no longer insisted on going to Ningzhou, but he was worried that Xiang Bai would not be anxious if he didn't tell him.Did he send a letter?"

Lu Chenzhang agreed this time: "Okay, you write first. I will send someone to Ningzhou tomorrow."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Mo Xia stood in front of the door, looked at Lu Chenzhang's back, and lowered his eyelids.

He found that as soon as he mentioned Xiangbai, Lu Chenzhang would gossip about him.

Mo Xiangxiang didn't understand why Lu Chenzhang rejected Xiangbai in this way, obviously Xiangbai saved his life.

Turn around and go back to the room.

That's all.

From Beijing to Ningzhou, it only takes one day on a fast horse.

In the letter, I explained to Xiangbai Haosheng, and I can also ask Xiangbai if he would like to go to the capital to make a living.

Now that the Cui family has collapsed, and Young Master Yu is a court musician, Xiang Bai should be willing to come to the capital for him.

He didn't want to go back to Mingxianghou Mansion.His current status is not suitable for staying in the Prince Regent's Mansion.

What's more, if His Highness ascends the throne, he will not be able to continue to accompany His Highness in the palace every day.

Mo Xian imagined that when the dust settled, he would rent a small courtyard, just like in Ningzhou, and continue to live with Xiang Bai.

When Xiang Bai also found someone to accompany him for life, if he wanted to stay in the capital, he would live next door to him and continue to be a neighbor.

If he wants to travel around the world, he can find a place by himself, and live a normal life, which is fine.

Mo Xia wrote these visions in a letter to Xiang Bai, and when handing it over to the guards, he urged him to deliver the letter to Xiang Bai.

The guard agreed well, and turned around and presented the envelope to Lu Chenzhang.

Lu Chenzhang tore off the sealant slowly, took out the letter paper, and unfolded it.

He read very slowly, word by word, as if he was studying some ancient scroll quietly.

"Do you know how to reply?" Lu Chenzhang folded the letter paper and placed it on the candlelight on the table.

The guard bowed his head: "Yes."

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