Mo Ya has recently become obsessed with making tea.

Today he went to the garden to pick some herbs and flowers, and sat in front of the desk to wash and process them skillfully.

When Lu Chenzhang entered the door, he saw Mo Ya trying to cut medicinal materials with his right hand, and hurriedly stepped forward to hold down Mo Ya's bandaged hand.

"Aya, the imperial physician said, don't act too hastily. Be careful not to hurt yourself."

Then he moved the knife away involuntarily.

Lu Chenzhang sent an imperial doctor to treat Mo Ya's right wrist as early as Mo Ya's return to Beijing.

After some acupuncture and medicated bath, together with Mo Ya's cooperation, finally saw some effect.

Mo Ya's right hand has been disabled for five years, and it will not be easy to restore it.

Lu Chenzhang was worried that Mo Xia's actions would be too hasty and backfired, so he was only allowed to try slowly, for fear of hurting himself again.

Lu Chenzhang took advantage of the situation and sat next to Mo Ya, kneading his arm, and casually said, "I heard that you asked Ah Chun a lot of things today. But do you think she is not satisfied with the service?"

"She's fine." Mo Xia is not surprised that today's conversation with Ah Chun will reach Lu Chenzhang's ears. I'm afraid that if I eat a few grains of rice and drink a few sips of tea every day, the guards and maids in other courtyards will not say a wordAfter landing, he reported, "I'm still with me now, I always want to know more about it. What's more, I can't go out on weekdays, so it's rare to have someone to talk to."

These words were a bit of a sign of weakness, and Lu Chenzhang was very useful.He stroked Mo Ya's hand and promised: "Ah Ya, it's not peaceful outside now. After a while, I will accompany you wherever you want to go, okay?"

The gesture was a bit too intimate, Mo Xia pulled out her hand and lowered her eyes: "Really, you really didn't lie to me?"

Lu Chenzhang smiled: "When did I ever lie to Aya, um."

You are lying to me right now.

Ink daydream.

"Your Highness, you must keep your word, otherwise, I will be angry."

"Of course." Lu Chenzhang said, "Aya, it's Haishi, you should rest."

Mo Xia was coaxed to bed by Lu Chenzhang.

With things in mind, Mo Ya was not tired at all.Looking at Lu Chenzhang, Mo Xia suddenly thought: "Your Highness, please tell me a storybook."

"The script?" Lu Chenzhang didn't respond for a moment.

Mo Ya looked sideways at Lu Chenzhang who was sitting by the couch, and rested his head with his arms: "Before, didn't I often give His Highness a speech book before His Highness went to bed? I have grown up, and no one has ever told me about sleep.Preface."

Seeing Lu Chenzhang seemed embarrassed, Mo Xia said again: "If Your Highness doesn't want it, it's fine. I forgot my identity and exceeded the rules."

After speaking, he turned around, his back revealing a deep sense of loneliness.

Seeing this, Lu Chenzhang panicked, and hurriedly said: "Ah Ya, don't be angry, I'm not unwilling, I just don't know how to say it. What does Ah Ya want to hear?"

Only then was Mo Xia happy, pointing to the book spread out on the desk: "I only read half of that script, I want to know the ending today, can you tell me, Your Highness?"

It was rare for Mo Ya to be so close to him, so why did Lu Chenzhang not want to, got up and took the script, and continued to read from the place he saw according to Mo Ya's instructions.

Eyelids were getting heavy, Mo Ya thought at the last moment before falling asleep: Lu Chenzhang has a high tolerance for him.

Seeing Mo Xia falling asleep, Lu Chenzhang put down the script, leaned over and kissed Mo Xia's thin eyelids lightly, and then kissed all the way down to his lips, touching the tip of his nose.

"Aya." Lu Chenzhang's throat moved slightly, his voice was low and inaudible, "We will be together forever, and no one can separate us."

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Mo Xia planned to continue fiddling with his medicinal materials the next day.

Ah Chun sat on the desk next to Mo Ya, cutting the petals picked this morning for Mo Ya.

Mo Ya pushed a tray over: "Ah Chun, crush these ingredients with a pestle, then grind them into fine powder and pack them separately."

"yes."

A Chun was very neat in his work, and quickly completed according to Mo Ya's requirements.

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and the jade dish powder was blown away.

Mo Xia was a little unhappy: "Ah Chun, you go and close the doors and windows."