Mo Xia walked in slowly.

Ah Chun and several hidden guards knelt on the ground, even though they had put on clean clothes, Mo Ya could still smell the faint smell of blood coming from their bodies.

Du Yunding knelt at the front, lowered his eyebrows, seemingly unhindered.But Mo Xia knew that Lu Chenzhang punished his subordinates, and he always sat down.

Mo Xia walked to the center of the main hall and knelt down slowly: "Your Highness."

Lu Chenzhang raised his eyebrows, but he didn't cry out. He looked down condescendingly: "Gu thought that the second son Mo didn't like such a small temple as the Prince Regent's Mansion, so he has already found Gao Zhi."

The words were extremely harsh, but Mo Xia felt a little wronged.

It's obvious that he's lying, and it's obvious that he shut himself up first, so why does it seem like he's done something wrong.

If it was Abo, he would definitely not treat him like this.

"What are you thinking?" Lu Chenzhang asked abruptly.

"You lied to me." Mo Xia looked at Lu Chenzhang and said in a low voice, "It's the first time you lied to me."

Lu Chenzhang was silent.

Du Yunding hurriedly bowed his head.

After a while, Lu Chenzhang stood up, walked up to Mo Ya, bent over and helped him up: "Get up first."

Rubbing Mo Xia's hand again, he could not refuse, "Why is it so cold. I asked someone to cook sweet soup, and I will drink a bowl later to warm my body."

Mo Xia kept staring at Lu Chenzhang, withdrew his hand, and took two steps back: "Your Highness, won't you explain to me?"

In Mo Xia's heart, if a deceit is discovered, it must be explained.

Feeling the pull away from the palm of his hand, Lu Chenzhang pressed his eyebrows slightly, with a chuckle, caressed Mo Ya's face, and slid down a little bit: "Ah Ya, you are disobedient and want to run away. I love you so much, so I don't care.Why do you want me to explain?"

While speaking, Du Yunding got up quietly, led his subordinates back to the door, and closed the door smoothly.

Such a cold Lu Chenzhang made Mo Xia unfamiliar.

Mo Ya couldn't help but backed away again.

The little action that could not be detected seemed to anger Lu Chenzhang. He grabbed Mo Ya's wrist and made a circle of red marks: "Ah Ya, be good, don't make trouble."

The unspeakable strange spread.

Mo Xia suppressed his fear: "Your Highness..."

Lu Chenzhang exerted a little force, and Mo Xia staggered and fell into Lu Chenzhang's arms.

He restrained Mo Ya's waist with one hand, while rubbing Mo Ya's lips until he saw bright red blood: "What's the matter, Ah Ya, why is your face so pale?"

This series of actions made Mo Xia terrified.

Something is wrong, Your Highness, very wrong.

Mo Xia held Lu Chenzhang's hand, trying to stop him: "Your Highness, what's the matter, shall we sit down and talk?"

"Your Highness... hiss..."

The sound of eating pain finally brought Lu Chenzhang back to his reason.

Looking at Mo Ya's broken lips, Lu Chenzhang was annoyed: "Ah Ya, I'll help you apply the medicine."

The two sat side by side on a large chair, Lu Chenzhang melted the Biyingying ointment with his fingertips, and applied it bit by bit on Mo Xia's red and swollen lips.

His eyes were serious and his movements were careful, as if he was holding some rare treasure.

Mo Ya shuddered again.

"Your Highness." Finally, after Lu Chenzhang finished giving the medicine, Mo Xia took the opportunity and hurriedly said, "It's late today, let's rest first, okay?"

He doesn't want Lu Chenzhang's explanation now, nor does he need Lu Chenzhang's justice.Mo Ya knew that he needed to calm down now, but Lu Chenzhang said, "Not good."

Mo Xia suddenly raised his head.

"Obviously Ah Ya is going to leave, but you still blame me for lying to you." Lu Chenzhang's voice was full of complaints in anger, and Mo Xia was dazed, almost thinking that he was in Kaiyang Palace.

Du Tingyue's request to see him came from outside the door.

She walked in with sweet soup.

Lu Chenzhang picked up the sweet soup, stirred it with a spoon, and handed it to Mo Ya: "Ah Ya, let's drink some first."

Mo Xia didn't know what Lu Chenzhang wanted to do, so he took it in a daze and drank it down.

The soup was delicious, refreshing and sweet, and Mo Xia's shrieking heart was soothed, and a wave of dizziness struck fiercely after stretching his limbs.

"Aya, originally I wanted to forgive you." Lu Chenzhang said slowly, "But why did you refuse me?"

"Your Highness, you put... what in the soup?"

Lu Chenzhang stretched out his arms to catch Mo Xia's soft waist.

Mo Xia tried hard to open his eyes, but his eyes were blurred.I tried to speak, but my throat was blocked by cotton wool.

"Ah Ya, don't be afraid." He felt Lu Chenzhang kissing him, as if comforting or persuading, "It's just some spring love gone."