[You must be pretending to be sick with me, blackmailing me into playing pipa and guqin all day long to make you sleep]

[Just lie to me, you still dare to visit a brothel]

[See if I am not worthy of the most bitter medicine in the world, let you taste the pain! 】

Xiao Ye heard his heartfelt voice and took a deep breath:

Did he see me? Where did he see it?

I was looking in all directions, but I couldn't find him at all!

What a good Mo Jingchen, the evildoer complained first!

Obviously you went to visit the brothel first, I just went to find you!

I haven't settled the matter with you about your visit to the brothel, but you have troubled me first.

Staying up in the middle of the night and giving me the most bitter medicine in the world. Is this what humans do?

Xiao Ye felt angry in his heart, but then he thought about it carefully:

If Mo Jingchen was a womanizer, he wouldn't have stayed unmarried and unaccepted in his last life, and devoted himself to me.

He must have gone to Hongxiuge Pavilion to investigate the case!

He was very shameless and couldn't bring this matter up to cause trouble for him.

So, Xiao Ye forced out a smile and said,

"Maybe it's because the case has been solved. People feel refreshed when happy events happen. I feel much better. My heart and arms don't hurt much anymore. It's getting late, so you should rest first~"

Mo Jingchen raised his eyes to look at him again, his long and narrow autumn eyes were dark and deep, without any joy or sorrow.

【No more pain? Is there any necessary connection between whether you feel pain and taking medicine? I can’t waste my efforts, right? 】

Xiao Ye couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart:

Mo Jingchen, I won’t lead you to be so unreasonable.

How can you, a scholar, be so unreasonable ...

The next day.

Xiao Ye was still reviewing the battles of his previous life in his dream, when suddenly he heard a "squeak" and immediately woke up from his sleep and sat up suddenly.

Mo Jingchen was seen carrying a tea tray and had already arrived at his bedside.

His thin lips moved, and in a low, gentle and irresistible tone, he uttered five words:

"Your Highness, please drink the medicine~"

This was the bitter herbal tea that Mo Jingchen had brewed for an hour with his nose covered.

It contains Coptis chinensis, Sophora flavescens, Podopodin, Andrographis paniculata, Dandelion ...

Xiao Ye couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth as he looked at the bowl full of dark soup.

The bitter medicinal gas surged into his nasal cavity, instantly blowing away his Tianling Cap.

Isn't it? At dawn, you come to seek revenge.

Mo Jingchen, are you still a human being?

Mo Jingchen was still wearing the white clothes he wore in the study last night. The two strands of hair that usually hung in front of his forehead were gathered behind his ears, and there was a faint hint of dark blue under his eyelids.

Oh my God, he wouldn’t stay up all night just to make bitter medicine for me, right?

If I don't drink, he will probably stay here and refuse to go to sleep.

He is so frail, it's hard for him to endure this ...

Forget it, you’re a real man. You’ve already died, so why are you afraid of drinking bitter medicine?

Thinking of this, Xiao Ye picked up the large bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

Mo Jingchen's heart skipped a beat:

[He never liked taking medicine since he was a child, and he would just endure it when he was sick, but now he drinks it so readily]

[Isn't he pretending to be sick? ]

[Is it possible that when Xiaosha faced danger, he automatically ignored the phantom pain in his body? ]

[This is originally the pain caused by heart disease. It is very reasonable as the mood changes.]

[Damn it, I treated him like this ... ]

Hearing this, Xiao Ye felt emboldened again, cleared his throat, frowned, and said miserably,

"Mo Jingchen, why do I feel that my left arm hurts more than yesterday~

Could it be that he was injured in the fight yesterday?

You don’t even know how difficult it is to catch that flower-picking thief. I almost got chopped by him.

I feel that since I got sick, my martial arts skills are not as good as before. "

Xiao Ye didn't dare to take it lightly. He was afraid that Mo Jingchen would cut his vagina again and send him to the border, so he could only continue to pretend to be sick and lie to him.

[I damn it, I shouldn’t have doubted him, Xiaosha has never lied since he was a child]

Mo Jingchen blamed himself endlessly, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he sighed imperceptibly,

"I will definitely find a treatment for you. You have to relax and don't always think about the pain."

Xiao Ye nodded,

"Well, I'm relieved. You don't have to be too anxious. Don't be exhausted."

Mo Jingchen responded lightly:

"Um"

【Can you not be in a hurry? I have been planning the matter in the capital for many years, and now that everything is ready, I am just about to send you away]

[Only by sending you away from this place of right and wrong, I have no weakness in the hands of others, and I will not be constrained in doing things]

[But, his current physical condition, alas! 】

Xiao Ye was so angry:

You still want to send me away!

Then my heart hurts, my arms hurt, but I can’t get better!

The worst case scenario is drinking bitter medicine every day.

Anyway, I feel bitter in my mouth and you feel bitter in your heart. Let’s see who of us can outshine the other!

Due to Xiao Ye's outstanding performance, the emperor praised Xiao Ye very much and rewarded him generously, making him the leader among the princes.

The eldest prince was so angry that stars appeared in his eyes:

Xiao Ye! You, the son of a horse-riding girl, dare to steal the limelight from me, the eldest son, how can I let you be so proud!

On the night of Xiao Ye's celebration party at the patrol camp, the grain storehouse in the barracks caught fire.

In autumn, the weather is dry and the fire is out of control.

The officers and soldiers of the patrol battalion tried their best to put out the fire, costing two lives, but it didn't help.

The matter was so important that Dali Temple sent people to investigate whether anyone had neglected their duties.

As a result, nothing was found, and it was determined that it was caused by the dryness of the sky.

Fang Zhengyi had already discovered before coming to Dali Temple that someone had deliberately set the fire, because the Mohist fire certificate was found at the scene.

Ordinary huozhezi are all made of bamboo tubes. Only the Mohist huozhezi are made of non-flammable walnut wood, and have ink characters engraved on the bottom.

Xiao Ye confiscated the evidence and concluded that there were still spies of the eldest prince in the patrol camp and needed to be cleaned up again. He solemnly told Fang Zhengyi,

"Someone is trying to frame me and keep this matter in his belly! This fire is just out of the blue and cannot be related to anyone in the patrol camp!"

"yes!"

How could Fang Zhengyi not understand that when an unknown prince suddenly gained power, assassinations would surely follow.

However, such a stupid frame-up method really opened his eyes.

Xiao Ye returned home in a hurry.

He must tell Mo Jingchen about this!

In recent years, the Mo family has been neglected by their father and has always been cautious in dealing with the outside world. Things like Huo Zhezi will never be leaked out.

This fire dumpling was probably the one he threw to Shen Wanwan to bake her clothes during the autumn hunting trip.

This can only mean that Prime Minister Shen has taken refuge with the eldest prince!

If I had known this, I would have let Shen Wanwan drown in the river that day!

A bitch who repays kindness with revenge!

Xiao Ye returned to his prince's residence, but was told by his servants:

"Master Mo has been taken back to Mo Mansion.

Today, Mo Mansion's carriage is waiting at the entrance of the Hanlin Academy, and the housekeeper personally came to pick it up.

As soon as Mr. Mo finished his duty, he was invited to get on the bus. "

Mo Mansion.

Mo Jingchen's uncle Mo Ziyuan and aunt Ye Fanyin were sitting high in the hall.

Mo Ziyuan's body was covered with sawdust and he was playing with a model of a bracket with great interest.