For Xiao Ye, it was more than 20 years ago when he gave him a fox fur cloak, and it was normal not to remember.

At this moment, Xiao Ye's forgetfulness caused a few more complaints in Mo Jingchen's eyes,

【Little Silly】

[At a young age, my memory is not good]

【How to deal with this】

When there was snow on the ground, the charcoal brazier was finally set up.

Two people sat around the brazier, roasting chestnuts while warming themselves by the fire.

Xiao Ye had a pair of big hands, all covered with calluses from practicing with various weapons. He could take chestnuts from the charcoal fire with his bare hands without using tongs, and he wouldn't get burned.

He skillfully cracked the chestnut shell with his hands and handed it to Mo Jingchen to eat.

One after another, he fed them happily, thinking of fattening him up.

Under the light of the fire, Mo Jingchen's cold and pale cheeks finally turned red.

Their fingertips touched, and Mo Jingchen's cold fingertips slowly warmed up, and Xiao Ye finally felt relieved.

Mo Jingchen finally frowned as he saw the plate of chestnuts was almost empty.

"I can't eat anymore, so you eat too."

Xiao Ye's peach blossom eyes curved into crescents, and he said mockingly,

"Your appetite is not good enough. If Concubine Mo was here, she could eat two more plates."

Mo Jingchen pursed his lips and smiled without saying anything, thinking crazily in his heart:

[My little aunt has a really good appetite, she can feed five people by herself]

[If you eat dry and don’t grow any meat, is it worthy of the pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks and geese that died for her? 】

[This means you were born into a wealthy family. If you were born into a poor family, you may not have the chance to grow up]

[Alas, when will we usher in a peaceful and prosperous age, where everyone can eat as much as they want?]

[Xiao Si is so stupid, I don’t expect him to achieve much. As long as there are no abandoned babies in the abandoned baby tower and there are no frozen bones on the roadside, it is enough]

Xiao Ye secretly swore:

Mo Jingchen, I will never let you down in this life.

The boy came to report that someone from the Mo family was here to take Lord Mo back to his home.

Xiao Ye was furious.

"Is this a snowy day specially chosen to make you freeze on the road? It's so bad! Don't pay attention to it!"

Mo Jingchen stuffed the chestnuts in his hand into Xiao Ye's mouth and said calmly,

"It doesn't matter, I just need to wear more clothes, so as not to be disrespectful to my elders."

Xiao Ye could only order someone to bring two quilts to make the carriage warmer.

All the way to the door of the house, he gave many instructions to Wang Feihu who was driving the carriage, and then stared at the carriage disappearing in the wind and snow, before turning around and returning to the house.

Mo Jingchen returned to Mo Mansion.

It turned out that the emperor's imperial edict had arrived.

The emperor wanted Mo Jingchen to study at his residence instead of going to the Hanlin Academy to do his homework. He also sent an imperial physician to nurse him back to health.

Mo Jingchen's whereabouts were silently relieved. Fortunately, he insisted on coming back. Otherwise, he would have been charged with disrespecting the emperor and would have implicated His Highness Ninth Prince.

The eldest uncle is most afraid of imperial power, and he doesn't have the guts to hide it.

It must be that stupid auntie who resents me for not bringing Xiao Si and Mo Nansheng together at the polo match.

Now that I have my little aunt as my backer, I want to ruin me and deliberately instigate my servants not to reveal the reason why I was invited back to the palace.

Stupid and bad!

Mo Jingchen inserted two silver needles into his shoulder, and then checked the pulse of Imperial Physician Sun.

Doctor Sun was so worried that his eyebrows were twisted into knots:

With his pulse so thin, it was God's mercy that he could still walk on his own.

With such a weak body, if she gets married, she will have to die in the bridal chamber.

Concubine Mo ordered me to cure him. Isn't this a robbery with the Lord of Hell?

This is hard to do for old age ...

Mo Jingchen saw that it was written on Dr. Sun's face that it was too difficult for me, and said with relief,

"Mr. Sun, I have been a doctor for a long time and have some knowledge of medical skills. I know my body well.

Don't worry, I will say more good things about you to Concubine Mo.

She is a reasonable person. No matter what the outcome of my treatment is, she will never make things difficult for you. "

Imperial Physician Sun looked at the gentle and jade-like young man in front of him. He was so kind and kind-hearted. He couldn't help but feel sad:

The tragedy of a doctor is that he can heal people but cannot heal himself, and he can predict his own death date. How pitiful ...

At five o'clock in the morning, Xiao Ye went to court.

The ministers above the main hall were all whispering to each other.

Xiao Ye pricked up his ears and listened:

The Prime Minister fell ill suddenly in the middle of the night. It is not yet known whether he can be saved.

Ouch, these old guys are pretty well-informed.

However, the Prime Minister is only in his forties and has always looked tough. Why did he suddenly become ill?

Didn't Mo Jingchen want his life?

Great, this time, he doesn't have to do anything.

It is not that easy for the bounty hunters of his Jianxue Tower to assassinate a first-grade official in the capital.

Now it's better, the sky is really wise.

After a while, Eunuch Su, who was beside the emperor, came to deliver an oral message:

The Prime Minister left last night. The Emperor is in mourning and will not attend court today.

Xiao Ye left the palace and went straight to Mo Mansion, wanting to share the good news with Mo Jingchen as soon as possible.

I happened to meet Dr. Sun at the door of Mo Mansion.

"Eh? Doctor Sun, it's not yet dawn, where have you been?"

Dr. Sun's face was full of gossip and he couldn't suppress it.

"Your Majesty Ninth Prince, go in and talk, go in and talk."

It turned out that the prime minister suddenly fell ill last night, and the emperor ordered all the imperial doctors to go for consultation.

Imperial Physician Sun, who was in Mo Mansion, was naturally summoned.

When he rushed to the Prime Minister's Mansion, the Prime Minister was completely cold.

Xiao Ye blinked his peach blossom eyes, full of curiosity.

"What kind of disease does the Prime Minister have that is so severe?"

Doctor Sun had a mocking and teasing smile on his lips, lowered his voice,

"Heart disease. Died on my concubine's bed."

Xiao Ye looked confused.

"Heart disease? I've never heard of the Prime Minister having this disease before.

I've heard that heart attacks can occur very quickly, and the person is gone in no time.

As for the mobilization of troops, do you want all the imperial doctors to rescue a dead person in the middle of the night? "

Doctor Sun had a look that saw through everything:

"This is the dignity the emperor gives to the prime minister."

Xiao Ye was still confused.

"I still don't understand. Is it disrespectful to have a heart disease?"

Dr. Sun smiled and said nothing:

Although I am a big talker, I really cannot talk about this disease openly.

Mo Jingchen secretly mocked in his heart,

[What a fool, Dr. Sun said this, but he still doesn’t understand]

Xiao Ye secretly expressed his dissatisfaction:

I'm not a doctor, so it's normal that I don't understand!

At that time, Mo Jingchen's heartfelt voice came again:

[However, Xiaosi doesn’t like reading. He doesn’t know that Ma Feng has an elegant name for heart disease, which is normal]

Xiao Ye was shocked:

Is it windy soon? !

What you are reading is not a serious book!

Mo Jingchen's inner voice continued:

[Five years ago, I arranged for the most outstanding girl from the Beauty Sect to be a concubine in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the Prime Minister's body was already hollowed out]

Xiao Ye was extremely surprised:

You would have arranged a honey trap five years ago? You have become sensible early enough!

Beauty Gate, what is that? It doesn’t sound like a serious place!