The willow leaves are slowly

"Unless I die, I will not let this banquet end!"

The prince looked into Mo Chen's eyes and said, "Ah Chen, do you understand?"

Eunuch Fu dismissed all the servants who were on duty and cleaning in front of the flower hall. He stood far away outside the palace gate, holding the lotus cake, not daring to even breathe.

"Your Highness, how can you not take your health seriously?"

Mo Chen stepped forward, looked at him, gently took the medicine bowl, raised his eyebrows and said, "Your Highness, do you know how long I have been boiling this medicine?"

The prince blinked, speechless for a moment, at a loss for words, "I..."

"Oh... forget it," Mo Chen sighed and said, "I'll boil it again. Your Highness must not fall down again next time. It's a waste of my efforts." Mo Chen took the medicine bowl and walked out the door.

"Achen!" the prince called.

Mo Chen looked back and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I take money from others and help them get rid of disasters. Your Highness is so generous, how can I leave easily? In the future, I still want to rely on your power to show off my power. Your Highness must get better!"

"What about the marriage?" the prince asked as he caught up.

"That's not necessary for now. Miss Liu loves someone else. I'm heartbroken and have no intention of thinking about getting married anymore. Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness." Mo Chen spoke in a light tone, without any sign of heartache.

"Your Highness, can you let me make the medicine?" Mo Chen said, shaking the medicine bowl.

The prince's eyes could see the clouds and mist dissipate, and he said with a smile, "Okay, Ah Chen, don't hurt yourself."

"As long as Your Highness stops pouring this medicine, I will live a long life!" Mo Chen smiled brightly and turned away.

The prince looked at his leaving back and couldn't suppress a smile.

At this time, Eunuch Fu stepped forward and said softly, "Your Highness, is this lotus cake?"

"Go and deliver it to Achen quickly!" said the prince happily.

"Xiao Fuzi, why are your hands shaking?"

Grandpa Fu thought to himself, "You're standing outside in the cold for an hour holding a plate, and you're shivering!"

In the following days, the prince was in a good mood, and he handled government affairs very smoothly. He was deeply praised by the court officials in the court.

The prince took his medicine on time every day, and when he had time, he would take walks with Mo Chen, talk about poetry, play chess, write, paint and make tea.

When the weather was fine, under the osmanthus tree, Mo Chen danced with a sword and the prince played the zither. Eunuch Fu kept sighing beside them, saying how nice it would be if Mo Chen was a girl, they would be a perfect match!

What a pity he is not a girl!

"Your Highness, I have a question to ask."

"But it doesn't matter."

"If I can save your Highness's life by sacrificing a human life, are you willing?"

"No! Everyone has their own destiny. How can I exchange my life for someone else's? There is no need to listen to your majesty's talk about such methods of curing diseases."

"Oh? Your Highness, won't you consider it?"

"I won't consider it, and you are not allowed to consider it either!"

"it is good!"

Prince Ning's Mansion.

A young eunuch knelt down and reported the situation in the prince's mansion.

"Hahahaha, my royal brother, my royal brother, do you think that father will allow a prince with a homosexual habit to be the emperor? Even if father tolerates it, will the people of the world tolerate it?! It's okay that he's a sickly man, but he also has this kind of habit. My royal brother really is not clean enough!" King Ning's face was distorted with laughter.

"Congratulations, Your Highness. If we can obtain solid evidence in this matter, the day when the East Palace will change its owner will not be far away." Zhao Zhong, the steward of Prince Ning's Mansion, said flatteringly.

"Spread it out and add fuel to the fire for my honorable royal brother!" Prince Ning said, clutching the rosary in his hand.

Zhao Zhong responded flatteringly, saying yes.

"The fourth prince is mentally ill, the sixth prince died young, the eighth prince's mother was a palace maid in the laundry room and was of humble birth, and the ninth prince died young. Now Your Majesty can only use the crown prince and you, the third prince. The crown prince is a sickly person and may die at any time. By then, Dongling will belong to you, Prince Ning!" A man in white walked out with a smile.

“Hahahaha,” Prince Ning laughed, “When the time comes, I’ll need the Imperial Master to lend a helping hand to me!”

"Of course. I will spare no effort to help His Royal Highness Prince Ning ascend the throne!" said the man in white, bowing.

Autumn hunting day.

The weather was bright and clear in autumn, and the sun shone on every inch of the royal hunting ground, which was huge and vast.

The trees were arranged in an orderly manner, standing like guards around. The autumn wind blew gently, and the leaves rustled, as if playing an exciting melody for this hunting feast.

The royal family's display and battles were even more magnificent. Flags were flying, gongs and drums were beating, and the palace servants were busy shuttling around, preparing hunting equipment and horses for the princes. The noble families and princes who participated in the autumn hunt were all in high spirits and full of vigor!

"If Shengsheng could participate, he would definitely be more handsome than them!" Liu Qingyin looked at the contestants on horseback and said angrily, "Why can't Yingge participate?"

"The Shadow Pavilion cannot show its face in public!" Ah Yan pushed Liuyun to Liu Qingyin's side.

"We are all using the Jingzhao government as a cover. Ah Sheng's official identity is the Jingzhao government official and the prince's tutor. How could they allow us to show up in such an occasion?"

"The Shadow Pavilion is the old emperor's minion and can only stay in the dark!" Liuyun said in a low voice.

"Be careful with your words!" Ye Hansheng glanced at Liuyun and said.

"Ayin!" Mo Chen and the prince walked towards this side.

"Mr. Mo Chen, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Liu Qingyin waved and greeted them enthusiastically.

Ye Hansheng gently grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" Everyone saluted.

"Get up quickly, this is not the palace, there is no need to be so polite."

"Mr. Ye!" Mo Chen greeted him alone.

Ye Hansheng nodded slightly.

Mo Chen looked at him holding Liu Qingyin's hand and rolled his eyes.

"Look, the drums have started beating!" Liuyun said happily like a child, pointing at the hunting ground.

Soon everyone sat down and the hunter got on his horse. The prince looked at the people on the horse and envy showed in his eyes.

"Once Your Highness recovers, you will naturally be able to whip your horse like them!" Mo Chen saw the prince's mood.

The prince looked at him and smiled bitterly, "I hope so."

Prince Ning looked at the Crown Prince with a provocative look, and the Crown Prince responded with a smile.

"Your Highness, there is no need to be so gentle to everyone." Mo Chen said with a frown.

"Ayuan is my younger brother."

"Does he treat you as his brother?"

"Ayuan has never been valued by our father since he was a child. He always tried hard to show himself and get our father's approval. We were very close until I blocked a sword for him and was poisoned. Our father punished him severely, and since then he and I have never been close again." The prince said with a wry smile.

"None of this has anything to do with Your Highness. It was Your Highness who saved him. There is no need to feel guilty towards him."

"Ayuan is also a poor child. I always hope that we can go back to our childhood and play together."

"Your Highness is too kind. How can you inherit the throne in the future?"

"I want to say that I have never thought of inheriting the throne. Do you believe me, Ah Chen?" The prince handed him a piece of lotus cake. "Being in the royal family, there is no other way. If I could choose, I would just want to live a simple life, away from the palace, away from the court, indulging in the mountains, and sailing on the water."

Mo Chen smiled when he heard this. He looked at the azure sky and said, "Your Highness, what you are talking about is also the life that I, a commoner, want to live."

"Oh?" The prince smiled and said, "If I could choose one day, would Ah Chen be willing to be with me?"

"Ahem!" Eunuch Fu coughed twice beside him, "Your Highness, Your Highness, His Majesty is calling you."

The two were so absorbed in their conversation that they didn't notice Li Qi at all. The prince turned his head to look at Li Qi and found that he was staring at him and Mo Chen...