How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

After breakfast, the two took a carriage into the palace.

According to the rules, Prince Zhan had to go to the palace to express his gratitude to the Emperor on the second day after his marriage.

Although Mo Yuan has always been wary of Mo Yang, he still has to maintain brotherly friendship and respect on the surface.

Since he didn't tear his face apart, Mo Yang would naturally continue to act with Mo Yuan.

But along the way, Baili Hongxuan looked at Mo Yang with a strange look, staring at Mo Yang in a daze from time to time.

Mo Yang looked back at him, and Baili Hongxuan quickly avoided looking at him. After a while, he looked over again.

"If Hongxuan wants to see me, he can do so openly."

Mo Yang found it funny and reminded him patiently, "I am your husband now. Let alone a few glances, even if you want to do something to me, no one else can say a word."

"Do, what? What can I do to you?!" Baili Hongxuan felt that what Mo Yang said was really ambiguous, and refuted him with averted eyes.

"You can do whatever you want," Mo Yang smiled indulgently, "Hongxuan can think about it carefully."

Baili Hongxuan was distracted by the extremely confusing smile on Mo Yang's face. He was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He moved back a little to distance himself from Mo Yang.

"baffling……"

Baili Hongxuan said in a low voice, turned his head to look out the window and ignored Mo Yang.

Mo Yang is probably mentally ill, or he is too scheming and pretends to be harmless to deceive himself.

This must be the case. In reality, Mo Yang must be a ruthless person.

Maybe Mo Yang had been eyeing him for a long time, and was thinking about how to tear him apart and eat him, even chewing up the bones.

Baili Hongxuan was complaining in his heart the whole way and didn't notice at all that his mind was completely occupied by Mo Yang. Even what he was thinking in his heart was always about Mo Yang.

The two men were led by palace servants to the entrance of the Qinzheng Hall. The eunuch guarding the gate went in to report, but came out and said that the emperor had not yet gotten up and asked them to wait outside the hall.

The Qinzheng Hall was not a place for the emperor to rest. At this time, the emperor had already been working for an hour, so how could he not have gotten up yet?

Mo Yuan was clearly inside, but he was just putting on airs and wanted Mo Yang to wait outside for a while longer.

However, Mo Yang was in a good mood today. As long as Mo Yuan didn't go too far, he would not argue with Mo Yuan and would just wait outside for a while.

A quarter of an hour passed and there was still no movement inside.

It was okay for Mo Yang to be in a wheelchair, but Hong Xuan was standing next to him.

"Hongxuan," Mo Yang pulled the sleeve of Baili Hongxuan, "Are you tired? Sit on my lap?"

"..."

It's only a quarter of an hour, why should you be tired of it?

What's more, this is the Qinzheng Palace. He wants him to sit on Mo Yang's lap in public? Baili Hongxuan can't afford to lose this person.

"How do you tire me out? You are so enthusiastic."

Baili Hongxuan turned his head to look at him, and saw that Mo Yang looked at him with obvious heartache. He couldn't bear it and subconsciously stepped back.

"Your royal brother doesn't seem to be very nice to you?"

Baili Hongxuan didn't look at him again and casually changed the topic to distract Mo Yang's attention.

“Yeah,” Mo Yang responded softly, lowering his head, “You’ve suffered with me.”

It is not yet time to deal with Mo Yuan, but Mo Yang has already made a clear note of the account for him.

"..." Baili Hongxuan didn't even understand what kind of suffering he had endured.

What kind of suffering was it to stand for just a short while? It was not even as long as the time he had stood outside in the sun before.

But seeing Mo Yang's unhappy expression, Baili Hongxuan made a sound and tugged at Mo Yang's sleeve.

"What are you doing? I didn't say I was suffering. It's just standing for a while. It won't tire me to death."

Baili Hongxuan didn’t even know that he was so delicate.

"Sit on my lap and rest for a while. I can't feel my legs. You can sit wherever you want."

"I don't have a habit of abusing disabled people."

Baili Hongxuan was so angry at Mo Yang's train of thought that he laughed. He had no idea what he was thinking about every day.

"Does Hongxuan dislike me because I'm disabled?"

Mo Yang lowered his head even more, his voice became thin and weak, as if he was about to cry in the next second.

"Hey~" This was the first time Baili Hongxuan saw this.

He didn't say anything, did he? Why did he look like he was crying because he bullied someone?

But looking at Mo Yang's aggrieved expression, Baili Hongxuan began to doubt uncertainly whether he had really said something too harsh just now.

"I, I didn't say I disliked you," Baili Hongxuan bent down to look at him, "Don't cry, I really don't dislike you."

"But you've been avoiding me." Mo Yang replied weakly without looking up.

The voice was very soft, but Baili Hongxuan heard it clearly as if he had radar.

"I'm not hiding from you." In order to prove himself, Baili Hongxuan took a step forward and stuck close to Mo Yang.

The moment Baili Hongxuan approached, Mo Yang raised his hand and grasped the hand that was so close to him, holding it tightly in his palm.

Baili Hongxuan subconsciously wanted to pull back, but was held by Mo Yang and couldn't pull it out.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to avoid me?"

Mo Yang looked up at him, his dark eyes reflecting a light that made Baili Hongxuan's eyes hurt and a little irritated.

"I didn't hide." Baili Hongxuan turned his head away and stopped looking at him. He closed his eyes and leaned on the handle of the wheelchair as if he was giving up.

She deliberately blocked out the feeling of her hand, as if what Mo Yang was holding was not his hand, but a lump of insensitive flesh.

Mo Yang raised the corner of his lips where Baili Hongxuan couldn't see, and never let go of the hand he was holding.

About a quarter of an hour later, Mo Yang's patience was almost exhausted.

"Since my brother likes to sleep so much, I won't disturb him."

As Mo Yang spoke, he took Baili Hongxuan's hand and prepared to leave.

An older eunuch immediately trotted out of the Qinzheng Palace and called out to Mo Yang, "Prince Zhan, please stay."

"Your Highness Prince Zhan, Princess Zhan, the Emperor has finished packing, please come in."

Mo Yang doesn't have such a good temper. It's a good thing that he doesn't catch anyone and beat him up now. Now when he goes back and sees Mo Yuan, he is afraid that he will not be able to control himself and take action.

Baili Hongxuan behind him seemed to see what Mo Yang was thinking, and leaned over to whisper in Mo Yang's ear, "This is in the palace, don't lose your temper."

"I'll push you in."

After Baili Hongxuan finished speaking, he turned his wheelchair and walked towards the Qinzheng Hall without waiting for Mo Yang to speak, as if he knew that Mo Yang would not refute him.

"Ninth brother is here? Please sit down."

Mo Yuan was sitting at his desk and saw someone waving at him, motioning Mo Yang to sit on the chair next to him.

Mo Yang ignored him.

He looked up in confusion as if he didn't understand. Seeing two people, one standing and one sitting, he suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "Look at my brain. My ninth brother has been sitting the whole time. I haven't adapted to it yet."

"Behind my ninth brother is my brother-in-law, right? Xiaoyang can't sit in this position, why don't you take it?"

"No need, I can just stand here," Baili Hongxuan hated Mo Yuan the first time he saw him.

Listening to him speak, I felt that Mo Yuan was extremely hypocritical. It would be better for him to stand next to Mo Yang.