Your Majesty, the National Teacher is in a bad mood today

Ye Tang put on the half-faded robe again, and replied: "I made some mistakes, it's not worth mentioning."

"What kind of mistakes can you make? It's impossible for His Majesty to punish you for ordinary mistakes. Why won't you tell me the truth?" Mo An could tell at a glance that Ye Tang was trying to play him off.

But Ye Tang just smiled lightly, picked up the folding fan placed on the stone table, and fanned it.

"General Mo came just in time. I've been bored in the palace these days. Brother Mo, take me out of the palace to relax?" Ye Tang lightly shook his folding fan and looked at Mo An.

Mo An frowned and looked at Ye Tang, a few strands of hair fluttering in the wind.

After a while, Mo An relaxed his brows and stopped thinking about it.

The left and right Ye Tang were also unwilling to explain to him. Now it seems that Ye Tang is still alive and well, and he doesn't care about the reason.

His Majesty attaches great importance to Ye Tang, and will definitely not punish him severely without reason.

"If you feel uncomfortable staying in the palace, go out to live in the palace for a while. The mansion you bought outside the palace has been vacant for a long time." Mo An continued.

Ye Tang just closed the fan silently, pressed the fan lightly to his lips, lowered his eyes, and did not make a sound.

Mo An always couldn't figure out Ye Tang's mind, seeing him like this, he could only sigh and stop asking.

"Then you change your clothes first, I'll accompany you to play outside the palace for half a day, this outfit is too eye-catching." Mo An said helplessly.

Ye Tang pondered for a moment, tapping his chin lightly with the folding fan.

"Blue color?" After a while, Ye Tang pointed at Mo An with his folding fan, asking for his opinion.

Mo An shook his head with a serious face: "It's eye-catching."

"Isn't that red and crimson more ostentatious?" Ye Tang felt a little headache.

Mo An had a worse headache than him, and his brows were furrowed.

So, Ye Tang gently pointed to the black robe Mo An was wearing with his fan.

"Swap with General Mo."

"...Forget it, let's change it."

The two did what they said, and soon exchanged outer clothes.

Mo An's movements were faster than Ye Tang's, and he quickly got dressed. Since Ye Tang usually wears loose clothes, it still fit him well.

And his clothes were a little too big for Ye Tang.

After Ye Tang straightened her outer clothes, she stretched out her hand to brush out the hair inside the robe, and turned her head to look at Mo An.

"How?" Ye Tang asked.

Mo An frowned for a while, then stretched out his hands to straighten his clothes: "Almost, that's it."

After the two left the palace, Mo An realized that even if Ye Tang put on a black dress, it would be useless, on the contrary, it would be even more eye-catching.

As long as this person stands in the crowd, he will stand out from the crowd no matter what, and he has a refined and gentle demeanor, which makes people pay more attention to him no matter what.

Mo An was holding a sword and followed behind Ye Tang, while Ye Tang was walking with a fan.

Looking at it this way, Ye Tang looked very much like the handsome and handsome son of the family, but he looked like Ye Tang's entourage.

Mo An couldn't help being a little annoyed: "Ye Lingshuang."

"Huh?" Ye Tang slightly turned his head to look at Mo An.

"Find a place to change clothes with me later, you are too flamboyant in black."

"..."

Mo An didn't change his face, and walked in front of Ye Tang silently, and instead he led the way: "Yayan Pavilion has a new snack, I'll take you to eat it."

"Okay, besides the new snacks, I want a pot of peach blossom wine for General Mo's treat." Ye Tang waved his folding fan in response.

Mo An glanced at Ye Tang: "Are you poor?"

"good."