"Thank you..." Yu Bai subconsciously thanked him, then turned to look at Mo Zeshen, waiting for Mo Zeshen's instructions.
Mo Ze looked up at Lu Qingtang deeply, then turned away without saying a word.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Yu Bai thought he agreed and quickly took the sachet, very happy.
The more Lu Qingtang looked at Mo Zeshen, the angrier he became. He turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly found that this figure looked very familiar.
Doesn’t the masked man also have the same figure?
How could there be such similar figures in this world?
With doubts in his heart, Lu Qingtang stepped forward and smelled the scent of dipterocarp from a long distance away.
To be more sure, she stretched her neck and sniffed the air.
Mo Ze subconsciously hid behind him, fearing that she would recognize him, so he asked, "Are you a dog? What are you smelling?"
"Why do you smell of dipterocarp?" Lu Qingtang looked at Mo Zeshen in surprise.
They have the same body shape and the same fragrance. Isn't this a coincidence?
But why should he save himself? Why would he use another identity to save himself?
Mo Zeshen had a sneer on his face, "Does the princess have to worry about what kind of incense I use? Take care of yourself, right? You go out to show off all day long, where are you fooling around today!"
A woman actually gave a sachet to a man. How could she be so shameless?
She is a boudoir girl, doesn’t she know what the sachet represents?
Staring at the precious sachet in Yu Bai's hand, Mo Ze felt a little angry.
After listening to Mo Zeshen's words, Lu Qingtang felt that she must be crazy. She actually thought that Mo Zeshen was the masked man.
No matter how reckless he is, it is better than this hypocritical prince.
Although I don't know what he looks like, his behavior of repaying kindness is better than Mo Zeshen.
Even if his face is full of pockmarks, it is still a thousand times better than the peacock like him!
Lu Qingtang sneered twice, crossed his arms and walked forward, "Does Your Majesty know where I smelled the dipterocarp?"
Mo Ze was deeply afraid of being recognized and did not dare to get close. He took several steps back.
Hearing what Lu Qingtang said again, he couldn't help but feel guilty. He muttered: "Where?"
"Of course I smelled it on your adulterer brother? I just went out for a tryst with him. What other details does the prince want to know? I will tell you one by one!" Lu Qingtang had a playful look on his face, his eyes filled with excitement. Ice cold.
"Lu Qingtang!" Mo Ze subconsciously became angry and looked at Lu Qingtang with pity.
Lu Qingtang looked indifferent, turned around and walked in the direction of Tangliyuan, "If you don't want to listen, I'll leave. I'm so sleepy, I want to go back to sleep."
Jian Mo Zeshen's face was filled with anger, and Yu Bai wished he could become transparent. He stepped forward and whispered: "Prince, that fat man just now, we have put him in the dungeon, and Yuan Lang is leading people to interrogate him overnight."
"Okay." Mo Zeshen calmed down and glanced down at the sachet in his hand.
Yu Bai also looked at the sachet in his hand and said with a silly smile: "Princess, you are so polite. This sachet is quite fragrant."
Mo Ze squinted his eyes deeply, with a hint of depth in his eyes, "Silly Yu Bai, do you know what this sachet means?"
This woman gives sachets to others casually, how frivolous she is!
Yu Bai was sniffing the sachet and didn't notice anything was wrong with Mo Zeshen. He continued to shake his head and giggle, "I don't know, it smells pretty good anyway."
The corners of Mo Zeshen's mouth twitched and he said coldly: "This is a token of love, you fool, you still smell it!"
He reminded me to this point and still let him say this.
Are you being beaten stupid?
Only then did Yu Bai realize that the prince in front of him looked furious, and the sachet in his hand immediately turned into a hedgehog.
But he didn't dare to throw it out at will.
This was made by the princess herself, and he wouldn't dare to throw it away even if he had a thousand heads.
"I want that prince, please pass it to the princess for me." Yu Bai said, randomly stuffing the sachet into Mo Ze's arms, turned around and ran away.
Looking at Yu Bai's background, Mo Zeshen felt a little funny.
He returned to Teng Pavilion with the sachet in hand, walked to the bedroom, and threw the sachet on the table casually.
After taking a deep look, he picked up the sachet on the table and sniffed it with his tall nose.
It is indeed very fragrant, with a fresh medicinal aroma.
Suddenly, he remembered another sachet that he had just thrown away somewhere, and quickly rummaged through the box to find it.
"I remember throwing it here? Why can't I find it?" Mo Zeshen poked his head into the cabinet and saw the sachet at the bottom of the bookshelf.
It was lying alone in the corner.
Mo Zeshen quickly bent down to pick it up with his hands, but unfortunately his arms were too short to reach it. He simply knelt down and continued to pick it up.
Still a little bit worse.
Looking around, there was no one in the left and right rooms, and no one could see his ugly appearance.
He simply lay down on the ground, stuck out his butt, stretched out his hands and dug in hard, and finally let him take it out.
He stood up and patted his body casually, put the two sachets together, and said to himself: "They are all mine, and they can only be mine."
As he spoke, he carefully put the two sachets in the drawer and put them together with the Chonghei Tiger Mask.
…
Early the next morning, Mo Zeshen came to Lanyueju to accompany Lu Qingyue for breakfast as requested.
In order for Mo Zeshen to eat well, Lu Qingyue prepared a large table.
There are yellow beef buns, meat-filled pot stickers, brown sugar steamed buns, ham porridge, glutinous rice and lotus seed porridge, soy milk, and some side dishes to accompany the porridge.
"It's just a breakfast. You have to prepare so much. Aren't you afraid of the hard work?"
Mo Zeshen was wearing a dark gray robe, which made him look slimmer and taller. He stood at the dining table and looked at Lu Qingyue's busy figure, feeling guilty and uneasy.
Lu Qingyue walked forward with a smile, held his shoulders and asked him to sit down, "Your Majesty, it's not hard, these are all done by the servants."
"Where is it? My lord, you don't know. In order to prevent the servants from being lazy, the concubine got up at midnight to supervise the cooks." Nanny Li looked at Lu Qingyue with a distressed look on her face.
Lu Qingyue frowned and yelled at Grandma Li: "Talk too much."
Then she looked at Mo Zeshen, "Actually, I can't sleep. It's nothing. As long as the prince can eat comfortably, this little trouble is nothing to Yue'er."
"Then you can't get up so early, you haven't recovered yet." Mo Zeshen reached out and held Lu Qingyue's hand, "Don't get up so early in the future."
At this moment, he was extremely self-blaming and deeply guilty.
He clearly loves Lu Qingyue, so why is he still thinking about Lu Qingtang who ruined other people's bastards.
He is so inhuman, damn it!
Lu Qingyue delicately leaned her head on Mo Zeshen's shoulder, "Yes, what the prince has taught me is that I will never be like this again. I just hope that the prince can stay in Lanyue Pavilion longer, and I will be content. Let's hurry up Let’s eat, I’m hungry.”
As Lu Qingyue spoke, she picked up a sky-blue ice-cracked bowl with her white hands and filled a bowl of ham porridge for Mo Ze.
"Your Majesty, please have dinner." She said with affectionate eyes.
Mo Zeshen nodded, raised his hand and gently pushed Lu Qingtang's head away, and took the bowl of porridge.
Lu Qingyue was stunned for a moment. Just when she was about to say something, she heard Lu Qingtang's shouts coming from the courtyard.
