After lunch, Lu Qingtang went to Mo Zeshen's room after coaxing the babies to take a nap.
When they were eating just now, Mo Zeshen signaled to her that he had something to say to him.
As soon as Lu Qingtang entered the room, she saw Mo Zeshen drinking tea and saw the token on the table. She immediately stuffed the token into her sleeve and glared at Mo Zeshen.
Mo Zeshen then put down his tea cup and said, "I was so absorbed in thinking about things that I forgot about them for a while."
He reached out and took the token from Lu Qingtang's hand, and then said to her: "I have observed this token. It is exactly the same as the token of the palace guards. It can be initially determined that those people are the guards of Zhennan Palace."
Lu Qingtang looked at him with disgust, "Can you not be so sure? It's just a sign. You can't tell anything from the surface. If someone really wants to deliberately frame King Zhennan, how about creating the same sign? What's the difficulty? Besides, you can steal the guard's sign, but others can't?"
Mo Ze rolled his eyes deeply and kept the sign in his arms, "Nonsense, who stole it? I am a prince, how could I do such a thing!"
As he said that, he moved closer to Lu Qingtang, "But to be honest, I just took a look and found that the guards were so smart that I couldn't touch them at all."
Lu Qingtang moved his butt to one side, "You said it was just a glance. These guards regard the token as their life, and they almost never leave it. In my opinion, this brand may have been copied by others."
Mo Ze narrowed his eyes deeply and took out the sign again to take a look at it, "Are you unwilling to give up before reaching the Yellow River, or are you still determined to protect King Zhennan? Why do you sound like you don't trust me..."
Lu Qingtang nodded, his face full of sincerity.
She smiled and said, "Yes, I just don't trust you. You can't make me trust you."
Mo Zeshen: "..."
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to restrain his outburst of emotions, "He is not a good person at all. Have you forgotten that he did that to you in front of the street? It has only been a few days and you have already spoken for him?"
Lu Qingtang shook his head, then spread his hands to Mo Ze, "Is there any problem between the two?"
Mo Zeshen almost choked to death. He took a deep breath and continued: "I know that a person cannot be black and white, but he is suspected now. I am responsible for investigating this case. Shouldn’t we doubt him?”
Lu Qingtang nodded, cleared her throat and said, "Of course, this is your freedom, but when you investigate, you should collect evidence and uphold justice and fairness, rather than..."
Mo Zeshen obviously felt guilty, "It's not what?"
"Instead of seeking personal revenge!" Lu Qingtang blurted out without mercy.
These words hit Mo Zeshen on the face like a slap. He turned his face and looked aside, stretched out his hand to touch the high bridge of his nose, and the tips of his ears began to turn red.
Seeing his appearance, Lu Qingtang knew that he had been right by her, so he continued: "I know, I know you are complaining for me, and I am very grateful to you. But you also have to think about it, if it is true It's not him. If we are led to the side road again and mistakenly think that he is going to cause trouble, then it will not be the problem of the Zhennan Prince's family. Thousands of ordinary people will suffer, and there will be rivers of blood. You have to think clearly."
Hearing Lu Qingtang's words, Mo Ze sighed deeply, "I know, of course I know, I have also led troops to fight outside. War is cruel, and the people have to suffer along with it."
"So, be careful and don't act out of anger." Lu Qingtang said, reaching out and patting Mo Zeshen on the shoulder.
Upon seeing this, Mo Zeshen immediately reached out and grabbed Lu Qingtang's wrist, pulling her into his arms.
Lu Qingtang staggered and sat on his lap, subconsciously annoyed, and tried to break away from his arms, but was held tightly by Mo Zeshen.
Mo Zeshen raised his eyes to look at her and poked her face with his finger, "Lu Qingtang, remember, King Zhennan is old. Even if you look like her wife, he is still old."
Lu Qingtang nodded, "Then?"
Mo Zeshen's eyes were shining, and he rested his head on Lu Qingtang's shoulder, "Even if you want to find another one, you have to find someone younger. This old one... I won't accept it!"
Lu Qingtang pouted, suppressing a smile in his heart, but said seriously: "Who wants you to accept it? You don't live with others. Even if you want to, they don't want a man. Besides, you are a bit old. , looks pretty good, and..."
"What else!"
Mo Zeshen couldn't listen anymore and immediately interrupted Lu Qingtang's words, his eyes a little red.
A smile appeared on Lu Qingtang's lips, and he stretched out his hand to pinch his face, "He is still a vassal king. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. There are not so many comforts. It is much better than the prince of Yanling."
Mo Zeshen's teeth clenched loudly. He gasped and turned over, pressing Lu Qingtang under him.
Lu Qingtang was frightened and pushed him subconsciously, but was shocked by the cold and stern look in Mo Zeshen's eyes.
"Lu Qingtang, I admit that it was my fault before, but you can't let yourself down like this. If it doesn't work... If it doesn't work, you still have me. We can still go back to the past." Mo Ze pressed deeply on her body and whispered in her ear. Pan whispered.
Lu Qingtang was very calm at this moment. She knew that Mo Zeshen had always had feelings for her, and she also knew that everything he did was for her. But even if he protected himself in every possible way, he would eventually get her involved in this whirlpool, so there was no need to hide it. What she didn't understand was why he didn't want to tell the truth. It was too tiring to have to carry everything by himself, and she felt sorry for him.
She exhaled, with a sneer on her lips, and turned her face to look at him, "Oh, how ridiculous, going back to the past? You divorced me a long time ago, why did you want me to leave, and now you want to keep me?" , what do you think this is?"
Mo Zeshen was stunned, his thin lips slightly opened to say something, but after hesitating for a long time, he still didn't say anything. He turned over and sat aside, whispering: "I'm sorry, please go away, just pretend that I didn't say anything."
Lu Qingtang smiled bitterly. She sat up, looked at his side face, and said helplessly: "You didn't say it if you said you didn't. You really take yourself seriously. It's ridiculous."
After saying that, she stood up and left, with tears streaming down her face after walking out of the room.
She knew what she just said was too hurtful, but how could he say what was in his heart without provoking him. But it was obvious that what he just said had no effect. On the contrary, it made him angry.
But one thing is feasible, and that is jealousy. Mo Zeshen is very jealous, and this trick has always worked.
Thinking of this, Lu Qingtang didn't feel so sad anymore. She wiped the tears from her face and looked back.
Mo Zeshen, just wait and see!
