Chapter 38 Funny
"Menghuai, tell me... am I quite useless?" She looked at the sparkling lake and sighed, "I'm illiterate, not good at words, and female red is also mediocre. There’s nothing to like about it.”

So in fact, in her previous life, she has always been brooding about what Huangfu Yue likes about her.

This uncertainty was like a big stone, weighing heavily on her weak heart, until finally, it was crushed to pieces.

Menghuai was silent for a while, then said: "Miss, Menghuai thinks, if you don't even like yourself, how can you let others like you?"

She was dumbfounded.

Meng Huai said again: "Miss is just a miss, why compare yourself with others."

She laughed suddenly: "Menghuai, why didn't I..." I didn't realize that you were so eloquent.

"Huh?" Meng Huai looked at him suspiciously.

"I mean, it would be great if I could get to know you sooner." She quickly covered it up.

Meng Huai smiled faintly: "As long as Miss doesn't dislike her, this servant is willing to serve Miss all the time."

"I met Miss Su." An abrupt male voice broke the conversation between the master and servant.

Su Yingchun looked suspiciously, the scholar-like man was standing under the tree, keeping a respectful distance from them.

"Who are you?" Meng Huai immediately stood in front of him.

"The servant of the Ministry of Officials, Mo Yan."

The man didn't approach, and his behavior was very appropriate. He was obviously not the same as Mr. Liu just now.

"Master Mo." Su Yingchun bowed back and said, "I don't know why Master Mo is looking for a little girl?"

Mo Yan thought for a moment, then said cautiously, "Can't you talk if you have nothing to do?"

Puchi—even Menghuai couldn't help laughing.

This Mr. Mo looks really stupid.

Su Yingchun suppressed a smile and said: "I don't understand everything about poetry and poetry. If Mr. Mo wants to talk to me about this, I'm afraid I'll be disappointed."

Mo Yan shook his head: "I finally escaped, I just want to enjoy the scenery for a while."

Seeing that he seemed to be fascinated, she couldn't help asking: "Is this lake so beautiful?"

"The artificial lake is not very beautiful, Miss Su has never seen a big river or lake?"

She was stunned for a while and said, "No."

Mo Yan said: "Before I won the exam, I spent a long time traveling in the mountains, the endless lakes, and the dangerous cliffs. It is said that reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. The outside world is very big."

Su Yingchun was so moved by his words that she couldn't help but say:
"Master Mo, can you tell me more?"

"Okay." Then, Mo Yan opened up the conversation box, trying his best to describe what he saw and heard.

She was fascinated by it, if Menghuai hadn't tugged down her sleeve lightly, she might have been able to stand and chat for a little longer.

Meng Huai's expression was a little subtle: "Miss, it's best not to get too close to other men."

She suddenly remembered that this was the imperial palace, although the Hanmo Club communicates equally, regardless of gender, but private meetings are not very good.

Mo Yan is also a smart person, upon seeing this, he immediately said: "Miss Su, if you like to hear these anecdotes, next time you can make an appointment outside the palace, choose a teahouse, and chat while having a drink. If it's only the two of us who find it inconvenient, you can Invite some more friends."

This person is really bright and funny and knows how to advance and retreat, Su Yingchun said happily: "Next time, my little girl will be the host, please Master Mo."

After making a decision, Mo Yan didn't linger any longer, and turned to leave.

"Miss, that Lord Mo..." Meng Huai hesitated to speak.

"Although he is a literati, he is not pedantic. He is knowledgeable and informal. He is quite interesting, isn't he?"

Sure enough, it was right to go out for a walk more, and she was a little grateful for this calligraphy meeting.

(End of this chapter)

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