Prince is So Good At Love

Dusk Yun Xi some stiff turn head, looking at long song, way: "yes."

Seeing that Mu Yunxi was willing to talk to himself, the long song became even more excited. He immediately said, "princess, I like these herbs very much. Why don't you take me as an apprentice? I must study them very seriously!"

Mu Yunxi waved her dress and stood up. She didn't answer the long song. She just looked down at her vamp, which was stained with soil. It didn't match her clean clothes.

"You might as well do what you are doing. If I don't accept apprentices, I won't either." Dusk Yun Xi said, then went back to the room to change shoes.

Long song frowned slightly. It seems that Princess Qin is not so close.

In the evening, Dongfang Yi comes back from Jingzhao mansion. Mu Yunxi originally planned to go to find him, but Wei Xuan tells him that Mo Wentian also comes back with Dongfang Yi. They discuss things in the study.

Muyunxiyou sighs. Alas, now we have to make an appointment to chat with Dongfang Yi.

Study, don't ask the sky a face to keep secret: "Wang Ye, recently four Wang Ye Yu Wang went to the end of the palace, what do you think?"

"Oh?" Dongfang Yi is very interested, "fourth brother?"

Don't ask the heaven: "yes, I sent people to stare at duanwangfu according to the instructions of the Lord. I found that King Yu has been visiting duanwangfu these days."

The fourth Prince's reputation has always been very good. Among many princes, he is neither competitive nor timid. All the time, he has been mild.

But even so, you can't underestimate King Yu. His mother's wife is Princess Nie, and his grandfather is the famous general Nie. Therefore, the power behind King Yu is huge.

Now King Yu is in the downwind of Duan Wang. He has to go to his house as a guest.

"I see. You should continue to pay attention to every move of Duanwang mansion." Dongfang Yi said faintly, with no expression on his face.

Mo Wentian looks at Dongfang Yi and doesn't leave, but Dongfang Yi doesn't say much.

He had no choice but to say yes, so he got up and backed out.

Out of the study, the courtyard outside is calm. In this seemingly peaceful place, there are countless darkness and frost.

Don't ask the sky to think while walking. He can't figure it out. Shouldn't the Lord also pay attention to King Yu?

Maybe King Yu was bribed by King Duan and became his right arm?

Mo Wentian walks on the nine turn corridor with firm steps. As he is passing the corner, a light blue figure suddenly bumps into his chest.

The man stepped back, and the wooden basin in his hand fell to the ground.

Don't ask the sky sword eyebrow a wring, looking at the ground bumped his servant girl, "are you ok?"

Looking at the wooden basin that fell into the distance and rolled out all the clothes inside, I felt angry from my heart.

These clothes are her hard work from early in the morning to now, even so overturned!

I quickly searched the origin of this person in my head and got up slowly with a long song.

"I'm fine. I'm the one who bumped into Mr. mo. please forgive me."

Long song lowered his head, no time to love a basin of clothes, repeatedly asked not to ask the sky.

Hearing her saying this, Mo Wentian smiles mildly instead, and doesn't get angry because she bumps into him. Mu Chunfeng says, "how do you know I'm Mr. Mo?"

Changge turns a corner in her heart and flatters: "Mr. Mo is famous and has a good reputation. Moreover, only you can go in and out of the Qin Palace at will. I often hear them talking about your prestige. Even if I listen to them, I can know that you are Mr. mo."

Her flattery is just right. Mo Wentian is happy in body and mind. She wants to see her face clearly, but her head is getting lower and lower.

Don't ask heaven, "raise your head."

Long song slowly raised his head, is the disaster to avoid, he is to punish himself?

See the woman's face clearly, don't ask the sky, the pupil shrinks, the face changes greatly.

A pair of eyes are staring at her tightly, Mo Wentian's eyes actually reflect a little bit of starlight.

The face, the eyes Deeply engraved in Mo Wentian's heart, slowly overlapped with the figure in his memory.

"According to..." Don't ask the thin lips of heaven to open, spit out a word and then suddenly return to mind, closed his eyes, one hand stroked his forehead, look a little painful.

"What?"

The long song asks questioningly, a word pulled Mo Wentian out.

"Nothing. Don't rush around any more. Calm down." Mo Wentian's voice has some restrained impulse.

Just now, he almost called out that name, hidden in his heart for more than ten years, how could there be two people so similar in this world?

Did God send her back to her?

Is God looking at him lonely for so long, can't bear to torture him any more?

Mo Wentian's step is a little bumpy. When he passes Changge, he asks, "you are Changge, aren't you?"Long song a little surprised, Lengzheng nodded.

Don't ask the sky what he didn't say. He ran away.

Long song looked at his back, quite inexplicable, but in the moment of turning around, it seems to have forgotten the scene just happened.

Because on the ground, there are things she cares more about.

After picking up the clothes on the ground in a hurry, his hands touched the small dust on the clothes. Long song stretched out his hand to brush them, as if they were one, tightly adhered to the clothes.

I had no choice but to go to the Huanyi room with a wooden basin.

What happened just now, just like the cool wind passing through, immediately disappeared in her mind.

In the study, Dongfang Yi pulls Mu Yunxi to sit down, intending to continue to teach her to practice calligraphy.

Dusk Yunxi helpless help forehead, wave brush, "don't write, I just heard you talk outside, mentioned Yu Wang."

Dongfang Yi frowned, "it's OK. Don't think about it." He never wanted Mu Yunxi to get involved.

"Is king Yu the man of Duanwang?" Evening Yun Xi asks a way.

"I'm not sure, but with my understanding, King Yu will not be used by King Duan." Dongfang Yi, still frowning, picks up the brush, dips it in ink, holds Mu Yunxi's hand and writes on rice paper.

"What do you want to write?"

Dusk Yun Xi thought about it and said, "when you go to the water, sit and watch the clouds rise."

With the slender hand of Dongfang Yixi, she begins to write.