A goose-yellow figure walked slowly. The pen and the fun pavilion www.biquge.info before anyone arrived, the sound was heard first, like a yellow bird in the empty valley. "It's time for you to put down your pen and take a break. As soon as the voice fell, Tingting stood behind Li Muqi, and said with a slight blessing, "Taste the fresh fruit that was just delivered." Slowly put the fruit bowl in his hand on the corner of the table. Take one out and carefully peel off the outer skin.

She came at the right time, just when Li Muhua didn't know what to say. That words just helped him solve that embarrassment. What a smart woman.

Li Muqi's evaluation of her: This woman will not be such an identity in the end, but she was born in the princely mansion, not the emperor's family...

A pair of bright eyes, covered with a layer of misty water, high and straight = nose, when she smiled slightly, a slight arch, adding a bit of agility and playfulness. The red lips are dripping, and there is a pleasant smile crawling at the moment. The goose-yellow dress shows off her satin-like skin, and it also perfectly outlines her intoxicating figure. Slender and slender fingers, peeling the peel.

The peeled clean fruit was not given to anyone, but placed on another clean plate.

What a smart woman. Li Muqi had to praise again in his heart.

"Taste, this should have just been sent to the capital from Bashu," Li Muhua picked up one casually and put it in his mouth, "If it weren't for today's day, it would be really difficult to taste such a wonderful thing." Leaving behind the regret that I only know the name and don't know the smell..."

Li Muqi didn't want to and didn't have to retreat, grabbed one and tasted it, "Hmm." It is indeed the best product. Although there are witty words, it is difficult to tell the taste of the bucket car... "After a pause and then said", it is always difficult for words to tell the wonders of the world and delicious. ”

"There are also in this fruit market, but there is a lot less taste," Li Muhua smiled lightly, "If you and I are not from the prince's mansion, how can we taste fresh fruits..."

"Yes," Qiu Yun bowed and said softly, "Thank you for the reward." ”

"He's not an outsider, so there's no need to be so formal..." Li Muhua pointed at Li Muqi with a weak hand.

Qiu Yun smiled and nodded, but did not respond.

Li Muqi looked around and saw several ancient paintings hanging on the wall, most of which depicted majestic rivers and mountains, and only one wonderful painting showed beautiful landscapes. The one on the far side is a painting of an eagle standing on a thick tree trunk, looking at the sky, with a sharp gaze that seems to be able to penetrate people's hearts and arouse a lot of blood.

Li Muqi had never seen an eagle, but had only heard his mother's account when he was a child.

At that time, he often fantasized about what the eagle looked like.

Egina always listened carefully to Li Muqi's description, smiled and nodded, but never corrected his right or wrong. There is also an eagle in her heart, which is also different from the eagle that soars under the blue sky. No matter how Li Muqi describes it, he is always right, because it is the eagle in his mind.

Ejina is Li Muqi's biological mother, and she is a princess on the grassland. It was not a voluntary marriage here, but a sacrifice of herself for the happiness of the people of her tribe. No matter how unfortunate she is, it's always worth it. Their happiness is her happiness and her misfortune.

In fact, she can't tell herself, and she can't tell whether she is lucky or unlucky.

Maybe happiness is like that, and when you feel the most unhappy, it's often also the happiest. Sometimes this is not the case, I always feel that happiness is in others, and I am always in misfortune. As everyone knows, what he thinks is unfortunate is happiness that makes him envious and jealous in the eyes of others.

Don't mention the past, and don't dare to think about it.

Li Muqi hurriedly retracted his thoughts, and kept reminding himself in his heart.

Fortunately, he turned around, and there was no trace of sadness on his face, otherwise, he didn't know how to face Li Muhua - facing his inquiring and questioning gaze.

Telling the truth is too hurtful. Although lies can be concealed for a while, there will always be a time when they will be revealed. It wasn't just one person who was hurt.

However, how long can you escape? If you don't let go, you will have to face it one day.

It is a moment to be able to hide for a while, and it is a moment to be able to escape. That's what Li Muqi thinks.

He forgot an old saying, and the longer he dragged it on, the more unbearable he felt in his heart. In the end, only yourself suffers, and only you torture yourself.

There is another layer of books missing from the shelves. There are empty seats everywhere, and I don't know when Li Muhua will fill them.

Li Muqi couldn't help but take a copy and flipped through it casually.

This book is an ancient book, only the first few pages have been flipped through it, and there is not a trace of the back of the book. On the first few pages, there are obvious traces of cinnabar marking, but there is no trace of insight. Insight is in Li Muhua's heart.

Today's Li Muhua will not leave his opinions on the black and white paper.

I wonder what he's worried about.

People's curiosity is always extremely strong, even people like Li Muqi can't help but be curious. And that curiosity is like a trickle on a dam, and if you see the slightest hole, you will rush down. Destroy all defenses in an instant. Li Muqi's curiosity was no longer controlled by his thoughts.

And who can control a rapids that burst the levee?

"I found that there are fewer and fewer of your books," Li Muqi said with a curious look on his face, "Could it be that it was given to someone?

"Oh?" Li Muhua didn't know that he would ask such a question, paused slightly, and then said, "I'll burn them all." ”

"Burn it?" Li Muqi's eyes were full of doubts, and he said, "Could it be that Brother Zhou Gong watched one and burned one when he learned from ancient times?"

"That's not the case," Li Muhua shook his head, slowly walked to Li Muqi's side, and said, "How can I have the style of the ancients, how can I have the wisdom of the ancients." It's just that the books that have been read are no longer useful, so they are burned. It's also a motivation for me. ”

"The sage has a cloud of 'learning from the old and learning the new'," Li Muqi blinked his puzzled eyes, and said, "Don't my brother know what this means? Why do you need to burn all the good books, it's a pity? Even if you don't, if you want to read it, I'm afraid that you won't be able to find it for a while, won't you regret it..."

"Well, your words are indeed reasonable," Li Muhua gently patted Li Muqi's shoulder and said with a smile, "You only know one thing, but you don't know the other." If I keep the books I read here, if others see them, it won't hurt me..."

"What does this mean?" asked Li Muqi even more confusedly.

"If you are not in the court, how can you know the people in the court. The corners of Li Muhua's mouth suddenly hung up, and there was a sneer: "The people in the court, all of them seem to be kind and kind-hearted, but in fact, their hearts are like jackals, killing people invisibly. Sometimes, just because of a slip of the tongue, they will make a big fuss and cause death. This incident has come up so often that I have to guard against it. ”

"What does this have to do with these books?"

"Well..." Li Muhua pondered for a long time, and thought about it for a long time in his heart, and said, "If you also enter the court, you will naturally understand..."

"I hope my brother will tell me and solve my confusion. ”

"Even if you ask for it, I have to say that it is with you..." Li Muhua thought for a long time and said, "Okay, if you enter the court one day, it will save some time." The ancients said, 'Do not harm the hearts of others, and do not guard against the hearts of others.' 'Do you understand that?'

Li Muqi nodded slowly, and suddenly woke up: Li Muhua didn't want to burn those books, but he had to burn those books. If not, if you are looked at by someone with a heart and slowly figure it out, you will understand his thoughts little by little. All his actions, all his actions, all his words, will be expected by others. If there is a change, you will inevitably be controlled by others. The so-called prevention of disasters before they happen, we must be careful at all times. The enemy is not terrible, but it is his friends and relatives who are terrible. If the enemy attacks, at least there is time to prepare, and he can still ponder the countermeasures to break the enemy, and if he is a friend, he will lose all his time, and there will be no countermeasures, because his attack is absolutely fast and ruthless, and he hits the nail on the head, and there is no room for counterattack.

The most dangerous thing is not the enemy, but the most trusted friend around you. Once he becomes an enemy, he must be the most dangerous enemy. He knows where the key points are and where the weaknesses are.

Don't turn your friends into enemies, and never think about turning enemies into friends, and don't make friends with people you can't befriend people.

Thinking of this, Li Muqi's vest unconsciously chilled, oozing a layer of fine sweat.

Li Muhua looked at the expression on Li Muqi's face at the moment, he understood that he had already thought of the key, and he could probably guess that he had also thought of other things. He was a smart man, a very smart man.

But it would be a pity for such a wise man not to take it for his own use, and if he had some insoluble misunderstandings or hatreds with himself, he would be the most dangerous person. Thinking of this, Li Muhua's heart was inexplicably shocked. As if in the near future, it will really happen.

Dealing with smart people is a pleasure and the most unfortunate thing. He can solve many problems and deal with important things, but he is not in control. Can't guess what he thinks, and I don't know what he's going to do next?

Hopefully there won't be a day. Li Muhua prayed silently in his heart.

But can it be as it should be?

If so, where did so much sadness, so much grief, so much sad sighing...