At the end of the next day, at the turn of night and day, the rooster crows and dawns, waking people up from their sleep and starting a new day.

Sheng Rui opened his eyes and saw Mo Yu resting on the square table, his wide sleeves spread out on the table, his two slender arms overlapped on his palm-sized face, his long eyelashes circled out a fan-shaped, and there was a slight trace of fatigue between his shadow eyebrows, but he still did not hide his elegance.

got up, quietly walked to the side, looked down at the young man lying on the table carefully, his eyes skimmed over his delicate eyebrows inch by inch, and his gaze went downstream, and the slightly small nose of the man, the lips of the red without dotting. A figure that has been silent in his mind for many years but has never been forgotten emerges like that, with a slender figure, a pretty face that will show him a warm smile at any time, charming but not stained with half of the wind and dust, with seven points of clarity and three points of lazy black and white eyes, as if that person is the favorite of God, bringing together the best colors in the world.

Thinking of this, Sheng Rui suddenly felt in a trance, and his chest felt as if he had been stabbed by someone with a silver needle, painful and empty. chuckled, there was mockery in the laughter, if it was really God's favorite, how could he give her a peerless face but not give her a smooth fate? If her appearance was not peerless back then, maybe she would not have been imprisoned in the palace by Mo Chenfeng, and she would not have left sadly. Or perhaps, if she wasn't so stubborn back then, smile more at her, yes, she loves to laugh, she loves to see others laugh, and she prefers to make herself laugh, if she listens to her and is sensible, can she give a little hope to continue?

It's a pity that the flowers have a reblooming day, and the years have passed, but they never return. After all, I can't keep her.

Fortunately, she left a face similar to hers, a person who continued her bloodline, and the look and facial features that had been blurred by the years became clear again at this moment.

Sheng Rui raised his hand slightly in a trance, wanting to touch that similar face.

The next moment, the young man was shocked, his eyelashes trembled slightly, his black and white eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were projected on the person in front of him like a substantial sight, without the slightest haze that he had just woken up, it was all sharp Qingming, he sat up straight and said, "Uncle Wang." ”

Sheng Rui had already noticed his gaffe the moment the young man's eyelashes trembled, and immediately restrained his emotions, raised his eyebrows, and replaced them with a flirtatious smile: "I was thinking about when you would wake up." The words paused, "However, this king has not been in the palace for a long time, and I always remember that you were like a weak cat when you were a child, but you didn't want to wake up this morning but found that this cat has grown into such a handsome appearance, no wonder it has not yet reached the year of the crown, and it has attracted the official ladies in the capital to secretly agree. ”

The young man half-lowered his head, as if to relieve the discomfort of sleeping on the table, and when he heard Shengrui's words, he replied lightly: "En." ”

After a long time, he didn't hear Sheng Rui's voice again, and the young man realized that his words were too short, as if they were inappropriate, so he added lightly: "Uncle Wang praised it falsely." ”

Qingping, who had already woken up in the outer hall, was complicated in his heart, he just drank too much water last night, and woke up early this morning, why did he see King Zhaoyang looking at his master's sleeping face with a look of attachment? Before Qingping could think about whether the way he woke up was wrong, he saw King Zhaoyang raise his hand and want to touch his master's face.

When Qingping gritted his teeth and risked being wiped out, he wanted to stand up and stop it, but the sky was pitiful, and the master woke up by himself. Fortunately, fortunately, Qingping breathed a sigh of relief gently, lowered his body that had not yet straightened up, and then looked at King Zhaoyang, only to see that King Zhaoyang's original expression of attachment had returned to the words and smiles of the past, as if the terrifying scene had never appeared.

Even Qingping couldn't help but wonder if it was because he had just woken up, his eyes were not good, and he saw the wrong thing for a while through the screen window of the outer hall and the inner room? Although the facts are uncertain, he doesn't dare to say that he knows about Mo Yu, but he has doubts in his heart, Qingping decided that whether he is dazzled or not, he can no longer let his master and King Zhaoyang be left alone too much, and in his heart he thought that after returning to Shengjing, he would inquire about King Zhaoyang's hobby of pampering Xiaoqi in private on weekdays.

Sheng Rui only cared about being hurt by Mo Yu's words, and he didn't know that he had been put on the high-risk list by Qingping.

"You're direct." Sheng Rui pulled out a small stool from under the table, took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped it before sitting down.

After a movement, it is like flowing water, which is obviously an ordinary action, but it has a different charm when he does it.

Mo Yu glanced at him slightly, and did not follow his words, and talked about what they were about to face now: "Yesterday, our carriage was damaged, even if we didn't have a good time, and there was no way to rush back to Shengjing, so we should spend the night." Uncle Wang has time to think about the official ladies in the capital, so it is better to think about how to get out, so that he can return to the Zhaoyang Mansion as soon as possible, but the lovesickness of the ladies in the mansion is gone. ”

This is unceremoniously remarkable, and it is impossible to find fault with it, after all, the top priority now is to get out. Although Nie Yanran hadn't hurt their hearts yet, and Le Ran wouldn't hurt them, the man who came last night was not a good match. For some reason, Mo Yu felt a trace of hostility from him, and he was afraid that there would be some twists and turns.

"That's right." Sheng Rui said unhurriedly, "For today's plan, it is better for you to follow Nie Yanran's wishes and marry Nie Leran and enter the door." I see that Nie Leran's little girl has a gentle temperament, Wu Nong is soft-spoken, and she looks good, and she looks like she is also a little interesting to you. It just so happens that you haven't married a wife yet, and I am your uncle Wang, so I gave you this testimony, even if I go back to Shengjing, no one can say anything, why do you have to go your own way and hurt the friendship of other little girls. ”

Mo Yu's eyes were dark, and he was speechless when he listened to Sheng Rui's serious nonsense.

Qingping couldn't listen to it anymore, Huo Ran got up, turned the screen window, bypassed the screen, and came straight to Shengrui, and his tone was not good: "Lord Zhaoyang, my master is not as amorous as you, your kindness should be accepted by yourself!" The master of my family will marry a woman who can match her talent, appearance and family morality in the future, and please don't worry about it! Listening to the look that you like very much to Miss Leran, it just so happens that there is no hostess in Zhaoyang Palace, it is better for you to marry Miss Leran back, and when you return to Shengjing, my master will definitely make a case with the saint. The emperor has always been sympathetic to the prince, and he will definitely not blame you for this matter! ”

Qingping crackled and blocked all of Sheng Rui's words, his mouth was dry for a while, and he drank it all without caring about Sheng Rui's strange look when he lifted the tea on the table, and finally glared at Sheng Rui hatefully, completely forgetting that Sheng Rui was moody in the palace before, and even the emperor gave three points of retribution, but he felt inexplicably lost, and originally felt that King Zhaoyang was afraid that he didn't like his master, but in a blink of an eye, he pushed irrelevant people to his master, which was really ruthless. Qingping pouted secretly, fighting for his master in his heart, completely forgetting his previous fears.

"Is the king's hand water good?" Sheng Rui opened his mouth calmly.

Qingping turned his head to look at Mo Yu in a daze, only to see his master nodding at him with a faint expression.

"Wow" Qingping put his hand to his mouth and rushed out of the door.

"How do I feel that your little guard is a little vaguely hostile to me?" Sheng Rui put his arm on the table to support his head, turned his face sideways to look at the plain young man, recalled Fang Cai Qingping's expression as if he was accusing the negative man, and asked with an innocent face.

"It's probably because Uncle Wang feels wrong, Qingping and Xixiao have always been simple, and they are just protecting the master." Mo Yu frowned, in fact, he also felt that Qingping's appearance just now was indeed a bit excessive, if it was in the palace, it would be a meal.

Thinking of this, Mo Yu said lightly: "Uncle Wang has also taught him a lesson, presumably he has also increased his memory." ”

"You're a good master! It's just that now it's me, and I'm outside the palace, so I don't care about him, but you protect them like this, if they don't have a long memory, they still act so recklessly when they return to the palace, and one day they collide with others, you can save them once, but you can't protect them every time. At that time, whether they can't escape, they will still affect you in vain. ”

Sheng Rui's words reminded Mo Yu of the scene when Qingping drew his sword outside the imperial study before, although he was also punished later, but in the end he was soft-hearted, plus Qingping has been by his side since he was a child, and others are more respectful and flattering, Qingping is young, so he is naturally a little impetuous. Therefore, Fang Cai Shengrui deliberately deceived Qingping and said that Qingping drank his hand purification water, and he was just a bystander, and he did not debunk it, but also wanted to use Shengrui's hand to make Qingping suffer some hardships, so as to save more trouble in the future.

No, it's not.

Mo Yu's mind was exquisite, and after a little turn, he understood that King Zhaoyang was reminding him, but how did he know about the incident outside the imperial study? Mo Yu suddenly remembered that it seemed that he had never seen the emperor outside the imperial study that day, Concubine Bao's maid was disrespectful, and after Qingping drew his sword and was stopped by himself, King Zhaoyang also went to the imperial study to face the saint.

According to rumors in the palace, King Zhaoyang punished a group of servants in the palace of Concubine Bao outside the imperial study, and one day later, he severely lowered the face of Concubine Bao. It was also from that time that Yilan Palace regarded the King of Zhaoyang as a beast of the flood, and when he heard the name of the King of Zhaoyang, he retreated, after all, the people who can't fight his own masters are even more worthless when he is a slave. In this way, it is not surprising that King Zhaoyang knew about this.

Before Mo Yu could think deeper, Qingping came back.

"Spit it up?" Sheng Rui is thinking about it, planning to take care of this neat-mouthed little entourage.

Qingping snorted coldly, he didn't want to deal with it, but when he turned his head and saw Mo Yu's expression slightly gloomy, he finally reluctantly said, "Spit it out." ”

"Oh. In fact, this king just wanted to tell you when you ran out, in fact, this king has always only used warm water to clean his hands. ”

He said this casually, but Qingping was angry when he heard it: "You"

Before he could say his words, he heard a calm tone from behind him: "Apologize." ”

"Master"

"Apologize."

This time, the voice was a little softer, as if it was a little helpless, but it made Qingping feel shocked, the master was like this, I am afraid that he is a little moved.

"Lord Zhaoyang, it was the slave who offended you, and please be magnanimous, don't be like a little slave like me."

Sheng Rui's eyes were raised, as if he was quite useful, and he was about to say something, when he heard footsteps coming, and he was afraid that this movement was not a person.

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