The night in the Spring Building, like oil paint in thick ink, is rendered in the same alleys of Shengjing, and it is more like a tune with a clear tune, which hooks the hearts of those self-proclaimed men.

The willows are green, and the roses are red. The embroidered shirt is golden, and the flowers are jade.

Softer than willows, the girl who pressed the roses showed her softness in the arms of a well-known benefactor, and being shy at the right time was also their means of keeping the benefactor.

The first time Mo Yu entered the Chunyi Building from the main entrance, she saw a girl with heavy makeup half-exposed her shoulders and kissing her benefactor, and the scene next to her was almost the same.

"Childe, please."

When the old bustard of Chunyi Building heard that he came to find Wuxiang, his expression did not change at all, so naturally Mo Yu thought that he was already a regular customer of Chunyi Lou.

The girl who was off-the-shoulder in front looked at Mo Yu, and a touch of amazement appeared in her eyes, and then the clothes that were only slightly exposed next to her shoulders slipped down again, revealing white and greasy skin, and the light in the eyes of the benefactor was brighter, but Mo Yu walked over without changing his eyes, his expression was indifferent, without a trace of fluctuation.

The girl was unwilling, but helpless, she was just a low-class girl in the Spring Building, and this kind of fairy-like son was definitely not something she could contaminate. With a sigh in his heart, he put aside the doomed delusional thoughts, and climbed onto the neck of the benefactor again, whispering coquettishly.

The old bustard naturally also saw what this girl did and Mo Yu's unchanged face from beginning to end, smiled slightly, and a trace of appreciation appeared on the gorgeous face that was originally smeared with frost powder.

"Childe walked down the escalator to the top floor is the room of the child, and the childe doesn't like others to disturb his cleanliness, so he can only ask the son to go up by yourself." The old bustard of Chunyi Building stood still by the escalator, and asked Mo Yu with a humble attitude, "If the son needs to come down to me." ”

"I'm tired."

Mo Yu raised his feet and walked up, the last time he walked in a hurry, he didn't take a look at the layout of this spring building, and now he found that the layout of this spring building is very exquisite.

The escalators meander and cascade upwards, each staircase covered with a white blanket. The Spring Building is divided into four floors, and the cloisters on each floor are arranged differently, climbing the stairs, as if from north to south, and the scenery of Sheng Qian is all included in the eyes.

Standing on the top floor and looking down, the tulle is swirling, the cigarette smoke is ringing, and there is no half of a figure, as if you are in a fairyland.

"Squeak." The door opened.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, please come in." As her name suggests, Frost was as cold as ice, and there was no smile on her face.

"I just encountered an assassin the day before yesterday, but I didn't expect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to come out of the palace alone to come to this Spring Tower." Wuxiang's tone was a little strange, but he couldn't tell whether it was worry, blame, or ridicule.

"I heard that the second prince broke a personal right-hand man, but I don't know that His Royal Highness the Prince's injuries are better?" Wuxiang sat at the tea table and tasted this year's new Xuejian tea, but his sitting posture was extremely domineering, one foot on a nearby stool, the other leg was slightly open to support the floor, elbows on the table to support the delicate face, knowing that Mo Yu came to him, he only glanced at it lightly, and continued his tea tasting.

The two sentences were not on the horse's mouth, but Mo Yu understood the meaning of his words.

"It's already good, thank you for your concern."

"Frost."

Ning Shuang heard Wuxiang say her name, and walked to Mo Yu's side without hesitation, stretching out her hand to the inside.

"Not busy." Mo Yu said softly, "Now I came here to do a favor from the unphased son." ”

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is polite." Today's Wuxiang is extraordinarily easy to speak, "but it doesn't hurt to say." If I can help the prince, I am already an honor. ”

"Mo Yu came here this time to hope that the son of Wuxiang would come to help me find someone."

"Who?"

"Someone who can unravel the 'embroidered flowers'."

"Your Royal Highness the Prince, I am a businessman, and I am in business, if I am lucky enough to find someone who can unravel the 'embroidered flowers', what reward can you give me?"

What about the "honor" that is good? Hearing this, Ning Shuang glanced at the unphased son with disgust.

"Anything I can afford."

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a happy person, so let's still make my last proposal."

"Wuxiang Gongzi laughed, Mo Yu can't do this." Mo Yu never thought of bringing up the old things again, but he didn't think that he was sincere.

Ning Shuang felt that his son-in-law had no face to lose. But he never thought that his master's skin was thicker than the Great Wall built by Sheng Qian to prevent and control the Huye chieftain, so he said again: "I know that you are still thin-skinned now, so I will come to you again when you should be married." Now, I haven't thought about the conditions for helping this time, so you owe it first. ”

"Okay." Mo Yu didn't say much, nodded in response.

In contrast, Ning Shuang felt that he wanted to change his master.

"Ningshuang, you can follow His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to have a look."

"Yes." Ning Shuang responded, turned around and walked to Mo Yu's side again, and pointed to the inside, "Let's go, I'll see how your injuries are healing." ”

Mo Yu looked at Ning Shuang, who was about the same age as himself, and when he heard what Wuxiang and Ning Shuang said, he always felt that he was following a certain route set by others, but the peony on Xixiao's neck couldn't wait, and seeing that Ning Shuang should be, Mo Yu just wanted to go back to the palace as soon as possible.

After separating from Zhaoyang Wang Shengrui outside the imperial study earlier, Mo Yu returned to Yangjing Palace.

Xixiao had already woken up, and the "embroidered flowers" on her neck were still budding, and there was no obvious change, Mo Yu was relieved to see this.

"Master, you're back." Xixiao is still the first time to see Mo Yu since the accident, and the grievances that have accumulated in her heart have turned into tears after these days of brewing and fermentation, contained in the slightly reddened eyes, crumbling, very pitiful.

Mo Yu watched from the sidelines, feeling uncomfortable and anxious. The original laughter is really like her name, she likes to laugh, and in the past fifteen years, she has been the pistachio by Mo Yu's side, and Mo Yu has never seen her so sad.

"Good, Brother Prince is here, no one can bully Xixiao, no one can." Mo Yu remembered that every time she was a child, she always liked to call herself "Brother Prince" every time she smiled, and when she encountered something unhappy, as long as Mo Yu coaxed her, that smile could return to the most innocent and simple state in an instant.

"Brother Prince." This time the elixir failed, and the tears of laughter finally fell from her eyes, her voice was very light and heavy, it wrapped a life, enough to make people's expression stagnate, "Brother Prince, Nuan He died in my arms." ”

The smiling eyes lost focus, and the eyes were filled with a white mist, and he couldn't see anything really. After a while, a smiling voice came: "Brother Prince, have you listened carefully to the sorrow of the imminent death of human or animal life?" Boom... Yes... Yikes... There wasn't a single onomatopoeia trial. Pain and unwillingness, mixed with a little relief, pharyngeal, subtle, or the extreme of exhausting the last trace of strength. It is the last echo of the exhaustion of life and the choice to flow into the world, accusation, nostalgia, and powerlessness. ”

Mo Yu didn't want to interrupt next to her, just sat there quietly and listened to her, he knew that she had hidden her sadness in her heart for too long, and now she wanted to open her heart, which was what Mo Yu wanted to see the most.

It wasn't until Xixiao opened all the knots in her heart that Mo Yu's heart let go.

But before this heart was completely in place, Mo Yu found that the peony flower on Xixiao's neck had bloomed.

"The old man didn't dare to speak up. The 'embroidered flowers' of the laughing girl are embroidered on the side of the neck, and the side of the neck is the most dense place in the blood vessels and meridians of the human body, so it cannot be asserted that although there is no trend of flowers blooming now, but because of the shackles of half of the body's blood, the flowers bloom to wither for a moment, and it can only be said that the sooner the better. ”

The phrase "the flowers bloom until they wither for a moment, the sooner the better" swirled in Mo Yu's mind, and he could not escape in the slightest.

Just when Mo Yu was almost unable to control himself, Qingping came.

"Master." At that time, Mo Yu had just returned to the palace and asked Qingping to go to Mo Bai to receive the punishment, but the two crimes were one, and Mo Bai was not emotional, this punishment came down, Rao is the best gold sore medicine here This wound is also good in adding new ones, so it has been raised for several days, but the person still accepted it, "Mo Bai said, master, if you want to find a way to crack the 'embroidered flower' thing, you can ask the prince of Wuxiang." ”

Mo Yu's lips chewed these four words, for some reason she had a strange feeling since she knew Wuxiang, as if everything was arranged, everything was going according to someone's plan, this feeling made Mo Yu very uncomfortable, but there was no way, because in his eyes, there was nothing more important than Xixiao's life.

It's just that just when Mo Yu was frightened by the sentence "The flowers bloom until they wither for a moment, the sooner the better", he suddenly found that the peony flowers on Xixiao's neck stopped blooming.

After waiting for a while, seeing that the peony flower did not have a tendency to bloom anymore, Mo Yu completely relieved his heart, instructed Qingping to look at the smile, and went out of the palace to find the prince of Wuxiang.

Ning Shuang saw that Mo Yu was really in a hurry, and he didn't talk nonsense, and directly sorted out the things that might be used for a while and put them into a wooden box.

"Ningshuang, remember, don't move around after entering the palace, follow the prince, be more careful in everything, don't be rash, and don't go your own way, you know?" At this time, Wu Xiang is an elder brother who is looking at his sister who is about to go away, all kinds of worries, all kinds of instructions.

"Or..."The Wuxiang Gongzi turned his head and said to Mo Yu, "Otherwise, I'll enter the palace with you." ”

"Childe, don't make a mess! Men are not allowed in the harem. Before Mo Yu could speak, Ning Shuang had already opened his mouth to reject his son's proposal.

"What's so hard about that? Wouldn't it be okay for me to change into women's clothes! ”

"Then you go and change it."

Ning Shuang agreed, and when he saw what Mo Yu wanted to say, he immediately stopped him with a look.

Then, when Wuxiang entered the room and was about to change into women's clothes, Ning Shuang let out a soft "run", and then pulled Mo Yu and rushed out of the door and ran down.

It's just that the two people who are desperately running down don't know at all, in fact, Wuxiang didn't change his clothes after entering the inner room, but lay sideways on the bed and closed his eyes to rest, whether the long feather eyelashes trembled slightly, and the thin corners of his lips provoked a good-looking smile.

Still, maybe one of the two of them knew.