Chapter 2: Ideal Warm Man

Mo Yu stayed in the hot spring pavilion for a while, and heard a eunuch outside reporting that the three princes were coming to bathe, and asked the palace maid to bring things in and prepare them. When Mo Yu heard someone coming, he pulled his legs and escaped through the window. With such agile skills, they are about to catch up with the masters of light skills.

The ink rain is scurrying around like a fly, and the library is a good place, there are people who bathe in the middle of the night and a few people who are still reading books in the middle of the night. Mo Yu thought that this was a very safe place, and as soon as she rushed inside, she bumped into a warm embrace.

She looked up in surprise and saw the man looking at her with a smile on his face, his eyes were very soft, with thick eyebrows, long eyelashes, and talking eyes, he was a standard Korean version of Oba, so handsome!

Wait a nymphomaniac, run for your life first, as soon as Mo Yu turned around, the person's white and warm hand grabbed her, and the voice was as warm and natural as the sun, "There are usually no people here, it's safe, you can hide here first." ”

"You're not afraid of me?" Now the ink rain has become calm, and he is now a pair of white bones, which is very scary.

"What's so scary about this, would you eat people?" Situ Yue's smile was as warm and charming as a spring breeze, but the hand holding Mo Yu did not let go.

Mo Yu wanted to tease this handsome guy, and deliberately smiled: "Yes, I specialize in eating good-looking things like you." Mo Yu deliberately made a gesture of baring his teeth and claws.

I saw him smile even more happily, stretching out his fair right hand, his fingers were slender and his nails were neatly cut, "Give it to you." ”

"Seeing that you are so generous, I will be generous to let you go." Mo Yu smiled slightly, her current appearance is quite terrifying when she laughs, why is this warm man in front of her so calm?

"Follow me."

Situ Yue pulled Mo Yu, who was thinking about it, and walked to the library pavilion, which was five times larger than the library in the university, and Mo Yu couldn't help but complain, the palace was a luxury. Walking to the end of the library pavilion was a five-meter-long bamboo drawing, and when he pressed on a small piece of bamboo on it, a secret door opened from the side. Situ Yue pulled Mo Yu and walked a short way inside, and inside was a very elegant room.

There is a small wooden bed of agarwood in the room, and there are four treasures of the study on the table, and four paintings of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum are hung on the walls around it. At first glance, it looks like a scholar's room, and even the air is filled with a faint scent of ink.

"My name is Lin Moyu, what about you?" Mo Yu sat on the wooden chair and asked the name of the handsome guy in his heart, although he is now a pair of white bones, maybe one day he will travel or borrow a corpse to return the soul or something, so it is better to find someone. Dreams still have to be had, in case hell of it.

"Situ Yue." Situ Yue looked at the white bone man in front of her gently, but a face that captivated the country and the city appeared in her mind, she said that even if she turned into a pair of white bones, she would not leave him, is the current white bone her back?

"Situ Yue, Yue." Mo Yu secretly remembered the name of the warm man in his heart.

"You're wrapped in a curtain from the Hot Spring Palace, aren't you?"

"How do you tell?"

"The pattern on this cloth is embroidered on both sides that the third brother likes, and the fabric is high-quality silk, and only he will use it as a curtain cloth."

Mo Yu thought to himself: It's really a quirk for a curtain to be so complicated.

"Third brother, then who are?" If I heard it wrong, Mo Yu remembered that the eunuch was talking about the third prince.

"I am the emperor's second son." Situ Yueyun said lightly.

"Oh." The handsome, rich, high-status, gentle and considerate prince actually let her meet, she was so excited, but after the excitement was over, she was left depressed. He is now a white bone, even if he has this special hobby, can he still be with him? This odds are smaller than the odds of winning the lottery. No, unless the mountains are horizontal, you can be with you.

If Mo Yu's face is normal now, his expression must be wonderful. It's just that she can't see anything now.

"You sit down for a while and read a book, I'll go out for something." Situ Yue brought her a book about the Lion Eagle Kingdom, and the golden writing looked very atmospheric.

"Okay."

Mo Yu looked through the books, and it was recorded that this was the Lion Eagle Country, and the emperor was Situ Ying, with five princes and twenty-seven daughters......

It didn't take long for Situ Yue to come in with a wooden box carved with roses around the square, and when he opened it, there was a set of light purple dresses, "Try it." ”

It turned out to be for me to get clothes, so sweet! Situ Yue picked up the long skirt and compared it with Mo Yu's height, took out scissors from the box to cut off the long part underneath, picked up the needle and sewed it.

Mo Yu looked at his skillful movements suspiciously, and instantly seemed to be struck by lightning, "It's not true, how can a prince do needlework?" Yes, he must be an impostor! ”

Situ Yue watched Mo Yu stay there, his mouth widened, and he couldn't help but smile, "How is it, my craftsmanship is okay, take a look." ”

Mo Yu took the light purple dress, and saw that the sewing was better than what she usually sewed, and nodded again and again: "Yes, it's so beautiful."

"You change it first, I'll go out and get something."

"Okay."

Mo Yu put on a light purple long skirt, the skirt was soft and comfortable, and the cuffs were embroidered with the pattern of small purple flowers, and the workmanship was very fine.

After a while, Situ Yue walked in, holding a bunch of books, all of which were travelogue anecdotes.

"I'm afraid you'll be bored, but reading a book can pass the time." Situ Yue put down the book he was holding in his arms, took a lot of ink rain, and nodded with satisfaction.

"The purple skirt is very suitable for your temperament, noble and generous. I'm pretty good at it, right? ”

"Thank you." If Mo Yu's face is normal now, it should be red like a ripe cherry.

"I'm curious to ask, how can you be a prince who knows how to needlework?" Although she doesn't like gossip very much, it's her ideal dream lover, and she's sorry for herself if she doesn't gossip.

"Because you like it, I'm going to learn." Situ Yue looked at Mo Yu affectionately, making a serious statement, as if this was the truth.

"That's my pleasure, reward." Mo Yu gave Situ Yue a big hug.

Situ Yue didn't refuse, holding her cold and light body, with tears in her eyes, she just whispered in her ear, "Yu'er." ”