Mo'er returned to Jinmoju in an unhappy mood and found that Caiyun was not there, only Honglan and Lian'er, and only after asking did she know that Caiyun had something to go out.

"Miss, aren't you going to find the emperor? Came back so soon. Lian'er said.

"I just went to him because my brain was rusty, and what did I say was different for me, and what did I say because I didn't entangle with the concubines in the harem anymore, fart, people are now intimate with the concubines in the imperial study, I don't know how chic."

Thinking that this month was depressed because of the events of that night, he was good, burned the photo, and her off, saying that he likes people here, and the concubines in the harem are lingering, the man's mouth, and the ghost who deceives people.

"Miss, why are you angry, it's normal for the emperor to find concubines, and, miss, don't you dislike the emperor? Why are you angry because the emperor and the concubine are good? Honglan looked at Mo'er suspiciously.

Mo'er's expression was a little unnatural, but Honglan's words woke her up, right! I'm angry, it's not worth it to be angry and hurt my body for this kind of thing.

Think about it carefully, the Sydney Chuanbei just now is also a waste, it was originally stewed by Caiyun for himself, thinking that he borrowed flowers to offer Buddha when his throat was uncomfortable, it must be that he is not well, and his head is sick and confused, it must be yes. She kept comforting herself in her heart.

Mo'er got up violently and rushed back to the room, closing the door with her hands and feet, and when Honglan was about to ask what was going on, she saw the emperor step in.

Signaling Honglan to get up, but his eyes kept staring at the closed door, he didn't expect her to move so fast, and he was found just after stepping into the door.

Standing by the door and raising his hand, he hesitated for a moment and then put it down, waved his sleeves and turned away.

After the emperor left, Mo'er breathed a sigh of relief, she couldn't figure out why she was hiding, looking at the paper and pen on the table, her mind actually remembered the scene where he held her hand and taught her to write.

Looking at the sword on the armor frame again, I still remembered his figure.

Crazy, how can you think of him?

"Miss." The call of Caiyun sounded outside the door, and when I opened the door, I saw her smiling and her hands hidden behind her.

"Where have you been?"

"Give." Spread out your hands, it is a good-looking crystal fan-shaped hairpin, the gold wire is wrapped in a white fan-shaped crystal, simple atmosphere, but also luxurious, and even better is that the tassel can be removed.

"Prince's." She has very little jewelry, but she has never seen this.

Caiyun blinked his eyes and said with a hippie smile: "Well, the prince has entered the palace." ”

She took the hairpin with a smile, "Where is it?" "He's been giving a lot of gadgets these days, and she's supposed to say thank you to someone's face.

"Clean the door."

Mo'er came to Qianqingmen under Caiyun's instructions, only to see the prince stretching his neck to look this way, with a smile on his face and soft eyes.

"Prince." Mo'er panted and said hello, but Caiyun was still behind and didn't follow.

The prince wiped the fine sweat on her forehead with pity, forked the crystal fan again, and Mo'er touched the hairpin embarrassedly.

"Why did you come here?"

"I walked too slowly, so I ran over, this hairpin is beautiful, I like it very much." Mo'er said with a sneer.

"It's good if you like it, isn't it okay?" Listening to her slightly hoarse voice, he was very worried, but separated by layers of high walls, he had the heart and powerlessness, so he could only send some gadgets to make her feel better.

Thinking that there was something to do in the palace today, I brought the hairpin and met her in my spare time.

When I went to the market with the fourth prince, I saw this hairpin, and I thought she would like it.

Sure enough, she really looks good in it.

"Smile more, people will be prettier."

"Caiyun told you." These days, the previous contact between the two was Caiyun rushing.

"Hmm." He didn't hide it and generously admitted it, after all, this is not something unseemly. "I also know about you and the imperial brother, Mo'er, you can consider leaving the palace with me, life in the palace is not suitable for you."

He also mentioned it in the letter, but he still didn't give up.

Mo'er's silence also gave the answer, he was speechless.

"Can the prince come with me?" These days, she barely stepped out of Jinmoju, and she was either practicing calligraphy or martial arts every day.

Under the high walls, handsome men and beautiful women walked side by side, soft voices mixed with bell-eared laughter.

The well-informed, well-read prince talks about interesting things one by one, vivid and interesting, he always gives people warmth like jade, to say that the character of the fourth prince is like the sun, enthusiasm is like fire, then he is like the moon, nourishing her soul.

It's like the wind of words.

"You take this." The prince took out the jade pendant from his arms, and the square was carved with a dragon, glowing with an emerald green luster, and at a glance he knew that it was expensive, and Mo'er shirked it.

"You take it, and I can help you get through it in a pinch." The prince didn't care if she wanted to or not, he almost shoved it into his arms.

Listening to what he said, the price of this jade pendant is even more self-evident, "What about you?" Presumably, this jade pendant means something different to you, besides, what is the important thing in the palace. ”

"Take it, and my heart will be at ease." Don't look at it.

Mo'er had no choice but to take it, thinking about how important this thing was, and she would return it to him when she left the palace.

Looking at the door of the Meditation Hall, she pondered for a moment, and when Caiyun thought she was about to move in, she turned back to the room of Jinmoju to practice calligraphy.

The door opened silently, and a gust of cold wind blew in with the slender figure, and the candlelight struggled to shake a few times, but it was still extinguished.

Faintly looking at the bulge behind the silk tent, you can hear the sound of steady breathing quietly.

The white and slender, bony fingers lifted the silk tent, and between the electric light and flint, the fist was strong and powerful and swung straight to the door.

"It's me." The emperor grabbed the waving hand and said in a low pressure.

Even if he couldn't see her face clearly, he felt her little face wrinkle, and her voice was hoarse and sarcastic: "Sneaking into someone else's room in the middle of the night can be described as a gentleman's doing, I didn't expect the emperor to have such a hobby." ”

This guy is always speaking ill of himself.

Today, the prince came to the palace to find her, he knew it, and even before the two exchanged letters, he also knew.

He didn't stop it because he was worried about Mo'er's mood, Imperial Doctor Lin said that she would fall ill because she was depressed, and secondly, she didn't know what identity to use to stop it.

Thinking that she was always talking and laughing with the prince, he was jealous.

"If it weren't for that, would I have seen you? It's been so long, why hasn't it been good. He looked at her little face with a painful heart, the moonlight outside the window just shone on the bed, her face was much better than before, but it was still not as bright as before, like a wounded wild horse.

It's been almost a month, she always avoids him, and even asks Zhou Kang for a copy of the pen and ink, and she stays in Jinmoju to practice.