"Good, good."

Mo Yu finally spit out these words.

He let go of his jaw and returned to his calm appearance.

Although he was very angry, in the end, Mo Yu didn't say anything more, for fear that once he said it, he would not be able to redeem it.

"The medicine has also been drunk, if Your Highness is fine, please do it."

Gu Huai'an didn't let go of the scroll in his hand, his eyes were as indifferent as water, and he even had some disgust in it, and he was dressed in white.

"I never knew that Xuanqing hated me so much."

In fact, he knew, but after all, he didn't dare to admit it, and he didn't dare to touch this bottom line.

"The minister will not hate His Highness, he can only blame himself for being useless."

Gu Huai'an said softly, he couldn't hear the joy and anger, and in his words, the hatred for his uselessness was even more obvious.

He hated himself for being too cowardly, it wasn't that he didn't love Mo Yu, but in this position, he couldn't, he didn't dare.

What he is carrying behind him is the country, he is the prince of Fengluan, and he is also the prince of Shengqi, the two of them are impossible.

If you know it's impossible, don't fall into it.

"Very good, Xuanqing, you can always surprise me."

After Mo Yu was angry to the extreme, his voice would calm down, just like now, his whole body was angry, but his tone was particularly calm.

The two of them are tense here, and the palace people standing on the side dare not come out, for fear that they will become the fuse.

"The minister is terrified."

Gu Huai'an said this, but his body was still very relaxed and flipped through the books in his hands, as if Mo Yu was air.

Sit on the soft couch and read quietly.

"Bang...."

Mo Yu smashed his fist on the pillar of the corridor, and the muscles and bones in the winter were easily injured, and his strength was too great, and the pillar was cracked.

And the blood, spreading wantonly, flows out ...

Gu Huai'an raised his eyes at this time, looking at the blood on the back of his hand, a dark glint flashed in his eyes, but the hand holding the scroll tightened a little.

But the man did not move.

"Your Highness!"

The palace maid who was just looking at the side looked frightened, and hurriedly came over to treat Mo Yu's wounds.

"Get out of here!"

Mo Yu asked the palace maid to stay away from him, walked straight in front of Gu Huai'an, and grabbed his shirt with a bleeding hand.

The snow-white placket was stained with blood and sprinkled like plum blossoms.

Gu Huai'an frowned, looking at Mo Yu's angry expression now.

Fearless in the face of danger, "Your Highness, there is bloodshed." ”

The tone is indifferent.....

Mo Yu's heart was extremely uncomfortable, he was only willing to say these five words to himself.

Looking at the stubbornness and firmness in his eyes, I wanted to grab his shirt and question him, but suddenly thought that he was the culprit.

If only he had been asked to leave in the first place, or maybe there would have been a good memory between the two of them...

"Your Highness, the minister is no longer the child who squatted by the lotus pond and cried."

Gu Huai'an said indifferently, but his heart was pinched together, those years were his best days.

In other countries, he was lonely and helpless, only he stretched out a pair of hands, and a candy lay in his hand.

With a smile, "If you eat sugar, you won't be sad." ”

Then he took out a handkerchief and looked disgusted, but he still wiped his face himself.

[Wipe your face, it's dirty.] 】

He will always remember how he looked at that time, the appearance of a serious little adult.

"Gu Huai'an!"

Mo Yu was angry, grabbed his wrist and lifted it above his head, pressing it against the soft couch behind him.