But he is still in his own world.

Even the old slave who has been with him for the longest time.

Everyone knows that the new emperor is becoming more and more dreamy of sleep, and there are endless excerpts every day.

Actually, he just wanted to numb himself.

This cold palace is lifeless, where is there still his old laughter.

Wait until the fold is corrected.

Had lunch.

He sat back in his seat.

At this time, the old servant spoke, "Your Majesty, you also have to pay attention to the dragon body, you haven't rested for a few days." ”

At this time, Gu Huaian didn't want to hear more from him.

But I still put down the fold in my hand.

Get up and say nothing.

You still have to rely on external objects to stand firm.

He picked up the cane beside him.

Only then did he follow, ready to help.

Gu Huai'an said coldly, "You don't have to follow. ”

"Yes."

When Gu Huai'an walked into the warm pavilion at the back, there was a meal under his feet.

What caught his eye was a man in brocade standing with his back to him.

Don't ask, and he'll know who.

"This guard really needs to be replaced."

Gu Huai'an didn't look at Mo Yu again, and sat on the chair on the side.

Without saying a word, he carefully played with the delicate crutches in his hand.

Mo Yu turned around and saw Gu Huai'an's yellow robe.

It's no longer a little proton trapped by him.

It's Fengluan's new emperor.

He said self-deprecatingly, "Xuanqing.."

It's still his words.

It was still so smooth, and the voice was soft, as if they had never had a conflict.

Only then did Gu Huaian raise his eyes and look at him.

There are no other colors in the eye color.

But the words that come out are words that pierce the heart.

"My cousin, but His Highness can call it?"

The respect of the Ninety-Five, there is no expression word.

In ancient times, who dared to call the emperor's expression?

"Why not."

Mo Yu moved closer to him step by step.

"Stop!"

Gu Huai'an said coldly, "I'm afraid that His Highness has completely forgotten where he is now, this is the Fengluan Palace." ”

He didn't want to talk to him more.

I didn't even want to look at him any more.

Mo Yu immediately grabbed his wrist.

As soon as the crutches under his hands were loosened, he couldn't use the strength in his legs.

One soft.

The whole person collapsed in his arms.

Gu Huai'an struggled, struggling with all the strength of his body.

He staggered backwards several steps and almost fell.

The hand grabbed the table hard, so that he was not embarrassed to fall.

"Xuanqing..."

Mo Yu was just about to go up and hold on.

But Gu Huai'an was drunk, "Mo Yu, what else do you want!" ”

He was short of breath, "Ahem, ahem..."

Cough.

He covered the corners of his mouth with his hand, and after a long pause, he felt better.

"Your body.."

Gu Huai'an listened, sneered, and looked up at him.

"Isn't this my body all thanks to you?"

"What are you doing in front of me now? My body is hurting, my father and mother have left me one after another, isn't this all your doing? Who will show this distressed look now? Show me! Mo Yu, I can't wait to kill you now! ”

He only has hatred for Mo Yu now.

If he hadn't stopped him, he wouldn't have come back.

Will my father be poisoned to death?

The queen mother can't see him for the last time?

Jokes, just jokes!

Mo Yu looked at him, his lips tightened, and he couldn't say a word.

Indeed, these...

It's all he does, and he hates himself.

It's reasonable, but he just wants to rely on him and see him all the time. I want to talk with more like-minded people about "The Little Princess Regent: Uncle Huang, Pet Doesn't Stop", WeChat pays attention to "Youyue Literature", chats about life, and looks for confidants~