Do you remember what you said last time...

[Even if there is only one walking corpse left, I want it!] 】

Then, the smell of alcohol.

Slowly spoke, "I love to imitate the handwriting of this palace so much, so now I will go to the study with this palace." ”

"Kneel beside Hongu and write."

....

den

There is a faint fragrance.

It's already night..

In the study, there were two more people, one of whom sat on a chair and continued to review the copy.

And the other person was kneeling at his feet, and the ground was covered with rice paper...

It was densely covered with handwriting.

After Moyu corrected a copy, he threw it at his feet, and a pair of snow-white hands stretched out.

Hold, open, and with the other hand continue to transcribe ...

Until now, there has not been a moment.

Mo Yu suddenly spoke, "If you can't stand it, beg me." ”

Ask him, and he will not let him write on his knees.

And Gu Huai'an, even if his knees are sore to death...

I don't want to say a word more, I don't want to say more than half a minute.

A hint of anger flashed in Mo Yuyan's eyes...

Seeing that he didn't cooperate, he endured it, but the anger in his heart had nowhere to vent...

threw more copywriting down, "Copy everything word by word." ”

Gu Huai'an didn't speak, and his eyebrows frowned even more.

My heart is still very calm, I am really copying, but I am also imitating Mo Yu's handwriting.

In the end, Mo Yu was still angry...

For no reason, just angry...

Is it angry that he doesn't speak?

Or is it angry that he doesn't take himself seriously?

Actually, a lot, a lot...

It's just his obsession, but he doesn't know it...

At last, it was late at night, and it was time to rest.

Mo Yu got up from the chair and looked at Gu Huai'an, who was still kneeling with a brush and writing.

"Gu Huai'an, beg me, I'll let you get up."

Gu Huai'an had already knelt down in a sweat at this time.

But he resolutely did not let go.

Not a word.

The corners of Mo Yu's eyes showed pain and madness, and he bit his lip tightly, "Okay.. Then kneel here, and do not ask me, and do not rise up. ”

After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left.

The chamberlain on the side didn't dare to come out, after watching Mo Yu go out.

He said to Gu Huai'an, who was kneeling and still writing.

"Childe, why do you bother, is it so difficult to be soft to His Royal Highness the Prince?"

The two have been torturing each other, and if this is the end, it's the head...

Gu Huai'an listened, but he would not be convinced at all.

It's just that the brush in his hand paused, rested for a while, and then continued to start.

It's really just a day and a night, and Gu Huaian hasn't gotten up.

In the study, the flickering candle flame shone all night and was not extinguished.

And at dawn the next day, Gu Huai'an copied everything.

At this time, the corners of the white mouth hooked up a slight smile...

But he stood still, motionless, because Mo Yu had said...

But they could not get up except to beg him.

And he naturally wouldn't open his mouth to beg him.

So, he chose to kneel here...

Until, in the afternoon...

The kneeling dizzy, the body forward, straight down.

The body collides with the ground..

The head was shattered, and blood was pouring all over the ground.

When the chamberlain went to tell Mo Yu, Mo Yu only moved the corners of his eyes slightly.

Fists, clenched.

Even so...

Don't want to come to him?

"Don't let Imperial Doctor Xuan come."

Mo Yu spoke, and the chamberlain had no choice but to retreat, but when he returned to the dormitory, he looked at Gu Huai'an lying on the bed and was in a very bad condition.

After serving for so long, I naturally still have some feelings.

took a risk and privately summoned the imperial doctor.

And Mo Yu stood for a long time, speechless... 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~