At night, a bright moon hangs high in the sky.

Yongming Temple.

On the dragon couch, Sima Mo's black eyes were never closed. The next moment, I saw him get up, grab Mu Shi's outer robe, put it on his body, and follow him out of the dormitory.

When the little eunuch who kept vigil saw the emperor appear, he was so frightened that the sleepy insects had already run out, and hurriedly bowed down for a while.

Sima Mo stepped past the little eunuch's side, and did not forget to command in a cold voice, "Don't follow me." ”

"Yes!"

Along the passage, Sima Mo came to the Zhaoyang Hall again.

Pushing open the door, Sima Mo stepped into the hall.

Facing a wave of ink fragrance, Sima Mo's original depressed mood disappeared because of this ink fragrance.

Directly bypassing the barrier, Sima Mo stepped to the portrait.

The moonlight poured in through the lattice, and his gaze fell on the layer of books under the portrait. With a dazzling array of books, he reached out and took out one of the books on the book.

It is a book bound with gold embroidery thread, it is a novel, the name is "Peach Blossom Story", the writer is Ming Liudong, Ming Liu Dong is a descendant of the writer family Mingcheng, quite famous.

Suddenly opened the homepage of "The Story of Peach Blossoms", Sima Mo's eyes fell on the beautiful handwriting under the preface of the homepage, and saw that it was written, "One generation and one pair in a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasies." Lovesick and not blind date, who is the spring of the day. ”

Sima Mo's fingertips slowly stroked the two lines of words, and his gaze slowly became deeper.

At this time, the moonlight outside the window lattice began to be hidden by the clouds, and the light of the moonlight was missing, so the whole sky slowly became ethereal and mysterious, like an illusory dream mirror, evoking memories......

"Today, I have a long life, you want to use this book to pass the time? Well? Sima Mo raised his eyebrows.

"This is a novel that the concubine has treasured for a long time, or is it made by the concubine herself with gold embroidery thread, if Your Majesty doesn't like it, then the concubine won't give it away." Yan Ruoxi's beautiful face did not apply any fat powder, but the color was like the morning glow reflecting the snow, and when she said this, a trace of cunning flashed in her dark eyes.

"Who said I don't want it?" When the words fell, I saw Sima Mo snatch the book away.

"Poof." Yan Ruoxi finally couldn't help laughing.

Sima Mo suddenly understood, this woman did it on purpose just now.

"How dare you play tricks?"

"The concubine doesn't dare." Yan Ruoxi held back a smile and blessed her body.

"What don't you dare, it seems that I won't teach you a lesson, you don't know how thick the sky is." When the words fell, I saw him throw the novel on the table and pick up the woman in front of him.

"Ahh

The body was suddenly lifted up in the air, Yan Ruoxi was startled, and hurriedly reached out and grabbed Sima Mo tightly, "Your Majesty forgive, the concubine is wrong." ”

"It's too late to know it's wrong." The corners of Sima Mo's lips hooked up a wicked smile, and then he walked to the bed, put Yan Ruoxi's body on the bed, and then waved back the curtain.

Until after a cloud and rain has passed.

"How did you come up with the idea of giving me a copy of "Peach Blossoms"?" Sima Mo looked at the woman in his arms with a pair of dark eyes.

"Your Majesty, do you know why the name of this novel is called "Peach Blossoms"?"

"Oh?" Sima Mo raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it that the title of "Peach Blossoms" also hides an alternative story? ”

"Your Majesty is right, the book "Peach Blossoms" does have an incredible story."

"What's the story?" Sima Mo seemed to be interested, and couldn't help but ask.