"I ......" she bowed her head, intending to answer against her conscience, but her mind suddenly remembered what he had just said.

"This is your punishment, and if you lie to me in the future, I will punish you in this way."

Thinking of his threat, she bit her lip, then nodded slightly, "Yes!" ”

As if he didn't expect her to answer honestly, Sima Mo was stunned for a moment, and then a smile seemed to flash in his originally deep eyes.

She looked up, but saw that there was only a soft look between his eyebrows and eyes, and there was no dissatisfaction as she imagined.

Strange, according to this man's usual domineering, even if she answered the truth, he would definitely not be satisfied, how could he be so calm as he is now?

Just as she was stunned, suddenly, a strange flower appeared in front of her.

I saw that he was holding the flowers he had picked at some point, and said, "The orchid is one of the most colorful of the hundred flowers, and I have always liked other flowers, but I only prefer it." ”

After the words fell, he pinned the strange orchid flower in his hand to her hair bun, and then a pair of dark eyes looked at her pupils like broken stars, "Since I prefer the strange orchid, it is difficult to give it up, in fact, it is not only flowers, but even people, I am the same. ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin frowned slightly. Sima Mo seemed to have something to say, but why couldn't she hear it at all? What exactly is he trying to say?

Looking at Murong Jin's dazed appearance, Sima Mo couldn't help but hook a wicked smile at the corner of his lips, "The way you look makes me really want to hurt you well." ”

Hearing this, Murong Jin was stunned, and after reacting, his face was ashamed and annoyed.

Sima Mo had also figured out her temper, so he stopped making trouble, just restrained his smile, took her hand, and continued to walk in the imperial garden.

Murong Jin always felt an indescribable sense of weirdness. For some reason, she always felt that after waking up from a nap in the afternoon, Sima Mo seemed to have changed, and it became a little incomprehensible to her.

……

……

The rain fell from the sky, relieving the heat brought by the hot summer.

Inside the Imperial Study.

I saw that Sima Mo's face was indescribably handsome, and a pair of black eyes fell on the calligraphy in his hand.

Perhaps because of Yan Ruoxi's influence, Sima Mo always finds a certain amount of time to write calligraphy in his busy schedule.

In front of the imperial case, Murong Jin looked tired and grinding ink.

"How is my calligraphy?"

Suddenly, Sima Mo's voice sounded, and Murong Jin's originally sleepy head suddenly came back to his senses, and asked in a daze, "What?" ”

"I remember that you have studied calligraphy quite a bit, and I want to know what you think of my calligraphy?"

Hearing this, Murong Jin understood, "Your Majesty is the dragon among people, no one can match it, and the calligraphy written by Your Majesty must be unmatched." ”

"So, you want me to hurt you again tonight, don't you?" His tone was threatening, just because her perfunctory words made him a little unhappy.

Hearing this, Murong Jin was ashamed and annoyed.

remembered that she was tossed by him last night to the point that she almost lost her breath, so she could only grit her teeth and take the notebook that Sima Mo had just finished writing on the imperial case.

However, when she looked at the two lines on the calligraphy, her eyes were stunned.

I saw that the poster said that one generation and one pair in a lifetime, fighting for two ecstasies. Lovesick and not blind date, who is the spring of the day.

"How's my calligraphy?" When he said this, Sima Mo's eyes always fell on Murong Jin's face, as if he didn't want to miss any expression on Murong Jin's face.