The happy life of sleeping when you are full has always been the dream of Hua Yueman, and it is always a bold statement on her lips.

In fact, during the time when she was saying this, she was entertaining herself, and she didn't get distracted at all, because at that time, she assisted Si Muran, if she ate and slept and ate when she woke up, then Si Muran would be more and more walking on thin ice in the palace.

didn't get the little life she wanted to live in Si Muran's body, but she didn't want such a vision, and in the end it was realized by a yin person.

So......

Life is always full of wonders.

Hua Yueman, who had woken up again, opened her eyes, it was already night outside the window, the candlelight in the room was faint, and a cold aroma that once made her tremble and her hair stood on end, but at this moment it was so familiar that it flickered between her snorts.

Liu Mo was lying beside her, with one arm under her erect neck, holding her shoulder extremely naturally with one hand, and reading with a book in the other.

Hua Yueman remembered that Liu Mo always seemed to be reading a book, whether he was riding in a carriage or free, he was always looking at a book in his hand.

To be honest, Liu Mo was very charming when he was reading seriously, his long eyelashes were curled and hanging lightly, and his thin lips were shining with moisture in the candlelight.

If Liu Mo, who is like a peach, is seen by other women, she will definitely desperately want to take a bite and taste the fragrance, but Hua Yueman has always been disdainful, after all, she and Liu Mo were in deep trouble and difficult to get along, so for such a charming Liu Mo, she only gave a two-word evaluation - pretending to be forced.

But......

This time was different from the past, Hua Yueman leaned over, pillowed on his shoulder, glanced at the scroll in his hand slightly, and his head immediately hurt.

It turned out to be the art of war......

It's really hard for him to be so calm and relaxed for such an obscure thing.

As if sensing Hua Yueman's movements, Liu Mo's slashed cheeks tilted slightly, groping her face: "Woke up?"

Hua Yueman snorted, but did not follow his words, but looked at the book in his hand again: "Liu Mo, do you belong to the type of person who has nothing to do?"

Liu Mo raised his eyebrows, not seeing half of his anger, and his thin lips raised a good-looking arc: "Why do you say this?"

Hua Yueman's spirit has not completely recovered, and he is a little listless: "If it is peaceful today, the country and the people are safe, why do you catch the art of war every day and watch it endlessly?"

The big hand that was originally on her shoulder rubbed her head lightly, and Liu Mo smiled faintly: "Although prevention is not the foundation of governing the country, it is better than being caught off guard by someone with a heart." ”

Hua Yue's sleepy consciousness slowly woke up: "Liu Mo, are you ready to take over this world a long time ago?"

Without waiting for him to answer, she nodded self-affirmatively, and said sourly: "That's right, if a person like you was born without an impassioned goal, he will be ridiculed by everyone for not doing his job." ”

She is sour, because she doesn't like this kind of life struggling between power struggles, she is uncomfortable, because she is afraid that Liu Mo, who is already lonely, will experience loneliness more when she really sits on that chair.

In the past, when she was still in Yaolan, she had actually heard about Emperor Yaolan, and it was rumored that Emperor Yaolan was a very kind existence when he was still a prince, he was enthusiastic, gentle and always had a smile on his face.

Although she really couldn't imagine what kind of thrilling it would be for such a treacherous old man with a perennial smile on his face, the facts are the facts, if the former Yaolan Emperor was not like this, then how could the rumors be groundless?

It's just that......

What about the later Yaolan Emperor?

Suspicious, good at guessing, and doesn't trust everyone around him, including his own son.

Is the emperor really that good?

Liu Mo noticed the light circulating in her eyes, and said with a smile: "The flower moon is full, when will you know how to worry about the sky?"

Hua Yueman was not happy: "My name is the prophet of the unknown." ”

Liu Mo's arm was slightly forced, and she clasped her cheek on her chest, and the smile on her face remained unchanged: "Don't worry, even if I can't trust the world, I will always believe you......"

Hua Yueman grabbed a strand of hair loose at his side, and laughed in his words: "It doesn't matter if you can't trust me, anyway, you have so many women......"

That's sour, isn't it?

She knew it, but she just couldn't control it, or she didn't want to.

Liu Mo's observation of words and expressions was simply handy, and with just one sentence, he easily smelled the sour smell contained in it: "Are you talking about Chang Yueyan?"

Although Hua Yueman didn't speak, he nodded very affirmatively.

For Chang Yueyan, she really cares, since she admits her feelings for Liu Mo, it is normal to care about other women's intentions.

She doesn't think it's normal for her to feel this way, on the contrary, if she doesn't feel it, then something is wrong.

Liu Mo smiled a little doting: "Chang Yueyan should have been sent out of the palace this month, but now the queen is protecting her, and her father has helped me in the court and the opposition, so the queen quietly removed her from the list of those who were sent out of the palace, although I knew, I didn't care." ”

"Chang Yueyan's care is simply torturous for your character who can't sit still...... The flower moon is full, I know I have wronged you. He said, kissing her on the forehead, "If you really care, just let her out of the palace next month." ”

The kiss was very light and soft, but Hua Yuehao felt that he was healed in an instant......

It's unproductive, isn't it?

But she still felt unprecedented satisfaction, because Liu Mo was really attentive to her and seriously put her feelings first.

Raising his cheeks to look at the tiredness on his face, Hua Yueman sighed softly: "Forget it, anyway, she's not too much of an eyesore, or if I really find it an eyesore, just do it myself." ”

Liu Mo smiled and pinched the tip of her nose: "Just don't get burned." ”

Hua Yueman was unconvinced: "How is it possible?"

Liu Mo smiled and said: "I don't know who it is, when I burned down the dormitory, I burned my retreat too, and in the end I could only hide in the water tank." ”

Wow......

Hua Yueman's eyebrows jumped heavily, that time was just a beautiful accident, I wanted to say a few words back, but I didn't expect that as soon as I opened my mouth, Ha Qi slipped out first: "Yawn ......"

She was sleepy again......

Liu Mo put down the scroll in his hand understandingly, waved out the candlestick on the table, and tightened her waist in the darkness.

"Let's go back to sleep. ”

"Good ......"

Liu Mo seemed to be really tired, and gently patted Hua Yueman's back a few times, and his breathing became calm and even.

The sight has gradually become accustomed to the dark flower and moon full, through the hazy moonlight outside, looking at this man who is hugging him tightly at the moment, he suddenly feels that this world is really wonderful.

If she would have known in advance that she would be held in Liu Mo's arms after many years, then ten years ago, she would definitely shout arrogantly when Liu Mo put a stinky face on her: "What's the awesome? I don't know if I will be your daughter-in-law in the future?!"

If she had known that Liu Mo would lie on the same bed with her and whisper to her, then ten years ago, when Emperor Yao Lan poured the black dove on Liu Mo for the first time, she would definitely rush in and find a way to stop it, instead of standing in place all the time, helpless and in a daze.

Her man, when will it be the turn of the other ** to harm?!

It's a death.

Thinking about it, Hua Yueman gradually closed his eyes, and as his consciousness became more and more precipitated, his eyelids became darker and darker, and suddenly, a voice with a little resentment suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Aman, if everything is his, then what about me? where do I go from here......

Who?!

Who......

"Aman......"

Sensing the heat blowing in his ears, Hua Yueman opened his eyes instantly.

There is no familiar Weiyang Palace, and there is no Liu Mo who hugged her to sleep, at this moment she saw herself, sitting on a chair, looking at a certain place with a smile like a flower.

Is she dreaming again? How long has it been since she had dreamed about the past?

She followed her gaze in the dream and looked somewhere, only to see a thin and slender figure, slowly walking towards her in the dream.

That person has jade-like cheeks, a warm smile, infinitely doting eyebrows and eyes, and a voice soft enough to accompany people to sleep.

Hua Yueman watched in a daze as the person walked to his side in the dream, and the three words that rang in his ears like thunder rang in his ears.

Simoran......

"I'm telling you, I'm really improving. In the dream, I smiled happily at Si Muran, who had already walked to my side.

Si Muran smiled slightly, lifted his robe and sat beside him in the dream, and his voice was soft: "Whether you have made progress or not, you have to try to know." ”

The self in the dream nodded, lowered his eyes and touched the guqin in front of him, and played it seriously.

As the strings fluctuated slightly on his fingertips, Si Muran's fair face showed a little surprise, but as the sound of the piano slowly flowed into his ears, his cheeks, which had always had a warm smile, finally cracked a little involuntarily.

Eighteen touches ......

Hua Yueman stood in the corner of his dream, listening to this familiar tune, there was nostalgia and joy.

She suddenly sounded, at that time, she saw that Si Muran played the piano very well, and it was even more eye-catching, so she was also interested in learning.

Although under the influence of Si Muran, she has gradually mastered how to play, but she always can't remember the melody of the music that Si Muran handed her.

And it happened that one time, she passed by a green building, and someone happened to be playing eighteen touches in it, she began to find it interesting, so she stood outside carefully and listened, and when she returned home, she wanted to try it according to her memory, but she didn't expect to memorize it backwards.

In fact, even she didn't expect that she would be able to have such a soft spot for Eighteen Touches.

Sure enough, the rogue heart is innate.

The sound of playing the piano in the room gradually faded away, and finally the song ended.

In the dream, he grabbed Si Muran's arm like a treasure: "How is it?

Si Muran said helplessly: "If I had known that you had played such a tune in the end, I would rather play it to you for the rest of my life than teach you to play the strings." ”

In the dream, I was a little shocked, but I didn't give up: "Don't you think I'm particularly talented in music?"

Si Muran's eyebrows twitched, and he couldn't help but sigh: "Aman...... In the future, I will still serve such a small thing as playing the piano, you just need to sit on the side and enjoy it, and ...... It's better to go to that kind of place less, you are a girl's family......"

Hua Yueman pouted uncomfortably: "You mean to say it's a hooligan?"

Seeing that he was angry, Si Muran stretched out his arm and rolled her into his arms, lowering his eyes slightly: "Angry?"

Hua Yueman didn't speak.

Si Muran smiled and said, "What's wrong with being a hooligan? If you just want to be a hooligan to me......

As he spoke, he slowly lowered his cheek and finally kissed her pursed lips.

In the dream, she didn't really have trouble with him, she just liked to hear him say some warm words, feeling the warmth of his lips, she not only did not struggle, but happily hugged his erect neck.

The sun is warm outside, and the lovers embrace each other indoors, drunk with all the scenery......

Hua Yueman stood somewhere stunned, looking at the two people who were close to each other, both shocked and bitter......