Mo Yu understood what he meant, Chu Ming was suspicious by nature, and he placed his own spies among many of his brothers, and reported the situation at any time.

Wan'er was not the first person to be placed next to Chu Xiuchen, after Chu Xiuchen found out, the previous ones were all executed by him for other reasons or driven out of the mansion after a period of time, but even so, someone was always very persevering.

Mo Yu's eyelashes drooped slightly, and a trace of complexity flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

Chu Xiuchen walked to the wide and dark desk, holding a wide-sleeved red shirt in one hand, and a pen in the other hand to point ink, his beautiful eyes were half-drooping, and the ink was dyed on paper.

"I know what you're worried about-" Chu Xiuchen's voice was cold and indifferent, and after a while, he picked up the ink pen, looked at the outline on the rice paper, and his lips opened slightly, "She is not worthy of my eyes." ”

"It's Mo Yu who is too worried." Mo Yu said.

Chu Xiuchen didn't have too much expression, his eyes always fell on the rice paper, his hand hung in the air and drew a few strokes, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

Mo Yu on the side followed his gaze and also fell on the rice paper, from the lines on the rice paper, it can be inferred that it should be a stumbling woman, the specific details were not added, and even the face was not dyed half a point.

However, judging from the dryness and wetness of the ink, it must have been a while, and judging from the details of the folds, it can be judged that this painting scroll is often rolled up and unfolded.

"Your Highness Twelve—" Mo Yu's voice was slightly muffled.

Is the woman in the painting a former deceased, or... The Twelfth Highness wants to hire a wife?

Chu Xiuchen didn't reply to his words, his eyes were still staring at the scroll, as if he wanted to accurately capture the woman's demeanor.

The hand in Mo Yu's sleeve clenched slightly.

"His Highness the Twelve, Mo Yu, thinks it should be said-"

Chu Xiuchen's hanging hand paused slightly, and muttered, "It seems that today can only be done here." ”

As he spoke, he put the pen on the inkstone, raised his eyes lightly, and there seemed to be a pity in his eyes.

"I thought that if you came Mo Yu today, I would be inspired, but I didn't expect-" Chu Xiuchen's red sleeves shook his back behind him, "It's still almost meaning-"

She... How can a vulgar pen depict it......

"Your Highness Twelve!" Mo Yu's lips were a little blue, and his voice was a little more neutral than just now.

Chu Xiuchen saw Mo Yu's expression, and suddenly the corners of his mouth curled up with a touch of provocative charm, different from when he usually played with beauties, his arc seemed to contain a trace of self-deprecation and contempt.

Like... One that, after great compassion, loses interest in everything......

"It's just that I want to write and want to construct a beauty that is the best in the world, Mo Yu, you, you think too much-"

He paced lightly, walked in front of Mo Yu, reached out and patted Mo Yu's shoulder, "How can a person like me who 'loves' and treasures beauty not have a standard of beauty in his heart?" ”

Mo Yu's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his mood eased slightly.

Your Highness Twelve... Is it to better create an image externally? Can... There was no need to do that, and, justly-

He obviously looks very precious!

Chu Xiuchen didn't have the intention of waiting for him to speak, he withdrew his hand, turned his back to his side, turned slightly sideways, and looked light.

"Beijing, everything is under control, return to Brother Jiu, don't worry."

Mo Yu's lips pursed, and he glanced at the half-finished painting on the table, and after a while, he withdrew his expression.

"Your Highness the Twelfth, the general trend of the family is about to be set, and please focus on the overall situation."

Chu Xiuchen's narrow eyes were dark and dark, and his voice was cold, "Mo Yu-you have been getting more and more in charge recently, what I do, I have my own measure!" ”

Mo Yu bowed his head, "Your Highness Twelve, Mo Yu is just worried-"

"Worried?" Chu Xiuchen turned around and looked at Mo Yu squarely, his face cold, "Do you think I have been lurking for so long, and I will be a frivolous and reckless person?" ”

"Mo Yu doesn't dare!"

Chu Xiuchen retracted his eyes and turned his back to him, "If there is nothing else, you can return as soon as possible." ”

Mo Yu's eyes are obscure, and his eyelashes are pitiful.

Perhaps, it's really him thinking too much-

After all... His Royal Highness the Twelfth has indeed matured a lot since the incident in the Bang Immortal Tower-

He can endure more than ever... More tolerant......

After a slight pause, Mo Yu finally didn't say anything and retreated.

In the study, it was very silent for a while.

At this time, Chu Xiuchen's gaze fell on the rice paper spread on the table again, he walked over lightly, and his white and slender onion fingers touched the smooth lines.

"Chivalrous?"

Drunken Xianlou's poetry is famous, Su Muran was shocked, he promised her to be a "chivalrous man", but everyone knew that she was a daughter, and it was spread to the market, and she was mostly called "chivalrous girl".

The corners of Chu Xiuchen's mouth hooked a beautiful arc, and his eyes were a little blurry, as if he was caught in a memory.

After a while, he chuckled and shook his head.

"I'm afraid that there is really no woman like you in this world who has the spirit of 'chivalrous and righteous', and she has saved the dilemma of the war and march with her own strength, but it's a pity-"

It's a pity that you are already the wife of my ninth brother, otherwise I would have wanted to hire you as a concubine. It's a blessing to think about......

A moment of gloom flashed in Chu Xiuchen's eyes, and a fragment of Chen Jiu's memory flashed in his mind-

A woman in red, she was led down from a tall building, her posture was graceful, and she danced.

After the dance, she said that if anyone can pass her with the poem, she will lean over and never lose up.

He has always loved poetry and singing, and he also heard that there is a woman in Bangxian Building, amazing and talented, and there has never been a person with her in poetry, and even many talents in Beijing have been defeated in her hands.

He doesn't believe that a green. House of the prostitute. There will be such people in the museum.

On a whim, he came to this immortal building and met her... There is the opening scene.

In that competition, he won her as he wished, no... Maybe she won him too......

The two of them admired each other's talents in the poem, with love in the poem, with poetry in love, between the eyebrows and eyes, secretly promised the rest of their lives.

It's a pity that everything is still no match for the world's inventory.

She died, and his Xianyue died......

No one in the world is against his poetry, and he does not want to talk about poetry with others, until the "chivalrous girl" of the drunken fairy building is born, and the poems have been passed from the capital to Zhouye, and they have been widely circulated for a while.

Chu Xiuchen looked at it, and his heart, which had been silent for a long time, suddenly became colorful.

Perhaps, there are people in the world who chant poetry with him.

So, he began to inquire about the whereabouts of the "chivalrous girl" everywhere, and even made a reward announcement, but no matter how he inquired, the most news was only around the Drunken Immortal Building.

Later, he went there often, thinking that she might come again, but unfortunately he didn't wait for her, but accidentally discovered her identity.

At that time, she was wrapped in red, with pink between her eyebrows, plum blossoms, and she was heroic and beautiful...

That's it... She stood beside his ninth brother, and from that moment on, he knew that it was already too late.

Spend with her before the moon? It's just looking for death!

It seems that the person who can move the King of Chu has not yet been born, not to mention that he still has some unspeakable relationship with the King of Chu?!

At that time, he let go of his obsession for a moment-

It's also good to be able to compose poems with her, and she must look like a fairy in the sky when she is drunk and reciting poetry......