The last Chinese New Year's Eve banquet, the Fang family was worried about what bad things they would do.

However, he was confined to the Cining Palace, and he could not get any useful information.

Right now, leaving Cining Palace to protect my brother is the first priority.

While eating her meal, Mo Rui looked back at the wind and snow outside.

It seems that the day of the medicinal bath is just these days, right?

Her hand holding the silver chopsticks stiffened slightly, and her eyes staring at the dishes also lost their lustre.

When she first entered Cining Palace, she was terrified, and she only wanted to return to her parents as soon as possible and stay away from this murderous and unblinking demon.

But now it is not what it used to be, now she just wants to get justice for the Tang family and for herself.

Fang Hao is still at large, and his father and brother are bullied by the Fang family in the court and can't hold their heads up.

She wanted to fight for the Tang family.

Mo Rui stiffened, sitting on the cold round stool, her body gradually stopped feeling cold, she looked at the cup of blue Yao that had been emptied by Qi Wuyu, and her empty eyes gradually gathered a little look......

Qi Wuyu did not leave the palace, but went to Mama Liu's house.

When Mama Liu learned that the overseer was coming, she hurriedly boiled good tea and waited.

"Mama Liu, our family asks you something."

Mama Liu had a very good impression of Qi Wuyu, but she was not very afraid, "If the overseer has any questions, just ask, the old slave will definitely know everything." ”

"Yesterday, what method did Miss Mo use, why did she just see Your Majesty, and then let Your Majesty suffer from the cold, the high fever does not go away, and she is full of nonsense?"

He stood by the door and never sat down.

Mama Liu waited beside him, her face puzzled, "Oh? Your Majesty is so sick? ”

"Mama doesn't know?"

She thought about what had happened yesterday and felt that there was not much to wonder.

"A few days ago, Miss Mo came to the old slave and asked the old slave to ask for a pink skirt for the Internal Affairs Office. The old slave thought that it was the girl who wanted to dress up in front of His Majesty, so she didn't think much about it.

On that day, the girl stood under the plum in her watery pink skirt and glanced at His Majesty, and then hurried away.

On the other hand, Your Majesty's expression is indeed very different, is it because Miss Mo really looks too similar to the imperial concubine? ”

Qi Wuyu listened to Mama Liu's relay, pondered for a moment, and his face was the same, "Can you pretend to be a ghost?" ”

"Playing ghost?" Mama Liu looked dazed, "I haven't had it before." As for why His Majesty is sick, the old slave probably thinks that Miss Mo looks too similar, which scares His Majesty. ”

He nodded, suppressed a little depression between his eyebrows, and said lightly: "Mama is serving Concubine Zhao Niangniang closely, Mama said that she looks very similar, it must be very similar." ”

Mama Liu nodded in agreement, "It's not the master, you entered the palace late, and you haven't seen the beauty of our mother in the past."

On the other hand, today's Miss Mo, sometimes in a gesture, she really has the mold of the original mother, and even the old slave will often be in a trance for a while. ”

"You didn't deliberately teach her that?" Qi Wuyu's long eyebrows gradually tightened.

"The old slave taught, Miss Mo didn't have the heart to listen to it. However, Miss Mo is clear-minded, sometimes she can understand everything, and she learns things very quickly, even if she has no intention of learning, sometimes she can indeed toss a decent move. Mama Liu remembered Mo Rui's delicate appearance, and unconsciously smiled with relief.

"Oh?" Qi Wuyu was slightly surprised.

He thought she was clumsy, and he didn't think that Mama would think so highly of her.

"The girl was born delicate, behaved generously, and had the style of being a mother. From time to time, the delicate behavior does not need to be deliberate, but more like the imperial concubine, which is an excellent seedling.

The old slave felt that in time, Miss Mo would definitely live up to the trust of the Overseer. ”

Qi Wuyu nodded, and suddenly remembered that Mo Rui would be shy and anxious every time he was close to him.

He suddenly had a different idea.

He once said that if he had been so unenlightened, he would have to teach it himself.

"Mama doesn't need to teach her the way to serve people in the future, she is not in the world, she should use another teaching." The corners of Qi Wuyu's lips hooked up a little vague smile, the smile was faint and fleeting.

Mama Liu was puzzled: "Huh? Another way? ”

"Then you don't have to worry about it." As he spoke, he turned and walked on the threshold with his long legs, and in a moment the figure disappeared into the darkness of the sky.

On a cloudless day, the sunset gradually fell towards the mountains in the west, and lost its original splendor in half an instant, leaving only a few dim rays of light, which were shattered by time, and finally disappeared into darkness.

Mo Rui stood in front of the backyard of Cining Palace waiting for him, the delicate makeup on his face was like a begonia blooming, stunning but beautiful, and the pale red long-tailed butterfly skirt around her body was even more delicate and beautiful.

She hadn't dressed herself like this in a long time.

But now, apart from this face that can be handled, she really has no bargaining chips to negotiate with Qi Wuyu.

She wanted to give it a try.

I don't know how long it took, but she finally saw the shadow of the red-clothed jade belt in front of her.

Maurie stood waiting for him to come, her hand hanging at her side clutching the hem of her skirt and sewing it, never letting go.

Qi Wuyu raised his eyes and walked towards her, and the candle lamp that she had lit early in the room hit his slightly pale face from the side, lining his entire face with a little anger, but he couldn't see the geometry between his eyebrows.

"My lord, this is the day of the medicinal bath." She had a faint smile in her eyes, and her peach cheeks were slightly bulging, which was very scorching.

He didn't speak, but walked towards her with a flat face, and with each step, his deep features became clearer in her watery eyes.

"Ready?" He came up to her and paused.

Her eyes curled slightly, "It's all ready, just waiting for the Overseer." ”

"But it's still the same as last time?" He stood tall in front of her with his hands behind his back, blocking out the candlelight in the room.

She fell into the darkness and smelled magnolia.

"Don't you know that the overseer goes in with the slave and maid?" She leaned over and invited him.

Qi Wuyu hummed lightly and walked into the public room first.

Mo Rui followed, walked in slowly, and saw that he was already washing his hands in the prepared wooden basin.

The pair of long hands, which were as cultivated as eyebrow bones, slowly removed all the jade rings between their fingers, and then rubbed each other, and a few delicate water sounds came out.

She was stunned, and turned to close the door to the room.

When Qi Wuyu raised his eyes to look at her again, she was already undressing.

The layers of overlapping skirts fell to the ground abruptly, as if a red flower bloomed on the ground in an instant.

He stared at the flower, frowned, and then slowly lifted it upward.

To say that it is not cold is false.

Morry felt that the mist from the boiling water in the barrel was not hot enough, and the cracks in the doors and windows were still leaking air.

She shuddered, but she still met his indifferent gaze, walked slowly to his side, and asked in a coquettish voice: "The ground is slippery, is it okay for the adults to help Mo Rui in?" ”