After learning that her sister-in-law had rested, Du Tian did not disturb her and took Chen Mo to the living room to prepare wine and food.

Du Tian entertained Chen Mo in his own way.

He clapped his hands, and six dancers with graceful figures and beautiful faces walked up and saluted Du Tian and Chen Mo. After giving a gift to Du Tian and Chen Mo, two dancers holding pipa knelt down in the hall.

The jade hand gently lifted the silver string, and the hands were plucking on the pipa, the sound was pleasant and rhythmic.

As the sound of the pipa sounded, the remaining four dancers danced their waists according to the rhythm of the song.

These six dancers were rewarded by Emperor Xuanhe to Du Tian, ​​but Du Tianxin was not here, so he kept them in the princess's house.

After all, it was given by the emperor. Each of them had excellent figures and appearances. The delicate and black hair was draped over the shoulders, which looked a little soft. As the waist danced, the long hair fluttered. The big eyes flashed as if they could speak, showing the beauty of the body.

"Brother Chen, how about it?" Du Tian sat opposite Chen Mo, raised his glass and signaled to him.

"No," Chen Mo smiled. His mind was not here. After learning that Du Zijin had rested, he breathed a sigh of relief and thought that he would leave after he had finished the meal.

"If you like it, I'll give it to you." Du Tian said generously.

Chen Mo shook his head and declined: "I have taken over the little marquis's wishes, so let's forget about this dancer."

"No, it's useless for me to keep these dancers. I saw that there were few people in Brother Chen's house, so Brother Chen would go and serve more people."

Although Chen Mo had eight maids, three concubines, and Ye Yiren, there were quite a lot of people.

But who should I compare with? And the Chen Mansion is big enough.

There are indeed few people in this area.

However, Chen Mo was not interested in these dancers. Just as he was about to refuse, a soft voice sounded outside the hall.

"You little brat, you gave it to Xiao Mo because you gave it to him, aren't you afraid that His Majesty will find out and blame him?"

A figure slowly walked in.

The sound of the pipa gradually stopped.

The dancers saluted Du Zijin.

Chen Mo's face froze.

Du Tian stood up and greeted him: "My sister-in-law, why are you here? Didn't you rest?"

"Sister Zijin." Chen Mo stood up and bowed.

Du Zijin was wearing a long skirt with dark orchid brocade, and the long skirt was dragged to the ground, standing tall and graceful, with a slender figure and curved skin.

Her skin is as white as ivory, her long black hair is very soft and bright, her eyes are like black gems, her eyelashes are long, her red lips are gorgeous, and her charming charm is charming.

Du Tian was slightly stunned. This was the first time he saw his sister-in-law put on such makeup.

"If you don't come, you will cause a big disaster." After a few words, Du Zijin revealed Du Tian's words, nodded to Chen Mo, and sat down after coming to the long desk next to him.

Although these dancers were given by the late emperor, since they were given to Du Tian, ​​they were Du Tian’s “things”. Du Tian has the right to deal with them freely, and even if they were given to Chen Mo, there would be no problem.

The reason why Du Zijin said this was because after hearing Du Tian’s words outside the hall just now, he felt a little uncomfortable.

“…”

When Chen Mo saw Du Zijin sitting next to him, his heart skipped a beat, thinking that Du Zijin must have known about the day when he went down the mountain.

Have suffered.

"Xiao Mo, sit down." Du Zijin smiled.

Chen Mo sat down nervously, and the sound of the pipa continued.

Du Tian also scratched his head, sat down, and stopped talking about the dancer.

Du Zijin sat upright on the long blanket. After the desk was long, there was a palace lantern beside him. The soft black hair hung to his waist, and his pink lips were like a cherry blossom blooming on the branch, showing elegance and dignity.

The two were less than one foot apart. Thinking of the day when they hugged Du Zijin down the mountain, they felt impulse, and Chen Mo subconsciously swallowed.

Just at this moment, Du Zijin poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and said to Chen Mo: "Xiao Mo, thank you for your relationship with Qingguan that day, otherwise I really don't know how to go down the mountain."

"It should be." Chen Mo's heart slightly raised.

"I drank too much that day. I didn't expect that the immortals had such great potential. The drunken words they said on that day were really nonsense. Don't worry, Xiao Moqi."

Du Zijin heard the maid talk about going down the mountain that day.

He actually acted coquettishly and asked Chen Mo for a hug.

When she heard about this, she was so embarrassed that she wanted to hit the wall.

Now that Chen Mo is here, he must explain it to him so as not to make him think he is frivolous.

After all, there is no woman who asks a man for a hug in broad daylight.

"Ah, what do you mean? Actually, I was drunk and I didn't remember it." Hearing this, Chen Mo quickly pretended to be stupid and even said, "Sister Zijin, when I was drunk, I might do some extraordinary actions. If I did something extraordinary that day, please don't take it to my heart."

Since Du Zijin has said this, he obviously knows what happened to the mountain that day. Since that's the case, he simply admits it and then pushes the mistake to the wine.

That's right, it's just alcohol.

I, Chen Mo, is a gentleman, how could I do such a dirty thing?

Upon hearing this, Du Zijin's face turned red inexplicably. She was still wondering whether Chen Mo's actions that day were intentional. Now Chen Mo's words made Du Zijin feel that he was most likely intentional.

After all, no one remembers that he is so clear when he is drunk.

I also made this point tonight. Isn’t this intentionally concealing my behavior?

Since it is intentional.

Why did he do this?

Does he... like himself?

Thinking of the poem he wrote for himself, such an idea came to Du Zijin's mind inexplicably.

Thinking of this, her face turned redder.

My body is a little hot.

Thinking about the things that stood behind her buttocks that day, she naturally understood what it was.

He had definitely thought about himself, otherwise he wouldn't be like that.

Du Tian’s words made her believe in this idea.

Du Tian started to tell her about Princess Changle before.

This also made Du Zijin think that Chen Mo rejected Princess Changle's invitation for him.

"Sister Zijin, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Du Zijin was always staring at him, Chen Mo's face became a little unnatural. He was afraid that she would see through it, and his eyes began to dodge.

When Du Zijin noticed his gaze dodging, his delicate body became numb, and his heart was beating very fast, and his small red lips were even more distinct from the whiteness of his skin.

Chen Mo's dodging eyes naturally did not pay attention to Du Zijin's expression, and began to shift his eyes to the dancer in the hall.

Du Zijin frowned and raised his hand to let the dancers go down.

Chen Mo was so panicked.

"That... Sister Zijin, I actually have something to tell you. I hope you won't blame me after listening." Chen Mo glanced at Du Tian, ​​and then whispered to Du Zijin.

Be frank and lenient, and resist strictness.

Chen Mo thinks it is better to confess.
Chapter completed!