"Sister Xinyue, what's wrong with you? I'm very envious of me? No way! I'm a playboy, a scumbag with a cockroach, and a friend of the rat. If you want to become me like this, how difficult it will be!" Hu Mo showed a very exaggerated expression, which made Xinyue amused.

"Brother Hu, I'm not joking with you!" Zhu Xinyue's face suddenly became serious, and her big eyes were staring at Hu Mo, and her serious look made Hu Mo even more hilarious.

Hu Mo held back his smile, took a sip of wine and said, "I believe that Sister Xinyue has to tell me the reason. I am a person who is more curious and can't just say half a word."

Zhu Xinyue nodded softly, leaned against the animal leather chair next to her, with a faint feeling on her face.

"Brother Hu, what do you think of the identity of a princess?" Zhu Xinyue asked suddenly, looking at Hu Mo without blinking.

Hu Mo was slightly stunned, silent for a while, and said, "The princess's identity is very noble. Many people dream of being. They can do whatever they want, and can do whatever they want. It's great! Haha, especially like Sister Xinyue, you should be very happy to be full of love."

Before Hu Mo could finish his words, Zhu Xinyue had already started to shake her head. The corners of her mouth were slightly raised, but she showed a faint bitter smile.

"Brother Hu, I know you will say that, this is what the world thinks, and the princess is happy. But you don't know that the happiness that the princess really wants is not how good she eats, wears, and travel is. What she needs is freedom and love, but it is not easy to get." Zhu Xinyue's words became even more sad, as if they were evoked endless memories.

"Sister Xinyue, don't think so, everything is absolutely absolutely true. You also say that these are not easy to get, not impossible to get. Sister Xinyue is smart, gentle, cute, and understanding. How could she not get true love? Your Majesty loves you so much, why wouldn't she give you freedom? You, maybe you're really thinking too much." Hu Mo comforted softly, with a hint of pity and anxiety in her heart.

Zhu Xinyue shook her head gently, her eyes flashed with a faint soft light. She picked up a glass of wine on the table and drank it all, and a hint of redness suddenly surged on her face.

Hu Mo wanted to stop him, but his hand reached stopped and slowly shrank back. Zhu Xinyue looked at Hu Mo's hand, smiled faintly, and said, "Brother Hu, I want to drink some wine, otherwise I'm afraid I won't have the courage to continue."

After the words came, she filled another glass of wine, drank it all, and prepared to pour another glass.

"Sister Xinyue, don't drink it!" Hu Mo grabbed her little hand and shouted loudly. The smoothness of the hands also made Hu Mo's mind tremble slightly. Somehow, he suddenly felt a faint heartache.

Zhu Xinyue's body stiffened a little, slowly let go of the wine pot, and her little hand slowly slid from Hu Mo's hand. She fell on the animal leather chair, with only two glasses of wine, and her drunkenness was already very obvious.

"My mother passed away when I was three years old." Zhu Xinyue suddenly spoke, her expression becoming much confused. "Now I don't remember what mother looks like, I only remember that she didn't like me at that time because I was a girl and did not bring her more wealth."

Hu Mo's expression changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down. Ordinary people even valued boys over girls, let alone imperial families. Mothers are noble by their sons. Only by having a son can they truly stand firm in the palace. This is an iron rule that remains unchanged for thousands of years.

"Later, when she died of illness, I was handed over to Lan's mother by my father. Lan's mother is Sister Sila's mother. She treats me very well and much better than my mother's mother. However, I never feel any affection. Even if I am with my father, I feel more of a use, not a real father-daughter relationship."

"What? Sister Crescent, doesn't Your Majesty love you?" Hu Mo said in surprise. He had to say that this was very different from the fact he knew. Didn't Zhu Yan always love this little daughter?

"That's just the outside world's idea. Perhaps, I should think so too. He was very tolerant of me, gave me what I wanted, and indulged me in the palace to make trouble. No matter what trouble I caused, he would forgive me for being innocent. Such a father might make many people envious. But Brother Hu, if all this is based on interests, do you still think it is a happy thing?" Zhu Xinyue's tone suddenly trembled a little, tears rolling in her eyes, and the stinging feeling in Hu Mo's heart became even stronger.

"Brother Hu, many people don't know that in fact, the most important freedom in my life has been completely deprived. When I was ten years old, my father had secretly betrothed me to the eldest prince of the Shenmu Empire. This matter will be announced to the world when I was eighteen years old. It can be said that I am just a pawn of my father and a political bargaining chip." Zhu Xinyue's tears flowed down her cheeks, and she was buried in the animal skin chair, allowing her tears to soak the animal skin under her.

Hu Mo's heart trembled, and he subconsciously held Zhu Xinyue's little hand. His hand was a little panicked and anxious. He didn't know how to wipe away the tears from her face.

Zhu Xinyue was very direct, pulling Hu Mo's sleeves directly, wiping them on her little face, and things like snot and tears were perfectly stuck to Hu Mo. She seemed to grab a life-saving straw and grabbed Hu Mo's sleeves tightly. Her ambiguous posture made many people look at each other.

Situ Feng looked at them from afar, and his heart gradually became a little uneasy. The relationship between Hu Mo and Zhu Xinyue made him a little worried, which was naturally not a good thing for him.

However, what worried him even more was Cang Ling. He was very glad that he came to attend the celebrity event this time, otherwise how could he have discovered so many things that he had not paid much attention to before.

"Sister Xinyue, stop crying, you won't be beautiful if you cry again." Hu Mo said with a smile, and a big hand patted her back gently. However, to outsiders, Hu Mo seemed to be stroking Zhu Xinyue. Such actions made all men, including many women, widen their eyes. They really couldn't believe that someone dared to be flirting with the princess of the dynasty at a grand event of the celebrity. This kind of courage is really rare.

Zhu Xinyue burst into tears and laughed, got up from Hu Mo's body. Her originally combed hair became a little scattered, and her little face was a little too, like a little cat.

Hu Mo stared at him tightly, with a deep smile on his face. Zhu Xinyue immediately reacted and asked quickly: "Did you cry? Oh, I knew that I haven't cried for a long time, and I forgot that I would cry like a cat."

Zhu Xinyue touched her face nervously, and the red rouge was made one by one by one by one by one by one, and she became more and more like a cat.

Hu Mo's heart trembled slightly. Zhu Xinyue's words "I haven't cried for a long time" made Hu Mo's heart feel a little more sad. What a strong girl he is. No matter what kind of setbacks he encounters, he swallows the bitterness into his stomach, but today he cries in front of him.

"Okay, I can't wipe it anymore, the more I wipe it, the more I get more and more expensive it." Hu Mo said with a smile, which caused Zhu Xinyue's eyes to roll.

She took out the handkerchief just now, wet it with wine, and wiped off all the rouge on her face. Soon, the handkerchief turned red.

Hu Mo looked at her without makeup and exclaimed: "Sister Xinyue, you look better when you don't have makeup than when you put on makeup, I swear."

Hu Mo said something so that she was slightly stunned, looking at Hu Mo foolishly, and said, "Really? Actually, I didn't wear makeup before, but my sisters said it was not attractive to not put on makeup, so they forced me to paint it."

As she said, she continued to apply the rouge, and her fair skin became more and more obvious. I have to say that the beauty embryo is the beauty embryo, and whether it is not a makeup or not,

After being interrupted by Hu Mo, Zhu Xinyue's original sadness and sadness were much less. She leaned on the animal leather chair very comfortably and said with a smile: "Speak up, it's really much better after crying. Thank you, Brother Hu, for letting me talk so much next to you."

Hu Mo's face changed slightly, and he said seriously: "Does Sister Xinyue treat me as an outsider? It is necessary to put my heart in touch with friends, and you don't need to say anything to thank me."

Zhu Xinyue burst into laughter, holding Hu Mo's hand tightly, reluctant to let go. After a while, she sighed lightly and said in an almost inaudible voice: "But, Brother Hu is really willing to help me? I don't want to pass this life like this..."

Hu Mo's body trembled and he suddenly held Zhu Xinyue's palm tightly. He didn't know how much trouble it would bring. He only knew that he could not let this girl suffer so much.

Hu Mo never received any maternal love in this life. He was an orphan in three lives, which made him deeply feel the pain of not having a mother. His identity in the first two lives was low and his destiny was controlled by others, which made him truly feel the value of freedom.

Now, the miserable girl in front of him begged him so much, and if he refuses again, it would be too unreasonable.

But then I thought about it, how should I help her? Should I marry her or something else? Hu Mo was really completely confused for a moment.

Zhu Xinyue was waiting for Hu Mo's answer, staring at Hu Mo with big eyes, her eyes full of hope, and an anxiety and fear.

After a while, Hu Mo still said nothing and frowned, which made Zhu Xinyue's heart colder and colder, as if he was walking into the ice cellar step by step.

"Forget it, Brother Hu, just pretend I didn't say it, I..." Zhu Xinyue murmured, hurriedly squeezing his little hand out of Hu Mo's hand.

At this moment, Hu Mo suddenly grabbed Zhu Xinyue's little hand, stared at her with a bright look, and said very seriously: "Sister Xinyue, if possible, I will help you!"

Looking at Hu Mo's serious look, Zhu Xinyue suddenly burst out laughing. She gently scratched Hu Mo's palm and pulled her hand out of his hand.

"How to help me? Marry me?" Zhu Xinyue said with a smile. This feeling of being teased made Hu Mo feel a little embarrassed.

"This... I can also help you find a good boy, such as Huang Sheng, who is pretty, and..."
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