Ever since Zhong Qingye left the palace, Qi Mo has become a workaholic...
Oh, no, it should be said that because of Zhong Qingye, he changed from a workaholic to a normal person before, and now he has returned from a normal person to a workaholic, and it is obviously more exaggerated than before.
In addition to Hong Ying, who has just recovered from a serious illness and is currently unable to work, the other four people in Wu Ying are the direct victims, and they are forced to do anything by Qi Mo.
As for Qi Mo himself, except for the necessary morning court and military aircraft camp matters, he basically lived in Prince Rui's mansion. What's more, he didn't leave the study door for several days, eating, drinking, having sex, and sleeping all in the same room. , burying himself in a large bundle of memorials all day long.
Regarding this, Yan Zi secretly expressed her deepest feelings: "After the young lady left, the prince turned into a sculpture."
That means, besides being dull, it is still dull.
Of course, she only dared to say something secretly behind his back or in front of Xi Zang. If she really said it in front of Qi Mo, her face would have turned pale before she even opened her mouth.
What I have to say here is that the little girl Yanzi's enthusiasm for the little boy Xi Zang has risen to an outrageous level during the time Zhong Qingye left without saying goodbye.
After all, in Prince Rui's Mansion, which was completely unfamiliar to her, only Xi Zhan was familiar to her. In Yanzi's eyes, they were all companions who had gone through difficulties together, and they should take care of each other.
Of course, this is her unilateral idea. As for how Xi Zang feels, only he can know.
On this day, Qi Mo finally put his otaku life on hold and went out to do some errands. Unexpectedly, just after he walked out of the gate of Prince Rui's Mansion and not even a hundred meters away, a servant from the mansion rushed over to report that there was something wrong. Latest news about the princess.
As a good husband who cared about his wife, Qi Mo snatched the servant's horse and rushed back to the palace without saying a word.
The so-called latest news is just a letter.
Although it was delivered all the way from Dongshang on horseback without even taking off the saddle, it was still a letter.
Before the messenger could say anything, Qi Mo grabbed it and tried to tear it apart. Unexpectedly, the messenger was very courageous and dared to reach out and stop him.
Qi Mo tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and looked at him faintly. The burning thing in his pupils didn't seem friendly at all.
The person who delivered the letter was a man in his mid-twenties. He was the kind of man who was so ordinary that he couldn't be found in a crowd. I don't know what his identity was.
Under Qi Mo's sinister gaze, the man struggled to keep his smile warm: "Prince Rui, do you know who sent you this letter?"
Qi Mo paused in opening the letter and narrowed his pupils slightly. The names and looks of people with some status in the Eastern Shang political circles flashed through his mind like computer pictures, the kind with attached information.
"It seems that this question should be asked by me, Your Excellency." Qi Mo raised his chin slightly, with an unfathomable expression: "Why is it upside down now?"
The man's smile did not change, but a strange emotion flashed through his pupils. He seemed to hesitate for a moment. He moved his hand away from the letter in Qi Mo's hand, stepped back slightly, cupped his fists and said, "My master has an order." , the servant must hand the letter into the hands of the prince. Now that the letter has arrived, as for whether he can understand it..."
He raised his head, raised the corners of his lips, and showed an expression that was half a smile but not a smile: "Then it depends on whether the prince is as smart as the legend says."
Qi Mo smiled with a smile on his face and continued to lower his head to open the letter without saying a word. The front of the brown envelope was empty with nothing written on it. He tore it open and a piece of soft rice paper fell out from the inside.
Qi Mo seemed stunned for a moment, then picked up the rice paper and opened it. The ink on the paper had dried, and the handwriting was clear and crisp, with strong bends. The lines were like flowing water, round and smooth, and you could tell at a glance that it was beautiful running script.
As for what was written above, Qi Mo glanced at it and his expression suddenly became a little strange.
Fortunately, he wore a mask on his face, so the man standing by and carefully observing his face didn't say anything for a while.
He repeated the call once, and again, and it was not until the third call that he raised his head. The man was surprised to find that there was still no emotion on his face.
What's going on?
Impossible?! Could it be that...Prince Rui doesn’t understand the meaning of that poem?
Thinking of the poem whose meaning was almost obvious, and looking at Qi Mo's expression in front of him, the man was really puzzled.
Qi Mo spoke: "Your Excellency has come a long way, please have a good rest." After speaking, he tilted his head and said to the palace servant standing not far away: "Prepare a room for this young master, and have a good rest."
He pronounced the word "good" with a strong pronunciation, which made people know that something was wrong.
The man's mind was a little confused, and before he could speak, Qi Mo flicked his sleeves and left without hesitation.
Of course, the rice paper was also taken away by him.
The man looked at his back and was speechless for a long time.
A servant from the palace on one side came over and said respectfully but not humblely, with enthusiasm but not reaching his eyes: "Master, please go and rest with me."
man:"……"
While following the boy in a daze, the man suddenly thought of a very serious problem.
Is he now under house arrest by Prince Rui?...
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"Ken purple."
He went out for a walk and didn't finish anything. But when Qi Mo sat down behind the big table in the study again, his mood was definitely the difference between heaven and hell from half an hour ago. He could even study purple flowers without any trouble.
His eyes were shining brightly.
Yan Zi was a little stunned.
It wasn't until Qi Mo coughed heavily and called out her name again that she reacted, responded cowardly, lowered her head and twisted the corners of her clothes uneasily.
"Zhong Qingye..." Qi Mo paused, stretched out his hand to press the rice paper on the table, and said with a strange nervousness in his voice: "Princess, did she know how to write cursive script before?"
"Ah?" Yanzi was stunned for a moment and asked timidly: "What is running script?"
Qi Mo's expression was stunned, and then he remembered that many girls were illiterate due to poor family backgrounds. Obviously, the girl in front of him was one of them.
The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense.
It’s very embarrassing to study purple.
Qi Mo was stiff for a while, then waved his hand vigorously: "You go back first."
Yanzi was stunned for a moment, nodded, and walked out of the study room confused. Why couldn't she figure out what the prince was doing when he walked in and walked out inexplicably?
Qi Mo didn't pay attention to the tangled thoughts in a certain girl's heart when she left. As the door of the study room closed again, the room suddenly became quiet. Qi Mo lowered his head slightly, reading the flowing words on the rice paper, and couldn't help but raise his lips slightly.
horn.
"The belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore, and I feel haggard because of Yi..."
Qi Mo leaned back on the soft cushion behind him, half-closed his eyes and murmured. The low voice echoed silently in the empty room, as if holding a soft petal in his lips, murmuring
I recited it several times, and the curvature of the corners of my mouth was unconsciously raised, raised, and raised again.
I am haggard for Yi... I am haggard for Yi...
Zhong Qingye can write such words, it must be because the words come from his heart...
Feeling haggard for Yi...
Qi Mo's mood brightened in an instant, and the curve of his mouth was so wide that even he thought it was a bit exaggerated. He couldn't help but reached out and took off the iron-colored mask, and the faint sunlight passed through the hazy oil paper in the study,
The man's black pupils were as vast as the sea, and there were circles of soft light.
Although it is still unclear why Zhong Qingye can write such words but still refuses to come back, it is obvious that Qi Mo's good mood has automatically put this annoying problem out of his mind. He is now
He propped his chin up, thinking about what gift to give Zhong Qingye in return.
In Qi Moumou's eyes, this "Die Lian Hua" that Zhong Qingye plagiarized was undeniably a love letter to him. He had automatically found several excuses for Zhong Qingye in his heart to explain her late arrival.
The reason for the delay in returning.
Therefore, as an ancient version of a handsome gentleman, when he receives a thoughtful gift from his lover, of course he has to think carefully about what gift to give her in return.
This is also the reason why Qi Mo detained the man.
As soon as he lowered his head, the phrase "I'm haggard for Yi" came into view. Qi Mo couldn't help but raise his lips and smile again, and began to think about whether he could find a picture frame to frame this piece of paper and hang it above his bed.
I don’t know what Zhong Qingye’s reaction will be when he comes back...
Fortunately, Qi Mo finally gave up the idea of finding an idea. Of course, it was not because he didn't want Zhong Qingye to be shy. In fact, he wished Zhong Qingye had more shyness in his character.
But Qi Mo felt that this was given to him by Zhong Qingye. Although it would be good to hang it on the bedside, when he thought that someone other than him would come to it, Qi Mo decisively suppressed this idea.
So, what kind of return gift is he going to give to Zhong Qingye?
Qi Mo held his chin with his hand, his brows tangled in thought. All the rare and strange treasures he had seen in his life came back to his mind, spinning like the earth at full speed.
The more he thought about it, the less he could think of it, and Qi Mo started to get a little anxious.
Then inadvertently, his eyes turned slightly and fell on his waist.
In an instant, it was as if fireworks all over the world exploded together, and Qi Mo's eyes sucked all these fireworks into his pupils at the same moment. It was called a colorful and obscene enemy.
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This chapter is 3,000 words, and the next chapter is a turning point of 5,000 words. It is around 8:10 pm on the eve of Dongshang Juan’s big move.