Qing Palace Dream Like Smoke·Moyu

Chapter 213

Qiuyue stood at the door in horror, looking at her, Mo Yu frowned: "What happened, why did you come back without permission?"

Qiuyue didn't speak, she looked at her with panic and sadness, and Mo Yu was full of doubts.

After a while, only one voice was heard from the door saying loudly: "By the order of Eunuch Li, Mo Yu will be sent to serve in Xinzheku."

Mo Yu was unprepared and froze on the spot.After a while, he came back to his senses, and said softly: "Yes, let the slaves pack up their things and go with the father-in-law."

Did something happen again last night?Didn't Hua Cheng just come to see him?
Or did something happen in front of the temple just now?Thirteen, did something happen to him after all?
Qiuyue sobbed softly: "Sister..." Originally she was not good at words, and now she couldn't say anything more.

Mo Yu smiled and said, "Why are you crying? Go back quickly, and you will be punished for sneaking out like this." Then he asked in a low voice, "What happened?"

"I don't know. Not long after the princes and elder brothers entered the Nuan Pavilion, the emperor suddenly became furious and scolded the elder brothers for being unfilial. I didn't dare to listen too much. Later, Eunuch Li sent someone...I..."

"You saw it, so you followed?" Mo Yu slightly annoyed, "Go back quickly."

Qiuyue looked at her and left reluctantly.

Thinking about it carefully, what exactly happened, what implicated me, or who did I implicate?Anxiety finally took hold of her heart.

Is he really a curse?The self that shouldn't have appeared here in the first place, the self that shouldn't exist, no matter how careful you are, will inevitably harm yourself...involving others?Who is this time?Thirteen, Hua Cheng, or...

The emperor's heart is unpredictable, she is just a little court lady, her life is like nothing, if she wants to deal with it, why do she need any reason?
If so, feel at ease...

Inadvertently, I touched that paperweight, picked it up and stroked it lightly, the whole body was dark green, with snow-white imprints, as if I saw the young man in plain long gown under the begonia flowers outside Hanshan Temple, with a gentle smile and unrestrained flair, reminding me of the melodious bell of Hanshan Temple. The sound, Xu Yuan's melody rhyme.

She smiled slightly, and the cold wind hit, and she couldn't help shrinking back.

A voice behind said: "Sister, this Fangshi is unique."

Mo Yu turned around when he heard the sound, Rong Hua was standing behind him with a smile, and also smiled at her.

Ronghua's smile was not as gentle and soft as before, but rather a bit of a smug expression.

Seeing Mo Yu's indifferent smile to herself, Rong Hua turned around and walked back to the door and gently closed the door, and slowly walked to the table, her smile became more and more strange: "Sister, after such a big change, is so calm and composed, it's beyond me unexpected."

What is she going to do with such a strange description, Mo Yu wondered in her heart, but she still didn't stop her hands, and said lightly: "If it's not like this, what can we do? It's not up to us to think about it."

"Us? Sister can just say 'I'." Rong Hua said coldly, "I'm different from my sister. What I hate most is resignation to fate."

"What I hate the most is resignation to fate", Mo Yu was taken aback, this sentence seemed familiar, he had said that before.

(End of this chapter)