So Hard To Marry The Target

Three years, enough to make her this talented person from an outsider who doesn't know much to become an old fox in the court. Her cheap father is becoming more and more lazy, and almost all the memorials are thrown to her and master.

If it wasn't for cheap dad taking medicine every day, and if it wasn't for her watching cheap dad getting better day by day, she really didn't want to learn so fast.

She knew the plot and that if she learned what she should learn one day, she would be left behind. Fortunately, she changed his mind after all.

It's just

Master is not here today

It means that she has to read all the memorials by herself

It's hard to think about it

Si Muxi sits in front of the desk, with an open Memorial in front of her. Looking at the memorial, she sighs more than once.

Even Qiu Zhi, who was waiting beside him, couldn't look down. "Your Highness, have you forgotten that Lord Mo is going to prepare the wedding process in a month."

The implication is that master Mo is probably busy elsewhere now, and it's normal not to be in Weiyang palace.

Seeing that someone finally dares to talk to him, Si Muxi puts down her brush. "No, I think Shifu is angry. I teased him like that last night..."

Qiuzhi peeks at them. They are very noble. Sometimes they are just like a child's highness. She knelt behind the screen last night and naturally heard a lot of things.

Can only say, their highness, mischievous rise really ordinary people can't stop. Only pity their future uncle, be so tossed, just can endure.

She didn't dare to look up, but she could hear the things that were not strange to her. After all, she used to follow the emperor. It's not proper for a man to be teased like that.

But... It's no one else

"Don't worry, your highness. Lord Mo won't be angry. For a long time, Lord Mo has been spoiling you. " Qiuzhi comforts.

Not angry

No wonder

Si Mu Xi sits in front of the dining table, holding chopsticks and sighing for the first time. Sitting beside her, Si Yu couldn't laugh or cry, "Muxi, it's not good to have dinner with dad?"

"Shifu is not here..." with Shifu, you don't need to sigh.

She hasn't seen the master for a day. Although she also felt that Shifu would not be angry, she would feel sad if Shifu wanted to avoid her.

Marriage has become a foregone conclusion, but she is in love with that person, naturally hope to see him, pester him to accompany her to dinner.

Si Yu laughs, even if he knows that only master is the most important in his heart, he can't help being jealous at this time“ Mu Xi, don't forget that Mo yuan promised the ministers that he would be ready to get married in a month. He will be very busy. "

"But I can't help but have dinner." Si Muxi continued to sigh.

"..." that's enough. He's also her father. Why didn't he see her and care about him when he was not at Weiyang palace for dinner.

Father and daughter are very silent after dinner, division Mu Xi a head into the study, also did not intend to listen to her cheap father bullshit.

When Mo yuan came back, he stepped into the gate of Weiyang palace with one foot and was told that his little girl was waiting for him in the study.

His little girl is waiting for him in the study?

But now, the little girl should have gone to bed.

Although the heart has doubt, Mo yuan still quickly steps toward the study. In the corridor near the study, he slowed down after all, thinking that the little girl should be sleeping.

Guarding the door of the study, it turned out that it was the maid in waiting for the little girl.

Mo yuan sighed and quickened his steps, but there was still no sound of footsteps. He knows the martial arts of his little girl. If he doesn't use his internal power, she may wake up before he gets near.

Sure enough, in the study, there was a candlelight jump, and the little girl dressed in red, with delicate face, lay on the table, pillow her arm, breathing steadily.

Quietly approaching, Mo Yuan went to the girl's side, reached out and bent over, and picked up the little girl.

The little man opened his eyes subconsciously and took a look.

Si Muxi only saw the face that was very close to her. As always, her face was cold. Her head was still fuzzy. After she confirmed that it was the master, she closed her eyes, put her hand around the man's neck and went on sleeping.Mo yuan can't laugh or cry, but he also steadily carries the girl back to her room. The girl may be really sleepy this time, she didn't pester him.

Cover the quilt on the girl, Mo yuan sits by the bed, quietly looking at the girl's beautiful sleeping face. He always knew that his little girl was good-looking, but he still didn't expect that his girl could be so good-looking.

Her finger is slightly itchy, and Mo yuan obeys her true thoughts. She reaches out and caresses her cheek carefully. The skin in her palm is delicate, and her ruddy mouth should be the most delicate place. The Mou light gradually becomes deep, Mo yuan smiles bitterly, stoops to kiss the corner of the girl's mouth, and gets up to leave.

He expected his little girl to grow up, but he forgot that when she grew up, it would be him who would suffer. When she was young, no matter how he hugged her or how close he was to her, he would not have any dirty ideas.

And now

Just watching makes him feel bad.

Obviously, he is not the kind of over energetic boy.

Leaving the little girl's bedroom, Mo Yuan went to the octagonal pavilion alone. The man guarding the octagonal pavilion was dismissed. He lifted his robe and sat down. He took out the letter he received today from his arms.

Every once in a while, he would receive letters from Castle Peak, but he never replied. But sometimes the little girl would reply to the letter from Castle Peak

Lu Yan

Si Muxi could guess that her master would take her back to her bedroom when she returned to Weiyang palace, so she read in her study and went to sleep without any psychological pressure.

But she didn't expect that when she woke up the next morning, the first person she saw was Shifu.

The man is still dressed in white, and the young man is as gentle as jade.

Si Mu Xi rubbed her eyes, kicked off the quilt and called out to master obediently. She sat cross knee on the bed, and the man sitting on the edge of the bed only an arm's distance, but this time, she did not coquetry, no nonsense.

Because the man's expression is too tangled.

A letter was handed to Si Muxi.

After reading the letter, Si Muxi understood why her master was gloomy