Chapter 23: Start reading

Bian Rongzhi left somehow, Chu Yu was inexplicably left in place, even though he was holding a book in his hand, he could not see a word.
She thought about it, she couldn't figure it out, she could not let go of her anger. According to theory, her place in the house was almost under Princess Shanyin, everyone else, not even the horse. According to You Lan, tolerant is usually generous to others, and does not look like a careful person.
She just took 桓 away from her home, and didn't say what great benefits she would give him, so that she wouldn't be able to tolerate even such a small matter?
Everywhere I want to go, I unknowingly sway the sun westward. Xi Zhao breaks into the room through the window, hits the pages of the book and Chu Yu's hands, and illuminates Ru Yu's fingers with a light golden light. Chu Yu knows herself In this state, I ca n’t read the book anymore. Only temporarily put down, returned to Dongshangge for dinner, washed again, and the sky was completely dark.
Chu Yu remembers that tomorrow is the day to attend the poetry meeting agreed with Pei Shu, and she does n’t want to sleep too late, so she walks back to the bedroom to sleep. The weird blue wink.
I pushed the door open, and Chu Yu just as usual these days told Youlan to stop waiting and enter the room to close the door with his backhand.
There is no light in the room, but Chu Yu has already remembered the location of the furnishings these days. She walked to the bed without discrimination, and touched her waist to prepare to undress and go to bed. But before she started, she smelled something in the air. A touch of warm, silky, if absent aroma.
Chu Yu frowned. Originally, the bedroom was lit by incense, but Chu Yu closed the doors and windows when the incense was scented, and the air was not flowing, and her body was full of fragrance and was not used to it. The fragrance gradually dissipated down the room. Unexpectedly now, when she smelled it again, she wanted to ask someone to come in and ask, but suddenly she remembered that the fragrance did not seem to be incense, and she seemed to have smelled it somewhere.
After a moment of contemplation, Chu Yu narrowed her eyes, and faintly saw that there was a human-shaped bulge under her quilt on her bed, dimly in the room.
Chu Yu watched for a while silently, walked to the wall to light the lamps hanging on the wall, and it was not a bright yellow light, which immediately filled the entire room, and let Chu Yu see the person on the bed clearly, the whole body With his head almost buried in the quilt, only soft black silk like silk satin was exposed, laying on the bed.
Wu Chuyu walked back to the bed, hands around her chest, and said lightly, "Come out."
The man slowly got up, as Chu Yu expected, but it was ink fragrance. The unique aroma on his body had no semicolon. If she didn't smell the aroma, she wouldn't be aware of someone on the bed.
Mo Xiang's posture stood up lazily, and silk was slipped along the movement of his rise. A little, revealing a smooth neck, round shoulders, slender arms, and a thin and flexible waist. His skin was white as jade, with a look It seems like a dream but not a dream. The narrow and long phoenix eyes are full of water, flowing with amazing charm, accompanied by the fragrance of the whole body, it is a natural stunner.
But Chu Yu wasn't moved, just stared at him indifferently, Mo Xiang seemed to be able to feel what she thought, bit her bright lips, her eyes were half-dropped and she was sobbing, but tears didn't fall out, With only eyes in his eyes, he lightly opened his lips and said, "Princess, it's already these days. Do you really not want to burn ink at all?"
Wu Chuyu frowned and did not speak.
Moxiang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and a drop of crystalline tears suddenly fell down: "Moxiang is very scared. Moxiang was originally a plaything sent by his master. He has nothing to do except serve the master. If the princess does not want it, Moxiang would not know what to do How do you get on your own? Will the princess get tired of giving the incense to others? "
Chu Yuyuan wanted to scold him, but when he saw that his body was trembling slightly, he could not hold himself anymore, and his heart was still soft, and he said softly, "Although you can rest assured, although I am no longer greedy ... the matter of the bedside, it will never be so Treat you, if you really do n’t want to leave, there will be one day for me, one day for Princess Mansion, you will not lose your food and clothing, even if you want to live here for a lifetime, "she sighed, watching the situation This Moxiang also suffered a lot, so she felt so insecure. She even managed to crawl to her bed, hoping to use her body to fight for something.
She finally sent away Mo Xiang, who was so grateful, that Chu Yu called the guard and asked, "How did you let him in?" Didn't she announce that she shouldn't let men in easily? Fortunately, this is Mo Xiang. If it is a murderous person, stab it in while she is sleeping ...
The guard said reverently, "It was Rong Gongzi who brought him in. We thought it meant a princess."
For a moment silently, Chu Chuyu nodded, and called the maid to change the bed quilt full of ink and body fragrance. When she finally lay in bed, she was tired.
Although there is still a lot of puzzles in her heart, but tiredness strikes with darkness, Chu Yu slowly sleeps.
Uh ...
Mo Xiang wrapped his body in a thin shirt. When he walked out of the East Pavilion, his face was still dark, but when he entered the West Pavilion, his expression changed suddenly. If Chu Yu was here, he would be surprised. Then, at this moment, Mo Xiang and charming eyes were steady and firm. Although the body was weak, it seemed to contain indestructible toughness.
Yin Xiang Court of Luxi Shangge was Mo Xiang's residence. He also had a male pet with him, but he had already left.
I walked closer to the main house of Yinxiang Garden. Inside the house was a man standing with his back to Moxiang, and his white clothes dangled from the ground. His figure was lonely and cold, and in the darkness, it seemed like floating ice and snow.
Qi Moxiang stepped forward, half-knelt behind the man, and said, "I've seen Rong Gongzi."
The man turned around, bent over and lifted Mo Xiang: "Speaking many times, no matter in private or outside, don't do this gift to me." It is not possible to be outside, it is not necessary here.
角 The soft, faint smile was holding the corners of his mouth, and the dark eyes were unfathomable.
It is tolerance.