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In the 29th year of Qingfeng, the seventh day of September.

In autumn, the sky is high and the air is crisp.

Huai'an Shizi's 20-year-old weak crown's birthday is also the day when he returned to Beijing to report on his duties in the first year of his service in the army.

Yunjing, Prince Yu's Mansion.

Yu Huai'an rejected all the gatherings, and was alone in the courtyard, sitting under the green cypress tree with closed eyes and resting his mind.

The lush branches and leaves of the green cypress trees above the head completely cover all the sunlight in the afternoon, only a little slanted light is faintly leaked from the branches, and it hits the rocking chair little by little.

The person on the chair was lying on his side with his back facing the courtyard door, his hair of black hair spread out randomly, hanging down his back and waist, covering most of that figure.

Baolai pushed open the courtyard door and entered, and saw the man under the tree at a glance, looking wanton and lazy but lifeless.

"Ugh……"

Since he returned from the military camp and returned to Beijing to report on his duties, the son of the world has been extremely decadent. If he didn't know that he would die if he didn't eat or drink, he might have even given up his basic food.

"My lord, it's getting dark, and the dinner party is about to start. The prince has sent a message to ask you to dress up and go there immediately."

The person in the rocking chair didn't move a muscle.

Baolai was not discouraged and continued to shout: "Master, you went out to show your face anyway. How can you say today is your weak crown's birthday, and the princes and princesses outside came to congratulate, even the ministers..."

"go out."

A low, hoarse voice came from under the chair.

Yu Huai'an slowly raised his head, and his body lying on his side slowly stretched out. He was holding the handle of the chair with his right hand, pushing forward to sit up.

Turning his head, his eyes were as cold as water, "This son is only a birthday."

"Master——"

Baolai let out an exclamation, quite frightened.

He had never seen his master like this!

Yu Huai'an's entire face became extremely rosy due to being buried in his arms for a long time, and his breathing was not smooth.However, his complexion was very pale, and with the unhealed wounds on his body, he looked very weak.

It was such a face that seemed to be extremely weak, with a pair of eyes that were completely red, and there seemed to be a flame burning continuously in the eyes.

And in the corner of his eyes, there was a faint trace of tears, which was shocking.

*

"Xiao Qi, you can just walk around in this yard, don't wander around at will, Prince Yu's Mansion is no more than the backyard of our own mansion, don't bump into others."

"I know, don't worry, Dad."

With his father's consent, Mo Qi finally showed his first smiling face after entering the palace tonight.

She waved her little hand towards Mo Yunxiu, raised her skirt and walked happily towards the back garden of Prince Yu's Mansion.

Tonight is the 20th birthday banquet of Yu Huai'an, the eldest son of Prince Yu's Mansion. Because of his parents' prominent status and extraordinary status, there were countless people who came to the Palace to congratulate him.

The prince and princess, the powerful and noble...

Like her father, Mo Yunxiu, who is an idler in the Imperial Academy, the reason why she can come here is entirely because of the prominent status of the entire Mo family.

And she followed, but because the elder sisters above did not want to miss this opportunity, the old lady of the Mo family didn't want to favor one another, so she asked Mo Yunxiu to bring her along.

……

Mo Qi found a pavilion in the back garden, the night was hazy and the climate was cool and refreshing, so she simply nestled in the pavilion and fell asleep there.

She was drowsy, and she felt a coldness on her face, as if wet raindrops were falling.

Startled, Mo Qi suddenly opened his eyes.

Unexpectedly, he met a pair of eyes full of complex emotions.

"Ah Seven..."

Yu Huai'an cried unconsciously, stepped forward with trembling hands, and caressed the unfamiliar and immature face in front of him.

"Snapped--"

Mo Qi slapped her backhand, the disgust and contempt in her eyes made no effort to hide it.

She gave the man in front of her a cold look, turned around and walked out of the pavilion.

*

Early the next morning.

The son of Huai'an came to Mofu.

Swear frankly: I will not marry Mo Qi in this life!

Mrs. Mo's face was embarrassing, she was extremely forbearing, and sent Yuhuai'an away politely.

Turning around, his face was gloomy, and he ordered Mo Qi to be called.

"What the hell is going on? When did you and Shizi meet, and why did he treat you... Simply, simply..."

Mo Zhifeng, the seventh child of the Mo family, is only eight years old this year, so he is still a child.

however!

Huai'an Shizi of Prince Yu's Mansion just fell in love with this little girl who was 12 years younger than him.

Due to the twists and turns and entanglements, Mrs. Mo had no choice but to make up a big drama.

Mo Qi was stunned for a moment.

She didn't know what happened at all, "Grandma, I don't know the son of Huai'an."

"You are still quibbling, he clearly said that you met in the pavilion last night."

"..."

After being silent for a while, Mo Qi said quietly: "I should have encountered a snake spirit disease!"

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