After Mo Zhaqin left, Tsing Yi walked back to the backstage feebly. At this time, there was no one in the backstage, but Uncle Fu was left alone.

Tsing Yi sat weakly in front of the dressing table, sighing softly.

Uncle Fu knew that the young master was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to say anything when he stood aside, he just watched his heart and tried his best to calm down his mood.

"He's gone?" Tsing Yi said lightly.

Uncle Fu raised his head, smiled wryly and then said softly: "The young master's words are so decisive, how can he continue to stay in this place?"

"Let's go, I'm tired of chattering in my ears all day long." Tsing Yi picked up a wet towel and continued to wipe off the unfinished oil paint on his face.

Uncle Fu sighed, walked behind Tsing Yi, and asked tentatively: "Young master, Mr. Su is actually too good to you, so why does the young master want to..."

Tsing Yi stopped the movements of his hands, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mystery like mist that made it difficult to see clearly, after a moment of silence, he murmured: "Uncle Fu, you forgot, before your parents leave, you have to remind me a lot , What is lacking in the Zuifeng Tower is a young lady."

"Oh, master, the master and wife have been separated for ten years, how can you take what you said ten years ago now as true?" Uncle Fu said helplessly, "Master, could it be that you would rather throw yourself into the arms of that foreign king to save Mo Lingfeng?" , and don’t want to spend more time to see how many people around you are paying for you without complaint or regret?”

"Uncle Fu, could it be that he bought you?" Tsing Yi turned his head and asked curiously.

Uncle Fu's face remained unchanged, and he said calmly: "Master, you can go and inquire about the ups and downs of the Zuifeng Tower. Could it be that everyone has been bribed by him?"

"Master, when your opinion is at odds with everyone around you, shouldn't you consider whether it is your fault or the fault of others?" Uncle Fu turned and left the dressing room after finishing speaking, but left Tsing Yi behind. One person sat there stupidly.

Su Tan, who returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion from the Zuifeng Tower, seemed to be a different person. He used to like to call friends, eat, drink and have fun, but now he always locks himself in the house alone and does not come out. No one is allowed to enter his house while eating.

During the day, the servant would leave the food at the door, and he would bring it in himself, and then put the empty bowl outside the door for someone to clean up.

Because of this matter, Prime Minister Su was often angry. He always said that Su Tan was not as worry-free as Su Zi, and he was not as broad-minded as Su Zi.

Su Tan has long been tired of hearing these words since he was a child. In his father's eyes, he seemed to be the daughter who was kept in captivity at home, and Su Zi should be a son who was able to do well outside.

"Hey, have you heard that our lady is going to recruit a husband." Outside Su Tan's door, there was a discussion among several young maids.

"Hey, who is it this time?"

"Isn't that the second son? Who else is there in Miss's heart besides him?"

"How did you know that?"

"Hey, that's what Mei Qing from Miss's room said. She also said that this time the Second Prince came to our Prime Minister's Mansion behind the door. Tell me, why is the Emperor so willing to let the Second Prince marry this time?"

"Hush, keep your voice down, talk about the emperor behind your back, aren't you afraid of death penalty?"

"Oh, don't say it, I won't say it."

The voices of the two little girls got farther and farther away. Although what they said was unintentional, they were clearly heard by Su Tan who had been standing behind the door.

The matter between Chi Mo and the emperor has long been spread all over the city. If it were before, Hua Yun would never let others know about his relationship with Chi Mo, because he has not married a wife yet, but now he seems to have She has no scruples at all, and even wants to let everyone in the world know her relationship with Chi Mo.

What is this emperor trying to do?Su Tan didn't know, but he understood that if he didn't know about it, no one else would know about it, especially about Chi Mo.

At this time, Mo Lingfeng was in the palace. At this time, the emperor agreed to Su Zi's request for marriage, obviously with some special intentions, but whether the intention was aimed at Chi Mo or Mo Lingfeng, Su Tan didn't know, but He knew that he should tell Tsing Yi, especially at this time, but he has already left now, how could he go back again, isn't he humiliated by him enough?

Thinking of this, Su Tan has already begun to hesitate, he turned his head to look at the words on the row of rice paper on the ground - Tsing Yi.

The ground was covered with rice paper everywhere, and there was no way to get down. Su Tan himself could only walk cautiously in the gaps. He originally wanted to forget Tsing Yi, but he couldn't stop writing after he stroked it. It was all Tsing Yi, and the name was burned into his heart like a knife, and it couldn't be erased no matter what.

……

Chi Mo still went to listen to Mo Lingfeng playing the piano on time every day, and watched Mo Lingfeng and Hu Fei rubbing each other's ears every day. He always carried the fan with him, not for any other reason, but because the fan could cover up the zither when necessary. own embarrassment.

Mo Lingfeng's piano skills have indeed improved after discussing with Hu Fei, but everyone has never heard of Mo Zhaqin's piano skills, so no one dares to make a conclusion that Mo Lingfeng must be He will win, but fortunately he is still very confident, until his younger brother Mo Lingyun came to tell him that Yu Lin's health is not good, and he is afraid that he will die soon. The moment he heard the news, his body was like a mountain. He just collapsed on the ground, but fortunately, Chi Mo on the side was quick and supported him in time.

"How could this be? Isn't mother always in good health?" Mo Lingfeng asked anxiously, leaning on Chi Mo's arm.

Mo Lingyun lowered his head, not daring to look into Mo Lingfeng's eyes, and murmured: "Brother, we actually don't know, a few days ago she kept saying that she had a headache and was always dizzy, and we didn't take it seriously After all, aunt's body was not very good before, so the big guy just said casually to ask the doctor to come and have a look, but I didn't expect to wake up this morning, and the person is not good. "

Mo Lingfeng's eyes darkened, and he passed out immediately.

Chi Mo was very nervous, he picked up Mo Lingfeng, rushed to the bedroom, and carefully placed him on the bed.

While pinching Mo Lingfeng's person, he held his hand tightly, as if he was going to fly if he was not careful.

"Don't sleep, wake up." Chi Mo's voice trembled a little, because his heart was already trembling.

Mo Lingfeng looked lifeless lying on the bed, his tightly closed eyes, thin lips, pale cheeks, and the high bridge of the nose that never gets greasy, should have made people palpitate. But at this time, there was a faint sadness, pulling Chi Mo's heart as if he had walked into winter.

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