The princess pushes her close to a woman

After returning from Princess Wanyi's residence, Shen Qingluo was listless for several days, and couldn't cheer up Dabai who offered to throw himself into his arms.Mo Li saw it, and secretly ran to find Song Ci, hoping that he could accompany the princess to relax.

When she went, Song Ci was copying the copybook she brought from the study. She focused on the brush in the hand of the copybook in her eyes. Shang Teng couldn't help wiping it, so he couldn't pay attention to Mo Li.

Seeing that she was concentrating, Mo Li didn't dare to disturb her, and waited for more than an hour before Song Ci completed it in one go and put away the pen.

Before the case, Song Ci carefully examined the handwriting in her hand, her cold and indifferent brows were full of subtle joy. She liked the calligraphy of this former calligrapher very much, and she never got his copybook after searching for several years, but she didn't want to know it. Saw it in Shen Qingluo's study.

She has been copying for several days, but today it is particularly smooth and has achieved some results. The finished product is still readable, at least it has seven or eight parts of the original post.

"My son-in-law, wipe off your sweat," Mo Li seized the opportunity and walked forward with a wet handkerchief.

Hearing the sound, Song Ci raised his eyes to look at her, the smile on his lips hadn't restrained, and Mo Li's eyes were dazzled.She thinks, the Buddha who smiles at the flowers, the most touching thing is that he is out of the hustle and bustle, aloof, ruthless, desireless and unmoved by all things, but only for the undisguised joy of the epiphyllum that appears in his eyes...

Buddha's grace, may I ask, who does not envy?And who has no intention of being the epiphyllum in his eyes?

Mo Li was stunned, stared blankly at Song Ci, and murmured: "My son-in-law, you are so pretty..."

Song Ci put down a page of rice paper in his hand, raised his hand to gently wipe off the thin sweat on his forehead, nodded apologetically and said, "Sorry, I kept Miss Moli waiting for so long, I don't know why the girl came here?"

Her voice was as clear as spring water, cold and clear just right, even if she cleared her mind, she would not be offended. Mo Li recovered from her chaotic obsession, and lowered her head in a panic.When explaining the purpose of coming, she caught a glimpse of the handwriting on the table from the corner of her eye, and her eyes lit up immediately. If she gave it to the princess, the princess would be very happy.

She secretly raised her eyelids and glanced at Song Ci who was in deep thought, her expression moved slightly, and she tentatively said, "Master, the copybook you copied has a strong character..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Ci couldn't help but curled his lips slightly, and said with a slight smile: "If Miss Mo Li likes it, then take it."

"How dare the servants..."

Mo Li pretended to decline, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face, and her big piercing eyes were full of joy.

"It doesn't matter." Song Ci carefully picked up the copybook and handed it over, "Take it if you like it. I will continue to practice when I have time."

If she kept this copybook here, she might not be able to write a better one...

"Then... I will accept it, thank you son-in-law." The ink on it was not dry yet, and Mo Li happily took it and held it in her hand, being extra careful not to damage it.

"You're welcome."

Song Ci watched her go out, and the joy in her heart caused by the copybook faded away. Mo Li, a confused girl, probably forgot her original intention of coming, and just left, and she still had no time to give an answer...

She knew that Shen Qingluo's melancholy was the worried princess Wanyi, and she sighed slightly in her heart. She has no children and her husband is not good, and the concubine's room is restless and trying to overwhelm her wife. It is hopeless.

It's just that Shen Baizhi is different, she is the emperor's aunt, the noble eldest princess, she is not someone who can't help herself.

It's hard to persuade the damned ghost with good words, great compassion can't save people from death, even the Buddhist school can save all living beings, and the way can't save people who don't have a destiny.

Why miss?Princess Wanyi is the one who has no fate. She has too much ignorance and obsession in her heart. She must first save herself before she can be saved by God...

Thinking of Shen Baizhi's words when she left, she thought about it, maybe Shen Baizhi just missed the chance to save herself.

Shen Qingluo didn't know how to help Shen Baizhi, and she, Song Ci, didn't know how to accompany Shen Qingluo to relax.

Song Ci, who paced and followed to the corridor, said in a low voice, then quietly watched Mo Li clumsily close the door of the small courtyard with one hand, and soon walked out from under the eaves, she quietly Go back to the room.

Spread the rice paper, grind and moisten the pen, but when I write the pen, my heart is confused...

Shen Qingluo's various favors towards her surfaced one by one, even though the starting point was to avoid suspicion and keep a distance, it seemed that she shouldn't be left alone to be depressed, frowning, frowning, it would be too cold-blooded.

Song Ci got up and walked out, maybe she could comfort Shen Qingluo as a friend.

At the same time, Shen Qingluo also suddenly stood up from the chair, and said with joy, "I thought of it!"

The emperor's aunt is unwilling to make peace with Zhao Zimo, so I can try my best to make Zhao Zimo's prodigal son turn back. I can't pretend to be deaf and dumb, and do nothing, right?

But in what way?Shen Qingluo frowned and pondered, she didn't have a clue for the time being, she leaned on the back of the chair and sat down again, this matter was of great importance, she had to think about it carefully and come up with a perfect plan.

Out of the door, Mo Li came in panting, and shouted: "Princess, princess, do you see what good things this servant brought you?"

Shen Qingluo raised his head, looked at her, and said lazily: "Li'er, you have no rules anymore, how many times have I told you, if you come in without permission, I will fine you a monthly fee."

"Don't worry, princess, this servant has brought you some good things. Take a look. Not only will you not be punished for keeping them, but you will even be rewarded."

Her tone was full of complacency and pride, Shen Qingluo reached out to pick it up, but Mo Li took it back with lightning speed.

"Pear..."

Shen Qingluo narrowed his eyes, stared at Mo Li threateningly, and said quietly: "Li'er, you are getting more and more courageous, how dare you play tricks on me."

"How dare you, slave girl?" Mo Li seemed to be accustomed to it, with a bright smile, "Princess, you might as well guess what this is. I promise you, you will be so happy that you won't be able to sleep."

"Oh? What is it?" Shen Qingluo became interested, and his eyes wandered back and forth between Mo Li's face and hands.

"Guess what, it's meaningless for a servant to say it." With her hands behind her hands, Mo Li was ready to tease Shen Qingluo, but she soon saw that Shen Qingluo's face was unhappy, as if she was gathering strength to snatch it, she quickly made amends: " Would you like me to remind you?" I thought, the princess's patience is too bad.

This made sense, Shen Qingluo was satisfied, she lowered her head and casually played with her little finger, said casually: "Yes."

But her ears were pricked up, waiting for Mo Li's next words.

"The Concubine"

Mo Li only reminded three words, and Shen Qing Luoteng stood up suddenly, his tone full of unbelievable excitement, "Li'er, you said it was Song Ci's thing?"

Under her gaze, Mo Li nodded with a suppressed smile, "Does the princess still want to punish the slaves?"

Shen Qingluo shook his head, stretched out his hand to Moli with a little urgency, and urged: "Give it to me quickly, and I will let you break into my bedroom in the future."

"No, the princess wants to guess first, and the servant will give it to you if she guesses it."

As Mo Li said, she took a few steps back, she was thinking of teasing Shen Qingluo, and naturally she didn't want to let Shen Qingluo get it so easily.

After hearing her words, Shen Qingluo began to think, what could that thin page be?Could it be...

Immediately, she felt that her face was a little dry and hot, and she looked at Mo Li for a long time before she opened her lips and said, "Is it Song Ci's love poem for Bengong?"

"Eh..." Mo Li felt her scalp tingling, and now she was in a difficult situation. What if the princess was disappointed when she saw that it wasn't what she thought, and what if she became unhappy?

Seeing her embarrassed expression, Shen Qingluo understood that he had guessed wrong, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and asked without thinking: "What is that? Could it be a divorce letter?"

Mo Li hurriedly shook her head and said, "No, no, princess, don't think too much," she said, stuffing the rice paper into Shen Qingluo's hands like throwing a hot yam, "It's written by the son-in-law, I think you will like it .”

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