Dressed as a canary pampered by the Ninth Prince

Seeing Mo Yan sinking into depression, Fu Yuan said, "Actually, I am the same as you, and I also like Your Highness."

Mo Yan sneered, "Of course you like him, he loves you so much, and gave you a status above ordinary people, as well as inexhaustible glory and wealth." The implication is that Fu Yuan's liking is nothing more than Vulgar things are utilitarian and cannot be generalized with his.Fu Yuan shook his head, he took the hot tea handed over by the maid, took a sip, and said: "So what, I admit that compared with His Highness, I cling to him in everything, but he also needs me sometimes, the two sides' relationship Emotions do not depend on external financial resources or anything else, although Fu Yuan is a male favourite, he is never ashamed of himself or despises himself."

After the sound of the piano under his hand paused, Mo Yan sarcastically said: "No way, if you smear the mud in the swamp with gold leaf, you really think you are a piece of gold."

"No, what I mean is that even in the future, Fu Yuan will no longer have the "scenery" he has today, and he will still look like this. The status of Yao'an Wang's male favorite has indeed allowed me to live a life of luxury. , but even without it, Fu Yuan is still Fu Yuan." Fu Yuan was not offended by these few words, but spoke frankly, and handed the hot tea he had poured to Mo Yan, "This Biluochun is refreshing I hope Mr. Mo will not hesitate to taste the results, please."

After taking the teacup, Mo Yan's eyes flashed with complexity. After these few days of getting along, he found that he still couldn't see through the person in front of him. He is a pet, so he satirized him unceremoniously at the beginning, but this person can always resolve it easily, making him a joke being played in the palm of his hand.

Even the courtship in front of His Highness yesterday was pretended by this man. In fact, his calm, wise and foolish attitude is his real appearance.

He seemed to suddenly understand why His Highness is so obsessed with him, such a small and exquisite character is indeed easily bewitched by him.

Forget it, things have come to this, what else can I do?He gave a wry smile.

"Speaking of which, why Mr. Mo was assassinated is related to Putuo in the leader competition?" Fu Yuan asked suspiciously.

Just said that this person is smart, then asked such a stupid question in a blink of an eye, Mo Yan said: "So what if it is, so what if it is not, are these related to Mr. Fu?"

In fact, it is not difficult to guess this point. Fu Yuan can even guess who Putuo is. Earlier in Xuyang Tower, a dance of the Western Regions, plus the coincidence of Putuo's appearance, is clear enough.

He held up the teacup in his hand, "Mr. Mo sacrificed so much for His Highness, Fu Yuan replaces the wine with tea, and here is a toast to you."

Mo Yan glanced at him impatiently, and said: "Why do you need your respect?" But he also took a sip of hot tea, "His Highness and I are close friends, besides, Naputuo and Nan Zihe are really evenly matched , I vote for anyone, it cannot be counted as fraud.”

Looking up at the high wall outside the Xian Pavilion, although the Yao'an Palace is good, it seems like a huge golden cage, and he, Mo Yan, really doesn't want to stay longer, "I will ask His Highness to resign in the future. , Thank you Mr. Fu for taking care of me."

"Where." He was finally able to return to the building, Fu Yuan thought, but the time spent with Mo Yan, he would not find it boring. He showed a tense attitude, Fu Yuan would be very happy to make him a friend.

"I don't know where Mr. Mo is going after he leaves the palace?" He asked.

"I don't know, I'm afraid this capital city can't stay for a while, maybe I will go east to see the customs and customs elsewhere." Without the initial hostility, Mo Yan became more approachable. He is not a proud and arrogant person. , if not, he would not have become friends with Yan Rongzhen.

This is going to visit the world. To be honest, Fu Yuan is also a little envious when talking about this. He imagined his situation after leaving the palace, which is probably the same as Mo Yan's idea.

"Then I will first wish Mr. Mo smooth sailing and good health in everything."

"Thank you." Mo Yan raised his head slightly, and a little inspiration suddenly appeared in his heart. He put his hands on the strings again, and a leisurely movement was played.

The sound of the piano is continuous, neither rush nor fast, not abrupt in this quiet rain pavilion, but seems to complement the surrounding tranquility, making people feel refreshed.

Fu Yuan listened carefully, but Mo Yan inadvertently saw his envious eyes, secretly amused, and after the song was over, Fang asked: "I still don't know, where did Mr. Fu come from before the palace?"

Good question, he didn't know about this either, Fu Yuan shook his head, and just continued the matter of amnesia to the end, "I don't remember any of them."

Anyway, why did you ask yourself this, Mo Yan asked again: "Mr. Fu is interested in playing the piano?"

"Yes." When he was a child, Fu Yuan also learned it, which also let him know that he really has no talent in this area.

"Come on, I'll teach you."

Hearing this, Fu Yuan was surprised, "Mr. Mo, you..."

"Why, do you think I'm that petty person, or think that with Mo Yan's aptitude, I can't teach you."

"Of course not." Fu Yuan quickly denied, "It's just that Fu Yuan is stupid."

"Hmph." Mo Yan chuckled, "I think Mr. Fu is very smart, otherwise he wouldn't be by His Highness's side, like a fish in water."

Knowing that this was Mo Yan's insinuation again, Fu Yuan stopped talking and just leaned forward to ask for advice.

Hold Fu Yuan's five fingers in his hand and help him adjust the position of each finger. Mo Yan naturally knows that he may not learn much this afternoon, but Fu Yuan is always with him these days, just acting as a bystander The character, I am afraid it is also boring.

I saw light flicks between fingers, the sound of the piano was loose and deep, and far away, Fu Yuan's eyes lit up, and he smiled at Mo Yan, like a rich man who is ignorant of the world, his face is full of ignorance.

Mo Yan frowned, and said bluntly: "Your Highness is a person who is about to achieve great things, and your existence is just a stain after his success. I think you should understand this." Looking at him with a smile, his heart was disturbed for a moment. Although he already knew what Fu Yuan's fate would be in the future, he had inexplicably started to hesitate.

Fu Yuan was startled, and when he raised his eyes again, Mo Yan's eyes were no longer on him, but he was only focusing on the strings under his hands, as if the words were just words that he didn't care about, and he didn't need to pay attention.

"Yuan'er, come here!" Suddenly there was a loud shout from behind, Fu Yuan thought something was wrong, it was already Xu time, and he forgot to meet Yan Rongzhen at the gate of the mansion, turned his head and saw a tall figure Standing not far away, with a dark gold silk robe wrapped around his waist, Kun Ze looked at him and Mo Yan with sharp phoenix eyes, gloomy as water.