Kite falling into red dust

After doing all this, he turned around and left.But Murong Mingyu suddenly took his hand, and murmured indistinctly: "Hong...Young Master Hongyuan..."

Mo Yuan's eyebrows twitched, he didn't break free immediately, but put his hand back under the quilt, and then gently pulled out his hand.

However, as soon as he took out his hand, Murong Mingyu grabbed it again, and then pulled him into the quilt.

I just heard him muttering: "Young Master Hongyuan, your hands are always cold, put them under the blanket and let me warm you up...Huh? Why are your hands so hot today?"

Mo Yuan quickly pulled out his hand.

Murong Mingyu finally let him go and didn't grab his hand again.But still muttering to himself in a daze: "Ben Gong said, why don't you want to ask your father to let you out of the palace? You... Are you reluctant to part with the glory and wealth in the palace? I can also give it to you." You! No, Mr. Hongyuan won't be such a worldly person, no..."

Listening to his talking to himself, Mo Yuan's brows became more and more wrinkled.He turned around suddenly and left without looking back.

When he came to the courtyard wall, he quickly jumped up and jumped out easily.

Although he was not as good as that person, his lightness kung fu was not weak, and it was not difficult to sneak into the palace music workshop without the eyes and ears of all the guards and maids.

At this time, most of the people in the band have fallen asleep.

He hadn't been here before, so he opened the doors of the wing rooms where the musicians lived to check one by one.

The moment the seventh door was pushed open, a burst of lilac fragrance immediately hit the nostrils, not the strong and pungent fragrance of the pollen rubbed by the girl, but a very natural and elegant fragrance.

The room was tidy and tidy. There were some jewelry, rouge and gouache on a dressing table, and a few brightly colored clothes hung on the hangers.

He immediately judged that this was a girl's boudoir and wanted to leave immediately.

But before he closed the door, he inadvertently glanced at where the bed was.The curtain was not drawn, and through the moonlight, he could clearly see the indistinguishably beautiful face of the person sleeping on it—it was Luo Hongyuan.

At this time, I went to look at the clothes hanging on the hangers. Although they were bright red, tender pink, and light yellow, they were indeed men's clothes.

He stepped forward, shook him awake, and ignored Luo Hongyuan's frightened expression because of his sudden intrusion, and said in a stiff tone that could not be refused: "Get up, follow me!" If Luo Hongyuan If he could speak, he would definitely ask him why at this time.But even if he didn't say it, his expression said it all-this is the reaction every normal person would have in this situation.

But Mo Yuan didn't give him an explanation, and directly stretched out his powerful hand, grabbed the back of his collar and lifted him off the bed, saying: "Put on your clothes and follow me, hurry up!"

Luo Hongyuan was so frightened that her expression froze, how could she dare to refuse, she nodded stiffly.Mo Yuan roared again: "Then hurry up!"

Only then did he react, and hurriedly ran to the hanger barefoot.

Seeing Luo Hongyuan take off the bright red clothes from the hanger and put them on, Mo Yuan frowned imperceptibly.His long hair was loose, and because he was asleep, it was a little messy, but it gave off a lazy and charming feeling.The bright eyes that seemed to be glistening with tears revealed a look of shock, coupled with the bright red clothes, exuded a special alluring and criminal charm.

Mo Yuan glanced at his bare feet on the ground, and quickly looked away.

"wear shoes."

After Luo Hongyuan finished putting on his clothes and shoes, Mo Yuan didn't give him time to comb his hair, so he put his arm around his waist and rushed out.

"His Royal Highness! His Royal Highness!"

Murong Mingyu was in the dream of alcohol anesthesia, when he suddenly heard someone calling him in a daze.Hearing that the voice was Mo Yuan, he turned over and muttered impatiently: "Don't make noise! ​​Let Ben Gong sleep for a while!" and continued to sleep.

"His Royal Highness, please wake up." Mo Yuan called out persistently.

"What are you doing?" He turned back dissatisfied, opened his eyes and looked at him, wanting to scold him for waking him up and sleeping.

When his eyes were half-opened, he still hadn't spoken the words to scold him, hey, why is Mo Yuan, who is always dressed in black no matter day or night, wearing a bright red suit today?

Open your eyes a little more, and move your gaze from bottom to top, eh?How did Mo Yuan become Luo Hongyuan?

Luo Hongyuan!Luo Hongyuan should be in the palace right now, why did she appear here?Are you dreaming?This should be.

He raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, only to see Luo Hongyuan standing beside the bed with her hair hanging down, her eyes were red and she was about to cry, she was very pitiful.

Murong Mingyu was even more immune, so he sat up quickly, approached him, and asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Who bullied you?" It was like the first sentence he said to him when he saw him crying for the first time The same - if you are dreaming, it is normal to dream about what happened that day.

Luo Hongyuan glanced at him, then turned her head to look behind her.Following his line of sight, Mo Yuan was standing there.

It is not normal for Mo Yuan to appear in the dream.

Surprised, she turned her head and looked at Luo Hongyuan again, tentatively, stretched out her hand, and touched his face lightly.

Luo Hongyuan didn't dare to resist and dodge too fiercely, but she still flinched instinctively.

It couldn't be more true.

Only then did Murong Mingyu realize that he was not dreaming, and the wine woke up instantly, "Mo Yuan! What's going on here?"

Mo Yuan came over and said, "Reporting to Your Highness, Mo Yuan saw that His Highness has been depressed all day, drinking away his worries, and just wanted to share his worries for His Highness."

"So you just..." Murong Mingyu glanced at Luo Hongyuan, lowered his voice slightly, "Bring Mr. Hongyuan? Who allowed you to do this?"

Mo Yuan lowered his head and said, "Mo Yuan is incompetent and unable to relieve His Highness' worries. But according to Mo Yuan's observation and judgment these days, as long as Mr. Luo is by His Highness's side, His Highness will be happy. Mo Yuan just did what he could do. .”

After hearing his words, Murong Ming was neither angry nor happy.Looking at Luo Hongyuan again, she bit her lip hard, glared at Murong Mingyu secretly with a complaining look, then turned to Mo Yuan, and immediately lowered her head in fear.

Seeing this, Murong Mingyu finally got angry, "What did you do to scare Mr. Hongyuan like this?!"

Mo Yuan replied flatly: "Mo Yuan just entered Mr. Luo's room and brought him here. He didn't do anything." He paused, and then said lightly, "But maybe it's Mo Yuan's tone and attitude. Some rudeness scared him. If that's the case, then Mo Yuan apologizes to Mr. Luo." He apologized, but his expression and tone did not make people feel apologetic at all.

Murong Mingyu had nothing to do with this piece of wood, so he could only wave his hands and say: "Forget it, you go down first!"

Mo Yuan left, and he looked at Luo Hongyuan, only to see that his hands were tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, his head was lowered, his eyes were covered by the flowing sea, and he couldn't see the expression inside clearly.

"I apologize to Mr. Luo on behalf of Mo Yuan, sincerely. What happened tonight was not my intention, but it is indeed my responsibility." He said.