One hundred and eight strokes of body promise

The garden of Prince Luo's Mansion is huge, with ponds, flowers, grass and trees.Hundreds of flowers are red in spring, lotus is fragrant in summer, sweet-scented osmanthus in autumn, and plum blossoms in winter.

After all, it was very lively.

Mo Jun was lying under an osmanthus tree, with a copy of "Zhuangzi" covering his face, as if he was sleeping.

Hua Dasang hurried over, bringing with him a sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus.

"Master, the people in the house are basically gone now."

Mo Jun's face was still buried in the book and he replied, "Oh, then he reached out and took the book covering his face and put it aside, leaning on the two sides of the reclining chair, sat up, bent his lips and smiled: "Then you and Zhan Xuan will prepare tonight, and we will send Uncle Liu out of the house."

At dinner time, the original big table was replaced with a small round table just right.

Seven or eight vegetarian dishes, a bowl of vegetable soup.

There were four people sitting at the table: Zhan Xuan, Hua Dasang, Mo Jun, and the old housekeeper with white beard.

Mo Jun opened his mouth first, and said with a smile: "The sweet-scented osmanthus tree in our palace blooms really early, not only early but also in full bloom. Today I am reading a book below, and it has fallen all over me."

Hua Dasang curled his lips: "Master, who told you to use a chair to read a book under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, it would be strange if you didn't leave you alone!"

"What do you know?" Mo Jun stretched out his hand and tapped Hua Dasang on the head: "This is called fun. The sweet-scented osmanthus falls on the book, and the book becomes fragrant."

After Mo Jun finished speaking, he sniffed and smelled it: "Do you smell it, the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus has come to us."

Hua Dasang rubbed his head, and said bluntly: "Just your dog's nose!"

The old butler with a white beard reached out for the flagon on the table, poured himself a small cup, and pointed out the window: "I don't smell the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, but the moon is quite round today."

Everyone looked up, and sure enough, there was a full moon hanging on the night, full and bright.

Unfortunately, the moon is round, but people are...

Zhan Xuan, who has always had excellent emotional restraint ability, also sighed softly.

Mo Jun smiled, tapped the side of the bowl with his chopsticks, and said cheerfully: "Come, come, let's eat while watching the moon!"

After the meal was finished, the old butler got up first. He was a little unsteady due to drinking some wine, and cupped his hands: "Then I'll go down first, you guys eat slowly."

Mo Jun bit his chopsticks, and quickly winked at Hua Dasang and Zhan Xuan.

The two put down their chopsticks knowingly, and each helped the white-bearded old housekeeper: "Uncle Liu, you're drunk. We'll take you back to your room."

"You..." The white-bearded old butler felt that the alcohol was a bit strong: "Well, let me tell you, my house is..."

"In..." Before the white-bearded old housekeeper could finish his sentence, he hiccupped completely with the opening of his mouth, and then he tilted his head and passed out.

Zhan Xuan and Hua Dasang turned their heads to look at Mo Jun, and Mo Jun nodded: "Then you two will have to work hard."

Zhan Xuan and Hua Dasheng responded, and they walked two steps with the help of the talent.

But I heard Mo Jun from behind counting: "Three, two, one."

Zhan Xuan and Hua Dasang immediately looked at each other, feeling weird.

The next moment, they also felt that their bodies became limp and were about to fall down.

But he was soon held up.

"peak?"

"Master Dishan?"

Mo Jun supported the white-bearded old butler, and smiled at Hua Dasang: "Remember what I said, and when you buy a house with Zhan Xuan, remember to choose a house with thick walls."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and walked to Zhan Xuan with his hands behind his back: "I handed him over to you. You have to treat him well, don't think that you can bully him because his mother's family is not here."

"Master, why are you crazy!" Hua Dasang was furious instantly, but his body was so weak that he didn't have any strength, and his eyelids couldn't help but want to close.

"Mr. Mo, we're not leaving!" Zhan Xuan bit his lip fiercely, barely resisting the raging drowsiness, forced himself to wake up a little bit, looked at Mo Jun, and said.

Mo Jun looked at Zhan Xuan and bit his lip, sighed faintly, and nodded to Gao Feng and Di Shan who were supporting Zhan Xuan and Hua Dasang.

Gao Feng and Di Shan glanced at each other, then shook their heads helplessly, and touched their sleeping points.

At the same time, Mo Jun also touched the white-bearded old housekeeper.

"The dual functions of Lumengsan and Sleeping Point should be enough for the two of them to sleep for three or four days. If you wake up early, you won't be afraid. Three or four days are enough to reach Linzhou. Even if they rush back, it will take two or three days." Mo Jun After estimating, facing Gaofeng and Dishan, he clasped his fists and smiled: "Then I will trouble you both. If there is a chance, I will invite you two to the best restaurant for dinner next time."

"We are waiting for the meal that Mr. Mo owes us." Gao Feng and Di Shan said in unison.Then he took people away.

Mo Jun couldn't help shaking his head and laughing as he watched the two gradually walk away. Really, since Gao Feng and Mr. Dishan became a couple, their speech became synchronized.

Mo Jun clapped his hands and lightly lifted the person lying on the chair: "Uncle Liu, take care."

Mo Jun fell into a drowsy sleep until noon the next day, then lazily got up, looked out the window where the sun was already shining, "It's strange, it's this time, why hasn't Hua Dasang called me yet?" Have a meal?"

Mo Jun let out a soft ah, and just remembered that he is the only one in this palace now.

"No, no, I gotta get up. If the people from Jin Yiwei come later and I'm still on the bed, it won't be too good." Mo Jun patted himself on the head.

After tidying up, Mo Jun walked to Zhu Hong's gate in a good mood, intending to open the door to greet Jin Yiwei who would come at some time.

Unexpectedly, the door opened a crack, and suddenly a round eye appeared.

Mo Jun was unprepared and was taken aback: "Child, what are you doing here?"

A seventeen or eight-year-old boy was standing outside the door, holding a letter in his hand and handing it to Mo Jun: "I'm here to deliver the letter."

"Send the letter?" Mo Jun looked down at the letter in the child's hand, but his gaze was fixed at that moment and he couldn't move it away.

He can't be wrong!

That's Luo Chuan's handwriting!

— my lord

"Mr. Mo, do you still remember the nine reasons why you wanted to give your body to the King? But now, Mr. Mo, you may need to think about it."

"You said that this king is good-looking, but it's a pity that this king has lost his appearance now."

"You said that this king sings well, but it's a pity that this king can't even speak now."

"You said that this king is so talented, but you matched your match, that's your cheating. The match you said was known only to you and me."

"That time, my king took Mr. Mo's horsewhip for you, not because of anything else, but because I was really busy at that time and was in a hurry."

"Also, at the beginning, I wanted His Majesty to recommend you to be Lang Zhongling. It was purely because I thought you were too free, and I wanted to promise myself to the king when I was free every day."

"As for Zhan Xuan's kindness to you for saving your life, I think he and Hua Dasang have been released by you now, and he is free. This kindness can't be attributed to me."

"The time you fell into the water, it was clearly because you were cheating. You knew how to swim, and your swimming skills were even better than this king's."

"More importantly, I'm no longer a prince, I'm just a first-rank prisoner. I'm afraid I'm a little poorer than you."

"You always think that I am soft-hearted. But now I have confessed all my father's subordinates in the past. Although they are fish and meat, corrupt and evil, they deserve what they deserve. But their families will be implicated because of my confession. Regardless Whether in the past or now, I, Luo Chuan, am not a good person."

Every time Mo Jun looked at a column in the letter, his eyes felt hotter, until he saw the last sentence at the end of the letter, his eyes couldn't hold back tears.Wet the letter paper.The ink-black characters slowly swam away on the snow-white paper.

There was a faint smile on the lips of the man in front of his eyes, looking at him, and asked softly: "So, do you still want to promise me your body?"

The author has something to say: the second update has been achieved~(づ￣3￣)づ~ The author will present the second update here to express his heart~ eh~

Finally, I wish everyone a happy New Year's Day~ I hope everyone will be happy in the new year~ All wishes come true~ Comparing hearts~