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When he saw the picture of "Looking at Wei Yu from Meng Awakening to the World", his hand seemed to freeze slightly, but soon he turned over the paper, and then said with ridicule: "The bones are soft, but the writing is still beautiful. .”

He put the stack of letters into his robe and stood up.

The wind blew through the hem of his clothes, and the golden threads on the black clothes were flowing with splendor.

"gone."

Chu Wanning did not speak.

The ink burned through his eyes, and the shadow of the wisteria flowers made his black eyes darker and darker: "Don't you want to see me off?"

The shade of the trees was flowing, Chu Wanning's voice was low and hoarse, and he slowly said: "I once taught you."

Mo Ran was startled: "What?"

"Seeing a letter is like meeting in person. Showing it is soothing." After saying this, he finally raised his eyelashes and glanced at the man who had reached the top of the world. "I taught you to write, but you forgot."

"Have you taught me to write?" Mo Ran frowned. This was not deliberately teasing Chu Wanning. Looking at him, he really had no impression at all.

Those who were about to leave stopped again.

Mo Ran asked: "When did it happen?"

Allen Chu looked at him and said: "A long time ago."

After saying this, he turned around and walked towards the house of Honglian Shuixie.

The ink burned in the same place, neither leaving nor coming in for a while. Later, Chu Wanning caught a glimpse of him from the window and returned to the stone table, flipping through the remaining stack of letters under the paperweight.

Allen Chu also closed the window.

That night, because he was tortured and didn't know how to clean himself properly, he caught a cold.

It's not a big deal, and he doesn't think Mo Ran will know about it. But for some unknown reason that day, according to Liu Gong, it seemed that Song Qiutong cooked a bowl of Chao Shou, which for some reason made the Taxian Emperor furious. Not only did he not stay at the Queen's residence, he didn't even eat dinner. He walked away.

It was late at night and it started to rain heavily. At this time, people came to Honglian Water Pavilion.

"Your Majesty has an order, please ask Master Chu to move to the palace."

These personal followers clearly knew the relationship between Mo Ran and Chu Wanning, but they were still asked by Mo Ran to call him the master.

If there is not a trace of kindness left, then he is mean and vicious.

Chu Wanning felt very uncomfortable, his face looked very pale, and he was very gloomy. He said: "I won't go."

"Your Majesty has——"

"Don't go if you have anything."

"..."

Going to bed with a patient is naturally not an interesting thing. In the past, when he was particularly unwell, Mo Ran would basically not ask for anything.

But it didn't take long for the dismissed palace man to come back again. He entered the Red Lotus Water Pavilion, bowed in front of Chu Wanning, who was coughing badly, and then said indifferently: "Your Majesty has a message, little one. If you are well, please go to Wushan Palace to take care of me and sleep with me."

Chapter 248 [Dragon Blood Mountain] Forgotten

Knowing that he had no choice, Chu Wanning finally put on a thick fox fur cloak, held up an oil-paper umbrella, and went to the Wushan Hall.

The silver and copper lamps in the hall are shining brightly, and the ninety-nine lights are as bright and dark as the stars, reflecting the entire Wushan Palace in a brilliant way. The attendants on both sides were accustomed to seeing Grandmaster Chu at his bedside. When they saw him coming in, they all lowered their eyes and saluted. Chu night Ning walked through the side door verandah without expression and walked to the resting area of ​​the back hall - when he arrived in front of the carved lacquered red door, he stretched out his hand and opened the door.

It was very warm inside the house, different from the cold rain outside, and there was a rich aroma of wine that hit my nostrils. Mo Ran was lying lazily on the couch, his white jade-like fingers holding a small red clay pot, and he was drinking.

"You came."

"..."

"sit."

Chu Wanning walked to the bamboo mat farthest from him, sat down, and closed his eyes.

Mo Ran did not force him to come closer. He was already a little drunk, and his pale face was slightly red. He squinted his eyes, and his pupils, which were so dark that they turned purple, were filled with tiny bits of light. After another breath, Mo Ran looked up at the ceiling with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, and tapped his fingers lightly on his knees.

He suddenly asked: "Will you still do copywriting?"

Allen Chu's eyelashes moved slightly, but he finally said: "No way."

Mo Ran was a little reluctant: "What you did. It was that year...the year he left."

"I can't do it well." Chu Wanning didn't have much expression on his face. "You're right, that's just Dongshi's imitation."

Mo Ran narrowed his eyes: "Are you remembering my grudge?"

"No."

"Then what if I order you to make one now?"

Chu night Ning did not speak, Mo Ran stared at him fiercely: "Ask you. If you are asked to do one now, are you still willing?"

"Even if I did it." Allen Chu finally opened his eyes and looked at him coldly, "Can you eat it?"

He didn't expect to be defeated by an army, and a layer of blood suddenly appeared on his cheeks, which seemed to be due to alcohol and anger. In short, the emotion in his eyes suddenly became very dazed, and he was lost in thought for a while before he realized what he was doing. He then gritted his teeth and flicked the wine cup down in front of the desk with an impatient clatter, and the fine pear blossoms spilled all over the floor.

The ink burned and the figure stood up like a mountain. He stepped over the broken pottery, strode to Chu Wanning, and grabbed the other party's clothes.

"Whether it's you or Song Qiutong." Taxianjun gritted his teeth, "You,

Everything will make me unhappy. "

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