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But what surprised him was that the clothes in his hands seemed to be made of the rumored moonlight brocade.

Moonlight brocade is a kind of magical brocade, which is smooth and comfortable.

The clothes made of it are not only gorgeous, but most importantly, they have the effect of keeping warm in winter and cool in summer.

When Mo Chenjue's hand touched the clothes in his hand, what he felt in his cold palm was warmth.

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"Ah Jue doesn't know how to dress. How about my beautiful brother asking the maid to help you change?"

"No, no! Ah Jue doesn't want a maid to serve her, Ah Jue wants a beautiful brother!"

Mo Chenjue immediately retorted. He hated maids waiting for him to change clothes. There was once a maid who kept touching his body on the pretext of changing his clothes. He was only ten years old at that time.

If he hadn't promised his mother to keep pretending to be stupid, he might have killed her directly that day.

It was from then on that no maid could get close to him.

"Okay. Brother Beauty will replace it for you personally."

Gu Qinghua wished he could do this kind of blessing himself. Only you can see your wife's body, not other women or men.

The reason why he asked this was because he suspected that Mo Chenjue, who had a secret, was not willing to have too much contact with unnecessary people, especially those who were serving him personally.

After Gu Qinghua finished speaking, his expression did not change, and he stripped Mo Chenjue naked with a serious look on his face.

A person who pretends to be a saint is as indifferent as the willow under the willow when he sees the spring scenery.

A pretending fool, using his ignorant appearance to deliberately test Gu Qinghua's intentions.

If Gu Qinghua had that kind of intention, then there would be only one end for him, and that would be death.

Obviously, Mo Chenjue's thoughts were all under Gu Qinghua's control.

After putting on the new clothes, Mo Chenjue became more and more certain that the clothes he was wearing were made of moonlight brocade. Although the thin fabric was worn on his body, he did not feel cold at all. On the contrary, it was extremely warm.

Gu Qinghua actually gave such a precious moonlight brocade to such a fool like him. Mo Chenjue's heart was filled with warmth unconsciously.

[The target character Mo Chenjue has a favorability level of +10 and a strategy completion level of 20. 】Little 6, come on.

It must not be easy for someone to possess Moonlight Brocade.

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When Gu Qinghua took Mo Chenjue to dinner, the dishes on the table were colorful and fragrant.

Because considering that Mo Chenjue was a fool and didn't know how to eat well, Gu Qinghua personally fed almost every bite into his mouth.

"Brother Beauty, I want to eat this!"

"I want to eat that!"

“This is delicious!”

"Beautiful brother, you eat too!"

Hong Xiu, who was waiting on one side, stared at him with a look of disbelief! Is this still their god-like master?

She rubbed her eyes and found that the usually cold master was still smiling and lovingly feeding that idiot prince!

She looked away at Tian Xiang. Tian Xiang's expression was as usual, but the twitching corners of his mouth betrayed her.

Hongxiu: Is this really the master?

Tianxiang: Although it’s hard to believe, he is indeed the master.

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After lunch, the young man sat lazily on a chair, his phoenix eyes slightly squinted, playing with a luminous pearl like a lazy kitten.

Mo Chenjue has been pretending to be a fool for so many years. He only pretends to be a fool in front of others. Most of the time in the palace, he hides behind others and does not need to wear a mask all the time.

But now in Qianji Mansion, he had to think carefully about how to play this fool.

Qianji Mansion seems safe, but there are certain restrictions.

Gu Qinghua didn't know what Mo Chenjue was thinking. After taking a nap, he stretched out his hand towards Mo Chenjue: "Come here."

"Brother Beauty?"

The young man walked up to Gu Qinghua obediently and said, "Brother Beauty, do we want to go out and play?" A child's nature is naturally focused on playing.

"Want to go out to play?" Gu Qinghua rubbed Gong Jue's head and smiled: "Sure."

"However, Ah Jue has to do her homework first, and then she can go out to play after finishing her homework."

Let a fool do his homework?

Mo Chenjue sneered in his heart, but his face remained ignorant of worldly affairs.

"What does it mean you have done your homework?" The young man blinked his eyes and pretended to be presentable.

Gu Qinghua did not reveal the truth and directly took the young man's delicate hands to the study room.

"Today, Brother Beauty will teach you how to write. When you learn today's lesson, Brother Beauty will play with you."

As he spoke, he studied the ink.

"Look, this character is pronounced as 'mo', this character is pronounced as 'chen', and this character is pronounced as 'jue'. When combined, it is Mo Chenjue." Gu Qinghua wrote down two characters and looked at the confused boy beside him: " Ah Jue, this is your name, let’s learn these two words today.”

The young man nodded obediently.

"Come on, come over, sit down, and write." Gu Qinghua stood up and said.

"Okay, beautiful brother." The young man grinned, looking eager to try. He grabbed the pen in his hand, tilted his head and thought for a while, imitating Gu Qinghua's action just now, and dipped ink on the inkstone.

I accidentally applied too much, and there was so much ink on the pen that the ink dripped down.

The young man smiled innocently, and the movement of his hand was inconsequential. With a seemingly casual wave, all the ink flew on Gu Qinghua's body, dyeing the gorgeous clothes black, but the young man was still giggling happily.

Gu Qinghua smiled faintly, took out the brocade handkerchief from his sleeve, and wiped it gently without any intention of getting angry.

The young man lowered his eyes slightly, a glimmer of light flashing in his eyes.

"This is the wrong way to hold the pen." Gu Qinghua picked up another pen and demonstrated it to the boy himself: "Hold it like this, come on, follow me."

The young man nodded and grasped the pen in his hand gracefully, imitating the way Gu Qinghua held the pen.

"Okay, yes! Look at those three words on the paper and write them yourself."

"Okay!" The young man smiled and lowered his head, holding the pen in his hand hard and writing the words "Mo Chenjue" on the white paper.

The moment he lowered his head, the smile on his face instantly disappeared.

Could it be that Gu Qinghua was testing him? The corners of his mouth curved slightly into a mocking arc.

Except for the two vigorous and upright characters written by Gu Qinghua on the white paper, the ones on the side were completely ghost drawings.

"Beautiful brother, I don't know how." The young man raised his eyes, his white and tender face was stained with a lot of black ink, his big wet eyes were blinking innocently, his wrinkled little face was pitiful, and tears flowed down his face as he spoke. tears.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the tears from his face, and the ink stains on his hands made his entire face dark.

"It's okay, let's take a rest first."

Gu Qinghua personally put down the pen in the boy's hand, and wiped the boy's hands and face bit by bit with a wet towel.

"Sit upright, hold the pen, and do it again."

This time, Gu Qinghua no longer watched from the sidelines, but directly held the boy's hand and taught him step by step.

"Take your time and write one by one. This is Ah Jue's name. You don't have to be illiterate, but you must know your own name and learn how to write it."

"Yes, that's it, write it again."

This is what Hongxiu saw when she walked into the study room carrying pastries.

The man in purple clothes bent down and stood behind the boy in purple clothes, holding the boy's hand hand in hand, writing something on the desk.

The man has a handsome appearance and pure temperament; the young man has a beautiful appearance and an innocent temperament.

The moment it came into view, a word suddenly jumped out of Hongxiu's heart: "The years are quiet and peaceful."

She has followed her master since she was a child and knows his temperament. His heart is colder than his appearance shows.

It was rare that anyone or anything could arouse the master's interest, let alone make him laugh.