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Chapter 25 Teaching

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    Liu Moyan didn't write a few words, and it was time to set off. When he heard the knock on the door, he reluctantly put down the pen in his hand. It seemed that he really couldn't be in a hurry.

    There was a lot of noise in the courtyard, and the servants and servants hurried around without seeing Duan Jinrui's figure. They left the small courtyard and walked through the second gate. Through the high courtyard wall, they could already see the flying banners.  Hearing the neighing sound of the horse penetrating through the wall, Liu Moyan calmed down. From now on, it is the time for the official start, the beginning of his approaching the prince, and the beginning of his real revenge.  The beginning, so, can't hesitate, can't back down.

    The most innocent and harmless smile appeared on his lips, and because of his smile, the charming eyebrows and eyes seemed to be more innocent and less confusing.

    Duan Jinrui can be the prince, but the prince will never be Duan Jinrui.

    Liu Moyan, remember, you have fallen once, you can't fall a second time, absolutely not.

    "Excuse me, is this Liu Moyan, Mr. Liu?"

    The one who came up was a fat young man dressed as an inner eunuch, with a round face and a round body. His smile was very pleasing, which made people feel close to him.

    "Exactly, I don't know if you are"

    Liu Moyan nodded, with a natural and innocent attitude, neither arrogant nor humble, just looking at it, it looks like a green pine standing against the wind, which makes people's eyes shine.

    "Little Han Ling, who is the Chief Internal Affairs Officer of the Crown Prince's East Palace, came here to ask Mr. Liu to move on the orders of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

    Eyes narrowed into a smile, Han Ling's attitude towards Liu Moyan seemed to be a little genuinely grateful, apart from his superficial camouflage of being kind to others.

    Liu Moyan was stunned for a moment, curious about how Duan Jinrui introduced him.

    "Director Han, please lead the way!"

    The crowd searched for him thousands of times, and suddenly looking back, the man was in a dimly lit place, surrounded by countless people. What Liu Moyan saw at a glance was always the same cold man.

    The man's handsome outline contained indifference. Standing there, he seemed to form a unique world like ice and snow. He watched everyone busy and was flattered by countless people. However, he just watched, so Duan Jinrui is not so much a  A qualified high-ranking person is indifferent and arrogant. Rather, he is more like a god walking on dust, living without being contaminated by worldly love, living in an unruly and indifferent manner.

    Duan Jinrui seemed to be telling the guards around him something, and those subordinates Nuo Nuo should be.

    After a few people around him obeyed and left, Duan Jinrui saw Han Ling and Liu Moyan, and the unique atmosphere just now suddenly shattered. Liu Moyan saw himself in his eyes, and turned his head lightly at him,  No words, no greetings, but already the most unique treatment.

    Han Ling didn't notice the difference, but the young man raised his eyebrows lightly. Compared with the innocent and harmless smile just now, it was more joking, more evil, but also more real.

    No words, no actions, just a look, just a look back, maybe, it is the blooming of the flower of tacit understanding that two people have never noticed.

    Putting on the light blue clothes, Liu Moyan looked like a fairy standing beside the waves after careful grooming, with picturesque facial features, long eyebrows like distant mountains, and charming flowing eyes  , Moist and beautiful, a slight swipe of the red lips is a brilliant rain of flowers, containing thousands of affections, transcendent and refined, unparalleled in style, so to speak, this is the kind of person, Duan Jinrui just looked over, after a glance,  But it deeply engraved the boy's appearance and style.

    All of a sudden, he recalled the madness of that woman. That night, the young man half-coaxed and half-forced him, and he silently agreed without controlling his own thoughts.  Pressed in the corner of the memory.

    However, when the man opened the corner of his car curtain, when he heard the momentary stagnation of the breathing of the people around him, he remembered everything.

    Turning around, I saw the strange light in the eyes of some people around me, and looked at Liu Moyan without blinking. Although it didn't include the well-trained guards who followed him, I still felt astringent in my heart.  His eyes sank, there was a sudden haze inside, he changed his mind, beckoned to find Han Ling, and ordered a few words like this.

    "Young Master Liu, Your Highness, please go over"

    Liu Moyan raised his phoenix eyes slightly, and smiled brightly: "Please lead the way, Director Han!"

    Following Han Ling to leave the slightly smaller carriage prepared for him, looking at Duan Jinrui's larger and more luxurious carriage, even though it was covered by a curtain, he could imagine the comfort inside, Liu Moyan got into the carriage without going alone,  Standing aside in an orderly manner, with a trace of respect in his eyes, made Han Ling more and more satisfied.

    "Your Highness, Young Master Liuarrive!  "

    "come in!"

    With a cold and indifferent voice, without any extra emotion, Liu Moyan admired Duan Jinrui's skill. As long as he wanted to cover up, no one could guess his thoughts.

    The curtain of the car was lifted, and the carriage was wrapped in pale yellow brocade silk, with luminous pearls hanging on the four corners, and a small square table in the center, with pastries and tea on it.  It is much more refined and sweeter, but Liu Moyan still misses the overly sweet taste of pea yellow.

    There are two brocade couches on both sides of the window, which are firmly fixed on the car. The four corners are wrapped with thick flannelette, and all the sharp points are smoothed. Duan Jinrui sits on the brocade couch on the right just like that.  Pressing it on his knee, the other hand was holding a book, reading it intently, as if he hadn't noticed Liu Moyan at all.

    Liu Moyan's teeth were a little itchy, and he was not polite. After sitting down, his eyes slid down the man's expressionless face, and fell on the man's slightly exposed Adam's apple, and his teeth itched more and more.

    The carriage started to move, and the rolling sound of the wheels broke the extremely quiet atmosphere between the two of them. Duan Jinrui was finally willing to look up from the scroll in his hand, raised his sword eyebrows slightly, and looked at Liu Moyan with some dissatisfaction  The crooked sitting posture, although the young man has a certain style no matter what he does, but Duan Jinrui's upbringing makes him unable to ignore it.

    Duan Jinrui frowned: "Sit down!"

    He sat very upright, very royal, and he was well-trained in perfect etiquette.

    Liu Moyan was not afraid of Duan Jinrui's complexion suddenly sinking, he squinted and smiled, showing two small canine teeth: "A Rui is too strict"

    As he spoke, his body became even more crooked, he stretched out his hand, casually picked up a flower-shaped pastry on the table, and put it between his lips without being polite at all, but he still remembered that the man put his palm on his palm yesterday  , What about the sentence that was said.

    With a slap, Liu Moyan's wrist trembled. It turned out that the scroll in Duan Jinrui's hand hit his numb acupuncture point, and the cake that was about to be eaten fell to the ground. Liu Moyan was stunned for a moment, and looked at himself strangely.  With a light red mark on his wrist, he couldn't believe that his skills would be easily attacked by the man in front of him. When did he become so unguarded.

    Duan Jinrui looked away from the glaring red mark on Liu Moyan's wrist, and moved his body a little uncomfortably.  Very passive: "Do you want to go back to Beijing?"

    When the words of apology came to his lips, Duan Jinrui changed the subject. The boy is still very young, and he is six years older than him. He should think about his future.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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