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These four lines of words made Gu Moyan feel as if it was a thousand years ago, but it also felt like an ordinary four lines of words, nothing more.

Just what kind of feelings did he have to give this painting as a gift to describe the past Gu Moyan?

As he was thinking, Gu Moyan wrapped him up and placed him in a cupboard.

Gu Mo Yan leaned back against the window. This time, he was not in a daze. In his mind, there was always that line from the poem he just drew.

That night, Gu Moyan finished his dinner and went to bed. It was only then that the things he had seen during the day came to a temporary halt.

"Monarch, monarch, wait for me." Gu Moyan ran to the front, chasing after the figure dressed in black, as if she was afraid that he would abandon her.

Gu Moyan seemed to lose control of her mind as she slowly closed the distance between them. He couldn't help but raise his head and look at the tall man. It was an extremely unfamiliar face, but his mouth still uncontrollably said, "Di, Di, just now there seemed to be someone calling me from behind. Did you hear that? " He was even panting when he spoke. From this, it could be seen how anxious he was just now.

"Hmm?" The person called Emperor helped him down a bit, but didn't answer his question. He scolded a bit, but most of the time he just doted on him. "Why are you running so fast, am I not waiting for you in front?"

Gu Moyan didn't show any rejection towards this unfamiliar face. Instead, she felt an exceptionally close relationship with it. It was like the painting she had seen in the daytime. It was as if they were reuniting after a long period of separation.

"Mm, I know that the emperor is the best to me." Gu Moyan pouted and no longer hesitated about whether someone was calling out to her from behind. She raised her hand and wrapped it around his arm as she looked at him expectantly, "Overlord, that lotus soup yesterday was delicious. You should go and have a taste as well.

The man in black couldn't resist the love and anticipation in his eyes. He used his hand to scratch Gu Moyan's nose and smiled, "With just this little scheme of yours, you want me to stay with you?"

"Yes." Gu Moyan smiled embarrassedly as the corners of her eyes curved into a crescent shape, a glint of light flashing across her eyes.

"Alright, I'll listen to you." That person seemed to spoil Mo Yan very much, and didn't show the slightest intention of rejecting him. "I'll go to the study first to read some reports. If you're bored, you can ask Zi Ye to bring the lotus seed soup there."

"No, I'm going to read some books. I haven't even had the chance to learn anything from you a few days ago."

"Good, good, good."

"…"

The two of them left hand in hand, their voices drifting further and further away, dissipating in the air.

Not far behind them stood a youth in white clothes, whose clothes were snow-white. His appearance was not the least bit inferior to the man in black just now. It was just that his appearance was a bit less fierce and a bit more gentle. He tightly held onto a long bag in his hand, the love that he had not given out.

Within the study.

Gu Moyan sat next to the man in black with a book in her hands. However, her eyes were focused on him.

That person's thick eyelashes blinked from time to time, while his lips were tightly pursed. His hands continued to write on the imperial reports, seemingly unaffected by the person beside him, or maybe he was just used to it.

Gu Moyan reached out her hand to touch his overly long eyelashes and muttered, "The Emperor is so beautiful."

In that person's eyes, Gu Moyan was the most beautiful.