Mo Han paced back and forth in the private room of Xiangsheng Restaurant, thinking about the conversation between Fang Zilan and him that day. It was undeniable that he was indeed attracted to this girl whom he had only met a few times, but she never revealed her identity, presumably for some unavoidable reason.
Although he also wanted to know who she really was, he was more afraid of offending the beauty. After all, his attraction and attraction had nothing to do with her identity and background. What he was interested in was just her.
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Fang Zilan also mentioned that day that the timing of this girl's appearance was coincidental and that more attention should be paid. Although she didn't look into it carefully, Mo Han could somewhat hear the implication of her words. She was worried that this girl was related to King Rong'an and the princess. However, it is impossible to say that she is Princess Rongan, but it is not very likely to say that she is an accompanying person.
Since King Rong'an and the princess entered Beijing, all entry and exit of the royal post must be registered. According to Fang Zilan's verification, there is no such girl...
Mo Han felt his thoughts were in chaos, but he heard a gentle knock on the door of the private room, "Master Mo."
The brisk voice hinted at a smile. Mo Han turned around suddenly and saw the girl standing by the door. Her lips were bright, her teeth were bright, her eyes were good at seeing, and her dimples were in charge of her power.
Seeing Mo Han looking over, the girl lowered her eyes shyly, then took out a scroll as if remembering something, and presented it to him like a treasure, "Look, this is what I mentioned to you last time. That painting.”
Mo Han took it and watched it carefully. This painting is not the work of a famous artist. The brushwork is immature and the composition is simple. However, it is full of interest, which shows the artist's character.
"Did you draw this painting yourself?" A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Han's lips. The girl nodded quickly, but when she met his smile, she couldn't help but said coquettishly: "You are laughing at me!"
"I didn't." Mo Han denied it and explained: "It's just that your method is very similar to my sister's, and it reminds me of how she often forced me to cheat when I was a child."
"Fraud?" The girl laughed out loud, "I never thought that the mighty Duke of Yue would sometimes find someone to write for him."
The smile on Mo Han's face faded a bit, "Do you recognize my sister?"
"Who in the world doesn't recognize the Duke of Yue?" The girl asked without answering. Mo Han was stunned, "I never told you that I am Mo Han of the Duke of Yue."
"Mr. Mo's fame has been spread throughout the capital for a long time. I don't think there is such a coincidence in the world." The girl pursed her lips and calmed her expression and said, "You...do you doubt me?"
"I..." Mo Han opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and finally said frankly: "Yes."
The girl's expression suddenly dimmed, and she was about to snatch the painting from Mo Han's hand. However, unexpectedly, he was already prepared. He put away the scroll with one hand, grabbed her wrist with the other, and brought her to him, "Even if I doubt it, I like it."
The girl showed a look of surprise at first, then a fleeting look of shame, and finally was replaced by a touch of sadness, "However, as long as there is half a doubt, love is like a clam shell soaked in fine sand. Even if it is polished into a pearl, it is difficult to The pain of words.”
"Is it like it?" Mo Han said, taking out a pearl from his arms and holding it in front of the girl, "I heard you mentioned it a lot in your words, and I thought you liked it, so I begged my sister to find it. One, I wonder if you like it."
The pearl lay quietly in Mo Han's palm. It was round in shape and full in color. It was a rare and top-grade pearl.
Even in the inner courtyard of the palace, it is not easy to find such a pearl, let alone the Duke of Yue?
The girl looked at the pearl in Mo Han's palm intently, "This pearl is worth a lot of money. Mr. Mo, where did you get it?"
Mo Han coughed and said nothing. He would not tell the girl that he had begged Fang Zilan for this pearl for a long time. Fang Zilan couldn't stand his nudges and went to Fang's house to beg for it. So Fang Lihui took the opportunity to rip off the pearl. The deadline for year-end money has been extended a little further...
"Master Mo, what do you mean?" The girl calmly broke away from Mo Han's hand and took a step back.
Seeing that she was wary, Mo Han reacted suddenly and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "I want to give this thing to the girl, just because it matches the girl, and there is no other intention."
If Mo Han mentioned Fang Zilan before, it was somewhat of a temptation, then this sentence was completely sincere.
This pearl came from the seaside of Yancheng. After the Fang family bought it from a fisherman, it became the highlight of the Fang family treasure tasting. Although he was lucky enough to see it, it was just a glimpse and he had no special impression.
However, for some reason, after meeting the person in front of him, he suddenly remembered the pearl. In addition, she expressed her fondness for pearls in her words, so he made up his mind to give this pearl to her.
"This pearl is too precious, I can't accept it." The girl turned her head away and no longer looked at Mo Han and the pearl in his hand.
"No matter how good the pearl is, it is still a dead object and not as good as a living person." Mo Han reached out and took the girl's wrist and put the pearl in her hand. "If you like it, make it into jewelry or polish it." It doesn't matter if you become a fan. If you don't like it, just play with it like marbles and throw it away, that's okay."
The girl looked at him in disbelief, "Why did you..."
She didn't ask further, and Mo Han didn't answer. Instead, she looked at the pearl in her palm. The faint brilliance didn't burn people, but it could touch people's hearts, just like her.
After a while, the girl seemed to have made up her mind and returned the pearl to Mo Han, "Master Mo, you are honest with me, but I hide something from you. I don't deserve to have this pearl now. When we meet for the first time, when I tell you who I am, can you give me this pearl again, okay?"
Hearing this, Mo Han asked in confusion: "Why do you have to wait until the next time we meet before you can tell me who you are?"
"I'm just talking nonsense now. I'm afraid you won't believe it." The girl smiled cutely, and then her expression became dark and unclear as if she had remembered something. "And I'm even more afraid that you won't want to talk to me after you know who I am." After all, you are the first person I have ever met, other than my father..., who would do anything good to me."
When she said these words, she felt as lonely as a caged bird. Her feathers were exquisite and gorgeous, but she had lost her freedom and was lifeless.
Mo Han looked at the person in front of him, feeling an inexplicable sadness and pity in his heart. He wanted to ask everything clearly, but when he saw her like this, he couldn't ask anything.
Whether it was suspicion or conspiracy, no matter why she came here, he didn't care anymore.
He only knew that the girl in front of him was the one he admired, and even if there were many difficulties and dangers in the future, he would be happy with her and would not back down even a step.
