Ignoring Mo Chuan, Jiu'er let An Fu support him and walked out of the door. Mo Chuan ignored him and walked into the room and walked around. His eyes stayed on the painting on the wall for a moment. He suddenly sneered,
He walked over in person, took the painting into his hands and rolled it up carefully.
"Clean this place clean, place everything as it is, fill the secret room with large rocks and seal it with grouting. Except for the Ninth Prince, no one is allowed to enter this old house without my order!"
Han Sheng ordered, he casually put the painting into his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the courtyard in a hurry. However, he did not leave Duxue Palace, but turned back all the way and walked into the place where Jiu'er lived. The eunuchs saw him
Come and get busy saluting.
Mo Chuan casually waved his hand to signal them to get up, "Where is the prince?!"
The little eunuch stood up slowly, but did not dare to raise his head, "Back to the emperor, the prince is taking a bath in the bathroom!"
"You guys wait here, I'll go see him!" Mo Chuan raised his palms to signal the waiters not to obey, and walked toward the bathroom.
He walked all the way through the corridor and arrived outside the bathroom of Duxue Palace. Without waiting for the eunuch to speak, he opened his mouth to push everyone away, and then strode to the bathroom.
In the bathroom, the water was misty. Anfu was squatting by the pool with his sleeves rolled up, helping Jiuer wash his long hair. Jiuer closed his eyes slightly and leaned against the pool wall comfortably, with an expression of enjoyment on his face.
Hearing Mo Chuan walk in, he seemed not to hear it at all, still closing his eyes and humming a nursery rhyme.
“The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reed flowers are like snow and snow.
The reed knows the storm best, and the reed knows the rain best.
The reeds are high, the reeds are long,
Hide and seek in the reeds.
How many famous and wealthy people in high places,
They were all cowherds back in the day.
…”
Anfu heard the footsteps and turned around in a hurry. When he saw that it was Mo Chuan, he was about to salute. Mo Chuan raised his palms in time, squatted down, took the cloth for wiping himself from his hand, and waved to Anfu.
He goes out.
Anfu looked at Jiu'er in the bath, and naturally he didn't dare to remind him. He nodded to him and carefully exited the bathroom while bending down. Mo Chuan pinched the cloth, rolled up his sleeves, dipped his sleeves in the water, and helped Jiu'er continue.
Wiping her arms, she also hummed along with him.
“The reeds are high, the reeds are long,
The sound of the reed flute is so melodious.
The shepherd boy is in harmony in the distance,
It makes me miss my father and mother."
Hearing his voice, Jiu'er slowly opened her eyes and turned to him with an innocent smile, "I asked how little Anzi can sing. It turns out it's my brother. I've never heard you sing before. I thought you couldn't."