Mo Yi left the scarlet smoke, but he didn't immediately go to the nether.

He took a detour, passing by the still barren land where the original Heavenly Mansion was located, and slowly arrived at the Mansion of the Commander of the Stars.

At that time, Si Ming Xingjun was sitting in the small pavilion of the hexagonal dome in the courtyard and writing, and a thick stack of paper had been pressed next to the desk.

"I've long since stopped holding grudges. Mo Yi walked closer and said suddenly.

Hearing his voice, Si Ming Xingjun's hand holding the pen slipped, and he pulled out a pen mark obliquely on the white rice paper, a good pair of words, like an extra scar.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Mo Yi quietly, always feeling that he should say something but didn't know where to start.

After a long time, Fang said: "All the things you asked me to do before have been pawned." It's just that the North Marsh Demon Venerable used the foundation aura of the North Marsh and injured his own origin. Now the injuries you caused are healed, but all the memories are lost, and even the cultivation is scattered. I've given him to Minyuan, who seems to be a very reliable man. ”

Mo Yi smiled reluctantly: "Thank you." ”

Si Ming put the pen on the case, avoiding his gaze, but said, "I'm sorry." ”

After a while, Mo Yi sighed slightly: "Recently, I've been thinking, which one should I choose after never meeting and the sad result after meeting?"

When Si Ming Xingjun heard this, he turned his head to look at him in surprise.

"If it were someone else, it would have never been a good thing. There is no harm if there is no encounter. But she, for better or for worse, I'm afraid she'll miss out. Even today, I have no regrets in my heart, only guilt for her. It's just a strange thing, these pains can't be borne by me alone, but they have caused her to suffer unspeakable grievances in both lives. I think I owe it to you to thank you. In the past, my heart was empty, but because of your gamble, I met her again, and that originally hard heart also cracked, and then slowly opened. It's going to be uncomfortable and happy, it's regretful and gratifying, that's good, isn't it?"

Si Ming Xingjun lowered his head: "If I could give you more guidance at that time, it wouldn't be what it is now." ”

This time, Mo Yi really smiled, a rare heartiness: "This kind of melancholy look is really not suitable for you! I am very relieved to have another chance to guard her." ”

Si Ming Xingjun realized something, and his tone was anxious, as if it was his own business: "You really resurrected her?"

Mo Yi bowed: "So, you don't have to blame yourself anymore." Smooth calligraphy is suitable for you, this kind of timid look should be abandoned!"

After speaking, he picked up the pen and ink on the case and tore it in half.

When he turned to leave, he said, "If you meet my master, help me talk to him." Thanks to his years of teaching, it's just that I can't do what he wants. ”

Si Ming Xingjun waved his hand: "You go, I hope you and her can get happiness and comfort, that's what your master wants to see." ”

Mo Yi smiled, waved his hand, and turned around and walked into the flowers and willows in the courtyard.

Si Ming Xingjun watched him, and he couldn't even see the color of his robe before turning back to the pavilion.

It only took less than two hours to travel from the Heavenly Realm to the North Marsh, and Mo Yi didn't stop, and immediately Tengyun rushed over.

When Ming Yuan saw Mo Yi, he was very calm, without resentment or joy.

"I already know the truth. He sighed.

"Hmm. ”

"I think I blame you, but you are right in many of your thoughts, and you haven't done anything wrong. Everything is just a matter of creation. Mingyuan looked at him deeply.

"Where's the Demon Venerable?"

Speaking of this, Ming Yuan smiled sincerely: "He is very good, I will take you to meet him." ”

Pushing open the back room, I saw an elderly man sitting on a bamboo and rattan chair, dressed in green clothes and white cloth, taking a book that I don't know what to call, and looking at it idly.

His eyebrows have long since lost the ferocity of the past, but he has also lost the domineering spirit of directing the country.

Mo Yi felt a little blocked in his heart, and he didn't know how to speak.

"Who is he?" Lou Wanyan asked, setting the book aside.

"This is your old friend, who came to see you. Mingyuan replied.

"Below, Moyi. ”

Lou Wanyan frowned and waved his hand: "What's so good? Isn't it just that I can't remember what happened before? I'm fine now, and I don't have to worry about it." Mingyuan, send-off !!"

Mo Yi's body stiffened, not knowing what to do.

Ming Yuan tugged at him, and the two left.

Walking outside, Ming Yuan said carefully: "I haven't talked to the Demon Venerable about the insignificant. Kituma is no longer there, I just told him that he is just an ordinary demon with two sons. He's very different now than before, and he's quiet. He seemed to feel in his heart that his previous memories were not very good, so he was a little resistant to touching those. I don't want to see an 'old friend' like you at all. ”

"You're right not to say to him. He has no worries and no grievances in his heart now, and this is the best. Mo Yi responded.

"Lou Xuantian and Lou Lanfeng..."

Ming Yuan replied: "They went to the Eastern Desert. The North Marsh has dispersed, and the West Abyss has long since been annihilated. The Celestial Clan will not be resigned to the existence of the relatively weak Eastern Desert and the Southern Ice for long. A battle between the demons and the heavenly realm is a matter of time, and those two people also want to avenge Miao in their own hearts. ”

"It's slim, and there's no fall. Mo Yi took over.

"Really !!" Mingyuan clutched his shirt excitedly and shouted loudly.

Mo Yi patted his hand comfortingly: "It's true. However, she can only protect her mortal life. That's all I do..."

Ming Yuan looked at the wound on his left arm, and thought to himself that he must have suffered a lot: "I have also searched for time methods, but I have not achieved your step, it must be difficult." ”

Mo Yi shook his head: "It's not difficult, it's much better than being bitter." ”

"What are your plans for the future?" asked Ming Yuan.

"I wanted to take care of Miao Miao all the time, but I was afraid that it would cause trouble for her. I owe Kituma a favor, so I'm going to help restore Kituma's rightful position. ”

"You want to be an enemy of the Heavenly Realm?" asked Ming Yuan in surprise.

"No," Mo Yi paused, "although I have faded out of the Heavenly Dao, I don't want to fight their swords. I'm just going to help Kituma regain some of the lost ground. Of course, if the Celestial Clan comes to attack at a critical moment, I am willing to block it for you. ”

Ming Yuan patted him on the shoulder: "It's hard for you! In the past, I always felt that I was small and willful, I didn't understand love, and I looked up to you! Now that I think about it, you have never failed anyone, but only yourself." ”

Mo Yi pursed his lips and smiled: "This time, actually... There's one more thing to entrust!"

"Please!"

Mo Yi said in a deep voice: "My current situation is a bit complicated, and the Celestial Clan will not let me go so easily. Maybe... I couldn't watch over her to the end. Mingyuan, although you can't learn spells, you are very knowledgeable and have experienced many things. If there is a day..."

"What if there is a day?" Min Yuan was a little angry and interrupted him, "If you don't say it, I will take the initiative to do it! Even if you can't, you shouldn't let her down. ”

Mo Yi no longer argued, he just knew in his heart that he had nowhere to return, and he couldn't promise her anything at all...

Holding the low mood in his heart, he waved goodbye to Mingyuan and returned to the Central Plains again.

Concubine Hua is about to give birth, her family takes good care of her, everything is very careful, and there is nothing wrong.

As expected, Ruidi's physical condition is not as good as before, and his interest in Concubine Hua has also faded in the past half a year. In addition, Concubine Hua is pregnant again, so she has already shifted her mind to the child, and she is less sycophant and focused on Ruidi.

So, at present, the heart of the Son of Heaven is firmly held in her hands, and it is still Concubine Yan, who is still charming.

Mo Yi privately tracked down some old traces and found that this Concubine Yan had really done something to Concubine Hua, but fortunately, she had left the poison-avoiding wood to Hua Mo, which saved her from her way.

At the end of the year, Concubine Yan herself was pregnant, and she had no time to scruple about harming people, so she was a lot more comfortable in the later stage, and there was no regeneration.

Mo Yi didn't meet Concubine Hua, he twisted his fingers slightly, Hua Mo should be on the plate in the next two days.

At this time, just after the twilight of three springs, the scene of flowers has passed, and the weeping willows of the green lotus are luxuriant, and they are born like smoke and jade.

The palace people in the Luhua Hall were very busy coming in and out, and there was a trace of nervousness on everyone's eyebrows, and even Rui Di was invited to the side hall.

The midwife had already gone in for a while, and Concubine Hua's suppressed snort came from the dormitory.

Rhett walked in the room, visibly anxious.

Less than 100 meters outside the Luhua Hall is a small lotus pond, and Mo Yi is standing by the pool with his figure hidden.

Today's clouds cover the sun, the pond light is cold, and half of the pond is lotus leaves, the flower bones are hanging down, and there is no blooming lotus.

Mo Yi clenched his fists slightly, his eyes fixed on the palace gate.

At this time, it is a new life for others, but it is a reunion for him...

In the middle of the night, with the cry of a baby, the midwife's happy voice resounded in the hall: "Born, born, Concubine Hua gave birth to !! is a princess!!"

Rui Di ran out of the side hall, the wind was under his feet, and he hurriedly walked to the middle of the dormitory.

Hua Mao's servants also breathed a sigh of relief, this war without gunpowder was finally a step higher.

Soon, Ruidi walked out with a red brocade peony silk embroidered bag in his arms.

He was half-smiling, full of spring breeze.

Lowering her head lovingly, Ruidi saw the baby girl in her arms slowly stretching out a small pink hand, she waved up and down, as if trying to grab something.

At this time, a slight wind rises, the clouds that cover the sun move away, and the good sunlight falls on the lotus pond, sparkling. Suddenly, a pool of white lotus bloomed, each spreading its petals as white as snow, and the delicate fragrance was fragrant.

Ruidi's hands trembled, and there was a hint of indifference in his eyes.

Mo Yi's brows stretched, and his clenched palms slowly parted.

He leaned lightly on the white jade railing, and there was a pool of calm lake water in his eyes.

He looked at the little pink hand, and the breeze blew a few strands of sideburns to his forehead.

The early summer sun was not cold, and the lotus in the pond was a beautiful background, and the corners of his lips were curved, as if he was smiling.