"Shanghuang." Mo Yixiao's voice trembled a little, the embarrassment of the atmosphere lingered, and the chaos had receded.

Shanghuang's green eyes flashed with doubt, in fact, Shanghuang was very surprised when he first saw Mo Yixiao, because Mo Yixiao looked at him with a strange look, as if he was looking at someone through him.

Now this strange feeling is becoming clearer, and the truth that has been obscured in the past is becoming clearer.

Sure enough, Shanghuang saw the man with gentle eyes in front of him take off his disguise, and he was shouting, "Lady Sumire......"

Lady Sumire?!

The name in Mo Yixiao's mouth exploded in Shanghuang's ears like thunder.

Shanghuang, who has grown up in Prince Gong's Mansion for many years, has not heard of this beautiful Mrs. Jianyan? But no one had ever told him what this Lady Sumire had to do with him, not even the light rain who had been taking care of him growing up......

However, he thought of his own strange eye color, and the alien boy who was very similar to him. Recent events are strung together to form a clear thread, and the truth is becoming clearer and clearer when the layers of fog are peeled away.

Looking at Shanghuang's shocked look, Mo Yixiao knew that Shanghuang might have already understood the matter.

The corners of Mo Yixiao's mouth hooked up a wry smile, "I finally found you, Mo Lian......"

Hearing the name that he hadn't seen for a long time, Shanghuang suddenly felt like a world away. The long hair hung down and covered the pretty face.

At that moment, almost all the conjectures became facts, only Shanghuang still didn't give up, he asked stupidly, "Lord Wang, please tell Shanghuang, my life experience ......"

Mo Yixiao smiled bitterly, "Mo Lian, you are so smart. Do you still need to tell you this? ”

The gentle Danfeng eyes were still interpreting his deep affection, and the noble Eighth Prince's voice was lonely, "I didn't expect that the Thirteenth Imperial Aunt hid you so well." I didn't even find out ......."

With this whisper, the corners of Mo Yixiao's mouth hooked up a smile of any meaning, "These days, the Khan of the Western Regions has also looked for you, didn't he say anything to you?" ”

Shanghuang was stunned, and when he thought of the noble king of Xiliang, he thought of the cold eyes at that time.

"Shanghuang, I'll redeem myself for you, come back to Xiliang with me."

"Shanghuang, don't you want to know your own life experience, don't you want to see your mother's home country?"

"Shanghuang, you must not fall in love with that man, remember you can't!"

Looking at Shanghuang's increasingly gloomy eyes, Mo Yixiao smiled wistfully, "I think you have a good relationship with the prince of the Western Regions, no wonder he is your cousin after all...... It's just that you're so similar, they're one of the few blood relatives you......"

The sudden reversal of his life experience made Shanghuang seem a little overwhelmed, he bit his pink lips tightly, his voice was no longer clear, and there was a dullness that he tried his best to suppress, "My mother is ......"

"Ice is as dyed, soft as a violet. This is the praise that the people of Shangjing City have been praising the appearance of Aunt Ran and Mrs. Sumire for many years. In the past, Mo Jinyan was known as the first beauty in the Western Regions, but everyone ignored a question, Princess Snow Lotus in the Western Regions has always been known for her unparalleled appearance, so how could anyone be so beautiful than her? ”

"Princess Snow Lotus?" Shanghuang opened a pair of blue eyes abruptly, the rumored Princess Snow Lotus with a peerless face turned out to be, was it actually his mother?

Everything exploded in Shang Huang's mind like thunder, so isn't the young prince his brother......

Looking at Shanghuang's increasingly pale cheeks, he guessed what he was thinking about Mo Yixiao, and touched Shanghuang's head as if he was soothing, "Actually, you and Xiao Han are not related by blood." Because, you are not the son of the Thirteenth Emperor Uncle......"

"Mo Lian was born with different eyes, this is not accidental, the envoy of the Western Regions and Mrs. Jin Yan were very good, and they once aroused people's criticism, until your birth ......"

In the future, naturally there is no need for Mo Yixiao to say more, Shanghuang nodded clearly, his face was still pale without a trace of blood.

Is that so?

Is this actually the case?

That's why the man despised him so much......

Looking at the disgraced Shanghuang, Mo Yixiao sighed and walked out, although he was reluctant, Mo Yixiao finally understood that there were some things that Shanghuang needed to solve by himself.

Shanghuang never thought that the belated truth would be like this, no wonder when the eighth prince came to visit, Weiyu always had to tell himself not to go out.

Sure enough, I'm still afraid of being bumped into, bumping into a face that looks like Mrs. Sumire......

I don't know how long it took when the last trace of afterglow was submerged, Shanghuang finally retracted his flying thoughts, straightened his already stiff body, and finally found the focus of a pair of blue phoenix eyes.

Mo Han, who had just come to Yicui Building, was stopped by Mo Yixiao. The gentle man's eyes smiled, "Xiao Han, you come to see our baby Shanghuang every day, don't you take a fancy to him?" ”

Mo Han's black phoenix eyes flashed with a hint of puzzlement, although Mo Yixiao in front of him was still smiling in his eyes, but he could feel that the Eighth Emperor Brother in front of him was very angry.

He had never been scheming, and he faintly felt that the source of his brother Mo Yixiao's anger came from that blue-eyed young man......

"Brother Huang, I like Shanghuang, I want to redeem myself for Shanghuang."

Although he didn't know what Mo Yixiao was thinking, Mo Han still confided his thoughts bluntly.

"Sure enough, I have taken a fancy to my baby Shanghuang, and it is also our Shanghuang, but I am a treasure with a mess, which is naturally endearing. However, Shanghuang is also different for Xiao Han, after all, he has a deep relationship with the young man named Mo Lian......

Sure enough, I saw Mo Han's complexion change greatly, and Mo Yixiao smiled gently, "Xiao Han, even if the Thirteenth Emperor Aunt hides from me, even you are hiding from me." Why don't you let me know the Tao? Anyway, Mo Lian doesn't mean anything to you, does it? But it doesn't matter what you say now, after all, I've got him, I've got Mo Lian, and he's my Shanghuang son who leans on Cuilou. ”

"Brother Huang, I won't let you know. Because I can't forget, he's the woman's child! His existence is an insult to the Mo Xi royal family! ”

The chill that Mo Han burst out in an instant pierced Mo Yixiao's chest.

Mo Yixiao's smile became more pure, "Xiao Han, don't you like him?" If you like him, why do you hate him so much? ”

"Xiaohan, what do you want to do?"

"Brother Huang, I said I wanted to go to the phoenix, I want him!" There was incomprehensible stubbornness in Mo Han's eyes.

"For what? Because he is a phoenix? Because he's my number one dancer? Xiao Han, it's obvious that the one you like is Twilight......"

It was as if someone had been poked in the heart all of a sudden, and the chill in Mo Han's eyes was even worse.

"Xiao Han, when my brother advises you, it's best to find out the truth about Xiliang Khan's return to China."

Looking at Mo Yixiao's figure drifting away, Mo Han's eyes flashed with doubts, Mo Yixiao's hints were enough to prove that the return of Xiliang Khan was inextricably linked to Mo Lian's life experience.

As soon as Mo Han entered the Wutong Residence, he found that there was no familiar figure in the house, and when he asked the child, he realized that Shanghuang was still living in the middle of nowhere.

As Xiao Tong came to the remote residence and saw that familiar figure, Mo Han's heart was irrepressibly relieved.

Shang Huang's appearance was still a little sluggish, obviously he had not completely detached himself from the state just now, and Mo Han, who saw Shang Huang's cute appearance for the first time, hooked a soft arc at the corner of his mouth.

"Morian ......"

He whispered the man's name, as if to wake up the beauty who was still intoxicated.

Hearing Mo Han's call, Shanghuang's body trembled uncontrollably......

Mo Han, Mo Han......

"Young Lord, what are you going to do in the phoenix? What can Shanghuang do for you? ”

This is the first time, Shanghuang's blue eyes looked at Mo Han fearlessly, and he called him the young prince. At this moment, Mo Han seemed to have traveled through the corridor of years and returned to the beautiful Prince Gong's Mansion.

It seems that the young man in front of him is still the shy young man who grew up in the palace, not the smiling Shanghuang Gongzi, as if there has never been any betrayal and hurt between them......

"Mo Lian, let's go home."

No longer as stubborn as before, Mo Lian, I want you.

It's just such a faint sentence, Mo Lian, let's go home.

Let the mask that the indifferent teenager has been disguised take off in an instant, home? Does he still have a home?

The pain and grievances that have been hidden in my heart are unreservedly exposed in front of Mo Han at this time.

Tears broke through the turquoise eyes and surged out, Mo Han hugged the young man's thin arm, and he whispered softly in the young man's ear, "Go home, Mo Lian, let's go home together." ”

The young man, who was still crying, nodded heavily in his arms.

What about being swayed by your background? What about taking advantage of betrayal?

All he covets is that warmth......

When Shanghuang came to the chaotic Yicui Pavilion, the beauty's dazzling eyes were full of sympathy. He looked at Shanghuang with reddish eyes faintly, and sighed softly, "Huang'er, have you thought about it?" ”

Shanghuang looked at the chaos who had been taking care of him, and the tears couldn't stop gushing up. He shook his head and said, "I've thought about it, I'll go back and go back with him." ”

"Huang'er, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it." A gentle emotion, but it contains a lot of sadness and melancholy.

Shanghuang opened those beautiful blue eyes and looked at the chaos quietly, "Confusion, have you ever regretted it?" ”

Confused but didn't answer, he asked with a faint smile, "Huang'er, what do you want?" ”

It's such a simple sentence, but it stopped Shanghuang.

The corners of the beauty's lips hooked slightly, "Huang'er, there are as many beauties in this Yicui Pavilion as there are carp across the river, even if your appearance is really rare, but when you first entered the building, you didn't know anything, and there was nothing remarkable at all." Mo Yixiao and I are just interested in your lifeless spirit, I have never seen a person practice dancing so desperately. ”

"The people in the building say that you cling to the powerful and that you regard wealth as your life. But now you have your name and your money. But I'm still not happy, so I don't understand, what do you want? ”

Shanghuang lowered his head and sighed, now he is indeed famous and has no shortage of money, take out the word Shanghuang, anyone will give him three points of color because of Mo Yixiao. But that's not what he wants.

He is famous, but these false names only make his life in Yicui Lou better, so as not to die miserably and miserably, no one cares; He is rich, and the son of Shanghuang dances at will, which makes those gentlemen spend a lot of money.

What does he want?

He wants a caring.

What Shanghuang wants is that people care about themselves and regard themselves as the most cherished people. When he was hungry, someone brought him a delicious meal; When it was cold, someone opened his arms for him; was angry, and someone coaxed him softly; He was sick, and some people were anxious and worried about him.

Shanghuang has been looking for so long, and all he wants is such a person, who can really pay for him to fill his heart that lacks love. Money, fame and fortune can't be given to him, but this care and spoiling can be given.

"All I want is for that person to treat me the way he treats Lord Twilight."

That's right, whether it's Mo Lian when she was young, or Shanghuang now, all you want is to be so gentle and care like that.

He stroked Huang's head and sighed, "Huang'er, you are not me, and you will never be what I am now." ”

Fool, such a person really looks like a stupid boy who hits the south wall and doesn't look back.

Gently rubbed the black hair of the phoenix, and looked at him with some distress, his stupid phoenix, what he asked for was always so simple, and he didn't know if that person could fulfill his wish.

Before leaving with Mo Han, Shanghuang came to the post house where Han Xi lived. When he saw Shanghuang, his cold expression was so sad that he couldn't be more sad.

"Shanghuang, you ......"

Shanghuang smiled slightly, and the face that was very similar to Han Xi flashed with a light that Han Xi had never seen before.

"Call me Mo Lian, now there is no more ...... in this world"

"Morian ......"

Jerkily called Shanghuang's name, and shook his head coldly, "Mo Lian? Whose family is Mo Lian? Shanghuang, you are Shanghuang, you are obviously Shanghuang!! ”

Mo Lian smiled, looking a little bitter, "Hanxi, why did you deceive yourself like this?" ”

"Then you're here to say goodbye to me?" The cold face gradually appeared cold that Mo Lian had never seen before.

"I'm sorry ......"

Mo Lian lowered her head, not daring to look at this young man who was very similar to herself, or maybe she felt indebted to her blood relative......

Looking at Mo Lian like this, Han Xi's original anger disappeared, he smiled softly, and actually teased Mo Lian, "You...... That's why people eat to death. ”

Gentle ripples flashed in his cold green eyes, "However, I will protect you, I will definitely protect you, whether you are Shanghuang or Mo Lian." ”

"Hanxi, thank you, thank you......"

"That's right." Han Xi took out a few things from his coat pocket and handed them to Mo Lian, "These things are all medical holy products in my Western Regions, I think you naturally use them." ”

"And this ......" Han Xi took out a small bottle from his sleeve, the white porcelain vial contained a transparent liquid, which seemed to be clearer than water, "This is our Xiliang's divine water, big enough to bring the dead back to life, small enough to have the effect of rejuvenating the skin." However, ......" elongated his voice, and his cold appearance was a little mysterious.

"This thing, unless you have to, you should not use it lightly......" When he said this, a trace of crimson flashed on his cold white face.

"Well, I know what I said, thank you for being cold." Mo Lian looked at the gentleness of the cold smile.

Thank you, Hanxi. Thank you, brother.

When the news that Shanghuang was bought back to the palace by the young prince of Prince Gong's mansion came, there was a sigh around. However, everyone has to sigh that maybe only a cold and arrogant son like Mo Han is qualified to hold such a beautiful and unparalleled Shanghuang son.

There are also disdainful people who secretly ridicule, what is the first dancing girl, Shanghuang is nothing more than that, but he left after staying in Yicuilou for a year, and thought he would stay with the shelf for a long time, and now it seems that he is just a person who tends to be inflammatory, and his appearance is extremely high, in the final analysis, he is still greedy for wealth......

Mo Lian had already packed his bags, although he had not been in Yicui Building for a long time, but the money he got was very small. He left all these things to the mess that had been taking care of him.

Seeing that he had strengthened his determination, he didn't persuade him again, but just left him some softness so that he could make ends meet if something happened in the future.

As soon as Mo Lian left, the saddest thing to cry was the little girl who had been taking care of him with a smile, and the girl who loved to laugh was crying breathlessly. The most reluctant, still in Mo