Chapter 405
Mo Lian, Ziting Tan, I have been with him for fifteen years
From now on, I want to talk about their stories, only their stories - Mo Lian Chapter "Brother Mo Lian, it is the first time that we have come to talk calmly like this. β
It begins with a soft word, opening up a nightmarish splendor.
is still such a delicate face, delicate and picturesque, and the stunning face is lined with a light smile, which is naturally Allure.
I only sigh that the alluring city is peerless, but it was born early.
A head of green silk as white as snow.
Seeing Mo Lian chuckling and nodding, Nalan Ziting sighed, as if sighing, as if recalling, "I always feel that time has passed for a long time, and it has only been more than five years since I went around." Brother Mo Lian's appearance is naturally beautiful, but there are more than 10 million beauties in this world? All I liked was the hair, black as satin and black as ink. It's just that now, the crane's hair is like snow, and his face is not old, and he is only a king. β
"What are you sighing again? If you want to tease me, why don't you come and see yourself. Mo Lian retorted with a smile, and then stretched out her hand to pull the bronze mirror beside her, the beauty in the mirror was beautiful, bright and incomprehensible, especially a pair of eyes with still shadows, and the brilliance passed through the Liuhe.
However, he was just a teenager, and his thick black hair suddenly turned white.
The two looked at each other, and they did not hide their gloomy feelings when they smiled indifferently.
However, the love is deep and long-lived, and the wisdom will be hurt.
After a long time, Nalan Ziting spoke, "In the past, I was indeed on the side of Cousin Mo Han, and there is nothing that I can't do for that person, I don't think there's anything wrong with that." But this is not a reason for him to hurt others and trample on them. β
The indifference after a thousand sails is not something that everyone can have, it's just that they are all different, it's just a simple conversation, and Mo Lian also replied lightly, "For the sake of the Liu family's Dusk Song County Lord, there is nothing he can't." I occasionally reminisce over the years. Before I could remember, Weiyu told me that he was very good to me, would hug me and coax me, and would carefully call my brother.
It's just that later, those tenderness were withdrawn, and the reason was naturally because of my different eyes. Nowadays people always talk about people who are not of our race, and their hearts must be different. This is not unreasonable, people have always instinctively rejected outsiders, even if it was a weak orphan like my mother who gave up her father to come to the palace. Therefore, I was born with different eyes, and I thought that I would be rejected and even never recovered. β
As if the corridor of memory was broken, Mo Lian's dark eyes were full of nostalgia, "Before I was ten years old, I didn't know his identity, just when I remembered, Weiyu hugged me, looking at him and the Dusk Song County Lord from a distance, Weiyu said to me, look, he is your brother."
You know what? The first word I said in this world, the first sentence, was not my father or mother, let alone a light rain, but that brother. I stumbled towards him and called my brother softly, but instead of warmth, not a simple hug, but his contemptuous white eyes, his young face was sharp, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and he spit out a rolling word coldly. β
Nalan Ziting is such a smart person, he can guess most of the next things. Later, that child was naturally used to looking at him secretly, and he just thought that the boy's smile was really good-looking, and the girl he spoiled was too happy.
Over time, there was attachment, secretly watching the two people in the corner, and then smiling with them.
"At that time, I really liked him, and my eyes were full of him."
Speaking of the past, Mo Lian's smile was faint, and the meaning of nostalgia was far-reaching, as if she was reminiscing about the period when she was young.
"But he doesn't want to." The innocent boy back then was brutally betrayed and abandoned, and he was so simple that he didn't even hesitate at all, let alone care a little.
After a pause, Mo Lian summed up what happened before he was fourteen years old, "I fell in love with his smile, even if it didn't belong to me, I was in love, in the early morning light, the young man in white smiled at the girl in pink shirt, you see how gentle he smiled, how good-looking, I think I just fell in love with a phantom." β
Nalan Ziting nodded, agreeing with Mo Lian's words, falling in love with the phantom itself, or falling in love with love, these are not absolute absurd jokes.
At least he thinks so, that young simple silly child just fell in love with that smile and sank to death.
"And what about later? Why do you want to go home with him, why do you want to let him do harm? β
"It's just that I want to gamble again."
Mo Lian's answer is as simple as that, yes, it's just another gamble, how do you know that there will be no one in this world who is desperate for this annoying love?
The wind and snow moon are annoying for no reason.
"It's just that I lost completely, and I am willing to gamble and lose, but if I lose, will he win again?"
Asking with a smile on her face, Mo Lian raised her head and looked at Nalan Ziting's eyes.
Maybe it's a gamble, or maybe it's also waiting for a chance to let go.
No matter how illusory love is, it has also given him beauty, and the gentle smile of the young man has been a glance for 10,000 years.
is like the phoenix that lingers in my heart, all the time, intellectually let go, but emotionally can't.
So, he was just waiting, waiting for an opportunity to end a qiΔ, waiting for a reason to cut off a qiΔ.
The heart of waiting is like ashes, and finally the green pupils are gone. He smiled and walked out.
"It wasn't until that moment that I realized that I still didn't hate, why hate? If there is no love, there will be no hate. Some people say that I should hate him, but hatred is born from the heart, and without love, there is naturally no hate. β
"But you still hate him."
This sentence Nalan Ziting said very surely, and he did grasp the conclusive evidence, because there was a mascot in his body, because his eyes themselves were the biggest evidence.
"I hate him."
In just three words, Mo Lian spit out very lightly, "I hate him, because he ruined my home, and he doesn't even want to leave the last bit of memory." β
"Actually, it's nothing, it's complicated to be tired of the country's enemies and families, resentful and hateful, and tired of being injured. In the past, they were childhood sweethearts, and they didn't guess. It was the sweetest time, and I, alone, envious and jealous, I was very unhappy. It's impossible to say that there is no hatred, but now there is no resentment. β
Mo Lian's words were still so light, so faint that Nalan Ziting himself felt light, "Love someone so deeply, hate someone too, but love you and hate you can't avoid one cares after all, the deepest revenge is just about not caring about one." β
"No love and no hate, this is our final end."
It's the ending that I haven't been able to see through.
It seems that he has fallen into a long dream, and the dream is gone, Mo Lian still smiles gently and beautifully, he shook his white fingers, and said softly to Nalan Ziting, "Little ghost, your story should also begin." β
The following is a preview ~ The Purple Court Chapter that is about to start ~~ I think my heart is probably dead.
He should hate me, I hurt his wife and killed his newborn child with my own hands, and he has no reason to forgive me.
At that moment, I almost thought that my happiness, my freedom, my love, and my love had all fallen, and I would never recover.
My brother is dead, why are you still alive and why are they all alive?
Becoming crazy and becoming a demon, but not the pain of that sentence is bone-chilling, heart-wrenching?
Why?
For his cross-examination? Or is it for the deep love that has been precipitated for these 5,000 years?
As much as I love her, I hate this country.
He shouldn't miss me, I'm bad, I killed his wife and daughter, I hurt the whole country is not peaceful, he shouldn't think about me, he should forget.
Ziting Chapter looked at Mo Lian's faint smile, and Nalan Ziting said, "My story is going to be long. β
Looking at Nalan Ziting's playful smile, Mo Lian rubbed his face, "Oh? Then I'm going to hear it. β
Facing his cousin's rare and curious appearance, Nalan Ziting said lightly, "I was born on the night of the full moon stained with blood, my father died at the hands of traitors that night, and my mother also died after giving birth to me, it can be said that my birth symbolizes the decline of the entire Ice Country. When I was young, my brother was kind to me, almost meticulous. However, I always wonder what kind of eyes is Brother Qingcheng looking at me? After thinking about it, there was no result, and then I simply didn't want to, after all, I just need to know that my brother is good to me, and that's enough. β
"It's like something you can do." Mo Lian chuckled, and then quietly waited for the story that Nalan Ziting was going to tell next.
"My brother and I have been very close since we were children, you all know this, and what a ridiculous thing it is to wash my hands and make soup for my brother, and even raise cows in the palace, but my brother did just that. When did I start to have memories that I can't even remember myself, I just know that when I can't remember my name as Nalan Ziting, I already remembered my brother and remembered Nalan Zichen. β
"My childhood was happy, how many people admired me, my supreme position, my gentle and doting brother, and even my unique ability, you see, I just have this natural ability to attract jealousy."
The pride that Nalan Ziting said in this sentence, Mo Lian also agreed with it from the bottom of her heart, how proud the delicate doll was when she first saw her, but in the blink of an eye, he was no longer the little child who was nested in his brother's arms and refused to come out, he had grown up.
"But I'm more interested in the two little friends around you, everyone says that Nalan Zichen is perfect, and says that you have to marry King Luoling, but in my opinion, your brother is still not as popular as you."
Mo Lian's words were ridiculous, and Nalan Ziting also took it naturally, "Remnant and Yuelan?" We have grown up together since childhood, we are good partners, in the past, my brother would always hand me over to the disabled to take care of me when he went on a mission, he is my shadow guard, which is understandable, and Xiaolan ......"
Nalan Ziting's words paused, and he seemed to fall into a long and distant memory, "When my brother is on a mission, I always stand at the top of my dormitory and watch my brother's palace refuse to sleep night after night, obviously I look like an ignorant child, but Xiaolan said that she likes it, she likes me like this." β
"What do these two siblings love? Even I don't know. β
Nalan Ziting smiled bitterly, "Actually, I'm scared, Brother Mo Lian, five thousand years of memories can really crush people, sometimes I envy you, at least a bowl of Meng Po soup will go down, and the past will disappear." β
"I naturally understand what you said, but I can't control my own thinking, I can't control those irrepressible killing intent, my brother is my alone, and no one is allowed to touch it. So I did a lot of crazy things. In fact, the reason why the Nalan family is so thin is also due to my contributions. I also forgot in which life I killed many people, because they were so tired that my brother died because of them, and at that moment, I can't remember anything, but I felt that my world was soaked in blood. β
Mo Lian was silent, he quietly looked at the child who was talking about his dripping pain, Nalan Ziting's voice was like a gorgeous and exquisite nightmare, and after the nightmare was dripping pain.
It seems to have returned to a long time ago, when he was frantically slaughtering his own people, it was really a catastrophe, as if the beautiful white Snow City was also dyed a flame of bright red.
Kill, kill, kill.
There seems to be only one thought in my head.
That's right, my brother is dead, why is he still alive, why are they all still alive?
Becoming crazy and becoming a demon, but not the pain of that sentence is bone-chilling, heart-wrenching?
Why?
For his cross-examination? Or is it for the deep love that has been precipitated for these 5,000 years?
I don't know how long it took, and even he didn't know what the end of this catastrophe was, maybe because there was a person who hugged his crazy self and softly dropped a word in his ear.
Yes, the blood-stained prince stopped killing at that moment, but what did the cursed words say?
What did he say?
It's just a very simple sentence.
And he said, Behold, this is thy brother's treasure.
Nalan Ziting, who woke up from the bleak memories, pulled out a light smile, and her bright and radiant face was a beautiful scenery wherever she went.
"Brother Mo Lian, I, how much I love my brother, how much I hate this country."
However, I still have to protect him, because he is my brother's treasure.
Five thousand years, such a long time, it hurts and tiring to protect this cold and impersonal country alone.
However, I don't have any pain anymore because I've been numb for a long time.
"You all know about what happened later, my brother has a fiancΓ©e, and I returned to Qingcheng, why did I argue with Nalan Mingling, even I can't remember, she is indeed a smart woman, smart enough to learn to use anyone's heart."
"I never thought that my brother would misunderstand me, nor did I expect to be retreated down the stairs by him, and the one who rolled down the stairs with wolf bΓ¨i was me! That's right, Nalan Mingling was pregnant at that time, and his brother should spoil her. β
"Envy? Envy? Brother Mo Lian, I know that you are envious, even if you never say it. But, you see how ridiculous we are, at that moment I almost thought that my happiness, my freedom, my love, my every qiΔ had fallen, and I would never recover. β
Looking at the young man in front of him, Mo Lian didn't make a sound, the two brothers who had been fiercely admired by him in their childhood, were actually not as happy as people imagined, they were very unhappy.
"I'm always calculating, going to Luoyang to become that Oiran Yueji is, and ending Nalan Mingling's life, including robbing such an ugly thing. I've been calculating all my life, but I've never counted my brother, not once, and it's ridiculous that he doesn't believe me. β
Nalan Ziting's eyebrows and eyes are still as gorgeous and almost bewitching as when he was a child, "My brother asked me to resist the disaster for that ugly child, and I agreed, we had a dispute at that time, and we even started to fight." It's my fault, I'm him off, and I say he doesn't dare touch me because I'm the one he loves the most. I am his younger brother, the only one in this world who has the same blood as him. β
"However, we still fought, I haven't seen my brother's swordsmanship for a long time, and the time is wrong. My swordsmanship, my qiΔ were all taught by my brother, and naturally there was no chance of beating him. His sword was against my throat, and I held my brother's sword tightly, and at that moment he wanted to kill me......"
A killing word, Nalan Ziting said it lightly, but Mo Lian was shocked to hear it, and Nalan Zichen's care for his younger brother in the past came to his heart again.
Still, this qiΔ can't stop or change those annoying memories.
"Then, he said to me, don't come back, Nalan Ziting, don't come back, I don't forgive you."
I think my heart was dead at that moment.