It's tears that soak in it.

It's bitter heart-Nalan Ziting, who had just walked out of Yicui Building, was still a little indignant, "Brother, why don't you let me continue?" ”

"Yue, does what you're saying now still make sense?" When the elder brother asked rhetorically.

However, Nalan Ziting blinked his black pure eyes and asked, "Why not?" Brother Qingcheng, I just want my cousin to know that since I decided what I wanted from the beginning, then don't regret it. Or that no matter what happened, he shouldn't regret it, because a qiē was his choice. If he repents now, no, even if he repents now, nothing can be saved! ”

Nothing left......

Maybe all that can be left is a sigh, and there are wounds that will never heal in the bottom of my heart.

A red shadow passed by them, and he heard the conversation between the two clearly.

The man in red smiled miserably, and his fiery red body was as shocking as if he had been watered with blood.

Only when you lose do you know how to cherish, this is the most ridiculous drama in the world.

Confusion is not allowed, and I will not allow it.

Mo Yixiao, you don't have such an opportunity.

You don't.

You don't-The conversation between the two naturally broke up unhappily, and the moment Mo Lian turned around, Mo Yixiao opened his mouth, "Mo Lian, you are not confused. ”

You're not.

A fluttering sentence is heavier than a daughter for Mo Lian.

"I'm not like a mess."

Mo Lian also returned to lightness.

Who better than these two people know what kind of character Beauty Blurry is?

It will only take a few decades for such a character to come out, how can it be compared.

Mo Yixiao's original intention Mo Lian is clear, he just wants to sue himself, don't be overwhelmed, why bother to do that thankless thing if you don't have the ability to be messy?

"I'm not a mess." Mo Lian repeated lightly and continued, "I'm not you either, Lord Wang. ”

I'm just Mo Lian, just the Shanghuang boy who was once held in the palm of your hand.

But even this is something I want to do, no, something that must be done.

The moment she walked out of Yicui Building, Mo Lian's heart was very complicated, and she had to say that until that moment, Mo Yixiao was facing herself.

However, he was the one who killed them in the first place, and his attitude was so ambiguous and vague that it was disgusting.

Mo Han or Mo Yixiao.

The people of the Mo family are all top acting schools.

Mo Yixiao looked at Mo Lian's shadow, his red clothes like flames lined with his black hair, and his incomparable beauty.

But it made him feel inexplicably cold, and at this moment he wanted to scream very much, call the red shadow who had been by his side.

With a long sigh of relief, Mo Yixiao sighed.

He stroked his frowning brows, and an inexplicable feeling of exhaustion flowed into his limbs.

Messy ......

Somehow I fell asleep.

When he woke up, Mo Yixiao rubbed his arm that was sore and numb, then grabbed the shawl covering his body, and said with a smile, "Messy, it's you......"

The half-sentence was silenced.

After a long time, the man's suppressed laughter came, low and suppressed, quiet and solemn.

How did he forget?

It's no more.

He is no longer - when Mo Lian walked out of Yicui Building, he saw Cui Yunfeng, the little son of Cui in the tea house opposite, it was not so much a coincidence that Cui Yunfeng was waiting for him.

Mo Lian walked to the young son of the Cui family, and then the two walked to the private room of the tea house.

"What do you want to say?"

went straight to the point, and even the words on the scene made Mo Lian feel redundant.

But the unfathomable man smiled lightly, as if he were talking to him as if he were talking to him.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, he said, "The first time I saw chaos was when I was nine years old. ”

I have to say that this man is very good at playing with people's hearts, and he also knows very well what Mo Lian wants most at this moment.

In fact, at the moment when the most important person in the world died, Mo Lian pretended to be strong, and the defense line in her heart almost collapsed.

No matter who it is, he is very willing to listen to it, listen to the messy stories, whether it is to remember it in this way, or to make excuses for his weakness.

He just wants to hear it, and he wants to hear the stories that belong to the separation and the beauty of the beauty.

"I'm not a descendant of the Cui family, yes, I'm different from them."

Cui Yunfeng still had a faint smile on his face, and he said such a paragraph lightly, the potential meaning was nothing more than to Mo Lianjiang, we are the same people.

Is it out?

Mo Lian's green pupils darkened, whether it was separated or not, Mo Yixiao and Mo Han, even if he stood at the same angle, even if he stood at the top of the Cui family in the future, he was still different from them.

They are concubines, and he is concubines.

The fatal gap, no matter what the future holds, such a background cannot be erased.

"Cui Xiaogongzi, you are wrong, I am different from you."

Mo Lian's words were soft and gentle, and his face was full of nostalgia, "I didn't know my identity before, I didn't know who my parents were, and I didn't have the concept of a concubine, in the eyes of that child, whether it was the prince of Gong or the lord of Duge County, they were all my masters, and I was different from you." ”

I'm different from you - no matter how humble the child is, he is a master, but he is different, he is just a slave raised by a master.

Gentle and silent, amiable to watch.

This is the appearance of the little baby who was once raised in Prince Gong's mansion.

It's just gentle and good, but it's almost cowardly, and it's a parasite-like temperament.

Later, whether it was Mu Saren or Nalan Ziting, they always said something to Mo Lian with half complaints.

But they were born to be the pride of the sky, and they never considered things from his point of view.

Because he was born superior to others, in their eyes, Mo Lian's temperament was wrong, and it was his weakness that caused his own tragedy.

However, the chaos understands that the beauty who grew up behind Yicui Lou is no longer the pure white and flawless young master who left home.

He gained a lot and lost a lot.

Therefore, he can comfort Mo Lian from Mo Lian's point of view, because even he knows that he can't do anything beside him no matter what.

Therefore, only he can hold Mo Lian in his arms with a loving look.

It's just him—"The only thing in common is him, and chaos is important to us." ”

Cui Yunfeng's voice was faint, and his black eyes were still nostalgic, "The first time I saw him, it was when I was nine years old. That year, my sister entered the palace and finally made a good ladder for the prince at that time. At that time, leaving home was not as good as before, but for the son of the Cui family, who had just entered Beijing and had a slight status, that little young master was already expensive. ”

"I'm a concubine, my biological mother is just a singer bought by my father, my aunt is jealous, and my life in the house is naturally not easy. I don't remember what I had to do with my eldest brother and then they beat me up that day, I just remember that on that snowy night, I met the favorite person of my life when I was covered in wolves. ”

Back then, the young Liluo stretched out his hand to Cui Yunfeng, who was covered in bruises, with a smile and a word of concern.

This took root in Cui Yunfeng's heart.

The funny thing is that this first encounter that Cui Yunfeng couldn't forget until he died, was easily abandoned by the little young master who left home.

In that person's heart, there is only the encounter with Mo Yixiao, and the only thing that can not be bypassed for the rest of his life.

Cui Xiaogongzi's words were full of admiration, but I was afraid that the memories of the year were too good.

"At that moment, I thought I had met an immortal."

Mo Lian looked at the nostalgia that rose on that handsome face and sighed.

The right time met the wrong person.

It was wrong from the beginning - Cui Yunfeng continued, "It took me a lot of effort to find out from my brother, and it turned out that he was the little master who left home. At that time, I thought that it was the best smile I had ever seen in my life, and I would definitely protect such a bright smile from fading. ”

However, the eyes of the young master who left home were full of Mo Yixiao, the Eighth Highness of the current dynasty.

I never paid attention to the shadow behind him, the Cui family who was always watching him.

In the future, Cui Yunfeng did not say it.

Mo Lian didn't want to hear it either.

Such stories are too similar, but since then they have dreamed of sweet endings.

It's a pity that no matter how hard they try, the person they love will not be the one in their eyes.

No.

No—if she had the chance, she would have set foot in her father's homeland and fulfill his dream, which had been unfulfilled for many years.

Before leaving, Arnold leaned over and gave a kiss on Sumire's hand, which was the highest courtesy of a British gentleman to a lady. Sumire, who knew the etiquette of the Western Regions, smiled and stood on tiptoe and kissed Arnold's cheek.

Arnold whispered in her ear, "Sumire, you are the best girl I have ever met, God will bless you, may you be happy!" ”

At that time, Mo Jinyan didn't know what irreparable damage the two of them would cause to her future by their actions when they parted.

It was also at that time that the gossip in the mansion spread even better, and although Mo Hantian tried his best to suppress it, it could not help but reach Mo Jinyan's ears.

After that, Jin Yan became pregnant, and the rumors in the house also disappeared because of this happy event.

But this joy only lasted until Mo Lian was born, who was born in the cold spring of the following year, and he was born prematurely, and his birth date was more than two months earlier than the expected date of delivery. His own body is also weak, if it weren't for Mo Jinyan's internal strength to continue his life at that time, I am afraid that he would have died early.

But after giving birth, Jin Yan, who was already in weak health, also had too much internal force on her son, and within a few days, she died, and the myth of the Western Regions was destroyed......

Mo Hantian also lost his lover, and since then he has been ill for a long time, and he has not thought about tea and dinner all day long, and he followed Mo Jinyan in less than two months.

This is the end of the love between the two. It makes people feel emotional, and they can't wait to greet each other......

Or that fairy tales are fairy tales, but the final ending of love in a fallen city may not be equally happy......