On the second day of Shanghuang's departure from Beijing, many royal nobles, including many high-ranking ministers, died mysteriously, and people said that their deaths were quite miserable, and there was no good skin on their bodies, as if they were possessed by ghosts.

Mo Yixiao, who got the news, broke into Mo Lian's room in surprise and asked, "Did you do it?" ”

Mo Lian smiled faintly, and her eyes that were already out of focus also showed a smile, "Don't say it's not what you want." ”

"As I said, I won't let go of any of the people who hurt the mess!"

Who's sobbing?

Liu Duge looked blankly at the huge Gongwang Mansion, who is it, who is crying?

Passing through the flower-filled courtyard, I came to a secluded side courtyard. What is this place?

When she was confused, a shout of scolding entered her ears.

"Kill you! Kill you little bastard! ”

"A little with no father and no mother!"

"Shame, shame, no one wants!"

It was the child of the housekeeper and the slave, the child who was surrounded by them did not fight back, he was covered with scars, but there was no grievance or sadness on his little face, just a faint look, it was a habitual look.

When the children got tired, they all ran away. The scarred child stood up, patted the stains off his clothes and left.

The originally indifferent face was replaced by the usual gentle and shy smile at the moment of turning around.

"Oops, is Xiaolian being bullied again?"

The kind grandmother asked with a concerned face, the child's voice was crisp, and a little face looked a little shy, "I'm fine, don't worry." ”

Then he walked to a place where there was no one, and the little child curled up his body, as if to give himself the warmest hug, and low sobs gradually came.

Even Liu Duge could feel his sadness, but he was like a wounded little beast, always licking his wounds alone, leaving others with a gentle and shy smile, no matter how many shadows there were behind that smile.

A woman's compassion always prevails, and she stepped forward to hug this weak and lonely little child.

At that moment, the child stopped sobbing, he raised his head, and his beautiful face was full of sad tears, and his eyes were empty and nothing left was darkness.

He stretched out his hand and grabbed Liu Duge tightly, "This is my eye!" ”

"Give me back my eyes!"

His hand gradually reached into Liu Duge's eyes, and Liu Duge woke up from his dream screaming, his pale forehead covered with beads of sweat.

However, it was not such a nightmare that moved her, but the sorrow of the little boy licking his wounds alone.

Since she was a child, Liu Duge didn't understand why she had such a gentle smile when she was bullied.

Now she understands that under every plain and gentle appearance, there is actually a dark night that is well understood, and no one can get out of this dark pool, if she has to say it, it is as clean as Mo Jinyan. Growing up innocent and beautiful in the nourishment of love, because there is such a brother who loves her deeply. And later Mo Hantian also gave her supreme love until the last moment of her life.

However, although she was born with the same gentleness and gentleness as her mother, Mo Lian is just a child who lacks love, and what bursts out of her bones is an extreme desire for family affection.

"Did you let me see it?"

Liu Duge caressed her eyes and asked softly, but no one could answer her in this dead darkness.

There will be darkness in people's hearts, so Liu Duge doesn't know what Lu Dao is, in which? In the days of being bullied, the young Mo Lian was deeply jealous of her, yes, jealousy. There was also admiration, but that admiration had already turned into jealousy for countless days and nights.

Yes, very jealous, very jealous, very jealous......

Every now and then, Mo Lian would always ask in her heart why I can't have all this happiness? Why is it not me who is so spoiled by that person? Why do I have such an unbearable identity......

It was a kind of darkness that had been nesting in my heart for many years, those damp, gloomy and negative emotions that I didn't even understand in the light of rain.

The pain of being ignored, humiliated, and hurt was deeply pressed in the young hearts of the children at that time, and there were too many dark shadows left at what should have been an innocent age.

At the age when he was coquettish in the arms of his parents and earned warmth, he was forced to endure too much unbearable.

It was also through the nightmarish summoning that Liu Duge thought that the three of them grew up together, but? Young Mo Lian always seemed to be silently watching from the corner with a completely different childhood.

When she woke up from her dream, Liu Duge couldn't help but think, what kind of mood and grievance is this? It's just that this grievance is buried deep in his heart, but this child has not talked about it like anyone, and he has not even taken care of the light rain that he grew up.

He was still as gentle as ever, living in the infinite darkness with a beautiful smile.

"Is it because it's flattering to smile all the time?"

Liu Duge felt that her eyes were a little moist, like a stupid!

The dull sound of a heavy object falling to the ground broke the calm, and when Mo Yixiao broke in, he saw such a situation, the young man with his eyes out of focus fell to the ground in a daze, and the kettle beside him had already been broken, the white palm was cut by fragments, and the bright red blood flowed down like a demonstration.

hurriedly stepped forward to help Mo Lian up, but saw the young man wave his hand and refuse his help.

"Little Lotus!" I was very puzzled by the young man's resistance, and Mo Yixiao frowned in disagreement.

"Can you help me for the rest of my life?" Mo Lian stood up and asked softly, "My eyes may be like this for the rest of my life, so I don't accept it." ”

"No one can help me for the rest of my life, I have to learn to do everything well with my own strength."

Looking at the stubborn face of the young man, Mo Yixiao felt very pleased, and there was a feeling that my family had just grown up.

He wanted to say to the man, "Fall, do you see that?" Our phoenix has grown up! Although he is still a little weak, he is very strong, and he is already a good man who can take charge on his own!

If you see it, then please bless him, and bless our phoenix to grow up happily ever after......

The place that must be passed through to reach Xiliang is Saibei, and they went all the way north, because considering Mo Lian's body, Mo Yixiao walked very slowly. And Jiang Ye was worried about his body, so he also accompanied him all the time to help regulate Mo Lian's body.

Mo Lian's little maid smiled and was also asked by Mo Yixiao from Prince Gong's Mansion to accompany Mo Lian back to Xiliang.

When the little girl first saw Mo Lian, she couldn't control her emotions, and she cried miserably, but Mo Lian, the master, couldn't help comforting her, and the young man quipped, "What's the matter?" It's just that I can't see it, the prince is back to Xiliang to inherit the throne, and our lives will be better when the time comes. ”

"We are smiling, we can do whatever we want, there is a boy covering you, but no one dares to bully you anymore. If Hanxiao is still not satisfied, the prince will marry you as my princess, and when the time comes, it will be said that you are messing around, that is, if you want to tear down the palace, I will rely on you. ”

"I don't want to marry Childe!" A smiling pretty face flushed, and even the tears stopped.

"Don't marry Xiaolian? What is this mean? I think the smiling girl is good, but she is a little older than Xiaolian. Mo Yixiao was also interested and began to tease the two.

"What's the point of being bigger? As the saying goes, the female junior holds the gold brick, so that it is convenient to take care of Xiaolian. Even the elegant handsome son Jiang Ye came in.

The little girl's face turned even redder, "I ignore you!" ”

As soon as she turned her head, the little girl who was blushing and could boil eggs ran out shyly.

Half a month passed, and nearly a third of the journey was walked, but the group met Prince Xiliang, who should have returned to China a long time ago.

Han Xi looked at Mo Lian with a clear face, and he said calmly to Mo Yixiao, "You can go and hand over Mo Lian to me." ”

Mo Lian frowned, "Hanxi, why are you still staying here, is it really okay on Musa's side?" ”

"I'm worried about you." said something expressionlessly, and pulled Mo Lian over. The atmosphere was a little stiff, and Mo Lian waved her hand, signaling that Mo Yixiao was okay.

"Go back."

Mo Lian said softly, "It's naturally best for me to go back with Brother Hanxi." ”

"Little Lotus." Mo Yixiao was not at ease, he frowned and did not leave.

"Don't worry about me."

Mo Lian smiled, Mo Yixiao could only sigh, told him back and forth, and warned Hanxiao to take good care of him.

The moment he turned around, he was still a little reluctant, and when he looked back, he saw Mo Lian bowing deeply to him.

"Thank you." So said the boy.

Although hating him hurt the chaos, Mo Yixiao has always been undisguised to spoil himself. Without him, there would be no Mo Lian today.

I don't know when I will see him again today, so Mo Lian expressed her respect for that person in her own way.

Mo Yixiao's eyes were red, he nodded, said take care and crossed the horse and left.

At the moment when Mo Yixiao left, Han Xi took Mo Lian in his arms, the young man had red eyes, and said word by word in his ear, "I won't let him go!" ”

"Xiaolian, Xiliang and Mo Xi will have a fight, I will definitely not let them go!"

"That's enough, Brother Hanxi, although the throne of Mo Xi is undecided now, we don't have the strength to fight them in the civil strife in the Western Regions, do we?" analyzed the current situation flatly, but made Han Xi collapse in an instant, and a beautiful face fell.

"What did you just call me again?"

"Brother, are you my brother, am I not right?" It was obvious that the eyes that had been out of focus made Han Xi feel a strong sense of oppression, and the pavement hit.

"You're my brother, just my brother......"

Muttering softly, Mo Lian's smile was shallow, with unfathomable sadness.

Han Xi sighed, he was right.

From now on, he is just Mo Lian's brother, just an older brother......