As the saying goes, what should come is always coming, no matter how Mo Lian hid from Princess Gong, she couldn't resist the fact that she wanted to see the princess.

After Liu Duge's accident, Liu Qingyan lived in the temple to pray for her niece. Princess Gong Liu Qingyan only gave birth to such a son, Mo Han, so she raised Liu Duge, a niece, as her own daughter since she was a child. Although they didn't say it, everyone knew in their hearts that this noble and stubborn Lord Duge County would definitely be the best choice for the future wife of Prince Gong.

After meeting the stern and arrogant Princess Gong, Mo Lian revealed obvious exhaustion all over her body, however, the physical sadness obviously could not withstand the psychological torment.

No one knows that Princess Gong is like a thorn in his heart for so many years. When he was young, he always regarded this beautiful princess who took him in as a benefactor, although Mo Han never treated him since he was a child, but the princess always treated him well, and never treated him harshly.

Growing up in Prince Gong's Mansion since he was a child, there are only a few women Mo Lian is familiar with, and Liu Qingyan's stubbornness and dignity are not at all like the light rain who grew up with him, nor is it at all like the twilight county lord who is favored by thousands of people.

The posture is noble, sad but not sad, this is all the impression that Liu Qingyan left in Mo Lian's heart.

Later, his true identity surfaced, and he also understood a little bit of the grief of the proud woman in his heart. Therefore, when I saw Liu Qingyan again, I couldn't stop feeling guilty and complicated in my heart.

The upset Mo Lian walked around, although he grew up in Prince Gong's Mansion since he was a child, he never walked around in Prince Gong's Mansion, and the Yinglian Residence where he lives now is a forbidden place for everyone to stop.

Walking around, he didn't know where he went, until he came to a place where the flowers were colorful, June was the time of summer, and the peach blossoms that revealed the pink stamen in early spring were no longer as delicate as they were at the beginning, and they were all over the ground.

What kind of elegant people would live in such a beautiful dwelling? Unable to suppress the curiosity in her heart, Mo Lian pushed open the door and walked in, but she stopped at that moment.

The bright and beautiful face, the willow eyebrows are slightly cheeky, and the cloud-like hair is scattered down, and the snow-white skin is more and more white like jade. is still dressed in a pink shirt and is as delicate as a peach blossom fairy, and the person in front of him is the lord of Twilight Song who has not appeared for a long time.

Hearing the voice, the girl tilted her head slightly, and called sweetly, "Cousin Han, why don't you come in yet, Twilight is about to suffocate." ”

The woman's voice was as crisp as a yellow warbler out of the valley, and her cheeks were flushed, which was the same as the delicate woman who used to be coquettish in Mo Yixiao's arms. At this time, Mo Lianfang noticed that Liu Duge's originally smart eyes were closed, as if he was suffering from some hidden disease.

With an embarrassing exit, Mo Lian called softly, "Lord Dusk Song ......"

The girl, who was still smiling, immediately turned pale and screamed loudly, "Don't, don't!! Who asked you to come in!! Get out, get out of here!! ”

The green tendons on his hands burst out, and Liu Duge stumbled and threw everything he could reach to the ground.

"Lord Twilight, what's wrong with you? You don't want to be like this, I, I'm not going to hurt you. ”

Mo Lian, who was at a loss, could only comfort Liu Duge loudly, but she didn't want Liu Duge to be more excited when she heard his voice.

She shouted hoarsely, "Get out!" Get out of here!! ”

The loud noise alarmed the attendants around him, but in a moment Mo Han arrived. As if he didn't see Mo Lian, Mo Han went straight past him and comforted Liu Duge softly, until the girl gradually stopped sobbing and yelled excitedly under his comfort.

Mo Lian stared blankly at the scene in front of her, obviously she had seen the scene thousands of times, but this time it felt like a sharp blade slashing through the softest place in her heart again and again, and even the pain could not be hidden.

When the girl was asleep, Mo Han got up and tucked the quilt for Liu Duge with gentle movements. When he raised his head, the tenderness in his eyes was gone, and when he looked at Mo Lian, it was like a sharp blade that could penetrate people at any time.

Mo Lian looked at the man with a frosty face in front of him blankly, in fact, after Mo Lian and Mo Han returned to Prince Gong's Mansion, Mo Lian had never seen him. Even if Mo Lian stayed in Yicui Building many times later, he didn't pay attention to it.

Mo Han roughly pulled Mo Lian's slender wrist and strode out of Liu Duge's residence. I don't think about whether the teenager behind me can keep up with his pace.

Mo Lian was staggered by Mo Hanla's footsteps, and just followed his footsteps in embarrassment.

Suddenly threw Mo Lian out of the ground, and Mo Lian fell to the ground before she could stand firmly.

This time the misfall was not clear, Mo Lian lay on the ground and weakly supported her thin body, and she couldn't stand up again.

The corners of Mo Han's eyes swept over Mo Lian, and he coldly dropped a sentence, "Who told you to provoke Twilight?" ”

Seeing that Mo Lian didn't answer, Mo Han scolded him again, "Why are you trying to provoke Twilight?" ”

Looking up at the indifferent man in front of her in embarrassment, Mo Lian wanted to tell him very much, "I didn't, I didn't provoke her." ”

However, what he wanted to say finally stopped in Mo Han's crazy look, and the noble Gong Xiao Wang Ye seemed to have lost his mind, but he just knew how to yell at him over and over again, "Are you trying to murder Twilight?" You think I'd love you without Twilight? I'm telling you now, these are all your wishful thinking, you're nothing more than a filthy thousand-man riding a thousand-thousand-person **. ”

The blood on Mo Lian's face faded, and what she wanted to say had long since disappeared with this sentence.

Thousands of people riding on the **......

It turns out that he has always been such a dirty existence in his heart, and his condescension to Prince Gong is completely for his beloved Lord Dusk, what else can he expect from him?

I don't know how Lu Dao returned to Yinglian Residence, and it wasn't until the man in front of him spoke again that Mo Lian found his long-floating thoughts.

"Can you think of a girl who used to be lively and cheerful and unscrupulous, but became silent like a frightened bird?"

Mo Lian looked at Mo Han quietly, just silent and then shook his head gently, Mo Han's expression was a little melancholy that he had never seen before, "But, I have seen it." Because, little by little, my twilight song has become what it is today. ”

The man's eyes were so empty that they were not focused, as if a black cloud had precipitated, and his voice was low like a sigh, "Mo Lian, don't blame me for being cruel to you, Twilight is also innocent......"

Mo Lian was still silent, in fact, he really wanted to ask Mo Han rhetorically, Lord Dusk Song is very innocent, what about me? Do I deserve to suffer like this?

However, he didn't say, or it could be described in this way, and he couldn't say it when Mo Lian looked at the increasingly silent eyes of the man in front of him. In the past, Mo Lian always thought that the man in front of him seemed to be the ice that had not melted for thousands of years on the snowy mountain, but that man who was as cold as ice made himself so embarrassed for a woman.

While Mo Lian was distressed, she was also sarcastic about her own inadequacy, thinking that even if there was no love, Mo Han still had a little guilt about herself. However, the cold reality is all ironic about his pathetic and stupidity.

For a moment, Mo Lian felt that her existence was like a big joke.

It seems to confirm Mo Lian's irony, and the sunset, which was originally as bright red as blood, has also begun to be dyed with boundless thick ink.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Han hugged Mo Lian's thin arm, he buried his head in Mo Lian's neck, and felt the young man's body trembling involuntarily, Mo Han opened his mouth gently, and even his voice revealed a thick exhaustion, "Let me hug you, I just want to hold you......"

Mo Lian's beautiful face showed a hint of sadness, and the swaying purple lotus on her right cheek became a little gloomy with the owner's mood. After a long time, Mo Han raised his head, and his beautiful phoenix eyes stared at Mo Lian without blinking, as if he wanted to carve him into his eyes.

After a while, Mo Han stretched out his hand, and his white and slender fingers gently caressed the purple lotus flower on Mo Lian's cheek. Even Mo Lian, who was close at hand, couldn't figure it out or see through it with a complicated expression.

"Does it still hurt?"

The gentle voice is the same as that of Liu Duge who was just coaxing the noisy.

It was still a deathly silence, Mo Lian shook her head gently, does it hurt?

Of course it hurts, and the hideous mark is engraved on his face with blood, and it is clear that he is delusional. But where is the pain of the flesh compared to the scars that linger in the heart?

Such a small imprint is like the sharpest blade that pierces his heart inch by inch.

"Why don't you speak?"

Smiling softly, Mo Han asked Mo Lian a sensitive question, which was the gentleness that Mo Lian never dared to hope for in the past.

I didn't know how to respond to Mo Han's gentleness, Mo Lian just lowered her head and kept shaking her head.

In fact, Mo Lian likes to be silent, but everything that happened just now has already intercepted all his words.

Mo Lian's weak body trembled uncontrollably, Mo Han hugged him and fell on the bed, gently stroking Mo Lian's black black hair and his delicate and beautiful face, but Mo Han only got Mo Lian's more fearful trembling.

Mo Han's forehead rested on Mo Lian's eyebrows, and his voice was low with a hint of bewitchment, "I won't do anything, rest assured." ”

pulled up the quilt and covered the two of them, this was the first time that the two of them hugged each other and slept without any physical entanglement.

"Mo Lian, have you slept?"

The subtle voice in the darkness was exceptionally clear, and Mo Han, who had not received a response for a long time, sighed, turned around and fell asleep.

Mo Lian's blue eyes opened suddenly, and she didn't know what Lu Dao was looking at, a pair of beautiful blue Danfeng were obviously empty and couldn't even see the shadow of the dark night.

In the middle of the night, who can't see whose tears.