This is the same as the original chapter.,Because I've been busy with professional classes in the last few days.,Just got obsessed with reading comics.,The comics I read recently are called extreme fear.,It's Resident Evil.,It's a little creepy to me.,But I like it very much.,It's a contradictory mood.。

This is what I thought of when I was discussing the plot with others when I was repairing the text~~~ Actually, I already felt that it was wrong in my heart, let's say that although Prince Gong passed away from Mrs. Jianyan, he couldn't die in less than three months because of this, so I thought of such a question, what if he learned that Mo Han was not his biological son after Mrs. Jianyan passed away? A double whammy! Absolute!

Therefore, Prince Gong is probably angry to death, such a feeling...... With such a brainstorm, I want to write about the events of that time!

A faint cry made Mo Hantian's entire face bloom with brilliance, however, the words of the old woman who came out later made him feel like he had been struck by lightning, and the whole person was stunned.

"Lord, Concubine Lian, she went to ......"

Mo Hantian was stunned for a long time, and it took him a long time to regain his senses, he rushed into the delivery room and came to Mrs. Jianyan's side.

The trembling hand caressed the pale face of Madame Sumire, his wife was still so beautiful, and she was still the same beauty that made him fall in love at first sight.

The slender fingers paused in the jet-black hair, with infinite attachment.

"Sumire."

"Lord, little boy, he ......" The grandmother on the side handed the wrapped baby to Mo Hantian's eyes.

Taking the child handed to the person in front of him, Mo Hantian muttered, "Sumire, look, this is our child, our little Mo Lian, why don't you open your eyes, can you look at him?" ”

"Lord, please mourn, Concubine Lian has gone."

But no matter how those people persuaded him, Mo Hantian didn't pay attention to it, just hugged the baby in his arms and silently called his beloved wife.

"Sumire."

"Sumire."

The calls seemed to be integrated into human flesh and blood, and they also seemed to be pierced into the heart of Princess Gong, who entered later.

Husband, husband, we grew up together since childhood, why did we become like this because of an orphan girl in the Western Regions, do you really love her like that? Don't you remember me, don't you remember your promise?

"Husband."

Liu Qingyan called Mo Hantian, who was also crazy, however, there was no shadow of her in the man's eyes.

Liu Qingyan looked at him silently for a long time, then turned around and left, without looking back along the way.

"Mother, mother, what's wrong? My father told me earlier that I was going to have a younger brother. Why don't you see your father and brother now? ”

However, the five-year-old child's face was immature and delicate, and Liu Qingyan silently held her son in her arms.

Xiaohan, I only have you.

All I have is you.

As if sensing his mother's unhappiness, Mo Han snuggled meekly into her arms, and comforted her with a milky voice, "Mother, don't be sad, I don't want my brother anymore, I don't want my brother anymore." ”

Mo Hantian held Mo Lian in front of Mrs. Jianyan's couch and sat quietly all night, he didn't have the heart to coax the little son who was even crying weakly, he just looked at Mo Jinyan fixedly, the light rain on the side was really unbearable, the red-eyed little girl took Mo Lian from Mo Hantian's hand, and coaxed this naturally deficient young master softly.

Lady Sumire's funeral was very simple, just like her person, simple and elegant.

Mo Hantian was dressed in plain clothes, but his demeanor was different from the past, and the whole person exuded indescribable sadness.

The child in his arms slept sweetly in his arms, unaware of everything that was happening around him.

Mo Hantian pasted his son's face and walked to Mo Han's side, Mo Han was also dressed in plain clothes, he looked at everything in front of him with wide eyes, and his feelings were complicated for this amazing Mrs. Jianyan.

But he was still a child after all, and when he saw his father hugging the baby in front of him, his eyebrows immediately softened.

"Xiaohan, this is your brother, do you have to take good care of your brother Zhiludao?"

"Brother?" Mo Han's appearance was still a little ignorant, and he quietly stared at the little baby in his father's arms.

The baby was sleeping quietly, and his whole face was quiet and soft, and he looked very beautiful.

"Yes, brother, does Xiao Han want to hug his brother?" Mo Han tilted his head and thought about it, taking Mo Lian from his father's arms.

The little soft baby leaned on his arms and fell asleep, and the warm and soft touch made Mo Han have a strange longing.

Mo Hantian looked at the two sons in front of him, smiling softly and sadly, "Xiao Han, you have to take good care of your younger brother." ”

Take care of his younger brother, at that moment, his father's words were like a spell deeply implanted in Mo Han's heart.

"Brother, it's my brother......"

"Lord, someone has come to the palace, saying that His Majesty wants you to enter the palace."

Mo Hantian looked at the two children, nodded in response, and entered the palace with a tired face.

Today, the saint is the son of his imperial brother, and he should be called an imperial uncle according to his generation.

said that he was an imperial uncle, but this child was about the same age as him, and he was already an adult man with a crown.

After saluting him, he saw his nephew walking towards him with a smile on his face, "Thirteen Emperor Uncle." ”

Mo Hantian's face was still tired, and he didn't know what the smile on his nephew's face meant.

"Thirteen Emperor Uncles, my nephew recently learned some secrets from my father's notes, and I have some doubts and want to listen to Uncle Huang's explanation."

"Your Majesty, please speak, the minister must know everything, and the words are endless."

"Nephew, I heard that the reason why you didn't advocate going north to fight with Xiliang back then was because of the arrogance and powerlessness of Xiliang's envoys?"

Looking at the pale and weak young man in front of him, Mo Hantian frowned, and he was always reluctant to talk about the things back then, because the bloody facts proved that he did not protect Liu Qingyan and his wife.

However, he didn't understand, that pain was far less than Mo Hantian's betrayal of her.

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