The time transition is relatively fast, so in order to avoid confusion, I think it is necessary to attach a chronology first.

Fourteen-year-old Mo Lian was betrayed by Mo Han and rescued by the chaos, and first entered Yicui Building.

At the age of fifteen, he became the famous Shanghuang Gongzi in Shangjing, and became a 'double peerless son'. In the same year, he was taken back to Prince Gong's Mansion by Mo Han.

At the age of sixteen, Mo Lian returned to Xiliang, and in the same year went to the Ice Country with the Zichuan brothers.

At the age of seventeen, he brought him back to the Ice Country for more than a year, and brought back Mo Yan and Mo Yan from the age of eighteen to twenty, and stayed in Xiliang to raise his mother and son.

Here Mo Lian and Han Xi are the same year, Han Xi is a few months long, Mu Saren is one year older than Mo Lian, Liu Duge is two years older than Mo Lian, and Mo Han is five years older than Mo Lian.

Mo Lian is ten years old, and Mo Yixiao is eight years older than Mo Han.

"Don't you understand? Mo Han, these two little babies are his children......"

"Is it his child?" Mo Han looked at Mu Saren's flying and domineering face, and felt that the moment he blurted out was extremely difficult.

Mu Saren pulled Mo Yan and Mo Li, and glanced at Mo Han with disdain, "Why did you make such an affectionate appearance?" Or the ruthless young master Gong Wang is more realistic. ”

Mo Han also knew that he had no reason to be sad for a long time, so what was he sad about? Even that person has already let go, isn't he as simple as Mo Lianlai?

"Mo Yan and Mo Li?" stretched out his hand to touch the heads of the two children, but found that Mo Li was timidly hiding behind his brother, and Mo Yan didn't want him to touch him in the slightest as a protector.

"Did you know the names of these two little ghosts, did that wayward little ghost tell you?"

Looking at Musaren's unbridled face, Mo Han nodded, "Suddenly looking back, that person was in the dim light. It is better to have one heart, and the white head is not separated. ”

"Mo Yan and Mo Li are indeed good names."

Looking at the momentary disengagement in Mo Han's eyes, Mu Saren guessed that these two names were probably said by Mo Han to Mo Lian.

"Auntie, do you know this person?"

Mo Li pulled Mu Saren's sleeve, raised his delicate face, and asked Mu Saren in a milky voice.

"He'......" Moussaren's eyes narrowed, as if he was struggling with how to introduce Mohan to the brothers.

After thinking for a while, Mu Saren bent down and hugged Mo Li in his arms, "According to blood, you should call him uncle." ”

"But, don't we already have you, Uncle and Aunt? I don't want this man to be my uncle. Blinking his watery blue eyes, Mo Li looked at Musaren pitifully.

"Stupid Xiaoli, my aunt hasn't said that she shouldn't be our aunt, but she doesn't want to, and his uncle is not willing to do it!"

Holding his younger brother's little hand, Mo Yan made an old-fashioned look and educated his younger brother seriously.

Such immature words made Mu Saren laugh out loud, and Mu Saren glanced at Mo Han a few times and said, "Don't you explain? ”

Mo Han was about to say something, but seemed to think of something and asked Moussaren, "Mo Lian, how are his eyes?" ”

Mu Saren's eyes seemed to be a little more playful, "It turns out that you still know that Lu Dao is worried about him, as early as three years ago, he was brought to the Ice Country by that kid from Zichuan Bingyue, and the injuries and eyes on his body were probably healed by that little ghost." Although, it can't be said that the recovery is ten out of ten, but it is better than being blind. ”

Putting Mo Li down from her arms, she signaled to Mo Yan that she had something to say to this person, and let Mo Yan take her younger brother to play.

"I knew why bother now, if you had been nice to him before, you wouldn't have been able to go this far."

As if sighing, Musaren blurted out such words, but there was schadenfreude in his eyes, and that look was simply mocking, mocking everything Mo Han had done in the past.

Mo Han's face was indifferent, "We will have already fallen to this point between us, but it is only a matter of time." ”

"It's good now." Mo Han's voice was faint, and his expression did not show a trace of sadness as usual, which made Mu Saren feel bored for no reason.

"You shouldn't be here." The little princess said this lightly, and glanced at Mo Han dissatisfied, "Since you have let him go, why are you disturbing his heart?" Is it really iron-clad that you can't be a heart for Mo Lian? ”

Mo Han just wanted to say something, but swallowed the words in his throat, only to see a person standing in the distance, water-colored green clothes fluttering, black hair draped behind him, and his snow skin was like jade.

"Morian."

Mo Han squeezed the name out of his throat, and the moment he said it, he realized that his voice was hoarse.

"Father!" When Mo Yan and Mo Li saw Mo Lian's arrival, they happily threw themselves into Mo Lian's arms.

Mo Lian smiled and hugged her pair of treasures, with a soft smile on her face.

The eyes that had overflowed with affection in the past did not fall on him at all, as if he had never seen him.

Mo Han suddenly felt chills all over his body, whether it was listening to Zichuan Bingyue's words or hearing Mu Saren's speech, there was disagreement in his heart after all, or he didn't believe it, how could such a person, such a person who could even give up his life for him, not love him?

It wasn't until the moment he saw Mo Lian with his own eyes that he had to admit that that person had really let go of ......

Let go of his love for him that was almost mired in a demonic barrier.

Originally, he should have been happy for Mo Lian, but Mo Han couldn't be happy.

Thinking of everything in the past, he suddenly woke up, and at that time, the transparent Xie Hua Yu in Shangjing once said to him, "You just rely on his love for you." ”

What now?

It turned out that in addition to Mo Lian's love for him, he couldn't hold anything that could tie Mo Lian anymore.

The man held his immature son in his arms and walked slowly towards him, smiling with his eyebrows and eyes, as if he was still the same young man as elegant as a lotus flower.

It was as if time had never stood by his side, and he was still looking at himself timidly in the huge palace of Prince Gong, hoping that he could look back at him.

"It's been a long time, young prince."

It's been a long time, it's been five years.

The corners of Mo Lian's mouth still had a shallow smile, and the purple lotus on her right cheek bloomed on the snow skin, making her already soft face even more gorgeous.

I have known for a long time that he is a rare beauty, isn't he?

Mo Han smiled and met Mo Lian's dark pupils, those eyes were no longer as green as they used to be, and they were as deep as the dark night that could not be dissolved.

Naturally, there is no more affection at that time, and there is just an indifferent dead silence.

"Morian."

just opened his mouth to call the person's name, Mo Han's face still carried Mo Lian's familiar coldness, as if the cold color was frozen on his body and could not be driven away.

"Young prince, no, it's time to call King Gong, how is the prince doing now?" is a normal greeting, and his expression is as indifferent as ever, but it makes Mo Han not chic enough.

Before Mo Han could speak, a faint smile was drawn at the corner of Mo Lian's mouth, his smile was still like a lotus flower blooming, and a faint ripple in the heart lake, "Oh, I forgot, now that the prince has married the beautiful woman in his heart, it should naturally be a spring breeze." ”

"We're fine." Thinking of Liu Duge, Mo Han's cold face couldn't help showing a trace of tenderness.

"If so, congratulations to the prince."

Mo Lian's smile finally rippled, and the country and the city, the country, and the city.

"Father, who is this man? Do you know him? "Even if he is still a young child, he is as smart as Mo Yan and can sense the unusual atmosphere between the two." It's uncle. Mo Han's voice interjected, which was regarded as answering Mo Han's question.

Touching Mo Yan's head, Mo Lian said softly, "Xiao Yan, take Xiao Yan and leave your aunt to play." I still have something to do with this ...... Old knowledge said. ”

Mo Yan was obedient and obediently walked to Mousaren's side with his younger brother.

Little Mo Li pulled the corner of Mu Saren's clothes with a worried look and said, "Auntie, who is that person?" Father will be fine. ”

Mu Saren rubbed the little one's black hair and said softly, "It's okay, he's just an old friend of your father." ”

"I've learned the truth, everything."

Looking at the figures of the two children, Mo Han spoke, and Mo Lian, who originally turned his head to look back at his beloved son, also turned around, "What about Zhilu Dao?" ”

His voice was still soft and soft, always like a lover's whisper in his ear.

"Isn't it too late for the prince to say this now?"

Facing Mo Lian's questioning, Mo Han found that he couldn't say anything to refute at all, "You ......"

"You don't owe me." Knowing that he wanted to say something, Mo Lian immediately interrupted the words that Mo Han was about to blurt out.

"You don't owe me, and Princess Gong doesn't owe anything to my mother. These are all voluntary by our mother and son, so how can we say that we owe debts? ”

Mo Han was silent, facing the familiar and unfamiliar man in front of him, he didn't know what else he could say, he could only ask the doubts he had been hiding in his heart, "Mo Lian, who are you?" Are you my brother? ”

"I'm not." Answering very affirmatively, Mo Lian's face remained the same, and then asked rhetorically, "Yes or no, so what, is there anything you can't let go of now?" ”

Looking at Mo Lian's indifferent face, Mo Han suddenly felt that he was really a little childish.

Luo Sang, who was beside him, had been watching the two of them, and when she saw that the two children were calling them the aunt of Princess Shaoyang, whom everyone in Xiliang admired, she already understood that the identities of those two little ghosts were extraordinary. However, what surprised her even more was that the prince of her family seemed to have been friends with Princess Shaoyang for a long time.

Listening to their conversation, Lausanne was even more curious about the person in their mouths.

Until she saw that person with her own eyes, at that moment Lausanne even felt that the legendary beauty of the Snow Lotus with the beauty of annihilation was nothing more than that.

"Lord Wang, I'm fine." Seeming to show a relieved smile, Mo Lian bravely met Mo Han's eyes, "I know what the prince of Lu Dao is planning now, but I advise the prince that Hugh will bring Mo Xi's battle to Xiliang." ”

Facing Mo Lian, who once felt panicked even when he looked at him, like a small animal, Mo Han suddenly laughed, his words were still full of coldness, "This is nature, Mo Lian, I don't want to entangle with you anymore." ”

Just left a word, Mo Han turned around and left, and Lausanne on the side hurriedly followed him.

Mo Lian gently raised his trembling hands, although he had already put them down, it was impossible for him to be completely relieved.

It's still obsessive......