The extra chapter is a long stream

Mo Lian, Zi Ting Tan, I have lived in Xiliang with him for fifteen years, nominally to take care of Mo Yan and Mo Li, but in fact it is just for my own convenience.

Living on the West Liangshui Road, there are the most cows on the pasture, and Nalan Zichen raised cows in the dormitory in order to let his younger brother eat the freshest cows, but Nalan Ziting is not Nalan Zichen, he thinks he has no brother's ability.

So he was willing to raise a child in Xiliang, at first he was reluctant to get close to this child, his feelings for this child were too complicated, but he never took care of him.

So much so that Weiyu and Xiaoxiao always stared at the rumored wayward prince with wide eyes and surprise, and gently fed the little baby in their arms to drink cow ru.

To them, this is something they could almost never have dreamed of.

At first, Nalan Ziting was also extremely uncomfortable, but slowly began to get used to it. His movements are not necessarily very skilled, but he is very gentle, without the slightest impatience, but if Mo Lian does such an action, everyone will naturally not feel inappropriate.

The crux of the matter is that it is Nalan Ziting who is doing this, the wayward imp that everyone can see.

It's grown up.

All the people who see this scene will think like this, even the young and old Mo Yan will nod his head in appreciation, today's uncle is indeed completely different from him when he educated him and his younger brother, and he is really a father, and the whole person is like being reborn.

In fact, Mo Yan is not uncurious about the rumored elder brother of the uncle, Nalan Ziting's elder brother Nalan Zichen is a perfect and gentle image of the prince whether it is in the mouth of his own brother or in the mouth of his father Mo Lian, or even in the mouth of Xiaoxiao and Weiyu, and he can hardly find any fault.

However, Mo Yan didn't think that this flawless prince in the mouth of everyone really didn't have any flaws at all, at least he could conclude from the uncle's occasionally gloomy face, no matter how his uncle defended his brother, he never believed that this person was really that flawless, at least he made the uncle sad......

Sometimes Mo Yan and Mo Li would also pester Nalan Ziting to ask when his father would come back, Nalan Ziting would always blink with those deep and charming eyes wide, and then say to Mo Yan and Mo Li, "I will always come back when I should come back." ”

Then, with a smile, he picked up the bowl and said to Mo Yan and Mo Li, "Okay, you guys go play, don't always bother yourself, I'm going to feed Chu'er too." ”

Holding the cow, but refusing to enter the bedroom, Nalan Ziting looked at the baby in the cradle with complicated eyes, the baby girl in the cradle was no longer a wrinkled and ugly tight cub just born, she looked pink and jade, and her eyebrows were quite her mother Nalan Mingling's true biography.

Only when she opened her eyes could she recognize the pair of dark phoenix eyes, which looked like her father Nalan Zichen.

After being silent for a long time, Nalan Ziting finally stepped forward, he hugged the little baby girl, touched the baby's fair and smooth face, and said, "It's really an ugly thing, no matter how long it looks, it's not beautiful, it's not like my Nalan family at all......"

That's what he said, but he still fed the little child Niu Lu with gentle movements.

Spoonful by spoonful, the movements are gentle, the eyes are deep, and from time to time he will help this child wipe the milk stains flowing from the corners of his mouth, and for a moment it seems to turn back time, yes, what a familiar picture, his brother Nalan Zichen was like this little bit by little gently feeding his little self Niu Ru.

No, maybe more gentle.

Yes, it has to be more gentle, when Nalan Ziting was born, his brother Nalan Zichen was only four years old, and he was still a yellow-mouthed child, and he would not be very skilled in taking care of his younger brother, but since Nalan Ziting has a memory, his brother Nalan Zichen is already very capable.

He always does everything without frowning, and is always at ease, even taking care of himself.

The high-ranking prince did almost all his best to wash his hands and make soup for his younger brother.

Thinking about it, Nalan Ziting's eyes showed sadness.

The little baby girl in front of her suddenly babbled, she couldn't speak, she could only say something that others couldn't understand.

The little girl's delicate fingers swiped Nalan Ziting's face, and it wasn't until this moment that Nalan Ziting realized that she had already burst into tears.

Transparent tears fell, and the ripples splashed in the white cow were so clear......

Syracuse is still a vast white world, and the snow in the ice country has fallen for ten years, which is no different from the silver wrap of childhood.

The difference is the state of mind, the wayward little ghost of the year has grown up, and it can no longer be the little prince who was once willful and unscrupulous.

What's more, the brother who indulged him all the time and doted on him back then is long gone, what else does he remember?

But there are still memories, those deep nostalgia imprinted in the depths of the soul, when the sky in Syracuse was blue, and with the gentle smile of the young man, he was fascinated.

It's time to leave.

As expected, he doesn't need me anymore.

Nalan Zichen no longer needs Nalan Ziting.

No matter how much psychological construction has been done for himself in the past days and nights, Nalan Ziting still feels sad now.

It's like a person who has been walking on a tightrope, knowing that the road will fall down one day, but still walking quietly on it, comforting himself that it doesn't matter.

Now the man hanging on the wire finally fell to the ground, he fell miserably, but he still carefully covered the wound, curled up, and then pretended to smile calmly.

Because he knew that no one would take care of him like that person anymore, and worry about him, just like what Nalan Zichen said to him many years ago, if you are not brave, no one will be strong for you.

Now, the dearest and most beloved person around him is no longer next to him, and he should be brave, because he always has to learn to grow up alone.

Nalan Ziting felt that his growth process was so slow, and the little prince, who grew up under the pampering of his brother, had never suffered any grievances, nor did he know what suffering was.

In the past, he would always feel disdain when he looked at Mo Lian, and even seemed to be watching a farce, but now that gentle and cowardly teenager has grown into a strong young man.

His arms are not necessarily wide, but they are enough to support a sky, just a small piece of sky, but solid enough, it is the most beautiful sky he has created for his children.

And himself, the willful and ignorant child has grown up, but he is still messing around with his own temperament, five years later, he is no longer the immature child of the year, but he still has nothing.

Sometimes, Nalan Ziting is envious of Mo Lian, it is true that his cousin does not have the capital that makes him admire, but he admires Mo Lian's growth.

Hardship is indeed the cradle of growth, and the painful struggles of the past have given Mo Lian the courage to regain her life, making him more confident and living a happier life.

And he has to be like him, no, he has to live better than his cousin, and one day he will grow up, and he will also shelter the baby in his arms.

Thinking about it like this, it seemed to be relieved again, Nalan Ziting smiled and looked at the baby in his arms, he stretched out his fingers, the little baby girl in his arms, her delicate palm just covered his little finger.

The little pink and jade baby was smiling at him, Nalan Ziting looked at her, his eyes were deep and complicated, "You're very happy, ugly thing, I really hate you, do you know the truth?" ”

When he came to Xiliang, just as he expected, only Ke Dun was left in the royal court of Xiliang to guard the town, and when he explained his intention to Ke Dun, he found Mo Yan and Mo Li.

Facing the sudden arrival of the uncle, Mo Yan and Mo Li were naturally very happy.

Mo Li immediately threw himself into Nalan Ziting's arms, and said to him happily, "Uncle, I miss you so much." ”

Nalan Ziting smiled at him, and then motioned for them to look at the baby in their arms.

Mo Li stretched out his hand with some hesitation, he carefully touched the delicate face of the baby girl, and he whispered to Nalan Ziting, "Uncle, who is she?" Good looking, beautiful and beautiful. ”

Nalan Ziting smiled, he poked the baby girl's face and said, "Pretty? It's an ugly thing. ”

His eyes were so tender, but the words he spoke were merciless and even sarcastic.

Mo Yan and Mo looked at Nalan Ziting incomprehensibly, feeling the gaze of the two little ghosts, Nalan Ziting smiled softly, his eyes were big and deep, and a smile became two crooked lines, which could definitely tie anyone's heart.

"She's my daughter."

In the surprised gazes of Mo Yan and Mo Li, he said softly, "Her name is Chu'er, Nalan Chu'er." ”

Unlike his younger brother, who looked at the baby carefully, Mo Yan looked at the uncle in front of him carefully, his eyes were obviously so gentle, but in an instant, Mo Yan felt a cold killing intent.

Is it a delusion?

Mo Yan rubbed his eyes, and the next moment, his beautiful uncle was still smiling, the pair of black Danfeng was shining, and his eyes were full of tenderness and sweetness.

Yes, it's an ugly thing, but even if it's such an ugly thing, she dares to fight with me and rob me?

Why? Oh, by the way, it's with her brother's love for her.

Even such an ugly thing will become beautiful because of Brother Qingcheng's love, which makes me almost crazy.

Therefore, when Nalan Ziting came back to his senses, the soft baby in his hand was already blurred with flesh and blood.

It was he who killed the child with his own hands, and it was he who killed his brother's child......

In a panic, he threw the baby out of his hand, and his beautiful face was a rare panic.

However, he still made up his mind and walked out of the Yilan Hall indifferently.

Therefore, when Nalan Zichen found him that night, Nalan Ziting was not surprised at all.

Facing his younger brother's bland face, Nalan Zichen could be called angry, and the scene in the Yilan Hall just now was almost shocking.

The little life that was still fresh in the morning was now thrown to the ground with blood, and it has long been impossible to see its original appearance.

He didn't believe it when the mothers-in-law hurried to report it, but what he saw in front of him made him have to believe it.

Although she can't be called very affectionate for this child, she is still so young, and her life has been stifled at the beginning.

What a pitiful and pathetic life.

And that person, and the culprit in front of him, looked at him with innocent eyes, but the black eyes were pure and pure, and had long been replaced by a slightly mocking sarcasm.

"For what? Why do you want to do this, tell me Nalan Ziting what you are doing! "Nalan Ziting has never seen his brother like this, and there is no warmth on his delicate face, which can be called a few crazy.

The warmth and soft voice of childhood have long since decayed and deteriorated with the fragmentation of memory. "That kind of thing is also qualified to stay, I have already killed it, what should I do, brother, are you going to kill me?" Nalan Ziting's expression was still faint, still plain and waveless in his childhood, and he was the most delicate doll on the counter.

However, the ridicule revealed in the words completely angered Nalan Zichen. "Nalan Ziting, do you really think I don't dare to touch you?" The gentle brother of the past roared like this, the other party is the younger brother who is pampered in the palm of his hand, where is all that tenderness? Or rather, they themselves are illusory things, which disperse as soon as the wind blows, and can no longer be found.

No, maybe it still exists, but it's better not to see it, because he died, died one day many years ago, died in Nalan Ziting's memory, and he can't come back...... "I don't have that kind of confidence, and the friendship between us has long been broken up by that slap many years ago." ”

With ironic words, this sentence Nalan Ziting is so bland, his eyes are light, and the bottom of the beautiful and unparalleled pool is deep, as bewitching and seductive as annihilating red dust.

Nalan Zichen stared at his younger brother for a moment, as if he had lost all his strength, and he said softly, "It's really an unpleasant look, along with those eyes, I hate it the most." ”

He used to like it, Nalan Zichen liked his brother's eyes, what a pair of beautiful eyes, the whites of the eyes were clear, the bottom of the eyes was pure and innocent, and the ignorant ones were like lost animals.

He also had such a sigh, he was so lucky, yes, how lucky he was to get God's affection and have such beautiful eyes.

However, those obsidian-like eyes have now become the object of his hatred, and he hates those eyes, just as he hates Nalan Ziting because of these eyes, which have become mysterious and opaque.

"You're jealous of me."

Nalan Ziting's words were sonorous and powerful, and the words smashed into Nalan Zichen's heart.

"You are the jealous Nalan Zichen, because you don't, even if you are a thousand times better than me, you have never had it, you have never had such a pair of piercing eyes."

Blinking those crystal clear black eyes, like a witch's spell, Nalan Ziting fell into the last words, "You are jealous, because Mother chose me, not you." ”

It was the first time for Nalan Ziting to call his brother's name by name like this, but he was also stunned by Nalan Zichen, he closed his eyes, and the handsome and graceful royal prince took a deep breath, and then slowly spit out a few words. "Don't come back, don't come back, Nalan Ziting."

"I don't forgive you." Nalan Ziting's body trembled, he let out a long sigh, and then replied with a smile, "Brother Leader is grateful." ”

It didn't seem that he was ready to leave, Nalan Ziting looked at Nalan Zichen and unfolded the gentlest smile in the past few days, "Brother Qingcheng, the moon is good, the girl's youth is the most disappointing, if you want, you can marry it." ”

After saying this, Nalan Ziting turned around, he had already lost the slightest nostalgia, and the prince who was abandoned by Snow City, Ice Country, and even his beloved brother could only turn around silently.

But he still held his head high, and refused to show weakness at all.

The following spoilers and a little paragraph I came up with~~ "I think you're a fool." Nalan Ziting, you are the lord of Qingcheng, you have created a home for those homeless, so that the originally deserted city gradually prospered, but they never care about your good. Like now, who do you think they are thankful for? ”

"Brother Qingcheng? There is no doubt that this was his territory. However, here will be Chu'er in the future, that child, I will give her what I have at any cost, as long as it is what she wants, even if it is the stars in the sky, I will allow it. ”

"I really can't imagine that you are still the so-called spoiling faction, did you learn this appearance from your royal brother?"

"How could he imagine with you, Ziting, that he is nothing more than a lowly bastard."

"Heh, Rido Nayan, what are you talking about, my surname is Nalan, and the other is your brother