The darkness and silence of the midnight are indeed all-encompassing serenity. Through the ornate doors, you can see the exquisite exotic decorations. The crow-colored black hair of the beauty on the bed clings to the white skin, and even in her sleep, she frowns, come and let me see the dream world of this sleeping beauty.

The messy bed, the body was wantonly played, the snow white was covered with bruises, the man's disgusting gasps still lingered in his ears, and there were mocking eyes around him.

The smile was clear in this filth, and it was like light that attracted him forward.

"Messy, help me! Help me, chaos! ”

Already hoarse to the point that he could barely make out the original clear voice, the man's unbridled laughter, and the wild laughter of the two people around him formed a stark contrast to the mourning in his eyes.

"Messy, he's not coming."

"Because he's dead."

The girl's soft voice reached his ears, and his beautiful eyes widened.

He's dead.

Already, dead.

The white clothes like snow flashed, and the man with an indifferent face looked at him without the slightest emotion.

Mohan ......

I want to open my mouth to him, I want to ask the man in front of me for help, no matter how unbearable I feel in my heart, I hope he can take him to escape a nightmare.

Help me......

The man smiled at him and stretched out his hand like a ray of light in the darkness, and the boy stretched out his hand, wanting the man to wait for him to walk out of the darkness. In the blink of an eye, I saw that the man smiled and picked up the beautiful and delicate girl.

The girl's face that was embraced was full of happiness with her spring-colored face......

No, it's not like that......

The boy shook his head vigorously, his eyes widened, and he suddenly broke free from the dark ink.

There was a deathly silence in front of him, and the ink was like a tidal wave that drowned him.

Mo Lian was silent for a long time, and laughed lowly, it was this kind of weakness.

Why do you always passively ask others for help?

The light rain is too, and so is the chaos.

I......

I always stubbornly hide behind others, and now I realize that what I need is never a word to save me.

Rather, it is a bright red that drowns all darkness......

Because of the torment of nightmares, Mo Lian slept very unsteadily, his fingers plucking the strings, which was his only pastime when he was bored, and he thought of the song of the phoenix at that time. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a mocking smile, and the intermittent piano sound crossed over, and it turned out to be the song of the phoenix.

At the end of the song, the slender strings were all torn off by him, and Mo Lian held the piano in his hand hard, and then smashed it down like that. The already dilapidated piano naturally couldn't withstand such a beating, and was cut off by the waist.

Hearing the voice, he rushed over with a smile and looked at the situation in front of him in surprise, "Childe, what happened?" The shattered piano caught her all.

Mo Lian smiled at her, "It's okay. ”

"That kind of thing is no longer needed."

Walking out of Prince Gong's mansion, Mo Lian wondered where to go. Feeling a little hungry, he walked to an inn, said a few words to the oncoming shopkeeper, and then walked to the private room on the second floor.

The person next door seemed to be talking about something, and the staccato voice was indistinct. When I listened closely, I realized that one of the voices was very familiar.

"Mo Yixiao?"

Mo Lian frowned, and began to listen to the corner, Mo Yixiao's voice on the other side was still so gentle, "I've grown into a good man, Qingcheng, I was just a little ghost when we met last time." Why don't you bring your precious brother with you? You've protected him so well. ”

"It's not easy for me to shake off this little tail, Cousin Yixiao, let's get down to business, you should know the real purpose of my coming here."

The other voice sounded a little green, but it was full of momentum, and just such semi-ridiculous words gave people a lot of oppression.

Mo Lian frowned, he vaguely felt that he seemed to have heard this voice somewhere.

Just as I wanted to listen to the conversation between the two again, I heard the clear voice say, "Friend on the other side, instead of listening to the corner, why don't you show up and take a look?" ”

Mo Lian frowned, pushed open the door and walked into the room between the two, Mo Yixiao looked relaxed after seeing Mo Lian, the man rubbed the hair of the young man opposite, chuckled and said, "It's really keen, worthy of being the future king of the country!" ”

The young man looked at Mo Lian with a smile, but Mo Lian was taken aback, and said in surprise, "It's you......"

The boy in front of him was the guardian brother of the strange child.

"It's my honor to meet you, Brother Moren."

The boy named Qingcheng smiled beautifully and sweetly, with a bit of cold weirdness like his younger brother.

"Brother?"

Not understanding why he called himself his brother, Mo Lian was a little puzzled.

However, Mo Yixiao smiled and answered for Mo Lian, "He is my aunt, the son of Princess Mo Xiran, so naturally you should be called your brother according to blood." ”

If Princess Snow Lotus in the Western Regions is a legend, then Princess Mo Xi's Princess Ran is also a myth. It is worth mentioning that this princess is the sister of King Gong Mo Hantian, although she is a royal nobleman, she is extremely close to the people, even if she marries away from another country, she is still missed by people, and enjoys the reputation of the first ice beauty in Mo Xi.

Now there is a nursery rhyme that sings, "Ice is as dyed, soft as a pansy." "It's Princess Dye Ran and Lady Sumire.

Lowering his head with interest, Mo Lian's voice was faint, "What is the purpose of the prince of another country coming to Mo Xilai?" ”

didn't hear the answer he wanted, Mo Lian raised his eyes and looked at the young man, but found that the young man furrowed his eyebrows, and said softly, "Brother Mo Lian is so passive because of this appearance. ”

"It's just a Twilight County Lord, can it really pose a threat to you?"

"What a stupid thing to say." Mo Lian looked at Qingcheng dissatisfied.

Qingcheng's smile was like a blooming poppy, poisonous but gorgeous, "Why do you always treat yourself as a substitute?" ”

"After such forbearance and dedication, it's better to simply regard yourself as a replacement." After a pause, the young man said word by word, "...... The substitute, the substitute in this battle for love......"

"Stop talking stupid......"

Mo Lian replied dissatisfiedly, not intending to care about the entanglement between the two, and walked out of the road with her feet up. Mo Yixiao's voice sounded behind him at the right time, "Xiaolian, why don't you try Qingcheng?" ”

Replacement?

What kind of stupid thing to say, that kind of thing is simply impossible......

Because I'm not even a substitute, I'm just a pawn of him, a moving body that he can use as he pleases.

Mo Lian returned to Prince Gong's Mansion in a distraught, and was told by Hanxiao that Mo Han had been here. Facing his attendant with doubts, the little girl's energetic appearance has indeed been missing for some time.

Her voice was brisk, "Childe, the young prince asked you to go to the plum garden to find him after you come back, it seems that you want to repair the old with the child." ”

Looking at her smiling and bright cheeks, Mo Lian really didn't want to tell the truth to ruin her interest.

Walking to the plum garden, the plum blossoms stand proudly in the snow, and the red is dotted with a miserable white like blood. Reaching out to catch the falling petals, the blood red lined with the white palm, making his skin as white as jade.

walked into the house, but found that Jiang Ye was also here, looking at the sleeping Liu Duge on the bed, Mo Lian looked clear. Glancing at Mo Lian lightly, he asked, "Have you already decided?" So, what do you want from Mohan? ”

"Ziyu!" Seeing that Mo Han was about to speak, Jiang Ye took the lead in speaking and let Mo Han's words get stuck in his throat.

"Ziyu, you have to think clearly, do you really want to do this?"

Are you really going to snatch that person's eyes with your own hands?

Mo Han glanced at Jiang Ye impatiently and said, "Jiang Ye, don't say superfluous words, just protect Twilight." ”

"But he ......"

"I just want his eyes!"

Mo said indifferently, and directly stopped Jiang Ye's unfinished words.

"What?" Mo Lian smiled disdainfully, "Since you need it, then take it." ”

His expression was indifferent, and he could hardly see any panic or surprise, and he looked completely aware.

"But ......" Mo Lian paused, at this moment he was still as indifferent as water, and his beautiful eyes were as bright as stars.

"Mo Han, I want to ask on behalf of the previous him, how sincere do you ever mean to him?" The blue eyes were full of deathly silence, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to see some anticipation.

Mo Han didn't answer, but just smiled coldly, full of mockery......

The sharp pain was only a matter of moments, and the moment before he fell into the darkness, he saw Mo's cold and frosty face.

Jiang Ye sighed and saw the young man who was thrown to the ground by Mo Han like garbage, and the man's palms were a pair of blue eyes that had lost their lustre......

Jiang Ye hurriedly reached out and took the pair of beautiful blue eyes, and then soaked them in the potion that had been prepared for a long time.

Then he quickly treated Mo Lian's wound and wrapped gauze with medicine, his movements were smooth and fast. Mo Han saw it, frowned, and said dissatisfiedly, "Okay, Jiang Ye, you have to take a good look at Twilight Song now." ”

"If you don't take care of the wound around your eyes, the skin around you will fester! Do you want to let his face be ruined again before you are willing? ”

Facing Jiang Ye's questioning, Mo Han froze, his body trembled slightly and spoke again.

watched silently as Jiang Ye took care of Mo Lian's wounds, and then looked at the sleeping Liu Duge with a worried expression.

"She doesn't matter."

Jiang Ye looked at Mo Han, who was concerned about the chaos, and sighed, "There is no ...... more suitable for her than these eyes."

"And what about him?"

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the young man who had fallen into a coma, and the deep meaning hidden in his black eyes couldn't even be seen through Jiang Ye, who was close at hand.

"Who knows?" Jiang Ye shrugged his shoulders and looked at the sleeping young man with distress in his eyes.

"I think he'll go back to Xiliang......"