The following days were very dull but reassuring.

Mu Li studied martial arts seriously, Mo Liuyan guided him seriously, and the two became more and more tacit. Under the influence of Mo Liu, he gradually liked to taste tea, and the two often chatted together over tea under the tree.

"The color is tender and green, the aroma is fresh and refreshing, there is a long-lasting orchid fragrance, the taste is fresh and mellow, and the aftertaste is sweet," Mu Li took a sip, "Well, the best Taiping Monkey Kui!" ”

"Not bad!" Mo Liuyan praised.

Mu Li raised her eyebrows and smiled lightly: "You are a general, you drink tea so well." ”

The ink streamed and the light was slightly condensed, and it was silent and acquiescing.

Mo Liuyan stretched out his right hand in front of her, and Mu Li looked at him suspiciously.

"That's the proof!" Mo Liuyan said nonchalantly.

Mu Li looked at his left hand, and there was a hint of surprise, she had already noticed a scorpion with a cold light lying on his left index finger, so this was a symbol of power.

Mo Liu stared at her, "The power represented by this ring is mine, and I will dispatch it alone. ”

"Are you afraid?" Mu Li was not much surprised by this, and said lightly.

"Afraid? Afraid of what? ”

"Since ancient times, such a situation like yours will be feared by the monarch and very dangerous." Said indifferently.

"It's not terrible to be afraid, it's terrible to ignore." The man not only ignored him, but even disgusted him, wishing he was dead.

The eighth day of the eighth month of the fourth hundred and sixteenth year of the summer calendar

Mu Li woke up slowly, her head was a little heavy, and there was a slight pain. Mu Li got up, her feet were slightly weak, she shook her head to shake off all the discomfort, and looked around, it was Liuyunxuan, Mu Li cursed in a low voice, "Damn!" ”

She remembered that she had been drinking with Ye Wuxian yesterday, and she didn't remember what happened next.

I didn't expect to be so uncomfortable after being drunk, she is now top-heavy, her brain is chaotic, one word is dizzy, and two words are uncomfortable.

Mu Li pounded her head and muttered, "The wine is good, but the feeling after being drunk is really unbearable." A drink of pleasure, a big drink hurts the body. You can't drink like this in the future. ”

A few fragments flashed through her mind, and some vague scattered memories, she was so drunk that there were some fragments, and a hint of blush crept up her face.

Oh, my God! Lightning struck her!

Mu Li tidied up her clothes and washed her face again to calm herself down. After all, I'm afraid it's too late at this time, and I don't care if it's a little late.

Pushing open the door, I breathed in the morning air, which was very refreshing.

When she arrived at the Linfeng Pavilion, there was no one for her.

Looking around at the entire Lanyue Xuan, looking inside and out, but not finding the figure of that person, Mu Li's heart sank, and she couldn't help but panic.

He was not found by the river, in the bamboo forest, in the woods, in the long pavilion, or even in the depths of the Ziyang Valley.

Where did he go? Won't it ......

When night fell, Mu Li returned to Liuyunxuan, saw the house brightly lit, and hurriedly ran over with joy in her heart.

"Ye Wuxian, you ......" Mu Li stopped, unable to hide her loss.

"Mu Li, you're back!" Hagoromo said excitedly.

"Hmmm! Hagoro, have you been waiting here for a long time? Mu Li walked towards the table and sat down indifferently.

"I came early to prepare vegetarian porridge for you, but I didn't want to be late, you weren't there, and I couldn't find you, so I waited here."

Vegetarian porridge? It was Ye Wuxian who ordered it! He knew that she was drunk and woke up drinking porridge to nourish her stomach. Just him?

Mu Li couldn't help but speak, "Ye Wuxian, is he leaving?" ”

Feather Cloak nodded, "The master asked me to tell you that the master has something to deal with and left, and he will come back." ”

Even though she already knew the answer, she still felt uncomfortable when Feather Cloak told her.

He returned to Yuming, yes, he said that he was just staying in Ziyang Valley temporarily, and his home was in Yuming. But why didn't he tell her when he went back? Mu Li, what are you thinking! What is his relationship with you, and why does he have to tell you when he goes back!

"When did he leave? How long is it going to go? ”

Feather Cloak replied, "Master, I'm leaving this morning." As for how long it will take, I don't know. ”

"Oh!"

Yu Yi suddenly turned pale, and asked seriously: "Mu Li, what do you think of the master?" Do you like him? ”

"No...... Don't ......" Mu Li blushed and hurriedly said.

Mu Litijiu sat on the branch of the tree, raised his eyes to look at the sky, and the figure of the man was reflected in the full moon, and his eyes were a little drunk. Mu Li couldn't help but reach out and wanted to touch his face, but it was illusory.

Ye Wuxian, I seem to like you. When will you come back, don't leave me alone.

"Mu Li, I'm here!" This sentence lingered in her mind, and it inexplicably reassured her.

"Ye Wuxian." Mu Li shouted towards the night and towards the full moon, with a determined expression.

Far away in Yuming's ink flow, I couldn't help but think of that agile figure.

At this moment, he was sitting in the most inconspicuous place in the Snow Yang Palace, drinking alone. The silk and bamboo orchestra in the Xueyang Palace is endless, the song platform is warm, and the staggered plans are staggered, and the joy is harmonious. And the ink flow in one corner seems out of place, and he doesn't care.

"Yo, the fourth brother has come out. Princess Ben still thinks that you won't come today? Suddenly, a sarcastic voice came, and everyone realized that Mo Liuyan had come.

"Fourth brother, what are you busy with when you haven't been out of the house for days?" Mo Hao followed.

Listening to Mo Ruoting and Mo Hao's words, Mo Ruoyun frowned unhappily.

"Noise!" A faint sentence seemed to have a flat tone, but in fact, the cold that penetrated into the bone marrow made the hearts of everyone present tremble, and they were inexplicably afraid.

Murray continued to drink, ignoring it.

Everyone was silent, Mo Yifeng remained silent, swept towards the audience, and his eyes darkened.

Queen Wen Min sat upright, next to the fourteen or fifteen-year-old delicate girl Mo Ruoyun. Below the right is sitting Concubine Wan Wan Rou, on the left is Concubine Lan Helan, on the right is the second prince Mo Yifeng, the third princess Mo Ruoting, on the left is the fifth prince Mo Hao, the sixth prince Mo Chen, and other concubines on the left and right.

And the ink flow is located at the entrance of the temple.

Suddenly, a sharp voice came: "The emperor has arrived!"

A bright yellow figure entered from the doorway and walked steadily forward.

The bright yellow clothes flashed in front of the ink flowing eyes, and his expression was indifferent and unwavering.

Emperor Hui sat at the top, his sharp eyes swept across the audience, and he was displeased when he saw the ink flowing, so he ignored it directly and skipped it.

Mo Liuyan laughed at himself in his heart, he was really not welcomed, why did he come, did he come to block someone!

During the banquet, he didn't say a word, and he turned a deaf ear to their words, nothing more than wishing someone a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, wishing Tianli prosperity, and intentional or unintentional picking, and that person directly ignored it and filtered it automatically, as if there had never been such a person, but it was impossible to let him go if he grabbed the handle.

It is impossible to take back the military power with this, but it is indispensable to severely punish him and scold him!

"Father, the fourth brother finally left the mansion today, and I don't know what he has been doing in the mansion."

"And the fourth brother kills people at every turn, bloody and brutal, and acts recklessly, this habit is not good!"

Mo Ruoting counted the so-called crimes of Mo Liuyu little by little, and even added oil and vinegar.

Emperor Hui said in a deep voice: "Mo Liudi, what do you have to say about this!" The voice was cold and cold like a frost sword shooting towards the ink stream.

Mo Liuyan's thin lips pursed into a straight line, and his tone was light: "Erchen has nothing to say!" You choose to ignore it, don't you?

Hui Di waved his hand. A team of guards came to Mo Liuyan's side and said in unison: "His Royal Highness King Chen, please!" ”

Mo Liuyan walked in front very naturally, his steps were calm, his face was calm, his black eyes like eternal night were not wavering, and he was silent forever, but only he knew what was in his heart.

Seeing that Mo Liuyun was taken away, Mo Ruoting was proud, Mo Yifeng's face was flat, Mo Hao's eyes darkened, and a sneer was aroused, while Mo Ruoyun felt very uncomfortable, and the queen and the concubines couldn't see joy and anger.

There are still singing and dancing in the Snow Yang Palace, and the matter of Mo Liu's death has no effect on this.

Mo Liuyan was brought into the violent room, his power made the man dare not touch him easily, the man would not kill him, but it was indispensable for him to suffer some hardship.

He couldn't figure it out, knowing that the man wouldn't care about him, why did he come back! The full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the reunion festival, hehe, does the royal family have true feelings? What about the hypocritical reunion!

Since he chose to ignore it, then it's better to ignore it, he doesn't care!

Feelings are ethereal, only power is real.

What you have done to me, I will pay you back!

I couldn't help but feel that Mu Li's beautiful figure appeared in my mind, and Mo Liuyan's heart warmed.

Mu Li, will you always be with me?

remembered that a few days ago, he was drinking with Mu Li. He saw a different Mu Li again.

Mu Li was a little drunk, her cheeks were pink, her eyes were drunk, and she still hugged the wine jar tightly and didn't let go.

"This is mine, you can't rob me!" Mu Li's voice is soft and soft.

"Mu Li, you're drunk. Can't drink anymore. Give me! Mo Liu's brows furrowed slightly, and he wanted to take it.

Mu Li overbearingly protected the wine in her arms, and her mouth was slightly convulsed: "No!" Don't give! ”