Mu Chen woke up from his dream, subconsciously curled his slender fingers, and grabbed the soft satin of the brocade, so as to calm the turbulent waves in his heart.

The same dream, from the moment he took off the dream stone ring, followed and haunted him night after night.

The dark and cold surroundings, the severe pain after the punishment of the thunder, the boundless loneliness and despair......

Over and over again, over and over again, enveloping him in the meantime, slowly tormenting.

And that little bit of warm light, smart and active, slowly rose from the bottom of his heart, slowly seeped into his limbs, and dissolved all his cold, fear, and loneliness layer by layer.

He cherished the light in his palm, longing for eternal companionship, but it continued to rise inch by inch, and flew out of his control into the unreachable sky.

He was terrified, trying with all his might to reclaim the only warmth, the only source of light.

But that light is not a fire lotus, and even if he uses all his strength, he can't control it.

He was destined to fall into boundless loneliness and despair again......

An Huaiyu beside him stood up, with a little apology in his voice, "Your Highness, but the concubine woke up Your Highness?" ”

She just got pregnant, and she didn't sleep well at night, and she was always worried about making a noise to Mu Chen.

Mu Chen's mind calmed down for a moment, and he replied lightly: "I have something to go to the study." ”

After saying that, he got up and got off the couch.

An Huaiyu silently looked at Mu Chen's departing back, and subconsciously reached out and stroked his lower abdomen.

He was her husband, the father of the child in her womb, but she never seemed to understand him.

Sometimes, she felt that he treated herself gently and politely, and she should feel satisfied, but sometimes, she felt that the indifference and coldness under his gentle appearance made her sad, and she greedily wanted to get closer.

He is the most honorable prince of the Chaoyan Empire. According to her brother's words, she married him as a side concubine, and she is already Gao Pan. What else is she not satisfied with?

Originally, she didn't even expect to be able to get the child in her womb......

An Huaiyu touched his lower abdomen again, and his expression became gentle and shy.

She has always been ashamed to recall that in the days after Daze's accident, Mu Chen seemed to be a different person, and he was almost crazy about himself......

Those days should have been quite torturous for His Highness, right?

The turmoil in the government and politics involved Daze Baili, and even the Qingling Emperor, who had always been close to His Royal Highness, was also alienated and cold, and after returning to Beijing, he never visited the palace once......

An Huaiyu's movements became more and more gentle.

After all, she is not a woman with strong power, nor does she have the ambition to fly into the sky, thinking of her own existence and the arrival of this child, she can give her husband some comfort, and after her mind calms down, she feels extremely satisfied.

In the study, Mu Chen abandoned the attendants who were keeping vigil and looked at the letters alone under the faint clam lamp.

Every day, there are no less than dozens of secret letters delivered from all over the Eastern Continent.

He read quickly, but also carefully, and most of the time his expression was just moody and calm, occasionally frowning slightly, and then stretching again.

"The Fang Shan clan has tightened its forces in the southern border, and it seems that it intends to dissociate itself from the Chunyu clan."

After Mo Nanhao returned to Fuyang, he closed the door and did not come out. At the beginning of the month, Prince Mu Han hid his whereabouts and went to the Fuyang Monan Mansion to meet Ning Hao privately. ”

"Zhong begging Zhuoyuan, the ban has been completed according to the emperor's decree. The positions of the generals have been placed according to the performance of the imperial history Cheng Muduan. ”

"Jiuqiu National Teacher Luo Heng is still seriously injured and has not recovered, and he lives quietly in Zhangyao Palace."

"On the sixth day of the month, Emperor Ji got up early again, and then went to Chongwu Yuefeng to visit his fifth senior brother, and stayed in Huaqing Fengtangting after lunch, and went out until evening. The prince of Osawa has always been by his side. It was night, and the two did not sleep together. ”

……

Mu Chen read the secret letters one by one, and then destroyed them with divine power, leaving no trace.

The last two letters left on the desk were made of luxurious and elegant paper, which was very different from the previous ones, and the seals were also left on each of them, showing the dignity of the identity of the person who wrote the letter.

Mu Chen's fingertips slid lightly over one of them, paused for a moment, and then picked up the other one and spread it out.

The letter paper brings out a wisp of the fragrance of orchid, just as elegant as the owner's handwriting.

"Your Royal Highness Junjian: What my grandfather discussed was really for the rise and fall of the family, and there was no arrogance. Brother Ning Hao and Mu Han have a very good relationship, and it is really difficult to cut off the worries of being influenced by him. If His Royal Highness accepts his grandfather's proposal, Shiyin must take advantage of the situation to control his brother's rights and interests in the clan. ”

Mu Chen lowered his eyes, and the letter paper gradually turned into powder in his palm, dissipating with Lan Zhi's breath.

He pondered his thoughts and sat quietly for a long time, and finally he picked up the last letter on the desk and slowly unfolded it with gentle movements.

"I've already seen Chun Yuyan. He's only good for his injury, will it be too hard to go to Daze? In addition to doing the things you explained, he will definitely run to deal with the business we left over there or something, what if he gets tired again? You'd better send more people to help him. Usually busy and busy, the body also needs to pay more attention. There's something I need help with, but it doesn't hurt to say it. ”

Mu Chen read the contents of the letter several times, stretched out his fingertips, touched the last two sentences at the end of the letter, and rubbed it back and forth.

The soft silver light of the sea pearl clam lamp reflected his picturesque eyebrows, and his deep eyes were coated with a faint luster.

Through Chun Yuyan said so many words, in fact, I just want to remind myself to take care of my body, right?

After so many years of letters and letters, and a tacit understanding accumulated little by little, how could he not understand what she meant.

She still complained about him, and he knew it.

What did you do before...... Many lives ......

In fact, he has never forgotten.

There are many things, he knows that he is wrong, and he knows that he will bear the guilt of his life for this, but he still does it.

It's as if he knew that Mo Nan'an Mountain intended to attack Chun Yujue and his wife, but he still handed over the flame in Zhuoyuan to him, knowing that he didn't ask for the Dikun Pagoda from Emperor Hao to build a military defense, but he chose to remain silent and not ask questions......

He promised that he would not hurt his brother.

But he never promised that he would stop the calculations of others......

Mu Chen folded the letter again, put it in a secret compartment under the case, and sealed it with his divine sense.

The Red Soul Bead in his body immediately became agitated because of the fluctuation of his divine consciousness at this moment, and a scorching sting heat erupted. He snapped his eyes shut, concentrating on the fetish that required him to fight at this moment.

The light of the clam lamp shone on his eyes, casting two shadows like butterfly wings on his black eyelashes.

There seemed to be a brilliant color in front of him, just like the noon sun that was looking up from the depths of Ganyuan that day.

Those remorse and unwillingness, obsession and wish will not turn into dust and disappear.

Since the heavens have given him a chance to be reborn in nirvana, then he will also control the light of heaven and earth in this life, and overlook the floating world!

～～

Qing Ling had lunch, and together with Chen Yue, Ling Feng, and Luo Yao, he accompanied Master to Zhong Feng's Tianyuan Pool.

Perhaps because he felt that he would not stay in Chongwu for too long, Qingling had also put in a lot of effort in the past few days, forcing himself to let go of his knots, and taking out the tricks he used to be, so that the master and his brothers would come out and walk around more.

Chenyue and Ling Feng were very cooperative, and after dinner at night, they would also gather in the courtyard outside the Yuefeng Hall to drink tea and chat as before. Luo Yao is well versed in Qing Ling's mind, and often invites Chen Yue to play with him.

Under the Du Ying tree, the chess pieces are tapped, and the moonlight is like water.

Occasionally, Mo Qian would stop for a while, silently watching the people under the tree, and his heart was full of sorrow.

On this day, Qing Ling proposed that everyone go for a walk in Tianyuan Pond, and he made a decision in his heart, wanting to get closer to his master.

She took Mo Qian's arm, walked slowly behind everyone, and patted the horse and said, "Master, you turned this Tianyuan Pool into ice in an instant last time, it's really amazing!" I always thought to myself, if only I had the ability to do this! ”

Mo Qian's expression was unfazed, "You don't have to practice this skill. In the future, if you want to freeze the pool, you can let your junior brother do it. ”

Qing Ling was stunned for a moment, and wanted to refute Jia Pai Ma Dao, "Where does Xiao Qi have the ability of master", but after thinking about it, he remembered that when he married himself on the Yansui River that day, he did indeed do something that condensed water into ice, and his cheeks were slightly red, and he was speechless for a long time.

After a while, he muttered in a slightly mournful voice, "Is Master so happy that I marry my junior brother?" ”

At the beginning of the engagement, Mo Qian once said in his reply that he was going to marry after all, compared to other young people with matching identities, Luo Yao was the most suitable and reassuring to him. That's fine, he actually wrote a letter to Xiao Qi and asked him to take good care of himself.

What, it's clear that she's the senior sister, okay......

Mo Qian pondered for a long time, and said slowly: "With your status today, the only people who can marry you are those people. Those with a small heart may not be able to tolerate you, and those with a big heart may not put you first in everything. Although Master has not been married and does not understand the government, he has watched you grow up since he was a child, understands you, and knows what kind of person is most capable of giving you happiness. ”

Qing Ling bit her lip, "Master, doesn't you still think I'm impetuous, competitive and aggressive?" So you always want people to tolerate me and put me first in everything? ”

Mo Qian walked forward slowly, his silver hair swaying with the wind, as if he didn't feel the slightest feeling that Qing Ling was playing tricks, and at the end, Feng replied lightly: "Hmm." ”

The group walked in front of the Du Yingshu that Yuanqing had turned into.

Qing Ling stepped forward to clean up the weeds and fallen leaves under the tree, and Chenyue and Ling Feng also went over to help.

Mo Qian motioned for Luo Yao to come closer to him and said to him, "Last time you asked, I checked the records in the classics in the Bichen Pavilion. Although the people have been educated, their ancestors are ultimately derived from the demon race. Therefore, like their ancestors, they like to eat the remaining flames when refining the flames, and when they encounter them, their demonic nature is fully manifested and irrepressible. ”

Luo Yao lowered his eyes and groaned, "Refining the Flame Spirit...... But in Zhong Qi's blanching? ”

Mo Qian nodded, "The only thing that still exists in the world today is Zhong Qi's Zhuoyuan." ”

"Then ......" Luo Yao asked again, "If the flame trickle enters the body, is it as difficult to remove as the flame spirit?" ”

Mo Qian said, "Not really. After all, it is just residual quality, if it enters the body of the master of the Protoss, it may suppress the divine consciousness at first, but it will soon be transformed by the divine power in the body, leaving no traces. ”

Luo Yao was thoughtful and fell silent.

Mo Qian also seemed to have a comprehension, and said slowly: "You and Qing Ling are at the center of the struggle for royal power in the Eastern Continent, so you need to be cautious in everything. Qingling's child, whose temperament is not at all like her mother, always loves to be emotional, and once she has a thought, she doesn't care about it. As a master, she may not be able to listen to what I say. Fortunately, you are always by her side, and you can talk to her to her liking, protect her and persuade her, and don't let her go astray. ”

Luo Yao pondered Mo Qian's words in his heart, and the thoughts that had been suppressed for a long time came out again, and before Mo Qian withdrew the ban, he said loudly: "Master,"

He pondered for a moment, looked at Mo Qian with shining eyes, and asked word by word: "Qingling, is she really the daughter of Emperor Hao?" ”

Mo Qian's face turned pale when he heard this, and there was a sudden fluctuation in his eyes that had been as secluded as a cold pool for thousands of years.

Luo Yao saw it clearly, and his heart was raised to his throat, and he continued: "That day, she may have been hit by the Demon Flame Flame and unsealed the Qingyun Sword, I saw her eyes ......"

"Shut up!"

Mo Qian interrupted him harshly and said categorically, "Qing Ling is the daughter of Emperor Hao. ”

He subconsciously looked sideways at Qing Ling, who was leaning over to clean up the fallen leaves of the Du Ying tree, was silent for a moment, and slowed down his tone, "She can only be the daughter of Emperor Hao." ”