Mo Nanchen always lost his mind with a handkerchief, and when he lost his mind, he spent a day without food or water.

He has had a lot of vicissitudes.

The once sharp eyes revealed a sense of confusion, and his dark hair turned gray for some reason, but it didn't stop his compelling handsomeness.

Every time Mo Yuanyi came to the mansion of King Mo in the morning, in addition to visiting Mo Nanchen, he also went to Li Xiangsi's tombstone.

That's right, Li Xiangsi died, and the woman who bloomed like a flower died in winter, the snowy, white winter day.

Not only that, but she also died at her birthday banquet, which was obviously her birthday, and she didn't have time to have a good time, but she disappeared from his world in a hurry.

Li Xiangsi is his world, but also the world of Mo Nanchen, and the goddess of war in the hearts of the people of the world.

But the brightest star fell.

He sighed more than once, and he couldn't wait to kill the person who let Li Xiangsi go like this.

But he couldn't.

Li Xiangsi is so strong that others can't see through her cowardice, and she can even forgive everything, such as Lin Dongzhi's poisoning of her.

They already knew that just when Li Xiangsi was in the ground, Lin Dongzhi told the truth.

At that time, Mo Nanchen wanted to beat him, but he was stopped by everyone, all because of Li Xiangsi's words: I don't blame you.

The victims don't blame him, so why should they blame him?

Mo Yuanyi stroked the words on the tombstone: The tomb of his beloved wife Li Xiangsi.

Coincidentally, Mo Nanchen hadn't remembered a little bit about Li Xiangsi before, and he started to show favor to her just because of a feeling in his heart, and he didn't know what kind of feelings it was.

However, as Li Xiangsi quietly began to pass little by little from his lap, until she actually died, he cried.

Mo Yuanyi was attracted by the crying, he couldn't imagine that Mo Nanchen, the god of war of the Mo Dynasty, would cry so loudly, like a child who has lost his beloved.

Mo Nanchen cried for a long time that day, his crying voice was hoarse, and when he saw him coming, he only said one word to him, which he still remembers.

After the royal brother and the courtier, there is no princess.

At that moment, Mo Yuanyi felt that Mo Nanchen's heart was dead.

And it was also at that moment that Mo Nanchen remembered everything.

But nothing can be undone.

It is an eternal truth that people cannot be resurrected after death.

Today, three years later, it is the memorial day of Li Xiangsi, and many people come. Mo Nanchen changed his previous decadence, he began to practice martial arts diligently, and actively went to the battlefield, just like he did back then, he was full of spirit and lost the hearts of many girls.

But Mo Yuanyi also felt that Mo Nanchen was forcing himself not to try to remember, to remember the person who was engraved in his mind and lingered.

Now the twenty-year-old Mo Nanchen is more mature, he bowed slightly, "Thank you for your support, I believe Acacia will be very happy." ”

He raised his fist and clasped it in front of his chest, politely.

Wen Xu stroked his white beard and smiled heartily, "Nan Chen is polite, but there are some things that have accumulated in my heart for a long time and are easy to get sick." ”

He patted Mo Nanchen on the shoulder, changed his words, and said: "There is a stupid woman over there in Nancheng, holding a child, always robbing other people's food to eat, it is said that it is your side concubine Ning Wan." ”

Three years ago, Ning Wan disappeared, and Lin Dongzhi said that he was taken captive by him, but then he didn't know where to go, so he didn't plan to look for it.

This time, Mo Nanchen was slightly stunned, he recruited someone and asked him to do it.

The man went to Nancheng, and indeed found Ning Wan, the woman who escaped was already stupid, she would bite whoever she saw, and she would take the food when she saw it, but she would kiss one child.

When the man snatched the child and found her a place to stay, he returned to the Mowang Mansion.

The three-year-old child's eyebrows and eyes resembled Mo Nanchen's, they stared at each other with big eyes, and finally the child grabbed Mo Nanchen's hair with his small hands and said crisply: "Daddy!" ”

Mo Nanchen wept silently, he remembered that Li Xiangsi was also pregnant, but then there was an accident, the child was not saved, and they never had another child.

"Do you have a name?" Mo Nanchen suddenly softened his eyebrows, and a pair of eyes seemed to be looking at someone through him.

The child shook his head, his stupid mother gave birth to him stupidly, how could he have a name?

Mo Nanchen chuckled, "Then your name is Mo Musi." ”

Mo Nanchen loves Li Acacia.

Life.

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Mo Nanchen never married in his life, he raised Mo Musi by himself, taught him to read, taught him to practice martial arts, taught him to like and promise a person, and he would be responsible for her for the rest of his life.

He always said: Your father and I lost a woman when I was young, she was as beautiful as a flower and smiled at the city, but it was such an excellent woman, your father and I were defeated, you don't want to learn from your father, otherwise I will open your ass.

He always pointed to the portrait of Li Xiangsi, and said to Mo Musi over and over again, not even knowing that he was tired: This is your mother, you remember, your mother was chased by me back then.

When Mormus saw the portrait, he always felt that the woman his father had borne was the mother in his portrait.

Because he had never seen such a beautiful woman in the whole world.

But every time Mo Nanchen saw Mo Musi staring at the portrait for too long, he would beat him out, saying that he didn't know what to do, and even peeped at his mother.

Mormus couldn't tell if he was bitter, he was a boy, and his name was feminine, so wasn't that painting still what his father asked him to see?

But he didn't dare to say that he couldn't beat his father.

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Mo Nanchen didn't accompany Li Xiangsi when she died, because he knew that Li Xiangsi still had a wish to go, so he would help her do it.

Lin Dongzhi handed him a necklace, saying that there was a secret in it, and he saw that the necklace was the key, the key to open the secret passage.

And what is hidden in the secret passage is all the things that Li Xiangsi used when he was a child, even the pillows, quilts, and clothes when he was a child.

When Lin Dongzhi knew that there were these inside, his intestines were blue with regret, and he sent a lot of people at that time, and he himself went to the battle to catch Li Xiangsi, just to know the secret of the necklace.

But in the end, this secret is a small thing from Li Xiangsi's childhood.

Mo Nanchen is old and no longer what he used to be, but he is still in his prime. There is a portrait of Li Xiangsi hanging on the wall, and he holds Li Xiangsi's necklace in his hand.

Mo Musi beside him had already cried into tears, and he finally closed the door, because he knew that Mo Nanchen wanted to be alone.

Mo Nanchen's eyebrows and eyes have changed, but he gently looked at the smiling Li Xiangsi in the portrait.

He's old, but she's not.

"Acacia, this king has come to look for you."

He slowly closed his eyes, a small smile curling into his mouth.

On the Huangquan Road, you have to wait for me......