Mo Yuanyi never thought that it was this ending, he thought a lot, thought about Li Xiangsi and Mo Nanchen living happily together, and wanted to live a happy life with Li Xiangsi.

Even if it doesn't match reality, it's better than that ending.

He would go to see her as soon as he was free, and he liked to see her laugh, because her laughter seemed to have a magical power that could affect the mood of the people around her, which was her magic since childhood.

Mo Yuanyi likes Li Xiangsi, and only a few people know about it.

But Li Xiangsi likes Mo Nanchen, and the entire Mo Dynasty knows it.

He also wondered where he was worse than Mo Nanchen? Mo Nanchen likes not to be as long as him, he likes to cry when he is a child, he is afraid of insects, and he has no manliness at all.

Speaking of which, it is obviously him who is the most likely, but Li Xiangsi, the person he likes is him.

Especially during the period when Mo Nanchen abandoned her, she didn't have any complaints.

Later, he understood.

Li Xiangsi likes a person, doesn't look at his shortcomings, in her eyes, all she sees is a shining point, and her eyes will always follow him.

Only Li Xiangsi herself knows when she started to like Mo Nanchen.

That year, when Mo Nanchen wanted to attach his eyelashes to her eyelashes, she liked it, and she liked it very much.

Mo Yuanyi bit his lower lip, he looked at Li Xiangsi with a smile in the portrait in a trance, he hadn't seen Li Xiangsi smile so unscrupulously and happily for a long time.

Now Li Xiangsi has endured too much, her eyes are bright, but her smile is gone.

He has always wanted to spoil Li Xiangsi as a child, and he has been taking care of Li Xiangsi as a child, but he forgot that Li Xiangsi is already old and married.

The difference between Mo Nanchen and Mo Yuanyi is that Mo Nanchen will spoil her as a child and treat her as a woman.

Mo Yuanyi stroked Li Xiangsi's face in the portrait, the cold and cold picture scroll had no real touch, he smiled lightly and raised his eyes.

"Acacia, will you blame me?"

He has done a lot of wrong things, such as the wooden platform, for example, he thought about making Li Xiangsi completely let go of Mo Nanchen, and wanted to create a misunderstanding.

But there are some things, he just thinks about it, but the wooden platform is real.

As smart as she is, she will know with a little checking.

He suddenly lowered his eyes, and lay quietly on the ground, which was very messy, covered with many twists and turns, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of tiredness.

The door of the study rang unexpectedly, and the maidservant girl with a bun walked in, gently resting on a cup of tea, and did not withdraw immediately, she looked up at the woman in the portrait, and said nothing.

Mo Yuanyi didn't urge her to leave, he sat up, rubbed his eyebrows, picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, he leaned on the chair, and looked at the portrait in a daze.

"Say, how are you doing?" Mo Yuanyi shook the teacup in his hand and looked at the portrait of Li Xiangsi and lost his mind.

The maid glanced at him, smiled, and replied: "Your Majesty, Miss must be doing well, she is doing so well here, and she can make a world alone there." ”

Mo Yuanyi recently smiled bitterly, "Yes, for sure, you can step down." ”

He waved his hand, she bowed slightly, and was about to walk out the door, when she heard a whisper from someone behind her.

"Qingli, I miss her."

"Your Majesty, longing is sick."

With that, she closed the door and left, leaving Mo Yuanyi alone to sit in the study, holding a teacup in her hand, looking at her with red eyes.

For three years, he spent three whole years and didn't forget her, he didn't know how many times he was urged by the minister to say that there was no one in the harem, and he was urged by them to find the queen of the Mo Dynasty.

But in his mind, he thinks that the one who can be qualified for the position of queen is Li Xiangsi.

He can never marry for the rest of his life, even if there is no one in the queen's position, he doesn't want others to sit on this son, and the only person he wants to leave is Li Xiangsi.

Acacia, I miss you......

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Qing Li returned to his residence, next door was his own lady's house, that room was still spotless, just like a person, but Qing Li also knew that it was impossible to live in that house.

That room only belonged to a woman named Li Xiangsi, the woman who was amazing and envied all over the world.

That day seemed to be vivid, Li Xiangsi seemed to be asleep, everyone felt so, but the increasingly cold body was all reminding them that Li Xiangsi was no longer good.

Three years, Qingli is in a trance, has it been so long?

Three years is not a long time, but it is not a short time, and the death of Li Xiangsi gives people the idea that it is a lie, and they are basically living in a muddy way.

Qing Li walked into Li Xiangsi's house, and she groped for everything in the room: the barrel, the wardrobe, the dresser, and the bed.

She remembered that her young lady liked to take a bath the most, and she was used to waiting for her outside, and Li Xiangsi always teased her, and would play with her, not like a master and servant, but more like a sister.

Li Xiangsi is the opposite of others, her approach is very obstinate, but no one refutes it, which is also one of Li Xiangsi's characters.

Li Xiangsi always said: Maids are also people, since you are my maid, then listen to me, don't care about other people's opinions, everything has me.

She had been whispered and coldly stared at, and at first, no one could get used to her, because everyone wanted to be treated like that.

Qing Li suddenly felt that her nose was slightly hot, and her eyes seemed to be about to shed something, she took out a handkerchief in a little panic, and in a trance, she seemed to see a woman with long hair and waist, and a smile.

"Qingli is ugly when he cries, so we smile more, I've been there."

Okay, where is she?

Qing Li bit her lower lip tightly, biting out a bloody mark without noticing, she quickly wiped away the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes, and hurriedly ran back to her room and sat at the head of the bed.

Miss, when are you going to pick up Qingli and go with you?

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The capital is bustling with people, the shouting of small vendors, the sound of horses' hooves touching the ground, and the sound of bowing their heads and talking.

"It's been three years, but I didn't expect it to be three years in a flash. You say, if she's still around, what would happen now? He took the teacup and looked at the man sitting across from him.

The man smiled, "Brother Tai, how should I answer what you asked?" ”

"Just tell us what you think." He gestured.

The man threw his head up and took a sip of the spirit, the scorching heat running down his throat and through his body, his face flushed, he was drunk.

"She's a legend, she's amazing, you say, if she's still alive, what kind of style would it be? It's been three years, even if it's another three years, but she still impresses us deeply, we can't forget it, can you forget it? Can you? He smiled lightly, his body could not even stand steadily, and he walked drunkenly.

He looked at the man speechlessly, helped him to a chair, and drank by himself.

The name Li Xiangsi is like a brand, and no one will forget it.

Because she once amazed the world and lived gently through time.