The lights of thousands of homes blend into the silent night, and the bright and dazzling candlelight flickered, like the stars scattered in the night sky, and the beautiful and moving moonlight complemented each other.

Mu Aotian looked at the person in front of him in astonishment, and a phrase suddenly appeared in his mind to correspond to his mood at this moment-

Suddenly looking back, the man was in the dim light.

The person in front of him was dressed in an elegant robe, and his fair and clean face was quiet, which made people calm the irritability rising in their chests for a moment. The eyebrows and eyes of the appropriate thickness are clear and moving, and the eyes reflecting the colorful candlelight are still so clear, like a trickle and like a spring, and the end is quiet and leisurely. Dan's lips are not pointed, and Zhu has an indescribable charm and purity, and one is all tempting.

"Little meow." He nodded, his thin lips pursed. He felt the softness of his palm and thought: her hands are finally not so cold!

At this moment, Mu Aotian's expression was forcibly calm, and his suppressed thoughts suddenly rolled and surged. Her body trembled, and she only felt the restraints on her hands tighten.

He actually recognized her!

This was unexpected, once her relationship with him was limited to the first meeting, and then under the arrangement of the first emperor, several princes were assigned to take care of her, and because the first emperor died suddenly, the last and then missed him, and then became a country by a testament. Since then, even in the last time, when several princes gathered in Fengyi Palace, they never saw him. She thought he had forgotten her.

"Little meow." He called softly again, looking at her with clear and waveless eyes. The affection hidden in the eyes can be seen at a glance.

Mu Aotian bit his lip, and his heart was at war. After a long time, he slowly pulled away a faint smile and said, "Fifth Prince, the name of this Lord is called Aotian." This is the first time she has told the name of the Lord of the Order, and the world is only used to calling her the Lord of the Order, and few people ask about her name, so she has never had the opportunity to declare this title out of the Lord. She didn't have a surname because she didn't want to admit it.

Bei Mingchen quietly looked at the face that had been engraved in the depths of his mind, even if it had changed a lot in the past ten years, he could still recognize it at a glance. Because this is the person who is hidden in his heart. The more time passes, the more profound it becomes, and it is still impossible to pull it out.

"Xiao Tian." He compromised, but that doesn't mean he will give up. He held the softness of his hand tightly, lest he slack off a little, or lose it.

Mu Aotian was slightly stunned, sighed, looked at the few people who were still selecting the lanterns, grabbed Bei Mingchen's arm with his backhand, and turned around to burrow into the crowd.

Bei Mingchen's silent black eyes flashed with a glimmer of brilliance, and with Mu Aotian's traction, his steps surged towards the sea of people in a messy manner. He couldn't take his eyes off the woman's slightly impatient face and slightly frowning willow eyebrows, and gently covered his chest with one hand, and the rhythm of the plop was like a rabbit that had lost its restraints, disturbing his mind.

But he probably knew the truth, and he was pleased.

Going around and around, Mu Aotian took the man who caught her off guard, broke away from the crowd and the bustling street market, and stopped in a quiet alley around the corner.

"You ......," she hesitated, prompting herself not to look at the eyes as pure as a fawn, "but are you doing?" ”

Immediately, he smiled self-deprecatingly, pretending to be relaxed, "Yes, how can you be bad, I am confused when I ask such a question." ”

"Xiaotian," he pouted, his dark eyes shining, "I looked for you, but I didn't find you." There was a hint of grievance in his tone.

Mu Aotian felt a trace of tenderness inexplicably in his heart, but his mouth was stiff, "In that case, where were you in the first place?" There was a slight tremor in her voice, and she broke free from the restraints on her hands.

"The third brother sent me away, I wanted to come back, but I was locked up." He said this, swallowed for a while, and said, "The third brother said that you recognized the second brother." ”

Approved of the North Underworld?

A trace of dazedness flashed in Mu Aotian's eyes, and he thought of something in an instant, and opened his mouth a little loudly, explaining: "That's what the emperor's uncle meant. She remembered that the successor to the throne was determined by her choice. So, don't they all think that she chose the North Soul Shuttle? Thinking of the conversation that the first emperor recruited her into the palace when he was seriously ill at that time, he suddenly felt a little weak.

The cunning guy who dared to love the first emperor didn't forget to calculate her before he died?

It's really disrespectful! Mu Aotian hated itchy.

Hearing this, Bei Mingchen's eyes lit up, and he looked at Mu Aotian fixedly, and it was difficult to hide his joy.

It was such selfless trust that made Mu Aotian feel a little warmer, and laughed, "Did you really look for me?" ”

"Hmm." He nodded solemnly, "I've been looking for a long time." ”

Mu Aotian smiled coquettishly, like a beautiful flower that unfolded in an instant, making the dim street vaguely seem to be a little brighter.

"But now I find it." He curled his lips, and the same fragrance was infinite, more than anything else.

Mu Aotian's heart moved, he stepped forward in a few steps, put his face close to the man's mature chest, wrapped his arms around the man's sturdy waist and abdomen, and exhaled like an orchid and called softly, "Brother Chen." ”

She finally called him Brother Chen!

It was as if something had exploded in his chest, and a hot pulse rushed straight to his brain, staining the man's fair face, ears, and even his resolute neck with a flush of red. He couldn't tell if it was the shyness of the hot-blooded monster or something else, he just felt that his heart was surging, and it felt damn beautiful.

Without hesitation, he reached out and took the woman into his arms, tightly embedded in his chest, the soft and boneless touch and the fragrant fragrance that soaked his mouth and nose made him want to indulge in it, unwilling to extricate himself.

I can't tell why, the first time I saw him ten years ago, he couldn't forget it. Perhaps, that is the so-called love at first sight, and it has never been?

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talked to Bei Mingchen, but Mu Aotian was even more unsettled. What happened 10 years ago?

Now she has no way to check, so she has to let go of the worries in her heart, and adhere to the concept of natural straightness from the boat to the bridge, be a spectator, and watch it carefully and patiently.

She knew that there would always be a time when everything would be clear.

The sound of orchestral silk and bamboo on the main street began to sound, listening to the ups and downs, the moving music and the lively vocals, rendering this silent alley.

"It's very lively over there." Mu Aotian raised his head, looked at the bright lights on the big street, and muttered softly.

Bei Mingchen pursed his thin lips, tightened his arm around the woman's slender waist, and said in a low voice: "It's the Oiran Competition." It's just that, looking at the woman's suddenly bright beautiful eyes, his heart sank, and there was a trace of loneliness silently.

"Why don't we go and have a look?" Mu Aotian raised a smile and asked symbolically. But he knew that the statement between the inquiries had already expressed what she was thinking.

"Okay." He slowly lowered his hand, and when he let go of the softness, his heart ached like a knife. Out of the alley, they are strangers again, and after that, maybe there is no intersection again?

Mu Aotian seemed to sense the quiet breath around him, swept away the discomfort in his heart, grabbed the man's sleeve and walked a few steps, and shouted: "Go over quickly, so as not to make them wait in a hurry and think that the two of us are missing." ”

Bei Mingchen was stunned for a moment and nodded. Strode over to the woman's side, and the subtle feeling dispelled his sorrow a lot.

At least, she's still there.

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Wiping tears in this chapter, guess if this is Nanzhu's chest? The female pig is tsundere and doesn't explain!