In the depths of winter, the night is as cool as water, there is a light moonlight from the thin clouds looming down, Mo Ziling is wearing a dark shirt and walking alone on the streets of Xishi; at this time she is only twelve years old, her figure has not yet developed well, slender and petite, eyebrows like far daisies, eyes like autumn water, small and delicate nose erect, cherry lips are full, waist-length ink hair is fixed with a green sandalwood hairpin on the top of the hair, there is a strand of hair dancing lightly on the sideburns, and the jade skin is faintly fluorescent and shiny in the night like water.

At this time, the entire city of Li was under curfew, and Mo Ziling's footsteps were slow, occasionally nimbly dodging the soldiers patrolling the night. A moment to the northwest corner of the palace wall, take out the silk given by the master from the sleeve, tie a small black gold rope at one end, and jump into the palace wall with a few strokes of the silk silk, the northwest corner of the palace city This deserted side hall is where Mo Ziling and the nurse have lived for twelve years. Standing in front of the courtyard gate, looking at the two gates in front of him that had been closed for twelve years: the wooden part was mottled, and a pair of bronze rings carved into the pattern of ferocious beasts were also covered with moss; With a sneer, Mo Ziling still climbed into the wall from the top of the door with the plaque of "Mo Li Palace".

The Moli Hall is composed of a main hall, two side halls and two side rooms, there is a stone pavilion in the courtyard, there is no corridor, two ginkgo trees grow in the south two corners, only scattered dead leaves hang on the branches. It was originally a guest hall in the palace city, and Mo Ziling was disliked by the king of Xiyue after he was born, so he only sent the queen's personal maid Wanniang to live in the most remote guest hall in this palace city, and changed this hall to "Mo Li". At this time, the entire Moli Temple was immersed in night, and there was not a single candlelight.

The door of the west hall opened, and Wan Niang greeted her. He was in his thirties, but he looked more than ten years older than others because of his twelve years of worry and hard work, and his originally beautiful face had light wrinkles, and his brown cloth clothes had been washed a little darker.

"Ling'er is back, how hard is today's class?" asked Wan Niang lovingly.

"Nurse, it's not hard. Didn't I tell you not to wait for me? It's cold, so you should settle down early. Mo Ziling replied in a low voice.

"The nurse is also worried. You're a little girl, you always come back so late, you won't meet bad people, right?" Wan Niang said with an anxious face.

"No, it won't. I told you earlier, I can now be one against ten. Don't wait for me in the future. Nurse, the oil lamp and charcoal are no longer reluctant to use, there are silver taels from my brother, and I earn from the master's chores, which is enough for us to live warmly. The food brought from the dining room was not eaten, and we cooked and ate it ourselves. Mo Ziling whispered to Wan Niang while helping her into the side hall: "When I am older and learn more, our life will be better." ”

When Wanniang lay down on the bed, covered her with a quilt, Mo Ziling said, "Nurse, don't bother in the future, there will be me." You settle it, I'll go and see the book that Brother sent a few days ago, and I'll settle it. After saying that, she turned around and left, and Wan Niang sighed silently for a long time after she left.

Walking into the main hall where he lived, Mo Ziling lit the oil lamp, changed into a middle coat and washed it, and then untied his bun, Ren Sanqian Qingsi sat at the desk and looked at the book without taking care of it. Halfway through the hour, he put down his book and went into the bed and lay down, but he didn't sleep.

Mo Ziling lived in the Dayue Dynasty, the emperor ruled the world in the royal capital, Wangji is the royal side branch and the gathering place of the big families of various families, three hundred miles out of Wangji there are four vassal states: Dongyan, Nanchen, Xiyue and Beiqiang; The Mo clan, the lord of Xiyue, is said to be the descendants of the ancient Qingqiu, who can hear up to the heavens and pass through the underworld, and are called "one of the gods" by the world; therefore, only the Mo clan is allowed to call the country by the name of the country, representing the respect of the emperor. For hundreds of years, the son-in-law of the Xiyue Mo clan inherited the throne, and the concubine was more than the rest of the family because of her psychic, and she would enter the royal capital Kunfeng Hall as the emperor and assist the emperor in governing the world, but she would not have children for the rest of her life.

This time, the lord of Xiyue, Mo Shining, had two sons and two daughters: the sister-in-law Mo Zilan and the sister-in-law Mo Ziling were born by the queen, and the second son Mo Ziyan and the eldest daughter Mo Ziyao were born by the side concubine Mrs. Yu. As soon as the son-in-law was born, he played the king's capital, and he was named the son of Xiyue. The concubine Mo Ziling was born pregnant during the queen's plundering by the king of Beiqiang, even though the queen Song Chen confirmed that she was the daughter of Mo Shining; because the royal physician did not record it before the queen was plundered, the king of Xiyue refused to recognize her, so there was no existence of Mo Ziling on the jade butterfly of the Xiyue royal family.

In the early morning three days after Mo Ziling was born, the queen woke up from a light sleep with her, and was surprised to see that her swaddling clothes were covered with a Beiqiang man's robe. The queen is also not allowed to visit, if she does not obey the edict, the position of Mo Zilan will not be guaranteed! At that time, Mrs. Yu was favored, and Mo Ziyao was even more favored by the king of Xiyue, and the queen had no more defense and performance.

When Mo Zilan was ten years old, he sneaked into the Moli Temple and met his sister-in-law, Mo Ziling, who was only four years old at the time, watching the ants move under the ginkgo tree. She and Wanniang's life was not easy, the meals sent were already cold rice, or the meals eaten by the palace maids, and they were only wearing cloth clothes. It wasn't until Mo Zilan stood in front of him that the jade-like little man raised his head to take a look, then lowered his head and continued to watch the ant colony move intently.

With just this glance, Mo Zilan knew that she was the real proud daughter of the Mo clan! This calmness and indifference were beyond the reach of others, including herself, so she named her Mo Ziling.

Since then, Mo Zilan will sneak into the Moli Temple from time to time, teach her to read, and teach her how to urge her mind to gather psychic power. In only three years, Mo Zilan knew that he was not as good as his sister, and begged his master many times to allow Mo Ziling to go to his master's house every few days to ask for teaching. For another two years, the master and his wife were very fond of it, and accepted Mo Ziling as a closed disciple.

For twelve years, Mo Ziling hadn't seen her father and mother, and other royal family members were not in the range she wanted to see. She is accustomed to such a quiet and undisturbed life, with the love of her brother, the love of her nurse, the love of her master's family, and the schoolwork that can never be finished. Really, she's satisfied. More than once, when the spirits gathered, I made a wish to the heavens: this life will go on like this.

Thinking of this, Mo Ziling couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips, her feather fan-like eyelashes curled up slightly, and she pulled up the quilt and wrapped her body tightly and fell asleep with a light smile······