Mo Feimo returned to the palace of the Lingyun Dynasty alone, looking at the familiar scenery in the past, a sense of helplessness swelled in his heart, with a touch of self-blame, and at most anger.

Originally, he had no intention of being in the position of the Ninety-Five, but he didn't expect that he had been in an accident for a long time, and he was tossed by the old woman.

And that stupid brother, who is just a puppet, although he is half-brother, but seeing that he is worse than dead, he can't do anything, and decides to collect debts together.

When the Queen Mother learned that Mo Feimo had come back from the dead, she was so angry that she slapped her palm on the dragon chair, "Bastard, why didn't you know to tell me about such an important matter earlier?" ”

The ministers shuddered, the queen mother has been moody recently, always suspicious, someone stepped on the thunder for no reason, and was extremely miserable.

I miss the time when the crown prince was in power!

Some of them are lively, ready to wait for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to return and take refuge in him.

Mo Feimo walked into the main hall with a smile, like a leisurely stroll.

The old woman on the dragon chair, an old face almost distorted, "You still have the face to come back?" ”

"Don't be impatient, this prince is back to get something." Mo Feimo was dressed in white, like a fairy, not happy or angry, and his face was expressionless.

The Queen Mother narrowed her eyes, "Everything here has long been lost to you, and it is not the place where you should come." ”

"Oh? Really? My father gave an extremely important thing to the prince during his lifetime, and it happened to be placed in this hall......"

"What do you say? Nonsense, it's just nonsense. This palace warns you that Hugh is talking nonsense. Come on, take down this person, and dare to pretend to be my Prince Lingyun! ”

The corners of Mo Feimo's mouth hooked up a sneer, "Who dare!" This prince is here to enshrine the edict and ascend to the Ninth Five-Year Honor. ”

The old woman trembled with anger, "Are they all dead?" Why don't you hurry up and do it for the mourners? ”

"You dare?"

The two sides confronted each other, and for a moment there was tension in the hall......

The two flowers bloomed and each showed a branch, and said that Yun Xiyao sat warmly on the soft couch, looking at the news from Yun Feng, and sneered.

"Yun Feng, are all these news true?"

Yun Feng's face darkened: "Miss, don't you trust your subordinates?" ”

"How so? Don't be angry, don't get me wrong, Miss Ben just thinks ...... Yan Yuming's hand stretched out too long. ”

"Yes, his hand is indeed too long, didn't Miss take this opportunity to cut it off?"

"That's true, Miss Ben has been recovering well recently, and being idle is also idle, so it's better to send him a big deal. Come and don't be a gentleman, hehe......"

The corners of Yun Feng's mouth twitched, Yan Yuming's hidden stake was indeed very deep, hadn't it been dug up by Linglong Pavilion?

I don't know if I don't see it, and I'm shocked when I see it, but it's really deep-rooted. If you don't accept it, you can't accept it, but the concubines in the palace are all his eyeliner?

If it weren't for this time they showed their feet, they wouldn't have noticed.

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Yun Xiyao's mouth, and her fingers gently tapped the soft edge of the armrest

Often things on the surface, enslaved and noticed, are generally used on the blade, even if they are damaged, they are not afraid of being exposed.

Yun Feng was puzzled, "Miss, what good is Yan Yuming's sideways intervention?" He understands the truth better than anyone else......"

"Do you know that he is planning the entire world of Yunzhou?"

Yun Xiyao picked up the pen, wrote hard, and wrote a letter, asking Yun Feng to find someone to hand it over to Nangong Rui. In the past few days, the man is no longer there, and he must always guard against the movement of Beiyan.

"How many people are there in Shuiyun Pavilion and Linglong Pavilion now?" Yun Xiyao calculated in her heart that if she didn't have enough people in her hands, she wouldn't be able to make a big move.

"Two hundred or so together."

"Less is less ......"

"Miss, there are not enough people to see this, and I can't afford to make any big waves."

"It's okay, Miss Ben is going to see Mo Fei Mo......"

"Miss...... Mo Feimo is difficult to protect himself now, how can he protect you? ”

"Yun Feng......" As soon as Yun Xiyao spoke, the red-clothed man walked in with a smile.

"Miss, someone wants to see Yun Bing."

Yun Feng didn't smile, and over time, the red clothes called himself Yun Da Bing, Yun Feng was not surprised, and looked puzzled, "Ghost Sanniang, are you sure to come to see me?" ”

Red-clothed sneered, "What's wrong with this?" Do you think the old lady has time to talk to you for nothing? Love to go? ”

Yun Xiyao had a harmless smile on her face, "Red-clothed, let him in." ”

"Yes, Miss!"

An old man walked slowly......

The old man handed a letter to Yun Feng and turned around and walked away in style.

Yun Feng was puzzled, unfolded the letter, it was for Yun Xiyao, and hurriedly handed it over.

Yun Xiyao glanced at ten lines, and her face became more and more ugly!

"Bastard! He dares! Yun Xiyao crumpled the letter paper into a ball, and her face turned pale......

Lingyun Palace, Mo Feimo waited for his henchmen to send the news, the letter had been delivered, the night breeze was slightly cool, and he rolled up his white clothes.

A bright smile slowly bloomed on Mo Feimo's face, and he came into view from the blooming magnolia. The man's eyes were pale and he highlighted a meaningful sentence, "So, I have to say goodbye, right?" ”

"Master, you ...... What exactly is to be done? Behind him, a trace of unease welled up in the guard's heart.

"Brother Huang!" A familiar voice came into his ears, it was Mo Feimo's younger brother, Mo Feiyun.

"Yun'er, are you here?"

"Brother Huang, it's so cold outside, can you go in quickly? The body has not yet recovered. Mo Feiyun's heart became more and more uneasy.

The two brothers stood in the courtyard like this, chatting without a word in the wind and snow, and their youth was gone.

There's no going back.

"Brother Huang, why don't we have a drink again!" Mo Feiyun's apprehensive way.

"Good!"

Mo Feimo raised his eyebrows and chuckled, glancing at the wine in the palace maid's hand. The smile is getting brighter.

The two drank together, and the pictures of their childhood gradually coincided.

Mo Feiyun said suddenly: "Brother Huang, no matter what happens, we are all good brothers, and my father hopes that we can get along in harmony when he is dying." ”

Mo Feimo drank for a moment, his smile was a little reluctant, and he didn't make a sound.

Mo Feiyun was so drunk, he was really a waste, and the imperial brother probably didn't look down on his words and deeds......

"Yun'er, remember the words of my brother, and seek happiness for the people of Lingyun in the future!"

"Brother Huang, hehe, you drank too much, I'm ...... It's good if I have an elder brother, this emperor or my brother will do it, Yun'er...... Yun'er just wants to follow her brother all the time......"

"Flowers bloom and fall, if there is an afterlife, don't be born in the emperor's house!" The man was dressed in white and stood proudly.

"Brother...... Yun'er will follow you in the next life, and will always be your younger brother! ”

"Yun'er, you're drunk, go back and rest!" Mo Feimo patted Mo Feiyun on the shoulder, drank the wine in the cup, and then slammed it.

It fell to the ground and was torn apart in an instant.

"Brother Huang, you ...... You know? Mo Feimo trembled.

Mo Feimo didn't say anything, just felt a little tired. The corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of sarcasm, and a red figure staggered from the end of the corridor, and his steps were a little hasty.

There was a touch of desolation hanging from the corner of Mo Feimo's eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and fell on the white magnolia flower.

"Master! Master! Ahh ”

A group of men in black surrounded him.

Mo Feimo's eyes were in a trance, and a crisp voice came into his ears, and someone was calling him.

"Mo Feimo, you bastard!"

"Xi Yao?"

Yun Xiyao was as fast as lightning, and with a wave of her hand, she swept away those black-clothed people and bandits, without warning, and broke into the dark world of Mo Feimo.

Xi Yao...... Ahem...... Useless ......"

"Shut up! Believe it or not, it's nonsense, slap you to death! ”

Yun Xiyao's face turned blue with anger, "I can save you, you can support me well!" ”

Mo Feimo grabbed Yun Xiyao's wrist, "Xiyao, I will listen to you for everything, even if there is no end to the road ahead, there is no light...... Ahem...... ...... next life"

"Don't say stupid things."

"I'm tired...... Can you hug my mom? ”

Yun Xiyao nodded and took Mo Feimo into her arms, "Fool, I will definitely be able to save you!" ”

"Good! In the next life, we will meet early, but it will be good ......"

Before the man's words fell, his hand fell, and the world was dead......