The white clothes were lying tightly on the palace wall, walking forward like a cat. The picture drawn for her by Mo Hui's biological mother Chen, coupled with her own memories of the Datong Palace, helped her to explore the place where the Queen Mother lived in the past few days—one day, a little, sometimes a place; One day, a little more, another place. Today, she finally saw the Carved Heart Lake.

Heaven and earth are silent, brick by brick, grass and tree, pot of water, shrouded in a stable moonlight.

The Yilan Hall built on the lake is like a dream. Maybe it's the aroma of orchid, faintly wafting over. In an instant, Bai Yi rose up with a kind of melancholy of a child, and she had an intuition that this place was built for her by a man who loved the Queen Mother very much.

In such silence, no matter how much restlessness, nightmares, past, drifting in the human heart, it can always be wrapped in a solidity. There is always a sense of peace.

I often overhear gossip from people in the palace, saying that the Queen Mother just likes to move. She can't get used to living anywhere, Yilan Hall has not just been cultivated, and she has only lived for a short time before. Now, it seems to be safe to stay.

As soon as Bai Yi wanted to get closer, he saw a group of dozens of Lantai guards walking by with weapons in hand and wearing armor. The torches in their hands also allowed Bai Yi to see the dark whistle that he hadn't noticed before.

Carved Heart Lake is heavily guarded. No matter how good the white clothes are, because they don't know the layout inside, it is impossible to break in. Bai Yi sighed, followed the same path back to the garden, back to the secret passage.

She hugged her body in the rotunda, curled up, pulled up the quilt, and slowly fell asleep.

Hou Cong and Mo Chang, who were actually not far away from her, were still looking at the wood carvings on the top of the bed. Hou Cong suddenly asked, "Have you slept?" ”

"Nope." Mo Chang replied.

"Don't be too sad."

This is the only comforting word that Hou Cong can come up with.

Mo Chang actually had the urge to chat with Hou Cong about his heart, which was also the first time in his life. "I'm not sad about this. I'm sad when Cuizhu is gone. ”

"Hmm. Compared to the green pine, I can understand. ”

It seems to be. Mo Chang pondered for a while, believing that Hou Cong could really understand his mood, and he actually found out that the mud that Cuizhu was pressing in his heart after poisoning himself had penetrated a hole and could breathe.

He didn't know if he was sleepy, so he actually told Hou Cong about the situation in the Lin family and his thoughts.

As soon as he finished speaking, Hou Cong did not respond immediately. Both of them were a little embarrassed - how could they babble like a little sister sleeping under the covers.

What's more, they were taught from an early age to be moody and invisible. My heart, my soul, my vulnerability, my fear, my longing, my desires, are all wrapped in layers of armor.

Hou Cong actually felt that his throat and nose were a little sour. He never said the same thing to anyone except Bai Yi: "When my father gave his life for the country, I was 8 years old, and my mother died in martyrdom. The people of my grandmother's family hated us, and we have not been in contact with us since. So much so that when I heard the nursery rhyme about my grandmother, I couldn't understand it. Your father always has you in his heart, and as for the Queen Mother, just from that short side, she is a cold person to children. Such a person may have a moment of patience for other people's children, but he should just hide from himself. ”

Mo Chang actually turned around, no longer lying flat, but turned sideways to look at Hou Cong, "Then you say, what about the Lin family?" I used to suspect that I was not born to the queen mother, but now I suspect that my mother is not born to the Lin family. ”

Hou Cong also turned around and covered Mo Chang's mouth, "Don't say it." Don't bite to death. Your father just recognizes her as the daughter of the Lin family, and she is the queen as the noble daughter of the Lin family, and she is surnamed Lin. ”

The two of them lay down again and slowly fell asleep.

Hou Cong was torn apart by his own errand in his dream.

To maintain the effectiveness of Mo Chang's chess piece, it is necessary to shake his legitimacy and maintain a certain degree of legitimacy; It is necessary to have to do this and that way. Really tired. If the white clothes were by his side, this suffocating journey would not be just an errand.

The next day, Hou Cong and Dugu Zheng handed over Mo Chang's guards and went to the Bihan Tower in the palace early in the morning. He calculated the time and prepared to go to Mo Hui in the evening, but he didn't expect that just after noon, the little prince sat on a chariot and came to him for dinner accompanied by Gonggong Xiao.

The little guy grinned, watched Hou Cong salute himself, and sat on the chair with a little eunuch, "I heard that you northerners like to eat this kind of bun, I asked someone to make it for you to taste." ”

"Your Highness Xie."

After packing up their things, the palace people of Zhaoqing Hall retreated again.

"Why doesn't Your Highness like to talk today?"

Hou Cong ate three buns, and Mo Hui just looked at him with his cheeks up.

"Isn't it fun to be a prince?"

I see.

Hou Cong understood. This kid is too smart. He must have known some things about Mo Chang, even if he didn't know it that clearly, he knew that the road ahead was difficult.

"It's not fun."

"So what should I do?" Mo Hui's big eyes looked at Hou Cong, which made Hou Cong's whole heart soften. But he kept a straight face and said in a cold voice, "Do you know what I'm doing in your country?" ”

"Send Uncle Chang back."

"Why is he with us?"

"Because the two countries are fighting each other, there is a big fight."

Hou Cong nodded, "That's a good answer, then am I a good person or a bad person?" ”

"Bad guys."

"Smart, if you ask me what to do, the first thing may be to distinguish between good and bad people, don't talk casually."

Mo Hui lowered his head. Hou Cong ate two more buns before he raised his head and looked at him, "So you don't like me, you just want me to help you see Baiyi." ”

"I-"

The matter was right, and Hou Cong was at a loss. He had no choice but to put a bun in his pocket and say, "Ahhhh

Mo Hui shook his head, not wanting to eat.

Hou Cong thought about it selfishly, this little guy was so hateful that he was embarrassed to make a request. He sighed, touched his conscience and made a small opinion, "Your Royal Highness, don't always do what I do, you should ask your father." ”

"He didn't have time to pay attention to me."

"You're going to him. You are two fathers and sons, you go to his palace to find him, be coquettish, and find him to hug. You're just a little prince now, and you're still father and son. When you become the prince tomorrow, there will be more monarchs and ministers between you. ”

Mo Hui lowered his head and thought for a while, and when he raised his head, he couldn't see any emotion. He said he wanted to eat a bun.

Mo Hui sat down and walked away. Hou Cong returned to the third floor, but he was at peace. He instructed Qing Song to take his letter and go outside, so that Murong Xing, Yuan You, and Fluorescence could confirm some information respectively, while he himself busily shuttled through the several floors of Bihan Tower. He knew that he would get closer to the truth of the tragic death with the Baiyi family faster than Mo Yanyang.

The answer is extremely simple, even extremely boring.

Night fell again. Mo Hui finally waited for Mo Rong, who had finished the review, to call him in. Mo Hui didn't say anything, just was hugged to his lap by his father, and desperately buried his head in his father's arms.

Mo Rong waited for a long time before letting Mo Hui raise his head and look at the jade seal on the royal table.

"Go get it and take a look."

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