The entire Luo Yuxuan suddenly fell into a sense of tranquility.

It's tranquility, not dead silence.

Narrowing his gaze slightly, the night breeze cotton eyes calmly looked around in Luoyuxuan.

Not far away, Mrs. Leng and Leng Chi looked at themselves as if they were looking at a completely stranger, and Liang Qian, who couldn't help but fight with him as soon as he saw him, looked at himself at this time, and his eyes completely changed.

There is hatred, but more than that, there is hatred.

There were many corpses lying on the ground, most of them were hidden in Xiliang by himself before, and the red blood was everywhere, and even the air was floating with a disgusting but exciting smell of blood.

And these reds, as if they were hanging high in Luoyuxuan, reflected each other.

It's beautiful.

But these beauties do not belong to them.

Ye Jiuchen and Leng Yue were standing a few steps away, they were so calm and calm, they were so confident and confident, in front of them, they were the most proud, the proudest, everything that had been planned and deployed for many years, was so vulnerable.

In other words, there are some things that have never belonged to them.

Is it because he has always been stubborn and conceited that he ended up like this?

No!

In his life, he was born in the most indifferent and affectionate imperial family, from the day he was born, he knew that he was different from princes like Ye Sibai and Ye Jiuchen, they were high and respected since childhood,

But what about yourself?

The white eyes and the mistreatment I suffered as a child are like a red-hot soldering iron, deeply burned on the bones, even after so many years, I can't forget it.

Midnight dreamed back, Night Wind Cotton dreamed of those pictures countless times, like a nightmare, lingering.

So from a very young age, he swore an oath.

His life must not be spent like this, he must change, change all this.

Just get to that position.

Ascend to the position that all princes want, enough to be admired by all people, and no one dares to look down on him and treat him harshly.

is also the son of Yelan, why must it be Ye Sibai?

He didn't believe it! Don't accept fate!

But at that time, he was so small and thin, and he had no strength at all. He had to find an ally who was on the same side as him.

Soon, the ally was found.

Ye Mohan is the same as Ye Feng Mian, the identity of the biological mother is not noble, and it can even be said to be humble. What he has suffered, Ye Mohan has also suffered, his pain, Ye Mohan has realized, his revenge and ambition, Ye Mohan also has it.

But Ye Mohan was luckier than him, he had subordinates who were loyal to him, and courtiers who supported him.

But myself, nothing!

It is precisely because of this that the night wind cotton when he was a teenager chose the night Mohan when he was a teenager, the two of them had similar backgrounds and the same experience, and soon they became close friends and siblings.

Ye Mohan is not without suspicion of the night wind cotton, the night wind cotton knows, knows it.

It's just that at that time, he hid all his sharpness and ambitions, and made a harmless appearance in front of Ye Mohan and everyone.

Maybe it was because they understood each other, so Ye Mohan really believed him very quickly.

And Night Wind Cotton also chose to go to the border guard at that time.

The next thing is logical.

Darkness Chen Cang, Taoguang Yang, while privately building the army, while in Xiliang, Dazhou and other countries, the distribution of dark web, lurking and hiding, waiting for the opportunity.

But all of this suddenly felt like a dream today.

A gorgeous, poignant dream.

With a wry smile, Ye Fengmian immediately gathered all his memories and thoughts, quietly, quietly looking at Ye Mohan in front of him, looking at Ye Mohan's blue tendons on his forehead because of his anger, and his bloodshot eyes, watching the violent ups and downs on his chest, looking at the strange but familiar face, the curvature of the corners of his mouth is blooming bigger and bigger.

"What kind of people will we spend the rest of our lives with?"

"I don't know what it is, but after all, I want a woman who loves me with all my heart."

In the imperial garden under the moonlight, the young Night Wind Cotton and Ye Mohan sat opposite each other, at that time, they did not have the ruthlessness and depth between their eyebrows and eyes.

They were also young and simple, they were full of longing and hope for the future, and they were also ...... I want to live a simple and beautiful life.

But reality doesn't allow it.

They were born in the emperor's family, and they have no choice, if they don't choose to climb up, they will eventually be trampled underfoot.

So Ye Mohan is at all costs, and even missed the person he loves most in his life because of this.

Ye Mohan told himself more than once in the letter that if he could have realized his intentions for Leng Yue earlier, if he hadn't been so bent on climbing up at that time, it would have been him.

Obviously, it was Leng Yue he knew first.

Obviously, he first appeared in Leng Yue's life.

But why in the end, the person who can accompany Leng Yue is Ye Jiuchen?

He was unwilling and resentful, but he was helpless.

Because Leng Yue doesn't love him.

He had also thought of countless methods, thought about giving up, and thought about killing Ye Jiuchen, and then tied Leng Yue to his side, just like that for the rest of his life.

But in the end, they all gave up.

Just because, when you really love someone, as long as you look into her eyes, you will find that all your actions, all your thoughts, will collapse in an instant.

For a moment, there was nothing else but to make her well.

The things that Ye Mohan wrote in the letter surprised and shocked Ye Fengmian, and made him even more angry.

The fourth brother who was once ambitious, who cherished him and vowed to stand in the highest position, look down on the common people and look down on the world, why did he suddenly become so indecisive because of a woman?

Night Breeze Cotton is unacceptable, absolutely not!

Therefore, taking advantage of Ye Mohan's trust, he quietly sneaked into Xiliang.

Therefore, in everything, he plays the person who seems to be on the outside, but is actually inside.

What's more, when he saw Ye Mohan and was decadent, he forgot everything, and did not make all the preparations.

Now, looking at his own failures and watching the truth come out, Ye Mohan faces his appearance......

Night Wind Cotton suddenly found that he was also a heartache person!

But what to do?

It's all because of the cold moon!

Because of the woman 1

Thinking about it, the eyes of the night wind cotton, which were still feminine just now, suddenly burst out with two cold lights, straight and sharp, and unabashedly forced to look towards the cold moon.

Leng Yue was still sitting on the chair, looking at the excitement with nothing to do with herself, but suddenly she was looked at like this, and a touch of dryness suddenly appeared between her eyebrows.

What's wrong?

For a moment, the gaze is far away, as if caught in a memory; After a while, he was affectionate, full of self-blame and guilt, and now he suddenly killed him ruthlessly, and he hated to kill himself directly with his eyes eighteen million times.

Leng Yue quickly recalled, as if there was no deep hatred between the two of them, except for throwing him out and down a few times before.

What is this for?

Thinking about it, Night Wind Cotton moved his body violently, quickly and quickly, with a full of murderous aura, and attacked towards the cold moon.

Leng Yue just didn't move, sitting quietly in the chair.

After all, in addition to the protection of Turnip, Yuecheng, and the shadow guard, there is also the little demon Ye Jiuchen.

Night Wind Cotton will not be unaware.

At this time, he will know that he has to rush up the dead end?

No! Wrong!

Is it a delusion?

Why did he pass by Ye Mohan just now, and there seemed to be a relieved smile in his eyes?

Cold Moon: "!! ”

In an instant, Leng Yue suddenly understood.

In an instant, Ye Jiuchen suddenly understood.

Because the night wind cotton didn't completely rush over, rushing to Leng Yue's side.

Because at this moment, he had stopped halfway, paused, stopped, and did not move.

And in his chest, there was a sword stabbed from the back, piercing out, and the silver tip of the sword was hung with scarlet blood, dripping down, falling to the ground, and quickly blooming into crimson, flowers.

Time stood still, and everything seemed to have been paused.

Although Leng Yue was still sitting on the chair, but a few steps away, at the moment when she looked at Ye Fengmian, she seemed to understand something from his eyes.

It was the humiliation and unwillingness of a teenager, but also the struggle and stubbornness of a teenager, and the reluctance and cherishment of the only beam of light that shone in such a dirty and muddy life.

In an instant, a touch of sadness suddenly appeared on Leng Yue's always extremely pale face.

I don't know if it's for the night wind cotton, or for the night cold.

And Ye Jiuchen instinctively moved his steps to take a step forward the first time he saw this scene, but in the end, he still controlled himself.

Others may not know.

But how could he not understand?

Yefeng Mian may be hostile to the whole world, but only for Ye Mohan, he still retains some sincerity.

This sincerity is that no matter how much Night Wind Cotton wants anyone in this world to die, but from beginning to end, he doesn't want to really hurt Ye Mohan.

Never.

But now, Ye Mohan's sword stabbed into his chest without hesitation, from back to front, a sword pierced through, leaving no room for it.

Because it was facing away, Ye Feng Mian couldn't see Ye Mohan's expression at all at this moment.

But such a result was deliberately guided by him!

How could Night Wind Cotton not know the meaning of the cold moon for Ye Mo Han?

How could Night Wind Cotton not know that Ye Mohan, who had just been stimulated by betrayal, had completely lost his ability to judge, and could only rely on instinct to drive his actions?

So, he was bent on dying.

Please, die under the sword of Ye Mohan.