The sun is shining in the sky, and the cold wind is blowing.

Leng Yue's expressionless horse galloped wildly, and Ye Jiuchen chased after him.

As a girl, you can't lose.

But the little demon was hit too hard today, so Leng Yue thought about it and didn't mind letting him win it once.

The premise is that he really has the ability.

Thinking about it, Leng Yue's movement of waving the horsewhip was even harder.

Ye Jiuchen followed closely behind Leng Yue, watching her riding on a horse, her light and jumping posture, and the gloom in her eyes gradually began to dissipate.

Do you want to know Ye Jiuchen's true identity?

From the moment he heard this, he barely said anything more.

He didn't show too much emotion, but he understood that Leng Yue understood him and knew him.

He just couldn't figure out why Leng Yue killed Yelan.

Doesn't she want to know who she really is?

The two of them were still riding their horses and whipping.

The waterhole is getting closer and closer, and faintly, the cold moon has seen the shadow of the waterhole.

The horses seemed to be inspired, and ran desperately.

Behind him, Ye Jiuchen also seemed to start exerting strength, and gradually kept a distance from Leng Yue, becoming closer and closer.

Until the end, the two went hand in hand.

"Phew—"

With a low groan, both of them pulled the reins at the same time and stopped the horse.

The deep, tranquil waterhole, as it had been when they first saw it, was as unwavering.

It's like a person with a cold moon.

Leng Yue turned her head to look at Ye Jiuchen, who was still sitting on the horse, turned over and dismounted first, and sat down on the edge of the pool.

Seeing this, Ye Jiuchen immediately dismounted, followed Leng Yue's example, and sat beside her.

For a moment, Ye Jiuchen suddenly had an illusion.

The years are quiet, isn't it, that's it?

There are no more insects and birds in the woods, and the leaves are no longer swaying with the breeze, and this peace is so precious.

If he hadn't experienced it himself, Ye Jiuchen would almost have wondered if everything that had happened in the Heart Cultivation Hall a few hours ago was real.

He and she sat quietly, no one talking, and no one willing to break the silence.

In Ye Jiuchen's mind, there seemed to be a picture.

When she first met, she was drugged by Ye Mohan's cold and ran here in a daze, but she still had such a cold and cold gaze.

Maybe it was from that time that the fate between himself and her was tied together.

Thinking of this, Ye Jiuchen couldn't help but smile in a low voice.

Sensing Ye Jiuchen's laughter, Leng Yue couldn't help but look sideways slightly.

"Laughing at what?"

Ye Jiuchen restrained his smile when he heard this, and shook his head.

"Nothing, didn't you say, tell me a secret?"

Leng Yue had a serious face: "Did you win?" ”

Ye Jiuchen: "......"

Not really, the two of them just arrived at the same time.

Condensed slightly, Ye Jiuchen hesitated for a moment, and finally asked the question hidden in his heart.

"Why are you ......?"

"There is no why!"

Without waiting for Ye Jiuchen to finish asking a word, Leng Yue had already made a rush to answer.

With a pair of calm and condensed eyes like a cold pool in front of her, she looked straight at Ye Jiuchen.

One word at a time, the tone was cool: "You are my person, no one in this world can make you unhappy except me." ”

Leng Yue spoke lightly, just like her in the past.

But she didn't know that it was her seemingly casual tone that made Ye Jiuchen's whole heart tremble fiercely.

That's what he used to say.

He never imagined that one day, there would be a woman in front of him, so categorical and unhesitating.

The Adam's apple is surging slightly.

"Don't you want to know who I am?"

Leng Yue blinked her eyes twice, and suddenly stretched out her hand and hugged Ye Jiuchen in her arms.

Ye Jiuchen was unprepared, and was stunned by Leng Yue's sudden movements, and his body stiffened.

It's understandable for a man to hug a woman.

But a woman hugging a man?

And they are in the current position, their faces are pressed against her chest......

Ye Jiuchen wanted to break free, but at this moment, Leng Yue, with a cool voice like this autumn day, exploded overhead.

"To me, you're you, my man."

Nothing else, it doesn't matter.

For me!

You are who you are!

It's my man!

Three sentences, thirteen words, it is simple to say, and it sounds gentle and fluttering, but when they are combined, in Ye Jiuchen's ears, it is like a boulder weighing a thousand catties, smashing into the bottom of his heart.

Every word carries a shocking power, which makes people impossible to ignore and makes people breathe to stagnation.

Just because he doesn't show it doesn't mean he doesn't care.

Just because he doesn't say it doesn't mean he doesn't want to know.

There has never been any empathy in this world, just like the picture of Concubine Xian dying in front of him has become his nightmare for many years, and no one will understand.

Say you don't want to know who he really is?

Fake, deceitful!

Ye Jiuchen wants to know more than anyone else in this world.

But Leng Yue killed maybe the only person who knew about it, and he could only tell himself to endure it.

But he never thought that his struggle, his entanglement, his pain, and his confusion would be quietly resolved by Leng Yue's words right now, at this moment.

It doesn't matter who he is, who his parents are.

Cold Moon was telling herself in this way.

She just loves herself as a person.

For a moment, Ye Jiuchen only felt a little sour in his heart, but he was as happy as a cup overflowing with water.

He slowly raised his arms and hugged Leng Yue tightly with his backhand.

"Thank you."

Thank you for coming down from the sky and falling into my life, shining a light in the darkness of my life.

Thank you for holding me tightly when I was confused and helpless.

Thank you even more for your willingness to stay with me.

Leng Yue took a deep breath.

"Between you and me, we never need to thank you."

Under the sun, by the water's edge, the surrounding scenery has withered and bleak, but it is illuminated by this pair of figures hugging each other.

Some people are peaceful, and some people must be anxious.

In the imperial palace, hundreds of civil and military officials wore white filial piety clothes, and they all stood outside the palace of nourishing hearts.

The emperor died suddenly, without warning, and the new emperor ascended the throne?

Either way, it's enough to make people think about it.

But the Nine Emperors were nowhere to be found, the Seventh Prince was far away at the border, the crown prince was deposed and locked up, and only the four princes were left in the cold night.

Yelan's death seems to be too coincidental.

In the Palace of Nourishing the Heart, Ye Mohan sat behind the table, also wearing a white filial piety dress, with an angular face, neither joy nor sadness.

Shuo Feng and Liu Qing stood in front of them, and their eyes looked at each other for a moment.

Liu Qing finally couldn't help it and took a step forward.

"Master, this time is really not good for us. Miss Leng is doing this, which is tantamount to pushing you into everyone's sight. ”

"Oh?"

When Ye Mohan heard this, the expression on his face did not change at all, just a low voice overflowed from his throat, and then he looked at Shuo Feng.

"Do you think so?"

Shuo Feng paused: "Master, Miss Leng and the Nine Emperor Princes gave up competing for the position of emperor, and accordingly, it is indeed reasonable to leave us some problems."

It's just that the subordinates are worried, whether it is the ministers outside or the Emperor Jiang family, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to appease.

Although the crown prince was deposed, the emperor had never expressed the slightest affection for the master, and the edict ......"

"I didn't think about it that much."

Shuo Feng was still analyzing it in an orderly manner, but Ye Mohan didn't seem to pay attention to it at all, and without waiting for Shuo Feng to finish his analysis, he said in a calm voice.

Shuo Feng and Liu Qing were stunned.

They didn't seem to understand the meaning of Ye Mohan's words.

Ye Mo stood up slowly and walked to the table.

This period of time was the most fulfilling period of his entire life.

Anger, curiosity, surprise, despair, pain, loss and regain...... He knows that he is born with these emotions.

But he never imagined that these emotions would one day happen to him.

It was Leng Yue who made him understand that people really have seven emotions and six desires, and they really have feelings other than hatred and desire.

It was the cold moon that made him feel like a living person.

From the moment he saw her alive in front of Dali Temple, Ye Mohan told himself.

As long as she is alive in this life, she can be well.

So do whatever you do, don't hesitate.

Even, he didn't even want to ask why Leng Yue killed Ye Lan.

So, how about she give herself a crown? What about throwing yourself a mess?

"I just wish she could be carefree for the rest of her life."

Ye Mo said a sentence calmly, and then his expression turned cold, his back was slender and straight, like a towering mountain, and his whole body exuded a powerful momentum.

Ye Mohan exhaled secretly, walked back to the table, and sat down.

"Let them in."

Cold Moon, you just go wherever you want to go and do whatever you want to do.

Here, there is me.

Shuo Feng and Liu Qing looked at Ye Mohan fixedly, and at that moment just now, they seemed to see something in Ye Mohan's eyes that they had never seen before.

For a moment, the two bowed their heads and spoke in unison.

"Yes!"

The door of the Heart Cultivation Hall was slowly opened, and the dazzling sunlight suddenly cast in.

On the other side, in the Fengqi Palace.

Although Jiang had completely calmed down, the stalemate and uneasiness in her heart were still like vines, entangled her to death.

It's been several hours since it happened, and she's stuck here, unable to get out, let alone contact.

Even, I can't even inquire about the news.

What the hell is Ye Mohan going to do?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Jiang became, and finally he couldn't hold back the emotions in his heart, and threw the things that could be smashed at hand to the ground.

"Squeak-"

With a dull sound, the door of Fengqi Palace was slowly opened.

Jiang Shi turned his eyes intently, and saw a moon-white figure, which slowly came into view.

Dyeing away?

It turned out to be her?