At twilight, the sunset is like a huge wing, protecting the entire Yunmengze. The clouds are shining brightly, and the light reflects the cherry blossom trees that bloom in all seasons into the sky, and the sky is full of light pale pink.

  On the cliff next to the royal city, Duanmu Heng stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the sky.

  The breeze swirled, and the pink petals were scattered and scattered on his purple robes, shoulders, and long black hair.

  The cherry blossom tree on the side moved, and a figure appeared upside down. It's none other than the demon girl Mu Zisu he is most tired of. Mu Zisu hung upside down on the tree and looked at him, "Does Master Heng have something on his mind~~~"

  Duanmu Heng glanced at her and snorted coldly, "You don't need to care." ”

  "Could it be that Lord Fei is still thinking about the Ancestor Monarch."

  A faint sadness appeared on Duanmu Heng's handsome face, and then he said sharply: "That rabbit cub with no conscience, I miss what he does." ”

  Mu Zisu jumped down from the tree and said, "I heard from the people in the clan that Duanmu Yu was very good with you when he was young. You also love him the most among these uncles. Even if in the past he often disobeyed you because of disagreements, every time he sent you something expensive to coax you, you would give up. After all, it's because it hurts him. ”

  He snorted, "You know a lot. ”

  Mu Zisu raised his eyebrows and said, "I also know that you plan to leave Yun Mengze and retire." ”

  "The royal family is selfish, why should I still work hard for this unsuccessful family, I don't do this kind of drudgery."

  "But what about Chen'er? He was only seven years old. ”

  "What do you have to do with me. That child has been afraid of me since he was a child, and when he sees me, he only knows how to cry, just like his father, and he has no interest. I don't have any affection for him. ”

  At this time, Duanmuchen ran over quickly, and a large group of waiters chased after him, unable to catch up with a seven-year-old child. "Lord, slow down, don't fall!"

  Duanmuchen ran in front of Duanmuheng.

  Duanmu Heng glanced at him coldly and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

  The little lord was startled by him, his body shrank for a moment, but he mustered up his courage and timidly stretched out his hand, and what he held tightly was a black jade wrench. The black jade is pitch black and has a transparent luster, which is a good object.

  Duanmuchen didn't dare to look at his eyes, and said in a tender voice: "I heard Sister Su Su say...... You...... You're leaving Yunmengze. He suddenly cried, big tears falling down, "This is given to me by my father, let me wear it when I grow up, I will give this to you, can you ...... Don't leave...... Chen'er, I can't bear you...... You don't want to leave Chen'er like your father again, okay? ”

  Duanmu Heng looked at him, and his cold gaze suddenly softened a little.

  He suddenly remembered that a long, long time ago, after his brother, that is, Duanmu Yu's father died, Duanmu Yu was only fifteen years old, and he was strong and did not cry once, but just practiced and studied desperately.

  But one day in the dead of night, Duanmuheng was not worried about him, so he went to his dormitory. Seeing that he was still reciting books, he walked in, sat next to the desk, held a cup of weak tea, and listened to him read.

  He drank his tea and heard Duanmu Yu stop squeaking. He asked, "What's wrong?" ”

  Before the words fell, Duanmu Yu suddenly threw himself into his arms and cried loudly.

  Duanmu Yu raised his head, his immature face was full of tears, and now he looked like a child who had really lost his father.