Yuan Jing's soft eyes flowed all the way to the fluttering curtain, and the sorrow in her heart was destined to go crazy for a long time.

Then at this moment, Mo Li, who was almost sluggish on the couch, suddenly opened his mouth, but it was very sudden, a small trembling detour, Mo left his mouth and called out: "Father......"

This tone is soft and flirtatious, and it has a graceful and trance-like charm like tulle, which makes Yuan Jingfu come back to her senses, and a soft heart sways in this relative's sorrow...... She said in her heart, Mo Li is the Tang lady of the Mo family, and the Mo family is a new big family that has sprung up like mushrooms over the years, but it shouldn't have a direct relationship with the royal family, so where does Mo Li have a "father",

"Sister Yunfei...... Sister Yunfei," Yuan Jing thought she had misheard, she raised her hand and gently shook Mo Li's arm, trying to hear her repeat again, but found that Mo Li was already drowsy and didn't seem to know anything.

In this way, Yuan Jing was finally relieved, and her heart was like this, Mo Li was sleeping deeply, so she was confused, but when she turned her body to the side, intending to leave quietly and no longer disturb Concubine Yun, she was quietly dragged back by Mo Li's clear call,

"Father, you really ...... Don't you recognize me," just like the breeze tickling the willow tops, ethereal and mixed with unpredictable mystery,

In addition to the disobedience in my ears, I don't know what else can be touched, but Yuan Jing was first stunned, and then suddenly felt a migraine along the forehead, temples, and then between the eyebrows climbed all the way up, just like a small snake and nymph to bite and gnaw on the hair and skin of the body.

Unconsciously, Yuan Jing subconsciously raised her delicate jade fingers to touch this place that affected the pain, and she couldn't help but tilt her head to the place where the loose curtain was on the edge of the bed.

The skylight is swam by a few petals. Moving the floating clouds in the sky, it made a little trance, and the half-dream floating life that was not real seemed even more unreal and unrealistic at this moment.

Yuan Jing leaned on the edge of the bed to rest and calm down, and the sudden headache gradually became dull, and she turned her eyes to look at Mo Li, who seemed to be asleep and waking up.

"In the last life...... I am the son of my father's palace, the eldest son of my father......" She sensed Yuan Jing's gaze flowing on her face, her eyes slowly opened, and this gaze was the same as her mind, "At that time, my father abandoned me and my brother, and ...... There are also people who are like a house, just follow the housekeeper uncle, and go to cultivate your way and find your way to escape from the world......" Mo Li At this time, this mind was actually a large array of empty Xu Bai, and she didn't know what she was talking about at all, and she didn't even feel that she was a thoughtful person.

Maybe when you wake up from a deep sleep and don't wake up neatly, maybe when you are sick and bedridden in the dark and miserable, you will suddenly spit out some endless babbling in this unconscious, and it seems to be a delirium, after all, you are muttering for most of the time and don't know what you are talking about, and the horizontal and vertical are just a series of nonsense that spit out after being burned and dizzy.

Yuan Jing was afraid that Mo Li would be so confused that it would bring unnecessary anxiety, so she hurriedly leaned closer and raised her hand to gently touch Mo Li's forehead, wanting to wake her up from this nightmare-like atmosphere, but soon, Yuan Jing also followed a deep and uncontrollable trance......

"Yun Li......" fluttered around, and her throat slowly spat out, like clouds and fog covering her confusion and flirting, Yuan Jing was stunned, but soon her heart trembled again, and the trance sense brought this wisp of clear consciousness to the real trace,

Mo Li, who was on the couch, heard this soft voice that came from the back, and he was startled, and his misty eyes suddenly opened very large: "Why are you ...... How do you know my name in that life," the tone was still low and soft, but the solemnity and slight surprise could still be clearly felt,

If there is a third person here at this moment, besides the two of them, it is really impossible to know if they will be frightened by this conversation and shed tears, but fortunately, everyone in the palace has been withdrawn, so this conversation that sounds harsh because of disobedience has become irrelevant.

Yuan Jing's consciousness seemed to be scattered at this moment, and the reflection was almost traceless, and she stared at Mo Li, who was in a drowsiness on the couch, and spat out a faint word: "Because I am a special ......."

People will always say a lot of nonsense that should not be true under unconscious circumstances, but at this moment, it is rare for these two people to talk nonsense unconsciously and in the same way.

This fluttering response, the disturbing Mo Centrifugal jumped densely, even if she fell into the shackles of divine consciousness and the prison of consciousness, the flesh and blood body was filled with a dense excitement, she could still perceive it very clearly,

The tacit understanding of words, in the mouth of the two people's hearts, the ground was clearly understood, and the silent moving turned into a wordless touch, grateful for this day, this place, this life chart. Moving to the common things of this world, people who were so intimate and familiar with it before, after going around and around in a few lifetimes across mountains and rivers, will still meet again in this life and this life, which is fate, and it has to be said that it is a kind of beauty and magnificence of creation.

"All laws are empty, cause and effect are not empty," Mo Li smiled lightly, this smile is not a bitter smile or self-deprecation, in the eyes is a kind of detachment and self-awakening from the world and things, "The reason why I became the concubine of Emperor Chu in this life is also because of the cause of the past life that concluded the fruit of this future life,"

Now, who Emperor Chu is, Yuan Jing has vaguely understood, and when she heard Mo Li Xu Ran say this, she understood it even more......

Yuan Jing had no words,

Mo Li sighed for a long time, and then there was a little self-care for Manman: "As early as when Yunli was leaving, in fact, between me and Boyi...... There is some ambiguity that is inexplicably close to the child," she closed and opened, "but at that time he already had you in his heart, even if you were one step ahead of us and proudly walked away...... It is impossible for us to be separated from you again, and there is a closer intimacy, so because of this thought, the fate of the future life will also have a continuation, and after the next life, I have changed my appearance and identity, and at the same time I meet you again, and I also breed an irreversible fate between my relatives with him,"

Yuan Jing's heartstrings followed Mo Li's narration that stopped and stopped, and also followed up and down, sometimes fluttering, sometimes paused, but the horizontal and vertical listened directly without a heart.

"And the fate of the imperial concubine in this life is...... "Mo Li gasped slowly, feeling a little physically exhausted," because after my father left in the previous life, the imperial grandfather made proper arrangements for me and my younger brother, and because he was afraid of remembering my father after seeing us...... He was so sad that he never saw us again, and he took the practice away," she paused, "until years later...... Specifically, I don't remember much about the first few years, once I went out for a stroll and walked with the emperor's grandfather, who was also taking a walk...... Met on the road at a wine shop,"

"It was...... I also went to practice," Yuan Jing murmured,

Mo Li unconsciously had tears pouring out of his eyes, and under the swaying of the faint light, a trace of clear stains gradually appeared: "At that time, I didn't know my grandfather, and I didn't know that it was the old man in the previous life...... So when his temperament got up, he didn't have a big or small tongue, and called the imperial grandfather 'uncle', "It's also funny here, even if he is confused, he still smiled and inadvertently floated on his lips, "The imperial grandfather's interest was also adjusted by me, and asked me, does he really look like an uncle?"

On the side, Yuan Jing's eyebrows were frowning, and she was also smiling, very bitter, and a vague sourness fell into her heart.

"I am quite a clever character, seeing him ask, I was busy and joked, and kept saying, 'A moment of gaffe, a moment of gaffe, a moment of gaffe, you look like such a graceful Yushu Linfeng Fu Fan He Lang, naturally you can't look like an uncle,' at that time...... The emperor's grandfather joked with me, saying that you are not bad, if you are a woman, I am pitiful, and I can't wait to go home and marry you, I am very interested, so I said that it is a pity that the little master is a seven-foot man, it seems that there is no chance in this life, if you are a female fetus in the next life, and then wait for you to come to me, marry you, the uncle of the graceful Yushu Linfeng Fu Fan He Lang, oh not a son,"

At that time, the scene reappeared, Yuan Jing followed Mo Li's description, and gradually came up with an old painting of thick ink that was yellowed at first, and then gradually became vivid and bright......

"Who knows that in this life, I really came with this daughter again...... and the old man who has been entangled for several lifetimes, here continues the antecedent of the troubles,"

The world is empty, and the image in this void is composed of one thought after another spreading and converging, and it is not sure which thought arises unintentionally, and it becomes the place of future generations when it is imperceptible.

But then again, if it weren't for the cause, if it weren't for the fabrication of many ordinary karmas, how could such a concerned "thought" arise for no reason, and in the final analysis, everything is not always predetermined.

Yuan Jing's lost consciousness pulled back again, and for a while her mind was filled with thousands of threads and couldn't sort it out, and it suddenly turned into a big thorn and a blank blank ......