In the deep night, the dim candle flame illuminated the shadows of the three people, Mo Li looked at the man in front of him who was pretending to be calm, and a trace of incomprehension flashed in his indifferent eyes, can such a person really be qualified to be the monarch of Lianguo?

The night before the qin family was destroyed, Qin Xiang, the head of the qin family, called Mo Li to the secret room alone, and it was not until dawn that he saw Mo Li come out of the secret room. Mo Li will always remember the solemn face of Qin Xiang, mysterious and sacred under the deep light and shadow of the night pearl.

He took Qin Shu to leave the Qin family, not only to protect Qin Shu's safety, but he also had an important task, which was the person in front of him. He wants to complete the mission of the pianist from generation to generation, assisting the monarch of Lianguo, and the man in front of him is the only orthodox bloodline of Lianguo.

In the silence, Mo Li raised his wrist, and a few star-like ink marks were dotted on his wrist, and if he looked closely, it was somewhat similar to the stars in the sky, like a creeping lion.

Seeing the mark on Mo Li's wrist, Uncle Chen exclaimed in surprise, his pupils dilated, his finger pointed at Mo Li, his mouth opened wide, but he couldn't spit out a word for a long time.

"Uncle Chen, what's wrong with you?" Lian Jue looked back at Uncle Chen, who was out of shape, what was the identity of this person, which made Uncle Chen so excited, and what was the mark on his wrist? Lian Jue's brows furrowed, and the vigilance in his eyes became even stronger.

Lian Jue stepped forward and grabbed Uncle Chen's hand pointing at Mo Li, and saw the person in front of him clearly, and Uncle Chen was much calmer. He asked Lian Jue to withdraw his hand in sincere fear, and leaned down towards Mo Li: "Your Excellency is the qin guard of the qin family, why are you here?"

Lian Jue, who will sit back in his seat, frowned again, Qin Wei? The Jean family? He looked at Mo Li carefully, it was really the style of a pianist to like to pretend to be mysterious.

As soon as the words came out, Uncle Chen regretted it, Lianguo was destroyed, and no one in the Qin family survived, his question was too stupid! Uncle Chen lowered his head in annoyance and reflected on himself.

Mo Li just glanced at Uncle Chen lightly and stopped caring about it, but paid attention to Lian Jue, he put an envelope in front of Lian Jue's eyes, and said coldly: "This is a letter from Lian Jun to His Highness, and there is something His Highness wants to know."

The envelope was made of quicksand paper coated with gold dye, and at first glance it looked like a royal item. Lian Jue immediately took the envelope in his hand, and was about to open it but was stopped by Mo Li, "Please look at it when Your Highness is here." ”

Lian Jue glanced at Uncle Chen, made eye contact, and then put the envelope into his sleeve, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Restoration." Indifference lifted his eyes, and his cold gaze shot at Lian Jue, freezing him a little.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to fulfill Your Excellency's wish in the future," Lian Jue no longer looked at Mo Li, looked at the sword glowing with silver brilliance on the table, and said: "Money, troops, and people, there is nothing left in the future, and the restoration of the country is simply nonsense, Your Excellency should not waste your efforts in vain."

Lian Jue's words, Mo Li didn't care for a while, he just said lightly: "Three months ago, someone came to find His Highness."

Lian Jue's heart was shocked, and he instantly returned to his uncaring appearance, and waved his hand casually: "It's just some people who don't know what to say, and what they say is all ridiculous......

Lian Jue wanted to continue, but his cold gaze kept staring at him, like a sword hanging on the top, and his voice gradually faded. Uncle Chen stood behind and shook his head regretfully, His Royal Highness still did not have the kingly spirit of the lord of a country.

Seeing Lian Jue stop, Mo Li slowly spoke, "Whether it is absurd nonsense or not, Your Highness should know very well." He turned his eyes to look at Lian Jue's reaction, and continued: "The hope of Lian Guo is only in the hands of His Highness."

"I have never been the hope of Lianguo." Lian Jue suddenly quieted down, he lowered his head, his voice was much lower, gloomy and gloomy, like the night wind blowing outside the window.

A trace of distress flashed in Uncle Chen's eyes, in the past 20 years, Lian Jue seemed to be living freely, but he knew that Lian Jue had always had a knot in his heart, and coupled with the bullying he had suffered when he was a child, Lian Jue had always been sensitive.

Mo Li didn't say anything, just knocked lightly on the table a few times, and the door opened from the outside, and Xiao Liu'er straightened up and stood by the door obediently.

"Your Highness has read the letter, if you need to come back to find it." Mo Li got up and slowly walked to the door, with the meaning of sending off guests.

After a long time, Lian Jue seemed to hear Mo Li's voice, and got up in a trance, and behind him, Uncle Chen picked up the sword that Lian Jue put on the table and followed.

When Lian Jue passed in front of Mo Li, he raised his head, the two looked at each other, and after a while, Lian Jue hurriedly put away his gaze, and after saying goodbye to Mo Li, he followed Xiao Liu'er out of the mansion again.

After sending the two away, when Xiao Liu'er returned to the courtyard, the candles had all been extinguished, and by the cold moonlight, he saw the man standing on the roof.

The bright silver glow fell on his body, the mask on his face had faded, and the scar on his face was faintly glowing, adding a bit of majesty to his handsome face, he should not like to wear a mask.

Mo Li sat on the eaves, and Xiao Liu'er didn't dare to come forward to disturb, so he only put the lantern in his hand in front of the house, and then retreated silently.

After Xiao Liu'er left, his indifferent eyes looked at the place where he had stood, and beckoned him to collect the lantern in his hand. The faint candlelight shone carefully under the protection of the bamboo basket, but it seemed so insignificant under the bright moon, but it was still silently lit.

Mo Li sat on the roof for a long time, the cool breeze blew on his body, raising his hair, and the green silk was hidden in the night, like his ink, hidden in the dark, invisible.

Under the cover of night, three figures of different colors shuttled through the forest, and suddenly disappeared. Qin Shu returned to Lishan under the double protection of Yin Yue and Bai Yixing.

Stepping on the hard white jade steps, Yin Yueren and Bai Yixing glanced at each other, and Yin Yueren said softly: "Xiaoshu, let's say goodbye here, I will come to look for you again at the same time tomorrow."

Qin Shu was about to respond, and saw that she and Bai Yixing had turned into a streamer and disappeared under the night starry river.

In the next second, a dark object suddenly floated in the air, as this thing approached, Qin Shu saw its shape clearly, and reached out and firmly connected it to his arm, it was a red shawl, which should be Wei Feiyan's thing.

Qin Shu was thinking about it, when she saw a dark red figure faintly appear in the deep night, slowly approaching her. Qin Shu, who felt the fluctuations in the air, raised her head and saw Wei Feiyan's hazy handsome face under the moonlight.

The clear moonlight outlined his three-dimensional facial features more deeply, a pair of half-hanging eyes, the corners of the eyes were slightly raised, the thin lips were lightly pursed, and the clothes were fluttering, as if the gods had descended in a trance.

He fell a foot in front of Qin Shu, and his eyes were still indifferent to Qin Shu's slightly puzzled eyes, and his gaze stopped on the shawl in Qin Shu's hand, and said seriously: "The wind this night is very noisy, and it actually blows down the shawl of the master."

As he spoke, he waved his hand again and said casually: "Since it is already in your hands, you can use it first, and when I need it, I will look for you again."

Looking at Wei Feiyan's self-talking, Qin Shu's eyes bent slightly in a beautiful arc, and her bright eyes in the moonlight were particularly moving. She lowered her head, glanced at Wei Feiyan's shawl, and moved lightly to get closer to Wei Feiyan.

Seeing this, Wei Feiyan stepped back imperceptibly, and instantly stood straight in place again, watching Qin Shu's approach and no other movements.

"It's late at night, so the owner of the Wei Mansion should rest early." In a few breaths, Qin Shu was already standing on the same step as Wei Feiyan, she waved the shawl in her hand gently, and the hem of her clothes drew a beautiful arc in the air.

Wei Feiyan also waved his hand, the shawl turned around, and landed firmly on Qin Shu's shoulder, Qin Shu only felt a weight on her shoulder, the cold of the autumn night was driven away, and the warm feeling hit her whole body.

Before Qin Shu could say anything, Wei Feiyan had already walked quickly in front, "Let's go, go back to the hall and rest." ”

Qin Shu looked at the figure in front of her who was about to disappear in her eyes, the corners of her mouth hooked up a helpless smile, shook her head, grabbed the shawl on her shoulders, and walked up the stone steps.

Feeling that the person behind him was following, Wei Feiyan put down a smug smile on the corner of his mouth, and instantly put it down again, and continued to move forward with an indifferent face, but the steps under his feet, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, were always in Qin Shu's sight.

Following Wei Feiyan's footsteps, Qin Shu found that he was actually walking towards the side hall, did he have something to ask? Qin Shu thought of the desert she met today, it should be this matter.

Wei Feiyan had completely handed over the key to the side hall to Qin Shu, and he stood quietly in front of the door, waiting for Qin Shu to come and open the door.

This is the first time Wei Feiyan has come to Qinshu's side hall, and the furnishings inside are just like her people, simple and generous, but there are more beautiful colors inside, and Qinshu has raised some green plants, green plants that will bloom.

In the air, there is a faint fresh fragrance of flowers and plants, intertwined, which complement each other without a trace of strange taste.

Wei Feiyan sat down in front of the window very familiarly, and the silver glow of the moonlight was just sprinkled on his body, lining his delicate face like a dream. Qin Shu hung the shawl on the shelf beside her, walked to the table in front of Wei Feiyan, and sat down.

Seeing Qin Shu's natural movements, Wei Fei raised his lips silently and said, "Who is Moli?" What was his purpose in entering the Qin Tower? ”

Qin Shu didn't expect Wei Feiyan to be so direct, she raised her head in some astonishment, the veil that had not yet been taken off waved in the air, and the astonishment in her eyes had just dissipated, and she felt a silver light flash in front of her. Immediately after, the veil on Qin Shu's face slipped off her face, circled in the air, and finally landed on the ground.

"Talk to me, don't cover your face." Wei Feiyan said lightly, his face was as usual.

Qin Shu didn't care, she actually didn't like to cover her face, but before she didn't have absolute strength, beauty could only be a burden.

Her eyes were as clear as a lake, staring at Wei Feiyan opposite, her eyes were fluttering, her lips opened lightly, and she said, "He is very important to me." With him, many of the problems that may have puzzled her will be solved.

Hearing Qin Shu's words, Wei Feiyan's eyes froze, and there was a faint strange color flowing under his eyes, and he groaned for a while before he spoke, his deep voice was like the sound of a piano, and his tone was firm, "He has something to do with the pianist." ”

"Yes."

Hearing Qin Shu's answer, for some reason, Wei Feiyan breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he looked at the woman with a calm expression on the other side, and said, "Qincheng is very lively."

Qin Shuliu's eyebrows twitched slightly, but when she thought of something, she immediately replied: "It's very lively, but there are too many people."