A cold ray of moonlight shone through the corridor where only two figures walked. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Love * First * Fa" Lan Mo looked indignant. Pushing Yin Mufeng when he walked out of the bedroom door. Gatekeepers waiting on either side of the gatehouse. I wanted to keep up. But I saw that the prince quietly replied with a gesture that he didn't have to stop.

The two walked one after the other through three courtyards covered with bonsai. Then he stepped up the stone steps paved with bluestone slabs. It is located in the corner of the palace to the mist pavilion. This is modeled after the south sky and the north of the river. Hollow buildings on bamboo rows. On the corners of the four eaves are brass bells from the border. A gentle breeze. You can hear the tinkling sound.

Yin Mufeng was slightly calm. He didn't step forward first. Only before going in. A reminder. "You remember. It's what you insist on seeing. ”

"Indeed." Lan Mo replied. At this moment, of course, she would not know what Yin Mufeng's confirmation meant.

Yin Mufeng's eyes were calm. He didn't reply. There seems to be an indescribable look between the eyebrows. Lan Mo didn't have time to think about it. She saw that Yin Mufeng had already walked towards the house with his hands behind his back. She hurriedly bought the threshold. I followed in.

"Lord Wang. How did you get here. Piao Fu also held a cyan porcelain bowl in his hand. It's just that not a drop of the medicinal soup in this bowl has moved.

"I'm here to see him. Is he in the house? Yin Mufeng's words were extremely blunt. Even if it's Lan Mo listening. I also think it's very inappropriate.

"The face is not in the bedroom. He went to the backyard with the pangolin in his arms. Only then did Piao Xu realize that the soup bowl in her hand didn't seem to be for Yin Mufeng to see. It's just that it's too late to hide now.

I saw the Shen Yi man standing with his hands in his hands. The complexion is soothing. He didn't look back at Lan Mo. Instead, he walked into the small courtyard on the other side without any furnishings. Lan Mo only glanced at Piaofu. It's too late to say hello. I can't wait to see what this little white face raised by Yin Mufeng looks like.

It's just that. Lan Mo has never had a turbulent mood. But in the backyard. At the time of the silhouette of that face. His face froze suddenly.

...... "My father has allowed me to get married. Retreat to the cang. All you have to do is nod your head. I'll have a way to get you away. There was no trace of frivolity in Dongfang Er's expression. Even more so is full of responsibility and determination. "Ya * Wen * Yan * Qing * Shou * Fa" He gently removed the flower shovel in Lan Mo's hand. Extremely serious. "The second brother went to the border. I know you're leaving silently with me at this moment. It is necessary to do a great ideological struggle. But. As long as you agree. I will lend all the garrisons of Cang'er to the second brother for use. Last. You know that......"......

Dongfang Er's hair is scattered. Eyes glazed. The slightly withered arm holds a sleepy pangolin. Because it is thin and not human-shaped. The eyeballs in his pupils protruded violently. He was wearing a white-washed robe. Lan Mo can see it. This was after Dongfang Er's Gu poison was taken at that time. Clothes that have been worn.

"Floot. When it's cold, add a coat to his outside. I was unprepared. Yin Mufeng saw this. I couldn't help but give a lecture to the fluttering flocculation waiting outside the door. When he passed by Lan Mo. I didn't find Lan Mo because of the shock. The palms of the hands are slightly clenched. and a look of trembling that endures forcefully.

Piaoxi hurriedly found an inky cloak from the room. Quietly leaned behind Dongfang Er. Very careful. Barely daring to breathe, he draped the cloak over his shoulders.

"Don't. Go away. "Dongfang Er is very sensitive. He seemed frightened. I saw that the inky cloak was thrown to the ground again by him. And at this time, Lan Mo, who was standing from a distance and watching, could no longer stand there stupidly. She endured so hard. The tears in the eye sockets continued to flow backwards. She couldn't show it. Absolutely not.

Lan Mo approached Dongfang Er, who was like a child, step by step. She had gently picked up her inky cloak. Squatting in front of Dongfang Er. She looked at Dongfang Ermune's pupils very gently. Her voice was low. She reassured. "It's clothes. It won't get cold when you put it on. Let's put it on. ”

"Don't. Go away. Lan Mo thought that maybe Dongfang Er would remember him. But. When he stubbornly pushed Lan Mo to the ground. Lan Mo's heart ached as if it were torn. The person she least wants to hurt. Why is it like this?

Gigolo. Amnesia. Dementia.

The ink-colored cloak that Lan Mo was holding in her hand was instantly torn apart by her little by little. Hot tears fell from the corners of his eyes and fell on the back of his hand. The wind is light. Dry.

Yin Mufeng silently watched and squatted on the ground. It looks very hesitant back. Originally brought her before. He was still doubting the accuracy of the news from the Later Tang Dynasty. But now I see Lan Mo losing his soul. It seems that his idea has been confirmed.

Oriental Erh. It's the weakness of Blue Moon.

"Yin Mufeng. I want to talk to you. "Lan Mo was pale. Her palms were cold. But the faint tear stains imprinted on it. But it shows a mottled shadow.

"You're tired tonight, too. How will tomorrow be? "The moonlight is sultry. The time has passed. The two looked at each other silently. His words were as warm as they were when they first met. It's just that this sentence really makes people lose any defense. Thereupon. Lan Mo looked at him in confusion at the moment. Her pitch was unbelievably up. "Why. Why do you want to do this to him. What exactly did he do wrong. ”

"Blue Dust. You mean him. Oriental Erh. The Seven Princes of the Later Tang Dynasty. Yin Mufeng didn't shy away from Lan Mo's question. He knew the answer if he didn't tell her. She's probably not going to stop tonight.

"You know it all." Lan Mo suddenly pushed the man in front of him hard. Until the two were ten paces away. She continued, incredulous. "You know it all. You should understand my relationship with him. You should know who I really am. You do. What the hell is it for. “

"There's nothing wrong with him being a post-Tang person. But he also fell into the Gu of the tenth month of the moon. This. You should understand. Yin Mufeng explained. Although he is very deep. But I don't know how. Lan Mo's dried tears just now. It seemed to be burning, and his heart hurt very much. He wanted to use her shamelessly. But why did the words come to her mouth but tell her the truth. "I am the son of Concubine Cang. Do you know Concubine Cang? ”

This night. Converted by just one person. Lan Mo silently read a person's name in his heart. Oriental Erh. I owe you. How to repay.

Half a month later. A strange thing happened in Ziwu City. The six princes of the Yin family, who had never been involved in the horse business. Unexpectedly, hundreds of Beihu horses were purchased. Among them were twenty stallions. It is used to breed small blood horses.

The horse business has always been a lucrative business. Yin Mufeng is the chief figure of the royal family. He should have been at his usual monthly meeting. Explain the reason for the purchase of the horses. It's just that he hasn't started to say it yet. One was dressed in a brocade blue riding suit. Wielding a horsewhip in his hand. A mediocre-looking man. Take a step. When you walk into this hall full of old antiques. Yin Mufeng actually cast a somewhat appreciative gaze.

"Marseille today. You can play well. Yin Mufeng gestured slightly to the bookkeeper who was planning to make a plan. And he saw that he had arisen up. Walk through the gentlemen who stood in the way. Just walked in the direction of Lan Mo.

Lan Mo's disguise technique has not been used for a long time. Recently, in order to avoid people's eyes. I used it more diligently. She smiled slightly. Said out loud very easily. "Yes. Today's contestants from Tongwu and Qingyang. It looks like it's all very good. I will definitely live up to the high expectations of the prince. After Lan Mo finished speaking, he didn't forget to give a salute to the old guy who was beating his heart.

This is the latest contract reached between Yin Mufeng and Lan Mo. She helped Yin Mufeng pick up a lucrative business. As equivalent remuneration. Yin Mufeng must help her take good care of Dongfang Er. Until her pendant was carved by a special person. At last. Wait for the dust to settle. She was going to leave here with Dongfang Er. As for how he wants to explain to his demon concubine mother. That's his own business.

This was the promise made that night. Lan Mo was holding a whip at this time. She chose a priceless blood horse. It's just that no matter how valuable a horse is, it's not as good. The horse she had passed by for the first time in the Flowing Wind Back to the Snow Garden. What's it called? That's right. It's called Wild Ash.

"The things used by the King of Huadian on the banks of the Dongyu River. The amazing work of the best jade carver. Lan Mo led the horse in the noisy street. Feel free to walk. I heard the street vendors enthusiastically hawking. She led the horse and walked over.

I saw that jade pendants were sold here. The Four Treasures of the Study. There are even flutes. Lan Mo was obviously attracted by the jade flute on the stall. Ever since I met Dongfang Er. He was never seen playing an instrument. Maybe buy him a flute. It was also useful for him to regain his memory.

"I want this flute." A hand appeared from her side. It was this flute that was being held. Lan Mo couldn't help but turn his face to look. Her gaze suddenly stopped in the next second. "This ......" was not finished. Apparently frightened by the arrival.

Long Yanluo was still wearing a light blue robe. He never leaves the paper fan. A fan pendant that should have hung from it. There was nothing. That's for a fan. The commission is incomplete. I saw the girl standing beside Long Yanluo. It was Zhu Shanshan. She also found that Lan Mo was staring at Long Yanluo several times. Long Yanluo, who was looking straight at him, was a little uncomfortable. After paying the money, I was going to leave.

"Wait." The blue demon chased after him. She had pulled out twice as much silver. Stuffed into Zhu Shanshan's hands. Her hands are extremely fast. Don't wait for Long Yanluo to react. I've got that flute in my pocket. She said with a grin. "I'm really sorry. This flute is very important to me. and twice as much silver has been given to you. Goodbye. ”

Lan Mo finished speaking. Turn around and go. She vaguely heard Long Yanluo shouting behind her to stop. But she didn't stop. Roll over and get on the horse quickly. He ran in the direction of King Rong's mansion.