"As soon as you go to the high city, you will be sad, and the willows will be like Tingzhou. The clouds of the river are rising and the sun is sinking, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is full of buildings. A middle-aged man held a bamboo slip and read it carefully, and then bowed his head slightly: "Well, good poetry, good artistic conception." ”

"If it's okay, I'm leaving!" Opposite the middle-aged man, a slightly dim realm slowly came out.

"After so many years, Xuan'er's temperament hasn't changed at all." The middle-aged man slowly put down the bamboo slip, and said with an unchanged expression: "I came to you today to ask you to do me a favor." ”

"I don't have anything to help you, let's go." The words fell, and the man was about to leave.

Seeing the man walking away, the expression on the middle-aged man's face did not appear flustered, but continued: "To be precise, I want your Momen to do me a favor." ”

The voice came, and the man who had just taken a few steps suddenly stood still, and a touch of gloom swept away in an instant, occupying all the territory in an instant.

……

A few breaths later.

"How?" Seeing Mu Xuan standing in place, neither speaking nor leaving, Mu Zhengyun chuckled and said, "Did I say something wrong?" ”

"So what? I never wanted to hide it from you! ”

When the words fell, Mu Xuan did not walk away, but found a position a little farther away to sit down.

"You really don't have to hide it from me, at the foot of my imperial city, under my nose, thousands of secret guards have secretly gathered under my nose, do you know what this crime is?"

It's just that, although it was a questioning word, the expression on Mu Zhengyun's face was extremely relaxed, as if he was describing an extremely ordinary thing lightly, and when he tasted it carefully, there was a slight hint of banter in his words.

"Do you want to rebel?"

Mu Xuan was noncommittal and did not directly answer Mu Zhengyun's question.

"I don't have any interest in that position of yours!"

"I know." Mu Zhengyun suddenly said with some vicissitudes, "But, if you are interested one day, just say it, this position will be handed over to you sooner or later." ”

At this moment, Mu Xuan thought of a lot.

He seems to have known about the existence of Momen for a long time, but why......

Just thinking about it, suddenly it seemed as if there was a warm current of heat sliding through my heart.

"Hmph~"

After a while, sensing the change in his mood, Mu Xuan hurriedly snorted coldly.

"Ahem~"

Feeling that the atmosphere seemed to be gradually cooling down because of the words just now, Mu Zhengyun hurriedly returned to the topic.

"I called you here today to ask your Momen to help me set up a game."

"My Momen, it's not your business!" Mu Xuan, who was a little shaken just now, suddenly felt that he was a little ridiculous when he heard Mu Zhengyun's words.

"Your Momen, heh~" Mu Zhengyun chuckled.

"What do you mean?" Mu Xuan's face began to be a little impatient, and some small movements under his feet seemed to indicate that he might leave at any time.

"Ink Shadow." Mu Zhengyun sighed lightly and said, "You can tell him." ”

“…… Yes"

Hearing Mu Zhengyun speak, he saw the ink shadow who had been standing behind Mu Xuan, his body stiffened, and after a few breaths, he finally responded slowly.

"Ink Shadow, you ......"

When Mu Zhengyun spoke, Mu Xuan had a bad premonition, as if something was going to happen, but he didn't expect it to be him.

Mu Xuan's hands gradually clenched, his eyes staring at him as the ink shadow, as if he had guessed something in his heart.

Feeling the strong gaze from Mu Xuan, Mo Ying's eyes looked a little complicated, even though he knew that this day would come sooner or later, but when it really came, he was still caught off guard.

In so many years, he really didn't really sleep peacefully, and the better the relationship with His Highness, the heavier his heart became, and there were several dreams in the middle of the night, and he wanted to tell him all this, but in the end, he still endured it.

"The day has finally come!" Mo Ying, who was standing in front of Mu Xuan, smiled silently bitterly in his heart.

"I used you as a brother."

Before Mo Ying could speak, Mu Xuan's suppressed words came first, and then filled his entire eardrums, like a magic spell, surrounding his ears over and over again.

A brother, a biting coldness, it was a cold feeling from the deepest part of his heart, which made his limbs tremble and then numb.

Mo Ying wanted to say something, opened his mouth, but did not say anything several times.

Why is he not, but ......

Everything is predestined by God.

"Your Highness, I ......"

"Get out." Mu Xuan said softly, "Don't let me see you in the future." ”

Those who are familiar with Mu Xuan naturally know that if he is angry, it only means that he still cares about the other party, and there is still room for maneuver, but if it is......

Undoubtedly, Mo Ying, who had stayed by Mu Xuan's side for more than ten years, naturally understood.

"Knock~"

Almost at the same time as Mu Xuan's words fell, Mo Ying knelt down without hesitation, and this kneeling actually landed on both knees.

There are clouds in the rivers and lakes, all the people in the rivers and lakes go up to the king, down to the head of the family, they all kneel on one knee, and as for this kneeling ceremony, it only exists among the parents of heaven and earth, for thousands of years, this seems to have formed a special practice, whether it is the court or the grass people, it seems that they have already acquiesced to this phenomenon, and it is precisely because of this that Mo Ying's kneeling at this moment, whether it is Mu Xuan or Mu Zhengyun, are slightly stunned.

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors