Mo Yuanhe was reluctant to get involved in the emotional maze between Ling Shang and the two Ye brothers, but he was also deeply worried about the fate of the three of them.

"The old man remembers that thirteen years ago, there was a young man named Ayan who fled from the border to the princess's mansion." Mo Yuanhe's smoke was full of vicissitudes.

Ye Mushen looked at Mo Yuanhe in a daze, not understanding why he wanted to mention that person.

Mo Yuanhe had never seen Ye Mushen's distraction, and he couldn't help but hesitate.

After a moment, he decided to reveal what he knew.

After all, whether it was Ye Mujing, Ye Mushen, or Ling Shang - the three of them should not be involved in such an unbearable entanglement.

"That young man named Ayan, presumably the Night Hall Master remembers better than me, right?" Mo Yuanhe looked at Ye Mushen cautiously.

"Yes. Of course I do. Ye Mushen looked at Mo Yuanhe in confusion.

This old guy looks kind and kind on weekdays, how can he give people a feeling of being cunning at this time?

Mo Yuanhe stroked his blue-gray beard, "Thirteen years ago, the Night Hall Lord tricked him into the secret passage set by the eldest princess......"

"What do you mention him for?" Ye Mu ginseng's tone was cold.

"After that, Ayan disappeared." Mo Yuanhe smiled kindly, "I heard that you have been looking for him in recent years. ”

"He's dead." The eye circles are red.

"Oh? Are you sure? ”

"Prime Minister Mo, what do you want to say?" The fingers that Ye Mu Shen clasped on the wine bottle turned white from excessive force.

"Ling Shang told you, right?" Mo Yuanhe's smile made Ye Mushen's heart furious.

"That's right. Ling Shang was probably his friend. ”

Saying this, Ye Mushen's heart was shocked again-friend?

Ling Shang had said that his only friend was Ye Mu Shen - except for the ugly snake with a twisted mind.

"Do you still think so?" Mo Yuanhe calmly guided Ye Mushen to discover by himself, "How can Ayan have friends?" ”

"......" That's right, in Ayan's eyes, there has always been only Ye Mushen.

"Did Ling Shang tell you that Ayan jumped into the sea and died?"

“…… Well. "Night ginseng's throat is sour.

"Ayan is most afraid of water." Mo Yuanhe nodded in agreement, "Do you know why?" ”

Ye Mushen shook his head in confusion.

He knew that Ayan was afraid of water, but he only regarded this as his weakness.

Even, in Ye Mushen's opinion, Ayan's cowardly guy has nothing to be afraid of.

"You're not impressed." Mo Yuanhe sighed, "Go ask Prince Jing, he will tell you." ”

"Brother Jing? What does he know? ”

Mo Yuanhe's words changed, "Why did the third prince, who disappeared after Concubine Ling Guifei's death, become a frail and sickly scholar...... Did the eldest princess tell you? ”

Ye Mushen's hanging heart seemed to be wrapped tightly by thin threads and could not beat.

The thin thread tightens the fragile heart little by little, breaks the delicate texture little by little, and then completely breaks the heart in half.

Ye Mushen's mother, who has no impression, is also surnamed Ling.

"I don't know anything about Ayan before he came to the princess's mansion." Ye Mushen confessed, "He won't say anything." ”

"How old was he?" Mo Yuanhe couldn't bear to sigh, "Being tortured like that, the pride of the prince has been completely polished......"

"What torture?" Ye Mushen's tone was urgent, "What do you know?" Tell me! ”

It was the first time Mo Yuanhe saw Ye Mushen lose control like this, and he couldn't help frowning-

Ye Mu ginseng is very affectionate to Ling Shang, and I am afraid that it will not lose to Ye Mujing.