Ling Shang, or Ayan's past, belongs to the eternal night.

Mo Yuanhe only knew a few fragments.

And the broken fragments were enough to make the old prime minister worried and depressed.

"What happened to Ayan, the old man is just guessing." The old prime minister's voice was as deep as a cold cypress, and his eyes were as dark as charcoal, "At that time, he was just a child after all. ”

Ye Mushen rubbed his brow painfully.

Ayan was no more than three years older than Ye Mushen, and he was just a child at that time.

witnessed the bloody battle, with thousands of victims fleeing to Luoyang......

Not only is the body broken to the point of being pinned and bone-like; A child's heart, which should be cheerful, may also be worn into a thousand holes.

finally arrived at the princess's mansion and found Ye Mushen......

Ayan just wanted to stay by his side.

It doesn't matter if you are humiliated by him or scolded.

Even if he was tortured to the point that he only had one breath left, Ayan would not have half a word of complaint.

In Ayan's heart, Ye Mushen will always be the child who cries in swaddling clothes.

That poor child, who was separated from his mother soon after he was born.

He is the only relative in this world.

So, do your best to be good to him.

The young Ayan didn't understand what it meant to be good to a person.

Give what you want, follow the ......

Isn't that enough?

Why is Ah Sam always angry?

It's because I'm too lowly and too bad......

It was one of the most turbulent periods in recent decades.

Prime Minister Mo Yuanhe is busy with government affairs every day, and he has only heard of the willfulness of the little five princes.

Besides, he only learned later that the weak scholar who had bottomless patience with the five princes was actually the third prince who had disappeared for seven years.

It's just that when Mo Yuanhe knew the truth, Ayan had disappeared into the Central Plains again.

Mo Yuanhe sighed, "In front of the five princes of the pride of the sky, not to mention Ayan, even the other princes who are pampered in the palace, they must be ashamed of themselves. ”

"I hurt him." Ye Mushen's voice was soaked with sorrow.

"Night Hall Master, don't you understand?" Mo Yuanhe shook his head and asked sharply, "Or do you not dare to understand?" ”

"Do you want to say, Ling Shang is Ayan?" Ye Mushen raised his clear eyes, and the corners of his lips hooked, "Impossible." ”

"Self-deception will only harm you in the end." Mo Yuanhe spoke earnestly.

"I'm not kidding myself!" Ye Mushen threw down the wine bottle in displeasure, "No one knows Ayan better than me, and no one knows Ling Shang better than me—whether they are the same person or not, I don't need others to tell me." ”

"I'm afraid what you know is only superficial."

"What evidence do you have?" The light-colored fireworks under the eyes of the night ginseng.

He still doesn't believe it—a person's voice and appearance may change, but ......

Ling Shang, who is as cold as frost, can't be the Ayan who only has Ye Mushen in his eyes.

"Blood." Mo Yuanhe looked at Ye Mushen calmly and calmly, "You all have Ling Guifei's blood on your bodies, and this cannot be changed. ”

"Hah, what is that? Can it still be tested that the blood of me and Ling Shang can be dissolved in water? ”

Ye Mushen only felt that this reason was ridiculous and absurd, "Brother Mo, believe it or not, your blood and mine can also dissolve in water - are you and I still uncles and nephews?" ”

Mo Yuanhe glanced at Ye Mushen helplessly, "Why do you and Ling Shang's blood die when you break the cocoon, don't you understand?" ”

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As you may have noticed, different people in this article have different opinions on the same thing.

It's not that it's written inconsistently.

Rather, everyone's position is different, and their attitude towards things is also different.

That's why there are contradictions and conflicts.

Of course, my writing is broken, and my expression is not good.

But this story is like this, each character has his own selfishness, and he also has his own beliefs.

History is always advanced by a few big people.

So is this story.

Maybe I'm still writing something that I don't think you can understand.

I'm sad too...

At first, I wanted to start from the perspective of Ye Mu ginseng, but then I found that there were many people who couldn't understand it...

So the plot was weakened and the emotional line was strengthened.

In fact, I don't want to use a compact story to let you piece together your own feelings about participating in business.

However, I still compromised and wrote a lot of business interactions, which were greasy and crooked.

Of course, some people like to watch it, and I'm very happy.

But I deviated from my initial thoughts, and I was depressed for a while, and I didn't want to update every day...

Recently, I slowly found my feeling and integrated my feelings into the plot.

But for an old man like me, it's still not easy to grasp.

The story of participating in business, although there are more ink in Ye Mushen, the real protagonist is still Ling Shang.

Feng Hou forgets his worries, although he is very middle-class, but he really hopes that he can forget his worries.

Belch... Everyday chatterbox.

Probably my aunt-in-law came.

Refill guys.