Mo Yuanhe's voice was like flying snow in winter, floating to Ye Mushen's palm, sucking his body temperature, and then turning into transparent snow water.

Mo Yuanhe left in a hurry, with guilt on his face.

He drank a cup of sobering tea, and the drunkenness dissipated slightly.

Ye Mushen was also about to go home, got up and straightened the folded brocade robe, "Master Mo, you go and get busy." I'll take my leave. ”

Mo Yuanhe looked at Ye Mushen and stopped talking.

He opened the door, and a strong wind blew in his face.

Ye Mu Shen, who rarely gets chilly, suddenly felt cold.

There were things he didn't want to know.

He walked out the door with a smile, "Master Mo, your story is really boring. Next time we'll have a good drink—I'm going to tell you about the strange things I've encountered over the years. ”

Mo Yuanhe let out an old sigh, "Your Majesty has never forgotten Concubine Ling. ”

Ye Mushen pretended to be deaf and dumb, "The one who came to visit tonight must also be a big man, right?" There are also Kong Ming lanterns rising in the courtyard, ha. ”

Mo Yuanhe glanced towards the courtyard and ignored it.

He put his hand on Ye Mushen's shoulder, "Ayan died once, and after he came back to life, he became Ling Shang." ”

Ye Mu ginseng's eyes were red, and he couldn't say a word.

Mo Yuanhe lowered his voice, "Ling Shang and Ayan may have changed a lot in appearance, but ...... His eyes are exactly the same as those of the concubine. ”

The eyes that smiled clearly and were more gentle than the spring breeze in March, but they wanted to freeze themselves with cold indifference.

Ye Mushen had no impression of his mother, and he couldn't imagine what kind of woman would have such eyes.

Mo Yuanhe sighed lightly, "Your Majesty recognized Ling Shang at the first sight. ”

……

Ye Mushen forgot how he got back.

When he came back to his senses, Ying Xiao was lethargically kicking his hooves.

A few sparse stars in the sky, a moon half obscured by dark clouds.

Ye Mushen wanted to see Ling Shang.

How long has it been since we were apart, and how long has it been?

But he was also afraid to see Ling Shang.

Back in the house, Ye Mushen rummaged through the cabinets and searched for a long time, and finally found a small, wax-sealed bamboo slip under the candlestick in the alcove.

Cutting open the sealing wax, Ye Mushen trembled his hand and took out a letter with slightly faded handwriting.

In front of the shadowy candlelight, he read the contents of the letter over and over again.

Although the handwriting is not very clear, every word on it, Ye Mushen remembers it clearly.

But in front of Ye Ziling's handwriting, Ye Mushen still couldn't help but feel pantothenic acid in his heart, and the corners of his eyes were astringent.

Several times he tried to shred the letter, and repeatedly pressed the corner of the letter against the blue wick.

In the end, the fragile letters were carefully folded and put into bamboo slips.

This is the suicide note that the eldest princess left to Ye Mushen.

After Ye Zi Ling drank the wine, the seven orifices bled and fell into reincarnation, leaving Ye Mu Shen, who was only thirteen years old, wandering in the world.

In the first two years after the death penalty was absolved and the imperial title was abolished, although Ye Mujing was often by his side, Ye Mushen was so depressed that he could only resort to drunkenness all day long.

But he was never drunk.

It's not that the wine is not strong enough, and it's not that the amount of ginseng is too good.

It's just that the world of teenagers is dark.

Drunk into mud, you can't forget your worries - the stinging sensation is even more scorching.

When Ye Ziling was still alive, Ye Mushen didn't feel that there was anything about becoming a sinner in the royal family.

The emperor treated him well, and occasionally talked to him about some statecraft.

Occasionally, the insight of the night ginseng will be rewarded by the emperor.

Ye Ziling always comforted him: in a few days, the two of them would be able to leave this prison and regain their freedom.

There seems to be an end to the night.