When the words fell, Nan Shiyan's chuckle came, with fresh and dripping moisture, quietly lingering in his ears, refreshing people's hearts.

Nan Shiyan's slender jade hand knocked on the jade fan, and there was an obvious smile in his warm voice, which was open.

"You don't have to worry."

"According to Ling'er's stubborn temperament, if she identifies you, no one will be able to change her mind."

Mo Qingchen shook his head, his voice was deep, and he said solemnly: "I will work hard to make them recognize me." ”

"In this way, I won't embarrass Ah Ran."

Nan Shiyan's gaze fell on Mo Qingchen with a judgment and judgment, full of deep thought and exploration.

After a while, Nan Shiyan smiled warmly, his eyes were fierce and compelling, and he said in a heavy tone: "King Gong, I still say that." ”

"Please cherish Ling'er and don't fail her."

Mo Qingchen bowed slightly, his eyes were sharp, flashing with a strange light.

"In this life, I don't have anything else to care about."

"The only thing I care about cherishing is just a dye."

Nan Shiyan nodded, lowered his head slightly, looked at the jade fan in his hand carefully, and after a while, he raised his head suddenly, and smiled at Mo Qingchen: "King Gong, there is still an unfinished battle between you and me. ”

Between the branches and leaves, the light bird song came in a curling voice, and Mo Qingchen stood on top of the ancient tree, his clothes flying, revealing a compelling momentum.

Mo Qingchen looked at Nan Shiyan's casual smile, his face remained unchanged, and he only said lightly: "Accompany me at any time." ”

"Later."

Nan Shiyan put away the jade fan, straightened his sleeves, turned around, and a deep voice came slowly.

"There are a lot of things going on in Ling Yanzhai recently, I will be very busy, if King Gong has time, he will go and accompany Ling Er more."

After speaking, Nan Shiyan stepped lightly on his toes, and in an instant, he left this place, and the white clothes brought up a clear arc, vast and open.

Although he really wanted to fight Mo Qingchen once, but now Mo Qingchen was still injured and couldn't give full play to his due strength, so he didn't look a little ungentlemanly.

Moreover, Ling'er will be distressed.

He searched for Ling'er for so many years and waited for so many years before he was able to reunite with Ling'er.

Ling'er is still the cold and indifferent Ling'er, or the goal-oriented Ling'er, or the stubborn and stubborn Ling'er.

is still the well-behaved soft and softly called her "senior brother".

It's just that there is one more Mo Qingchen in my heart.

It's just Mo Qingchen.

But it was that Mo Qingchen who broke Ling'er's many habits.

It's just that Mo Qingchen who occupies most of Ling'er's heart.

And themselves, too, are just

Ling'er's senior brother.

A long-lost brother.

At this time, Nan Shiyan seemed to have suddenly thought of something, and a deep bitterness appeared on his face, as if he had fallen into some heavy nightmare, and wanted to struggle, but he couldn't do anything.

Many things are already predestined, aren't they?

No matter how much you struggle and resist, it will not help.

What should come will always come.

What should emerge will always emerge.

Those beautiful and gorgeous appearances will always be cruelly peeled off, revealing the tragic truth.

Those, he didn't want to face, the heavy past.

But it can't be avoided.

There will always be a day when the truth will be revealed.

Nan Shiyan raised his hand slightly, facing the biting cold wind, his face was complicated, and there was a bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

Ling'er.

What will happen to you?

***

The sunlight spreads through the window paper in the room, reflecting the brightness of the window, with the unique freshness of the early morning, full of vitality.

In the plain bed curtain, the woman with a delicate face frowned slightly, her eyebrows trembled, and she slowly opened her eyes.

Ah Xue's body on the pillow trembled, screamed excitedly, and rubbed Su Yunran's sleeve like a flatterer, looking extremely well-behaved.

Su Yunran smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and gently touched Ah Xue's soft hair, with comfort and love.

At this moment, a deep and mellow voice came from outside, with a reassuring calmness.

"Ah Ran, are you going to get up?"

Su Yunran's movements froze suddenly, and his face was full of surprise.

Jiufei and Jiuxun walked over, lifted the bed curtain, and saluted: "Miss, King Gong came very early. ”

"Seeing that the young lady is still sleeping, King Gong will guard the outside and not let the slaves and maids disturb him."

Su Yunran's eyes flashed slightly, and he casually responded "I know", then got up and got dressed, and began to wash under Jiufei's service.

A moment later, Su Yunran walked out from behind the screen, dressed in white, unparalleled in wind and moon.

Mo Qingchen, who was quietly leaning on the side of the table, slowly turned his head and smiled at Su Yunran, his face gentle.

Su Yunran bowed slightly, came to the table and sat down, his light gaze fell on Mo Qingchen, and asked, "Is there something wrong with coming so early?" ”

"Nope."

Mo Qingchen shook his head, with a smile on the corner of his mouth that could not be ignored, and his voice was low, broad and inclusive.

"I just wanted to see you."

The corners of Su Yunran's mouth twitched, and he turned his head without a trace, looking helpless.

There was a clear force on his shoulders, Su Yunran slowly raised his head, and saw that Mo Qingchen had come to his side at some point, and his slender and powerful hands were on his shoulders.

Mo Qingchen lowered his head slightly, his eyes moved, flashing with inexplicable brilliance.

"Ah Ran, I'll pull your hair for you."

After speaking, without waiting for Su Yunran to answer, Mo Qingchen picked up the jade comb on the dresser by himself, and carefully combed Su Yunran's soft green silk one by one, his movements were extremely cautious, and his expression was pious.

Su Yunran lowered his eyebrows, his eyes were shining, and he was shaking how many unknown things in his heart.

The green silk went around his fingertips, intertwined, Mo Qingchen's eyes were soft, rippling with warm feelings, connecting his own heart, connecting his deep affection, and even his own oath, all of which were combed into Su Yun's green silk dyed like a cloud.

It is endless, and it does not change for generations.

After a while, Mo Qingchen put down the jade comb and said softly, "Okay." ”

Su Yunran slowly raised his eyes and looked at himself in the mirror, the supple green silk was simply pulled up, tied with a white hairband, and the simple and elegant steps were swayed and inserted into the bun, the tassels hung down finely, and the pearls and jades were swaying.

Su Yunran supported his chin with his hands, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "Thank you." ”

Looking at Su Yunran's bright smile, Mo Qingchen's always cold and hard heart suddenly became a soft mess, and his originally heavy state of mind suddenly became open and bright.

"I said it."

Mo Qingchen spoke slowly, extremely patient, "Between you and me, it should be like this, no need to say thank you." ”

Su Yunran pursed his lips, blinked his clear eyes, and looked at Mo Qingchen deeply, without words.

Mo Qingchen was not annoyed, just smiled faintly, his face was full of spoiling, his eyes flashed, and he was full of tolerance.

Su Yunran's small earlobes gradually reddened, and he turned his head a little uncomfortably, trying to ignore Mo Qingchen's extremely hot gaze.

At this moment, there was a sudden force on his wrist, and then, Su Yunran's entire body fell into a warm embrace.

Mo Qingchen didn't look at Su Yunran's compelling gaze, but only calmly hugged Su Yunran's slender and soft body, the dark robe crossed a gentle arc in the air, and the cold face was soft, with a faint smile.