Mo Qingchen frowned, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, bottomless: "There must be something hidden here, but no one told me." ”

After a little silence, Su Yunran hesitated, sighed lightly, and finally spoke: "What disease did your mother die of back then?" ”

"It's not a disease."

Mo Qingchen shook his head, smiled bitterly, a complicated expression appeared on his face, his voice was a lot lower, but his eyes were unusually firm and stubborn, and he said in a low voice.

"It's poison."

"Poison?"

Su Yunran's thin eyebrows furrowed, his voice was slightly deep, and he said suspiciously: "You mean, your mother concubine died of poisoning?" ”

Mo Qingchen nodded and sighed, with deep bitterness: "Yes." ”

As he spoke, Mo Qingchen sneered a few times, with thick mockery and disdain.

"It's really ridiculous, Concubine Yao, who is quite favored by His Majesty, was poisoned to death."

"And the majesty who loved her very much, but did not investigate the matter, but buried her hastily, continued to collect beauties, continued to enrich the harem, and continued to sing every night."

"And since then, I, the so-called very favored prince, who got the title at a young age, that man, has never looked at him again, doesn't care about his life and death, doesn't care, he lives alone in Prince Gong's mansion, will he be lonely and lonely."

"Qingchen."

Su Yunran opened his mouth in a deep voice, his head rubbed lightly on Mo Qingchen's warm chest, and his voice slowed down a little.

"I'm sorry to bring up your sadness."

Mo Qingchen chuckled a few times, pinched the tip of Su Yunran's nose with his slender fingers, and said with a smile: "It's nothing, most people know these things, and I have never cared about other people's attitudes towards me." ”

"Still, Aran."

Mo Qingchen paused, picked up Su Yunran's small chin with his fingertips, sighed deeply, and said slowly: "I am an unfavored prince, and I have many enemies, and you know the situation very well, and I have never hidden anything from you." ”

"Are you still willing to ask for me like this?"

I'm so unbearable, are you still willing to be with me?

Su Yunran pursed her pale thin lips, was silent for a moment, and slowly stretched out her hand, her white palm opened in front of Mo Qingchen.

The spiritual power was overflowing, and in the light of the halo, a piece of clear jade Jue appeared in Su Yunran's palm.

Yujue presents a warm yellow color, with a faint halo, and there are small and delicate patterns on it, warm and delicate.

The jade jue is obviously divided into two petals, each with fiery red tassels, and the bright red between the warm jade color actually shows a bit of thrilling, very amazing.

Su Yunran raised his eyes, smiled lightly at Mo Qingchen who looked puzzled, folded his hands and held them, and used his spiritual power, and the pale streamer flashed, and a slight sound came.

The pale thin lips hooked, and Su Yunran's delicate face showed a satisfied look, and he slowly opened his palm.

Yu Jue has been divided into two pieces, lying quietly in Su Yunran's palm, exuding a warm halo, looking closely, the delicate pattern is actually slowly flowing with gentle spiritual power, and the warm red tassel is strung on it, like a wisp of dancing flame.

Su Yunran raised his hand, put one of the pieces of jade into Mo Qingchen's palm, and slowly closed his palm, his clear voice was slightly low, with a bit of strength that could not be ignored.

"This jade jue was also left to me by my mother, and I will give you half of it now."

As he spoke, Su Yunran blinked his eyes, his gaze was firmly fixed on Mo Qingchen's face, and he said slowly: "You also have to take good care of it." ”

At this time, Su Yun hooked his lips and smiled inexplicably, "If you let it receive the slightest damage, I will personally take it back and never give it to you again." ”

Hearing this, Mo Qingchen's eyes jumped suddenly, and his gaze at Su Yunran was constantly trembling, and he held Su Yunran's little hand with both hands, tightening and tightening.

How could Mo Qingchen not understand these words?

This half of the jade jue clearly represents Aran's heart. Ah Ran means to give his heart to himself, if he makes her wronged, hurt, and sad, Ah Ran takes it back, not to mention this half of Yujue?

When the time comes, what Ah Ran wants to take back in person is the heart she handed over, as well as her affection for herself.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Qingchen stabilized his emotions, and the hand holding the half of the jade jue tightened a little, and slowly moved to his heart, his voice was a little heavier, and the words were sonorous.

"Ah Ran, I must use my life to save this piece of jade."

"I promise that I will never let it suffer the slightest damage."

How could he let it be damaged?

How could he be willing to let her Ah Ran be hurt?

He has always walked in the dark to survive, until he met her, he had the idea of yearning for warmth.

He searched for many years, waited for many years, and waited for the bright sunlight of Ah Ran, how could he be willing to let her be damaged by the darkness?

Putting away the half of the jade, Mo Qingchen took Su Yunran's slightly cool little hand, put it to his lips, and kissed it gently, but with extremely solemn strength.

There was a cool temperature on the back of his hand, Su Yunran's thick eyebrows trembled, his pale thin lips slowly hooked, and there was a soft smile on his delicate face, like a ray of light, shining straight into the deepest part of Mo Qingchen's heart, dispelling the heavy mist and dust.

After a little silence, Su Yunran lazily leaned into Mo Qingchen's arms, moved lazily, breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke casually: "Your mother must be very good to you." ”

"Yes."

Mo Qingchen nodded, wrapped his hands tightly around Su Yunran's thin body, and said softly: "The mother concubine usually treats me very gently, but in terms of cultivation, she has always been very strict, and she refuses to be slack or sloppy in the slightest. ”

Su Yunran let out a "hmm" and sighed softly, his voice a little lower.

"I envy you."

"I haven't even seen my mother."

Mo Qingchen held Su Yunran's hands tightened a little, and said slowly: "Mrs. Su and the Su family master were famous in the four empires back then, and they were deeply respected by the people, and the Su family master loved you so much, and your mother must be very gentle." ”

"And although you haven't seen your mother, she must be watching you somewhere, paying attention to you."

Su Yunran slowly closed his eyes, rubbed his head against Mo Qingchen's warm chest, and responded sullenly, "Hmm." ”

"Ah Ran."

Mo Qingchen gently stroked Su Yun's soft hair, and with a temperature that could not be ignored in his palm, he slowly spoke: "The mother concubine once gave me a nickname. ”

"Nickname?"

Hearing this, Su Yunran poked his head out of Mo Qingchen's arms, blinked his clear eyes, and the faint sadness on his face dissipated, with full curiosity and interest.

"What is it?"

Mo Qingchen raised his lips, smiled slightly, and slowly spit out the two words. , you are lonely, the young lady warms you with a movie