The night was quiet and dark.

Mo Yi looked up at the starry sky above him, and then looked down at the curved path that seemed to have no end under his feet, and finally sat on the ground in frustration, feeling depressed.

What kind of ghost is this? He has not walked out of this garden from the time when the sun was shining at noon until now, and he has not seen a single figure.

Even if it's a ghost!

Mo Yi thought angrily in his heart, and slammed his fist on the ground, and suddenly the back of his hand was dripping with blood, and the flesh and blood at the joints were blurred.

He didn't care about the blood dripping on the ground, and in a moment, the ground was already bloodstained and scarlet. The pair of good-looking peach blossom eyes in the past are now full of red, staring at the ground on their toes without moving. That look, I can't wait to stare a hole in the ground.

However, Mo Yi kept his eyes down, but he didn't notice that since his blood dripped on the ground, the flowers and trees around him were silently changing or disappearing, and even the ground where he was sitting at this time had unconsciously turned into a lawn, and the stone path that seemed to have no end was long gone.

An almost audible sound of footsteps came from afar, Mo Yi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his head, looking at the already unrecognizable scenery around him in amazement.

Why is it that when I am stunned, the flowers and trees around me have all changed? His eyes flashed slightly, could it be that this was the mysterious formation of Wucheng? It's incredible!

He was not allowed to think too much at this time, for he heard the distant footsteps getting closer and closer to him, and he was only a hundred paces away at most.

Wait a minute! 100 steps away? He could hear it from so far away? Could it be that his internal strength has been restored?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel happy in his heart, closed his eyes and concentrated, trying to improve his strength. Sure enough, under the operation, he felt that his body was full of true qi, his veins were smooth, and there was no sense of condensation.

Strength restored! That's great! With his martial arts cultivation, although he is not as good as Shangguan Jiyue and Yu Wenyi, he is also among the masters.

If there was another long tasseled spear in his hand at this time, then he would not be able to break out of this city lord's mansion alone. However, now he can't leave, he wants to see Feng Wumian to confirm whether he is his eldest brother Shen Peifeng.

Although the truth of the matter has been revealed, he still prayed in his heart that it was his own mistake, how could a person as gentle and elegant as his eldest brother ......

As he thought about it, the footsteps were getting closer and closer to him, only a dozen paces away. He dodged behind a plane tree and peeked his head out to watch.

I saw a slender moon-white figure holding a glass lamp and walking slowly from the stone path on one side. The man came in black hair and white clothes, boundless and glamorous, and his face still wore the silver mask, which flickered in the flickering yellow light.

Mo Yi had already determined at the first glance that Feng Wumian must be the eldest brother.

He lowered his eyes and laughed at himself, how careless he was before, he confronted him several times, and he didn't even recognize his own big brother.

At this moment, Yuebai's figure had already walked under the plane tree and stopped.

At this moment, Mo Yi suddenly felt timid, and he didn't dare to come out from behind the tree.

Isn't it his big wedding today? How did he end up here? Why are you still wearing such plain clothes? At this time, isn't he supposed to be wearing a big red wedding dress and worshipping heaven and earth? Why did you come here alone? What about Big Brother Qi?

There are thousands of doubts in my heart, and there are thousands of words to ask. Didn't you try your best to escape just to ask him for an understanding?

But at the moment when he saw his lonely and lonely back, he couldn't even ask a word, and he didn't even have the courage to meet him.

He knew that he had affection for Brother Qi, but he didn't expect that his thoughts about Brother Qi would reach such an unforgettable point.

"Come out, I know you're here."

The warm male voice, which was no longer deliberately suppressed, faintly entered Mo Yi's ears, just as clear and beautiful as Shen Peifeng before.

Mo Yi's heart tightened suddenly, and he slowly emerged from behind the tree trunk, raised his eyes to look at the lonely moon-white figure, and quickly lowered his head, and shouted "big brother" in a low voice and stopped speaking.

Shen Peifeng's body stiffened, he breathed a long sigh of relief in his heart, and a shallow smile rose slightly on his lips. The name he just called him shows that he still cares about him as a big brother, and it is not in vain that he has been like a father and brother all these years, and he loves him once.

"Let's go."

After Shen Peifeng finished speaking, he picked up the light and moved in front to lead the way.

At this moment, only he knew that he had just uttered these two words in a trembling voice, because he couldn't say any more words at this moment.

Mo Yi followed behind Shen Peifeng step by step, and followed him all the way to the new house in the backyard.

Along the way, what catches your eye is full of joyful colors, the big red lanterns with the word "happy" are hung high under the side porch, the big red words are displayed on the lintel, even the house is full of red silk, and the dragon and phoenix red candles on the candlestick on the table are burned in pairs.

However, apart from these jubilant reds, I don't feel any joy, but it makes people feel a trace of irrepressible loneliness and bitterness from the bottom of their hearts.

Mo Yi was a little surprised, what about Brother Qi? Where is she?

As if sensing Mo Yi's doubts, Shen Peifeng said softly: "She's gone." ”

"Gone?"

Shen Peifeng turned on the lampshade, lowered his eyes and blew out the glass lamp, and put it on the table casually, his voice couldn't tell whether it was joy or sadness, and he was indifferent: "At this time, I should have returned to the Beicang military camp." ”

Mo Yi was silent for a long time: "Why?" ”

Shen Peifeng stiffened with his back to Mo Yi, and slowly closed his clear phoenix eyes. After a while, she said quietly: "She doesn't want to ...... I don't want to ...... either."

Mo was stunned when he heard this, and looked at the silent back in front of him, as if he had been hit hard with a blunt object, and his heart felt a dull pain.

Brother Qi only has His Royal Highness King Chen in his heart, and he naturally knows that he is unwilling to marry his eldest brother. However, the eldest brother is unwilling, it must be that he is not unwilling to marry the eldest brother, but ......

The two brothers didn't speak again, the room was unusually quiet, and even the stuffy air was a little stagnant, making people feel like a big stone was pressed on their chests, and they couldn't even breathe smoothly.

The red candle on the desk suddenly flashed twice at this moment, and then a "crackling" sound broke out, which was especially loud in this silence, as if it suddenly woke up the person in the dream.

Shen Peifeng's eyelashes trembled slightly, he gently raised his hand to take off the silver mask on his face, put it in the corner of the table, slowly turned around, looked at Mo Yi, and said softly: "Mo Yi, have you ever complained that your eldest brother is hiding all this from you?" ”

"Why are you hiding it from me?" Mo Yi looked at the familiar peerless face in front of him and pursed his lips.

"That's what Mother meant." Shen Peifeng was silent for a moment before he said slowly, "Mother, she hopes that you can live simply and happily......"

Mo Yi's voice was gloomy: "My mother passed away when I was very young...... I can't remember my mother's face at all...... Since I grew up, you and my father have never mentioned anything about my mother to me, and for so many years, I have only been able to go to my mother's grave to worship one or two times every year...... Every time I asked my father, he always talked about him left and right, and he refused to explain it to me......"