Mo Xiangli left her brother that day, and she didn't know what happened later, she was left alone in the Mei Palace, kicking and restlessness every day, fantasizing about how Xiao Jingyu would execute her infidelity, betrayal, ambition, and madness.

1 day, 2 days, 3 days, 4 days, 5 days, 6 days, 7 days......

However, Xiao Jingyu did not come to him.

She is like a mouse in the cold palace, does Xiao Jingyu disdain to look at it?

Mo Xiangli's fear gradually turned into resentment and anger, she felt that she had done something wrong and could be dealt with, but she should not be left idle.

Xiao Jingyu always fought such a cold war, she was fed up, so she pretended to be seriously ill, and sent the palace maid three times to invite Xiao Jingyu to visit the patient, and give her an explanation, or the result was more appropriate.

Under the repeated begging of the palace maid, Xiao Jingyu pushed into the door of the Mei Palace with a heavy face, stretched out his hand to brush away the red silk silk that was in the way, and patiently looked for the figure in the light and shadow.

Xiao Jingyu was in an irritable mood, and the three countries jointly forced him to sign a contract, and a woman's family still had to find something for him at this time, and he didn't want to come.

Xiao Jingyu didn't see the figure, took a breath, and was about to leave, when a faint female voice came from the window: "Tanlang, you finally came to see Yan'er." ”

She stroked the pattern on the edge of the window, turned her head as if crying, the plum blossom makeup on her forehead was bright and dazzling, and there was a string of golden steps between the dark cloud temples, and the red clothes were far better than the clouds on the horizon.

Mo Xiangli has always been extremely beautiful, beautiful and lovely, so beautiful that people want to take care of it. Even though she gave birth to enough cold thorns to protect herself in this cold winter, she still wanted people to take care of her weakness.

"Queen, since you are sick, lie down in bed and rest." Xiao Jingyu didn't see the slightest illness from her body, knowing that she deliberately pretended to be sick and called herself, Jun's face was obviously impatient.

"Tanlang, don't you have anything to say to Yan'er?" Mo Xiangli stepped on the cold floor with his bare/naked white soles from the window, and dragged the red and fiery long phoenix pendulum step by step, and asked intently.

"There's nothing to say between us." Xiao Jingyu doesn't like her self-pity, nor does she like her aggressiveness, and she can't stay in this oppressive space.

"Tanlang, don't go!" Mo Xiangli hugged Xiao Jingyu tightly from behind, and cried close to him.

"Don't ...... like this" Xiao Jingyu was obviously not very comfortable, he was held by a woman, stretched out his hand and didn't dare to push, and refused reservedly.

Seeing that he refused to look at himself, Mo Xiangli was even more angry, pushed Xiao Jingyu on the table, undressed lightly, and said affectionately: "Tan Lang, you have a brother, so you don't like me anymore, right?" ”

The red phoenix robe faded to the ground, and the woman's clear middle coat wrapped in a faintly delicate figure.

"It's not ......" Xiao Jingyu was so frightened that he didn't dare to look at Mo Xiangli without opening his eyes.

"If not, why doesn't Tanlang look at me?" Mo Xiangli took off his middle clothes, and his naked/naked body approached Xiao Jingyu, and asked scorchingly.

"Queen, self-respect!" Xiao Jingyu saw her stripped naked, and the astringent red stained her handsome face, slapped Mo Xiangli's shoulder with one palm, and angrily took off her cloak and threw it on Mo Xiangli's body.

He obviously doesn't look like he's going to handle women......

"You're not him!" Mo Xiangli was sluggish, and he also found the person in front of him, and it was definitely not Xiao Jingyu, and said closely.

Xiao Jingyu took a step back, lowered his head and said, "Queen, I don't understand!" ”

"You're not Xiao Jingyu, who are you?" Mo Xiangli asked in a cold voice.

Xiao Jingyu was forced by him and reprimanded: "Ridiculous, who else can I be if I'm not him?" ”

"Then do you dare to go to Yunyu with me?" Mo Xiangli leaned over, his eyes sharp and threatening.

Xiao Jingyu hugged Mo Xiang violently, rolled her into his arms, lowered his head and said ambiguously: "Queen, is this an invitation to me?" ”

"Do you dare!" Mo Xiangli raised his thick long eyelashes, and a pair of glazed eyes were like first snow, cold and arrogant.

Xiao Jingyu picked up Mo Xiangli and walked to the bed.

After a while, Xiao Jingyu let go of Mo Xiangli and was defeated in the confrontation, with a regretful look on his face, and sighed regretfully: "The queen is beautiful, but it's a pity, I only like your brother." ”

Although that person is Xiao Jingyu's voice, his tone and attitude are completely like a stranger.

"Who the hell are you?" Mo Xiang tightened his cloak and asked in fear.

"Li'er girl, I told you in the East Pole Palace, I am sincere to your brother." Xiao Jingyu got up and said, or rather, it is more accurate that he is Fan Moya.

"Where did you get Xiao Jingyu?" Mo Xiangli grabbed his wrist and asked eagerly.

"We are now one with two souls, he is me, and I am him." Fan Moya said mysteriously.

This time Xiao Jingyu was assassinated on the battlefield, his life was in danger, and Fan Moya snatched the dominance of his body before his body woke up.

"What!" Mo Xiangli was shocked.

"Li'er girl, for the sake of you being Han Qing's sister, I won't do anything to you? However, Han Qing is my person, you have to pay attention to the line, otherwise I will be angry. Remember, this is a secret between you and me, you can't tell. ”

"What about him? You let him come out, you ask him to give me an explanation. Mo Xiangli grabbed Fan Moya and refused to let him go.

Fan Moya sighed slightly, closed his eyes, and changed his inner core in an instant, Mo Xiangli touched the familiar eyes, his heart was shocked, and he said, "Are you okay?" ”

Xiao Jingyu's phoenix eyes turned slightly, thinking about what Mo Xiangli had done, he couldn't love or hate this woman, and said tiredly: "Yan'er, you have thought about it behind closed doors in the Mei Palace, don't see Han Qing, don't make me angry." ”

Mo Xiangli wanted to say something, but Fan Moya came out and said goodbye: "Miss Li'er, stay in the Mei Palace, don't make trouble." "Leave Mo Xiang, who lost his soul alone, and leave in style.

Xiao Jingyu is still the same, but there is a different person in the shell, Mo Xiangli doesn't feel familiar this time, he looks out of the door in distraction, and feels that the bad relationship between himself and Xiao Jingyu has been cut off in the dark, maybe she should really let go.

Fan Mo retreated to follow the people who were waiting, and just wanted to say that he was alone, walking quietly on the palace tower, looking at the splendid palace and asking, "Why don't you let her out of the palace and find a lover for her to marry." ”

"She is the emperor, even if I don't love her, she can't talk to other men."

"So, you plan to spend her life in the deep palace?" Fan Moya turned around and said.

"I'd rather her marry a woman than a man. If Fan Moya were you, if you didn't love Han Qing, or if he didn't love you, would you be able to bear him being with other men? ”

Fan Moya was silent for a long time, and suddenly understood Xiao Jingyu's situation, and it was difficult to blame his coldness, so he replied crisply: "I can't accept it." ”

If he accepted it, he would not be jealous of Bai Bian.

"I tried to live with her and forget Han Qing, but I couldn't control it, I still miss Han Qing every day, and I knew that it would be difficult to let go of him in this life.

I don't want Han Qing to forget me, I don't want to forget Han Qing, I can't stand Han Qing being with other men, it will drive me crazy. ”

Xiao Jingyu's soul was obviously very excited, and even his heart with his body was beating a little faster, Fan Moya sighed and said: "I am now bound in this shell and can't get out, since I can't get out, we can only share Han Qing together." ”

"Han Qing hates me, do you think he is willing to be with me?"

"Okay, I'll find a way to get Han Qing's lost memories back these days, he shouldn't reject you so much." Fan Moya obviously sympathized with this old man, he saw this old man's memory, the young Han Qing was really cute and innocent.

"Where are you taking me?" Han Qing was held by Xiao Jingyu's hand, pulled off the cloth covering his eyes, and shook his hand in disgust.

Xiao Jingyu stopped and said meaningfully: "Take you to meet the person you have always wanted to see." ”

Han Qing's heart was shaken, and he secretly guessed who Xiao Jingyu was going to take him to see, and asked uneasily and fearfully, "Is he really alive?" ”

Xiao Jingyu nodded, and walked forward in the imperial tomb, and within a quarter of an hour, a thatched house appeared out of place in the depths of the imperial tomb, and the smoke of the cooking stove rose in the ground.

The closer Han Qing became, the more timid his heart became, Xiao Jingyu patted his hand and said, "Li Bo has been living here, guarding my father's imperial mausoleum, you can go in and have a look." ”

Han Qing pushed open the door and saw a plain-clothed man in the small courtyard, holding a shears and leaning over to prune the branches of the camellia, but his eyes were a little empty, as if he had been blind for a long time.

The plain-clothed man heard someone coming in, turned around and gradually revealed a handsome and elegant face, his face was no longer in Han Qing's memory, it was gradually dyed with the vicissitudes of time, and his eyes were covered with a white cloth scarf.

"Daddy—" Han Qing shouted in a dumb voice.

The plain-clothed man was shocked, the gold clipper in his hand fell to the ground, and he turned around in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that his relatives were still alive.

"Daddy, I'm Hualang, I've been looking for you for a long time." Han Qing could no longer hold back her tears, suppressed her strong emotions, and cried profusely as she approached the man who was stiff on the ground and said.

"Hua Lang ......" The plain-clothed man's voice was elegant and warm, and he opened his hand to face Han Qing's direction and murmured in disbelief, with unforgettable thoughts, as if compared with the soft and glutinous voice of the young man in his memory.

Han Qing plunged into Han Ze's arms, hugged his father's thin waist tightly, put down his years of strength, and buried himself in his arms like a young man and cried silently: "Daddy, I finally found you, they all said that you were killed by Xiao Jingyu (Xiao Jingyu's father), I don't believe it, I finally found you, woo woo woo woo......

"And he said unto me, You are all dead, but I do not believe. I've finally waited for you. Han Ze trembled and touched Han Qing's little face, as if he was gradually knowing the truth, and said tremblingly.

"Are your mother and sister still alive?" Han Ze gently wiped the tears from Han Qing's eyes and asked softly in distress.

"Mother, after you left, you died on the sickbed after six years, and my sister is now Xiao Jingyu's queen." Han Qing snorted and said aggrievedly, Han Ze patted his back soothingly, and glanced at Xiao Jingyu as if he didn't have it.

Xiao Jingyu touched his father-in-law's "unkind" gaze, touched his nose awkwardly, stood in place, and looked at Han Qing like a child completely attached to Han Ze, vaguely feeling that the father and son were extremely close, not like ordinary people.

"My Hualang, how have you come all these years?" Han Ze pinned the broken hair in Han Qing's ear behind his ear, lowered his head slightly and asked affectionately.

"After you were framed for rebellion and arrested, I went to join the army two years later, and then the Fengqing Kingdom was destroyed, I married the princess of the Northern Han Kingdom, Bei Hanjing, and gave birth to a son, she finally ...... Saved me dead on the battlefield. Now I'm ...... I worked as a ...... in Muyun Became a ......"

Han Qing said it several times, stumbling and not having the face to continue.

Han Ze's face became darker and darker, and he gradually guessed the truth from Han Qing's attitude, his face was still full of spring, and he gently comforted Han Qing's slender neck, and asked, "What are you doing in Muyun now?" ”

Han Qing gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and said humiliatingly, "I'm a ...... Mu Yun's queen ......"

On Han Ze's elegant handsome face, the warm mask was broken, and he was almost eager for mountains and rains, and he was uncontrollable, but thinking of the current situation of having no soldiers and no soldiers, he smiled miserably at Xiao Jingyu and said: "Your father and son are really hiding from me. ”

Xiao Jingyu turned his face away and said comfortingly: "Uncle, it's my fault. I didn't know that you were Hua Lang'er's adoptive father, if I had known earlier, I would have let your father and son recognize each other earlier and save the bends, everyone sat down tonight, had a good reunion dinner, and let Jing Yu admit his mistake and apologize. ”

"This meal, I can't afford it." Han Ze gritted his teeth, Hao refused without giving face, Xiao Jingyu smiled and persuaded him: "Father-in-law, we are now a family, and Hua Lang is the top person in my heart, how good it is for everyone to live together in harmony." ”

As soon as Xiao Jingyu finished speaking, his father-in-law spat angrily on his face.

Han Ze said angrily: "Get out!"

The expression on Xiao Jingyu's face was very angry, but he couldn't care about it, and said coldly: "Father-in-law, now that the raw rice is cooked, your children are my queens, why not be happy, I hope you can figure it out earlier and enjoy the blessings of all people." ”

Han Ze knew that Han Qing's life must be extraordinary, and his peerless appearance was a delicacy that everyone secretly coveted, and it was a matter of time before he became a man's body......

That day, Han Qing stayed in Han Ze's hut, the father and son talked about everything, and Han Ze secretly wept several times when he wasn't paying attention.

Han Qing felt uncomfortable, pretended to be happy, and persuaded: "Daddy, don't be annoyed, Xiao Jingyu is still very good to our brothers and sisters, tomorrow I will ask Yan'er to come over to reunite with you and meet your grandson." ”

"Hmm." Han Ze was absent-minded and responded perfunctorily.

That night, under the care of his father, Han Qing took a bath and changed clothes, and lay on his father's arm and slept very soundly and deeply, until Han Ze got out of bed.

When it was dawn, Han Qing woke up from his father's bed, stretched comfortably, and when he went out, he saw Han Ze hanging under the old banyan tree in the courtyard, fluttering slightly under the breeze.

Han Qing froze in place, staring blankly at his father's elegant and handsome face, sleeping in the wind, and shaking his body irrepressibly.

At that moment, the sky fell and the end of the world came......