Although Xin Xing's heart was full of turbulent waves, he didn't dare to make a little noise, and was more cautious.

Because she knew that if she was discovered, she would not be able to avenge her father.

"Yuran, can you stop wasting time here with me at night, let's rest."

Mo Fan sighed deeply and said.

Mo Yu burst into tears, feeling the disgust of his beloved brother Fan.

"Brother Fan, I'm sorry, what is the task that Daddy gave you, I will help you, I hope to make up for the wrong things I did."

Mo Yuran's tone softened, and if he fell in love first, he lost.

"Yuran, the biggest help you can give me is not to interfere with my mission, and then eat, drink and have fun, and when my mission is completed, we will return to the Huanghui Kingdom together."

Mo Fan Dao.

Mo Yu is heartbroken, is Brother Fan so disgusted with me?

Xin Xing took advantage of the two of them to complain to each other, and left cautiously, and the waves in his heart could not be calmed for a long time.

Xin Xing was lying on the bed and couldn't sleep at all.

Mo Yu's father, the eighth prince of Huanghui Kingdom, had a grudge against my father, so he killed my father with poison, and he also sent a task to Mo Fan, and this task must be about me.

Mistaken for a mission to get rid of me, Mo Yuran sent an assassin to assassinate me.

Now, what should I do?

Xin Xing shrunk himself into a shrimp on the bed, thinking of his father Fang Wuxian.

Tears flowed slowly in the night, hot tears sliding from one eye socket to the other, and then invading the pillow.

Daddy, I miss you so much.

Daddy, Daddy......

In the morning, Mo Yu's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and his soul was hurt by love.

Xin Xing's eyes were red, and they were full of red bloodshots, which were hurt by family affection.

The maid and the maid who served privately spread that Mo Yuran liked Mo Fan, but Mo Fan didn't like Mo Yu Dye, so Mo Yu was heartbroken.

Fang Xing likes ink dyeing, and when he saw that ink dyeing was sad and crying for other men, he was also secretly sad.

Mo Yuran sighed even more in his heart after knowing it, why can't Brother Fan like me like Fang Xing? I didn't expect Fang Xing to be so affectionate to me.

Fang Xing did his best to wait for Mo Yu Dye, and Mo Yu Dye was even more delicious in his heart.

Although Fang Xing is young, he looks handsome, and more importantly, he treats himself with a pure heart.

But he never hated Brother Fan, but Brother Fan repeatedly made things difficult for me everywhere.

"Fang Xing, you say, why doesn't Brother Fan like me?"

Mo Yuran looked at himself in the bronze mirror, and he was clearly a little haggard.

The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi.

"Miss, if an adult maybe, he may not have opened his mind yet."

Xin Xing bowed his head and said, in Mo Yuran's eyes, he was sad and buried his head in tears.

Fang Xinghe, hey~

If I had never met Brother Fan, I am afraid that I would have some affection for him, and it would have fulfilled his sincerity.

It's a pity that I like Brother Fan, I like it for so many years, so that liking Brother Fan has become my habit.

Xin Xing was silent, she was also very messed up in her own heart, it was Mo Yuran's father who killed my father, Mo Yuran also sent assassins to assassinate me, Mo Fan still has a mission that I don't know.

Confused, Xin Xing felt that he needed to calm down.

Mo Yuran hadn't seen Xin Xing for several days, and he was scared, Fang Xing wouldn't have looked for a short time because he liked me.

When Mo Fan found Xin Xing, she sat by the river and wept, and a handsome little man cried at the river.

Mo Fan remembered that he had suspected that Fang Xing was still making things difficult for him, and a little guilt rose in his heart.

When I saw him sitting here weeping secretly, I couldn't help but feel compassion.

"What's wrong with you?"

Mo Fan stepped forward and sat down beside him.

When Xin Xing saw Mo Fan coming, he was terrified, and when Mo Fan saw Fang Xing's ghostly expression, he thought that he was still afraid of himself.

A little irritability and a faint sense of loss inevitably rose in his heart, and he said, "I'm just passing by." ”

Xin Xing immediately adjusted his state, wiped away the tears on his face, and said in a soft voice: "Doesn't Lord Fan have a task?" ”

"Well, can't you come out and take a break if you have a mission?"

Mo Fan snorted coldly, thinking in his heart that this kid Fang Xing was driving himself away? Inexplicable irritability. I'm not leaving!

"Oh."

Xin Xing didn't continue to talk to him, just looked at the green mountains in the distance, and his thoughts were different.

Mo Fan saw that Xin Xing didn't speak, and his heart was even more irritable, Fang Xing hated me so much? Don't even want to talk to me?

"Why are you crying? Is someone bullying you? ”

Mo Fan finally couldn't help but speak.

"No, it's just a little homesick, but I don't have a home anymore."

Xin Xing's eyes were sad, a tear quietly crossed him, and his tone was so flat.

Mo Fan's heart hurt a little, he was also an orphan, and he was accepted as a righteous son by the eighth prince, and he trained hard since he was a child.

I didn't expect Fang Xing to be the same as me, a person without a home.