When the plum blossoms are gone, the people are gone

It was night, and Dongfang Yao was lying on the big bed alone. He used to think that this bed was a bit small, and he wanted to discuss with Ming Ye to get a bigger one. It is very big, and the big one is a bit desolate.

Now that the invitations have been sent out, there is no way to look back, and I can only take one step at a time, but for me, the most important thing is to get Ming Ye back.

"Mo...Xu..." Dongfang Yao unconsciously said this name, even he himself didn't know why.

Slowly, slowly, Dongfang Yao's eyelids began to fight, and his consciousness gradually became blurred...

"Brother..." the familiar call.

Dongfang Yao opened his eyes with some difficulty, but the space around him was chaotic and dark, but the voice was very clear.

"Ming Ye?!" Dongfang Yao rarely called Ming Ye's full name.

"What do you want to do?!" Dongfang Yao said angrily, "You come back... okay..."

"Can I come back?" The voice said coldly, "Also, my name is now Mo Xu, Nangong Moxu..."

"Hehe..." Dongfang Yao smiled bitterly, "Yes... Moxu... Nangong Moxu..."

"..." Mo Xu just stood quietly in front of Dongfang Yao, looking at him with complicated eyes.

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When Mo Xu woke up, there was a tear in the corner of his eye. He sat up and found that he was still at the inn during the journey.

"Hehe..." Mo Xu pressed his brows and laughed softly...

How long has it been since I cried?Didn't you tell yourself that you have let go, why are you still crying...

Why did he go back to Nanting this time? Although Nangong Yin Lu kept it from him, didn't he know it very well?

I was controlled by Nangong Yinlu to kill Dongfang Lin. At this time, the courtiers in Nanting will definitely insist on this matter. For Dongfang Yao, his situation at this time must be bad, so solve this dilemma The simplest method is to marry a woman who is also of high status in the South Court, a political marriage... For him, the most suitable candidate is Wen Yuyao, and Wen Yuyao will definitely take the initiative to tell Dongfang Yao about this. In this way, this meeting in Nanting must be to attend their wedding...

"...why is this..." Mo Xu said with a sob.

The night is still so quiet, quiet and desolate, and bitingly cold. Although it is already spring, it is still cold...

In the same night, two people who once loved each other meet again but want to fight each other, how ridiculous and sad it is...

Early the next morning, Mo Xu woke up under Shang Moli's shaking.

"Moxu! We're leaving! Get up!"

"Hmm..." Mo Xu opened his sleepy eyes, feeling a little swollen, "Master... I see, if you are on me again, I probably won't be able to get up." Mo Xu said with a light smile.

"Okay, get up quickly, or Nangong Yinlu will be waiting soon..." Shang Moli was a little embarrassed.

"Father, how long before we can reach Nanting?" Mo Xu asked Nangong Yin Lu.

"It's almost time... Mo'er, you..." Nangong Yin Lu looked worried, "Can you guess what we are going back to Nanting this time?"

"Wedding." Mo Xu seemed to be taken aback, but immediately regained his composure, and said flatly.

"Well, you really know." Nangong Yinlu said, "You really let go?"

"What if I don't let go, can I still learn Nanting?" Mo Xu glanced at Nangong Yinlu.

"Uh... alright, alright, stop discussing such heavy topics, and eat quickly." Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Shang Moli said with a smile.

"Well, I have to go on my way later." Mo Xu said with a smile.

"Alright..." Nangong Yin Lu still couldn't bear to see Mo Xu like this.