Legend of the Tang Dynasty

They obviously walked together, but at some point Chen Keming separated from them. Bian Zechuan looked around and said, "Where is Keming? Why did he disappear in a blink of an eye?"

Su Qing smiled and said: "He looks like he's gone, but he definitely doesn't know which corner he's staring at."

"Isn't it?" Bian Zechuan said with a stiff smile

"I don't know what's going on with them. If it's really like what Su Qing said, I'm afraid Qiu Ming really cares about it." Shen Yin said

And this Cuiyan girl has already come to the Demon Suppression Division, in order to deceive others, she wears a light veil and a plain dress, which is quite different from Pingkang's first sight.

Could it be too late to see her coming, got up and said: "Miss Cuiyan, long time no see."

Cuiyan first raised her hand to her ear, took off the veil lightly with two fingers, then saluted and said, "Cuiyan has seen you, young master."

"Excuse me, girl, please sit down."

Cui Yan nodded and sat in the next seat, she could not wait to sit next to her and said: "Miss, come here today, what's your business?"

"Speaking of which...Young Master hasn't been to Pingkangfang for a long time." Cui Yan lowered her head and said with a smile

"Oh, yes, I'm busy with business, so I can't take care of it." Mo Buwan responded with a smile, and when he saw Cui Yan's shy and smiling face, he teased again and said

"What? Miss me?"

Although it's not ear-to-ear, but such a clear but intentionally low voice made Cuiyan's face flushed when she heard it, she held the silk handkerchief in her hands tightly with both hands, lowered her head and said

"Sir, if you don't come...of course you want to."

Hearing this sentence of swallows and warblers, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "I'll just go someday, and I'm going to trouble you to make this trip."

Cui Yan looked at Mo Buwan and asked: "Tonight, young master... can we go to get together?"

Before Mo Buwan could answer, a loud voice came from the door: "He can't go."

The two of them followed suit and said, "Qi Ming, why are you back?"

Chen Yuming just glanced at him, then glanced at Cuiyan, and said in an icy tone: "I went to Pingkang to deal with the case, the girl thought how much time we have to waste in those vulgar songs on the song?"

Naturally, Cui Yan did not dare to contradict him, she lowered her head and said submissively: "Yes, such petty tricks of the concubine will not be able to catch the ears of the adults... It's just that tonight is the first time for the concubine to be elected as the leader, so I hope Mr. Pei can. ..able..."

There is an aura of "shut up" everywhere on Chen Yuming's body, what he just said not only exhausted Chen Yuming's coldness, but also didn't save Cuiyan any face.

"Although he is usually simple and arrogant, he is by no means a person who deliberately makes others unable to step down. What's wrong..."

Could it be that later he pursed his lips and said, "Qi Ming, Miss Cuiyan can play the pipa well, why don't we go and listen to it together?"

Chen Yuming glared at Mo Buwan and said, "Don't you remember what you are going to do tonight?"

Chen Yuming's eyes, which were as dark as ink, were usually pretty, but now he looked at them and shuddered, and when he woke up, he remembered Mo Wangsheng's telling him to go back to Chen's residence at night.

Mo Buwan apologized and said with a smile: "Girl, I do have something important tonight, I'm afraid I won't be able to go, but I will definitely join you sometime."

After hearing this, Cuiyan's expression became desolate, but she still smiled softly and said: "Young master's business is important, and Cuiyan will be satisfied to see you today."

Mo Buwan smiled and gestured, Cui Yan bowed her body and said: "The concubine will not disturb the two adults."

Cuiyan took a few steps towards the door, and after a moment's delay, she turned around and said, "The concubine has prepared the best Huanggui thick wine in Biliu Runian, so I just wait for the young master."

Chen Ximing sent her away, and she had already lost most of her anger, but before Cuiyan left, she still didn't forget to look back at each other, so she suddenly became angry. Although she didn't know why, she instinctively grabbed Chen Ximing who was about to explode, and said: " That Cuiyan, I understand, you go first..."

Naturally, Cui Yan didn't dare to stay any longer, she had just left before she asked, "Qi Ming, you were just..."

Chen Yuming pulled his arm out of Mo Buwan's hand and said, "What good will it do you if you don't associate with these prostitutes in the future?"

"Isn't this...she found it herself..."

"You don't provoke others, why did they keep pestering you?"

Mo Buwan was speechless when he asked this question, not because it was irrefutable, but because Mo Buwan really didn't know why, he looked at Chen Yuming and said softly

"Okay, I know you don't like these people coming to the door, and you will never let them come in the future."

Seeing that he didn't know why he was angry at all, Chen Yuming wanted to explain but felt a stick in his throat, so he said secretly: "Okay, it's good that you know!"

Looking at the back of Chen Yuming's stern robe, Mo Buwan complained in his heart: "Chen Yuming doesn't say anything, I always guess like this, so I can't guess right!"

Chen Yuming walked to the back garden in a rage, and saw Bian Zechuan tuning the piano in a water pavilion and walked over. Even though Chen Yuming was still indifferent, Bian Zechuan still felt the ups and downs in his heart, and he smiled lightly After a while, he continued to tune the piano.

After Chen Yuming sat down and looked at the pond under the pavilion, a few irregular voiceless sounds appeared in his ears from time to time. After a while, Bian Zechuan lightly brushed the strings and said, "Why don't you listen to a Qingxin song?"

Chen Yuming shook his head and said, "It's okay, it's not bad to listen to you tune the piano."

Bian Zechuan smiled and said: "Let's talk about it. I'm too embarrassed to talk to them. I don't need to worry too much."

Chen Yuming turned around and said, "It's nothing, it's just annoying."

Bian Zechuan looked at Chen Yuming's duplicity, and still smiled slightly: "Although I don't understand empathy, do you really want me to expose things like guessing people's hearts?"

Chen Yuming looked at him, sighed softly and said, "You know everything?"

"Is it too late for you to really like it?" Bian Zechuan asked further in a low voice

There seemed to be a lot of melancholy on Chen Yuming's face and he said: "I don't know, this... shouldn't be..."

"How can I know things that you don't know yourself? Ming, you still need to ask your own heart, lest... lest it be misunderstood."

"Misunderstanding? I can't misunderstand him by looking at him." Chen Yuming glanced at him with lowered eyebrows as he spoke.

Bian Zechuan asked with a smile: "What do you say? Could it be that she really left with that girl from Pingkangfang?"

"Hmph, he does."

"The girl came to the door in person, isn't there anything serious?"

"I just said that I want to invite him to Pingkang tonight, that tonight is the first performance of her being selected as the oiran, but I just want money to support her." Chen Yuming said coldly

Bian Zechuan paused for two seconds after hearing this, and then burst out laughing a few times, Chen Yuming was taken aback by his laugh and asked, "What's wrong?"

Bian Zechuan gradually suppressed his smile, shook his head and said, "Qi Ming, do you know that this is the first night of Pingkang's previous oiran, you can choose your own benefactor?"

"Benefactor?" Chen Yuming didn't realize what it meant for a while, and then looked at Bian Zechuan's deep smile, his pupils dilated, his mouth was tongue-tied, and he slapped the pavilion railing on his side with one hand to make a crack.

"What! This prostitute...how dare she openly seduce her in broad daylight!"

Seeing that he was really angry, Bian Zechuan stopped his smile, put his hands on the piano and said, "You should listen to this pure heart song."

When night fell, Mobuwan couldn't delay any longer. After he returned to the Chen Mansion alone, the maid who had been taking care of him came over and said, "Master, you are back."

"Ah, where is my father?" Mo Buwan asked

"Mo Huyuan is waiting for you in the room, you can go there quickly."

Mo Wuwan nodded and walked towards Mo Wangsheng's room. When he came to the gate of the courtyard, Mo Wuwan remembered the scene of being shot on the first day after his rebirth.

It's no wonder, since that time, he has moved to the Demon Hunt Division, and he hasn't come back even once in the past two months.

Before he opened the door, he heard a voice behind him: "I'm back."

Could it be too late to look back, Mo Wangsheng was standing in the courtyard with his hands behind his back, he turned around and said cautiously: "Yes."

Mo Wangsheng paused to look at him and said, "Come with me for a walk."

After Mo Buwan nodded in response, he followed Mo Wangsheng down the corridor in the back garden. It was the first time Mo Buwan was alone with his father, and besides being nervous, he was more worried about showing timidity.

However, Mo Wangsheng seemed much calmer. He has always been a man of few words. He seemed to have thought about it for a long time, but in the end he went straight to the point.

"You and Qi Ming, have you really thought about it?"

"Ah?" Mo Buwan didn't expect Mo Wangsheng to ask this directly, and said with embarrassment: "We both have nothing, but I fell asleep in his room by mistake after getting drunk last night."

Mo Wangsheng glanced at him and said, "If you don't like him, and you don't have the same things as before, even if you sleep together every day, no one will say anything."

"Do you like it..." Mo Buwan whispered

"How can you deny what happened during his wedding?"

This long-lost farce has always been the only irrefutable thing for Mo Buwan. After hearing this, he could only be embarrassed and silent. After Mo Wangsheng sighed softly, instead of scolding as usual, he said something that made Mo Buwan dumbfounded. if.

"You're not him, are you?"

Being exposed in such a sudden situation, no matter how thick-skinned and deceitful Mo Buwan is, he will always be evasive. Seeing the dodge of Mo Buwan's eyes, Mo Wangsheng looked at the first quarter moon in the sky and said

"Knowledge is better than father, I know very well whether you are him or not."

The shadow of the moon and the lights reflected on Mo Wangsheng's side face. Mo Wuwan never thought that this father would have such a downcast expression. He put down his guard and said softly

"I'm really not him. On the day of Xiong Ming's wedding, although Mobuwan drugged him and tied him to his room, he also knew that he could not be with Chen Yuming no matter what, so... Wan himself took poison."

Everything seemed to be as Mo Wangsheng had imagined, he was used to seeing the difference between ghosts and ghosts, and he could naturally accept these things that seemed miraculous to outsiders, but the only thing he didn't want to accept was that his own flesh and blood had disappeared.

Could it be too late to watch Mo Wangsheng take a few deep breaths, he calmed down his turbulent heart, and said with a deep expression: "So you died on that day too, right?"

Mo Buwan nodded heavily and said: "Yes, when I wake up again, I have already been reborn on Mo Buwan."

"Then your parents must be very sad too."

Mo Wuwan looked at Mo Wangsheng who said this, but there were so many sorrows on such a serious face, Mo Wuwan suddenly felt a kind of admiration that he had never had before and said

"I have...never had parents..."

Mo Wangsheng looked at the child he was familiar with but the most unfamiliar, and said in a deep and gentle tone: "Then you...how did you grow up?"

"When I was young, I was picked up by an old man who practiced medicine in the black market. I grew up in the black market, but he didn't let me call him dad, saying that he would have feelings for me if he called him dad, so he just let me call him master."

Could it be too late to recall that time, looked from a distance and smiled and said: "Thinking about it now, those days were the most relaxing and happy, but the good times didn't last long, he died of illness a few years later, and I have been haunting ghosts ever since. City life."

Mo Wangsheng's always majestic eyes were mixed with a little pity: "You must have suffered a lot."

Mo Buwan smiled freely and said, "I'm used to both the good and the bad."

"I just found out that it was not too late for you. I couldn't accept why my son died, but then I thought about it. His life was ended by his own choice, and God chose to let you be reborn on him. It’s something I couldn’t ask for in several lifetimes.” Mo Wangsheng said calmly

"Qi Ming told me before that you seem to be strict, but you love your son very much. In fact, it is my good fortune to be reborn. Only after being reborn in Mobuwan can I have a father, have so many friends, and be able to do good things." What I firmly believe in and what I can pay for, all these are things I can't ask for." Mo Buwan bowed his head and said

Mo Wangsheng looked at Mo Buwan in front of him and said, "So are you still willing to be my son?"

Mo Buwan hesitated and said, "I thought...you didn't want to."

"Not too late in the past, you were always submissive, not half like me, now..." Mo Wangsheng sighed with a smile: "Your boy is unrestrained, and although he is not like me in temperament, but fortunately, he has a little bit of courage. The appearance of the Mo family, God gave me such a son, should I go back?"

Mo Buwan heard Mo Wangsheng joke for the first time, and suddenly relaxed and said: "Even if you want to retire, there is nowhere to retreat."

The father and son laughed together, and then Mo Wangsheng looked at him and said, "You haven't called me since you were reborn, but it's okay, let's talk about it when you get used to it."

Maybe it's not that he doesn't want to be called, but that he has never really had a father when he grows up, so naturally he never called him by this name, Mo Wangsheng patted him on the shoulder and said, "I'll go back first, and it will be the same as usual in the future. "

Mo Buwan responded with a slight smile, and when Mo Wangsheng turned around and walked a few steps, Mo Buwan suddenly said:

"father!"

Mo Wangsheng was stunned for a moment. He thought he would never hear the words again, but suddenly he heard Mobuwan say: "You... rest early."

Mo Wangsheng held back his tears all night and still did not shed, he nodded and said, "Okay."

Maybe he returned to his own room later. This was the truth that Mo Wangsheng least wanted to find out, but now it seemed that he felt the most relaxed. It was already halfway through the night, so he went to bed after getting ready to change clothes. He opened the closet, hung up Among the few clothes she was wearing, there was one that caught Mo Buwan's eyes.

He looked at the black and blue cloud brocade robe with brocade and white patterns, it was clearly the one he wanted to buy by borrowing 50 taels of silver from Chen Yuming earlier!At that time, Chen Yuming didn't even want to talk to him, but behind turning his head and leaving, he actually bought all these clothes for himself.

Mo Wuwan brushed the icy brocade clothes with his fingers, and suddenly remembered something, his eyes drooped slightly: "When I was trying on the official uniform, I asked you how you knew my stature, and you said you didn't know, but I knew it then..."

All of a sudden, accompanied by the shaking of the candle, Mo Wuwan looked at the robe and said softly: "Chen Yuming, since when did you treat me well? Don't you hate me? At that time ...Shouldn't you hate me? Or, since when did you treat him well? "