Huangluo Kyushu

"The beauty of the peach is shining brightly. It is indeed so delicate and beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it, just like you."

The rich and well-dressed young man had a shallow smile, he looked like a flashy and uninhibited young man, and he frivolously picked up a strand of black hair in front of Mo Lian's ear.Mo Lian smiled alluringly, and he gently held the arm that was presumptuously on his body, and his smile became more and more charming.

"Please stop in moderation, young master of the Cui family."

The man in the fancy dress concealed his increasingly surprised expression, "I didn't expect you to see through it at a glance. In this case, what should you do? Do you really not choose to cooperate with us?"

The charming voice echoed in Mo Lian's ears, it was the temptation of the devil.

"It's a pity, I don't have such a wish. Whether it's you or that big man, it's better to get rid of this idea as soon as possible." Smiling, he said polite words that made it impossible to jump out, but between these obedient words But with an unquestionable denial.

"Sometimes it's really elusive, whether it's you or that person. It's such an unexpected existence. Because it's the expectation that everyone is looking forward to, is it superior to others? Such thinking is too arrogant." The man in Chinese clothes smiled softly but with a condensed edge.

Mo Lian just forgot about him, and then said, "Your words are too arbitrary, no matter if it's me or that person, we never care about those superficial things. How beautiful and glamorous is the halo under the eyes of everyone? That’s just your one-sided statement. I said that I have no intention of participating in your struggle, isn’t my intention expressed clearly enough?”

The moment he turned around and wanted to leave, he was pulled by the long hem of his clothes. The moment he looked back, he saw the almost lonely face of the man, "The two are really exactly the same, they are indeed damn arrogant. Don't you Do you really not want revenge? Did they just admit it silently for what they did to you and your mother? Are you really not afraid of the cold heart of your dead mother?"

Mo Lian was silent, and he raised his head after a long time, and responded in a low voice, "What does it matter? My father and mother are both dead, and I don't want to pursue the past no matter what happened. My mother chose The moment I gave birth to me meant that for her my life was above all else, she just wanted me to live. And me, I just wanted to see how far that man could go, and that was my purpose That's all."

"It's really irresponsible. In fact, it's just weakness. Let yourself be by that man's side, even if it's such a shameless one, you have to stay by his side. Are you worthy of him? Even if you don't think about it Haven't you ever thought about revenge for him?"

The man's voice can be said to be hoarse at the moment, abandoning the handsome and elegant appearance, but the inside is nothing more than that.

Mo Lian lightly shook off the hand that was holding her sleeve, and stared at him coldly without the slightest emotion. His brows were flat and straight, and his thin lips were tightly twisted, giving people a sense of pressure that was too sharp , "There is no need to do unnecessary things anymore, I will not turn against the Cui family. In other words, this is my revenge, so I will lead everything, and anyone who hinders me will die."

Gracefully left Cui Yunfeng with a handsome and excessive back, the little son of the Cui family who regarded him as a treasure finally heaved a sigh of relief and laughed, "You really deserve to be the one you taught, what kind of revenge is it? I'm looking forward to it."

Just walked out of Cui's house, which was full of people, and welcomed the heroic and elegant Eighth Prince.It's been a long time since I said it honestly, but the person Mo Lian can't figure out the most is the Eighth Prince who seems to be more gentle and approachable than anyone else.

Of course, what he hates the most is this man who always wears a gentle mask, but secretly plans and arranges everything in an orderly manner.

What is he doing in front of him now?Aren't you afraid that you will kill him on impulse?

In fact, this is just Mo Lian's momentary thought. I have said before that Mo Yixiao is a man who is so unpredictable to him now. He has planned for many years but gave up his dream of being an emperor. Why? ?Was the throne that was obtained by stepping on that person's corpse stopped now because of the death of the brains?

What is such a willful and unreasonable approach?What is that person's sacrifice?

The members of Mo Xi's royal family are indeed a bunch of out-and-out lunatics...

"With a murderous expression on your face, it's really rare to see you like this, why do you really want to kill me?" The gentle voice and soft smile make people feel like bathing in the spring breeze.

Mo Yixiao's gentle temperament, coupled with an unrivaled family background and appearance, the generous conditions are enough to become the hottest role among girls.Compared to Mo Han, the idol of girls in Beijing, Mo Yixiao like this gets the most support from those high-ranking officials. They always fawn on this powerful Eighth Prince, and they always want to sacrifice their daughters and get something .

"It's still so easy to be seen through by others, and the time with that person is not too short. Why is it still so naive?"

The icy blade suddenly lay across Mo Yixiao's neck, and Mo Lian raised her icy cheeks and gritted her teeth and asked word by word, "What qualifications do you have to bring up Luan now? Mo, Yi, Xiao !"

Almost wished to kill him immediately, never had such burning hatred, so deep that it almost burned the whole heart.

Mo Yixiao didn't move, even the gentle smile on his face didn't change a bit.His voice was as gentle as a sympathetic whisper, "Who do you think is the person who stayed with Li Luo the longest?"

Responding to him softly, the next moment, he avoided the icy blade on his neck as fast as lightning.

The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile without good intentions, "15 years! It has been 15 years since he was rescued by me when he was rescued by me! That family partner has been by my side for so long and almost wiped out Mrs. Jin Yan All the impressions left on me. He always satirizes my gentle fake face with sarcasm, saying that I am deceiving myself with the gentle seeds bestowed by Mrs. Jin Yan. I didn’t understand it before... But Now……"

Taking a deep breath, Mo Yixiao's face was tired like never before.The Eighth Prince, who has always been gentle and gentle, is now like a child who has lost his way and is at a loss, but the person who followed him closely in the past and looked for him to go home never came back...

"I know I don't have the qualifications, but I didn't realize how naive I was until the moment I got what I wanted. What did I lose for this unnecessary thing, be it Li Luo or brother... In the end there was nothing left…”

A fist hit Mo Yixiao's face fiercely, Mo Lian couldn't restrain his violent mood anymore, and roared, "What is this? What is it if you do this? Mo Yixiao, anyone can do it." Regret! But only you can’t do it!!”

15 years?Now you tell me again what you have spent such a long time for?

Mo Yixiao, you can't regret it, once you deny it, what is the sacrifice of Xuan Luan?

"You're right. Anyone can regret it, but I can't. Because I'm not qualified to do so. Willfulness is too much of a luxury. There will never be someone who tolerates me like that again."

Like a sigh in a soft voice, Mo Yixiao stared at Mo Lian quietly, and said softly, "I know why he likes you so much, those eyes are really exactly the same as the pure white and innocent young master from home back then. Even if it is The same goes for me, I never regarded you as the shadow of Mrs. Jinyan, because I can't find the color of Mrs. Jinyan in your eyes..."

"It's late, don't you think it's too late to say this now? Mo Yixiao, I never knew you were so naive." Mo Lian sneered and looked at the Eighth Prince who looked like a defeated rooster.

His smile was somewhat disdainful and haughty, and his blood-red robe made him even more difficult to get close to, as if the beauty who covered the capital was still dazzled.

"Mo Yixiao, you have no right to retreat. But me, I will end all of this..."

The young man's smile rippled, a gloomy and seductive charm.

"Mo Yixiao, I will let you watch the fall of this decadent dynasty..." The young man smiled enchantingly, and his soft tone carried a bit of unknown ruthlessness.

"This is my punishment..." Mo Yixiao smiled wryly, "Do you want to enjoy endless loneliness?"

I am not entitled to see him, this is his punishment for me.

I am the king and he is the minister.I want loyalty, and he gives me loyalty.I want everything about him, but I don't want that heart...

But it was planned early in the morning, so what right do I have to be sad?

By chance, he remembered the innocent young man back then. The young man's voice was clear and he was thinking, "What is there in the end? There are plums in the tree. A gentleman is as good as he is, brocade clothes and fox fur. His face is like Wodan, and his king is also..."

What is there in Zhongnan?There are plums.

The gentleman is the last, brocade clothes and fox fur.

His face is like Wodan, so is his king.

What is there in Zhongnan?There is Ji Youtang.

A gentleman ends up wearing clothes and embroidering clothes.

Peiyu will be a general, and he will never forget his life test.

"Yan is like Wodan, so is his king."

Whispering softly, the usually gentle Eighth Prince turned and fled in embarrassment. His figure was exhausted and desolate like never before.On the second day, the Eighth Prince, who had power all over the court, left the Moxi Dynasty, away from the darkness and the absolute royal power that he had already obtained, and exiled himself in the misty countryside...

There was a cold light on Mo Lian's face, he shook his head angrily, Mo Yixiao, is this your choice?

Sure enough, I should have killed you at that time.

Although Mo Lian lived in Prince Gong's mansion during this time, he was determined to fight against Mo Han, leaving early and returning late all day long, having fun with those high-ranking officials.

He will no longer obey Mo Han's orders, like a wild horse running wild, there is nothing that can restrain him anymore.

After the conversation broke down again, Mo Han's cold eyes met Mo Lian's blue phoenix eyes which also contained no trace of emotion.The once tender and deep affection has long been frozen in a sea of ​​blood and can no longer be found.

"It's disgusting, showing off your cheap charm to seduce men, don't you feel dirty? Or is it that you have always been a lowly embryo."

"So what?" Mo Lian blinked, and asked him indifferently, "Mo Han, don't interfere with me."

"Who do you think you are?" The sharp eyes pierced Mo Lian's heart, but the words he said were enough to shatter the bloody heart even more, "Young Master Shanghuang who crowns Jinghua? Stop joking! The whole world knows you She's just a whore!"

Mo Lian's originally cold face turned pale for a moment, and his petal-like lips were pale to an unbelievable degree, but in just a snap of his fingers, he returned to his usual coquettishness, full of amorous feelings Smiling lightly.

"I told you, don't get in my way!"

The blade quickly protruded from the sleeve, and it was placed on the man's face in an instant. Mo Han turned back and held Mo Lian's wrist, chuckling disdainfully.

"Mo Lian, you can't kill me." The 'Master Ice', who was well-known in the world, had a bit of disdain on his face, but still had that haughty expression.

Mo Lian smiled, his smile was as faint as that innocent boy who was pure white and innocent back then.

"You are wrong, Mo Han, there is nothing I can't lose, I already have nothing, you lost..."

You will never have nothing, because you stubbornly protect the treasure that you hold tightly in your palm, but I am not. There is nothing in this world that can restrain me.

The spring sun is still shining brightly, and it is very warm and comfortable when it hits the body warmly.In a daze, Mo Han felt that this was the case many years ago.At that time, the afternoon sun was bright and bright, and the boy's soft smile was gentle and harmless, so innocent that people couldn't bear to be affected by it, but where did that innocent boy go?

For a moment, Mo Han felt that he would never see that cowardly and meek boy again...

In those inadvertent moments, what did he lose?