Huangluo Kyushu

"Yue, why are you in a daze here?"

As soon as Zichuan Qingcheng came back, he saw his younger brother who was in a daze at the door, and hugged his little limp body, lest his younger brother would freeze in such bleak weather.

"I'm just wondering why my brother hasn't come back yet. Brother Qingcheng, what did brother Mo Lian say to you?"

Facing his younger brother's question, Qingcheng didn't know how to respond.

Zichuan Bingyue, who buried her head in her brother's arms, seemed a little sad, "Brother, am I being too willful?"

At that moment, Zichuan Qingcheng wanted to tell him, Yue, you don't need to blame yourself, you don't need to grow or change, you just need to live under my wings all the time.

However, he couldn't say that.He knew very well in his heart that his younger brother would grow up one day, and even he couldn't take care of this younger brother for the rest of his life.

It's easy to say let go, but it's hard to actually do it. Who can really separate reality from feelings?

Facing the solemn atmosphere, Zichuan Qingcheng seemed to break him intentionally, "Yue, what did the nine princesses tell you?"

With a bright smile, Zichuan Bingyue didn't want to worry her brother, and said briskly, "What can that guy say? It's nothing more than provoking me."

Zichuan Qingcheng gently touched his brother's soft black hair, "I'm very happy, my brother seems to have made a new friend."

"What else do you say, brother?" Zichuan Bingyue frowned dissatisfied, and seemed quite dissatisfied with her brother's words.

"Although he still looks headstrong, he is really a gentle person. You are actually the same." In brother Yu's gentle eyes that can tolerate everything, Zichuan Bingyue thought of Mo Lian's gentle and sad heart at that time. face.

The man said to himself word by word, "You are more self-willed than anyone else, but you are more gentle than anyone else."

Are you more willful than anyone else, but more gentle than anyone else?

Moisture surged in the dark pupils, and it was about to overflow the eyelids.

"Yue, I allow your willfulness."

The soft voice sounded in Zichuan Bingyue's ears, just like the most gentle salvation, which made the stubborn kid's eyes turn red in an instant.

He wanted to say, Brother Qingcheng, thank you, thank you for forgiving all my willfulness.

However, he knew that there was no need for them to say sorry or thank you, because this kind of words would only add to the sadness and make the distance between them drift away.

I used to think that we are a more tacit existence than Gemini, so close that you are me and I am you.

So, I know the perfect answer that I should give you at this time.

"Brother Qingcheng, I love you."

"I love you too."

Clenching her fists tightly, Zichuan Bingyue suppressed the pain in her heart, no matter how heavy the wound was.

Whether it's him or his brother Zichuan Qingcheng, they both understand the way to go in the future.

Zichuan Bingyue knows better than anyone else the world her brother wants and the heavy burden on her.

Even though he always self-willedly says that he is the sword of the empire, the fact that Zichuan Bingyue understands the most but also fears the most is that Zichuan Qingcheng's country and the future of Zichuan Qingcheng need the foil of Zichuan Bingyue, But only Zichuan Bingyue's love is not needed.

He jumped out of his brother's warm embrace, and with an intoxicating smile on his face, he walked into the luxurious and exquisite foreign capital.

Sal was originally sent by the queen to take care of the almost perfect foreign princes, but when she entered the little prince's room, she suddenly heard a suppressed sob.She followed the sound, and by the bright moonlight, she saw the little prince who was almost integrated into the blackness. The child curled up his body, and the crystal tears were falling silently from his obsidian eyes.

She couldn't comfort him with words, because she couldn't speak at all. She walked over and gently hugged the little boy's thin shoulders.

Sal looked at the crystal clear eyes of the little prince. She never knew that a person's eyes could convey so many emotions at the same time, including love, pain, joy, absoluteness, and absoluteness. The ashes-like loneliness behind.

Many years later, when she told her descendants, there were still countless nostalgia and obsession in her old eyes.

"It was like a grand and beautiful dream. In the dream, I met the most beautiful person I have ever seen in my life. He didn't say anything, but the tears gradually stained my clothes. I said softly Coaxing him, it’s like being his biological mother. I feel sadness coming to me again, just like his unstoppable tears, the overwhelming depression covers my mouth and nose, and even breathing hurts.”

"I have never seen that little prince again, but what I will never forget until the day I die is his despair that seems to have exhausted all his emotions, and his doomsday gentleness."

"I remember him smiling at me and it was the most heartbreakingly bright smile I've ever seen."

No matter how deeply he felt in the previous moment, he can always recover in a mean and calm manner in the next second. Excellent self-control has always been one of Zichuan Bingyue's commendable advantages.

So, the next day, facing his elder brother, the little prince had another bright and beautiful face, and there were hardly any shadows on his perfect face.

"Yue, I am very concerned about what you said at that time."

"What does brother Qingcheng want to say?" Zichuan Bingyue asked suspiciously because she was puzzled.

"What exactly do the two heirs mean?"

A mysterious smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and Zichuan Bingyue clung to her brother's body.

"Brother Qingcheng knows that what I can see with my eyes is limited. Although I can't see very clearly, Brother Mo Lian's body does have the power of a king. It can be said that his body has the potential of a king. .”

"Wang Zhili?"

Zichuan Qingcheng said silently for a long while, "If things really go according to that development, then whether it is Xiliang or Mo Xi, the ties between the two countries are inseparable."

Flicking the sleeves lightly, the white veil blocked that stunning face.Although the eyes are out of focus, the agile dance that seems to be given life shows people the charm of the dancer all the time.

Looking at the dancing beauty again, the half-covered purple lotus blooms enchantingly on her fair skin. It is the young master Shanghuang who danced and frightened in the capital city in the past.

"Mo Lian, what are you doing!"

Mu Saren's voice was full of suppressed anger, and the wayward Princess Shaoyang said very dissatisfied, "What do you think this is?"

"And you." Fingers like water lily petals pointed directly at the Xiliang soldiers who were watching the show, "What do you think of my royal family and nobles in Xiliang?"

Although the soldiers who were accused were unwilling, they did not dare to complain in front of Mu Saren, who was quite popular in Xiliang.

"Don't blame them."

Led by a smile, Mo Lian came to Mu Saren, who had almost gotten used to the dark days.Because the suitability of these eyes is not high, Mo Lian is already very satisfied that they can still feel the light when they are back to their current state.

"Don't blame them?"

Because of Mo Lian's remarks, Mu Sa Ren felt even more angry, "Mo Lian, what do you take this for? I don't care who you are, as long as you remember, don't bring your dirty rules to my west. Come up to Liang's territory!"

The merciless reprimand made Mo Lian's handsome face pale, and her smile was obviously dissatisfied with her master being reprimanded innocently, just as she was about to step forward to stand up for Mo Lian, she was stopped by Mo Lian.

Mo Lian had already taken off the veil on her face, revealing her unparalleled beauty.He said softly, "Musa, you misunderstood. Mo Lian knew that his behavior was inappropriate. However, the lives of soldiers are difficult and boring. If they want to watch Mo Lian dance, it's okay."

Mo Lian knew that Xiliang was dissatisfied with her relative from a foreign country from top to bottom. Although her uncle recognized his noble status, no one could treat him as an equal after all.

Therefore, starting from the most basic level of soldiers, Mo Lian hopes to gradually integrate into their lives.

"You!" Princess Shaoyang, who was always domineering, felt even more ashamed when she heard Mo Lian's words.The soldiers who received Mo Lian's assistance were even more grateful to him. The soldiers who were dissatisfied with him and wanted to humiliate him blushed and began to apologize to him.The folk customs in Xiliang are simple and honest, and the soldiers' hearts are extremely simple.After feeling Mo Lian's kindness, he immediately dispelled his hostility towards this outsider.

"Listen to me clearly." Han Xi's gentle voice also broke in, "Mo Lian is my younger brother, the noble King Hanyu of Xiliang. Anyone who disrespects him is disrespecting my royal family. !"

"The King of Hansu! The King of Hansu! The King of Hansu!"

Amidst the louder and louder voices of the soldiers, Mo Lian's smile seemed a little relieved. Now this is the only way to truly integrate into this country.

After that, Mo Lian often came to the barracks with Hanxiao, and most of the time they brought some meals, and occasionally helped the military doctor treat wounded soldiers.

It is such an approachable image that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the soldiers, and everyone respects this beautiful noble boy from the bottom of their hearts.

But there will always be two heretics among the crowd, and the ones who are always hostile to Mo Lian are the two who humiliated him that day.

The two were from Xiliang nobles, so they were different from ordinary soldiers. Because of the stubbornness of the nobles, they hated Princess Xuelian for betraying them back then.Naturally, it was difficult to accept Mo Lian, an outsider who shed the blood of the enemy country.

Mo Lian, who was visiting the soldiers with a smile as usual, unexpectedly heard such a conversation outside the tent.

"What is Princess Xuelian? Our Princess Shaoyang is the real beauty, and that person is nothing but a traitor!"

"That's right, that woman betrayed us in Xiliang, but she didn't get any benefits. It's really ugly to come back with such a half-dead child insane!"

"What are the myths of the Western Regions? Such a woman is not qualified to be called the face of Xiliang!"

"what are you guys saying?"

The two turned their heads in surprise, and saw the young man with a furious face, the young man who never changed his smile, and the killing intent emanating from his body could kill people almost instantly.

The sharp needle pierced the flesh of the two of them, "Always remember, my mother is the most beloved Princess Xuelian in Xiliang, she is the myth of the Western Regions...no one can change it, no one...can change it... ..."

Well, because I like the Qingyue group very much, so there are a little more scenes. In fact, it is just a reference, because they are also brothers, and Qingyue’s feelings are in place, but love is not all in life. This is the helplessness shown here. .In addition, Xiaolian, in fact, he is also a person with a bottom line. He can accept or don't care about other people's misunderstanding of him, but he can't tolerate other people's insults to his mother no matter what.