Huangluo Kyushu

"Shanghuang." Mo Yixiao's voice was a little trembling, the originally stiff atmosphere dissipated, and he retreated silently.

Doubt flashed across Shanghuang's green eyes, in fact, Shanghuang was very surprised when he first saw Mo Yixiao, because Mo Yixiao looked at him with strange eyes, as if he was looking at someone through him.

The strange feeling of the present is becoming clearer, and the truth that was obscured in the past is becoming clearer.

Sure enough, Shanghuang saw the man with gentle eyes take off his disguise mask, and he called, "Mrs. Jinyan..."

Mrs. Jinyan? !

The name in Mo Yixiao's mouth exploded in Shanghuang's ears like thunder.How come Shanghuang, who has lived in Prince Gong's mansion for many years, has not heard of this beautiful Mrs. Jinyan?But no one has ever told him that Mrs. Jinyan has anything to do with him, not even that Wei Yu who has been taking care of him growing up...

However, he thought of his own strange pupil color, and the alien boy who was very similar to him.The things that have happened recently are all strung together to form a clear clue, and the truth becomes clearer after peeling off layers of fog.

Seeing Shanghuang's shocked expression, Mo Yixiao knew that Shanghuang might have understood the matter in general.

The corner of Mo Yixiao's mouth curled into a wry smile, "I finally found you, Mo Lian..."

Hearing the long-lost name, Shanghuang suddenly felt like a lifetime away.Long hair hung down to cover a pretty face.

At that moment, all the conjectures almost became facts, only Shang Huang who still didn't give up, he asked foolishly, "My lord, please tell Shang Huang, my life experience..."

Mo Yixiao smiled bitterly, "Mo Lian, you are so smart. Do you still need me to tell you these things?"

Those gentle phoenix eyes still interpreted his affection, and the noble and incomparable Eighth Prince's voice was lonely, "I never thought that Aunt Thirteen would hide you so well. Even I didn't find out..."

Following this whisper, the corner of Mo Yixiao's mouth curled up into a smile of any meaning, "The Khan from the Western Regions also came to you these days, didn't he say anything to you?"

Shanghuang was stunned, and immediately thought of that noble king of Xiliang, and the cold and fiery eyes at that time.

"Shanghuang, I will redeem you, come back to Xiliang with me."

"Shanghuang, don't you want to know your own life experience, don't you want to see your mother's home country?"

"Shanghuang, you must never fall in love with that man, remember you can't!"

Looking at Shang Huang's increasingly gloomy eyes, Mo Yixiao smiled sadly, "I think you have a very good relationship with the prince of the Western Regions, it's no wonder he is your cousin after all... It's nothing more than that you are so similar , they are one of the few blood relatives of yours..."

The sudden reversal of his life experience made Shang Huang feel a little overwhelmed. He bit his pink lips tightly, his voice was no longer clear, and there was a kind of hoarseness that he tried to suppress, "My mother, she..."

"Ice is like Ranran, soft like Jin Yan. This is the admiration for the appearance of Aunt Ranran and Mrs. Jinyan that people in the city of Shangjing have passed on for many years. In the past, Mo Jinyan was hailed as the number one beauty in the Western Regions. But everyone has overlooked a problem, Princess Xuelian of the Western Regions has always been known for her unparalleled looks, how could anyone be so much more beautiful than her?"

"Princess Xuelian?" Shanghuang's green eyes widened. The rumored Princess Xuelian with peerless beauty turned out to be, was it his mother?

Everything exploded in Shanghuang's mind like a thunderbolt, so the young prince is, isn't he, his elder brother...

Looking at Shanghuang's paler cheeks, Mo Yixiao, who knew what was on his mind, patted Shanghuang's head reassuringly, "Actually, you and Xiaohan are not related by blood. Because you are not the thirteenth emperor's uncle." My dear son..."

"Mo Lian was born with different eyes. It's not accidental. The envoy of the Western Regions and Mrs. Jinyan were very good. It once aroused people's criticism, until your birth..."

In the future, there is no need for Mo Yixiao to say any more, Shang Huang nodded clearly, her face was still pale without a trace of blood.

Is that so?

Is it true?

It is also because of this that that man is so contemptuous of him...

Looking at the dejected Shang Huang, Mo Yixiao sighed and walked out. Although she was reluctant to give up, Mo Yixiao finally understood that there were some things that Shang Huang had to solve by herself.

Shang Huang never thought that the belated truth turned out to be like this, no wonder that when the Eighth Prince came to visit, Wei Yu always told herself not to go out.

Is it because you are afraid of being seen?See this face that resembles Mrs. Jin Yan?

I don't know how long it took, when the last gleam of afterglow was submerged, Shanghuang finally withdrew her flying thoughts, straightened her already stiff body, and finally found the focus of her pair of blue phoenix eyes.

On the other hand, Mo Han who just came to Yicui Tower was stopped by Mo Yixiao.The gentle man smiled, "Xiaohan, you come to see our precious Shanghuang every day, don't you have your eyes on him?"

Mo Han's black phoenix eyes flashed a little puzzled, although Mo Yixiao in front of him still had a smile in his eyes, but he could feel that the Eighth Emperor Brother in front of him was very angry.He, who has always been ignorant of scheming, faintly felt that the root of his brother Mo Yixiao's anger came from that blue-eyed boy...

"Brother Huang, I like Shanghuang, and I want to redeem myself for Shanghuang."

Although he didn't know what Mo Yixiao was thinking, Mo Han still expressed his thoughts frankly.

"Sure enough, I fell in love with my baby, Shanghuang, who is also our Shanghuang, but Liaoran's treasure and I are naturally lovable. However, Shanghuang is different to Xiaohan, after all, he and the one named Mo Lian My youth has a lot of karma..."

Sure enough, seeing Mo Han's complexion changed drastically, Mo Yi smiled gently, "Xiaohan, it's fine for Aunt Thirteen Emperors to keep it from me, but even you are keeping it from me. Why don't you let me know? Anyway, Mo Lian is meaningless to you, isn't it? But it doesn't matter how you say it now, after all, I have already got him, Mo Lian, he is my Lord Shanghuang from Yicui Tower."

"Brother Huang, I won't let you know. Because I can't forget, he is that woman's child! His existence is a humiliation to Moxi's royal family!"

Mo Han's sudden chill pierced into Mo Yixiao's chest.

Mo Yixiao's smile became more pure, "Xiaohan, don't you like him? Since you like him, why do you hate him so much?"

"Xiao Han, what exactly do you want to do?"

"Brother Huang, I said I want Shanghuang, and I want him!" Mo Han's eyes were full of inexplicable stubbornness.

"Why? Because he is Shanghuang? Because he is my number one dancer? Xiaohan, the one I like is obviously Muge..."

As if being stabbed in the mind, the chill in Mo Han's eyes was even worse.

"Xiao Han, I would like to advise you as an elder brother, you'd better find out the truth about Xiliang Khan's return to China."

Looking at Mo Yixiao's figure drifting away, Mo Han's eyes flashed with doubts. Mo Yixiao's hint is enough to prove that the return of Xiliang Khan is inextricably linked with Mo Lian's life experience.

As soon as Mo Han entered the Wutong residence, he found no familiar figure in the room. He asked the little boy and found out that Shanghuang was still living in a remote place.

As Xiao Tong came to Biju and saw that familiar figure, Mo Han felt an uncontrollable sense of relief.

Shang Huang's appearance was still a little dull, obviously he hadn't completely escaped from the state of surprise just now, Mo Han, who saw Shang Huang's cute appearance for the first time, had a soft arc on the corner of his mouth.

"Mo Lian..."

He murmured that person's name softly, as if to wake up the beauty who was still intoxicated.

Hearing Mo Han's call, Shanghuang's body trembled uncontrollably...

Mo Han, Mo Han...

"My lord, what exactly do you want Shanghuang to do? What can Shanghuang do for you?"

This was the first time that Shanghuang's green eyes looked at Mo Han fearlessly, and he called him the young prince.At that moment, Mo Han seemed to have traveled through the corridors of the years and returned to the beautiful Prince Gong's Mansion.

It was as if the young man in front of him was still the shy young man who grew up in the palace, instead of the red-songing and smiling Young Master Shanghuang, as if there had never been those betrayals and hurts between them...

"Mo Lian, let's go home."

No longer as stubborn as before, Mo Lian, I want you.

Just such a faint sentence, Mo Lian, let's go home.

Just let that indifferent young man take off the mask he has been wearing all this time, home?Does he still have a home?

The pain and grievances that had been hidden in his heart were exposed to Mo Han without reservation at this time.

Tears burst out of the green eyes, Mo Han embraced the young man's thin arms, and he whispered softly in the young man's ear, "Go home, Mo Lian, let's go home together."

The crying teenager nodded heavily in his arms.

So what about the fetters of life experience?So what if it is used?

All he wanted was that piece of warmth...

When Shanghuang came to the Yicui Pavilion in the chaos, she was a peerless beauty, and her charming eyes were so clear that they could see through everything.

He just looked at Shanghuang with reddish eyes, and sighed softly, "Huang'er, have you made up your mind?"

Shang Huang looked at Lian Ran who had been taking care of him, and couldn't stop the tears welling up.He shook his head and said, "I've made up my mind, I will go back and go back with him."

"Huang'er, you will regret it, you will definitely regret it."

A gentle sentence of emotion, faint sadness, endless melancholy.

Shang Huang opened those beautiful blue eyes, quietly looking at Xuan Ran, "Liang Ran, have you ever regretted it?"

However, Xuan Lun didn't answer, just asked with a faint smile, "Huang'er, what exactly do you want?"

It was such a simple sentence, but it stopped Shanghuang from asking.

The corners of the beautiful woman's lips curled up slightly, "Huang'er, there are as many beauties in this Yicui building as crucian carp crossing the river. Even though your appearance is indeed rare, but when you first entered the building, you knew nothing, and there was nothing remarkable about it." Mo Yixiao and I are only interested in your fearless spirit. I have never seen a person practice dance so desperately. People in the building say that you are clinging to the rich and powerful, that you You regard wealth as your life. But now you have your name and money, but you are still not happy, so I don’t understand, Huang’er, what do you want?”

Shanghuang lowered his head and sighed, now he is indeed famous and not short of money, if you take out the word Shanghuang, anyone will give him three points because of Mo Yixiao.But what he wants is not these.

He is famous, but these false names only make his life in Yicuilou easier, so that no one cares about his miserable death; he is rich, and if Mr. Shanghuang dances at will, he will provoke those dudes to spend a lot of money.

What does he want?

He wants a care.

What Shanghuang wants is that people care about themselves, and regard themselves as the most cherished person.When he was hungry, someone brought him delicious meals; when he was cold, someone opened his arms for him; when he was angry, someone coaxed him softly; when he was sick, someone worried about him anxiously.What Shanghuang wants is just such a person who can sincerely pay for him, to fill his heart that lacks love.Money, fame and fortune can't be given to him, but this kind of care and pampering can be given to him.

"All I want is for that person to treat me like Princess Muge."

That's right, whether it's the young Mo Lian or the current Shanghuang, all they want is that kind of tenderness and that kind of care.

Liaoluan stroked Shanghuang's head and sighed secretly, "Huang'er, you are not me, and you will not understand why I don't regret it. You are not Liu Muge, who can get that person's warmth without any effort "You, Huang'er, are just a stupid kid who doesn't look back after bumping into the south wall."

Gently rubbing Shanghuang's jet-black hair, Liaolu looked at him with some distress, his silly Huanger, what he wanted was always so simple, and he didn't know if that person could fulfill his wish .

Before leaving with Mo Han, Shanghuang came to the post where Han Xi lived.When seeing Shang Huang, Han Xi's expression was beyond sad.

"Shanghuang, you..."

Shang Huang smiled slightly, that face that was very similar to Han Xi was shining with a light that Han Xi had never seen before.

"Call me Mo Lian, now there is no more Shanghuang in this world..."

"Mo Lian..."

Calling Shanghuang's name jerky, Han Xi shook his head, "Mo Lian? Whose family is Mo Lian? Shanghuang, you are Shanghuang, you are obviously Shanghuang!!"

Mo Lian smiled, looking bitter, "Han Xi, why did you deceive yourself so much?"

"Then you came here this time to bid farewell to me?" Han Xi's face gradually emerged, a coldness Mo Lian had never seen before.

"Sorry……"

Mo Lian lowered her head, not daring to look at this young man who was very similar to her, or maybe it was because she felt guilty about abandoning her blood relatives...

Seeing Mo Lian like this, Han Xi's original anger disappeared, and he smiled softly and teased Mo Lian, "You...you are eaten to death because of this."

Gentle ripples flashed across Hanxi's green eyes, "But, I will protect you, I will definitely protect you, no matter you are Shanghuang or Mo Lian."

"Han Xi, thank you..."

"That's right." Han Xi took out a few things from his pocket and handed them to Mo Lian, "These things are all from the medical saints of the Western Regions."

product, I think you can use it naturally. "

"And this..." Hanxi took out a small bottle from his sleeve. The white porcelain bottle contained a transparent liquid, which seemed to be more transparent than water. "This is our Xiliang's divine water, which is big enough to bring the dead back to life." , so small that it has the effect of rejuvenating the skin. But..." He stretched out his voice, and Han Xi looked a little mysterious.

"This thing is not a last resort, you'd better not use it lightly..." When he said this, a blush flashed across Han Xi's fair face.

"Well, I see, thank you Han Xi." Mo Lian looked at Han Xi and smiled softly.

Thank you, Han Xi.Thank you, brother.

When the news came that Shanghuang was bought back to the palace by the young prince of Prince Gong's mansion, the surroundings were full of sighs.However, everyone has to lament that maybe only a cold and arrogant son like Mo Han is qualified to embrace such a beautiful and unparalleled son Shanghuang.

There are also those who disdain secretly ridiculed, what is the first dancer, Shanghuang is nothing more than that, but he left after staying in Yicui Tower for a year, how long did he think he would stay? Now it seems that it is nothing more than that. He is extremely noble, but he is just a person who is greedy for wealth and honor...

But Mo Lian, who is the center of public opinion, has already packed up her luggage. Although she hasn't been in Yicui Tower for a long time, the money he got is indeed quite a lot.He left all these things to Dazzle who has been taking care of him.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Xuan Luan didn't try to persuade him any more, but left some money for him in case something happened in the future, so that he could make ends meet.

As soon as Mo Lian left, the one who cried the saddest was the little girl who had been taking care of him with a smile. The girl who loved to laugh was crying out of breath. In the end, it was Mo Yixiao's words that brought the little girl back to life. smiling face.

"Since she doesn't want to part with you, why not let Hanxiao go with you, and she will have someone to take care of you in Prince Gong's Mansion in the future."

It was precisely because of this that Hanxiao followed Mo Lian to Prince Gong's Mansion.

When Mo Lian left Yicui Tower, Mo Han and Mo Yixiao had a long talk, no one knew what they talked about, only that when the two left, they looked very unhappy.

Mo Han looked at Mo Lian in front of him, the young man had already shed the gorgeous clothes he wore when he was still in the Yicui Tower, and changed into a water-colored blue dress, just like the gentle and watery young man back then.

His brows are picturesque, his indifferent appearance remains the same as before, as if he has never stayed in this land of smoke and willows.

Mo Yixiao's words just now seemed to echo in his ears, "Xiao Han, don't hurt him. Otherwise you will regret it, you will regret it..."

It's so funny...

Why should I regret it?

Don't love him at all, do you?Looking at the young man's soft side face, Mo Han's face evoked a hint of sneer.

Mo Lian, Mo Lian, you are finally back...

Although she didn't want to, Mo Lian went back with him after all... Hey... Little Mo Lian, please ask for blessings...