156, I know that Mo is still the lifeblood of the prince
Yin Tianyi's eyes narrowed with a dangerous light. Besides Mo Yiran's family of three, who else was passing downstairs now?
Mo Yiran held hands with Yin Jiyi, who was only two and a half years old, while Yin Wuchou, as a husband, protected Mo Yiran and the child. Such a loving scene stung Yin Tianyi's eyes.
Suddenly, he felt like thousands of silver needles were poking into his eyes, and even his heart was twitching constantly.
His hands grasped the window lattice tightly, his bones were pale and his face was also pale. What else was he doing back here?
Why did you come back? Could it be to see how loving they are as a family of three!
"Crack--" The window lattice was broken in his hand.
"Brother Seven?" Yin Wuxie shouted, but did not dare to step forward.
The family of three walking on the street obviously didn't notice that someone was watching them upstairs, and they continued to look and walk around, which felt very comfortable.
The warm sunshine in the spring shone on them, coating them with a layer of golden color, but it chilled the heart of the man upstairs.
Yin Jiyi, who was held by Mo Yiran, acted as if he were on the street for the first time. He wanted to touch anything interesting he saw. Just as he walked downstairs to Jiang Feng, Yin Wucai raised his eyes and glanced at the restaurant and said:
"Yongle, we have been shopping all morning. It is said that the food in Jiangfeng Tower is good. Why not take advantage of today and go in to taste it?"
As the man spoke, he picked up Yin Jiyi, looking extremely intimate.
Yin Jiyi's hair happened to be a little messy, so Mo Yiran came closer and straightened Yin Jiyi's hair slightly, and said softly: "I don't choose, you just have to choose." After that, he asked the little boy, "Yuan, are you hungry?
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The boy nodded cutely and said in a Nunuo voice: "I'm hungry."
A two-and-a-half-year-old child actually doesn't have much consciousness. He just plays with the fun things he sees and eats the delicious things he sees. That's all. Mo Yiran touched Yin Jiyi's face, lifted up his white skirt and accompanied Yin Wuchou to the river.
Fenglou left.
Seeing this scene, Yin Wuxie was really panicked and timidly said: "Brother Qi, let's go back. Father already knows that we are back today and wants to catch the wind for us."
Yes, in the past three years, Yin Tianyi has been to Huaibei, and Yin Wuxie has also rushed to Huaibei every once in a while. Once he left, he did not return to the Xueji Dynasty for more than half a year. His Majesty the Xueji Emperor ordered someone to call him.
Although he came back obediently every time, he went back again within two days.
With no other choice, His Majesty Emperor Xueji had no choice but to "invite" Yin Tianyi to return to the capital to stay for a while.
And Yin Tianyi "reluctantly" came back with Yin Wuxie. In fact, only he knew why he came back this time!
But this was the second time he saw her since he came back. Every time he saw her, he felt like opening his chest to see what the heart inside his chest looked like. Why did he come to this moment?
, still can’t learn to die!
Yin Tianyi blinked his sore eyes hard, loosened his fingers slightly, turned around slowly, and looked at Yin Wuxie with burning eyes...
"Knock knock knock..." The knock on the door rang at the right time.
Yin Tianyi's eyes sharpened, and Yin Wuxie said hurriedly: "I'll send that person away." After that, he walked towards the door, muttering as he walked: "Who is so bold to knock on their door?
May you be blessed!"
"Who is it!" Yin Wuxie, with a dark baby face, shouted loudly after opening the door.
"Prince Qi Xing, long time no see." The thin man in a dark blue robe bowed slightly. Although his tone was respectful, there was no sound of inferiority.
"It's you?!" Yin Wuxie's eyes widened. Obviously, he couldn't accept the sudden appearance of this person here.
"It's me." The man raised his head and held a dark blue folding fan in his hand. His eyes no longer had the respect he had three years ago, and he didn't say "I'm here" in front of Yin Wuxie. It seemed that he came prepared.
, he continued: "I wonder if I can talk to Prince An Yi?"
Yin Wuxie frowned. They had just arrived in the imperial capital last night. How could this person know that they had returned and where they were so quickly?
Three years have passed. Yin Wuxie is already in his 29th year. Naturally, his mind is no longer as simple as it used to be. At this time, he has learned to think. However, the man in blue robe in front of him has disappeared without a trace after what happened three years ago.
He never took him to heart anymore. Now... why would he come to see them?
"I don't even bother to talk to him!" Before Yin Wuxie could speak, Yin Tianyi said coldly.
"Don't you want Prince An Yi to know why Mo Yiran finally chose Prince Pingyang instead of Prince An Yi?" The man in blue robe's neither humble nor arrogant words rang out, directly hitting Yin Tianyi's lifeline. No matter when and where, Mo Yiran was his lifeline.
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"Get out of here, Brother Qi doesn't need to know!" Yin Wuxie felt a little panicked for a moment. If this person told what happened back then, he really didn't know how Brother Qi would treat him. Saying that, Yin Wuxie
Xie then pushed him out of the door, but the man in blue robe did not resist at all and allowed Yin Wuxie to push him out.
But as soon as he was pushed out of the door, Yin Tianyi's voice was cold to the bone, "Let him in." No matter what happened in the past, he wanted to know the truth of the matter.
Yin Wuxie's movements were obviously stagnant, but he quickly reacted and said: "Brother Qi, this person obviously wants to lie to you."
"I said, let him come in, didn't you hear?" Yin Tianyi turned a deaf ear to his words and just said this again.
The corners of the blue-robed man's lips were slightly raised, and he looked at Yin Wuxie mockingly. Without his shackles, he could easily get past Yin Wuxie and come to the room. At this time, Yin Tianyi was looking at him condescendingly, like three people.
Like years ago.
Yin Tianyi looked at him, it looked like a familiar face, he seemed to have seen it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.
"Prince An Yi, do you still remember me?" Although he was shorter than Yin Tianyi, the man in blue robe still looked back at him without fear.
Yin Tianyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light suddenly appeared in his eyes. Ordinarily, he should not remember such an ordinary person, but who made him have such an extraordinary memory? He said: "The son of Shi Xiong, the Minister of Rites, Shi Nian."
"Your Majesty has good eyesight and good memory!" Shi Nian clapped his hands. Although he said this, there was infinite hatred in his eyes. "Since Your Majesty knows my identity, he must know the purpose of my coming here?"
"Purpose?" Yin Tianyi said coldly: "Do you think your purpose can arouse my interest?"
"I know that Mo is still the lifeblood of the prince, and I naturally know where the prince's interests lie." Shi Nian smiled. He only said what he should have said three years ago. In fact, it is not too late. The time is just right.