"Concubine, uncle is here." Mo Yichen looked at the dead branches in the courtyard. The rich fragrance of gardenia still seemed to be lingering on the tip of his nose, but the intoxicating white sea of flowers was no longer visible.
Different from the excitement of the red plum blossoms in the Imperial Garden, the courtyard behind Fanghua Palace looks desolate and quiet. In summer, no one cares about the white sea of snow here, and the rich fragrance of flowers cannot retain the various flowers in the palace.
No one can stop here, let alone the dead branches and leaves all over the ground.
The white figure of the man in white loomed in the dim moonlight. The expression on his face could not be seen clearly in the dark night, but the lonely back made this desolate place look even more desolate.
Mo Yichen didn't know how long he had been standing here. The white figure seemed to blend into the silent night. The two colors of white and black were so contrasting, but they were so harmonious at this time.
This man was born to belong to the night. Only in the dark will he show his emotions. Even at this time, that resolute back is still so proud. This is something that cannot be changed in his bones.
The palace has never been his home, it is just a cold cage full of blood. The sea of pure white flowers in the Fanghua Palace has long since disappeared. The later gardenias were brought back to life after he returned from the battlefield.
Planted. After all the changes in the sea, everything here is no longer the Youth Palace when the mother and concubine were there.
Everything about Yinguo was unfamiliar to him, but he knew that his mother-in-law had a deep attachment to it. When he became an adult, he originally wanted to secretly bury his mother-in-law's ashes in the land that she would miss until her death.
However, after sending someone to inquire, he found out that the concubine's life there was not good before she got married. He didn't understand why the concubine still thought about it all the time and planted a yard full of gardenias.
He has never met his mother-in-law, and all he knows about his mother-in-law only comes from her notes and poems during her lifetime.
He had been angry and complained about why his mother-in-law lived in such a miserable life in the palace, and no one from Yinguo came to visit her and ask for justice for her. So he traveled to many places, but never went to Yinguo.
, he was resentful towards that place.
He is both strange and familiar with this uncle whom he has never met before. What is strange is that he has never met this uncle, but what is familiar is that many things about this uncle are not unfamiliar to him, because this uncle is the only one of his mother and concubine.
The biological brother of the same mother.
This uncle was only ten years old when his mother-in-law left Yinguo. It must have been difficult for him in the palace at that time.
From an unknown prince in the palace to the now powerful regent Prince Heng who can control the governance of a country, others don't know it, but he, Mo Yichen, can understand the sacrifices involved better than anyone else.
Gradually, he no longer blamed him. The only thing his mother and concubine missed in Yinguo during her lifetime was this younger brother. Originally, he didn't believe that there could be such family affection in the palace, but when he saw Luo'er's feelings for his younger brothers and sisters, he finally understood.
Understand what true family love is. The mother-in-law has never blamed this younger brother. She even married away from China in order to make her own sacrifice so that this younger brother can be valued in the palace.
Since the mother-in-law had no resentment in her heart, who did she have to blame him? He didn't hate him, but he never thought that he could still have family ties in Yinguo.
But tonight he realized that Mo Yichen really had an uncle. He had met countless people in Jianghu, shopping malls and court, so how could he not see the true feelings in Yuan Xiheng's eyes? How could this uncle not have his own helplessness?
If possible, he believed that Yuan Xiheng would not watch his sister suffer in the palace.
Mother and concubine, have you seen it? Your uncle is here. The relative you cared about most during your lifetime has come to see you...
"Miss, you really won't leave us, promise?" Bingyue was deeply suspicious of a certain woman's character.
"I promise." Ye Luo replied for the twenty-first time. For the first time, she realized that Bingyue was so verbose. If she could go back, she would have gone back a long time ago. How could she answer this girl's questions over and over again in this palace?
question.
She has long given up hope of going back there, and she is no longer alone as she was back then. There are too many worries that she cannot let go of.
Thinking of this, Ye Luo cursed: "Mo Yichen, you bastard, don't let me find you."
After saying that, even Ye Luo felt ashamed. She, a good student with both good character and academic performance in her previous life, had never said a single curse word. She was really pissed off by that bastard Mo Yichen. Bah, bah, bah, she actually said another one.
bad language.
Ye Luo, who was in a hurry to change clothes, could not notice that the man he was cursing flashed past her eyes.
Mo Yichen sneezed and the corners of his mouth twitched. Every time he sneezed, was this girl scolding him behind his back?
When this girl made a bold confession in front of everyone, he felt for the first time that he was really courageless and ran away like that.
How could he not see that all this silly girl's performance today was to break with her father, forcing him not to drive her away, but to keep her by his side to protect her so that he could feel at ease.
He had to say that he was eaten to death by this stupid girl. In this situation, he wanted to tie this girl to his side with a rope so that he could feel at ease. But when he faced this girl, he actually ran away because of her bold confession.
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For the first time in more than 20 years, Mo Yichen felt a new emotion, that of shyness. Even he felt ashamed to say it.
"Miss, are you sure you want to dress like this?" Bingyue stood behind Ye Luo and asked uncertainly.
She felt that the young lady's behavior at the dinner was completely against the emperor. Now she changed out of a gaudy red palace dress and put on her favorite and most suitable white dress on weekdays. She also wore light clothes for the first time.
, the beautiful face becomes more beautiful with a little more polish.
Originally, it was a good thing to let the world know about the lady's original beauty, but she didn't know what to ask, and Bingyue always felt in her heart that something bad was going to happen.
"Yes, I'm sure. Besides, isn't this what you want to see?" Ye Luo once again deeply felt Bingyue's verbosity.
Ye Luo took a look in the mirror and nodded with satisfaction. Although she was not as good looking as Mo Yichen, she was not ugly at all. With light makeup, she could barely be called a beauty. Ye Luo herself
I turned around in love.
After thinking about it, she reached out and took off the lotus hairpin on her head. Bingyue hurriedly handed Ye Luo a golden step from the dressing table that she had withdrawn when she was changing clothes.
Ye Luo shook his head helplessly. He was so immodest in how he pretended to be every day. He wanted to dress up properly and even his personal maid didn't believe it.
He took out something wrapped in a white handkerchief from his sleeve, opened it gently, and a finely carved fallen leaf hairpin appeared in his hand.
Each leaf of the hairpin is different. The veins on the leaves are clearly visible but vaguely visible. The connecting points between each leaf are carved so finely that it seems as if they are not there. They are just hanging in the air, so ethereal that it is enough to see the carvings.
The person’s intentions.
Bingyue also looked at this hairpin in surprise. She had never seen the young lady wearing it before. It seemed that the workmanship was even better than that made by senior Yuliong. It felt as if the true temperament of the young lady was carved out. Every carving was filled with color.
With feelings.
"Bring it on for me." Ye Luo looked at the hairpin, and his memory had already flown back to the valley five years ago. This hairpin was carved by him himself.
"You're back, bring it with you quickly. The palace banquet is almost over. If you don't go, you won't be able to catch up. The real show hasn't been staged. How could I let it end like this." Ye Luo smiled treacherously, Mo Yi
If Chen lets you escape this time, I will take your last name.
Brother Chen, you told Luo'er that you would always protect her...