Is it him? Ye Luo looked at a person in the corner not far away. That flamboyant white dress was not her new husband Mo Yichen. It turned out that she was not the only one who came to this gardenia sea. When did he come?
Are you here, or have you been here all afternoon?
Ye Luo quietly took a step back and stood behind the bamboo forest. She didn't know why she didn't want Mo Yichen to find her.
You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the people watching the scenery are looking at you upstairs. The bright moon decorates your windows, and you decorate other people's dreams.
The two of them stood there like this. Ye Luo looked at Mo Yichen who had been standing there motionless since she arrived. The flamboyant white clothes were hidden in the sea of white flowers. What was he thinking? His slender back
Lonely and lonely, Ye Luo's heart suddenly ached.
Looking at the sea of white flowers again, Ye Luo found that he had long lost his sense of smell and vision. Wherever there was still the strong fragrance of flowers, where could he still feel the warmth, there was only the smell of loneliness in the world...
Ye Luo's eyes were a little sore and he couldn't stand it anymore. He took one last look at the people in the sea of flowers, turned around and was startled by the sudden figure, "Ah..."
Mo Xianyu hurriedly covered Ye Luo's mouth and pulled her into the bamboo forest. The two of them glanced at Mo Yichen secretly and were relieved when they found that she had no reaction.
Mo Xianyu pointed to the way to leave, and Ye Luo followed. How did she find this place?
Mo Xianyu didn't answer Ye Luo's question, but said to Ye Luo, "Brothers and sisters, would you like to go with the fourth sister and listen to the fourth sister tell you a story."
Ye Luo nodded, and the two of them found a remote place and sat down casually.
In this palace, there is a little boy. The moment he was born, his mother left this world forever, and he was given an ominous name by the world. No one liked him, and all his brothers and sisters in the family hated him.
They said that the little boy killed his mother and always teased and bullied the little boy.
His father was always indifferent to the little boy. He never hugged him once. He could count on his fingers the number of times he spoke.
"Hit him." With his brother's voice, the little boy had to be beaten and kicked by almost all his brothers and sisters. He had been beaten like this since he was a child.
What's even more ridiculous is that he couldn't fight back after being hit by others. One time, the little boy couldn't bear it and punched his brother. That time he was punished for no reason, just because the child he hit was the child of his father's wife.
Half brother.
He was beaten with twenty sticks. He was only five years old at that time. The twenty sticks almost killed him. This was not the price of the punch. He was also punished and was not allowed to eat for three days. One person was thrown
Fending for oneself in that cold courtyard.
There was no medicine, no water, and nothing to eat for three days. On the second day, he finally couldn't hold on any longer. At that time, the little boy's sister went and secretly gave him a steamed bun, so he
It lasted another day. Three days passed, and there was still no one in the cold courtyard. On the fourth day, his father came back, and a doctor came to see the little boy, but he never came to see his son.
One glance.
From then on, he never left that courtyard, and he never even went to the school. Some boring people often came in to make trouble. Seeing that he had a cold face and ignored them, he left boringly.
Already.
But what really changed him was when he came back from the palace at the age of eight and suddenly began to study hard, practice martial arts, study the art of war, and perform hard in front of his father.
With less than two hours of rest time every day, he finally became better than any other brother and was deeply trusted by his father.
When he was twelve years old, the Huns and the Chinese State went to war, and he chose the battlefield without hesitation. He started as a small soldier and spent three years on the line of life and death. Finally, at the age of fifteen, he became the youngest general of the Chinese State.
Shura on the battlefield.
When he was sixteen years old, he was named King of Wings by his father and finally moved out of the unpopular garden.
When I was eighteen years old...
"Stop talking." Ye Luo stood up and shouted loudly at Mo Xianyu.
"When he was eighteen years old, he came back from the battlefield, was ambushed, and almost died. Since then, his health has deteriorated day by day..." How could she not know what happened to him when he was eighteen years old?
She even said that she knew more about some things than Mo Xianyu.
"Brother and sister, you..."
"He..." Ye Luo saw Mo Xianyu's eager eyes and swallowed the rest of his words, then continued, "There are a few people in the world who don't know his story."
Ye Luo smiled bitterly. King Yi, the youngest general of China, these battlefield myths, who among the people does not know his story. But how many people know the experiences behind it?
She also knew those stories, and she had heard those myths, but she never knew that his name was Mo Yichen, she never thought that this person was his brother Chen, and she never thought that he had such a life experience...
…
Dressed in white clothes like snow, with icy eyes, and an indifference that denies people thousands of miles away, is that big iceberg Mo Yichen?
Heartbroken and unable to breathe...
"Fourth sister, when did you recognize me? It's just that I can't do anything about King Yi's illness..." Ye Luo suppressed the idea of running to see Mo Yichen immediately and looked at Mo Xianyu calmly. This matter is related to
Many lives.
Things are often such a coincidence. When Mo Xianyu learned that her husband and father-in-law were killed in the battlefield, she went to the battlefield to see her relatives for the last time despite being nine months pregnant. On the way, she got fetal gas and the child was born prematurely.
, if it hadn’t been for meeting Ye Luo, a family of four would have gotten together on Huangquan Road.
"Well, my brother and sister misunderstood." Mo Xianyu looked at Ye Luo and smiled. Everyone has their own secrets. She seemed not to want people to know that she had medical skills.
"Brother and sister, I know that I have wronged you by letting you celebrate. But Yichen is a person worth loving. Although he looks cold on the outside, he values friendship in his heart..."
"The marriages of royal princesses are often for profit. The eldest princess was sent to the border to get married, and she became the queen mother at a young age; the fate of the second princess was even more tragic, and she was tortured to death by her husband; Mo Xianyun spent all day
Li was very close to the queen and honey concubine, not because she wanted to marry into a good family, but her husband turned out to be a useless person; only Jiuhuangmei was born to the queen, and was held in the palm of her father's hand by the queen; and I,
I almost became the eldest sister’s daughter-in-law. If it weren’t for Yichen, how could I have married Brother Yuan (Fu Yuan)? He and I truly love each other.” When mentioning Fu Yuan, Mo Xianyu’s eyes sparkled.
gentle.
"I don't know what kind of deal Yichen made with my father. The day after I got married, he left with his troops. When he came back two years later, his body was... just because I gave it to him when he was punished that year.
A steamed bun has made him feel grateful to this day. Brothers and sisters, can you try to love him? He needs warmth?" Mo Xianyu's eyes were full of hope when she looked at Ye Luo.
Ye Luo didn't know if he heard the silence for a while, but just looked quietly into the distance. After Mo Xianyu left in disappointment, Ye Luo sighed and said softly, "He has someone he likes..."
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Oooh, so tired, I finally finished coding this chapter overnight, fulfilled my promise and passed it on to everyone, Han can also sleep, haha... New
Han, I hope you all will be in a good mood, remember to be happy...