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On the way back to the palace, Mo Yu remained silent, looking blankly in one direction as if thinking about something. Feng Aoran had never seen Mo Yu with such an expression before, as if he was trapped in his own world, and in his eyes

There is unspeakable sadness.

Feng Aoran could only hold Mo Yu's hand and accompany him quietly. Fights in the palace, especially in the harem, had always been murderous without blood.

When we returned to the palace, the sky was already slightly dark, and the clouds on the horizon were rendered colorful. But at this moment, such a beautiful scenery seemed to be covered with a gray curtain. In the eyes of people who see sadness, such a scenery is also filled with sadness.

The rendering is a bit broken.

Mo Yu walked back to the room, still looking like a zombie. The only difference was that the sadness in his eyes was gradually replaced by hatred.

"Mo Yu." Feng Aoran called Mo Yu. Mo Yu tried his best to squeeze out a faint smile, stretched out his arms to hug Feng Aoran, and buried his head in her arms, but said nothing. Feng Aoran gently said

Patting him, she seemed to be infected by his sadness. There were some complicated expressions in her eyes. There seemed to be something between the two of them. It was unclear. Feng Aoran felt that she could not get into Mo Yu's heart.

There was silence for a long time, until the sky outside the window turned completely dark, with a few lonely stars hanging in the sky, and a crescent moon looming, the summer weather was like a girl with uncertain weather, and suddenly the night wind blew,

Feng Aoran's hair was a little messy due to the blow, and Mo Yu in her arms finally slowly let go of him. His face had returned to calm, and only the stubbornness in his eyes still showed the fluctuations in his heart.

"Aoran." Mo Yu called out. Feng Aoran looked at him with a faint smile on his lips, trying his best to convey some warmth to her. Mo Yu stretched out his hand to hold her on his lap and tidied her broken hair carefully.

As he stood, he said softly, "Do you want to know my story?"

Feng Aoran felt a little surge in her heart after hearing Mo Yu's words. The feeling of estrangement just now dissipated quickly. She put her arms around Mo Yu's neck and nodded firmly, "I am willing to share your sorrow, give me half of you."

Your mood will feel better, just treat me like a big trash can and you can tell me anything."

Mo Yu couldn't help but laugh. She stretched out her hand and pinched Feng Aoran's little nose and said in a funny way: "You really don't look like a girl. How can you compare yourself to a trash can."

"Tch, you should speak quickly, otherwise I won't want to hear it."

Mo Yu stopped smiling and looked up at the half-lit moonlight outside the window, her thoughts seeming to have returned to the gloomy years of her childhood.

Twenty years ago, the Imperial Palace of Mexico.

Through the white light outside the window, Mo Yu could vaguely see the eaves of the opposite roof covered with thin snow. It was the New Year again, the busiest time of the year. The palace maids and eunuchs had already gotten up early in the morning, although they were all in a hurry.

Everyone is smiling.

Mo Yu huddled next to the stove, feeling the warmth brought by the fire. His mother got up early in the morning to work. In the cold winter, she still had to wash a lot of clothes every day. Mo Yu often saw her mother's hands frozen.

It turned red and cracked, but my mother always put the topic aside with a smile.

The joy everywhere belonged to others. Mo Yu's little body was trembling a little. The tea on the table was already cold, and her internal organs seemed to be frozen after taking a sip.

The house was empty, without any maids, and they were ignored here every year. Many times, he always wondered whether he should not have come to this world at all, because no one except his mother welcomed him.

Staying in the room silently, he only ate two buns all day long. They were still as cold as if they had just been dug out of the snow. Probably the palace maids and eunuchs ate better than him.

The sky was getting dark, and it was time for his mother to come back, but after waiting for a long time, he didn't see his mother. Mo Yu felt a little uneasy in his heart. He tightened his tight clothes and ran out. His mother usually works as an errand in the Clothing Bureau.

From the small courtyard where they are to

The road to Huanyi Bureau was not long, but it took him a long time to get there today. The snow on the ground was already quite thick. It was not easy for a five-year-old child to walk with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

By the time he reached the clothing bureau, his hands and feet were already freezing.

The door of the Huanyi Bureau was tightly closed. It was like a dormant giant beast in the dark night, which gave Mo Yu unreasonable panic. His hands, which were red from the cold, knocked hard on the door, but the sound was not loud.

After it was broken, the palace maid yawned and slowly opened the door.

The palace maid was wearing a thick cotton coat and was holding a heater in her hand. When she saw Mo Yu, who was as cold as a purple carrot, she was stunned for a moment, and then said with disdain: "Little prince, you don't sleep at night and run away."

What are you doing here?" The palace maid's tone was not polite at all. Who doesn't know that the Ninth Prince Mo Yu is just the son of a maid. She is a second-class maid, which is higher than his mother.

"Where is my mother?" Mo Yu blushed and kept looking in. The palace maid glanced at her and sneered, "How do I know where she went? She is not under my control. Please don't disturb her in the middle of the night.

If you have a clear dream, you might go somewhere to seduce men."

After saying that, the door of the Huanyi Bureau was closed. Mo Yu stood there in a daze. He suddenly felt that his mother would never come back, and this was indeed the case.

He walked back a little embarrassed, but Mo Yu's eyes were attracted by a bright light in the snow. He stepped forward and carefully pushed the snow on the ground away. It was an earring, which looked very beautiful and bright red.

The agate must be used only by a wealthy person. Mo Yu couldn't help but think of something. There would be no wealthy people in this Huanyi Bureau. Her mother suddenly disappeared, and there were agate earrings on the ground. There must be something.

contact.

Naturally, a five-year-old child would not think of solving this kind of problem by himself. He ran quickly. Now he could only find his mother by looking for his father, whom he had never seen before. How could the forbidden palace in the middle of the night be so easy to break into?

After running for a short time, Mo Yu was stopped by the guards patrolling the night.

Mo Yu spoke incoherently, just wanting to see the emperor, but no one dared to disturb the emperor at night, let alone how could they, the guards, know which palace the emperor was staying in.

After struggling all night, Mo Yu could not see his father. He slept in the snow all night. When he was found the next day, he was already a little confused, but he was still mumbling.

"I want to see my father."

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