Guleg also looked up at the peach blossoms on the tree, "It sounds a little different from peach blossoms, but how come you remember such a complicated record and went out of your way to memorize it?"
Mo Lanyue covered her mouth and laughed, "Maybe it was because the memory was too deep at that time."
Looking at Gu Liege's puzzled eyes, Mo Lanyue laughed to herself for a while before continuing, "Because when he opened the book for me to read and continued to laugh at me, I didn't even recognize the flowers in my yard.
, I beat him up hard."
"..."
"..."
"..."
Guleg was completely speechless this time. I dare you to think that this guy has been so violent since he was a child. Whose child would have a headache if he looked like this?
"Little girl, how old were you then?"
Mo Lanyue was stunned. She was already eight years old at the time, but looking back at her childhood at her seven-year-old age, it was obviously impossible for her to speak out at the age of eight.
"Five years old, I forgot."
"What happens after that?"
He found it very interesting to listen to the story told by the seven-year-old baby, and he thought he must be crazy.
"after?"
Mo Lanyue's excited eyes quickly dimmed, and she returned to her previous calmness.
"After that, there was no more."
"Um?"
"The cherry blossom tree is gone, the boy in the neighboring yard is gone, the house is gone, the people in the house are gone, nothing is left."
Except for her and her timid brother.
Everything was blown to ashes, and their mother was drowned in the sky-wide flames in that act of revenge.
From then on, no one was nagging in their ears, only their father's iron-blooded policy. If they were not capable enough, they might be scolded by their father at any time. If they were timid, they would be beaten and kicked at any time.
The life after that cannot be called life.
She and her brother are just trying to survive and keep trying to become stronger.
In the end, her brother had to shoot her in order to fight for power.
This will be an eternal pain in her heart, a sadness that no one can heal.
On the other side of the table, Guleg, who had been watching her expression flickering all the time, became more and more curious about her. What kind of experience made a seven-year-old child have such a deep expression? What happened to her, he wanted to know.
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"Oh, the topic has gone too far. What I want to say is that your peach blossoms are blooming beautifully. But it's June, how come the peach blossoms are still blooming so well?"
Stiffly, she brought the topic back to the beautiful scenery in front of her, but Mo Lanyue could no longer conceal the vicissitudes of life in her eyes.
She has indeed experienced so many tragedies that now she feels happy and satisfied as long as she lives a peaceful life. Even if something bad happens, she probably won't be sad about it. She has survived all the storms.
, what else is scary about her?
"Really? I would like to see the cherry blossoms you mentioned. This peach tree in my yard is so special. It only blooms but does not bear fruit. The flowering period is much longer than ordinary peach blossoms."
Mo Lanyue smiled and did not tell him that his wish might not come true in this life.
On the third day of Gu Lieyang's visit to the Zige Palace, Mo Lanyue silently packed her things and walked to Gu Liege's room to bid farewell to him.
"Thanks to the care of His Highness the Fifth Prince, I am living happily these days."
Mo Lanyue said the polite words she had thought of, but Gulege looked at her with disgust.
"Okay ... if you can be less stunned in my ear, I will be happier."
Showering, no matter what, His Royal Highness was really good to her. Looking at the mud noodles and daggers in her baggage, she was willing to draw a perfect end to this cohabitation life.
Mo Lanyue stretched out his hands and held Ge Laige high. When Gu Laige squatted down, she quickly hugged him.
A hug that had no **, unexpectedly made Gu Lieghong blushing. He did not expect that Mo Lanyue would make such an intimate move to him. He was really ... flattered.
"Don't you wait for the third brother to pick you up?"
"No, I want to go around myself, and I will go back. You don't have to send me, I know how to go back."
Pushing the Ge Liege, Mo Qiyue walked out of the Gulige's room and walked straight out of the house.
After walking out of the Purple Palace, Mo Lanyue relieved his breath, obviously without any emotions, but a little reluctant to walk when he left.
The road of Yuhuayuan goes.
Although she has been argued in the Garden Garden, she often encounters the background of the background. Among them, there is a little fat man who has offended her, but she still wants to go and go away.
Negative emotions.
She walked in a sorrow and walked with sore legs, and finally saw the entrance to the Royal Garden far ahead.
The road in memory does not seem to be so long, otherwise she will not stubbornly come by alone. Before she came out of the Ziyang Palace, she didn't need to go so far.
In the Royal Garden, there is no one at this time, too quiet, and Mo Qiyue is scattered in the Royal Garden alone, admiring the various beautiful scenery beside the small road, and suddenly there is a kind of beauty of the world.
feel.
She walked past the inverted lake before, bent down and sat down. Two calves shook leisurely along the lake and took out two mud noodles from the bag. She remembered that she grabbed a row of mud noodles in her hand that day.
Shi Gege's surprised expression, now I think it's particularly funny.
"Hey, little girl."
Behind him, a coquettish voice sounded, obviously called her.
She can hear the person who speaks without looking back. Mo Shuyue frowned, and really didn't want to turn around to deal with this difficult Lord.
The name of the little girl, when she came to this era, became a child. Many people have called her like this, but as the people who call her are different, the meaning is different.
Gu Lieyang will call her a little girl. I am afraid that she is purely because she is young. Gu Liege calls her little girl. Most of them have the meaning of spoils.
There is no difference between girls.
Mo Shuyue stood up and turned to look at the speaker.
"Princess Caiyun."
Mo Lanyue slightly pushed the head, and went to Ye Caiyun a knee bending.
Ye Caiyun's toe hook her fingers at her, indicating that she approached some.
Mo Lanyue sighed in his heart and strolled around the Royal Garden rarely. I did not expect that in the early morning, he would encounter this princess's tempering night color cloud.
She took a few steps to her fate.
"I have no advice, and this palace just happens to go to Ziyang Palace to find your three His Royal Highness to discuss things. You can help this palace with these things."
"I'm not ready to return ..."
Mo Lanyue hasn't finished speaking, but Ye Caiyun has stepped on the lotus and walked out of the distance of five or six meters.
She looked at the big basket full of fruit on the ground, drooping her shoulders, putting the basket easily on the other shoulder, and following the night cloud.
This thing is nothing to her, but Ye Caiyun's arrogant attitude made her very irritable. She definitely regarded her as a small palace girl who used her. Is it?
But ... did she recognize her that day that day?
Mo Lanyue suddenly skeptical. Ye Caiyun's arrogant attitude towards her was because of her nature, or did she want to retaliated with her before?
I walked back to the Ziyang Palace with a large basket of fruits along the way. It was definitely deceiving. Therefore, when I got to the Ziyang Palace, Mo Lanyue threw the fruit basket on the ground and rushed to the chair to rest.
There are only two palace maids in the house. Ye Caiyun knows, and Mo Qiyue, who is rushing to the chair, has never seen it before, and can only guess whether she is their little master.
Then, then
"How can you throw the fruits in the palace on the ground, it's really too much!"
Ye Caiyun taught Mo Lanyue's ear, and scolded him.
Mo Lanyue was completely unpredictable. She was corrected by her. She turned around and kicked Ye Caiyun without thinking about it. She escaped her magic palm.
"Do you dare to kick the palace?"
"Princess Caiyun, do you forget that when you let me take this basket it, it is placed on the ground. What are the problems with me now?"
Mo Lanyue talked to Ye Caiyun with calmness, "As for the kick just now, he complained that it was a natural response, I am not attentive."
But unfortunately ... Princess Caiyun, who is famous in the world, does not need to make sense to anyone, especially her yellow hair girl.
Ye Caiyun called the two palace girls who came to wait, "You, grab me. This palace does not teach this girl today, she really doesn't know her identity!"
The two named palace girls came over with their steps, and gave a gift to Ye Caiyun, "Princess Caiyun, I don’t know what this girl is?"
Although she already had her own speculation, the palace lady still asked respectfully.
"Isn't she the little palace girl in your palace?"
When I heard this night Caiyun said, the two houses looked at each other, and there was no small palace girl in the Ziyang Palace.
At this time, Mo Lanyue found that the two house women looked a little bit eye -catching. It should be the first time to see it.
"I'm Mo Laoyue, His Royal Highness is not there?"
She first reported to her door, so as not to be pressed by the two houses to hold the mermaid meat. Even if she had never seen her new palace girl, she must know what identity was Mo Lanyue in this Ziyang Palace.
"It turned out to be Miss Lan Yue, and complained that the two of us were newly arranged in this maid. We have never seen Miss Lan Yue before, so ..."
"Okay, some who do n’t know. But maybe you can explain to Princess Caiyun for me, what is my identity, should I teach it by her?"
Touching the red ears that was tuned by Ye Caiyun, Mo Lanyue sat on the chair on the other side, and he was glancing at the anger of the night color cloud on his face.
Obviously, she now understands that her status is not as lowly as she thought, but in front of so many people, she still wants to get this tone back for herself, and she is torn between doing it and not doing it.