Ruoying's eyes were shocked, and her body suddenly shook. She raised her eyes and looked at An Qianran in a daze, and her heart was gradually tightened.

She never thought about this problem because she thought that as long as she went back, everything would be fine.

"But... at that time I didn't know if I was fainting or really dead. Maybe... Maybe as long as I go back, I can go back to the moment when I was not dead, maybe..."

"Maybe? Maybe you're back to the moment of death." An Qianran suddenly scolded her for some reason, with an extremely ugly face.

Ruoying was shocked by his roar. She had never seen him get angry in the past three years. Even if she sneaked out because she was so bored in the small bamboo house, he just ignored her for a few days, and there would never be such a big emotional fluctuation.

An Qianran took a deep breath and sorted out his thoughts. He didn't know why he was so angry just now, but he just felt that he was holding his breath in his chest, which was so unhappy.

"I just... don't want to stay here. This place doesn't belong to me, and..." Before Ruoying finished speaking, An Qianran suppressed all the feelings in her heart and said in a low voice: "And you still can't let him go?"

Ruoying's eyes flashed, and her eyes suddenly blurred: "Yes, I can't let go. He made me unable to be a mother in my life. I deceived me around. How can you let me go?"

An Qianran frowned her thick eyebrows slightly and reached out to hold her shoulder: "Where can there be such deep hatred without such strong love?"

He knew that Ruoying had never let go of Mo Yifeng in her heart. Whether it was because of love or reminding herself of hatred, at least in the past three years, Mo Yifeng had never disappeared from her heart. She knew that she had always carried a knot with her heart.

Ruoying smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that I don't have the ability to let go of my hatred, so I can only choose to leave this place."

"Love and hate are in your heart. No matter where you go, your heart will still follow you. Love and hate are naturally like shadows." An Qianran spoke indifferently, his eyes dissipated, and he gradually lost his mind.

"I just want to live a more comfortable life. As long as I leave here, I can start over." She said slowly.

"Do you really want to decide to leave?" An Qianran asked meaningfully.

Ruoying's eyes flashed, without saying anything.

"Actually, stealing the Night Pearl is just your first step? You also want to avenge yourself and kill those who have harmed you." An Qianran stared at her for a moment, and went straight into her heart one by one.

Ruoying looked up at him in shock and stammered: "How do you know?"

"Three years have not diluted your hatred. In the booklet next to your pillow, you wrote down the names of those people, just to remind yourself, who harmed you, you want them to return them one by one, and you want the Night Pearl, just to solve those people to be able to leave smoothly. If that Night Pearl does not have the effect you mentioned, you can also use it to achieve your goals."

Ruoying was silent for a moment, but she didn't expect that her thoughts were all in An Qianran's control.

He was right, she did think so. Now that her ice mosquito needle has been removed and her body has been healed. When she solved those who had harmed her, she would use the Night Pearl to return to the modern era. Even if they dig three feet into the ground, they would not be able to find her.

If her plan fails, she can hide Ye Mingzhu in Liu Yuli's room in Prince Jing's Mansion. At that time, neither Mo Yifeng nor Liu Yuli will be separated. Even if she fails to step into Prince Jing's Mansion, she can be said that Mo Yifeng instructed him to do this. Emperor Xuan is suspicious by nature and will die together.

Prince Jing, Prince Jing, Prince Duan…

At this moment, Ruoying just wants to smile at the sky, and it is really a loving couple who are kind and filial to their sons.

Golden Palace

The envoy of the southern country presented the Night Pearl to Emperor Xuan early in the morning. When the brocade box was opened, even in the daytime, the Night Pearl emitted a faint colorful light. If it were at night, I really don’t know how gorgeous it would be.

Emperor Xuan was overjoyed and said in a deep laugh: "Two envoys have been here from Chaoyang Country thousands of miles away. This rare night pearl in the world really opened my eyes. After the two envoys returned, they thanked the lord of your country for me."

The two envoys looked at each other and clasped their fists and said with a smile: "The emperor is so serious. Although he encountered some obstacles on the road, fortunately, he was able to successfully send the night pearl into the palace and present it to the emperor, which can be regarded as completing the entrusted power of the king."

"Oh?" Emperor Xuan asked with a smile, "Listen to the words of the two envoys, someone on the way wants to touch this night pearl?"

The envoy nodded and said, "That's right, some bandits on the road didn't know that it was Ye Mingzhu, so even if they blocked their way, they were just to rob money. When they arrived at the imperial capital, even those who knew did not dare to pay tribute to treasures. But last night, someone came to steal Ye Mingzhu, which seemed to have already planned."

"Has this person been caught?" Emperor Xuan frowned slightly and asked.

The envoy shook his head: "That man is extremely agile and fast. He can disappear from sight in the blink of an eye and cannot be captured at all. If he hadn't been prepared for it, he would have been stolen by this man."

"As fast as a shadow?" Mo Yifeng, who was standing at the head, felt a moment in his heart.

He remembered Ruoying told him that "Ruoying" was not her name. She was an orphan. The word Ruoying was just a code name. Just because she was as fast as Ying, she could escape in time even if she couldn't beat the other party, unless the other party had many people.

"Last brother, do you know this person?" Emperor Xuan landed his eyes on Mo Yifeng's face full of shock.

Mo Yifeng suddenly

Tang retracted his thoughts, shone slightly and lowered his eyes and said, "Brother, my son did not know this person. He just felt that the person described by the two envoys was really bizarre. Even if his martial arts skills were high, it would not be as fast as a shadow. He could disappear from sight in the blink of an eye, and he had never heard of it in the world."

The envoy was stunned and hurriedly said, "Does this lord not believe what I said?"

Mo Yifeng smiled indifferently: "I did not mean this." He withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Emperor Xuan and said, "Father, if there is really such a person in the world, he can be said to be an excellent general. If he can be used by the court, my Chaoyang Kingdom will have another powerful general."

The ministers nodded repeatedly when they heard this.

Emperor Xuan thought about it and felt that Mo Yifeng's words were reasonable. He raised his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, he is indeed an excellent general, but... the two envoys did not capture him. I wonder if he could see the man's appearance clearly?"

The envoy looked at each other and shook his head: "The man was wearing a night-distance dress. I didn't see the man's appearance, but only saw the man's eyes."

Emperor Xuan said, "Since that's the case, please ask the two envoys to draw this person's eyes on paper, or let them tell the imperial painter in the palace what you see."

The envoy bowed and accepted the order.

Imperial Garden

The envoy drew the appearance and eyes of the person who stole the Night Pearl last night on paper based on his memory. He stood around Emperor Xuan, Feng De, Mo Yifeng, and Mo Yijin. When those eyes appeared in Mo Yifeng's sight, he was shocked.

These eyes... were clearly the eyes of Ruoying who had passed away for three years. Even if others could not see it, he would never forget it in his life. But why did the two southern envoys who had never seen her draw these eyes? Although the eyes were a little sharp, he could still see at a glance that there would be no mistake.

Just as he was about to ask, he suddenly stopped his voice and turned his eyes to look at Emperor Xuan, his heart suddenly sank.

She has passed away, right? Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, everyone in the mansion saw it, and in order to wait for him to come back, her body stayed in the mansion for seven days until the coffin was built and there were people guarding it around.

Is it similar? Or...

"This eye..." Mo Yijin looked at these familiar eyes, his heart tightened inexplicably. He was about to say something, but his wrist was tightly held tightly by Mo Yifeng the next moment. He raised his eyes and saw Mo Yifeng's warning eyes.

"What do you two want to say?" Emperor Xuan asked when he saw that the two of them behaved strangely.

Mo Yifeng turned his eyes and smiled slightly: "Father, my second brother feels that it is difficult to find this person with just one pair of eyes."

"Yes, yes." Mo Yijin nodded and agreed, "Although he is a rare talent, it is really difficult to find this person just by relying on this portrait."

Seeing Emperor Xuan’s face faintly disappointed, Mo Yifeng said: “According to his son’s opinion, if the court is destined to be with this person, he will definitely meet. And the annual martial arts top scholar will be elected next month. This person may participate in this year’s martial arts imperial examination.”

"I have to do this for the sake of the present. It would be a pity if I missed such a talent." Emperor Xuan sighed and said regretfully.

After Emperor Xuan left with two envoys, Mo Yifeng secretly hid the portrait in his sleeve.

After leaving the palace, Mo Yijin and Mo Yifeng were riding in a carriage. Seeing that Mo Yifeng was worried, he asked, "Does the third brother want to find the person in the painting?"

Mo Yifeng tightened his fingertips and responded softly.

"Do you think it's Ying'er?" Mo Yijin felt that Mo Yifeng must be crazy. How could a dead person appear again in three years? Even if he was reincarnated, he was not so fast.

Mo Yifeng shook his head and said, "I don't know, I just... want to see, maybe it's her lost brothers and sisters, maybe it's her fellow disciples, maybe..."

No matter what the reason, he just wanted to find that person, but even he himself didn't know what the real purpose of finding that person was.

Mo Yijin pursed his lips and looked a little serious: "What would you do if it was Ying'er's lost brothers and sisters? What would you do if it was her fellow brothers? If it was her fellow sisters, would you marry this person because they looked similar?"

"No, I don't mean that." Mo Yifeng frowned and his eyebrows hurt.

Every word and sentence of the letter she left three years ago was deeply imprinted into his mind. She said, "A substitute is a substitute after all."

At first, he did regard her as Liu Yuli's substitute. Because of her smile and her "Brother Yifeng" were very similar to Liu Yuli, but in fact, he always thought that Liu Yuli was the little girl of that year, but it turned out that everything was replaced by someone deliberately, and that little girl was Ruoying.

She has never been someone's substitute. Even though he had that idea at the beginning, after getting along over time, she had already integrated into his world. Even if someone deliberately snatched everything from her, his heart was always beating for her.

I thought fate was determined, but why did this end in the end?

Seeing that Mo Yifeng's eyes were deep and not knowing what he was thinking, Mo Yijin frowned and asked, "What do you want to do? Why do you say that in front of your father? If you didn't think this person was Ying'er, why wouldn't you dare to let your father post the emperor's list to recruit talents?"

Mo Yifeng pursed his lips and was silent for a moment, turned his eyes and twisted his gaze tightly and said, "Even if it wasn't Ying'er, if it were Ying'er's relatives, wouldn't the father have eradicated the roots when he knew it?"

He knew very well that being an emperor must do things ruthlessly, so he believed that if Emperor Xuan knew that this person was related to Ruoying, he would definitely not let this person go.

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To this day, he still cannot forgive Emperor Xuan for using Liu Yuli and Kan Jingrou to kill Ruoying. Unfortunately, the time is not yet ripe and he has no confidence in winning, so he has to pretend that everything is not known. If he acts impulsively, all his previous efforts will be wasted.

In the past three years, he has fully demonstrated his tolerance. Now he has no worries, just one step away from it, so he can no longer worry about the people around him being plotted against.

Mo Yijin lowered his eyes and chewed his words just now. After thinking about it, he suddenly fell silent.

"I don't know who the martial arts imperial examination will fall next month." Mo Yifeng looked out the window and pondered.

Mo Yijin raised his eyes and said, "The son of the Minister of War and the Minister of Rites must be the first."

"Things of the world are unpredictable." Mo Yifeng curled his lips and smiled meaningfully. He reached out to take out the portrait from his sleeve. Looking at these familiar eyes, his heart couldn't help but shrink, and his smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

In front of Ruoying's grave

Mo Yifeng stood with his hands behind his back like a banished immortal, his eyes were deep, and gusts of warm wind blew up the corners of his clothes and ink hair. A silver-white brocade robe coated him with a layer of light gold under the sunlight.

If it weren't for the never-moving traces of this tomb, he would have thought that she had come back from the dead. But if the person who wanted to steal the Night Pearl last night was not her, why did that person's eyes look so much like her? It's just that those eyes were a little colder than her and less tender. Moreover, the man's martial arts were as fast as the shadow described before, as it was so fast that it was difficult to capture.

Could it be that she is really her relative, so she looks similar to her? Or is she a fellow disciple, so she has the same martial arts skills?

I don’t know what his mentality is, but he just wants to find that person and see if it is.

However, when he thought about this, he looked at the tombstone in front of him and felt stupid. So what if he saw it? The facts in front of him are facts after all, and even if they look like her, they are not her.

Yongwang Mansion

Xiao Beiyue took her three-year-old daughter Mo Xin to play in the garden. This name was chosen by her. She wanted her daughter not to be moved at will in the future. Whoever is moved first will lose, and she lost completely.

"Mother, isn't your father still coming to see Xin'er today?" The little girl broke a flower and handed it to Xiao Beiyue in a silence.

Xiao Beiyue's heart stinged when she heard this, but she still had a gentle smile on her face and said, "The father will be very busy today, and he will definitely come to see Xin'er another day."

Mo Xin held his finger in disappointment: "My father hasn't come to see Xin'er for a long time. Isn't Xin'er unbearable? So does the father don't like Xin'er?"
To be continued...