Ruoying was frozen in place by his words, her fingertips were deeply embedded in her palm, and she stared at him with stiff body and angrily: "What do you want?"

She had given up hatred and endless entanglement. How else did he want her to stop?

If she had known that An Qianran would have been pulled in, she would not have come back. Yan Xubu An Qianran had lived a good life in the small bamboo house, but because of her unreasonable intervention, it had disturbed her originally peaceful life.

When Mo Yifeng saw her stopping, he walked towards her step by step. From now on, if she doesn't want to get close, he will approach her. She used to enter his heart, but now he will try to enter her life.

Until he stood in front of her, he raised his hand and stroked her face. She still waved his hand mercilessly. He was not as angry as she imagined, but instead sighed softly: "I want to have a good talk with you."

Ruoyingben didn't want to say anything more to him, but now she has no choice.

The two of them sat quietly at the table. Mo Yifeng poured a cup of tea for her, but she had no intention of drinking it. She just condensed him coldly and signaled him to say something quickly.

Mo Yifeng didn't want to mention those things, nor did he want her to think that he was shirking responsibility, but as she saw her getting farther and farther away from him and getting closer to An Qianran, he became more and more panicked. Now he just wanted to tell her the truth, and he would bear all the consequences, and he would get back all the grudges one by one.

"Ying'er, I shouldn't have been impulsive at the beginning..." Mo Yifeng reached out and held her hand on the table in the palm of his hand.

Ruoying knew that what he wanted to talk about was divorce, and the anger in her chest suddenly rushed up. She tried hard to pull her hand out of his palm and put it on her legs. Although she couldn't leave, she didn't want to listen to him anymore.

Mo Yifeng pursed his lips and his eyes darkened: "Because I received your letter before, you said you had found your true belonging, so..."

Ruoying burst out with anger as soon as she heard it: "Mo Yifeng! Are you too much? You are still insulting me like this at this time?"

"I don't mean that." Seeing her eyes turn red in an instant, Mo Yifeng suddenly became at a loss. He never explained to anyone, nor did he know how to explain it. So many words came to his mouth but he didn't know how to express them. He was not as good as Mo Yijin, nor did he accompany her for three years as An Qianran. He felt more and more that he had no chance of winning in front of anyone.

Ruoying didn't know why she could never remain calm in front of Mo Yifeng. It seemed that just one word of his words could turn her into a hedgehog full of thorns. She had been ridiculed as an orphan, bullied and had no friends, and even had no tears after undergoing devilish training, but she could never control her emotions in front of him.

He turned around and rushed to the door and opened the door hard and ran outward, his heart kept rising and falling violently.

"Master." Zi Qiu kept guarding the door, afraid that she would make any mistakes, and afraid that Mo Yifeng would bully her, so she did not dare to leave half a step.

Ruoying leaned against the pillar and took a deep breath, forcing tears into her.

"You can't take a rest in my servant's room." Zi Qiu said, helping her.

Ruoying looked at her and nodded.

In the dungeon of Prince Jing's Mansion

An Qianran walked on the wall with anger. He really didn't expect Mo Yifeng to use this move. He should have been more careful, but unfortunately it would be useless to regret it now. The only thing he was worried about was that Mo Yifeng would use him to make Ruoying surrender.

He could see that although Ruoying returned to Juxian Tower with kiss marks last night, this was enough to prove that Ruoying did not want to be involved with Mo Yifeng anymore. It was just that he was worried that there would be many dreams in the night, so he sneaked into Prince Jing's Mansion last night. But he didn't expect that all this was planned by Mo Yifeng, just waiting for him to catch the turtle in the jar after entering the game.

I thought the Night Pearl was about to be obtained, but I now became a prisoner.

It slowly slid down the iron wall of the copper wall, and the eyes burst into ruthlessness that had never been seen before, and the bones and joints were grim and gray, making a terrifying sound.

When Mo Yijin arrived at Prince Jing's Mansion, he did not meet Ruoying. When he learned that Mo Yifeng was in Yueying Pavilion, he rushed over immediately.

At this time, the rain had stopped. The air after the rain was filled with the fragrance of soil. It felt very comfortable to take a deep breath, but Ruoying had no intention of enjoying such beautiful scenery. She knew where the dungeon was, so she ran over immediately after her mood calmed down. However, as soon as she arrived at the door of the dungeon, she was stopped and said it was Mo Yifeng's instructions. Ruoying was so angry that she fought with the guards. Unexpectedly, the guard was not the usual guard, but replaced by the A-level guard. She could not beat her, but in a moment, many hidden guards appeared. Now he actually used the hidden guards to guard her.

After fighting, Ruoying was no match for those people. Although they had no intention of hurting her, she did exhaust her energy. Zi Qiu was frightened when she saw them finally stopping, she hurriedly stepped forward and helped Ruoying up and down to see if she was injured.

At this moment, Mo Yifeng came over and signaled everyone to retreat, and went forward to tell her in detail, as if he was afraid that she would suffer a little damage.

"Are you injured?" Mo Yifeng asked with a light cough.

"You don't need to cry and make you feel compassionate!" Ruoying shook his hand angrily and pushed him away. I don't know if she was too hard, but Mo Yifeng was actually pushed by her and staggered.

"An Wuying!" Mo Yijin stepped forward and supported Mo Yifeng and scolded Ruoying angrily, "You are so brave, you actually push Prince Jing. You don't want to live anymore, don't you?"

Ruoying felt a deep heart sank by him, but then he thought, Mo Yijin didn't know that she was Ruoying. In his opinion, she was An Wuying, the guard of Prince Jing's Mansion.

Taking a deep breath, her eyes flashed over Mo Yijin and glared at Mo Yifeng: "Mo Yifeng! What's wrong with him? As long as you let him go, I will take him away immediately. I will not covet your night pearl, nor will it appear in front of you to hinder your eyes."

Mo Yifeng's eyes hurt and his heart sucked. She actually wanted to open two together with An Qianran, and said she would not appear in front of him.

"What's your attitude?" Mo Yijin's attitude towards Ruoying was completely dumbfounded. He had never seen such an arrogant guard.

Mo Yifeng smiled softly, with a strong bitterness: "Are you willing to let him go if you let him go?"

"Yes! As long as you let him go, you can even let me work for you." Ruoying promised with a calm face. She didn't want An Qianran to cause any damage, let alone any damage. An Qianran is innocent, and he should not be involved in the right and wrong between her and Mo Yifeng.

Listening to Ruoying's compromise for another man, Mo Yifeng felt sarcastic, but all this was his own fault. If it weren't for the divorce from three years ago, things wouldn't have been so far.

He had always felt guilty about this matter. Although Ruoying did not mention a word, the pain of losing her was deeply engraved in his heart. "Okay! This is what you said." Mo Yifeng pursed his lips and stepped forward to hug her into his arms. When she was shocked, he bowed his head to her ear and whispered, "You know what I want."

Ruoying's back chills, and when Mo Yifeng lets her go, she froze on him with tears, full of resentment.

Mo Yijin couldn't understand it all at once. What is the relationship between them? Could it be...

A thought flashed through Mo Yijin's mind. He looked at Ruoying in a daze. His eyes were no longer as sharp and indifferent as before. What he felt was his most familiar feeling.

Mo Yifeng curled his lips slightly, and his smile froze at the corner of his mouth as he turned indifferently, and his vision gradually became hazy.

Looking at Mo Yifeng's bleak back, Mo Yijin felt distressed. It was his brother. How could he feel good when he saw him like this? He turned his eyes to Ruoying. Thinking of what he had just now, his palms gradually sweated.

"You... are really..." Mo Yijin stepped forward slowly, his words full of disbelief.

Ruoying's eyes flashed, she lowered her eyes and pursed her lips without saying a word. After a moment of pause, she turned around and was about to leave, but Mo Yijin grabbed her arm.

"Ying'er..." Mo Yijin immediately stopped talking as soon as he realized her identity, looked around and whispered, "Can you talk to your second brother?"

The second brother made Ruoying shrink his heart, raised her eyes and met his gaze. The eyes that were always smiling seemed to be stained with traces of time. Three years of time seemed to be not only her, but everything around her had changed.

The room was silent, Ruoying sat at the table and lowered her eyes. Mo Yijin looked at her with mixed feelings. After hearing what Ruoying had happened, he couldn't help but wet his eyes.

She lived a harder life than he thought three years ago, but he could see that there was a deep pain that she didn't seem to tell him, as if she was unwilling to face it, and seemed to be protecting someone.

It started to rain heavily outside at some point. Mo Yifeng stood outside the door and listened to the words inside and suffered a heart-wrenching pain. He staggered back to his room and coughed again, almost using all his strength.

Mo Yijin gritted his teeth and wanted to kill Liu Yuli and Kan Jingrou with one sword now. Unfortunately, if he did this, their plan would be in vain.

"Ying'er, wait a little longer, give us another half a year, we will definitely avenge you." Mo Yijin grabbed her hand and promised.

Ruoying smiled bitterly: "You? Avenge me?" She chuckled and shook her head, "I don't ask for anything else now, you let him let An Qianran go."

Mo Yijin froze his fingertips and slowly let go of her hand to say: "You know, no one can stop what my third brother wants to do."

"Then I'll save myself." Ruoying suddenly stood up.

Seeing this, Mo Yijin hurriedly got up and pulled her away, and let her sit down: "I know that my third brother is indeed wrong in this matter. He shouldn't have stopped you in an impulse, but now when I think about it, I can't blame him all for this matter, he is also a victim."

"Victim? Does the second brother think I have harmed him?" Ruoying looked at him with bloody eyes.

"How could the second brother think so?" Mo Yijin shook his head. Although Mo Yifeng didn't want him to say it, he was afraid that she would think he was shirking responsibility, and Mo Yifeng also felt that he shouldn't have been impulsive, but Mo Yijin didn't want them to eventually become strangers.

In recent years, Mo Yifeng can see Ruoying's heart clearly, so he has faded his resentment towards Mo Yifeng. Now that he sees Ruoying appearing safely in front of him, he no longer clings to the grievances of the past. Now the most important thing is to find a way to make them reconcile as before. Once they have the power, he will definitely let everyone who has harmed her be punished within half a year.

Mo Yijin pursed his thin lips and pondered for a moment, and finally told her everything: "Ying'er, the reason why my third brother wrote the divorce letter so impulsively was because he had received the letter you gave him before."

Ruoying suddenly stabbed into her heart like a sword when she heard this, and blood was pouring on: "He received my letter? I gave him nineteen letters, but he didn't reply to me. He dared to admit that he received my letter?"

Mo Yijin was slightly stunned: "The third brother received your letter, but how do you ask him to reply to those letters? Each letter says that you have found someone who is truly in love and let him fulfill you. How do you ask him to reply to you?"

"Second brother, what are you talking about?" When did she write such a letter?

Mo Yijin patted the back of her hand and told her to rest as she was a little restless, and then continued, "The third brother kept hiding it from me and refused to let me know because he could not face this fact at all. He went to the battlefield and was almost dead under the sword. If I hadn't once I secretly looked for your letter in his tent, I found that the unburned words were indeed written by those words, no wonder my third brother changed his temperament every time he received your letter, and he wrote the divorce letter at the end. I advised him to ask him to go back and ask clearly, but you know that the third brother can tolerate everything and can handle it calmly. The only thing he encountered when he encountered you would be messy."

"I don't..." Ruoying's face changed.

Mo Yijin said: "I believe that none of the letters were written by you, but those handwritings were in your hands. I think someone pretended to be."

"Even if he was still thinking about Liu Yuli at that time, he wrote to Liu Yuli's family every once in a while, treating me as if nothing had happened." Ruoying tightly gathered her fist, not wanting to cry, but she couldn't help but she burst into tears.

Mo Yijin hurriedly said, "The third brother has never written to Liu Yuli's family. At that time, the third brother thought about sending you letters as soon as he arrived at the battlefield, but he did not receive any reply from you. Despite this, the third brother would still reply to you every once in a while, but he received the result. It was not until later that the third brother realized that the letters were written by Liu Yuli. She imitated your handwriting. She always remembered the handwriting. It was not surprising that she could imitate your handwriting. The third brother saw Liu Yuli imitating handwriting when he was a child, but the third brother did not take it seriously when he was a child. It was not until this happened to you that he remembered it."

Seeing Ruoying not speaking, Mo Yijin asked tentatively: "What exactly was written in the letter you wrote to your third brother?"

"I just asked him if he was well, and asked him... if the child in Liu Yuli's belly was his... But he didn't reply to me, so I kept writing and waiting until I sent the 19th letter and received his reply. I was so happy at that time, but who knew... it was a divorce letter."

Whenever I think about this, Ruoying feels about to suffocate. It turns out that some of the feelings will not be forgotten as time goes by. "Ying'er, the letter you gave to your third brother was actually transferred by Liu Yuli, and the letter you gave to you was also detained by Liu Yuli. Now the truth is revealed. Can you forgive me?" In Mo Yijin's opinion, the truth of the matter has been revealed, and there is no need for them to be so angry, but he doesn't know a more cruel truth.

Ruoying opened her mouth several times, but she was always swallowing her throat. When Mo Yijin saw her like this, she couldn't bear to force her, and waited patiently until she calmed down.

"Second brother, I can't do it..." She took a deep breath and tears were in her eyes.

"Why?" Mo Yijin couldn't figure it out.

Ruoying looked at him, and seemed to have thousands of words, but it finally formed a sentence: "Do you know... He asked the emperor to give me a bottle of jade qionglu? Do you know, because of that bottle of jade qionglu, I will never be pregnant in my life?"

"What?" Mo Yijin looked at her dumbfoundedly, incredible, "You said that the bottle of Yuqionglu... wouldn't make people have children? You said it was the third brother..."

"Second brother, how do you ask me to forgive him? Liu Yuli has his child, so he will not have children in my life to compete for favor with her children? How cruel is his heart? Second brother wants me to reconcile with him? Then will the next time I lose my life?" Ruoying had already cried.

I thought I was strong enough to tell this, but when faced with Mo Yijin who had always cared for her, she couldn't help crying like a child, as if she showed her most vulnerable side in front of her relatives.

Mo Yijin never thought that things would turn out like this. He thought that if she knew the truth, she would forgive Mo Yifeng and the two would reconcile the old, but he did not expect that the cruelty he knew was less than one thousandth in the face of the truth told by Ruoying.

"But... Liu Yuli's child... is not the third brother's." Mo Yijin was also panicked and was eager to explain, but found that some things became more and more chaotic.

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