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The golden star stagnates in the black curtain, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the wind rustles.

"Master, Jiangnan Secret Report." A deep voice sounded in the gorgeous and empty hall.

A slender white hand took the presented letter paper and slowly opened it.Through the carved wooden window, a little bit of starlight in the silent night fell to the corner of the gorgeous clothes.

"Departure tomorrow, head to Jiangnan." A cold voice fell from the top of the head, like ice water splashed on the body, making the whole body cold.The speaker did not notice the abnormality of the kneeling shadow guard.

Mo Han was about to leave quietly as usual, "Mo Han." The man stopped him, and then he knelt on the cold floor, his spine as straight as a pine, and respectfully replied: "My subordinate is here."

Hua Yanxi didn't know why she called that person to stop, the moon was thin, she waved her hand again, motioning him to go down.

The No. [-] intelligence network in Jianghu - Luoyan Pavilion has existed for hundreds of years, but the masters of the past have always been mysterious, and few people in the world know about her private affairs, so almost no one knows that the master of Luoyan Pavilion is actually a woman in her [-]th year.

Mo Han returned to his room, the candlelight was flickering, and his quiet face was shadowy.He sat alone at the wooden table with complicated eyes.Jiangnan?Suddenly, the sound of messy footsteps disturbed his contemplation. The person who came was Huayanxi's personal maid Qianshui, standing in front of the door and repeating the order calmly and rigidly, "Master told you to go together tomorrow."

His body froze, but he still replied humbly: "This subordinate obeys."

The flickering flames made him look a little lonely, he understood why she was so anxious to go to Jiangnan, but for that person, but she didn't remember how painful Jiangnan was to him.Maybe it's not that I don't remember, it's just that I never cared.

The word love has always hurt people deeply.

……

The cold wind is howling, the snow is fluttering, and the snow in the south of the Yangtze River is always a bit lingering.

"Sister, are you unhappy?" A head suddenly rushed forward, with clear and innocent black eyes, "Don't be unhappy, brother will draw for you." He turned around and lay down on an old table, Carefully holding the pen and ink to draw, with a focused expression.

On the quiet street, only her red cloak fluttered, and her shoulders were covered with snow. She stood there for an unknown amount of time. When she saw the boy's thin body trembling slightly, but his mouth was pursed while he drew carefully, her heart moved.He took off his cloak, put it aside the table, and left slowly without seeing the work that was about to be completed.

Snowflakes fluttered, blocking all sight for an instant, and the figure of that person gradually blurred.

Hua Yanxi suddenly opened his eyes, and a gentle flash of indifference brows passed by.

The morning sun has an intoxicating warmth.

Mo Han frowned and put on the clothes sent by the maid.The sun outside the window was bright and dazzling. He opened the door and raised his head slightly. In all these years of working as a secret guard, he never dared to dream that one day he could stand in the daytime wearing normal clothes.Now, with the blue sky, white clouds and warm sunshine, he only felt terrified.

The grass is luxuriant, the golden sunlight falls on the ink-like hair, the back is straight, like a green pine, lonely and proud, the face is like snow, and the expression is calm and calm.He just stood there quietly, but Qian Shui felt that he had been silently waiting for a thousand years.

The people on Mo are like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

When he saw Huayanxi, he hurriedly suppressed the emotions in his eyes, and stepped forward to salute.

"Let's go." She ordered lightly, and left without saying a word. Although the man looked panicked just now, his eyes were as clear as water, and he was inexplicably familiar.

The master left, and Mo Han immediately followed, but heard Qian Shui kindly reminded him: "The master only brought you, not even a maid."

He paused and immediately stepped forward.

In the bustling and bustling city of Chang'an, a gorgeous black carriage slid out of the city gate.

The fragrance in the carriage was lingering, Hua Yanxi rested his forehead with one hand, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and could hardly feel the human breath around him, so for a while, there was only the sound of the horse's hooves mixed with the wheels rolling and the coachman yelling.

She looked at the man who had been silent all the time, thought for a while and said, "From now on, you are my younger brother."

Mo Han turned his head, raised the corners of his mouth, and his brows were gentle and peaceful, "Okay, sister." His voice was low but gentle, making it impossible for anyone to think that he was a shadow guard living in a dark world.

Hua Yanxi nodded, a glimmer of appreciation flashed in her indifferent eyes, she was right.

Jin Wu sank, and after running around all day, the two casually found an inn to rest.

Mo Han looked at the man frowning, eating the greasy food with disgust like a child, suddenly there was an unspeakable warmth in his heart.Put a bowl of relatively light soup in front of her, "Let's make do with it, I'll tell the shopkeeper later." The man's deep and gentle voice made Huayanxi raise his head, and he touched his smiling eyebrows, his eyes were pure but implied Pamper.

She suddenly had a very weird feeling, his tone was natural, as if the two were really brothers and sisters who lived together for a long time, and she was the younger sister who was taken care of. "I'm full, let's go first." After saying that, he put down the bowl and chopsticks and left, his back disappeared at the corner of the stairs.

The inn was buzzing with people, Mo Han silently looked at the almost untouched food on the table, and slowly put down the chopsticks in his hand.No matter how close the superficial relationship is, the master is always the master.He lowered his eyes slightly, a trace of loneliness flashed by.He was presumptuous.

He got up and went to the kitchen, under the astonished eyes of all the cooks, he skillfully washed rice, cut vegetables, put oil and stir-fried them. In less than an hour, three stir-fried vegetables, two soups and a bowl of rice were neatly placed on the tray.He glanced at the person in front of him, pointed to the food and said, "Please send this to room No. [-] of Tianzi, and say that you made it, and the reward is also yours." The voice was like a clear spring, but it carried unquestionable orders and Majesty makes people surrender unconsciously.

The cook who was ordered looked at the handsome man, blushed and went upstairs with the tray.

Mo Han straightened his clothes and left gracefully.

Hua Yanxi glanced at the food that was presented, it was light but full of color and fragrance, "You made it?" His tone was indifferent, but somehow it made people feel oppressed.The cook's heart trembled, and when she was nervously about to say yes, she was surprised by the money handed over. "Go down and get another pair of bowls and chopsticks." Then, he walked to the next door and knocked on the door.

After a long time, the door finally opened, and she looked at the man's disheveled clothes, slightly revealing his delicate collarbone, because he had just bathed, his hair was still wet on his shoulders, his eyes were flustered and innocent, which added a bit of charm.She turned her head and said, "After drying your hair, come over to eat." When she left, that person must have never eaten again.

Mo Han just tidied up a little and then passed. How could the shadow guard make the master wait?

Hua Yanxi glanced at the person standing in front of him, sighed, got up, took a clean towel, and pushed him onto the stool.

"I'll do it myself."

"Sit down and don't move!"

She carefully brushed Rumo's long hair, and the cool fingertips occasionally brushed the delicate skin of the man, making him tremble.The candlelight flickered, and the figures of the two overlapped from time to time, making the night gentle.

Hua Yanxi put down the towel, "Okay, let's eat."

"As a sister, I don't know that you are such a superb cook." She rarely praised.

Mo Han smiled, and when he was about to speak, he was sensitive to the fact that someone on the roof was leaving by the wind, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and his face gradually turned pale.

That's it!

Obviously feeling the emotional fluctuations of the people around him, "Are you okay?" His tone was rare and gentle.

Mo Han suddenly came back to his senses, and forced a smile, "This subordinate is fine."

Hearing the "subordinate", she felt unspeakable irritability in her heart. The follower had already left, so there was no need to pretend to be warm, but it was just uncomfortable. "I'm not angry today. You haven't overstepped the rules. Don't worry about it."

She found the crux of the matter, and explained it unexpectedly, and Mo Han couldn't help being stunned. He didn't expect his master to explain it to him. He had been with her for many years. Of course, he knew that this person hated trouble by nature, and his noble status made him She would not say unnecessary words to people, and now, she was surprised to explain what she did to an insignificant shadow guard.

He wisely chooses silence, and he will lose his words if he talks too much.

Afterwards, he would cook for himself at the inn, and she occasionally commented on it, and it seemed that they were really harmonious siblings.

Horseshoes rattled, green hills stretched, and the air carried a warmth unique to the south.

Mo Han opened the curtain, his dark eyes were silent, he was almost in the south of the Yangtze River!Those unbearable memories gradually filled his mind, lingering, his mission has always been at the main helm of Chang'an, and the matter of sub-ruling has never been involved, so he never expected to come back in this way, back to his home.

Hua Yanxi looked at the pale face of the person beside her, "Are you okay?" The person was abnormally stunned, she frowned, and said in a stiff tone, "Mo Han."

The clear eyes suddenly flustered, "Sister." The deep voice was hoarse, which inexplicably made people feel aggrieved, "I'm fine. I'm just a little dizzy, and I'll be fine in a while."

Her heart skipped a beat, her soft tone was like a feather scratching her face.Although the man's expression was calm, but his breathing was disturbed, she didn't care, she took a cushion and put it behind him, "Just trust me first, find a doctor in the town to have a look."

"it is good."

The sun is just right outside, the brilliance is flowing, and the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is intoxicating and lingering.She leaned aside and fell into a deep sleep.

She was awakened by the pain, the sharp pain from her arm made her open her eyes suddenly, and a pale hand was tightly grasping the splendid dress, as if she had got a life-saving straw.The nails dug into the skin, and a trace of blood soaked the sleeves.I saw the man's eyes closed tightly, dripping with cold sweat, his brows were full of sadness and despair, his lips were like snow, his face was pale, fragile and delicate like a porcelain doll, which would break if touched.

nightmare?Hua Yanxi frowned, a secret guard who has lived in the dark world for a long time, would have nightmares?I don't know if it's because of the deep love between siblings these days, but seeing this man's painful face, she felt a little distressed.He took out a handkerchief and bent down to wipe the sweat off his forehead, but unexpectedly the man opened his eyes and stood up.

Mo Han's pupils suddenly grew bigger, and the softness on his lips made him come out of the dream completely.Hua Yanxi gently pushed him away without changing his expression, and sat up straight, "Just wake up." Her expression remained the same, as if the kiss just now didn't exist.

His heart shook violently, and the emotions in his chest were overwhelming, and he suppressed them severely.Just as he was about to speak, the cold voice came again, "How long do you want to hold on?"

"Ah?" He blinked in confusion, his expression extremely innocent.She was a little amused, and motioned him to look with her eyes, her arm suddenly loosened, and the man quietly looked at the blood on his hand, his body stiffened.

"Are you hurt? By me? I'm sorry, I, I don't know, I"

"I'm fine, it's just a small injury. If you feel guilty, give me medicine." The tone turned out to be rare and gentle.

A porcelain bottle was placed in the palm of her hand, carrying her warmth.

"Okay." His voice trembled, not sure if it was because of the previous dream or shock.

The author has something to say:

This one is about the past life of another heroine. If you like it, you can read it. If you don’t like it, you can ignore it. It won’t particularly affect the following plot.