The Lotus Lantern is with you

After bidding farewell to Li Jing, Mo Chen walked on the quiet path, thinking about what happened these days, he felt as if he was in a dream.In just a few days, I have experienced so many ups and downs.

Mo Chen couldn't help laughing at himself. He thought that he would live a peaceful life after being reborn, but he didn't expect that this life would be more 'magnificent' than the previous one.

After walking alone for a while, he seemed to hear birdsong, and smelled a familiar smell in his nostrils.Mo Chen raised his head. At this time, the snow had already melted, and many buds had sprouted from the branches. The wind blew through the branches and leaves, blowing on his face, which was very cool.

The mild sunlight sheds a halo through the tender green leaves. It turns out that spring is already blooming in the mortal world, and the weather in March is clean and clear.

Mo Chen was stunned, it turned out that he had walked back to Liu's Village without knowing it.

This habit has been deeply rooted in his bones. This is his home. After walking countless times, he subconsciously walked this way again.He hid behind the woods and carefully looked at the changed Liujia Village. Many people left here, and it was much quieter than before. It was probably because of the war. He suddenly remembered that the world should be on the verge of war now.

I walked to Liu's mansion according to the route I remembered, but found that it was already in ruins, and the things inside were almost moved.Mo Chen stroked the broken door plaque, feeling a little disappointed.

At the beginning, I thought that my mother had become a little bit older, but now I think that if I knew that I would leave in the future, it would be better to stay at home.But his duty does not allow it.

Mo Chen shook his head, that's all, the matter is over, why bother to be sad again, he thought about what Li Jing said before, after thinking about it carefully, he felt that Li Jing seemed to be reminding something.

As Li Jing said, he never understood why his father suddenly became so angry. After all, he learned from Yang Jian that his father seemed to have guessed the relationship between him and Yang Jian long ago, so why didn't he say it then? But at this time, he was angry again.

Mo Chen didn't understand Liu Yanchang's intentions, he couldn't figure out why after thinking about it, and what made him feel even more lost was why his mother let his father go, Mo Chen understood Yang Chan's heart, he knew that since Yang Chan agreed to help him , will not break his promise.Now he calmed down and recalled what happened that day, but found that his mother was silent from beginning to end.

Only occasionally, the trace of hesitation and intolerance seen in Yang Chan's eyes, could it be that there is something unspeakable hidden?Mo Chen thought it was possible. His mother had always been soft-hearted, and although his father was a bit strict and rigid, he would not really be hard-hearted. Mo Chen had a little expectation, maybe he should go back and have a look.

Thinking of this, the haze accumulated in his heart dissipated a bit, he took a deep breath, exhaled the stale air in his lungs, and then flew towards Ding's mansion quickly.

It's just that when he arrived at Ding's mansion, he didn't see Ding Xiang and Ao Chun, but Ding's mother welcomed him in very enthusiastically, which moved Mo Chen a little.What happened on that day can be said to be known to everyone in the Ding family. It is a shocking thing for a man to fall in love, not to mention that they are still related by blood.

But Mother Ding didn't mind at all. He could see that her eyes were full of love and pity. Ding Xiang has a good mother.

Mo Chen came here on business, so he didn't stay in Ding's residence for too long. He inquired about his parents' whereabouts, and learned that they had already left Ding's residence and went to Huashan.

"They said they wanted to go back to Huashan to recuperate, and they left a few days ago." Ding's mother recalled, and then she patted Mo Chen's hand, "You child can endure hardships, but you say that in this winter Kneeling and kneeling, kneeling for seven days and seven nights, but watching it makes me feel bad, but don't be sad, your father is also in a hurry this time, and I'm afraid what he said is all angry words. After a long time, he will figure it out. Enough."

Mo Chen was taken aback, he was a little uncertain, could it be that what Dad said was really angry?So he hesitated for a while, and asked, "Father... will he really want to understand? I've never seen him get so angry."

Ding's mother shook her head and sighed, "Your father is a scholar, so naturally he values ​​these worldly etiquettes, so it is inevitable that there will be more red tape. But he is also a sensible person, no matter how you say, the relationship between father and son can be broken as soon as you say it. Don't think too much, wait for your father to calm down in a few days, and then talk to him, he will understand."

Mo Chen nodded, thanked Mother Ding, chatted for a few more words, and then flew towards Huashan on a cloud. Maybe what Dad really said was angry, Mo Chen thought uncertainly, comforting himself, no matter what How to say go and listen to what mother has to say.

The clouds are tumbling and the mist is lingering. Huashan is still steep in memory. The peak is pine and cloudy and clear, and the surrounding mountains are undulating, steep and majestic. Maybe it was Mo Shen who split the mountain to save his mother before, which changed the mountain here. From a distance, it looks like a lotus flower. The petals unfold.

Mo Chen cautiously searched for it at the bottom of Mount Hua, and he was indeed in a place where flowers were blooming. When he saw three or two small wooden houses, Mo Chen felt a little excited, and quickly landed among the flowers not far away.

Xiaoyu, who was wearing a pink dress and a long skirt, was concentrating on taking care of the flowers, while Yang Chan was wearing a white jacket, sitting in the courtyard a little weakly, embroidering with her hands.

Mo Chen was slightly blocked, in fact, he still had some complaints in his heart, but he didn't see his father, so he didn't know whether he should go down or not.

At the moment when he was hesitating, Yang Chan who was still embroidering suddenly frowned, covered her lips and coughed lowly, Xiaoyu put down the flowers in her hand, walked to Yang Chan's side and gently patted her on the back, for her comfort .

Mo Chen was startled, before he recovered, he had already appeared in front of Yang Chan.

"Mother..." Mo Chen was a little flustered, he remembered that Yang Chan should have recovered, why did she look so tired, the woman's face was a little pale, her face and lips were a little pale, she seemed very tired.

"Chen Xiang?" Yang Chan screamed, then, as if remembering something, she lowered her voice and changed her address, "Mr. Mo, why did you come back to Mount Hua?"

Mo Chen's eyes dimmed. Sure enough, even his mother stopped calling him by his name?

Liu Chenxiang is really unpopular.With a self-deprecating smile, he pretended to be relaxed and said, "I just came to see you, so I didn't disturb you."

Yang Chan secretly squeezed her sleeves tightly, still smiling softly, "If Mr. Mo wants to come, I'm naturally happy." Mo Chen suppressed the disappointment in his heart, maybe his father would be unhappy.

"Hey, how dare you let the guest stand here, Mr. Mo, go in with me." Yang Chan smiled, but stood up gently from the chair, just took a step, staggered, and Mo Chen nervously stepped forward to help him. He stopped, but felt that Yang Chan's body was very cold.He was startled, but before he could think about it, Yang Chan had already pushed him away and kept a certain distance from him.

"Mr. Mo come with me, Xiaoyu, to make tea for Mr. Mo." Yang Chan smiled strangely and lowered her eyes.

Mo Chen's heart turned cold in an instant, Mr. Mo, this is so strange, after being expelled from the house, did he become a guest in the first place?

Even Xiaoyu saw that he didn't run up as excitedly as before, Mo Chen lowered his head and smiled bitterly, this feeling was like being cut off from the whole family.

"Please sit down, Mr. Mo." Yang Chan chuckled, her movements were still graceful, light and beautiful, just like a pure lotus.Mo Chen concealed the gloom in his eyes, nodded slightly, and sat down.

They just sat down and didn't know what to say. The two stared at each other, and the hall was silent for a moment.

"Cough...why didn't you see him?" Mo Chen asked unnaturally. Although he was slightly relieved that he didn't face his father, he was more disappointed.

Yang Chan's eyes flickered, and she said with a smile, "Yanchang suffered from cold a few days ago, his body is a little weak, and he is still resting now."

"Catch a cold? Did you see a doctor? Well, I'll go to Laojun to ask for some elixir." Mo Chen hurriedly said, but saw the woman opposite him looking at him gently, and his voice became softer and weaker with that gaze.

They... don't need him anymore.

"Mr. Mo, don't worry, I've made Xiaoyu boil the medicine, it's not such a serious illness." Yang Chan spoke softly, and Mo Chen knew that he was telling him not to worry about them.

The air froze again in an instant, the silence was still silent, Mo Chen was a little at a loss, what should he say at this time, fortunately at this time Xiaoyu came in from the door, her movements were very light.

Mo Chen looked at her dignified and elegant approach, and was a little dazed for a while, Xiaoyu was playful and mischievous, but now she is like a lady of everyone, it is really different.

Since when did everything around me change.

He didn't know how he drank the tea. The tea was in his mouth, and a bitter feeling penetrated into his heart, making his eyes a little sore.

"Mother." Mo Shen shouted in a low voice, which made the woman on the opposite side tremble, her eyelashes trembling, but she didn't reply.

Mo Chen bit his lip, reached out to hold the woman's hand, "Mother, why..."

"Mr. Mo, Chen Xiang is the only child I have." Yang Chan withdrew her hand.

"But I am him, why, everything was fine before, why overnight... I don't understand, mother, is there any embarrassment? What happened? Mother!"

Yang Chan withdrew her hand, her expression a little ugly, "That's enough, Mr. Mo, it's getting late, let's go back earlier, don't make Zhenjun worry."

"What about you? Are you still worried about me?" Mo Chen pursed his lips and looked into Yang Chan's eyes stubbornly. He wanted to see how cruel they would be.

Yang Chan choked, a little angry, "What does Mr. Mo mean by that?"

"Mother, I just want to know why, you obviously agreed with us before, why?"

"You!" Yang Chan suddenly covered her lips and coughed violently. Mo Chen was taken aback, staring at the woman frowning in pain, as if she was very uncomfortable, he panicked.

"Mother!" Mo Chen hurriedly helped Yang Chan to sit on the soft chair, and Xiaoyu handed her a glass of warm water. Mo Chen took it and carefully served her, and asked with a frown, "Mother, you lied to me, your body is still in good condition." No, okay? How did you cough like this?"

Yang Chan calmed down and glared at him, "It's not that you are angry with me, your father said that, you put me between the two of you, neither here nor over there."

"...I'm sorry... I made it difficult for you." For a moment, Mo Chen bowed his head and admitted his mistake like a child who has done something wrong.

"Forget it, forget it, it's not your fault." Yang Chan shook her head and sighed, "Your father has a stubborn temper, so don't blame him, he also feels bad."

"But, is it so...difficult to accept us?" The last three words disappeared in Yang Chan's staring gaze.

"What do you think?" Yang Chan tapped his head.

Thinking that Yang Chan drew out his sword back then and attacked Yang Jian without any mercy, he was suddenly relieved. It was a miracle that he didn't cut him according to his father's stubborn temper.

"You know your father, he never breaks his promise. You don't need us to worry about you, and you have a memory of 2000 years. There are some things that we don't need to teach you. In fact, although you have become my Son, but since I know your true identity, Mr. Mo's memory occupies more in my heart." Yang Chan said slowly, the setting sun reflected on her cheeks, looking very soft.

Mo Chen didn't say a word, and quietly listened to Yang Chan talking about the past bit by bit, but his heart gradually became cold, "Yan Chang and I didn't ask for much in this life. It's not easy being together, I don't want to break this peaceful and peaceful life... Do you understand?"

Mo Chen slowly let go of Yang Chan's hand.

"Mr. Mo, when you come next time, just call me Mrs. Liu..." Mo Chen looked at Yang Chan's peaceful face, her gaze was still familiar with tenderness, but it made him feel more and more cold.

"So... are you going to abandon me too?" Mo Chen smiled softly, "Are you... all so decisive?"

"Both Yanchang and I hope you will be happy." Yang Chan said slowly, she stretched out her hand and stroked Mo Chen's eyebrows gently, this is the child she would rather die to protect, how could she just abandon it as soon as she said it.

Mo Chen's heart sank completely.

He didn't know how he got out of Mount Hua. When he walked out, he thought he would cry, but he touched the corners of his eyes, only to find that the corners of his eyes were dry and uncomfortable.

She said that she wanted to live a peaceful and peaceful life, and Mo Chen finally hid his face and laughed, so his existence made them embarrassed, and it was his fault that he repeatedly brought them pain and disaster.

She said that next time she comes, she will call him Mrs. Liu. Has he lost his mother now?Putting aside the relationship so anxiously, he never knew that his mother could be so cruel.

They want him to be happy, she said.Mo Chen laughed mockingly, he just wanted him to be happy, if he really wanted him to leave, just say so, why bother to cover up like this.

He laughed out loud, wanton and arrogant, and the laughter that resounded through the sky alarmed the surrounding birds.

Forget it, I didn't think about it too much in the first life again, and now it's just a more thorough break.

He didn't use mana, but leaned on his feet and walked slowly. While walking, he sang an out-of-tune tune, with a hint of chic, but the sunset gradually wiped away the clouds, The dim light reflected on the black figure, revealing endless melancholy and sadness faintly.

Yang Chan stood quietly at the door, looking at the direction in which the man was leaving, with a hint of nostalgia and sadness in her eyes.How could she be willing, no matter who he was in his previous life or what his status is in this life, he is always her child.

Yang Chan looked away, and slowly closed the door.

"Mother." Xiaoyu called softly, Yang Chan was taken aback, and then apologized a little, "Xiaoyu, you've worked hard for you these few days, and it's getting late, you should rest earlier."

As she said that, she walked towards the bedroom a little lonely, Xiaoyu watched her back, her eyes were on the flowers and plants outside the house, her eyes were dim.

Yang Chan pushed open the door and looked at the sleeping man lying on the bed. She was very focused. These days, Liu Yanchang slept for longer and longer. Now, the time he wakes up every day is only a short two hours. .

Her eyes were on her husband's left chest. In the dream, this place was injured, but Yang Chan never thought that this was actually true.Just when Liu Yanchang was awake, she knew that his heart had been tampered with.

At first he just fell into a deep sleep, but as he slept longer and longer, at the end he could no longer wake up, and at this time, the toxin spread from his heart to his whole body, and he might wake up again as a walking dead.

Yang Chan stroked the man's face, her heart ached. She didn't want her husband to end up as a walking corpse and be manipulated by others, but there was no cure for this kind of poison.

She recalled the loving time with her husband in the past, although it was short, it was the best memory in her life.

Suddenly, a cough interrupted his memory, Liu Yanchang woke up, he just opened his eyes and was still in a daze, just looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, thinking hard, who is this person?

"I am your wife, Yang Chan, and you are my husband, Liu Yanchang, remember?" Yang Chan stroked the man's cheek and said softly.

"Chan'er, thank you for your hard work." Liu Yanchang rubbed his swollen temples, and it took him a long time to recall. He held Yang Chan's hand apologetically and said, "This world has made you worry."

The woman shook her head, "Why do we need to talk about this between husband and wife, Yan Chang, Chen Xiang came here today."

Liu Yanchang froze, he subconsciously squeezed Yang Chan's hand, and said dryly, "What did he say?"

Yang Chan lowered his eyes, and repeated what happened during the day, Liu Yanchang smiled softly, with a bitter voice, "That's fine, Chen Xiang shouldn't be trapped by us, and I'm relieved to have Yang Jian by his side."

That proud god was willing to kneel down to him for this child, presumably because he really loved him. If so, he, Liu Yanchang, could leave with peace of mind.

"Yanchang..." Yang Chan couldn't see the mind of her sleepmate, she was startled, "Yanchang, don't be like this, there must be a way to cure this poison, haven't you been better during this time?"

"I'll ask Laojun again, there will be a solution, Yanchang, trust me, okay?"

"Okay." Liu Yanchang hugged his wife in his arms, how could he not know, what his wife said was just to comfort him, only he knew about this poison, there was no way to do it.

That person gave him this poison just to torture Chen Xiang, how could he allow that person to succeed.

He noticed that the onset of poisoning had eased a lot these days, so he knew that his wife had been sending him true energy day and night to suppress the poisoning, but Chan'er had just recovered and hadn't fully recovered her mana, how could he bear to take care of him? Watch her suffer.

He looked at the bleak tree shadows outside the window, and gently closed his eyes.

How long can he live? Maybe within a month, he will fall into a real deep sleep.In his entire life, the one he was most sorry for was actually the woman in his arms...