The Lotus Lantern is with you

The moon palace was as cold as ever, and the bright moonlight was like frost, sprinkled on the jade palace.Here, apart from the cold, there is only silence. The scenery that lasts for thousands of years is just like her heart that has not changed for thousands of years.Chang'e stood by the moon lake, and through the clear water of the lake, she could see all kinds of things in the world.

She heard the sound of rolling chariots, the sound of weapons colliding, and countless crying and wailing sounds, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.It's like this again... How many scenes like this have she seen in these tens of thousands of years.

There was the sound of slow, heavy footsteps behind him.

"You're here." She didn't turn her head, and there was a hint of ambiguity in her cold words.

The man in white behind him approached her step by step, his steps were a little soft, his eyes were black and blue, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.

Looking so exhausted, Chang'e turned around and looked at the still handsome man in front of her, his hands turned white, and his blue nails dug into the flesh.

The man walked to her side silently, and then looked down at everything in Moon Lake. He looked at the scenes in the lake with some melancholy, and sighed silently.

"Fairy watches here day after day, year after year, don't you feel lonely?"

"Are you lonely?" The woman looked down at Moon Lake, and said lightly, "It hasn't changed in the slightest for tens of thousands of years, but I'm used to it, so I just need to get used to it."

The woman noticed that the man beside her fell silent, she turned her head and stared at the god in white beside her.

"Zhenjun came to Chang'e, but...the medicine is used up?" Chang'e asked, gathering her long, wide sleeves to cover her slightly trembling hands.

Yang Jian covered his head, rubbed his temples, and said a little tiredly, "I forgot again, and it took me a month to remember this time. This situation is getting worse and worse, Fairy Chang'e, do you still have it?" Another way?"

Chang'e lowered her eyes slightly, "Zhenjun, the only thing Chang'e can do is to relieve it, and other Chang'e can't do anything, why does Zhenjun not talk to Mo Chen?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian sighed helplessly, "How can I tell him? This kind of thing happened so inexplicably, even I can't believe it. I don't want him to worry about it. He has enough troubles."

Chang'e's eyes flickered unnaturally when she heard this, she looked at Yushu and said, "It's hard for Zhenjun, Zhenjun is really good to Mo Chen, but...why does Zhenjun fall in love with Mo Chen?"

"I don't know either." Yang Jian put his hands into his long sleeves, looked at the stars in the sky and seemed to be recalling "Maybe it was 2000 years ago... maybe it was earlier... Unknowingly, when I came back to my senses Involved, even if the relationship is not allowed."

Yang Jian looked at a certain direction in the distance with soft eyes, but then, he sighed sadly and covered his eyes weakly.

He didn't know when it started. When he woke up from the dream, he looked at the sleeping man next to him and felt a strange feeling in his heart. He didn't know who this person was or who he was. He thought for a long time, until He worked hard with all his heart, and finally found his memory the moment the man opened his eyes.

Every time he touches him, the memory in his mind will be reduced by one point, and the emotions in his heart will be pulled out one by one, which is like a curse.

But he didn't understand why?

Even though he tried his best to write that person's name on the paper stroke by stroke, reminding himself.But the shadow of that person still gradually dissipated from his heart.

But Chang'e was the first to discover this strangeness. Yang Jian smiled wryly and said to the woman in blue beside him, "Fairy, I've bothered you about my affairs."

Chang'e shook her head, "True Monarch doesn't need to be so polite, you and I have known each other for thousands of years, Chang'e should do these insignificant things for Zhenjun."

Yang Jian was taken aback. It was Chang'e who brought him to the Moon Palace in the past. After staying alone in the Moon Palace for a long time, Chang'e would also brew some medicinal wine, and these medicinal wines are rare treasures in the world. Yang Jian knew that these wines are brewed every thousand years Out of a cup, so I am naturally grateful to Chang'e.

Yang Jian thanked her, and Chang'e shook her head with a smile. She pointed to the pavilion not far away and said, "Please come with me, Zhenjun."

……

Mo Chen sent Zhu Bajie away, leaning against the pillar, he could vaguely hear Zhu Bajie cursing.

He came to settle accounts with him, and also, if it wasn't for his order to commit crimes to the world, Ao Chun naturally wouldn't have to bear these crimes, and Ding Xiang wouldn't leave, let alone die on the battlefield like this.

Mo Shen looked at the bright moon in silence, and suddenly felt that the night was so quiet.

How long?It has been a long time since he and Yang Jian have seen each other.

"Mo Chen! Huh... finally found you, do you know how difficult it is to find you?" Xiao Tiangou shouted angrily, he was panting on his knees, sweat slid down his forehead, and was covered by the The man gently wiped away.

"I've said it earlier, it's fine if I bring you here, you have to show off yourself." Feng Ling nodded dissatisfied with the man's forehead, in exchange for the other party dodging uncomfortably.

"I can do it myself, don't underestimate me, dead bird!" Xiaotiangou muttered.

Mo Chen looked at the two who broke in unexpectedly. These two were very playful and never liked the lifeless Heavenly Court. It's just that they haven't seen each other for a long time, so why did they come here.Seeing the tacit understanding between the two, Mo Chen suddenly felt a little sour.

"You two, what are you doing here? Xiaotiangou, shouldn't you be by Yang Jian's side?" Mo Chen asked after being silent for a while.

Roaring Sky Dog froze, he patted Feng Ling's hand on his shoulder, his eyes were burning with anger, "Don't mention this, Mo Chen! Have you got into trouble with the master! He is not in the Zhenjun Temple at all!"

Mo Chen's eyes sank slightly, isn't he in the Zhenjun Temple?

"Mo Chen, I feel that you and the master are acting weird recently. When I went to the master before, he ignored me. Now he doesn't even pay attention to Feng Ling. You don't know how strange his eyes are when he looks at us. Mo Shen, tell us honestly, are you two having a fight?" Xiao Tianquan scratched his messy hair and said distressedly, "Can you reconcile, to be honest, it's very difficult for us to do this. .”

Mo Chen was startled, and subconsciously said, "We didn't have any trouble."

"Master." Feng Ling said suddenly, and he looked at him with complicated eyes, "Master, did nothing really happen to you? Do you want to know where he is these days?"

Mo Shen subconsciously took a step back.

He was actually a little afraid of seeing Yang Jian. Since his parents died, he always felt that it was his fault. In addition, Yang Jian's concealment and deception from him made it difficult for him to accept.He thought that a period of time apart might allow them to think more calmly, but unexpectedly, a year had passed.

Even after Ding Xiang passed away, he never appeared, as if they had no relationship.

Mo Chen subconsciously grasped the jade pendant at his waist, which was given to them by Xiaoyu, and he carried it all the time. He held it tightly, as if it would bring him some courage.

He heard Feng Ling's emotionless voice, "Master, he is in Guanghan Palace..."

Guanghan Palace!

Mo Chen's hand holding the jade pendant began to tremble uncontrollably. The jade pendant was icy cold to the bone, and the cold air penetrated into his bones. He felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on him in the cold winter, and he was so cold to the bone.

"Really?" Mo Chen laughed softly, "So, what do you want me to do? Where he wants to go is his freedom, isn't it?"

"Master, why deceive yourself and others?" Feng Ling was unequivocal, "You clearly care about him, why didn't you ask him, why did you let all this happen?"

Mo Chen's smile froze.

He didn't want to lie to himself, as he once said, he just believed him.

That's it.

But love cannot be maintained by believing, so Mo Chen left his palace.

Xiaotiangou looked up at the black-robed man stepping on the clouds clearly and lowly. He couldn't help but gather up the robe on his body. This palace is too cold, dark, and icy cold. He only stayed here for such a short hour. I feel that my blood is almost frozen, and I don't know how Mo Chen stayed here for a whole year.

He couldn't help approaching Feng Ling, and the temperature on Feng Ling's body made him slightly relieved.

"Why didn't you tell him that there was a problem with his master's memory? Feng Ling, if he knew this..." Xiao Tianquan wrinkled his nose.

"Because the master doesn't want him to know." Feng Ling just said lightly.

"I don't understand..." Xiao Tianquan folded his arms, squatting on the marble slab, looking at the cold moon.

Feng Ling also looked at that moon, but he seemed to see that it was a long, long time ago, so long that he was not born yet, and it was the same cold moonlight.

He heard the sound of a flute, mixed with the sharp call of the phoenix, that song became an imprint he would never forget in his heart, but no matter what he couldn't remember, who was the person who played the flute?

……

he's drunk……

Mo Chen looked at the man in white leaning on the pillar of the pavilion, looking at him with blurred eyes.

"Who are you?" The man seemed a little puzzled, his black and white eyes were really confused, he just felt that the man in black robe was very familiar, but he didn't know who he was?

Mo Chen pursed his lips tightly, and a trace of anger flashed in his eyes.With a gloomy face, he walked towards the man step by step.

"Mo Chen? Why did you come back to Guanghan Palace?" Chang'e stood up in surprise, and when he was not paying attention, put away the cups and jugs on the table. The woman stood up gracefully and stood beside the man in white.

The strange fusion of white and blue, this tacit scene hurt his eyes, Mo Shen clenched his hands tightly, and said lightly, "Fairy Chang'e, I'm bothering you for a while."

Chang'e smiled and shook her head, "How could it be an interruption? Chang'e is deserted in this silent moon palace alone. Chang'e is naturally grateful that Zhenjun can talk to Chang'e."

A trace of blood flashed across Mo Shen's black eyes. He looked at the woman in blue in front of him, and the tyranny in his heart became more and more intense, but the next moment, he heard Yang Jian calling his name softly.

"Shen..." The man's eyes were still blurred, and he read this word with a very special expression and a special charm.Mo Chen's heart ached, and then he looked at him with some confusion.

"In that case, I will take him back to the Temple of the True Monarch." Mo Chen's tone was full of chills, and he stepped forward to touch the man's acupuncture points under Chang'e's surprised gaze, and then hugged the man horizontally.

Chang'e is still in a calm and elegant posture, with a cool look, watching the man in black robe leave the Guanghan Palace step by step with the man in white in his arms.

"Mo Chen!" She said, only to see the man in black stop in his tracks, and a woman's cool and beautiful voice came from behind him.

"Do you know what happened to Yang Jian? Why didn't he return to the Zhenjun Temple this year? Do you know?"

Mo Shen paused, and he fell silent.

Chang'e's strange voice carried a hint of charm, "But I know, do you want to know?"

Mo Chen's breath was a little unsteady, and his eyes were cloudy, "No need." After he finished speaking lightly, he had already left Guanghan Palace.

The moon palace returned to its coolness and tranquility. The beautiful woman in blue looked at Mo Chen's back silently. With a wry smile, she lowered her eyes and looked at the wine glass exposed under her sleeves.

In the lonely and cold space, the woman's blank and sad murmur was even more desolate.

"Houyi..."

……

Xiao Tiangou was waiting at the door, he sat here quietly, Feng Ling naturally couldn't let him here alone, so the two sat on the steps without any image, until they saw Mo Chen's figure, they stood up abruptly stand up.

Roaring Sky Dog excitedly wanted to rush up, and after so long, he finally found his master, but his foot hadn't stepped out yet, but was pulled by Feng Ling.

Feng Ling shook her head at him.Xiao Tiangou was puzzled and wanted to break away from Feng Ling's hand on his arm, but seeing Mo Chen's ugly face, he closed his mouth in an instant.

Inside the layers of light blue gauze curtains, the faint light poured on the cheeks of the man's white jade.His movements are gentle, but his eyes are so sad.

Mo Chen put Yang Jian on the bed, and then looked at him quietly. Over the past year, he hadn't changed in any way, and he was still the man in his memory. Mo Chen gently stroked his cheek.

Familiar face, familiar breath, familiar feeling.

"Mo Chen, do you know why he doesn't know the Zhenjun Temple? ... But, I know." Chang'e's cold and indifferent voice seemed to be right next to his ears, and Mo Chen stretched out his hand to touch the man's fragile neck.

"Why didn't you tell me? Why did you keep everything from me? Jian, what exactly do you want me to do?"

He clasped his neck, and with only a little force, this person could sleep peacefully in his arms like this forever, and he would never have to feel sad or afraid for him.

but……

Mo Chen let go of his hand weakly, and pressed his forehead against his chest. Hearing the steady heartbeat, he smiled bitterly, "Jian, I'm really tired, I don't want to guess, I don't want to doubt anything, so, Can you tell me why?"

But the man fell asleep, and he couldn't hear the sorrow in his heart, just like when they woke up, they were covered in bruises.