The Lotus Lantern is with you

He concealed the anxiety in his heart, but it was the first time he sat alone at the table, quietly.He knocked on the table, and the secret guard who had been hiding in the dark kneeled respectfully on the ground, and took out a piece of paper from his arms. The paper was crumpled into a ball and it was written by Yang Jian today. of that.

"Your Majesty, Erlang Shen is very vigilant, and his subordinates were almost discovered by him."

Mo Chen held the ball of paper and squinted his eyes for a while.

"Go down and keep staring at him in the dark."

The dark guard obeyed and disappeared.Only then did Mo Chen spread out the ball of paper, smoothed it out with his hands, and clearly saw the two words written on it that was full of a piece of paper.

It turned out to be his name.

Mo Chen was shocked, the candlelight danced and cast darkness on his face.

That person wrote down his name?What happened to make him behave so abnormally.Mo Chen was puzzled, but finally couldn't sit still. He stood up from the chair, and hurried out without even putting on his clothes.

When he reached the backyard, he opened the door and stared straight at the man sitting by the window drinking sake alone.

There was no light in the room, except for the dim moonlight barely illuminating the outline of the man, it was silent and cold.

Mo Chen clenched his hands tightly, and strode forward. Under the surprised eyes of the man, he slapped the ball of paper on the wooden table with a loud sound, and Mo Chen could even feel the slight burning on his hands. pain.

"Yang Jian! I want to talk to you." He stared at the man in white in front of him, not letting go of the expression on his face.

But the man looked at him for a long time with slightly puzzled eyes, and his eyes gradually cleared up.

"Shen?" Yang Jian felt his head hurt a little, and after seeing this man, his head hurt even more.

He endured the discomfort and forced a gentle smile, "What's the matter? But what happened?"

Mingkong squinted his long and narrow eyes, the dark pupils seemed bloody.

"Let me ask you, what are you hiding from me?" Mo Chen asked, "What exactly are you going to Guanghan Palace tonight? And... this thing! You should explain it to me."

The rice paper was spread out, Yang Jian looked at the two words written on the paper, and was slightly taken aback, his eyes gradually turned cold.

"Are you following me?" Yang Jian raised his eyes slowly, with a trace of coldness on his face, "Did you get this piece of paper when you sent someone to monitor me?"

"Answer my question!" Mo Chen said impatiently, "I didn't ask you before because I hoped you could tell me yourself!"

"When my parents died, you appeared with Chang'e. Yang Jian, you said earlier that you had something to deal with, and I believed it. Now I ask you, what exactly are you going to deal with? It even went to Guanghan Palace Mo Chen sneered, "You have been missing for a whole year. If Xiao Tiangou and Feng Ling hadn't informed me, I wouldn't even know where you are. Yang Jian, what do you think of me?"

"Mo Chen, I really don't know about the third sister." Yang Jian frowned and said, "I explained to you that I did have important things to deal with that day, but...these have nothing to do with your Aunt Chang'e."

"Is it irrelevant?" Mo Chen chuckled. "I won't talk about what happened that day for the time being, but something happened to my lover, and I had to find out about it from others."

Mo Chen felt that something was wrong with his current emotions, but he couldn't calm down, as if all the things had piled up all the time, like a volcano erupting, venting all his anger.

He held Yang Jian's shoulders and stared straight at him, only to find that the man's pupils shrank suddenly, as if he was about to run away.Mo Chen sneered, and pressed him hard on the chair.

"Shen, listen to me." Yang Jian felt dizzy. He didn't understand how it all started to happen. What he had been hiding was leaked, and he didn't expect that Mo Chen would send someone to monitor him.

Mo Chen pursed his lips tightly, looking down at the man below him, he was waiting, waiting for him to tell him everything.

After a long time, Yang Jian sighed, raised his head to rest on Mo Chen's neck, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Shen, I'm sorry, I don't want you to worry." Yang Jian said weakly, "But you trust me and give me a little time? I will tell you the whole thing."

Mo Chen raised his hand and stopped in mid-air.

He sneered in a low voice, a hole seemed to be broken in his heart, the hole was getting bigger and bigger, empty and lost, he stretched out his hand and pushed the man away, without even looking back, he slammed the door out.

The howling wind blew the wooden door, creaking.

The moonlight outside the window was still cold, Yang Jian grabbed the black robe left by the man, held it in his arms silently, and sniffed the familiar fragrance on the clothes.

His memory began to become confused again. In fact, this phenomenon appeared very early, but just now, it happened especially violently.

Yang Jian lowered his head powerlessly and fell into boundless chaos.

On the second day, Mo Chen found that Yang Jian started avoiding him.

Even in a dream, his touch would make the other party frown. Mo Chen stared at the man in the nightmare. He thought maybe he should go to the Moon Palace, but he stopped at the entrance of the Moon Palace.He clenched his hands tightly and stared at Yue Gong, it was the first time he was so unwilling.

Chang'e's words that night were repeated in his mind over and over again like a demon.

Scenes from the previous life merged with the current life, and he didn't know how ferocious his expression was when he stared at the Moon Palace.

Jealousy was like a thorn piercing into his heart bit by bit. It hurt so much, but he didn't dare to lick it.Mo Chen felt the pain right now.

He is not a woman, he does not allow himself to lose his mind because of jealousy, and he does not want himself to do things he shouldn't do because of suspicion, but maybe this is love, once he falls into it, even the calmest person will lose his mind.He felt that he seemed to be getting more and more wrong.

The next day, he went to Yuqing Palace.

The Yuqing Palace was still deserted. From the outside, the entire Yuqing Palace was covered by a touch of starlight, sprinkled with crystal light, like frost and snow.Gorgeous and solemn, but it gives people a sense of emptiness.

If you stay here for a long time, I am afraid that people will become empty.It was not the first time for Mo Chen to come to Yuqing Palace, he didn't have much interest in this place, he came to drink.

Although this emperor also gave him a headache, but this emperor always has a lot of fine wine that is rare in the Three Realms.

The Jade Emperor swung the sake in his glass and looked at him playfully. Mo Chen leaned on the stone chair and looked at the starry sky outside the hall. The little crystal stars gave him a sense of loneliness.

He felt that the handsome man on the opposite side looked at him a little strangely, but he was not in the mood to think about it.

"Mo Chen, you came to drink with me today, but because of my nephew?" Jade Emperor teased, "Why, did you quarrel?"

"Arguing?" Mo Chen sneered. It would be great if there was a real quarrel, at least he knew what the other party was hiding from him, but the frightening thing was that the other party didn't want to quarrel with him at all.

"I really want to quarrel with him." Mo Chen drank his wine and rubbed his brows in distress. "You said, if someone keeps writing your name, why?"

"Name?" Jade Emperor raised his eyebrows, and he said with Mo Chen's expression that he couldn't understand, "If this is the case, it will be intriguing. If I want to say it, the name should be very important to him, and he ...don't want to forget him."

Don't want to forget him?Mo Chen felt that he had vaguely caught some clues.

"Why, could it be that Yang Jian fell in love with someone else?" The Jade Emperor teased, "If that's the case, you have to catch him. My nephew is very popular in the heavens now."

Mo Chen paused for a moment, then glared at him, and even joked with him at this time.

"Looking at your reaction, it doesn't seem to be the case." The Jade Emperor pondered his expression, "Could it be that someone else likes him?"

Mo Chen's hand clenched, the jade cup was crushed, and the crumbs fell to the ground with a crisp sound. The wine spilled all over his hands and the jade table, exuding a mellow aroma.

The image of Chang'e flashed in his mind, Mo Chen gritted his teeth and clenched his hands.

The Jade Emperor looked at the ferocious face of the man opposite, and smiled with curved lips.

Emotion has always been the most vulnerable part of a person. No matter how strong a person is, he will let go of all reason and vigilance when facing emotions.

For Mo Chen, Yang Jian is his biggest weakness.

"Mo Chen, it's actually very simple to grab someone's heart, you just need some small tricks." The Jade Emperor held a new wine glass, filled the other person's wine, and said with a smile, "Perhaps inadvertently, it belongs to What's yours...becomes someone else's."

……

At this time, Mortal Realm.

Li Li was sitting in a tavern, enjoying the moonlight and tasting Nurhong.Opposite him, a man in white with silver hair and purple eyes was playing the piano.

Li Li looked at the bright full moon, and smiled mysteriously, "The moonlight tonight is really beautiful, Bai Xiao, when do you think the one from the Moon Palace will do something?"

Bai Xiao stopped playing the piano, and he said indifferently, "What do these things have to do with me? You and I just need to follow the order."

"You are really ruthless when you say that, Bai Xiao." Mo Li raised his evil eyes, "What about the little jade cauldron? But you are also doing it for the sake of order?"

A string under Bai Xiao's hand broke suddenly, and the sharp sound was very abrupt in the silent night.Sensing the cold air emanating from Bai Xiao's body, Li Li chuckled a few times, but looked up at the full moon indifferently.

"Being betrayed and sealed by your dearest lover, Xiao Yuding is really pitiful, Bai Xiao... But you are not heartless enough, could it be that you really love him?"

"This has nothing to do with you, Li Li!" Bai Xiao said indifferently, "You still take care of your own affairs, that spirit bead has been reincarnated for thousands of years, and the cause and effect on you is still tied to him."

Li Li snorted coldly, Lingzhu, he propped his chin, thinking of the young man with red lotus, that beautiful soul really fascinated him.

The night became more and more silent, and suddenly, the bright full moon suddenly dimmed, and a smear of blood red gradually infected the entire moon.Li Li squinted his eyes thoughtfully, and pursed his lips ghostly, "There is no rush between you and me, but...tonight, our dear Majesty will be in a lot of trouble."

In the Demon Realm, Wu Chi is sitting on a high throne. In his hand is a letter. This letter was sent from Yuqing Palace not long ago. There are only two words on it: "Action."

The blue-purple nails pinched the letter, and soon, the letter paper was covered with black flames and turned into ashes.Wu Chi looked down at the tens of thousands of demon troops below, his lips hooked evilly. At this time, it was time for him to send troops.

……

The moonlight was too cold, and this cold feeling made Yang Jian feel that his blood seemed to be frozen.

Chang'e is still a holy white dress, with beautiful patterns outlined by icy blue silk threads on the hem of the skirt, like a clear lotus emerging from water, light and elegant.

She is holding a glass of sake, the glass is made of jade, carved with two small ice blue fish, it seems to come alive in the wine.

Yang Jian frowned tightly, his long messy hair was scattered around his waist, covering his pale face.The symptoms became more serious, and he tried his best to support the pillar, trying to wake himself up.

"Zhenjun, you are tired." Chang'e's beautiful voice was like a clear spring, which made him feel a strange feeling.

"I'm really tired." Yang Jian shook his head, "I don't know why, since yesterday, whenever I touch Shen, I always feel that my whole heart hurts." That kind of pain made him not even dare to take it lightly. The touch ink sinks.

And he also clearly found that his memory seemed to start to blur, as if something had penetrated into his mind abruptly, began to swallow his memory, and then added new things.

His memory of this life began to fade, which made him more and more panicked, and he had to come to the Moon Palace to seek help from Chang'e.

"Why don't you really stay away for a while to recuperate." Chang'e held her slender hand and dripped a little jade dew into the wine glass.

"I have been away for a year, and I don't want to leave him at this time, let alone..." Yang Jian felt sore and painful, "Even if I just look at him, even if I can't touch him, it makes me satisfied."

Chang'e paused, then she took out a flower from her sleeve, took off the petals and put it into the wine glass. The petals melted when they touched the wine.

"The relationship between Zhenjun and Mo Chen really makes Chang'e envious. Chang'e often thinks how wonderful it would be if Houyi was still alive." Chang'e sighed softly, "Zhenjun, Chang'e is really sorry."

"Why does the fairy say that, I have been bothering the fairy, I should be sorry." Yang Jian laughed.

"Forget it," Chang'e sighed inaudibly, "Chang'e will do her best to help Zhenjun." The woman shook the wine glass gently, and under the cover of her wide sleeve, a drop of blood dripped into it and dissolved in the wine.

She picked up the wine glass and handed it to Yang Jian.

"This is?" The liquid in the wine glass exudes a beautiful color like glass, and his vision seems to be in a trance.

"This wine is 'feeling'." Chang'e explained softly, "There is a legend about this wine. Once, there was a goddess who fell in love with the emperor of the gods. Disputes, implicated in the suffering of the world, the goddess could not bear the suffering of the world and took the initiative to sacrifice her body to the heaven."

The woman's alluring voice made him more and more confused, and he lifted his glass unconsciously.

"Later, the goddess sacrificed herself to seal the demon world and quell the grievances in the world, while the emperor lost his love and in desperation, made this wine."

Chang'e slowly put down the jade cup in her hand, and the jade cup knocked against the jade table with a crisp sound. The woman lightly rolled up her wide sleeves and stared at the man who had fallen into a demon.

Love heart, made of love flowers, with painstaking efforts, and taking "Banqing" one after another, can truly control a person's mind.

Chang'e watched the man drink the wine slowly and lowered her eyes.

This man is the most determined man she has ever seen, "broken love", "love heart", he has been taking it for a whole year and he can still stay awake.

Chang'e took back the wine glass, and the moon palace was much cooler than before. The woman took off her outer robe, and she was only wearing a tube top white silk dress. She stretched out her arms like jade, twisted her waist lightly, and danced with long sleeves. Shaking, the jade arms relaxed, the black hair drew a perfect arc, and the petals were floating all over the sky, mixed with a charming fragrance.

There was a faint sound of silk and bamboo orchestras in the air, and Yang Jian half closed his eyes, as if he had fallen into a dream.The woman suddenly flew from the ground, and the long jade silk belt suddenly occupied all the man's field of vision, only the beautiful and beautiful woman with her slender legs lightly touched, her clothes fluttered, and her slender eyelashes trembled slightly, seductive .

The woman smiled, and she walked out of the silk ribbons flying all over the sky, every gesture was perfect.

"Zhenjun, you are drunk." She stretched out her hand and held the jade cup, her light white fingers matched the warm jade, extremely alluring, Danqing's nails were clasped on the jade cup, emitting a faint light.

Yang Jian seemed to hear a voice sticking to his eardrums, ringing again and again. The voice was like a light, graceful and beautiful girl, tinkling like a clear spring; it was also like an old man, telling old stories hoarsely; A sexy man, his magnetic voice seems to be pulling his heart.

'Breakdown' and 'feeling', when used together, are the strongest poison in the world.

The woman chuckled, and she said, "True Monarch, the most painful thing in this world is love. Since it is painful, forget it all. All love and pain, all desires and evil thoughts will be transformed into forgetfulness with this glass of wine." A drop in the river."

Yang Jian felt his heart aching like it was being torn apart. He tried hard to sit up, but found that he didn't even have the strength to move his fingers.

"What did you...do...what?" He struggled to open his eyes, and vaguely saw a woman in white who seemed to be talking about something, with those crystal clear eyes looking down at him.

"Forget about the past in the world of mortals. From today on, your heart...is mine." The woman said slowly in his ear.