The Lotus Lantern is with you

Yang Jian sat in the pavilion blankly, looking at the star-studded lake, he thought of Mo Chen.

He has never been in such intimate contact with anyone, but that person's hand seems to have magic power, easily igniting the desire in his body, making him addicted to it.

This feeling made him even more afraid.

He touched his lips involuntarily, and the man's breath seemed to still remain in his mouth, but the very familiar breath made him nostalgic.

How could he have such an idea.Yang Jian's face became paler and panic hit his chest, he quickly lifted the wine jar and gulped down the wine.He opened his eyes and closed his eyes, his mind was filled with the figure of that man.

Gentle, cold, evil, cruel... The appearance of that person became more and more profound in his heart, but at the same time, he felt more and more painful.

"True Monarch!" Chang'e stood behind the pillar, looking at the man who was drinking heavily alone, he couldn't help but speak.

Yang Jian listened, but the wine in his hand didn't stop. He held the wine jar blankly, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

Mo Chen, Mo Chen... What kind of past did they have?

"Zhenjun, stop drinking." Chang'e bit her lip, looking at the always gentle man in front of her.

That's right, this gentle and elegant man like a nobleman has always paid attention to his own image, but now, he is sitting by the lake in embarrassment, drinking away his worries.

His face was very pale, and his black eyes were full of sadness that could not be concealed.Her long, messy black hair was already wet with wine and stuck to her waist. Chang'e looked at the man surrounded by despair and closed her eyes in embarrassment.

Under the starry sky, the bite mark on the man's lip was very obvious, a little red and swollen, how could Chang'e not know who left it.

This person has always been temperate, but lost himself for another person.

"Mo Chen..." Yang Jian hugged himself tightly in pain suddenly, the memory in his mind became more and more blurred, it seemed that some memories were about to be broken out, but they were forcibly blocked by something.

"Mo Chen, Mo Chen..." He repeated the name like a demon, but the more he said it, the more painful it became.

"Zhenjun, Chang'e is sorry for you." Seeing this, Chang'e panicked.

She covered her lips, tears streaming down drop by drop.

"Zhenjun, Chang'e didn't know that you would be in such pain, Chang'e didn't even know that Chang'e's selfishness brought so much pain to you and Mo Chen. Chang'e was wrong. Chang'e was sorry for you and Mo Chen. "Chang'e couldn't hide the guilt and sadness in her heart, and shouted out the words that had been hidden in her heart.

"It's you." Yang Jian was shocked, "You...what did you do?"

Chang'e's face was full of tears, and she shook her head apologetically, "Zhenjun, the two glasses of wine you drank were named 'Banqing' and 'Qingxin'. Drinking 'Duanqing' will sever love from the one you love. Drink the 'feeling heart', from then on, lose yourself, lose your heart..."

Yang Jian's hands trembled, "You gave the medicine you mentioned earlier, right, you did it."

"Zhenjun!" Chang'e burst into tears, "I lied to you. That day, I asked you to meet in the Moon Palace. I actually wanted you to drink those two glasses of poisoned wine. It's just... I didn't expect that those two glasses of poisoned wine It just made you lose your mind for a moment, so..."

"So, you let me take it for two full years?" Yang Jian had a terrible headache, he forced to recall, but vaguely remembered that when his memory began to have problems, it was Chang'e who offered to help him find a solution.

"Why did you do this? I have always respected you as my elder, so I trust you. Why did you use such a vicious method?" Yang Jian growled through gritted teeth.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Chang'e fell helplessly on the ground, covered her face, and cried in grief, "I don't want to do this, but... I really, I really don't want to live so alone anymore, you How can I understand how tormented it is for a person to live without hope in the cold Guanghan Palace!"

Yang Jian staggered back a few steps, he felt a severe headache.

"For thousands of years, I have missed Hou Yi all the time. I want to see him. I can't imagine how lonely the world without him is."

The woman trembled and cried, "Countless times, I wanted to follow him out of here, but I persisted, I just firmly believed that his soul is still in the world, he is just reincarnated, even if he doesn't remember me, even if He is no longer that Hou Yi, as long as he is still alive, I am willing to hold those memories and live forever."

"I finally got to Mo Chen, he liberated Xin Tiantiao, now, gods can be with mortals, I can finally find him, but I can't find him! He is gone, he is no longer in the Three Realms! "Chang'e exclaimed exasperatedly.

She loves him, only loves him, he is her everything, but he is gone, he took away all the reasons for her to live.

Yang Jian looked at this woman who had lost all reason in shock. At this time, she was no longer the wise, cold and noble Mistress of Guanghan Palace in his heart, but an ordinary woman who lost everything for love.

"Is this... is your reason?" Yang Jian couldn't believe that she could be so crazy.

"However, the Jade Emperor told me that Hou Yi is not dead, he is just not in this world." Chang'e laughed and cried, "Do you know how happy I was when I knew that Mo Chen came from that world?"

"Jade Emperor!" Yang Jian squeezed his hands tightly, "You mean, Jade Emperor?"

Chang'e lowered her head bitterly, "That's right, he sent the poisoned wine. You may not know that 'Qing Xin' is actually the poisoned wine mixed by the Jade Emperor himself. He said, as long as you follow his orders, you will help me." I will find Hou Yi."

"Ridiculous!" Yang Jian scolded in disbelief, "It's ridiculous! You actually betrayed me and Mo Chen for your own personal affair?"

"Zhenjun, I don't ask you to forgive me. I know that I did something wrong and I hurt you." The woman looked at him apologetically with tearful eyes.

"Once taken, there is no cure for love and affection, and it must be taken all the time, otherwise... Zhenjun will continue to suffer forever." Chang'e said anxiously, "Did Zhenjun always feel that when he was close to Mo Chen? The pain is unbearable? This is actually the function of "breaking love". As long as the true king tries to recall the memories related to Mo Chen, it will be painful. If the true king is tempted by Mo Chen, you will not only feel heartache, Even a little touch from the other person can set you on fire."

Yang Jian's face turned pale, and he completely understood why he was in such pain whenever he saw Mo Chen in the past, and he also understood why he felt a burning pain when Mo Chen touched him.

This poisonous wine is actually so vicious.

"Get lost..." Yang Jian glared at the woman kneeling on the ground and growled.

"True Monarch!" Chang'e raised her head in panic.

But seeing Yang Jian covering his head in pain, he staggered and fell to the ground, curled up in pain.

Mo Chen... What did I forget, Mo Chen!

He groaned in pain, trying hard to remember, but under the torment of poisoned wine, he was in great pain.

"True Monarch! Stop torturing yourself, Gentleman!" Chang'e squatted beside the man in panic, and Chang'e was completely at a loss for the man's painful growl. "Stop forcing yourself, Yang Jian! You will die of pain!"

She cried, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Yang Jian, don't torture yourself anymore, okay?"

Yang Jian bit his lip, he shook his head, he wanted to think, how could he forget him, how could he forget him who loved someone so deeply.

He suddenly remembered those indifferent words he had said, and he broke his heart after all.

Mo Chen was seriously injured by him, and the image of the fallen demon was shown in front of his eyes over and over again like a nightmare. It was so painful that his whole body seemed to be torn into pieces.

How could he hurt him, Yang Jian hated him so much, how much pain that person must have felt at that time, what is his little pain compared to him?

"Yang Jian!" The woman begged bitterly. Yang Jian held his heart and raised his head coldly. He slammed her arm away, using the coldest tone.

"roll!"

The woman looked at him sadly, she stood up slowly, looking at the man in pain, her heart felt bitter.

"I'm sorry, Yang Jian, after all, I made a mistake."

Yang Jian was fainted by the pain, the pain made his body twitch continuously even after he passed out.

……

Feng Ling sat beside him, silently looking at the glowing lake water, which was extremely colorful under the morning light.

It wasn't until Yang Jian finally woke up from the pain that Feng Ling turned his head and looked at this embarrassed man.

"It's you." Yang Jian held his aching chest, slowly propped up his body, and sat by the tree.

"Fairy Chang'e has left." Feng Ling said indifferently.

"Really?" Yang Jian took a deep breath, "I mistrusted someone, and I am also responsible for this kind of thing."

Feng Ling looked at him complicatedly, then looked down at the grass and said nothing.

"Are you... Feng Ling?" Yang Jian asked hesitantly.

"You think of me?" Feng Ling was a little surprised.

Yang Jian shook his head, "Xiao Tiangou mentioned you, Feng Ling, you have stayed by my side the longest, so you must know many things."

Yang Jian said, can you tell me about the past between Mo Chen and me?

Feng Ling spoke very slowly, his voice was a little crisp, but the content was very vicissitudes.Only then did Yang Jian finally understand that they had known each other as early as 2000 years ago.

However, he felt that the time of their acquaintance should be traced back to the past, but he no longer has those memories.

He was going to find Mo Chen, and Yang Jian had been tormented all night, so he decided that he wanted to retrieve his lost memory.

Feng Ling was a little surprised, "You should have heard from Chang'e that there is no cure for this poison. If you forcefully recall it, it will only become more and more painful."

Yang Jian took off the jade pendant from his waist and looked in a daze. He didn't answer Feng Ling's words, but Feng Ling knew that this man had already made a decision in his heart.

"Master, you have lost your memory now, and there are some things I want to remind you." Feng Ling said, "Mo Chen is not from the Three Realms, he is the 'Lord of Hell', and also the purest darkness."

"Previously, he was still able to maintain his original intentions after the experience in hell. It was the Qingxin Jue that suppressed the cruelty and tyranny in his soul, but... due to this falling into the devil, the Qingxin Jue has begun to fail, and the tyranny in his body has been released. Out."

Faced with Yang Jian's increasingly serious expression, Feng Ling said with some difficulty, "You also saw what happened at the banquet that day. I think he can no longer suppress the tyranny in his body."

Yang Jian grabbed Yu Pei's hand tightly, obviously recalling the strange power that Mo Chen possessed at that time.

"Master, once the demon in the main body of the hell world is fully awakened, this world will face the greatest crisis, so you must stop him."

Yang Jian clenched his hands, did he make him fall into the devil?

"what should I do?"

Feng Ling said solemnly, "You have a qin, and that qin is called Jiuyuan Qin, which is the accompanying weapon of the Kunlun God. This qin is the only thing that can restrain Mo Chen's heart demon."

Jiuyuanqin... Yang Jian made a decision in his heart.

……

However, in the lower realm, the demon world invaded the human world with troops. At this time, the mortal world became more and more chaotic. In the Civil War, countless cities were slaughtered, and the barbarians who went south washed the entire Central Plains with blood, and the Southern Song Dynasty was dying.

Then, the world loses its morality and its righteousness is dying.