The fallen demon

An hour later, when Mo Xian left the stage, Mrs. Jun tied a jade hat on him personally, and then brought him to the room on the second floor, and handed it to Su Li who had been waiting at the door for a long time, and gave him thousands of instructions: "Mr. Mo, be careful in everything. "

"Thank you."

Luo Yin walked around from the left, grabbed Mo Xian's wrist, and said solemnly: "The royal family is like a scourge to ordinary people. You should think carefully and don't force yourself. Once this door is opened, no one knows what will happen." .”

"Didn't you and Young Master Luo deliberately arrange these?" Mo Xian sneered slightly, pulled out his wrist and pushed the door open without hesitation.

Luo Yin was stunned, watching him go in and didn't know how to keep him or refute him.

Su Li coughed softly on one side: "What are you worried about? Can't you feel that this Mo Immortal is the reincarnation of Master Ming Shiyi? You said that you are a demon, and you can't even distinguish the breath of your soul. , how can it work?"

"You, what did you say?"

Su Li embraced Luo Yin, who was even more shocked, and muttered in a low voice, "Come on, let's go back to the room, and you can tell me how you turned back into a human in a hurry."

Mrs. Juan looked at the two couples and shook her head speechlessly. She didn't have the energy to study what they were thinking.Take your time and always see through.

In this room, Mo Xian pushed open the door, took a deep breath, smiled, and bowed to Jishou: "See Your Highness the Princess."

Jing He rolled his eyes and smiled, then nodded: "Please stand up and sit down."

Mo Xian then got up and sat on her left, she turned sideways and spoke, her voice was neutral and a little hoarse: "Mr. Mo is unique, I have seen it just now, I wonder if I can play a solo for Ben Gong again. ?”

Men's appearance and eyebrows are more heroic, handsome and not outstanding, but pleasant temperament, generous speech and behavior, casual and non-ostentatious smile.

The astonishment in Mo Xian's eyes flashed past, and then he replied calmly: "Returning to Your Highness, Qing Linyu's Xiao Yin will make the listener feel like a dream, but if there is a slight difference in the performance, it will also hurt the player himself. Just now, fortunately, my friend's sound of bamboo Xiao Xiao can be suppressed, which can make the sound more melodious, and will not confuse everyone's minds. If we let Caomin play solo at this moment, I'm afraid there will be accidents."

"So that's the case..." Jing He asked immediately, "Then why did Mr. Mo faint when he left Qing Linyu?"

"The specific reason is unknown to the grassroots. Maybe it's because Qing Linyu has spirituality..." Come on, Mo Xian also started talking nonsense, who asked them to make up such an unreliable story.

"It seems that this Juanxiufang is Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon." Jing He praised highly.

Mo Xian lowered his head, not daring to answer.According to legend, Princess Jinghe has a strong and stubborn temper. If she speaks badly, there is no guarantee that she will not be killed, let alone Qing Linyu, who is closely related to her years of imprisonment.

After a moment of silence, Jing He expressed his intention: "Actually, if the young master of Luoshui Villa hadn't praised you well, I wouldn't have any interest in coming to this fireworks site. But since we're here, we have to do something. Mr. Mo is unparalleled in talent and talent, it is a pity to be relegated to this silk sleeve workshop. I will ask Young Master Luo to find another house for you someday, and reward you with the name of Mo Mansion."

For a moment, Mo Xian's expression changed unpredictably.Jing He had a lot of fun looking at the teacup, seeing that arrogant Mo Xian's tone was as cold as the color of his clothes when he spoke, he couldn't help but feel even more interest in his eyes.

She thought that Mo Xian would proudly refuse, and even prepared an excuse for him.Unexpectedly, Mo Xian bowed his hands and returned the salute without any politeness: "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."

Jing He never expected Mo Xian to be so knowledgeable. After a moment of daze, she smiled meaningfully: "I like Mr. Mo's temperament!"

"Thank you, princess, for your love." Mo Xian's unfazed appearance made him look even more lonely, but also more pure and unparalleled, untainted by the world.

Jing He became more and more satisfied, his smile became deeper, and his eyes sparkled: "Then how about playing a song with your friend for Ben Gong on the day Mr. Mo enters the mansion? It can also be regarded as a thank you to Ben Gong."

"If my friend is willing, Caomin will thank you for this. Today, I will replace wine with tea and serve first." Mo Xian behaved smoothly and gracefully while drinking tea, then wiped his lips calmly, and smiled lightly.

Jing He stood up suddenly, and Mo Xian followed suit.I saw the princess walking in front of him with crooked eyebrows, the top of her head was just at the tip of Mo Xian's eyebrows, her eyes lingered on his lips for a few seconds.

Suddenly, Jing He hooked his right hand, wrapped his arms around Mo Xian's neck, raised his head, and imprinted a clean kiss. Before Mo Xian could react, he waved his hand and laughed and left.

Mo Xian was dumbfounded.This was the result he wanted, but it came a little early and broke all his plans.

After Su Li dragged Luo Yin back to the house, he carefully asked him about his feelings and emotions when he turned back into a human, and found that...

"I know why you can't control yourself." He forced Luo Yin to sit on the bed.The posture of the two big men inevitably made them flustered, but Su Li was relentless, and Luo Yin had no choice but to follow suit.

"Do you want to tell me?" Seeing that he didn't intend to continue, Luo Yin stared at herself instead.

Su Li smiled leisurely, pinched his chin and asked for a kiss, before saying: "Actually, you are the same as me. When you want to escape reality and have other needs, you become a rabbit. But when your desire to turn back into a human is strong enough , naturally came back."

When he said this, Luo Yin suddenly felt enlightened.Seems to be the case?

"You try it?" Su Li smiled and induced him.

Luo Yin naturally knew that he had bad intentions, but he still tried.But after holding back his thoughts for a long time, there was no movement at all, his eyes almost went straight, but he still didn't turn into a rabbit.

"You are wrong." Luo Yin announced to him.

"Impossible, the transformation of all monsters is the same." Su Li straightened his neck and retorted.

Luo Yin drooped his brows slightly, and said nothing, the silence represented all his helplessness.

During the few days when he and Su Li were together, the rumors of Juanxiufang spread all over the sky. It was not until a few days later, when Mo Xian received the imperial decree to expedite the eight hundred miles of Jincheng, that everyone's eyes were completely diverted.

Princess Jinghe declared the decree in person.It probably means that because Immortal Mo was shocked by his talent and was appreciated by treasures, Immortal Mo was specially appointed as the royal voice of the court and given a mansion.

Naturally, the identity of the Moxian actor ceased to exist.All the people in Juanxiufang should be inferior to him.

When he took the imperial decree from Jinghe's hand, he touched her palm vaguely, and when he raised his head, his smile was shining like a lotus flower, gorgeous and innocent, beautiful but suddenly seductive.

Only Luo Yin and Su Li saw the coldness in his eyes.

Jing He was completely in a daze, looking at him with a silly smile as if he had left his soul.It wasn't until the father-in-law next to her pushed her lightly three times that she woke up like a dream, and continued: "I have chosen the mansion, No. [-] Yangliu Lane, Mo Qing can choose to move to the Mo Mansion some day."

"Alone, let the princess tell me."

"Then let's do it tonight. Mo Qing tidy up. Ben Gong will come to see you at Mo Manor tonight." Jing He smiled leisurely, and Shi Shi ran away.

Seeing that the play was over, Luo Yin lowered her head and turned to leave. Mo Xian's clear "Mr. Luo, please stop" made everyone look sideways.

Luo Yin turned her head, puzzled.

"Mr. Luo, from today onwards, you will be my voice assistant."

Si Yin, Yu Yin's exclusive entourage, ordered by Yu Yin.

It seems that Mo Xian is not stupid, he saw Luo Yin's help on the day when "Qing Ling Tune" was played.

This was exactly what Luo Yin wanted, and then he knelt down and replied calmly: "Thank you, Lord Mo."

"Please get up." At this moment, the chill piercing from Mo Xian's bones was like a shadow that covered the sky and covered the entire Silk Sleeve Workshop, and those blue-black steps pulled all of Luo Yin's nerves.

Mo Mansion is twice as big as Juanxiufang, with pavilions, pavilions, waterside promenades, banyan tree bridges and rocky mountains with flowers, all of which reflect the ethereal aura of Mo Immortal.

In the afternoon, Luo Yin packed all his precious musical instruments into the new living room for Mo Xian, returned to his study, and asked, "Master Mo, do you have any other orders?"

"Sit with me." He patted the cushion beside him, put down the book in his hand, and folded it to the side.

Su Li had been inseparable from Luo Yingying all this time, and now he was looking at them from a distance, frowning uneasily.

Luo Yin hesitated for a moment, then walked over.

Mo Xian suddenly sneered, "How about making a deal?"

"I want to know why you use Qing Linyu to climb up the high branch of the princess." Luo Yin went straight to the point. He wondered about this question for a long time, and the people Su Li sent out to investigate did not respond for a long time.

"Oh, since Mr. Luo is so straightforward, I have nothing to hide. Yuyin's false name is just a way for Jinghe to imprison me. The emperor doesn't care who I am, but I want to rely on Jinghe to walk into the Jincheng."

"What do you want to do?" Luo Yin felt intuitively that his purpose was the key to his mission.

"Don't ask too much, when I need you, just do it..." Mo Xian's voice suddenly became mournful, hoarse and choked.In those misty eyes, there are past events and secrets that cannot be seen through.

Luo Yin twitched the corners of her mouth and joked with him: "Adults are the parents of the little ones, and the little ones will die, not to mention that you and I have a gift for Xiao."

"That's good." He retracted the soft light in his eyes, "Tonight, when the princess comes, I will use Qing Linyu again. I hope you will cooperate with me."

"Do your best."

Luo Yin scratched the tip of her nose, turned and left.

It was night, Mo Yu picked out a tea-white gown with water sleeves, the hem and cuffs were embroidered with light green bamboo leaves, sitting in the front hall with flickering candles, it was really dazzling.

Su Li quietly grabbed Luo Yin's hand and stood behind him, waiting for Jing and the princess who had come late.

"She always looked so arrogant in her past and future lives. I really can't bear it." Su Li complained in a low voice, Luo Yin smiled and shook her head. If she is really Gu An's soul, then a little arrogance is normal.

Jing He glanced at Luo Yin, sat on the upper seat, and smiled slightly: "Mo Qing, are you ready?"

"It's ready, just wait for the princess' instructions." Mo Xian got up and knelt down, not daring to look at the princess directly, once he remembered that day and such a passionate kiss, his ears turned red.

"Then let's start." Jing He took the teacup handed over by the servant, took a sip with a smile on his face, and looked at Mo Xian's ears thoughtfully.

This time, Moxian chose Changxiao's famous song "Lan Jianghuai", a song full of joys and sorrows.The timbre is full and powerful, clear and crystal clear, as if the player has precious jade in his mouth.The tune is melancholy, soft and long, like silk, like weeping like complaints, which makes people feel like a dream.When I woke up, there was no sound in the hall.

Dreams are just like dreams.

Ruo, without Luo Yin's suppression.I am afraid that what is produced is an illusion.

Luo Yin stabilized the final note, paying attention to Mo Xian's every move, and saw that he was sweating profusely after playing a song, and his strength was weak, and suddenly he sat down on the stool and couldn't stand up, holding his head with one hand, and his eyes were scattered.

Luo Yin quickly reached out to support him from behind, and asked in a low voice, "Lord Mo, how are you doing?"

There was a moment of stagnation in the room, the moon and stars were sparse outside the window, the treetops were swaying, and the cool breeze drove the bright candles in the room.Everything made Mo Xian more haggard and lonely.

Jing He was stunned for a moment before he regained his composure, and hurriedly got up and walked to Luo Yin's side to support Mo Xian: "Bengong, come."

"Are you coming?" Luo Yin was puzzled and did not let go, "How can the princess phoenix body do such a lowly thing?"

"Mr. Luo, I appreciate your kindness, but Mo Xian is a member of my family, so it's not up to you to ask me how to take care of him?" Jing He's palms were hardened, his eyes turned cold, and there was a hint of coldness in his cold words. Laughed, and then forced Mo Xian to take him over.

Luo Yin stepped back, but Su Li pressed his waist and touched his arm wordlessly: Perhaps, the possibility that Jing He is Gu An is greater than 60.00%, but just now, Jing He's thrust and muscle strength were obviously much weaker. But it is also strong enough for women.