Rebirth of God's Favor

Yeah, I almost forgot.All right, you guys continue to practice, I'll be watching. "After finishing speaking, Ming Han leaned against the beauties under the flower gallery, watched Mo Yun's dance seriously, and gave some pointers from time to time. Anyway, Ming Han is a serious priest of the gods, and his eyes are not usually vicious. Many small moves that Yunsha and Dingxiang couldn't see the problem with her, the effect is immediate. Jumping to the sun's shadow, Mo Yun's celebration dance has already made a qualitative leap, and it's just waiting to show its skills at night.

The area of ​​Luoshui Palace is not very large, but it is exquisite and meticulous. The most important thing is that it is next to Qinglin Palace, the residence of Concubine Yushen, where Yang Tongyun will spend his most important 50 years in the palace.Mo Yun rushed to Luoshui Palace, greeted the new owner of the palace, Yang Tongyun, and after seeing the boss of the palace, Yang Tongyue, he rushed into the side hall to prepare for the dance.

Originally, the ceremony dance was the finale of the palace banquet, but considering Mo Yun's young age, Yang Tongyue mentioned Mo Yun's dance as the third one.In the side hall, he used a few small dots to pad his hunger and drank a few sips of tea. With the help of Yunsha, Mo Yun put on a dress that was modified by the maid in charge of the clothes room, and stood in front of the ice mirror. Turning around, Mo Yun couldn't help pouted: "Sister Sha, I'm a boy."

"I know, why is Xiaoyun'er dissatisfied with my craftsmanship?"

Yunsha stood aside, looking at her masterpiece with satisfaction.Ever since Mo Yun proposed to dance in person, Yunsha's passion for creation has never been greater.Originally, Mo Yun, who inherited the lineage of the No. [-] and No. [-] beauties in the world, has an unparalleled good appearance, but he is lazy by nature. He neither pays attention to appearance like the first prince, nor likes to dress up like the second prince. It is a waste of money The pretty face given by her parents.Tonight, Mo Yun is performing the celebration dance on behalf of the sacrificial hall, so she has to dress up well. Look, after she has taken care of it carefully, the little Mo Yun shows an indisputable beauty, paired with a solemn yet gorgeous dress. The sacrificial dress, just by standing there, can easily attract everyone's attention.

"Uh, I didn't say anything." Seeing Yun Sha's eyes full of stars, Mo Yun swallowed his complaints with interest.Having been with Yunsha day and night for these years, he is very clear about the former's interest in dressing up dolls. On weekdays, he still has many excuses to decline Yunsha's enthusiasm. Obviously, today is such a grand day, and there is no reason for it.Forget it, at most two quarters of an hour, Renren passed.

Resigned to his fate, Mo Yun didn't repeat any more, just in time the female official of Luoshui Palace informed him that he could play. Finally, he straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and walked into the main hall under the moonlight.

The most favored third prince looks the most like Yang Tongyue. This is a well-known fact in the harem court. The concubines and officials who participated in the opening banquet tonight have seen Mo Yun more or less several times before. Zhong is just a very beautiful child, but seeing him today completely overturned the previous understanding of these people.

The eyes of the inexperienced boy are clear and bright, more charming than the brightest morning star in the night sky.Wearing a somewhat rigid sacrificial dress, it contradictoryly reveals a kind of ascetic beauty.As the music played, the young man raised his head slightly. Under the moonlight, his skin was as smooth as jade, and his stunning facial features suddenly became blurred.The wide sleeves fluttered with the boy's increasingly violent movements, and a pair of skinny and slender hands outlined a series of complicated handprints. It was a language that communicated with the gods, mysterious and strange.The music gradually became low, and the young man suddenly stopped all his violent movements, and stood with his hands behind his back, ta, ta, ta, ta, da... At first it was just a simple step, but every step seemed to be stepping on the heart, and the heart followed unconsciously. The rhythm of stepping beats, vaguely as if, in the forgotten distant memory, familiar footsteps sounded.Who, who, who left indelible footsteps in the soul in the bottom of my heart, my heart gradually became confused, and the elves dancing under the moon suddenly became taller, the familiar and strange figure, ah, that is, that is the ancestor , the footsteps of ancestors!

The continuous steps like waves stopped quietly at the moment when everyone was alert. Mo Yun jumped high, stretched his hands, spun, spun, spun again, and landed silently.

For a long, long time, when people found themselves from being lost, their memories came back, and everything in front of them became clear again. In the middle of the hall, a beautiful young man who seemed real and illusory clasped his hands piously, and uttered a beautiful but difficult syllable.

In an instant, as if under a collective spell, all the people in the hall, including the waitresses and waiters, all assumed the same prayer posture and said in unison: "God bless all beings."

After reading the prayer in the above ancient language, Mo Yun heaved a sigh of relief when he was satisfied with the response from the audience, and it was OK.Liding raised his head, as expected, Yang Tongyun, the host of the banquet, had bright eyes and really convinced him, using such a face to put on such a wretched expression.Mo Yun slandered endlessly in his heart, but, from the looks of it, he should be very satisfied with his gift.Turning his gaze, hey, why is Lian Yang Tong Jin also looking so absent-minded?And Yang Tongyue, who was on the main seat, also disappeared. He was still there before the dance, and the banquet just started. Where did he go? Did he go to change clothes?

The dull Mo Yun obviously didn't realize how charming he was just now, but felt that the atmosphere at the scene was weird.After dancing the ritual dance, he was sweating all over, and the airtight dress was very uncomfortable to wear, so Mo Yun decided to go back to the side hall and change into light clothes.So, he bowed and stopped exploring the strange atmosphere in the hall, turned around and walked towards the side hall.

"Sister Sha, yarn group, quickly help me take off this cumbersome outfit, Sister Sha?" Out of the main hall, away from the eyes of everyone, Mo Yun trotted all the way, and soon rushed into the side hall.The disappearance of the female officer who was supposed to be guarding outside the hall did not attract Mo Yun's attention. When he rushed into the hall, but couldn't see Yunsha, Mo Yun realized that the quietness of the hall was unusual.

"come..."

Before Mo Yun finished speaking, he suddenly heard a suppressed gasp from behind, is there anyone?Before Mo Yun could turn his head, his whole body fell into a fiery and strong embrace, accompanied by a fiery breath spraying on the back of his neck.

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28. Moon hazy...

"Um... um..."

The little boy's hands were firmly pressed behind his back, and his head was slightly tilted back, revealing a graceful neck.The beautiful man with a demonic aura unceremoniously tasted the delicacy on his lips. The saliva that was too late to swallow between his lips and tongue flowed down from the corners of his lips. Wu Yun quietly watched what happened in the house.

The forty-year-old Mo Yun, together with Jin Hai's first life, has lived almost a sixty years. However, in terms of love affairs, the sum of the two lives is still a virgin.From discovering Yang Tongyue hiding in the corner to being imprisoned in Yang Tongyue's arms and wantonly kissing, Mo Yun, who was overly frightened, didn't come back to his senses.Until his chest felt tight and painful, Mo Yun's sanity gradually returned, what was he doing, Yang Tongyue, what was his father doing?

Mo Yun began to struggle with all his strength, but all his efforts were weak and almost negligible to Yang Tongyue who was completely conquered by his sweetness.Not to mention anything else, just a simple competition of strength between a 12-year-old boy and a grown man, it is clear at a glance who wins and who loses.

The lips were savagely snatched by the man who suddenly turned into a wild beast. He struggled but couldn't move away. His breathing became heavier and heavier. After a while, Mo Yun's body softened and he was about to pass out.Yang Tongyue noticed Mo Yun's discomfort at the first time, bit Mo Yun's sweet and inconceivable lips hard, and then left Mo Yun reluctantly, and kissed Mo Yun in her arms who didn't know how to breathe through her nose. A space for people to breathe.

At the moment when he was about to suffocate, the air suddenly flooded into his lungs again. Mo Yun didn't care about scolding Yang Tongyue, and quickly took a deep breath. Suddenly, a low voice full of passion and love sounded beside his ear:

"Yuaner."

Mo Yun's body froze, what he heard just now, if his ears were fine, what Yang Tongyue called out was his short-lived mother's name.Unexpectedly, Mo Yun clearly recalled Ming Han's words in the afternoon.

"It's so similar. The Yun'er just now is very similar to the sister Yuan back then. I remember that at the opening banquet of His Majesty, the sister Yuan was exactly Yun'er's age. Wearing this dress, singing a sacrificial dance, dumped everything For the guests present, that night became a night of love between His Majesty and Sister Yuan."

Could it be that Yang Tongyue drank too much and mistook him for Mingyuan?

Thinking of this, Mo Yun couldn't help but have black lines all over his face, ahhh, what is this? !Before Mo Yun could vent his depression silently, that Yang Tongyue noticed that Mo Yun's pale face had returned to rosy, and lowered his head, looking close to kissing him again.Mo Yun was shocked, and hurriedly called out.

"Father, Father, wait a minute, you should be sober, I am Yun'er!"

Yang Tongyue slowed down a little, and repeated unconsciously: "Yun...er?"

"Yes, I'm Yun'er, Father, have you remembered?" I was too surprised just now and didn't pay attention. After calming down, I realized that the smell of alcohol on Yang Tongyue's body was not very strong, so he probably didn't drink too much. Moreover, since Yang Tongyue responded to him, it seems that he will soon be able to get rid of the current embarrassing situation, Mo Yun thought optimistically.

However, what Mo Yun didn't know was that his eyes that suddenly sparkled because he saw hope, and his lips that were red, swollen and watery because of the passionate kiss just now, fell into Yang Tongyue's eyes but turned into a kind of silent invitation.Yang Tongyue is not a person who pays attention to lust, but as a god emperor, he will naturally not lack beauty