Rebirth of the Substitute Male Concubine

The little Shenlong looked at Nangong Chenli silently, it was the first time he found out that there was a contracted master, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Xue Wuchi looked at Nangong Chenli worriedly, although he didn't know why his mood was suddenly so chaotic, but he saw Nangong Chenli's thoughts of wanting to be alone, Nangong Chenli took time to calm down his mood.

Xue Wuchi led the little dragon out of the tent, and Mozi and others of course understood, and walked out one by one, only Nangong Chenli was sitting alone in the tent.

"Young master, he was fine just now, why did he suddenly?" As soon as he came out, Mo Shen and others asked Tong Mozi, their tone was full of concern, Nangong Chenli was too abnormal.

Xue Wuchi, Wu Ya and Xiao Shenlong also looked at Mozi, what exactly did Nangong Chenli see just now?

After a moment of silence, Mozi said: "The young master saw the portrait of the madam, which was the one that the young master drew the night before the war. As soon as the young master opened the portrait, he froze, and he came back to his senses after a while, but his expression Something is wrong."

When everyone heard it, they fell silent.

Does the young master miss his wife?

Only Xue Wuchi understands, is there any difference between Mo Ziyan's wife, Yu Wan'er?Jade?Is he related to Yucheng or what?

Xue Wuchi looked worriedly at Nangong Chenli in the tent, and strode towards the tent, even though Nangong Chenli clearly wrote, I want to stay alone, but Xue Wuchi was still worried.

"Snow."

Everyone wanted to stop them, but they didn't open their mouths. Maybe this person could comfort their little son.

"Mo Heng, is there something wrong with Yu Wan'er?" After Xue Wuchi came in, she saw Nangong Chenli who was as fragile as a child. asked.

"Xue Wuchi" Nangong Chenli murmured softly when he saw the person coming, his eyes were still confused, when he didn't see Xue Wuchi, it was a little bit clearer.

He still has him.

"Mo Heng, what did you see? What happened?" Xue Wuchi strode in, and her intuition told him that there must be something wrong with Yu Wan'er.

As soon as Xue Wuchi stepped into the tent, she saw Nangong Chenli curling up in Moziyan's footsteps like a wounded little rabbit, like an abandoned child.

Xue Wuchi felt extremely distressed, strode forward, and immediately squatted down beside Nangong Chenli, rubbed him into her arms, and sat on the ground by herself.

The warm body temperature brought Nangong Chenli back to his senses, seeing that it was Xue Wuchi who came, Nangong Chenli lowered his eyes again, and Ren Xuewuchi rubbed him in his arms.And he took advantage of the situation and half-lyed on Xue Wuchi's body, holding Xue Wuchi's waist tightly with both hands.

"Xue Wuchi, Xue Wuchi" Nangong Chenli's tone was trembling and a little uneasy, he only murmured Xue Wuchi's name, Nangong Chenli in this state was like being locked in a cage and hanging on the Yellow River Above average, fragile and restless.

"What happened? Don't be afraid, I'm here, I'm here." Seeing Nangong Chenli like this, Xue Wuchi's heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

Nangong Chenli just shook his head, shaking his head desperately, without saying anything, Xue Wuchi saw that Nangong Chenli didn't say anything, and didn't ask any more questions, just patted Nangong Chenli's back lightly, using this simplest and primitive A way to appease Nangong Chenli.

Xue Wuchi's hand was extremely clumsy, and the strength of patting Nangong Chenli's back was either as light as a feather passing by, or it was like a stone pressing down on him, but even so Nangong Chenli did not show the slightest bit of dissatisfaction, only Closing his eyes, Ren Xuewuchi comforted him in this clumsy way.

After a while, Nangong Chenli's body stopped shaking, but his whole body was still like an ostrich, buried in Xue Wuchi's arms, talking about what he saw in Moziyan's relics.

"Xue Wuchi, I just saw the portrait of Yu Wan'er. She and Mrs. Xinmeng look very similar. They were almost carved out of the same mold. If it wasn't for the words Yu Wan'er, I thought That is my mother, Nangong Chenli's mother."

"What?" Xue Wuchi's hand froze in mid-air, Yu Wan'er and Mrs. Xinmeng looked exactly the same, how could this be possible?

Mrs. Xinmeng?Yu Waner?Nangong Yu?Mozi inkstone?Nangong Chenli?Moheng?What does it matter?

Xue Wuchi was also frightened, but then he understood Nangong Chenli's thoughts. The portraits of Yu Wan'er and Mrs. Xinmeng made Nangong Chenli fear that everything that happened to him was a conspiracy, or that Nangong Chenli Was she born just for Mo Heng?

Nangong Chenli slightly adjusted his position, letting his head rest on Xue Wuchi's heart. Only when Xue Wuchi's steady and orderly heartbeat stopped, Nangong Chenli felt that he was alive and a People, not pawns at the mercy of others.

Nangong Chenli nodded mechanically: "Yes, it is almost carved out of the same mold. I don't understand why. Although my mother is very famous, few people have seen his face. Just now when I saw Yuwan When I saw the portrait of my son, I was stunned, there are people so similar in this world."

"Exactly the same? Are they real sisters? I remember that Mrs. Xinmeng is an orphan, and if Yu Wan'er didn't guess, she must have something to do with Yuchenghe, then" Xue Wuchi was also frightened by her own thoughts.

When it comes to Yucheng, Xue Wuchi has to think, what kind of conspiracy is there, a conspiracy that has been planned for nearly 20 years?

When Nangong Chenli heard that Xue Wuchi was bitterer, he also guessed it, but he was afraid of that guess. If it was true, then wouldn't his birth be just a conspiracy?A chess piece?Nangong Chenli closed his eyes, only telling Xue Wuchi the fragility of his heart.

"I won't remember my mother's appearance wrongly. Yu Wan'er really looks exactly like him. I don't even know who I am now. Who is my mother? Nangong Chenli lives for Mo Heng, Either Mo Heng never existed, or we are just a product of a conspiracy, Mo Heng and I."

Nangong Chenli curled himself up in Xue Wuchi's arms again. Some people say that people who feel insecure will unconsciously curl their bodies into the shape of shrimp, and this is what Nangong Chenli did at this time.

He always thought that he was both Nangong Chenli and Mo Heng, Mo Heng's rebirth and Nangong Chenli's continuation.

Both Nangong Chenli and Mo Heng are the crystallization of their parents' love, but when they saw Yu Wan'er's long portrait, Nangong Chenli felt that his thoughts were completely broken. Li is just an item that has to be born.

Two identical mothers, one of which is related to Yucheng, made it impossible for him to deceive himself or pretend that nothing happened.

"Whether you are Nangong Chenli or Mo Heng, you are you, whether you are Chen Li or Mo Heng, you have done a good job, this is enough, don't think too much, it might just be a coincidence." Xue Wu Chi said comforting reasons that even he didn't quite believe.

Nangong Chenli was still curled up in a ball, without moving a bit. "Is it really a coincidence? Can there really be such a coincidence in this world? Why would Nangong Chenli be reborn on Mo Heng's body after death? Why do they have a mother who looks exactly the same?"

"Chen Li, don't think too much. Those are the grievances of the previous generation. If we can untangle them, we will untie them. If not, just ignore them. No matter what, in my heart, you are you."

Mo Ziyan sat there, still watching with a slight smile, looking at his son, from being vulnerable to calm.

In any case, in my heart, you are me, Nangong Chenli, nodding, nodding again and again, fortunately, fortunately, there is a person named Xue Wuchi in this world, otherwise what would he do.

Just for a moment, he felt that he should not have been born, just for a moment he felt that he should die with Nangong Chenli's death.

"Xue Wuchi, when I saw Yu Wan'er's portrait, I felt for a moment that I was abandoned. Nangong Chenli was abandoned. He only lived for Mo Heng. And Mo Heng was the result of a conspiracy. The product, whether it is Nangong Chenli or Mo Heng, is not blessed."

Holding Xue Wuchi tightly, tightly holding the hem of his clothes, it seems that only in this way can Nangong Chenli feel that he is alive, he is just him, and does not live for anyone.

Nangong Chenli looked at "Mozi Yan" and saw that smiling face, wondering for the first time whether he wished for his own birth or appearance.

And that man who is as warm as spring, his father Nangong Yu.

When he first met him, he didn't doubt himself. Is it because Mo Heng, apart from being most like Mo Ziyan, also looks like Yu Wan'er?And Yu Wan'er is exactly the same as Mrs. Xinmeng?

Every time he thinks of the looks of Yuwan and Mrs. Xinmeng, Nangong Chenli feels that he is in a mess, and the whole person is in a mess. The appearance of Yuwan'er and Mrs. Xinmeng is exactly the same, which makes him doubt whether he really exists.

Xue Wuchi's hand was still patting Nangong Chenli's back lightly. After such a long period of study, he had found a rhythm, which was half slow and half slow, which made people feel very comfortable.

"Even if it's just a conspiracy, I'm very glad that you are the one who survived. Living is more important than anything else. No matter what is between Yu Wan'er and Mrs. Xinmeng, if you want to know, we will investigate. If you don't want to, we will never Shen Feng, we only live for each other."

"Is it okay? Is it okay to live like this without being influenced by them?" Hearing Xue Wuchi's words, Nangong Chenli was slightly moved.

Xue Wuchi nodded solemnly, glanced at "Mozi Yan", and put all his energy on the person in his arms.

Xue Wuchi stretched out his hands to straighten the little head buried deep in his heart, his eyes met Nangong Chenli's.

"Nangong Chenli, yes, think about Nangong Yu who loves you, think about Mrs. Xinmeng who loves you.

And Mo Ziyan, even though I don't understand him, I believe that your appearance is what he wishes for.

Yu Wan'er, no matter who he is, I believe she loves Mo Ziyan, such a man will not be tempted by him without a woman.

Nangong Chenli, it is enough for us to live for each other. "

After the words fell, Xue Wuchi lowered his head again, and his lips gently fell on Nangong Chenli's forehead, sacred and pious.

Unaware that Xue Wuchi would do such a thing, Nangong just stood there in a daze, letting Xue Wuchi's cold lips burn on his forehead