With a "boom", several figures fell together with the broken tiles.
"Ouch."
Wen Xian was lying at the bottom, with Ye Wuyou lying on his back, and Nuan Se on top of Ye Wuyou.
Looking at the three people in a mess on the ground, Yan Moshang's face darkened instantly, and a chill suddenly erupted.
"Third brother, eldest sister, Xiao Wuyou, you guys."
Liang Sheng also stared at Wen Xian and Nuan Se with wide eyes, speechless.
These two people were really free. They stayed up so late and actually came to take a peek. Even if they just took a peek, they even brought Xiao Wuyou with them.
Looking at Xiao Wuyou's ignorant pink eyes, Liang Sheng was even more embarrassed.
"Well, we're not here to take a peek. We're here to watch the stars from the rooftop."
Nuan Se hugged Xiao Wuyou and climbed up. She did not look at Yan Mosang's dark face. She only looked up at the roof, as if studying why the roof was broken.
Wen Xian also got up, pointed at the roof and said with a flattering smile, "Yes, we are here to see the stars. This roof is too weak. Fourth brother-in-law should find someone to repair it when he has time."
Fourth brother-in-law.
The third brother really dared to scream, but that was right. If he married her, wouldn't he become the fourth brother-in-law
Liang Sheng turned to Yan Mosang with a strange look on his face, and sure enough he saw that his handsome face, which was already dark, was now so dark that it was almost dripping with water.
"You two want to watch the show for as long as you want, why don't you get down and take them out."
Glancing at the hole in the roof, Yan Mosang spoke coldly.
When Liang Sheng was confused, Han Xiao and Xia Houchen flew down.
Seeing Han Xiao and Xia Houchen, Liang Sheng's face turned red with embarrassment.
Pulling up the quilt, covering her face and pretending to be dead, if there was a crack in the ground now, she would get in without hesitation.
Fortunately, Han Xiao and Xia Houchen knew that they were in the wrong and did not linger. They directly pulled Wen Xian and Nuan Se and Xiao Wuyou out of the room.
As soon as the few people left, Yan Moshang set up formations around them.
Looking at Liang Sheng, who was still pretending to be dead under the quilt, Yan Mosang smiled fondly.
"Okay, they're all gone."
Hearing this, Liang Sheng lifted the quilt, threw herself into Yan Moshang's arms, and pouted aggrievedly, "Eldest sister and the others are so bad, even the second brother was involved."
Yan Moshang chuckled and rubbed the top of Liang Sheng's hair lovingly.
"They haven't even gotten married yet!"
The implication is that we have plenty of opportunities to take revenge.
Liang Sheng's eyes lit up and she raised her eyes quickly, "That's right. When they get married, let's go take a peek."
Looking at Liang Sheng's bright eyes, Yan Moshang's heart moved, and he smiled evilly and moved to the crimson lips, "Whatever you want to see, I'll show it to you."
For just a moment, Liang Sheng was stunned, staring blankly at Yan Mosang, immersed in that evil smile and couldn't extricate himself.
He was good-looking, and his smile was even more charming. Even if she saw him every day, she couldn't help but indulge in it.
Looking at Liang Sheng's cute look, the smile on Yan Moshang's lips deepened, and he leaned over to pout his lips as delicate as cherry blossoms.
The purple watery eyes gradually became blurred, until finally she gasped and closed her eyes.
The night is as silent as water, charming and long.
At midnight, it started to rain.
There was a "boom", and a silver lightning flashed down in the sky.
In one of the rooms in Dongyuan, a little man was suddenly awakened by the sound of thunder.
"Mother."
Ye Wuyou stood up suddenly and looked confusedly at the unfamiliar room, not knowing where he was for a moment.
"boom"
Another bolt of lightning struck.
"Mother."
Ye Wuyou was so frightened that he threw off the quilt and ran outside.
Outside the house, there was lightning and thunder, and the wind and rain were blowing. Ye Wuyou was barefoot and wearing thin clothes, shivering.
here
By the way, this is Sister Sheng’s home. Go find Sister Sheng.
"Your sister Sheng is getting married. If she hugs you again, then Brother Yan will be angry."
Wen Xian's words suddenly flashed through his mind, and Ye Wuyou's steps suddenly stopped.
You can't go to Sister Sheng, Brother Yan will be angry.
Ye Wuyou frowned in distress.
what to do? The only choice is to find Brother Xiao.
Besides Liang Sheng, the one that Ye Wuyou liked the most and admired the most was Han Xiao.
Standing at the door, Ye Wuyou hesitated again.
Oops, does Brother Xiao live on his left or right
After thinking for a long time with a frown, Ye Wuyou still chose the left side.
Ye Wuyou crouched and quietly entered the room on the left, then quickly got into the warm bed.
As if it still wasn't warm enough, Ye Wuyou kept rubbing himself against the warm heat source next to him.
Wen Xian was sleeping soundly, when suddenly something wet was pressed on his chest, and he suddenly lost most of his sleep.
He opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the unknown object huddled in his arms, and frowned, "Wouyou?"
"I'm sorry Brother Xiao, I'm afraid of thunder. Can I sleep with you tonight?"
Hearing Wen Xian's sleepy hoarse voice, Ye Wuyou explained guiltily.
"Brother Xiao?"
Wen Xian's voice suddenly rose in pitch, seeming to be even more angry than before when someone disturbed his sleep.
Ye Wuyou frowned, looked at Wen Xian carefully, and then jumped up in shock.
"I'm sorry, Brother Xian, I went into the wrong room. I thought you were Brother Xiao."
The more Ye Wuyou spoke, the darker Wen Xian's face turned.
Looking at Wen Xian's dark face that was almost dripping with water, Ye Wuyou swallowed his saliva with some fear.
"I...I'm going to Brother Xiao's room now."
As Ye Wuyou said that, he wanted to jump out of bed, but Wen Xian caught him back.
"Do you dare to try?"
Wen Xian directly pulled Ye Wuyou back into his arms, his voice sounding like he was gritting his teeth.
"Brother Xian?"
Ye Wuyou frowned and wanted to raise his eyes, but Wen Xian held him down and couldn't move.
"Aren't you afraid of thunder? There's quite a lot of thunder outside now."
Wen Xian said angrily while using his profound energy to dry Ye Wuyou's soaked clothes and hair.
When Ye Wuyou heard this, he shrank his neck in fear and nestled in Wen Xian's arms, completely afraid to move.
Perhaps because the clothes were dry, Ye Wuyou felt warm and had Wen Xian beside him, so he quickly fell asleep.
Looking at the cute little face in his arms, a warm color flashed in Wen Xian's eyes, and he suddenly thought of something and felt annoyed again.
That black-faced god, he is so good, but he would rather go to the black-faced god than come to him.
He reached out and took the soft little body into his arms, smelling the faint fragrance of milk, Wen Xian gradually fell asleep.
Early the next morning, Yan Aotian summoned Yan Moshan into the palace.
Royal study room.
Yan Aotian was waiting for Yan Mopan with a haggard look on his face. The new white hair on his temples made him look ten years older.
"You're looking for me?"
Looking at Yan Aotian's dejected look, Yan Mosang frowned slightly.
"You're here, sit down."
Seeing Yan Moshang, Yan Aotian's eyes lit up and he finally cheered up.
Yan Mopan sat down as he was told, and the palace attendants quickly brought him hot tea, and then respectfully withdrew.
The imperial study room was very quiet, and neither of them spoke first. It was not until after a cup of tea that Yan Aocai spoke quietly.
"Do you really want to go to Hantian with her?"
There was a touch of distressing oldness in the hoarse voice.
Yan Moshang's eyes flickered, and a hint of guilt flashed across his eyes, "I will take care of things here."
Yan Aotian frowned suddenly, and his heart suddenly ached.
"I will handle Xuri's matter on my own. I just hope that for the sake of your mother and Qingxuan, you will not leave Luo Bing."
The hoarse old voice was full of pleading.
Yan Moshang lowered his eyes, not daring to look at Yan Aotian's pleading eyes.
After a long time, he said dullly, "I don't belong to Luo Bing."
He belongs to Hantian, and there are too many people waiting for him in Hantian. No matter how many ties Luo Bing has, he still has to go back.
Hearing this, Yan Aotian's face turned pale, his body leaned back, and his fingers could not help but tremble.
"Are you so heartless?"
How could he, how could he be so cruel.
"sorry"
Yan Moshang murmured lowly, then stood up and left.
After Yan Moshang left, Yan Qingxuan walked out from behind the bead curtain.
"Father, are you okay?"
Seeing Yan Aotian's bad expression, Yan Qingxuan immediately stretched out his hand to support him.
"Xuan'er, Bao'er him."
Yan Aotian raised his eyes and looked at Yan Qingxuan, his eyes full of anxiety.
Yan Qingxuan's eyes flickered, "I heard it."
He heard everything he said just now, so he didn't know how to comfort him.
"How can I be worthy of your dead mother if he leaves like this?"
As Yan Aotian spoke, he shed a line of tears.
Seeing Yan Aotian like this, Yan Qingxuan felt very sad.
For so many years, my father had always pretended not to like him in order to protect Mo Sang. Only he knows how much he loves Mosang, but this love is hidden too deeply. Now he finally doesn't want to hide it anymore, but Mosang is leaving, how can he not feel uncomfortable.
"You have the best relationship with him. He has listened to you the most since he was a child. If you try to persuade him, he will definitely listen to you."
Suddenly thinking of something, Yan Aotian held Yan Qingxuan's hand tightly, as if he had grasped the last straw.
"This time, he won't listen to me."
Yan Qingxuan shook his head and hugged Yao Aotian gently, like a child.
He and Mo Sang had the best relationship, but because they were good friends, he couldn't bear to keep him.
He must have his reasons for insisting on leaving. No matter what the reason was, he didn't want to force it.
Although he was reluctant to let him go, he also didn't want to see him living without a soul.
Before the sixth brother and sister came, he had no soul. It was not until the sixth brother and sister came that he seemed to have a soul again.
Calmness returned to the imperial study room again, and Yan Qingxuan just held Yan Aotian quietly and did not leave for a long time.
"Slave, please see the Sixth Prince."
As soon as Yan Moshang walked out of the imperial study, he met a familiar palace maid.
Yan Moshang frowned and looked at the palace maid without saying anything.
The palace maid stood up on her own, then looked around cautiously to make sure no one was there, then she said softly, "My master has invited me."
Yan Moshang frowned a little more when he heard this. When he raised his head again, the palace maid was already leading the way.
Looking at the palace maid's back, Yan Moshang's eyes flickered, and he finally raised his foot and followed her.
The palace maid walked very quickly, and in a short time, she brought Yan Mosang to a remote palace.
In the center of the hall stood a person wearing a black cloak. Judging from the figure, he should be a woman.
The woman slowly turned around and said, "Sixth Prince."
Seeing the woman's face, Yan Mosang frowned suddenly, "Is it you?"