Mo Lian drags the small hand of the tree, and then leaves the palace without taking her back. He leaves behind all the good feasts of the Lantern Festival and all the civil and military officials.

Now the streets have become busy and the flow of people has begun to increase.

Two people in the crowd shuttle, miraculously let everyone dare not close, together to the left and right sides to make a way.

"Ink lotus." The tree puffed up his little cheeks, pulled the palm of his hand, and called out, "ink lotus."

Mo Lian leads her into a remote alley and stops under a winding stone arch bridge.

Beside the arch bridge, there stands a stone tower more than three meters high. There are several green plants planted nearby. In winter, the leaves are all gone.

He stood there, tall and slender, and the tree could not help tugging at his sleeve, "Lotus!"

Suddenly, Mo Lian turned around, holding her in her arms with one hand, pressing her tightly on her chest, and gently rubbing her hair at the back of her head with the other hand.

The man mouth corners light purses, hang head, after a long while just way, "sorry, let you suffer injustice again."

"Later, we will not enter the palace. I won't let you have such a thing again, OK? " His chin moved on her little head, his face disagreed.

"Look at you. I'm not so angry. Why are you so angry?" The tree raised his hand and pulled a strand of his hair. He said softly, "your father is an old fool. You don't know. Why do you have to breathe with him. "

"Besides, you just have a bad attitude towards your parents. Don't do that next time." Said the tree softly.

"They are not good to you, I am angry with them." Molian rubbed her head impatiently.

Because you are my baby, so I hope that the world will treat you as a baby

Ink lotus's idea is so easy to understand.

Tree eyes light slightly move, head in his arms arch arch, "then, your mother had a knot in my heart, you do so again, they may be more indifferent to me."

"Don't worry about Zheng Ji." The tree's eyes flickered with cold light, "she dare to calculate me, I will not let her have a good end."

"I had her dealt with." Even if it annoys my father, so what.

This time, Mo Lian was determined to die. This woman touched his bottom line too much. She even came up with such a vicious way to frame Joe.

The plot failed because his Jo Jo was clever, not because the bitch was merciful.

"Zheng Ji's grace has been lasting for so many years. That's your father's true love." The tree held his waist, looked up at his face full of melancholy color, and raised the master to caress his forehead.

"True love." Mo Lian sniffed, eyes burst out a cold light, "I want her to lose everything! Death cannot enter the Royal Mausoleum! "

It's hard to get rid of the hatred in his heart if he doesn't frustrate him.

"Lotus..." The tree thought of comforting him a few more words, but was tightly hugged by his arm.

"No one can bully you." He whispered in her ear.

Arbor thinks about it. This guy doesn't care if he likes to ask you a question. It's like asking for advice. In fact, he made a decision early in the morning.

I'll do it before him anyway.

And she, just learned a kind of very interesting Fu, want to find someone to try it!