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Liu Gong sighed and replied: "Your Majesty is right. The crown and braids were all given to you by Empress Song after you ascended the throne."
"Oh, you said Song Qiutong." Mo Ran sneered, raised his head and took a sip of Li Huabai, "Did I ever hear her instructions?"
Maybe it's because time is running out, and I'm not afraid that Jane is in the emperor's heart, and if he doesn't like it, he will kill himself, and the old man is telling the truth.
Liu Gong lowered his eyes and sleeves and said: "Yes, when Your Majesty first came to the throne, Empress Song was very favored. For a while, His Majesty would do what Her Majesty said. All these...Has Your Majesty forgotten?"
"Forget?" Mo Ran laughed, "I haven't forgotten, how could I forget..."
After I married Song Qiutong, someone leaked the news and told her that the reason why His Majesty favored her was because her appearance was 50% similar to the deceased Shi Mingjing.
She is a clever person, so she is always inquiring about Shi Mei's behavior and behavior, revealing it faintly in the life of husband and wife, as if she is an old friend.
How could I forget it.
Mo Ran smiled sideways, and suddenly took off the crown on the bun, without looking at it, and threw it into the pool of water, startling a koi, and the figures in the lake became more and more crooked.
In this ferocious scene, he unbraided his hair, let his ink-like hair hang down, and leaned sideways by the lake, letting the sparkling water reflect his face in a cloudy and uncertain way.
"Okay, the hair crown is lost, and the hair bun is also untied, Lao Liu, you can help me think about it again, what is missing, so that I can return to the appearance before I became the throne?"
"this……"
"Is it a hairband?" Mo Ran looked at the reflection and said, "The most common blue hairband for the disciples of the dead and alive. Is there any more in the palace?"
"Yes, in the first year of His Majesty's enthronement, when he took off the student uniform of the Peak of Death and Life, he told the old slave to put it away. If His Majesty wants it, the old slave will help you get it."
"Great, go ahead, get everything else besides the hairband."
Liu Gong went back and forth, holding a stack of old clothes in his hand, Mo Ran sat up, his fingertips touched the texture of cotton and linen, and the flickering past turned up, like a dead leaf falling on a thousand sores Hundred holes in the heart. On a whim, he randomly picked up a robe and wanted to put it on his body.
But the clothes he wore when he was young were already too small, no matter how he fiddled with them, he couldn't put them back on.
Suddenly burst into anger.
"Why can't you put it on! Why can't you go back!!"
He was circling around in a cage like a trapped animal, with a crazy expression on his face and a frightening gleam in his eyes.
"This is my clothes! Is this my clothes??!! You have taken it by mistake! If it is my clothes, why can't you wear it!!! Why can't you wear it——!"
The old slave is used to seeing his master as a madman.
I used to think that Mo Ran was terrible, but today there is no reason, I feel that this man is very pitiful.
Where is he looking for clothes, he is clearly looking for the self who will never come back.
"Your Majesty." The old man sighed faintly, "Let it go, you are no longer the young man of yesterday."
"..." Mo Ran was originally furious, but he turned his head viciously when he heard the words, staring at the old man's face like a dead wood, but he seemed to be choked, unable to say anything, but the end of his eyes were red, and he couldn't help panting He was angry, and said after a long time, "It's no longer...?"
"Is no longer."
"……Can not go back?"
"Can not go back."
On the face of the thirty-two-year-old man, for the first time, a kind of bewilderment that he had when he was a child appeared. He closed his eyes, his Adam's apple was throbbing, and the old slave standing beside him with his head bowed thought that when he opened his eyes It will violently show its molars and fangs, tearing everything in front of it.
But when Mo Ran opened his eyes again, his eye sockets were a little moist.
Perhaps it was this moisture that quenched the fire in his heart.
Mo Ran spoke, his voice was hoarse and tired: "Okay...ok...can't go back...can't go back..."
He put down his robe with infinite weariness, sat down at the stone table, and buried his face in his palm.
After a long time, he said, "Then tie a headband."
"...Your Majesty...why are you doing this..."
"My life should die. When I die, I don't want to be too lonely." When Mo Ran said this, he still didn't let go of his palm, no one could see the look on his face, "I want to change my outfit, but I don't think Accompanied by old friends."
Liu Gong sighed, "That's fake."
"Fake ones are fine."
Mo Ran said.
"Fake is better than nothing."
His long hair was bundled up and twisted again and again, and then he picked up a hair button with faded edges from the pile of old clothes. He wanted to button it on the side of his hair like when he was a boy, but looking at the reflection in the water, his hands The action stopped again.
Is it left or right?
I haven't used this hair button for a long time, and my memory has become so blurred. Mo Ran closed his eyes and said, "Old Liu, do you know how I combed my hair back then?"
"Returning to Your Majesty, this old slave came to serve in the palace in the second year after you ascended the throne. I don't know."
Mo Ran said: "But I can't remember, I want someone to tell me."
"..."
"You said, where is there such a person, you can tell me." Mo Ran murmured, "Who can tell me, what I looked like..."
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