Mo Xiang, he was not originally called Mo Xiang, this name was originally changed to flatter and invite favor.

    Liu Yu stroked his forehead for a while, but he couldn''t remember the boy''s real name: "your original name was mo... mo..." what''s Mo?

    Ink light interface: "Mo Xiang." It used to be an ordinary name with a bit of elegance, because the host''s situation has turned into a soft and mellow fragrance. Although people are now out of their original environment, the innocent child who did not worry in the past can never be found again.

    "Yes, Mo Xiang." Liu Yusong took a breath, and he fixed on the boy. "You will call back the old name in the future. I will make a registered residence for you to make you follow me, but I will ask you before that."

    "What''s your purpose?" he said

    When he arrived here today, Mo Xiang stopped the team and asked to see him. He saw that the young man was very beautiful and looked familiar, so he agreed to meet him. However, as soon as the young man showed his identity, he told him a bad news: the little emperor called him to Jiankang not for the purpose of ancestor worship, but for fear that he would seek power and usurp the throne and imprison him.

    Although the news that Mo Xiang brought surprised him, how do you know if it was a trap that led him to jump in?

    Looking at Mo Xiang''s smile, even a little enigmatic, Liu Yu suddenly felt a little irritable. Who is he? The youth in front of him is just a face. Why does he look at him like this?

    He stood up abruptly, walked quickly to Mo Xiang, and held his sharp chin in one hand. His nails almost crushed Mo Xiang''s bones: "tell me the truth?"

    The pain went deep into the bone, and the ink fragrance frowned, but his eyes began to smile: "it''s not necessary to change the name. I''m used to this name. What does it matter? Does the king of Xiangdong think that I am still afraid of death? " He saw at a glance that Liu Yu was very upset under his seemingly fierce appearance.

    Mo Xiang is the child who survived the war.

    A few years ago, a prince occupied Guangling city to rebel. After the city was destroyed, he was killed as he should be. But Liu ziye''s father, who was still in power at that time, ordered that the innocent people in a city should pay their lives for the rebellion they could not control, and Zongyue was the one who presided over the massacre.

    For the past, some of Mo Xiang''s memories are very clear, but some of them are vague. However, he always remembers that Guangling City ushered in the winter of killing before the end of autumn.

    It''s killing.

    His father was a counselor who followed the rebellious king. In fact, he was not an important person. Originally, he just wanted to rely on the Royal tree to support his family. But in this tree to make a counter choice, irresistible on the ship of thieves.

    If you follow the rebellion, you can die later. If you don''t follow, you will die at that time.

    Mo Xiang asked his father why he wanted to revolt. His father was very sad and stroked his head. Reluctantly, he said something like "Your Majesty has no way today". He felt that his father''s voice at that time was similar to that when he was forced to endorse.

    At that time, Mo Xiang already knew a little truth, but he didn''t understand. Was this rebellious Lord very wise? Before he could figure it out, the city broke down, and many officers and soldiers rushed in and killed everywhere. Mo Xiang and his father are hiding in a hidden place. Looking at the situation outside through the crack, he saw Zongyue. At that time, Zongyue''s eyes were not as thin as they are now, and his ferocity was more exposed. He rode across the street, and when he saw the civilians, he chopped them down.

    Blood is flying. Reflecting Zong Yue''s happy face.

    Later, Mo Xiang still couldn''t hide. When a group of soldiers passed by, he was really hungry. His stomach was out of control and he screamed. In this way, he was ridiculously found. Then, together with his father and other people in the city, he was ready to be slaughtered.

    At that time, he didn''t feel too much fear, because he was stunned. He was tied up in a daze, and the dazed people and the people in the city were crowded in a dirty cage, and pushed to the slaughterhouse in a daze.

    When he regained consciousness, he turned his head and looked at the man on his left, who screamed, and it was his father. His father''s head rolled to the ground, flat on his shoulders, and there was a lot of bright red blood.

    This is... Death.

    Mo Xiang''s uncontrollable fear shrieked. Hearing his voice, Zong Yue came over with great interest and pulled out his sword: "let me play with this." Mo Xiang knew that he was going to kill himself, but he was tied up, his whole body was stiff, and he didn''t even have the power to fall and roll

    Later, he didn''t die because at that time, Shen Qingzhi begged the emperor to give orders that children under five feet would not die. When he was a child, he was short and looked two or three years younger than his appearance. Fortunately, he escaped death.

    But it''s not a lucky thing that he didn''t die. He was born so beautiful that he was constantly sold and sold, waiting for the price. He was repeatedly taught how to obey and flatter by the whip and torture tools.

    The last time he changed hands was when he was bought by Liu Yu and gave it to the most beloved Princess today as a birthday gift.

    At that time, the whole world was gray, no matter how can not see hope, he thought his life would be spent like this.

    Looking at Liu Yu calmly, there was more tenderness in the smile of Mo Xiang. His eyes were as gentle as lover''s knife, so soft, but so sharp: "king of Xiangdong, I''m not afraid of death. Really, I''m not afraid at all. As long as you have that determination, now pull out the sword on your waist and kill me." He suffered serious injuries to his muscles and bones in his early years. Although he has been recuperating in the past two years, he is still weak and can''t practice martial arts. He doesn''t have much self-protection. As long as he is a little stronger, he can kill him.

    Liu Yu searched in Mo Xiang''s eyes for a long time, but he couldn''t find the fear. Finally, he let go of his hand and said in a deep voice: "what''s your purpose? If you don''t explain, I won''t believe you. If I remember correctly, not long ago, a face with strange fragrance died in the princess''s house. Is that you and how did you survive? "

    Although the information is not accurate, Liu Yu is not completely ignorant.

    Following Zongyue out, the soldier who heard the song had been secretly executed, but Chu Yu only covered up the name of Mo Xiang''s death, not how to hide it.

    Mo Xiang said with a smile: "it''s very easy. I once saw a child who looks very similar to me, so I took care to raise him for use. That day, your majesty brought Zongyue to Princess mansion. I told him that I was the ghost of Guangling city when I was going out with Zongyue. Then I asked my double to come forward and find a chance to let Zongyue have a reason to kill me." He promised the boy enough money for his family.

    At that time, it was dusk, and the light was dim. Even if there was a slight difference on the face, it would be thought that it was because of pain and distortion, or the problem of light and shade.

    Chu Yu, who was most familiar with the fragrance of ink, didn''t have the heart to see more at that time.

    And Mo Xiang arrived at the princess''s house early, and made certain preparations for stealing the beam and changing the pillar.

    "Don''t worry, king of Xiangdong. Even if I don''t come to meet you, don''t you want to join Jiankang? No matter what I said is true or false, you have to go now. If your majesty doesn''t have that idea, it''s OK to go. If you do, and you are not called in, don''t you give your majesty an excuse to say that you are treacherous? Why don''t you just pretend you don''t know anything and move at random? " He leaned down slightly, and the ink incense lowered his head and covered up his smile, but his heart was happy: "I''m here to summon you at this time, just to make you believe in my ability. If the king of Xiangdong is willing to rely on me, I can not only keep your life status, but also help you more honor."

    He said slowly: "I have a skill now. I want to exchange it for something."

    After a long hesitation, Liu Yu reached out to help the boy he couldn''t see through: "if I can be safe and honorable in the future... The best official position is up to you."

    Mo Xiang still lowered his head and sneered: "thank you, Xiangdong King... No, master."

    Is it a great honor to say this? Give a piece of invisible meat and bone, and want someone to make him a dog? Don''t forget, sometimes, the dog will pick the owner.

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    In July, the three kings arrived in Jiankang.

    One does not fall, and even one more.