The next day, he began to learn the flute.

He said that he was her eyes. Then he used the sound of the flute to outline a world full of colors for her.

"Linglong." He took her hand and said, "Linglong." Apart from calling her name, he didn't know how to comfort her and prevent her from worrying.

Yu Linglong took his hand: "When you enter the palace, sometimes you have to go with the flow. Whether it's for power, for favor, or for survival, this is a woman's sorrow. So, Yu Liuyi, I am sure

I have to leave here one day."

She hates being controlled by others, by anyone.

He reached out and touched her small head. It was not difficult for him to see her persistence from her little face: "Linglong, what should I do?"

She smiled: "Whatever you want, whatever you want."

"Why can't I learn to be as free and easy as you?" He sighed: "Maybe one day, I will no longer be what you see now. If my hands are stained with the blood of my enemies, Linglong, will you leave me?

Go far away?"

Yu Linglong was stunned.

Yu Liuyi could let go of the contempt others had for him, and the loneliness that could be given to him. But the bond between mother and son, and the deeply buried memory, made him struggle painfully.

She suddenly laughed: "How could it be? Yu Liuyi will always be Yu Liuyi." Her jade hand touched her heart, "Here, you will never change."

His tenderness, his thoughtfulness, his protection, and his smile are all her haven.

She didn't say the second half of the sentence. She would send that man to the West before his hands were stained with blood!

Yu Liuyi smiled gently: "That's good."

Not liking such a heavy topic, Yu Linglong suddenly clapped her hands and said, "It's the Emperor's 40th birthday, Liu Yi, what do you decide to give me?"

Yu Liuyi lowered his head: "Father, I don't have any special preferences, but it makes people embarrassed. To be honest, I still haven't thought about it."

Yu Linglong raised her legs proudly: "Leave it to me, you just need to play your flute well. Hee hee, I believe you."

Yu Liuyi looked at the obviously arrogant smile, but there was a soft and warm place in his heart.

If it was like this for the rest of his life, wouldn't it be happiness for him?

There was a doting smile on his gentle face, but there was a bit of sadness in the corners of his eyes.

Even though the soft sedan chair back to the palace was deliberately moving slowly, the wooden sedan still inevitably creaked and creaked. Yu Linglong held her head, rarely feeling sleepy, and Yu Liuyi's words kept echoing in her mind.

Hands stained with blood?

Did Yu Liuyi say that he had clues or clues about his past, or decided to avenge his mother?

Is it because of this that you are afraid of alienating yourself from him?

What would he do if he knew that her hands were stained with blood many years ago?

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