Yu Jun

Mo Lingfeng had dinner with Mo Qianlan.

She asked the kitchen to kill a sheep for the aunts, so the aunts went back to the backyard, and asked Yin Bei to set up a table in front of Mo Qianlan's bed, and sat beside him to eat and drink.

The mutton soup is delicious. She scooped up a spoonful and fed it to Mo Qianlan like her aunt. The feed was not good, and most of it was spilled. Mo Qianlanyue's white skirt immediately smeared with a large circle of oil stains, and the quilt covered her face. A few drops too, she doesn't care.

She drank the mutton soup by herself, finished dinner, and called Yin Bei. Yin Bei immediately led his servants in, removed the leftovers from the table, and replaced them with hot tea and snacks and a portion of warm milk from Mo Qianlan.

After adding charcoal and incense slices, Yin Bei closed the door again.

The house was completely silent.

All external objects and outsiders are isolated, only the breathing sound of the brother and sister is left in the world, slowly intertwined and mixed into one, in the huge tomb of Mo Mansion, without seeing the sun, it is difficult to survive.

Mo Lingfeng pinched Mo Qianlan's cheeks, forcing him to open his mouth, scooped a spoonful of lukewarm honey milk, and poured it carefully.

She learned it quickly, and fed it with a spoonful, without spilling a single bit.

So she made persistent efforts, fed most of the milk, and pouted into the bowl to take a sip. After sipping, her upper lip was covered with white circles, and she smiled at Mo Qianlan: "Brother, look, I'm getting old."

Mo Qianlan didn't respond, she herself was so happy that she shook her head in joy, and after feeding the rest of the milk, she took a handkerchief and wiped her mouth clean.

Throwing away the veil, she saw that Mo Qianlan was lying quietly, his complexion was pale after not seeing the sun for a long time, his eyebrows were still the same as before, and had not changed, but his temples were gradually mottled and gray hair appeared.

She was so distressed that she didn't know what to do. She leaned over and pressed his face against him, rubbed his hair with her hands, and said softly, "Brother, are you tired? What should I do? I can't do anything."

She rubbed off her shoes, got into bed by herself, squeezed beside her brother forcibly, turned over and put one hand of his brother across the pillow, grabbed his other hand, put it on her body, and made a hugging posture of cuddling each other.

"Brother, pat me."

Mo Qianlan couldn't move, and his body was very cold. Mo Lingfeng was already sweating, but he was still cold.

Mo Lingfeng felt as if she was snuggling up against an iceberg, which made her gradually become colder, her five senses froze into ice, her soul sank all the way, and fell asleep with Mo Qianlan's soul.

She had a dream, dreaming that she had turned into a small ball, Mo Qianlan was holding her back and forth, she was holding Mo Qianlan's shoulders with tears in her eyes, suffering from toothaches.

Why do you still have a toothache?
She thought wildly, but the toothache was very real, at first it was just like a needle prick, and gradually it became painful, like a seed took root in the tooth, and the root quickly broke through the surrounding teeth and grew on the head.

pain.

She couldn't stand the pain, so she lay on Mo Qianlan's body and cried, her whole body was hot and uncomfortable. Mo Qianlan hugged her and paced back and forth, patting and coaxing her without stopping.

But for some reason, she suddenly sat down on the ground.

Sitting alone on the ground, Mo Qianlan was nowhere to be seen, and neither was Zhao Shiheng. No one gave her some medicine for insect teeth. She stood up in a panic, thinking: "Where did my brother and uncle go? Why didn't you take me?"

In this panic, she woke up suddenly, her heart beat violently in her chest, and then she felt a few dull pains.

When she woke up completely, she realized that it was not a toothache in her dream, but a real toothache. The left cheek was swollen and hot to the touch. When she opened her mouth a little, the painful forehead throbbed.

Turning her head to look at Mo Qianlan, she stretched out her hand to scratch Mo Qianlan's body, annoyed that he disappeared in the dream, and got off the bed with a hum, she pulled on her shoes, and when she saw that the tea on the table was cold, she picked it up, Opening his mouth slightly, he took a mouthful of pain relief.

Standing up to open the door, Yin Bei was yawning outside. When he saw Mo Lingfeng, he didn't have time to close his mouth, so he opened it again: "Young lady."

The left side of the girl's face was swollen into a pig's head.

"Do you have a toothache?" Yin Bei hurriedly leaned over to check, "I-I'll ask Li Yitie right now."

Mo Lingfeng didn't dare to make a big move, so he could only wave his hands, making a hot air flow sound: "No, I'll go get some insect medicine."

At the same time, with a wave of her hand, she waved in the two aunts who were waiting outside, and went back to the Changsui residence with her heavy head on her head, to ask the nanny for insect medicine.

Yin Bei thought for a moment, and decided to go to Li Yitie's place to get the medicine. He hurried to the corner door, and suddenly his eyes froze, and he glanced towards the dark corner.

There was only one broken branch on the ground.

He backed up step by step, ran to the outside of Changsuiju, told Yin Nan a few words, Yin Nan went out immediately, called out the women's army who were placed in the guest house at the back, guarded at the corner gate and the front gate respectively, grabbed the sharp knife himself, and jumped up. The roof is condescending, staring at the outside of the house.

Only then did Yin Bei feel relieved to leave, and as soon as he left, a dark figure climbed up the wall of a deep house opposite the corner gate of Mo Mansion, staring at Mo Mansion closely.

This person was dressed conspicuously. In such a bright moonlight, he wore a night gown that tightly bound his body, covered his face and covered his head, as if wishing to announce his identity to the world.

He still eats pots and watches pots, steps on other people's walls with his feet, and looks at the door of Mo's house.

He watched ten female soldiers guarding the corner gate of Mo Mansion heroically, all with long knives on their waists, each with unfriendly eyes, more fierce than men, he swallowed involuntarily.

Just when he was nervous, a big man came over shaking his head, talking and laughing at the Detachment of Women at the corner gate, but no one paid attention to him, so the big man put his hands around his mouth, as if to shout.

I wanted to shout but I didn't, because there was a strong female general who jumped down from the roof, her momentum was frightening, that cold face alone could overwhelm the big man.

But the big man seemed to be unable to understand the face, he kept moving towards the cold-faced woman, and took out some big treasure from his arms to show to others—the big man was too burly, and he couldn't see the gift for a while. what is it.

While peeking, the hairy thief made two "tsk tsk" in his heart, thinking that the big man was so stupid that he didn't wink.

As for the cold-faced woman, the corners of her mouth twitched from time to time, as if she couldn't hold back anymore, she was about to stab the big man to death at any time.

However, the two didn't know what the relationship was. The corners of the cold-faced woman's mouth twitched again and again until she rolled her eyes, but she still didn't do anything.

The thief's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he didn't see the relationship between the two. When he was watching, the cold-faced woman suddenly jumped up, flew over the eaves and walls, and went straight to the roof. A cold light flashed in her hand , A figure appeared from nowhere, turned over from the roof, and before it landed, the big man raised his leg and kicked him, and stomped the person to the ground with a "bang".

In the silence of the night, the thief only heard a "click", and he didn't know which bone was broken. The thief watched the person on the ground twitch after another, twitching a few times, and then there was no movement.

Then the cold-faced woman looked at the thief excitedly.

The poems in the diary are all written by the author himself according to the plot at that time.