Mo Lingfeng had dinner with Mo Qianlan.
She asked the kitchen to kill a sheep for her 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 she sat next to it while eating and drinking.
The mutton soup was delicious. She scooped up a spoonful and fed it to Mo Qianlan like her aunt. She didn't feed it well and spilled most of it. A large circle of oil stains immediately appeared on Mo Qianlanyue's white skirt, which was covered with quilt. She also spilled a few drops, but she didn't care.
She drank the mutton soup by herself, finished dinner, and called Yin Bei. Yin Bei immediately led the servants in, removed the leftovers from the table, and replaced them with hot tea snacks and a portion of Mo Qianlan's warm milk.
Adding charcoal and incense flakes, Yin Bei closed the door again.
The room was completely silent.
All external objects and outsiders were isolated, and only the breathing sounds of the brother and sister were left in the world. They slowly intertwined and merged into one. In the huge tomb of Mo Mansion, they struggled to survive without seeing the light of day.
Mo Lingfeng pinched Mo Qianlan's cheeks, forcing him to open his mouth, scooped out a spoonful of lukewarm honey milk, and poured it in carefully.
She learned very quickly, and after feeding her a spoonful, not a single bit of it was spilled.
So she kept up her efforts, fed most of the milk, and slurped into the bowl. After slurping, she had a circle of white on her upper lip and smiled at Mo Qianlan: "Brother, look, I'm old."
Mo Qianlan didn't respond. She was so happy that she shook her head happily. After feeding the remaining milk, she took a handkerchief and wiped her mouth clean.
Throwing away the veil, she saw that Mo Qianlan was lying quietly, his face was as pale as if he hadn't seen the light of day for a long time, his eyebrows were still the same as before, but his temples were gradually mottled and white hair appeared.
She was so distressed that she didn't know what to do. She leaned over and kissed his face, stroking his hair with her hands, and said softly: "Brother, are you tired? What should I do? I have nothing to do."
She took off her shoes, got into bed, forced herself next to her brother, turned over and put one of his hands across his pillow, grabbed his other hand, put it on her body, and made a hugging position.
"Brother, please pat me."
Mo Qianlan couldn't move and was very cold. Mo Lingfeng was already sweating from the heat, but he was still cold.
Mo Lingfeng felt as if she was clinging to an iceberg, and she gradually became colder. Her five senses were frozen into ice, and her soul sank all the way, falling asleep with Mo Qianlan's soul.
She had a dream, dreaming that she had turned into a small ball, and Mo Qianlan was holding her back and forth. She clung to Mo Qianlan's shoulders with tears in her eyes, and suffered from toothache.
Why do you still have toothache?
She thought in confusion, but the toothache was very real. At first it was just like a needle prick, and then it gradually became swollen and painful, like a seed taking root in the tooth. The rhizome quickly broke through the surrounding teeth and grew towards the head.
pain.
She couldn't bear the pain, so she lay on Mo Qianlan and cried, her whole body feeling hot and uncomfortable from crying. Mo Qianlan held her in his arms and walked back and forth, patting and coaxing her without stopping for a moment.
But somehow, she suddenly sat on the ground.
Sitting alone on the ground, Mo Qianlan was nowhere to be seen, and Zhao Shiheng was nowhere to be seen. No one gave her some insecticide. She stood up in a panic, thinking: "Where have my brother and uncle gone? Why didn't you take me with you?"
With this panic, she suddenly woke up, her heart beating violently in her chest, and then a few dull pains.
When she woke up completely, she realized that it was not a toothache in her dream, but a real toothache. Her left cheek was swollen and hot to the touch. When she opened her mouth even slightly, her forehead throbbed with pain.
Turning to look at Mo Qianlan, she stretched out her hand and scratched Mo Qianlan, angry that he disappeared in his dream, and got out of bed with a groan. She pulled on her shoes and saw that the tea on the table had gone cold, so she picked it up. He opened his mouth slightly and took a mouthful to relieve the pain.
He stood up and opened the door. Yin Bei was yawning outside. When he saw Mo Lingfeng, he didn't even have time to close his mouth, so he opened it again: "Girl, what are you doing?"
The left half of the girl's face was swollen into a pig's head.
"Do you have a toothache?" Yin Bei hurriedly leaned over to check, "Here, I'll go ask Li Yitie now."
Mo Lingfeng didn't dare to make a big move, so he could only wave his hands and make a sound of hot air: "No, I'm going to order some insecticide."
At the same time, she waved her hand to the two aunts who were waiting outside, then she went back to Changsui's Residence with her heavy head in hand, and went to the nanny to ask for tooth decay medicine.
Yin Bei thought for a moment and decided to go to Li Yi's place to get the medicine. He hurried to the corner door and suddenly glanced towards the dark corner with a sharp look.
There was only one broken branch on the ground.
He stepped back step by step, rushed to Chang Sui's house, and gave Yin Nan a few words. Yin Nan immediately went out, called out the Detachment of Women who had been placed in the guest house at the back, and guarded them at the corner door and the front door. He grabbed the sharp knife and jumped up. The roof, condescending, staring at the outside of the house.
Yin Bei left with peace of mind. As soon as he left, in the courtyard of a deep house opposite the corner gate of Mo Mansion, a black figure climbed up the wall and stared at Mo Mansion.
This person was dressed very conspicuously. In such a bright moonlight, he wore a pair of night clothes that tightly bound his body. He also covered his face and covered his head, as if he wanted to reveal his identity to the world.
He also ate the pot and looked at the basin, stepping on other people's walls and looking at the door of Mo's house.
He watched the ten women's soldiers guarding the corner gate of Mo Mansion heroically, with long knives on their waists. Each of them had evil eyes, more fierce than the men, and 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 any attention to him, so the big man put his hands around his mouth, pretending to shout.
I wanted to shout but didn't because there was a strong female general on the roof jumping down with a terrifying momentum. Her cold face alone could knock the big man off his feet.
But the big man didn't seem to be able to read her expression. He kept leaning 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 thief said "tsk tsk" in his heart, thinking that this big man was so indifferent that he was stupid.
As for the cold-faced woman, the corners of her mouth twitched from time to time, as if she could no longer hold back and was about to stab the big man to death at any time.
However, the two of them didn't know what the relationship was. The cold-faced woman's mouth twitched again and again until she rolled her eyes, but still didn't make a move.
The thief's eyes were as wide as copper bells, and he didn't see the relationship between the two. Just when he was looking at it with enthusiasm, the cold-faced woman suddenly jumped up, flew over the eaves, walked over the wall, and went straight to the ridge of the roof. A cold light flashed in her hand. , a figure appeared out of nowhere and rolled down from the roof. Before it hit the ground, the big man raised his leg and kicked the person to the ground with a "bang".
In the quiet night, Mao Thief only heard a "click", and he didn't know which bone was broken. Mao Thief watched the person on the ground twitch one after another, twitched a few times, and then stopped making any movement.
Then the cold-faced woman looked towards the thief excitedly.
The poems in the diary are all written by the author himself based on the plot at that time.
