When Li Yitie saw the furious Yin Bei, he thought that Mo Qianlan was in danger. He was also very anxious, carrying gold needles and other things, and went straight to Mo's house. When he walked to Mo Qianlan's bed, he saw that everything was as usual, without any change.
Mo Qianlan was lying on the bed, his skin outside his vagina was dazzlingly white, his breath was light and long, and his white hair was getting more and more, which could no longer be hidden. He was aging like a dilapidated palace, with ruined walls and reeds. Even though it is worn above the knees, one can still glimpse the grandeur and majesty of his past.
The only thing that changed was Mo Yefeng.
Mo Lingfeng sat on the embroidered pillar beside the bed, with his thin palms placed in Mo Qianlan's hands. He lowered his eyes, revealing the traces of his deep double eyelids. The ends of his eyes were long and upward, and his eyelashes were thickly spread out. , with broken teardrops on it.
She looked back at Li Yitie, stood up, took her hand out of Mo Qianlan's, moved her position, and said urgently: "Brother spoke, he said a long sentence!"
She was nervous and at a loss, and she could not hide her hope: "Brother is going to be fine!"
Li Yitie walked up and sat down, stretched out his hand, and felt Mo Qianlan's pulse attentively. After a while, he took out the silver needle from the box and started using the needle from Mo Qianlan's tiger's mouth upwards. After using the needle, he said: "Girl, It is common for a person who has left his soul to make slight movements, turn over, and speak occasionally. However, it is not a good thing to speak in a controlled manner."
Mo Lingfeng shook his head violently: "Brother is not talking nonsense, his name is Ah Gu!"
Li Yitie sighed and said softly: "Maybe he can hear it, maybe before he fell into coma, he remembered to tell you something, and he said it now. Anything is possible. No one knows when a person leaves his soul. What kind of situation is it?”
He looked at Mo Lingfeng, feeling sour in his heart. He couldn't say the rest - it was not easy for Mo Qianlan to survive until now. If he wakes up, he will die.
He also looked up to Mo Lingfeng, who grew up from a little girl to seventeen years old and was able to gallop on the battlefield. However, when she returned home and to Mo Qianlan, she was still a coquettish child.
Mo Qianlan is a mountain that blocks hell behind him and gives Mo Lingfeng a unique love.
Li Yitie opened his mouth and said vaguely: "It's not a good thing to talk. It proves that he is mentally unstable. I want to change the prescription and change the medicine. I will give him another injection in the afternoon."
After that, he got up and went to the cubicle to prescribe a prescription. Mo Lingfeng stood there blankly, not moving for a long time. It was not until Li Yi came over to pull out the needle that she came to her senses and told Yin Bei to follow him to get the medicine.
She walked to the door and glanced at the white sun. The rays of the sun made her squint her eyes. The aunt, nanny, maid, young boy and others standing in the yard all became shadowy in her eyes. The stars swayed little by little.
She rubbed her eyes, closed the door, shut out the scorching sun, the noisy figures, and the overgrown flowers and trees. She sat on the embroidered pier and looked at Mo Qianlan intently, as if she wanted to see inside his body. Go and find his sleeping soul.
After watching for a long time, she suddenly took off her shoes, climbed into bed, lifted the quilt, got into Mo Qianlan's arms, took Mo Qianlan's hand and hugged her, and two lines of tears fell down to her cheeks.
She said in a low voice, aggrievedly: "Brother, please give me a pat."
She knew that she had grown up and there were differences between men and women, so she could no longer pester her brother like this. If Zhao Shiheng saw him, he would definitely talk to her again, but she was really too lonely, too lonely.
Her brother also asked her to keep her heart safe.
Her joy and excitement all subsided, and the expression on her face became indifferent. Her rationality surged, and her internal organs seemed to have been sorted out. She lay cold and orderly in the body, and only her heart ached faintly. .
Burying her head on Mo Qianlan's chest, she took a deep breath, slowly regained her soul, turned over and sat up, climbed out of bed, sat on the embroidered pier, quietly wiped away her tears, and held them Mo Qianlan held his hand and whispered: "Brother, I listen to you."
My brother would never harm her.
She sat for a long time, until Yin Bei came back, and the aunts cooked the medicine again, then moved slightly and went out to fill their stomachs.
After spending a slightly hot day with Mo Qianlan, when she returned to Changsui Residence, the sky turned from blue to dark, and layers of rain fell.
The bright moon that should have been there was blocked by some cloud and lost its brilliance.
She ate two more candied date rice dumplings and drank a pot of nectar water before going to bed. Her stomach was so bloated that she couldn't sleep. With her nanny nagging her, she went out to enjoy the scenery alone.
Yin Nan followed her from a distance and never walked side by side with her.
She walked toward the garden, and a cool breeze blew up on the road, fluttering her silver-red gauze shirt. Under the dim skylight, she saw the whole flower of the Lingxiao flower climbing the wall falling to the ground. The sound of falling flowers became louder in the dark night. Huge and frightening.
When passing by the entrance of Jiusixuan Courtyard, she raised her head and looked at the ancient trees that blocked the sky and the sun. The crowns of the trees made a "clattering" sound in the wind. Occasionally, there were babblers chirping, but they only croaked for a few times before going dormant.
Her footsteps were as light as feathers falling to the ground, but the voice in her heart was deafening.
Keep your heart - sincere.
She walked away from Jiusixuan, walked to the garden, and walked to the waterside pavilion. The big yellow dog was lying inside to enjoy the cool air. She walked over, bent down and touched the big yellow dog's head, and whispered: "You are getting old too. .”
The wind stirred the clouds and the moon appeared, and the lines on the water surface flashed with silver light. The fish jumped out and fell back into the water with a "thud". The big yellow dog swung its tail and shook its head. It was indeed old.
Mo Lingfeng whispered: "Wu Jin is gone, and so is Cheng San."
The big yellow dog stood up slowly and licked Mo Lingfeng's hand.
Mo Lingfeng stood leaning on the railing for a long time, severing the love between his children. After a while, he turned to Yin Nan and said, "Light the lamp and call Yin Bei."
Yin Nan took the order and left. Within a moment, servants poured into the garden. With light and quick steps, they set up four tall candlesticks at the four feet of the waterside pavilion. They lit candles, put on lampshades, and brought in tables and chairs. , spread the refreshments, and placed candlesticks on the table.
Candle oil kept dripping, filling the candlesticks.
Yin Bei came over quickly, bowed and said, "Girl."
The wind is moving, the candlelight is moving, and the light and shadow are swaying. Don't listen to the wind to be dazzling and sharp.
She told Yin Bei: "You have to do three things. First, find out whether Tan Xuan has returned from the fortress. If he has returned home, what is his expression and what he said to the magistrate's official? Second, get the fish scale book from the magistrate's Yamen. , yellow book, and put it into my Mofu family treasury. Thirdly, take the tax book from the transfer treasurer and put it into my Mofu family treasury."
Yin Bei whispered: "Second, third, how about stealing it and making a copy and then returning it?"
"It's an extraneous move," Mo Lingfeng shook his head, "I'll give you two months to do it by any means necessary."
"yes."
When Yin Bei left, Mo Lingfeng picked up the teacup, took a sip, and looked sternly.
She wants fish scale books, yellow books, tax books, knows Kuanzhou like the back of her hand, collects landowners, and grants tenants, so that everything is ready, all she needs is the east wind.
