Mo Shi Niang didn't say anything.

Taiwei felt that Master, her old man, must be rolling her eyes at herself again.

I don't know how long it took, it seemed like a moment, and it seemed like a few hours had passed, Taiwei finally heard the voice next to him say strangely: "I love him, it's my business, I don't need him to know." ”

That sounds really chic.

Taiwei couldn't help but think sourly, why do you want to be born and die for him when you say it so chicly?

It is clearly fake and chic, and the truth is sleepy.

Unexpectedly, her master ...... is also an infatuated person.

Taiwei's mind is a mess, memories and reality are mixed together, like a pot of porridge that has been boiled.

"If you have the chance, tell him. ”

Confused and confused, Taiwei said softly.

Mo Shi Niang immediately said: "What do you know about this little girl!"

Taiwei tried to see her expression in the dark: "Are you annoyed and angry?"

"I'm angry with you!" Mo Shi Niang coughed twice, as if she was suddenly short of breath, "What about the map?"

Taiwei touched her neck.

Because of the cold, there was a dense goosebump on it.

"The words are not finished yet, what are you anxious about. She lifted her feet and walked to the bedside, "I'm freezing to death." ”

Mo Shi Niang stood still and didn't move: "What else do you want to ask? I don't know much about your father." ”

Taiwei climbed back on the bed and dragged the quilt to wrap herself tightly: "The assassination in front of the twelfth floor really came from the hands of the Restoration Army?"

The girl's timbre, to be heard in secret, is as cold as a sharp blade, and there is no soft and sweet anymore.

Mo Shi Niang was silent for a moment: "It's the Restoration Army." ”

Taiwei's voice became even colder: "How many people in the Restoration Army know that my father's identity is different?"

There was no secret for secret, she asked question after question.

Mo Shi Niang's silence became longer and longer.

Qi Yuanzhang really didn't lie, his daughter was very unusual, and she was by no means a young lady who was raised in the boudoir.

She asks questions, each one of which is critical.

Mo Shi Niang said in a low voice: "No more than one hand." ”

Taiwei stretched out a hand, and counted one finger at a time: "In addition to you, there are four other people, and there must be King Xinling among them." As for the remaining three, they are nothing more than the henchmen of King Xinling. ”

"In other words, no one knows what happened to my father. ”

"Say he's a member of the Restoration Army, but almost no one in the Restoration Army knows about it, and say he's not, but you know it. Taiwei only showed her head outside the quilt, but she still felt cold all over her body, "No wonder they want to kill him wholeheartedly, for them, he will always be just a dog of Emperor Jianyang." ”

Mo Shi Niang sighed in the dark.

A wry smile hung on the corner of Taiwei's mouth: "But, this time...... Did they really kill him?"

When Mo Shi Niang heard this, her body moved, and before she could react slightly, she had already arrived at the bedside: "What do you mean?"

I smelled the faint smell of medicine on her body.

"You know exactly what I mean. ”

Mo Shi Niang sat down on the edge of the bed and said in a low voice, "It's not that he doesn't want to live." ”

Taiwei rested his chin on his knee, and the whole person shrank into a ball: "The national teacher is suspicious of him." ”

Those frequent meetings, invitations, are all signs.

A self-confident beast that always likes to tease its prey before killing.

In the eyes of the national teacher, her father is a rat who can't escape.

Lowered her eyelashes slightly.

Mo Shi Niang nodded and said softly: "Since the national teacher is suspicious, he will have to do it sooner or later." ”

Taiwei said: "When the national teacher makes a move, it will not be him who will die, but the entire Jingningbo Mansion." ”

"That's right. Mo Shi Niang's voice carried two points of coolness, "At that time, none of you will be able to escape." She leaned against the bedpost and turned sideways to face Taiwei: "But ......"

"But what?" looked up too slightly.

Mo Shi Niang's heart trembled: "Jing Ningbo, he ...... He didn't live long. ”

Taiwei was stunned.

Mo Shi Niang suddenly stretched out her hand and pointed a finger on her head: "He has a thing here." ”

Take a light breath.

Mo Shi Niang sighed and said: "My legs and feet are numb, and my head hurts, it's just the beginning." ”

"As the time went on, the pain intensified, and I gradually lost sensation in my legs and feet, and I was afraid that I would not even be able to see with my eyes. ”

Taiwei felt that the fingers she had touched on her forehead were colder than ice.

That night, she blocked her father's carriage halfway down the road, and when she got out of it, he was slow and slow...... She just stood there, ridiculing him, did she make the national teacher lame......

He said that it was because of sitting for a long time and her legs were numb, and she believed it.

Taiwei's throat was dry, and he couldn't say a word.

How is that possible?

He looked healthy.

Those bells and whistles, worn on him, only lined him with high spirits, young and handsome, where did he look like a patient?

I don't believe it, I don't believe it at all.

She gritted her teeth: "You lie!"

Mo Shi Niang withdrew her hand and said calmly, "I didn't." ”

Tai Wei said coldly, as if he was angry: "There is no proof of death left and right, of course you can say no!"

Mo Shi Niang's tone was light: "I lied to you like this, can you give me the map?"

Of course not.

The more she didn't believe it, the less likely she was to hand over the map.

Taiwei knew it very well in her heart, but she didn't want to admit it at all.

She curled up in the quilt, like a helpless puppy: "It's really sick, so what...... There are so many doctors in the world, there is always someone who can cure him......"

Mo Shi Niang shook her head: "Do you know the Divine Medicine Valley?"

Taiwei was stunned: "The Divine Doctor Valley is just a rumor, and it doesn't exist in the world at all." ”

Mo Shi Niang chuckled lowly: "No, that's not a rumor, the Zhang family divine doctor in the Divine Doctor Valley has excellent medical skills from generation to generation, and in the Restoration Army, there is such a descendant of the Divine Doctor Valley." ”

"Your father has seen her, but she can't do anything about it. ”

"Naturally, five years from now, ten years from now, twenty years from now...... Maybe there will be a way. But your father won't live to that time. The long is one or two years, and the short is more than half a year, which is his limit. ”

Mo Shi Niang grabbed Taiwei's hand: "Since they can't survive, it's better to set up a dead end and let Emperor Jianyang see his 'loyalty'." ”

Too slight to breathe.

I just feel that the air is getting thinner.

She opened her mouth and said unconsciously, "Why didn't he tell me?"

Why, even to die, has to be decided by one person?

What kind of person is hidden under his gorgeous robes?

Could it be that the ultimate loneliness is his life?

One person is "loyal", and one person dies.

Even after death, he is still a person.

The dead ministers of Xiangguo will not walk with him underground, and those who are alive still spit on him.

A sweet smell of blood welled up in my throat.

Taiwei suddenly laughed: "What a shameless old bastard. ”

The words and tears rolled down the bed like a cold rain.