In the dead of night, Mo Fuluo stayed by Mo Lan's bedside, and fell asleep after a while. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Mo Fuluo seemed to see a seven- or eight-year-old child appear in his dream.

Her jet-black hair pulled out a cute bun, and a white hosta hooked by a pendant staggered and jingled softly. The pink brocade skirt is embroidered with a few plum blossoms that bloom or bud, and the layers of fine yellow silk threads paint the small stamens on the flowers, like real flowers, and they seem to bring out a faint floral fragrance when walking. The skirt is wrapped in a small white floral cloth, and a small and delicate jade plaque is tied around the waist, and the red tassels on the jade plaque sweep the skirt with each step. On the girl's white little face, a pair of eyes were black and bright, as pure and dazzling as stars. The small nose hummed happily and sang little songs, and the pink lips grinned, smiling brighter than the sun overhead.

How many years had she not dreamed of this child?

Mo Fuluo's eyebrows were furrowed, and a layer of fine sweat broke out on the tip of his nose. Her hand on the edge of the bed tugged hard at a corner of the quilt, and her eyes, which had been closed a moment ago, opened suddenly.

The eyes were full of panic. After the panic, a moment instinctively dyed a layer of fierce color.

"Ahh

Mo Lan's soft voice came from his ears, and Mo Fuluo came back to his senses, and the sharp light in his eyes turned into softness in an instant.

It turned out that she was put on the bed by Moran after falling asleep.

"Aunt Lan, are you awake?" Mo Fuluo did ask rhetorically, and his eyes were full of joy.

"Well, Aunt Lan is fine." Mo Lan continued to respond gently, rolled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat on Mo Fuluo's face, and said with concern: "Is it a nightmare?" ”

When Mo Fulu heard this, his face stiffened, and a touch of pain flashed in his eyes. Raising his hand and slowly holding Mo Lan's hand, he was about to speak and stopped: "I dreamed of me when I was a child. ”

Moran felt Mo Fuluo's hands become more and more cold as he spoke.

The young Mo Fu Luo is the Mo Fu Luo who has not yet been wiped out and has not been caught in the door.

Eight years have passed, and I still dare not think about the past. In fact, the main reason is that in the door, all you have to do is become stronger and how to survive day after day, and there is no time to recall those pasts.

At that time, Mo Fuluo was in a famous family, with fine clothes and food, and a golden body.

At that time, Mo Fuluo wore a beautiful brocade skirt every day, and he had a family that loved him.

At that time, Mo Fuluo loved to cry and laugh, and had the cute innocence of a normal girl.

At that time, Mo Fu Luo was not called Mo Fu Luo.

Mo Lan stroked Mo Fuluo's face, a tear slipped and dripped on her hand, and she gently wiped it away, full of distress.

"Child, it's all over......"

Yes, that's all in the past.

It is impossible for her to go back to be that innocent and innocent daughter, she can only be this poisonous girl Mo Fuluo who escaped from the door.

"Aunt Lan, don't worry, when it is dawn, we will leave here."

Moran nodded, remembered something again, then changed his words and asked, "I seemed to see a man before I passed out that day, who was that?" ”

Mo Fuluo sighed softly, and said with a straight face: "His name is Li Youge." ”

"Li Youge? That's the name, isn't that—" Moran's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Yes, exactly—" Mo Fuluo said, a different color flashed in his eyes, and his voice became a little colder, and he slowly continued where he stopped: "Shen Mo'an's younger brother, Li Youge, the king of Huaiying. ”

"It's a prince......

"It is precisely because he is the prince that he can help us get rid of the door."

"But why would he help us?"

"We don't know his true purpose yet, but he'll definitely get us out of here."

"But Ah Luo, I always feel that my heart is flustered, that Li Youge doesn't look good!"

When Mo Fuluo heard this, he couldn't help but nodded, and said in a deep voice: "That Li Youge is indeed quite scheming, and he must take more precautions." But Aunt Lan can rest assured. Mo Fuluo said, leaned towards Mo Lan, put his mouth to her ear, and whispered, "I gave him some poison." ”

"Poisoning people in the royal family is punishable by death!" Moran exclaimed uncontrollably.

"Capital offense?" Mo Fuluo read these two words carefully, leaned towards Mo Lan again, and bit her lip tightly, until the pain came from under her teeth, and she let go.

"Aunt Lan forgot, I was already a death row prisoner. I'm—"

Mo Lan suddenly raised his hand to cover Mo Fuluo's mouth, and said sharply: "Don't talk nonsense!" You are Mo Fuluo! You've always been a Mo Fu Luo! ”

"Yes, I'm Mo Fuluo...... I will never let anyone slaughter again! Even if Li Youge is a vicious wolf who will bite people back, then he must be able to carry my poison first. ”

"What conditions did you promise him to do this to us?"

"He wanted me to go with him." Mo Fuluo raised his eyes and looked out the window and said.

"Absolutely not!" Mo Lan shouted, grabbed Mo Fuluo's hand and squeezed it uncontrollably, looked at Mo Fuluo and said roughly: "You must not have anything to do with the people of the royal family!" ”

Mo Fuluo turned his gaze back to Mo Lan, looking at her eyes full of tears, and his heart was in pain.

"Okay." Mo Fuluo said, and his body slammed into Mo Lan's arms, just like when he was a child, snuggling and unwilling to leave.

In a blink of an eye, the morning light was slightly drunk, and figures began to appear in the courtyard.

"Ah Luo, your clothes are torn, it will make people laugh when you go out like this!"

Of course, Mo Fulu knew what Mo Lan meant by "going out", she looked down at the black robe on her body, it was really full of large and small knife cuts, and she couldn't help but pout.

"It's okay, I'm used to wearing this clothes, and Aunt Lan will help me make up for it when I go back."

"Alas, I knew you would say that, when you go out, what kind of clothes will you make, Aunt Lan will make you a new one!"

Mo Lan was smiling and talking, while holding a wooden comb to help Mo Fu comb his hair.

"Just tie it up." Mo Fu did not forget to instruct Mo Lan.

"I still remember Aunt Lan said that your hometown is in the north of Daji."

Mo Lan nodded and replied, "It is a small town in the northernmost part of Daji, called Xiuyuan Town. ”

Mo Fuluo smiled and hurriedly answered: "Let's go back together." ”

Moran took the comb in his hand and smacked.

Back then, if they hadn't been arrested on the way to escape, they might have been an ordinary family living in Xiuyuan Town by now.

After being wrong for eight years, can you really go back?

Moran was thinking about it when he suddenly felt a piercing pain in his arm that had been bitten by poisonous ants. Her hand holding the comb trembled, and she nearly threw it out.

Gritted his teeth and pushed through the pain, replaced it with a gentle smile on his face.

"Okay, okay, let's go back together! In the early summer of every year, the mountains are full of small pink flowers, and Ah Luo must like it. ”

Mo Fuluo talked to Mo Lan easily on the surface, but her heart was always hanging, and as long as they didn't finally walk out of the door, she couldn't completely let go. And what worries her the most is Moran's body. But at this moment, listening to Mo Lan's laughter, Mo Fuluo's hanging heart finally let go.

"Miss Mo is ready, the time has come, it's time to leave!"

When Mo Fuluo stepped out of the house with Mo Lan in his arms, a piece of rain was blown down on her face by the wind, bringing a refreshing coolness.

It turned out that this day was not accompanied by the scorching sun, but a gentle drizzle.

This kind of weather is the best way to wash off the dust and smell of blood on your body.

At this time, the sound of two men talking kept coming out.

"Do you really want to let Mo Fuluo and the others leave like this?"

"Otherwise, can you not let go of the person King Huaiying wants?"

"Then how did King Huaiying go to Yin Snow Forest?"

"It is said that I went to help the emperor get poisonous ant pulp."

"Then why did he fall in love with Mo Fuluo?"

"Hehe, it's a long time coming, it's not necessarily whether you really like it!"

"That's right, after all, King Huaiying...... Hehe. ”

"Don't worry, the door master said, as long as you want Mo Lan to live, Mo Fuluo will never be able to get rid of the door."

……

"This king said to take you out of the gate, and he will do what he says."

Li Youge turned to look at the stone building with the word "Confession" on it, and pulled the corners of his mouth at Mo Fuluo and the others, the red on his lips was soaked by a drop of rain, dyeing a flower shape, which was extremely confusing.

Mo Fuluo still felt like they were dreaming, they really followed Li Youge out of the door so generously.

"Thank you for your help."

Mo Fuluo bowed to Li Youge.

At this moment, no matter what Li Youge's purpose was, she was able to leave the door, she was indeed grateful to him.

Mo Fuluo's eyes flickered, as if it was still the thin shadow of the green shirt that appeared in the Yin Snow Forest at the beginning, and said to her: Mo Fuluo, I'll take you away.

Not long after Li Youge and Mo Fuluo left the gate, the door of the door was closed tightly.

In the door, those men and women who are still suffering on the verge of life and death continue to endure life and death day by day.