Murong Baiyao slowly walked into the cell where Zi Mo was imprisoned, the Shen Punishment Division in the Yin Mountain Palace was no better than in the palace, but Mama's methods were exactly the same, but in just a few days, Zi Mo, who was originally delicate and delicate, had already become a person who was not like a human or a ghost.

"Lord Murong!"

When all the grandmothers saw Murong Baiyao, they bowed down to salute.

"Did you ask something?"

The horizontal flesh on the face of the leading grandmother moved, and she said in a rough voice: "No! This girl's mouth is very hard, and half of this 'flowing water mat' is used, and she can't pry her mouth open! ”

Murong Baiyao is even the power of the 'flowing water seat' that Mama said, don't say it's half, just pick up one or two things to discipline people and shed their skin if they don't die. Looking at Zi Mo's face and body full of scars, as well as the ten fingers that can't be bridged at all, you know that most of this life has gone.

"There are a few grandmothers!" Murong Baiyao glanced at the grandmothers, and said softly: "This official came to the trial on the order of the emperor, and it is a big deal to kill the concubine and the prince, but you can't be careless!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Adults, please take care of yourself! ”

Several grandmothers put down the torture instruments in their hands, bowed and retreated.

Murong Baiyao looked at Zi Mo who was dying on the torture rack, reached out to untie the rope on her body, helped her to the hard wooden bed on the side, found a clean bowl and poured half a bowl of water, and helped her to feed her.

Zi Mo, who had not eaten water and rice for a few days, woke up faintly after drinking half a bowl of water, and looked at Murong Baiyao, who was holding her handsome like a fairy in her arms, and a trace of imperceptible wetness appeared in her clear eyes, and she immediately returned to the dead silence like stagnant water.

Murong Baiyao took in her emotions without leaking, reached out and took out his silk handkerchief to wipe the blood and residual water from the corner of Zimo's mouth, and then gently leaned her body against the wall, and took the only rag cushion in the cell and put it behind her.

Zi Mo is not a dead person, and naturally that heart is not dead. Ever since she was saved from the stake by Tuobaren, she has decided that she is the best person to treat her in this life. Whatever he told her to do, he did it one by one, and the strong and emotionless possession made her feel slightly uncomfortable, but it was the breath she thought she could rely on.

However, what Murong Baiyao in front of her gave her was the kind of faint softness that could reach the blank warmth that she had never broken into, every movement was so delicate, every expression was so appropriate, this was a strange but sincere willingness to die in order to get more traction.

"Are you alright?"

Murong Baiyao's voice is like the rising sun in April, gentle but not warm on people, but that kind of temperature is the most rare gentleness in time.

Zi Mo looked straight at Murong Baiyao, and at first glance, her eyes, which were filled with a little ripples of life from the dead silence, were dark and bright, bright and dark, and so on and so on, like a ghost fire flickering in the mountains and forests at night.

"Are you thinking about Tuobaren?" Murong Baiyao took a step forward and the corners of his lips curved in a beautiful arc, and handed the silk handkerchief in his hand to Zi Mo, "The wound on the corner of your lip is oozing blood, wipe it!" Find some medicine to apply another day. ”

"You're here to take my life?"

Zi Mo had heard the name Murong Baiyao, elegant and dignified, but she never thought that she could be so opposite to him, and that fatal gentleness was like a sharp sword stuck straight into her heart that she had never reached.

"Someone wants to take your life, but I don't want to!" Murong Baiyao shook his head and said truthfully, "A strong woman like you is really rare in the world. It's just that I mistrusted others and mistrusted myself in vain. ”

"Really? Unless you don't trust anyone, you can't be loyal unless you mistake yourself. ”

Murong Baiyao smiled lightly, "Your stubbornness is really a bit like an old friend of mine, but she will never disregard her life in order to trust anyone." Murong Baiyao walked into Zi Mo and looked at the cold-hearted woman in front of him who was still wild and difficult to change despite being scarred, "What kind of jackal should you say that a person can poison the fetus in the womb of his beloved woman, and coldly look at her in pain to death?" ”

"If you can't take it for yourself, how can you talk about love?"

"If love is so narrow, where is there nobility?" Murong Baiyao stood up straight and took a few steps forward, "What's more, if love is really as you said, why do you bother to wronged yourself to find wedding clothes for others?" ”

Zi Mo no longer spoke, no one would ever talk to her like this, Tuoba Ren only wanted to live with her, except for the order, he would not say a word to her, originally thought that Tuoba Ren would be like this to her. I don't want to obey orders for nearly ten years, but today's words impressed her even more.

"You're tired too, take a break! I'll see you another day! ”

Murong Baiyao glanced at Zi Mo and turned to leave the cell.

Since then, no one has tortured Zimo, and there will be a daily supply of water and rice. Murong Baiyao would also come to visit her every few days, sometimes bringing some medicine, sometimes a few simple greetings, and sometimes just looking at her and leaving.

As the wounds on her body healed, Zi Mo's heart gradually sank into Murong Baiyao's faint but somewhat alienated gentleness, simple and ordinary greetings and cares.

After dozens of days of recovery, Li Yao's body has improved slightly, but the water and rice do not enter, and big tears always fall involuntarily in her empty and godless eyes, which makes people feel heartbroken.

Ten days later, Zi Mo was also released from the Criminal Division because of the suspicion and returned to Li Yao. Because Li Yao's whole body trembled with fear when she saw Zi Mo as if she had seen a ghost, Zi Mo was arranged to serve outside.

Tuoba Jun has not stepped into Li Yao's dormitory since Li Yao slipped a tire, and of course most of the time he is also discussing with Lu Li, Tuoba Pi and others in the study. The palace people around Li Yao went to Feng Luoli's place many times and begged her to go and persuade her.

As soon as Feng Luoli stepped into Li Yao's dormitory, he saw Zi Mo waiting outside, and said casually, "Zi Mo, go in with the palace to see your master!" ”

Zi Mo was stunned for a moment, then quickly put down the work in her hand, and walked briskly to follow Feng Luoli's steps into the inner hall.

"Jiaofang, the nobles have come to see you!"

The little palace maid who was waiting beside Li Yao whispered in Li Yao's ear.

Li Yao turned a deaf ear, reclining on the recliner in a daze, and wept at an unknown place. Feng Luoli waved his hand and sent the other palace people away, leaving only Zi Mo by his side, and stepped forward to Li Yao's side.

"Sister, the child can be reborn if there is no more, you should take care of your body!" Feng Luoli motioned to Zi Mo to pour Li Yao a cup of tea, and continued to say calmly: "Besides, the imperial doctor said that my sister's child was suffocated to death because of being drugged, and my sister was so discredited and injured herself, how can she be worthy of an innocent child who died in vain?" ”