When Mo Li came back, Jiang Zhen'er had already been taken out, but she was no longer as arrogant as she was just now.

She was slumped on the ground, still clenching something tightly in her hands, one hand covering her face, tears streaming from between her fingers.

He bent down and took out from her hand what she was holding tightly, which was several photos of her adoptive mother, Jiang Ruyue, who had died tragically.

It was just seeing this thing that made her look like she was devastated.

He looked up at the closed door of the room, and the soldier on duty stood straight at the door.

He carried the picture into his pocket.

"Calm down, I'll go in with you again. If you are like this, the general will not like it. He said quietly.

Jiang Zhen'er put down the hand covering her face, looked at him with tears, and cried in a choked voice.

“…… Why...... Why? ”

That's what I said over and over again.

He squatted down and whispered as usual: "If you don't want to end up like her, the first thing you need to do now is to calm down." ”

She heard this, and her face was frightened, and her body couldn't help but tremble.

"You mean...... She'll ...... Kill me too? No, it won't, it won't......"

She shook her head in denial.

"She's me—how could she do this to me?"

"Necronomicon Island is just the first step in testing the waters, you haven't passed her assessment yet, and she can kick you out at any time."

Jiang Zhen'er is already as pale as earth.

He couldn't help but make her clearer. "Over the years, she's secretly cooked a lot of mess for you. I've been impatient for a long time.

It's to kill your adoptive mother, and it's also to clear the last mess for you.

If you still behave like this, I'm afraid, no one will be able to protect you. ”

"Why...... Want to kill her? Frightened, she asked in a choked voice.

He didn't say anything more, stood up and waited silently.

She looked up at him, and finally dragged her trembling body to her feet, but she couldn't get up several times because of the weakness of her feet.

He was just watching. There was no intention of reaching out.

When she finally got to her feet. He walked forward and opened the door.

Slingyue began to run out more often, to the people who were sitting in the doorway, and brought them the food she had cooked. Take care of them and help them. They even did their laundry.

Looking at her, an eldest lady is so selflessly busy with these people. Regardless of the hard work, although Nan Ke knew the young master's difficulties, he only tried to keep one eye open. Close your eyes and help her as much as you can.

On rainy days, Slinger sent them tools to shelter from the rain, bought quilts, and helped them re-fix their tents.

With Silencle joining, they are no longer just sit-in petitions all day long.

After the night, they would also light a bonfire and play the huqin around the warm light of the fire.

Si Lingyue leaned his head and listened carefully to the sound of their music, and said to Nan Ke, who was also brought in by her to help: "Listen, this is the sound of stopping the war, and it is the happy and sad side of their hearts. ”

Nanke listened in silence.

Si Lingyue muttered softly again: "They should think of their homeland, as well as those relatives and friends in their homeland, and the old times - these are the happy sides of their hearts.

But the war destroyed their homes and mutilated their families, Nanke, and I have heard them all talk about their experiences when they saw their loved ones die one by one......

When she said this, her smart eyes were already glistening with tears.

"It's really cruel."

Nan Ke listened to her whispering, and then looked at the firelight, and there seemed to be a little tear flickering on every face.

Si Ling increasingly resigned to Nanke.

"I'm going to do everything I can to help them. These people need more support, and they need someone to speak up for them. They can no longer live in the flames of war, they will never have a fixed place, and their hearts are full of hatred and pain left by war. ”

Nan Ke knew in his heart that the young master had already seen that she would definitely embark on such a path.

However, he was worried about her, and dissuaded: "It's a good thing to help people, but it depends on whether you can do it." Do you know that if you want to do this, you can also bring great danger to yourself. This kind of thing shouldn't be risked by you. ”

Si Lingyue had already made up her mind, and she said with a resolute face: "Someone has to stand up." Some people are capable, but they still shirk and refuse to care, what is the use of having ability? I may be a small talker, but I will try to do it, and I also feel that it is my responsibility, a common responsibility of society. ”

Seeing her resolute attitude, Nan Ke understood that it was useless to persuade her.

He went to report to the young master, and the young master had already expected it, and directly offered to let him escort her as much as possible first, at least to ensure that she was safe and sound in his realm.

Nan Ke also wanted to help Si Lingyue, but he was a little worried about his bones.

Long Yanjie said: "It's okay, there's nothing going on over there anymore on Tian Jing's side, and she should go home too." ”

Hearing that Youtian Jing was back, Nan Ke was relieved and accompanied Si Lingyue on the road.

Along the way, Slinger negotiated with various governments, interviewed important media, and made exposures.

She hasn't stopped since she started, not just for the Abyss, but for all those who are still caught in the flames.

Nan Ke has always adhered to the young master's explanation, not using any strength to help her, but only to ensure her safety.

After Feng Xingjingjing saw the newspaper report about Si Lingyue, she couldn't help but become nervous.

She racked her brains to find a way to prevent her brother from seeing the reports, and banned anyone from talking about the news in the company.

Bai Yuyu knew her approach, but she didn't dare to agree.

I don't know whether to say that she is smart and confused, or that she cares and is messed up.

She doesn't understand such a simple truth as 'wanting to cover up'.

Although he thought so, when he saw that Feng Xinglei almost found the newspaper that 'slipped through the net', he still came forward to cover up the past.

Fengxing Jingjing glanced at him gratefully.

The two of them were struggling because of what happened to Si Lingyue before, and now they can be regarded as releasing their previous suspicions.

Nanke stopped the off-road vehicle, opened the door, and got out of the car.

Si Lingyue was still sitting in the car, looking at him puzzled, "Nan ......"

"Miss Si, if you go any further, I won't be able to accompany you anymore." Nanke said to her.

Si Lingyue couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she heard this, since she came out of Dragon Castle these days, thanks to his help, otherwise, she wouldn't even know where to go and who to talk about these issues.

In the future, if she didn't have him by her side, she really didn't know if she could do anything.

She smiled at him reluctantly, "It's okay, you've already helped me a lot." Always on my own. ”

"Three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of the plumbing duck in the spring river. Artemisia is full of short reed buds, which is the time when the puffer fish wants to eat. The two returned to the Hong and wanted to break the group, and they still seemed to return to the north. I know that there are many winds and snows in the Shuo desert, and I will wait for the half moon spring in the south of the Yangtze River. ”

In front of the windowsill that pushed open the sash, An Ruo'er, who was holding her cheeks, chanted softly, the breeze gently brushed the broken hair next to her ears, and the warm sunlight poured between her eyebrows.

Those who walked in, took their steps lightly and did not disturb her quiet.

After listening to the poem she read, she couldn't help but say out loud: "It seems that you are still in a good mood today." Okay, after listening to this poem you read, I suddenly thought of what delicious food I should eat with you. (To be continued.) )