This chapter has depressed my own feelings. Mo Ye, my daughter, my mother wants to make you stronger, wait~! ……

"I don't understand." After a long silence, Mo Ye suddenly said in a deep voice, "I don't know much, but that Uncle Li is in charge of the entire Kyoto Garrison Division, which is something that the residents of the city know, but why did it ...... that day?" Will he be so slow to react? ”

Zi Su was stunned, she looked at Mo Ye and didn't know what to say for a while. And Mo Ye only paused slightly, and continued without waiting for her to speak: "A few days before the accident, Master didn't go home for a few days in a row, but when Brother Xiaoyi took me out to play, I saw him. ”

When Mo Ye said this, he took a step away, and his gaze at Shisu also shifted away. She took a deep breath, and then continued in a calm tone as much as possible: "Looking at that honor guard from a distance, listening to the residents of Kyoto, it is that he is going to be reinstated. I don't think Uncle Li will not know about this, and at the same time, he should be on guard, at least in the heart of the Ministry of Rites Shangshu who has just been imprisoned, my master is already his enemy. ”

"Are you resenting Lord Li's negligence?" Zi Su took a long breath, took a step closer to Mo Ye, and said, "Ye'er, I hope you can understand that power and responsibility are equal things. Sometimes the greater the power, the more it is not for just one person. ”

Mo Ye tightened her fist in her sleeve, she could understand the meaning of Zisu's words, and she had vaguely felt that what she had just said was inappropriate, but the breath in her heart was still difficult to eliminate.

"You're still a kid, so you're angry, I can understand that, but I hope you don't keep being so angry." Zi Su softened his tone and said slowly: "Brother Lin's matter, why shouldn't Lord Li be angry and anxious, his subordinates said. When he arrived at the fire, he almost rushed in. If you complain about him so much, if he knows, he will be disappointed, and your master will not want to see you angry with his brother-in-law. ”

Mo Ye slowly bit her lower lip, but she still couldn't suppress the tremor at the corners of her lips, but her grief and grievances were not caused by Zisu's words, but from the depths of her heart.

"If only I had a way." When he spoke again, Mo Ye's voice was already uncontrollable, "If I have a way." At least not just watching others figure it out......"

She didn't finish her sentence, she pursed her lips and stopped making a sound. She didn't want to cry. But all she could suppress was the sound of crying, but the tears in her eyes rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.

"I can understand." Shisu said a few words briefly, and his eyes were already full of wetness. She stretched out her arms and took Mo Ye into her arms, and said in a voice trembling in Mo Ye's ear: "The sisters in the building haven't thought so, their helplessness is even worse than yours." Especially Jiuniang. I haven't closed my eyes much in the past few days......"

Mo Ye sniffled. Thinking of Jiu Niang from Zi Su's words, and thinking of the vague connection between Master and Jiu Niang, she said after a long breath, "Can I go and see the big sister?" ”

"Go ahead, she's on the third floor." Zi Su slowly let go of the arms that hugged Mo Ye, looked at her and added: "That is the accounting office of Dongfeng Building." ”

Zi Su didn't mean to go along, and Mo Yejing walked into Dongfeng Building from the back door. There weren't a few people in the building. Mo Ye looked around and only saw the figures of three women.

They are either sitting in a daze, or they are casually wiping down the instruments they are good at. But for people who suddenly walk in from outside the house, their attention is very sensitive. This also shows that the reason why they looked sluggish just now was not because they got up early today and their sleepiness had not completely disappeared, but because of their mood.

Almost at the same time. The three women looked at each other from different corners. Seeing that it was Mo Ye walking in, they just looked at her. But he didn't say a word for a long time.

They knew what had happened to Mo Ye.

For men who coax money to buy laughter, they have their own set of methods, and they know that it is a play. For a child who was extremely sad, and who was brought up by the man, and when the backbone of the building also had the same sadness as the child, they subconsciously hated to play that trick on her.

Mo Ye took the initiative to say hello, which made them a little uncomfortable.

After a few words of greeting, Mo Ye went up to the third floor alone.

Although she knew what it was like, today, this strict and oppressive atmosphere made her wish for a moment to go back to the past, to the fragrant powder choking and greasy Dongfeng Tower.

Mo Ye stepped up the steps one by one, and when her feet were about to step up the corridor on the third floor, a cloth boy walked down briskly from the third floor and passed her. Mo Ye was a little surprised, at this time when even the girls in the building were missing several people, the person who hurriedly came out of Jiu Niang's account room almost became an extra part.

In fact, it is true, that little guy is not from the Dongfeng Building.

As she passed by Mo Ye's side, the little maid showed her a kind of habitual respect. Mo Ye only hesitated for a moment, and the man had already gone downstairs. Looking at his back, Mo Ye's heart was inexplicably a little panicked, and then a low cry came from the account room on the third floor.

Walking up the corridor on the third floor, Mo Ye saw the trembling shoulders of the woman sitting behind the table behind the half-open door.

Dongfeng Building was closed last night, perhaps the night before. The makeup on Jiu Niang's face is extremely light, in fact, she has been wearing the red makeup of the day before yesterday and has never repainted it. Her lips were dry and dull, the whites of her eyes were covered with a layer of bloodshots, and her eyes were darkened, which seemed to be due to the fact that she had not rested much at night and had stayed up badly.

When Jiu Niang saw Mo Ye walk in, she didn't have the extra energy to blame her for her recklessness not knocking on the door, but she wiped the wetness at the corners of her eyes with the silk handkerchief stirred between her fingers, and said softly with a strong spirit: "You're here, why don't you rest for a while?" ”

Although the words were gentle, the hoarseness in the voice was not hidden.

Mo Ye closed the door sideways, then approached the table, looked into Jiu Niang's eyes, and asked softly, "Aunt Jiu, why are you suddenly sad?" ”

Jiu Niang really couldn't help crying after the little guy came just now, and at this moment, she also read something else from Mo Ye's eyes, so for a while, she didn't know how to reply to the half-grown child in front of her with eyes like an abyss.

"Aunt Jiu, I have a very bad hunch." Mo Ye was silent for a long time after saying this, and finally, she bit her lip fiercely, hardened her heart, and said word by word: "Although I want to trick myself into thinking in a good direction, I find that continuing like this will make me more uncomfortable." It's like a wound that goes deep into the flesh, scabbed on the outside, but deteriorating on the inside...... So, tell me, what's the worst news? ”

"He took care of you as you grew up." Jiu Niang sighed, "You may have felt it." ”

Mo Ye's heart tightened.

Jiuniang pursed her lips, her eyes struggled for a moment, and finally spoke: "He...... Died of serious injuries...... ...... just passed away."

Jiu Niang's voice became more and more slight as it reached the back, like smoke and dust blown away by the wind, soft and weak, but it almost sucked out all the souls in Mo Ye's body at once.

After saying that, Jiuniang covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief to prevent herself from crying. Her shoulders fluttered again, more violently than before, for she had heard the terrible news from someone before, and now it was she who had relayed it to someone else, which made her even more heartbroken.

With a "bang", Mo Ye sat on the ground, her weak knees carrying the weight of her whole body and slamming on the wooden floor, she didn't feel any pain.

Tears had overflowed her eyes and rolled down her cheeks, but she couldn't let out a single cry.

After a while, she stood up straight again like a marionette and walked towards Jiuniang step by step.

Jiu Niang looked at Mo Ye's appearance, and couldn't help but be a little scared in her heart, afraid that Mo Ye would be stupid by the news at this time, and regretted it a little, feeling that she should tell her the news a few days later.

But in that mood, she panicked, she couldn't control her feelings, and how could she think about getting anything else.

Seeing Mo Ye standing in front of him, as if he had been frozen by demonic magic, Jiu Niang was very worried, temporarily suppressed the sadness in her heart, and asked calmly: "Ye'er, what's wrong with you?" ”

There were uncontrollable tears dripping down both sides of his cheeks, but Mo Ye grinned strangely, as if he wanted to laugh: "Aunt Jiu, I can't cry." ”

Mo Ye's words in that contradictory look were like a thorn, stabbing a certain place in Jiu Niang's heart and breaking through the last defensive place in her heart. Jiu Niang stretched out her long hand, pulled Mo Ye into her arms, leaned over and lowered her head and gently pressed on her shoulders, and said with trembling lips in her ear: "Find a hug that you can lean on, and you can cry." ”

The soft and warm embrace leaned over, Mo Ye buried his head in it, and finally unloaded the strength he was holding, knelt on the ground, lying in Jiu Niang's arms, and gradually sobbed.

The child's cry tugged at Jiu Niang's heartstrings, and she couldn't hold back her crying. This time, she didn't gag herself with a silk handkerchief again.

In the hall on the first floor, the three women could hear the crying clearly in the quiet room, and they didn't speak, just looked at each other a few times, and then walked upstairs lightly.

Standing on the corridor running through the third floor, although they didn't know what was going on inside, Jiu Niang and the child's cries became louder and louder, making them also have red circles in their eyes and weep endlessly.

There were a few more girls in the building who were attracted by the crying, but they all stood in the corridor, no one spoke, and no one knocked on the door. A quarter of an hour later, another woman, led by the crying, came upstairs, but it was the last shiso in line.

The girls knew that Shisu was taking care of the child for the past few days, and they thought she would say something, but when she came upstairs, she was speechless for a while. Finally, her eyes swept over a few people, and then she quietly went downstairs with a gloomy face.

Everyone understood, and no one asked anything, so they went downstairs one after another.