In the evening, Lige sent dinner to He Muwan on time, but found that the meal she sent at noon was still on the table.

Looking at He Muwan's haggard appearance, Lige said distressedly: "Niangniang, the slave knows that you feel uncomfortable, but you have to eat something somewhat, how can you stand it when you don't eat or drink like this all the time!" ”

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me!" He Muwan responded lightly, and as she spoke, her dull gaze always looked obliquely downward.

"People can't be resurrected after death, but the living people have to continue to live, the slave maid thought, the princess should be Lord He's biggest concern, if Lord He has a spirit in the sky, he must not want to see Niangniang's current appearance!" Sighing lightly, Lige tried to persuade him.

I didn't expect Lige to say such deep words at a young age, especially the previous sentence "Those who are alive still have to continue to live", from her tone, He Muwan heard a little helpless.

Born in a poor family, the life of leaving the song must not be easy, otherwise she would not have served others as a slave and a maid in these flowery years, maybe she has also experienced some life and death.

He Muwan thought about it in her heart, but she didn't ask, she had just tasted the pain of losing her loved ones, so she really didn't want to uncover other people's scars.

"Lige, thank you!" Finally moving his gaze to the thin figure, He Muwan said sincerely.

"What are the princesses and slaves polite about!" Lige responded with a slight smile, and as she spoke, she picked up the porridge she had just delivered, walked to the bed, and handed it to He Muwan on the bed with both hands, "The princess hasn't eaten for a day, let's drink a few mouthfuls of porridge to warm up your stomach!" ”

Married into the Ruiling Mansion alone, He Muwan was already lonely and helpless, and now she has lost her relatives, and her heart is already fragile.

The sudden warmth of Lige moved her heart, and unconsciously, her tears blurred her eyes.

"Niangniang, what's wrong with you, don't cry, you can't eat when you're crying!" I don't know why, Lige said anxiously, as she spoke, she took out a free hand and wiped the tears on her face for He Muwan.

"Lige, you are right, the deceased is gone, but the living must learn to look forward, my father died unjustly, I can't just let him die in vain, I want to cheer up, find evidence, and wash away my father's grievances!"

gave Lige a smile back, He Muwan wiped the tears on her face with both hands, and then she took the porridge bowl in Lising, raised her head and poured it into her mouth.

"Mother, slow down, beware of choking!" Seeing this, Lige hurriedly reminded.

When her words fell, He Muwan had already drunk the whole bowl of porridge into her stomach, stumbled out of bed, picked up chopsticks, and devoured the food on the table.

Standing not far away, Bei Mingchen watched through the gap in the window, watching the woman mechanically send the food to her mouth, and his heart couldn't help sinking.

He knew that she was eating frantically to relieve the pain in his heart, but in this way, it was better than not eating or drinking all the time.

"You can send this to her in a moment!" took out the piece of white jade that He Hong left in the cell of Dali Temple from his arms, frowned, Bei Mingchen handed the thing to Qin Yuning, and when the words fell, he silently turned around and left.

kept stuffing the food into her mouth, and didn't even chew it carefully, He Muwan swallowed it directly, and it wasn't until she had a full burp that she put down the dishes and chopsticks in her hand.

After eating, He Muwan waited by Lige and went to bed early.

The candle flame of Xueyueju has been extinguished, but Lige is still not at ease after all, she has been guarding the door for a long time, and seeing that there has been no movement inside, she thought that He Muwan should be asleep, so she turned around and left.

In the dark night, Qiu Moxun wore a hat on her head and flew between the rooftop tiles, and behind her, dozens of men with long swords were chasing after her.

Seeing that the people behind him were about to catch up, Qiu Moxun picked a few leaves and threw them at the people behind him as a hidden weapon.

Taking advantage of the fact that the people were blocking the leaves, she reversed course and disappeared from the killer's sight, but these people were not easy to deal with, and after looking around, one of them immediately found the clue.

"Over there!" As the man's words fell, dozens of black shadows turned around the corner of the street, and Qi brushed towards the direction that Qiu Moxun had just fled.

Just thinking about getting rid of people quickly, Qiu Mo panicked and didn't choose the way, she had already lost her way, and finally ran to a dead end, there was no way ahead, she could only turn back.

As soon as he turned around, Qiu Moxun confronted the killer who was chasing after him, they really didn't say a word of nonsense, and directly waved the cold sword in his hand and stabbed at Qiu Moxun.

Before the sword could be unsheathed, the danger had already hit, Qiu Moxun could only use the scabbard against the long sword stabbed by her side first, and at the same time, she quickly kicked out and kicked towards the killer in front of her.

Leaning back, Qiu Mo Xun brushed under the killer's crossed sword, and at the same time she took out the long sword, the blade of the sword was lightly tapped on the ground as a support, and after a three-hundred-and-sixty degree rotation in the air, Qiu Mo Xun fell back to the ground steadily.

Before she could catch her breath, the killer just now had already turned around and swung his sword at her again, not only that, but Qiu Moxun's side and behind her also attacked her at the same time.

Embattled, Qiu Moxun could only leap into the air, and with a "bang", the swords stabbed by the killer from all sides overlapped together, forming a "rice" character.

The killer's move is fatal, Qiu Mo is looking for one-to-many, and she can barely cope with it at first, but as the fight progresses, her physical strength gradually loses, and it becomes more and more difficult to deal with.

A long sword directly picked off Qiu Moxun's hat, if it weren't for her agile slight sideways, she would have been painted on her face.

was able to avoid the danger just now, accidentally, Qiu Moxun was slapped in the left shoulder, her body failed to stand firmly, she fell backwards again and again, the light veil of the hat was lifted by the breeze, and a touch of bright red flowed down the corner of her mouth.

The killer obviously didn't want to give Qiu Mo any respite, and her backward steps hadn't completely stopped, and a long sword had already been handed to her eyes.

At the last moment, someone suddenly pulled her from the side, and someone flicked the back of the knife with his index finger, and the sword in the killer's hand immediately turned around.

"Childe?"

"Gu Yufei?"

Seeing the appearance of the person who came, Qiu Moxun and the killer exclaimed at the same time.

"Childe, what are you doing, she knows what she shouldn't know, Xiangye commanded, this person must not stay anymore!"

After coming back to his senses, the killer just now swung his sword again and stabbed Qiu Moxun behind Gu Yufei, but was blocked by Gu Yufei.