Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Sun of Mochen
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Zuo Di stood up vigorously when he heard this, but his eyes were dark, and his body staggered and almost didn't stand firm.
A hand stretched out from her side to hold her arm steadily, and Mo Chen comforted her: "Don't worry, you can't solve the problem in a hurry, I'll go with you." ”
Zuo Di glanced at him gratefully, and said to Qiu Ju: "Who else knows about this matter except you?" ”
Qiu Ju was shocked: "Baozhi, only the slave and the Baozhi know, our yard has never allowed people to enter, and the people who sprinkle and sweep have not yet arrived." ”
Zuo Di said decisively: "You go and block the news!" Especially on her mother's side, she is already in poor health. ”
Qiu Ju hurriedly ran out.
Zuo Di couldn't avoid suspicion, and hurried back to Xiaoxiang Pavilion with Mo Chen, but fortunately, at this time, at noon, there were few people in the house, and no one paid attention.
At the beginning, Zuo Di placed Zhu Xin in the side courtyard of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which was still some distance from the main courtyard, and at that time she thought that the distance was too close to avoid some gossip, but at this time she was extremely remorseful, if it was close at hand, would it be safer?
Through the moon gate, the Golden Boy Pavilion only had a study room except for the bedroom, and the side room connected to the bedroom was reserved for Jiaosheng.
When Zuo Di arrived, Baozhi came out of the study with a pale face, and there were spots of blood on his body......
"Miss." Baozhi's lips trembled, but she was much calmer than Qiu Ju, "The two grandmothers just fainted, it's no big deal." The slave and maid dragged them to the study and placed them for the time being, only the study was clean. ”
Zuo Di nodded, didn't care about talking to her, and rushed into Zhu Xin's bedroom.
Mo Chen followed.
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Blood, blood everywhere.
On the bed, on the floor, on the wall, on the table and chair......
There were large patches of blood everywhere, and it was shocking to look at.
Zuo Di's eyes opened in disbelief, and the hairs on his body stood on end. How can it be? What's going on here?
Even if the blood of the three of them was drained, there would not be such a large amount of blood.
She pushed away Mo Chen, who tried to hide her eyes, and rushed into the side room in a desperate way.
It's exactly as tragic as the bedroom......
Seeing the scene in front of him, Zuo Di calmed down instead, strange, it was too strange.
Even if she is not a medical student, she knows that the blood volume of normal people accounts for seven to eight percent of her body weight, and the sum of the three people will never exceed 100 kilograms, but the miserable situation in this room requires at least thirty or forty liters of blood.
So, whether it's human blood or not, maybe they're still alive?
Mo Chen also had a solemn face, he also had doubts in his heart, if the three people in the mouth of the suitable maid were killed, it would not cause such a tragic situation at all, unless someone arranged it in advance and used ready-made blood.
You can look closely at the shape of the blood stains, and it is clear that it is caused by splattering, not spilling......
He didn't care about thinking about the reason, grabbed Zuo Di's shoulder, stared at her distracted eyes, and said firmly:
"Di'er, this matter can no longer be hidden, let me inform the teacher. You can't do this alone! ”
Zuo Di was awakened by his words, and without thinking about it, he screamed, "No"
She looked back at Mo Chen and said with difficulty: "No matter how powerful Daddy is, he is an ordinary person after all." Mo Chen, this is not an incident that ordinary people can meddle in, do you know what I mean? ”
Before Mo Chen could reply, Zuo Di broke away his hands and said to Baozhi: "You go and see if the Hu Steward is still there, if so, bring someone over!" ”
Baozhi hesitated, "...... Brought here? ”
Zuo Di's eyes looked at the blood red around him with empty eyes, and he didn't make a sound.
Baozhi gritted his teeth, looking at the master's crumbling appearance, he couldn't bear to ask more.
Even if the heart says that it has nothing to do with this matter, since he sees the situation here, the best solution is to make him unable to speak again!
It seems that he has to "share his worries" for his master......
Thinking of this, a fierce light flashed in Baozhi's eyes, her face was solemn, and she said to Zuo Di: "Yes, just leave it to the slave!" ”
After Baozhi left, Mo Chen watched Zuo Di stubbornly walk towards the study, sighed lightly and followed.
The study was no different than usual.
Zhu Xin is young, so there are not too many books in the study, only the four treasures of the study and some scattered small toys, which are made by Zuo Di in his spare time for his enlightenment.
Zuo Di first checked the two grandmothers who had fainted, they were placed side by side by Baozhi on the chaise longue in the corner of the study, there were no external injuries on their bodies and not much blood, their breathing was steady and their faces were ruddy, so there should be no major problems.
After walking to the bookcase, he picked up the waste paper that Zhu Xin had scribbled on weekdays.
Zhu Xin is young, not yet enlightened, and does not know many words, most of these waste papers are immature paintings.
Zuo Di flipped through one by one, as if he saw through the paper that Zhu Xin was sitting on a chair with great difficulty, and he was drawing carefully with one stroke at a time.
This little man with a few vertical lines on his head is probably drawing himself, and the little man holding hands with him in a skirt next to him......
Zuo Di's heart thumped, and he almost couldn't breathe in pain. Her eyes were blurry, she couldn't see anything clearly, and large tears slammed down on the painting, stunting the ink......
Mo Chen stretched out his hand and took her into his arms, and sighed: "Cry, cry if you want to, tell me after crying, what do you need me to do?" Whatever you do, I'll do it if you want to. ”
Zuo Di bit his lip to prevent himself from crying, listening to the almost oath-like murmur in his ear, the tears flowed even more fiercely: "Mo Chen, I left him in the mansion." ”
Mo Chen didn't say a word, only patted her back gently.
"I called him brother, but I never really cared about him. When I placed him here, I thought that I had given him the best, and he always wanted me to accompany him, but I didn't have time to put it off again and again. Occasionally pull him to play on a whim, and he will jump up happily. ”
Mo Chen said distressedly: "He may be fine, but he was kidnapped." If he knew that you were so sad, he would be sad. ”
He wanted to say something more to soothe the girl who couldn't stop trembling in his arms, but found that the words were so pale that he couldn't convince himself.
"You're right, I can't cry, I have to cheer up. He's so small that he can't do anything, and he must be waiting for me to save him. ”
Zuo Di sniffed and left Mo Chen's embrace, his eyes were already red and swollen from crying, and there were still tears on his cheeks, but his eyes were extremely firm, as if he was blooming with dazzling light!
Yes, this is such a look, looking at Zuo Di in front of him, Mo Chen's heart is beating wildly!
She rushed into the fire without hesitation that day, as if she would shine as she did now.
The light pierced his weak heart at that time, illuminated his life, and was deeply seared in his mind, which could never be dissipated again.
Whether she is a fairy or a spirit, Mo Chen only knows that the woman in front of him is his sun, who saved him from hell.
His sun.
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