Chapter Twenty-Nine: Wandering

Is it the mood reason? The sky she saw was gloomy, and she didn't know how to get back to the Xingwang Mansion, anyway, she was listless the whole way.

"Miss Mo, where did you just go? I see that there are a lot of people missing from the house, are you going to handle the case? The oncoming silk bamboo made Mo Yinluo feel extremely guilty, she should ...... How to say it......

"I'm sorry ......"

“?”

"Yi Ming Pavilion...... Yi Ming Court ...... Mingniang, she ......"

Sizhu's eyes were a little gloomy, and her heart tightened, "What's wrong with Yi Ming Pavilion?" ”

"Destroy the door ......" seems to have mustered up a lot of courage to say such a sentence.

Like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Sizhu sat on the cold ground with weakness, and Mo Yinluo wanted to help but knelt on the ground with her weakly. Is there a knife stabbing in your heart? Sizhu's whole body almost collapsed. "Ming Niang...... Mingniang is like my stepmother, and I haven't repaid her yet...... Haven't gone yet...... endless tears poured down like a downpour, and this double blow slashed at her body like thunder and lightning, so painful...... It hurts so much. "I ...... I'm just a star...... It will only harm others...... I'm the Evil Star......"

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" Mo Yinluo's face suddenly turned ugly. She looked at Sizhu, who was crying, and the only thing she could say was sorry, she didn't know how to face her again in the future. Because seeing so many lives appear in front of her eyes again made her a little unacceptable, she suddenly felt that she was really incompetent, what kind of goddess detective? What promises? After all, it's just her self-righteousness. There was no way to find the murderer, she had no clue and no confidence...... However, she didn't know that just because the ghost of a killing made her not in good shape, so that she didn't work well in this case, it was a little decadent.

Sizhu had been crying in her house for almost the whole day, and I am afraid that her eyes were already swollen from crying. No one could have experienced the loss of a loved one in these few days, her grief, her pain, her hurt, and her painful memories, and Moyin Lodo hoped that the tears would disappear with her tears in this cry. She didn't try to persuade her, just quietly stood outside the door and waited for her to finish crying. Everything, it seems that it is not her Mo Yinluo's fault, but she is willing to take all the responsibility, she thinks that she can't find the murderer is to break her promise to Sizhu, and she thinks that she is sorry for Sizhu. But when she was dazed in pursuing her own mistakes, she never thought that it was because she couldn't adapt to the bloody scene again, precisely because she was a person in the 21st century, in a legal society, and would not trample on human life at will. So it's hard for her to accept, perhaps...... This is her "fault." ”

I don't know how long it took, but after sending Sizhu back to her room, she stayed in front of her room, silent. When she heard that familiar voice and familiar figure, she knew that silently carrying so much was the only thing she needed...... is a dependent.

"Why are you here?" Duan Xichen's voice made her suddenly feel very warm. Mo Yinluo didn't speak, she sat there lightly for a long time, looking at Duan Xichen's concerned eyes, her heart was tight for a while. Mo Yinluo suddenly threw herself into his arms desperately, tears flashing in her eyes, but they never fell. At this moment, she understands what a sense of security is, and Duan Xichen is her reliance.

Duan Xichen was startled, but he still stroked her head and said, "What's wrong with you?" Why did you run back all of a sudden? Duan Xichen asked, and Mo Yinluo hugged him tighter. She felt guilty and didn't know how to tell Duan Xichen.

"Your Highness...... Sorry ......"

"Why?"

"I don't deserve to be the first goddess detective in the capital, and I don't have any clue about this case. Maybe Ziyang...... That's right, I can't even fulfill my promise to Sizhu...... I'll just cry ......"

Duan Xichen gently grabbed her shoulders, pushed her away slightly, and said, "Listen to Mo Yinluo, nothing is as easy as you think, and the same is true for investigating cases, and inferring the results of the case without a process is not considered an investigation." You need to learn to overcome this situation, and nothing is ever easy. There is no mystery in this world that you can't solve Because you are my own goddess detective, you will definitely get through this difficult time that tests your psychological barrier. Unless...... You don't want to fulfill the promise you made to Ichitake......"

"No......"

Duan Xichen's eyes suddenly became subtle, "So-prove it to me, and at the same time, prove it to Ziyang, who has always been suspicious of you." Prove...... The other side of you. ”

"Hmm."

Duan Xichen seems to have a heart that does not change everywhere under any circumstances and at any time, which is exactly what Mo Yinluo yearns for, and perhaps many things that make her regret are caused by her impulsiveness. In Mo Yinluo's eyes, he Duan Xichen was like a ray of sunshine, always sprinkling the most dazzling light on her body when she was confused, waking her up. At the same time, it also illuminates a path to the light for her. She didn't know that she regarded this as dependence.

"Your Highness, Sizhu has been crying in the house for a day, and I am worried about ......," he gestured and waved his hand, "No one can bear the pain of losing relatives and friends, let her be quiet." ”

"Good ......"

Tossing and turning, stepping towards the outside of the hospital. At that moment, Mo Yinluo saw a cold light attacking behind Mo Ziyang, who was wandering the god, and the sword bearer was dressed in red, and the figure was so familiar. Mo Yinluo didn't think much about it, and jumped forward and rushed over, "Ziyang be careful!" The moment he stood behind him, a sword pierced her heart mercilessly.

"Mo Yinluo!" Duan Xichen's scream made her heart stop. Mo Yinluo looked up at the man with the sword, and she was greatly surprised. How long has it been since I've seen that red scarlet robe? Bi Wanyan's face was engraved in Mo Yinluo's pupils. She's Bi Wanyan, but she's not. Although Bi Wanyan has a cold appearance, her heart is affectionate and righteous, and the eyes of the person in front of her are full of ruthless killing, which is extremely terrifying. The most beautiful thing is - her pair of red eyes have the carving of the moon ring. She ...... again Why is it suddenly here?

Suddenly I felt a salty throat, a cough, and a stream of blood gushed out of my mouth. There was another tingling pain, and the last sight of the pupils was Bi Wanyan ruthlessly drawing her sword out, her body falling down weakly, and Mo Yinluo's eyes closed and she no longer had the strength to open them.

I have experienced two deaths, the last time I was able to live, and this time I ...... I'm afraid I won't wake up anyway.

Mo Yinluo's unconsciousness was also accompanied by Bi Wanyan's silent departure. Mo Ziyang looked at Mo Yinluo who was slumped in his arms, his face was full of pain, he was suddenly at a loss, he didn't know why, the sudden appearance of Mo Yinluo made him a little relieved. Why did she ...... Want to block a sword for him?

West Garden.

There were many people sitting around Mo Yinluo's bed, but she was the only one lying there quietly, silently, her face full of calm. A imperial doctor was checking his pulse, and in order to save Moyin Luo Duan Xichen, he did not hesitate to invite all the imperial doctors in the palace.

"My lord, Miss Mo's heart was pierced by the sword and was too badly injured, Xiaguan ...... I'm afraid I can't go back. The Imperial Doctor's face was also a little ugly.

When Duan Xichen heard this, his heart felt as if he had been smashed by a golden stone, and he was stunned for a long time.

"Imperial Doctor, is there really no way?" Sizhu was so anxious that she heard the sound that Luo was seriously injured and hurried over. Helpless, the imperial doctor shook his head. Duan Xichen was silent, his eyes gloomy as he looked at the quiet Mo Yinluo, and stood there without any reaction. After a long time, he said lightly, "Don't tell Lord Mo about this, this king ...... I'm going to cure her. They thought that Duan Xichen was just deceiving himself.

"Your Excellency...... "The imperial doctor knew that Mo Yinluo was not saved, and he wanted to persuade him, but he was refuted." Walk ......"

"Yes......" Everyone dispersed, leaving him alone to stand by the bed, looking at her quietly.

Her face was haggard and unusual, extremely pale and bloodless, but her countenance, her appearance was still so captivating. Duan Xichen never expected that this guy would end up leaving him with only a sad hug, a leisurely look, and in the end, only a cold curved shell remained. She was so irresponsible, she didn't leave a last word. Duan Xichen couldn't help but have a reverie, she didn't have a last word, which meant that she would come back. Although, this is just his reverie and expectation.

The silent beauty on the side, her eyes are closed like the beauty of a white peony, Yunmei outlines the outline of her eyes, and her lips are curved by lotus flowers, so gentle and lovely.

"I don't know—how many secrets you have hidden in your heart, I don't know what you want that flower seed for, and I don't know who you have been thinking about in your heart...... All I know is that if you don't wake up the promise of the flower seed, it will be null and void. He stroked her hair gently, and there was too much emotion in his eyes that he couldn't see through. The short words contain endless emotions, twisted and broken, like a dream that cannot be forgotten. Duan Xichen's life is monotonous, he has no goal in life, and he doesn't know what he should do, but her appearance makes him understand what he loves, thinks, thinks, and ...... The bond of his life.

Mo Ziyang's steps were very heavy but unsteady, his heart was wavering because of Mo Yinluo's actions, she exchanged her own life for his life, this kind of Mo Yinluo made Mo Ziyang a little confused. She is willing to give up her own life for the lives of others, and this so-called great love is reflected in her every move. Mo Ziyang didn't know why, he felt a little guilty about Mo Yinluo, but whenever he remembered the scene when Mo Yinluo rushed in front of him and the sword pierced her heart, he couldn't help frowning, and a sour feeling welled up in his heart. Suddenly, a figure could be faintly seen in the small pavilion of Duyang Lake in the distance. He walked slowly, slowly approaching. I saw Sizhu sitting in the pavilion with his hands and knees in his hands, his head buried in his lap. Mo Ziyang frowned, he approached the corner of his clothes and touched the skirt of Si Zhuyang under the stone chair, she seemed to notice Mo Ziyang's approach, revealing half of her head, but her eyes never looked at him.

"Young Master Mo." She said lightly.

"Are you crying?"

"My father and mother were killed by me, and the entire Yi Ming Pavilion and the medical hall were slaughtered because of me, and now Miss Mo is also ...... Because I've become half-dead. I said that I am a bad star, and that all those who approach me will not end well, and that my life is like this, and I am destined to be lonely all my life. Sizhu's words hurt her heart, and she always brought bad luck to people for some reason. Everything had been unexpected for her.

"Ghosts have ghost companions, and people have companions." Mo Ziyang's words were a little shocked. She didn't say anything, just looked at Mo Ziyang with a smile, although Mo Ziyang's words were a little unclear, but Sizhu was just him comforting her. Mo Ziyang sat down, with no expression on his face, but Sizhu always felt that he didn't seem to be in a very good mood.

"What do you think—what kind of person is Mo Yinluo?" Mo Ziyang's heart did not affirm Mo Yinluo for a long time, he originally didn't like this person, thinking that she approached Duan Xichen because of his status as the crown prince, in order to give her a good future for herself. But now she is willing to do whatever it takes to protect others, even at the expense of her own name. This move is another great love.

"Mo Gongzi is not sure, is he still suspicious of Yin Luoxin?" Sizhu saw that Mo Ziyang on the side was silent, his face was melancholy, and he acquiesced. "To tell the truth, she is a very kind girl, she may be a little stubborn at times, persistent in solving cases, and does not like to admit defeat. However, her heart has always been a weak and helpless girl, all the strength and refusal to admit defeat are just a protective cover on her surface, when it is broken, she also needs a support. Although she is a girl, she loves boundlessly, and she always thinks of others and ignores herself before all actions. He got up and looked at Mo Ziyang, "Mo Gongzi's prejudice against her is that he doesn't understand her after all." However, when all misunderstandings are not resolved, you will only hate her, let alone try to understand her, and you will not know her kind heart. ”

Sizhu's words made Mo Ziyang reflect on himself again, "I...... Is it wrong? ”

"You're not wrong, everyone has seen Mo Gongzi's dedication to Xingwangfu, and I believe that Yin Luo must also understand. You're just—disbelief in yourself, along with the above disbelief in Yinluo. Mo Ziyang looked at Sizhu's sentences seriously, she was sure that these words came from her heart.

Sizhu lifted Mo Ziyang's hand and carefully placed it on his own heart, "No one can make you trust Mo Gongzi for a lifetime, but in the end, there are people who are good for you, if you want to try to trust someone who is good to you, you should first believe in yourself." If you're still in doubt, listen to it...... The voice of your heart. ”

For a person who should try to understand him (her), if you make up your mind early on, you don't know his (her) temperament and the real him (she), you will eventually hurt others and yourself, as the so-called...... I carried the word regret on my back.