Nalan didn't speak, just bit his lower lip, afraid that he would collapse as soon as he made a sound, and Hongli just sat quietly, he couldn't understand the pain of Nalan's loss of relatives, so he couldn't comfort her, he could only block the cold wind for her, which was the only thing he could do now.

In the silent night, only the cold wind blew through the ears, leaving a whirring sound, and only the sound of the bustling near and far came from afar, until a voice came, breaking the most turbulent silence.

"Sir!" There was an exclamation, followed by the sound of crying and crying, this voice was very noisy, there were mothers, aunts, brothers, slaves, and Nalan.

Nalan collapsed after all, she stood up suddenly, the cloak that was supposed to be on her body also quickly slipped down, Nalan didn't care about the others, she had no way to dodge, that exclamation, how heartbreaking, I'm afraid, I'm afraid.

Nalan's whole body was trembling, and he walked to Amma's bedside step by step, because of the trembling, his steps seemed a little difficult, I'm afraid, I'm afraid Ama has already left, without leaving a word, and he won't open his eyes.

"Lan'er, my child, don't cry, don't cry." Before Nalan walked to Li Rongbao's bed, he was hugged by Jue Luo, who blindfolded Nalan's eyes, but the palms of his hands could still feel wet, and the hot tears dripped down along the lines in Li Jia's hands.

"Eniang, is Ama asleep?"

Nalan's question made Jue Luo couldn't help but glance at the old man lying on the bed again, so peaceful, if it weren't for the fact that his chest didn't rise and fall, if he didn't have no breathing, if it wasn't for the coldness of his whole body, maybe, it wasn't necessarily that he was really asleep.

Jue Luo didn't speak, she was a woman, her pain was no more painful than Nalan, how could she say that cruel words.

Unable to get an answer, Nalan began to break free from Jue Luo's arms, and at this moment, Nalan was particularly strong, almost making Jue Luo fall to the ground.

"Lan'er."

Nalan regained his light, followed his eyes, looked at Ama on the bed, dragged his steps, knelt down on the side of the bed, grabbed Li Rongbao's already cold palm, she turned Li Rongbao's palm into a fist, and then started from the little thumb, one by one, and finally, all five fingers were opened, Nalan looked up at Li Rongbao and shook Li Rongbao's body.

"Amma, don't you wake up when you say thumbs up? Why don't you wake up yet, if you don't wake up again, Lan'er won't like Amma, Amma, you open your eyes and play with Lan'er, okay, Amma, Amma, Amma.." Nalan kept grabbing Li Rongbao's palm and kept talking.

"Lan'er, don't bother Amma, let Ama go with peace of mind, Lan'er, obedient, okay?" Jue Luo said these words with great difficulty, she didn't want the old man to wake up, but she also understood that the old man was only walking away from his body, and his soul would always exist and would always guard this home.

Nalan wanted to be willful at the moment, but morality and ideas made her let go of Amma's hand, which was already cold, because of Nalan's strength, left red marks, which were particularly conspicuous.

"E-niang." Nalan threw herself into Jue Luo's arms, and the blockage in her heart had already made her speechless.

Jue Luo patted her on the back.

"Master, it will always be, master, he will call the sun in the sky, shining on us all the time." It's like comforting yourself and others.

"We don't cry, or the lord will be sad when he sees it." In a word, it contains too much love, but also too much pain.

Outside the wall, you can vaguely feel the sadness inside the wall, Hongli is holding his cloak, the cloak in his hand, there is no temperature, and it is even a little cold.

At this moment, he really wanted to go in to accompany her, he couldn't find any explanation to answer his feelings, he just thought that he couldn't see others crying sadly, of course, reason made him stop his pace, not for anything else, but at this moment, he had no position to go in.