"Miss, be obedient, let's go eat something first." Bao'er dragged Chu Yunyao and pulled her to the table.

Chu Yunyao didn't have any appetite for the plate full of breakfast, but seeing Bao'er's attentive smiling face, she couldn't bear to refuse her kindness, so she forced herself to eat something casually to fill her stomach.

Mu Qing came over, with a serious expression on his face. Seeing that Mo Lingyuan still hadn't woken up, he pursed his lips, silently swallowed the words he wanted to say, and went back to work.

Wait from early morning to noon, from noon to sunset and dusk, from sunset to dusk until the lights are everywhere.

Mo Lingyuan still didn't wake up.

Chu Yunyao's heart sank little by little. She lifted the quilt, untied his clothes, and carefully checked the wounds on his body that had healed, except for the heaviest wound on the abdomen that had healed. In addition to the scab not completely healed, the scabs have been peeled off in other places that suffered minor injuries, leaving deep and shallow scars.

Seeing Chu Yunyao's almost collapsed face but still holding on, Bao'er stood by and didn't know what to do.

"Go out, I want to rest." Chu Yunyao sat on the side of the bed: "Maybe Ling Yuan will recover by tomorrow, I just took his pulse..."

Bao'er just got out of the bedroom, closed the door behind her back, and stood silently at the door.

She saw Chu Yunyao standing up from the side of the bed, blew out the candle, and returned to the side of the bed.

Then, a low, suppressed cry came out from inside, it was very small and weak, but it was enough to stir up a storm in Bao'er's heart.

After being by Miss's side for so long, how have you ever heard Miss cry so much?

Is it possible that Grandpa really can't wake up?



Seven days later, riots emerged.

Although Mu Qing and Duan Changyu tried their best to suppress it, the news that Mo Lingyuan was dead was still raucous. Rumors were like magma rushing under a volcano. Once they found the exit, they would burst out of the sky with an aura of destruction. .

Chu Yunyao's placement of people from Lingyun Sect here had already aroused dissatisfaction among some of the generals. Later, Mo Lingyuan was injured and fell into a coma. Some generals were even unable to see Mo Lingyuan's face, so they became even more dissatisfied.

The news that Mrs. Mo's young lady is good at painting skin and disguise is also spreading like wildfire. Some people even say that the few times Mo Lingyuan appeared after being injured and comatose were all pretended by Duan Changyu. The young lady.

Mo Lingyuan's hands were bloody and bruised from the explosion, but Duan Changyu had a hideous scar on the back of his hand, which was an old wound from a long time ago.

That night in the conference hall, when Mo Lingyuan was drinking tea, he had a scar that was exactly the same as Duan Changyu's...

The Mohist army was not defeated by the Gong family's attack, but it was stirred up by several important generals and became chaotic.

But under the coercion of Mu Qing and Duan Changyu, at least Chu Yunyao didn't make trouble here.

Another seven days later, Lingyunmen was robbed while transporting grain and grass, and Shiyi and Jiu'er were seriously injured. When Chu Yunyao received the news, she was furious: "Didn't there be Mohist troops to support you on weekdays? Where are those people? "

Twelve knelt on the ground on one knee, "I don't know, the route for us to transport food and grass in one month and two months is different. When the food and grass were robbed, the reinforcements of the Mohist army were delayed. Those people underestimated the enemy and didn't pay attention to our group of girls, and it is impossible for Ninth Sister and Eleventh Sister to lead us to kill a bloody road.

That road has always been secret, easy to defend and difficult to attack, someone must have leaked the news of Lingyunmen escorting food and grass, and betrayed us..."