Hearing the sound of the door opening, Mo Lingyuan didn't raise his head, his voice was cold and he quenched the ice, and shouted: "Get out!" ”

Mo Lingwei's nose was sour, and she called: "Brother." ”

Mo Lingyuan paused, raised his eyes to look in the direction of the sound, and saw Mo Lingwei, whose eyes were swollen like peaches, threw the pen in his hand on the table casually, and asked coldly, "What are you doing here?" ”

Mo Lingwei's heart seemed to be immersed in ice water.

This brother, who used to treat her like a jewel, was so unfamiliar with her because of her sister-in-law's death.

Mo Lingwei put the food on the table, "Brother, I'm also very uncomfortable, she is my sister-in-law, in my heart, your position is the same as that of your brother." ”

Mo Lingyuan looked up at the portrait on the wall, and said nothing, as if he hadn't heard it.

Mo Lingwei brought the rice bowl to him: "Brother, if you don't find your sister-in-law for a day, you mean that your sister-in-law is still alive, you have to take care of your health, wait for your sister-in-law to come back, don't let your sister-in-law come back yet, you will fall down first."

Even if it's to avenge your sister-in-law, you should eat somewhat.

I can relate to your feelings. ”

Mo Lingyuan glanced at her coldly, "Empathy? How can you empathize? ”

Mo Lingwei bit her lip: "Brother, my feelings for Feng Shaojin are no less than your feelings for your sister-in-law......"

"But your Feng Shaojin, at least he is alive and well, but my Yun Yao and the child are uncertain."

"From the day I decided to leave Feng Shaojin, I treated him as if he was dead." Mo Lingwei filled the soup and handed it to Mo Lingyuan: "I once wanted to die, after all, I have been dead for a hundred years, and I have to face such a desperate thing while I am alive."

But brother, if your sister-in-law is still alive, and you torture yourself so much, you can't even wait for her to come back and toss your life away, how should you face you after she is found by Mr. Luo?

At the very least, before Mr. Luo finds his sister-in-law, you have to fulfill her long-cherished wish and avenge her.

Even if it is supported by these hatreds, it is better than escaping reality without eating or drinking......"

Mo Lingyuan: "......"

Yes, many of the things he had promised her had not been done.

At least to fulfill the promise he had made to her.

Mo Lingyuan picked up the chopsticks......

When the meal was served, there was still more than half of it left, and the housekeeper looked at the small half bowl of rice that Mo Lingyuan had moved, and almost cried with joy, "Miss, come over every day to eat something with your master." ”

Mo Lingwei nodded.

......

Three days later.

The mansion was magnificently arranged, with red silk cloth hanging in front of the door and behind the house, and even red lanterns hanging on the trees, this scene was even more festive than the day Mo Lingyuan got married a year ago.

The guests are full of friends.

A stage was set up in the courtyard, and the troupe sang the heavenly fairy match on the stage: the birds in the trees were in pairs...... You bring water to me to water the garden...... You and I are like mandarin ducks, flying in the world with wings......

Mo Lingyuan sat on the upper seat, there was an empty seat next to him, and he looked at the singing drama on the stage for a moment, and seemed to listen to it with relish.

Mu Qing and Duan Changyu stood behind him, and the two glanced at each other, only feeling creepy.

Where is this heavenly immortal match.

This is clearly a ghost affair.

Chi Yebai was starting, cup after cup, drinking wine lonely, and coming with him, as well as Feng Qianfan, who had been specially dressed up.

The corner of Feng Qianfan's eyes glanced at Mo Lingyuan's body intentionally or unintentionally, and lost a look at Si Jinchen, who was sitting opposite.

Si Jinchen tacitly nodded his head, and poked his elbow at the amazingly dressed woman next to him: "It's time for you to dance for Mo Shao......"