"Of course I believe you, but if I don't even believe you, who else can I trust?" Chu Yunyao's slender and slender fingers stretched out towards him: "Ling Yuan, don't ask me similar questions in the future."

Even if the whole world doubts you, I will definitely stand by your side, and you deserve all my trust.

It is also worthy of Jinyu's trust.

Otherwise, he would not have entrusted Jinlan and Qin Zhirou to the two of us before he died. ”

I don't know which sentence touched Mo Lingyuan's weakness, and his red eyes, which had stayed up all night, suddenly moistened.

Mo Lingyuan grabbed her fingers in the palm of her palm with her backhand, pressed her thin lips, and said in a low voice: "Yun Yao, I'm so afraid that you won't believe me." ”

He knew better than anyone how important Mo Jinyu was in Chu Yunyao's heart, but as soon as he left the farm, Mo Jinyu was assassinated, so no one could help but think about it.

He took advantage of her sleep, and thought about many possibilities in his heart, and even in his heart, he already wanted to come over and testify for him in vain.

But she never expected that she just said a promise as heavy as thousands of burdens: Of course I believe you, if I don't even believe you, who else can I trust?

For several days, the boulder that Mo Lingyuan pressed on his heart moved away.

The mood is like breathing, and it is much smoother.

......

After Chu Yunyao fell asleep again, there was a slight knock outside the door.

Mo Lingyuan tucked the corners of the quilt, walked over, and opened the door.

Mo Lingwei's face was stained with tears, and her gloomy face was full of fear and uneasiness, "Brother, something happened to Xiu'er." ”

"How's he doing?" Mo Lingyuan's heart sank, and he grabbed Mo Lingwei's shoulder: "These days, hasn't Xiu'er been in Zhuyuan all the time, following you?"

What the hell happened to him? Fell or was it taken away? ”

This is the Mo family's mansion, surrounded by guards, it is difficult for a fly to fly in, even if it is lucky to fly in, it can't fly out alive, how could Xiu'er be taken away?

Mo Lingwei just shook her head, her fingers wiping the tears that were desperately rolling down: "You come with me to have a look, Doctor Zhang said, say ......"

The matter could no longer be hidden, and Mo Lingwei had to tell Mo Lingyuan and Pan: "I have been taking care of Xiu'er's food, clothing, housing and transportation for the past few days, and I found that although he understood what I said, he didn't say a word in person for several days.

No matter how much I tease him, he just won't speak.

I knew that my sister-in-law was fragile now, overly sad, and heartbroken, and I didn't dare to disturb my sister-in-law, so I invited Dr. Zhang to come over.

After Zhang Shen's treatment, he told me that Xiu'er was stimulated and couldn't speak, and my brother ......"

It was as if a hand penetrated Mo Lingyuan's chest and grabbed his heart, Mo Lingyuan only felt that the blood in his body was cold, and he walked quickly towards the bamboo garden, his steps were a little staggering.

So many things are happening all at once these days, life and death, turmoil and turmoil, turmoil and turmoil.

There are so many things to be over-minded.

He is a man, not a god, and he has no skills.

could only hand over Xiu'er to Mo Lingwei, although she knew that Xiu'er's mood was a little wrong, but she didn't have time to think deeper......

Raising his foot and kicking open the door of the bamboo garden, Mo Lingyuan arrived at the bedroom like a gust of wind, and saw Xiu'er sitting squarely in the center of the bed with two short legs, and a pair of dark eyes looked blankly at the old man with his beard in front of him......