The supporting actress always wants to divorce

late at night.

Mo Zhi coaxed Ye Nanxing to sleep, put her gently on the bed, covered her with the quilt, and then quietly exited the room!
In the corridor, Qingyue said: "Master, you are looking for me."

"Well, come to the study, I have something to tell you."

in the study.

Mo Zhi sat down on the sofa easily, crossed his legs, his handsome expression was mysterious.

Qingyue stood in front of him, thinking that there was something she hadn't explained, she hurriedly said: "Master, I killed Ying, and it was to protect Ye Nanxing."

"Her death is not important." Mo Zhi got up and walked to the French window, gazing at the moonlight outside the window: "My life is not long, I want to ask you one thing."

His tone was calm, as if he was chatting about family affairs, talking about other people's affairs. Obviously, he had long been bearish about life and death!
On the contrary, Qingyue was terribly worried: "Master, are you sick? You can go for treatment. Now that medicine is so advanced, it will definitely be cured!"

Mo Zhi said indifferently: "Listen to me, I have transferred all assets to your name, financially you will have no worries for the rest of your life, but you have to help me take care of Ye Nanxing."

Qingyue was extremely surprised, and immediately expressed her attitude: "Master, I don't need assets, as long as you tell me, I will do everything."

Mo Zhi turned around, his dark eyes were unfathomable, staring at her quietly.

His tone was calm and unwavering: "After my death, the ashes were scattered in the sea, and then you take Ye Nanxing back to the imperial capital, and try to get her back to Lu Yunxiao's side, but you'd better not reveal your identity."

Qingyue heard the importance of the matter, so she stopped interrupting, looked at the man seriously, and kept his words in her heart.

"Since both Lu Yunxiao and Ye Nanxing have amnesia." Mo Zhi continued: "Then let these two start over with another relationship. You are very smart, so I don't need to teach you."

Qingyue nodded solemnly: "Master, I know what to do."

Mo Zhi's voice was uneventful: "Ye Nanxing is my most important person. After I die, she will be your master. I beg you to protect her from being bullied."

He is very accurate at seeing people and knows that Qingyue will never betray him!

Qingyue's eyes couldn't hide the sadness: "Yes, master."

Mo Zhi said sincerely, "Thank you."

Qingyue lowered her head and tried her best to suppress the soreness in her eyes. She wanted to say something, but she was afraid that she would cry if she opened her mouth, so she simply kept silent!
Mo Zhi paused and said, "Go back and rest!"

Qingyue choked up and said, "Yes."

Immediately, he turned around and left quickly, returning to his room and weeping silently.

This time, the man she admired will leave forever, and there is nothing she can do!

Mo Zhi returned to the room, lifted the quilt to go to bed, and hugged the sleeping little milk ball pitifully.

He lowered his head and kissed Xiao Naituan's forehead: "Xing'er, even if time goes back, I will still choose to do this!"

In the next few days, Mo Zhi still showed Ye Nanxing his healthy side, trying not to be seen.

Even though his body was declining a little bit, he still pretended to be nothing, played with Ye Nanxing every day, and made her happy!
But such days are not many, because Mo Zhi's vital signs passed quickly, and he was dying after a week.

Right now, in the room.

The man's face was pale, his thin lips were bloodless, his long and narrow eyes were half-opened, and there was a soft lump of milk between his brows.

Qingyue stood aside with red eyes.

Three-year-old Ye Nanxing sat by the bed in a small group, held the man's hand, and cried, "Mo Zhi, what's wrong with you, are you leaving me?"

Mo Zhi raised his hand with difficulty and wiped her tears: "Good boy, I don't want to see you cry at the last moment of my life."

Three-year-old Ye Nanxing wiped away tears with the back of his hand: "Okay, I won't cry."

"You won't always look like a three-year-old." Mo Zhi's magnetic voice was slightly hoarse, and he said weakly: "When the time is right, you will change back."

He has carefully arranged it for so many years, but it was a trick of good fortune. He used jade to bring Ye Nanxing to the parallel world. The side effect was that he would turn back into a three-year-old child. In fact, he could accept it.

But he later found out that even with the protection of jade, Ye Nanxing would not live long in the parallel world, just as if he forcibly stayed in this world for many years and died because of it!
He wasn't selfish enough to drag his beloved woman to die together, so he returned with jade.

And that piece of jade, he destroyed it as early as the day he came back!

"Yeah." Three-year-old Ye Nanxing suppressed crying with her mouth puckered: "Mo Zhi, what's wrong with you, shall we go to the hospital?"

Mo Zhi's slender fingers caressed her chubby face: "Xing'er, let Qingyue take you back to Lu Yunxiao's side tomorrow."

Three-year-old Ye Nanxing shook his head: "I don't want to go, I don't know him well, and he won't support me."

Little Naituan said solemnly, afraid that no one would support her!

Mo Zhi laughed: "He will raise you, you are so cute, no one can refuse."

After finishing speaking, he gave Qingyue a look. Although he was extremely weak, the light in his eyes was still daunting!

Qingyue nodded, took two steps forward, picked up three-year-old Ye Nanxing, and respectfully said, "Master, you should rest well."

Three-year-old Ye Nanxing refused to obey, waving his small fists and struggling: "I don't want to leave, I still want to accompany Mo Zhi."

Mo Zhi curled his lips and comforted him: "Xing'er, you go out first, I want to rest quietly."

Hearing this, Ye Nanxing finally settled down at the age of three: "Okay, then I'll come and see you later."

Mo Zhi nodded, with doting eyes on his face: "Yes, good boy."

Qingyue left the room with three-year-old Ye Nanxing.

The breath of imminent death surrounds Mo Zhi, his breathing is weak, and he can hardly see the rise and fall of his chest.

Tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and he murmured: "Xing'er, I miss you so much, goodbye forever!"

The next moment, he closed his eyes with tears in his eyes, with a smile on his lips, and passed away without regret!

Corridor outside the room.

Qingyue seemed to have a premonition, squatting on the ground holding three-year-old Ye Nanxing and crying softly, her shoulders shrugged uncontrollably!

Three-year-old Ye Nanxing also noticed something, and struggled to jump out of the woman's arms: "Let me go, let me go."

She struggled for a long time before Qingyue let her go.

She ran to the door of the room on her short legs. She tiptoed and tried to grab the doorknob, but she still couldn't reach it!

Three-year-old Ye Nanxing slammed on the door anxiously, crying helplessly: "Mo Zhi, Mo Zhi"

She turned her head and grabbed Qingyue's hand: "Please, open the door for me, please."

Qingyue sniffed, wiped away her tears, stood up and came to the door, holding the handle tremblingly with her right hand, and pressing down lightly.

With a click, the door opened.

Three-year-old Ye Nanxing ran in first, awkwardly climbed onto the bedside, and looked at the man with his eyes closed and lifeless.

She cried loudly and shook the man's arm unacceptably: "Mo Zhi, wake up, Mo Zhi"

Qingyue was beside the bed, her knees were bent, and she fell to her knees: "Master, let's go."

On the same day, Qingyue called for the help of two subordinates who were unwilling to leave on the island, and cremated Mo Zhi's body.

Three-year-old Ye Nanxing started crying loudly, but then calmed down and gradually accepted the facts.

At night, her eyes were red and swollen, and she stood by the seaside with the urn in her arms, and sprinkled handfuls of ashes into the sea.

Qingyue watched from the side and didn't fight her because she knew that the master was willing to let Ye Nanxing send him away with her own hands!