Tread thousands of dust

Ling Ziming found a pen and paper and began to grind the ink.

Seeing Mo Fengyi directly pick up the pen, she asked, "Brother, don't you even ask me? Write it yourself?"

Mo Feng wrote differently: "You just grind the ink for me. Since I am replying, of course I have to think about what to write."

Ling Ziming couldn't deny it, so he had to ask: "Then can I watch it?"

Mo Fengyi wrote: "Let's read it after writing."

Ling Ziming curled his lips in dissatisfaction, but still couldn't hide his curiosity and wanted to stick his head to his desk: "In fact, it's good to write anything, as long as it makes him give up."

"If he really gives up? Will you be happy?" Mo Feng asked casually, but his eyes were sneaking to the side.

"Of course, I'm not from the same way." Ling Ziming answered quickly, but her tone was helpless.

"Girl, I know you very well." Mo Fengyi continued to write, "You refuse completely on the face, but you are reluctant to part with it in your heart. You came to me to write back not because you don't want to talk to him, but on the contrary, because you don't want to hurt him again. heart."

Ling Ziming didn't speak, he lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking.

Mo Fengyi sighed slightly and said softly: "I know, you are afraid that you will not be together in the end, but it is better to try once than leave regrets, I believe you will not meet a second person like this .”

Ling Ziming said lightly: "Brother, do you not understand why I have to be so cruel and decisive?"

Mo Fengyi was stunned, he just replied: "Brother is just worried..."

"Do you know my dad?"

Mo Fengyi was stunned by her sudden mention, and for a moment didn't know what she was talking about.

Ling Ziming said in a deep voice: "My father used to be a prime minister and had power in the court, but my mother was just a embroidered girl... I don't know how they met, but they really loved each other very much. But the first emperor valued my father , wanted him to marry Princess Liyao. But my father insisted on refusing, so he was demoted to the end, and finally he was exiled to the poor Jianzhou and became a governor who was nothing. All his ambitions could not be realized, even Lives were buried there."

Mo Fengyi didn't know why she suddenly mentioned this. He did know that Ling Zhaohuan was the prime minister, but he didn't know why he was demoted, and he wouldn't ask, because it was Ling Ziming's sad thing.Now she took the initiative to mention that it seems that Ling Zhaohuan's relegation was because of his resistance to marriage, and he insisted on marrying an unknown woman.

But he didn't think there was anything wrong with Ling Zhaohuan's doing so. Maybe Ling Zhaohuan was actually happy to marry the one he loves.

"You mean, your father was demoted and even died in Jianzhou because..." He couldn't continue, because it seemed that he knew the answer.

"When I was born, our family was already in Jianzhou. When I was a child, I could hear my mother crying almost every day because she was in pain. She felt that she was dragging down my father. My father was once a talented official. He is the youngest prime minister in Beiyi. He could have made great achievements and left his name in history, but because of my mother, he was blocked everywhere even after he was demoted to Jianzhou. The great flood was because the imperial court's disaster relief funds were withheld. My father has no way to rescue the disaster, so he had to go into the water..."

Ling Ziming's voice trembled and became smaller after speaking, and her whole body was even trembling. She seemed to be caught in memories, remembering that her parents told her not to go out that day, but she couldn't hold back and ran to the river, and saw countless villages with her own eyes. Min was swept away together with her parents...

Mo Fengyi had never heard her mention her parents. He always thought that Ling Ziming was still young at that time, and that she would not remember anything when she had a high fever after going to Pan Xiaotai. He didn't expect that this little girl would actually Remember so many things, even everything from her childhood.

With tears in her eyes, Ling Ziming continued to say in a trembling voice: "My mother told me these things. She said that my father is a unique good official. The people in Jianzhou praised him, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't do more for the people. One thing, everything he did was suppressed, and the solution to the flood he longed for could not be successful... My mother even issued a letter of divorce and asked my father to return to the court, but my father was unwilling, he was very willing Sacrifice her official career for my mother. But do you know? Every time my father went out to do errands, my mother cried bitterly at home. She may have been taken care of by my father in her life, but she will always live in self-blame , she thinks she is my father's burden, dragging down my father's life."

Ling Ziming's voice was very low, and Mo Fengyi had to get close to hear it clearly. It seemed that she said this to herself. She remembered the days when her mother cried to her about herself.

Mo Feng understood that Ling Ziming's mother had been blaming herself all the time, and this pain deeply affected Ling Ziming, who was still young at the time, and she also thought that the current self would become Shu Qiyun's burden.

Mo Fengyi said helplessly: "But it's not your mother's fault, she's not your father's burden, she just blamed herself because she couldn't get out of her troubles."

"My memory of my father is very vague now. I only remember that he loves to laugh, and he never brings his frustration and depression home. But my memory of my mother is only her tears and her self-blame. I also know that it's not her fault, I know my father loves her very much and never gave up on her." Ling Ziming hugged her knees, huddled herself up and sat on the back seat, "but if Shu Qiyun is like my father because of this Affected, I think I will, like my mother, think that I am his drag."

Just as Mo Fengyi was about to refute, Ling Ziming said again: "Brother, I know you can't understand, because I'm the only one who has seen how desperate and self-blaming my mother is. The better my father treats her, the sadder she will be."

Ling Ziming's tears could no longer be stopped, she buried her head between her legs, weeping silently, Mo Fengyi could only see her undulating thin back.

He wanted to comfort her and tell her that this had nothing to do with her, but Mo Feng knew that, in fact, Ling Ziming also thought that she was also his father's burden.He really couldn't empathize, after all, he hadn't experienced these things.

Mo Fengyi let her cry for a long time, and when Ling Ziming's back stopped heaving and he felt that she was no longer crying, Mo Fengyi gave her the handkerchief and said, "I remember you have been crying since the first day. The first time I practiced martial arts, after crying all night because I didn’t practice well, I never cried again.”

Ling Ziming raised his head suddenly, and said in a crying voice: "How do you know that I cried all night that day?"

Mo Fengyi wiped her red and swollen eye sockets, and said with a light smile: "You are crying in the room, and I am sitting outside the door. I have been listening and waiting for you until dawn."

Ling Ziming froze, staring at him blankly.

"I didn't comfort you that time, because I knew it was you who refused to admit defeat, you had to be brave, and it would be fine after you cried." Mo Fengyi said, "But this time is different, I didn't do anything, because I don't know what to do. How to comfort you."

Ling Ziming had tears in his eyes but a smile at the corner of his mouth, and said with a hoarse voice, "Why don't you know."

"Sigh." Mo Fengyi sighed helplessly, "I really don't know. If you hadn't told me, I wouldn't even know why my sister is sad."

He also began to blame himself. What happened recently really made him care less about Ling Ziming.

"Brother just thought it was because you couldn't accept him, and you thought it was difficult to cross the worldly background, but you ignored that you still have to bear these." Mo Fengyi took her hands, wrapped them tightly with his own, "But since you are willing to tell me, it means that you already want to get rid of those uneasy emotions."

Mo Fengyi's voice was very steady, with a reassuring touch, together with the warmth in his hands, penetrated into Ling Ziming's heart little by little.

He slowly said word by word: "Zi Ming, your mother's pain is not because she really dragged your father down, but because she didn't see how happy she is."

Ling Ziming blinked his eyes and looked up at him in disbelief.

Mo Fengyi continued: "She didn't see that she had a husband who loved her so much and wanted nothing for her, and she didn't see that she had a sensible and lovely daughter. Maybe your father did fail in his official career, but he was willing and willing." He enjoys it, marrying your mother is the happiest thing in his life. Ziming, you and your mother are not a burden, they are the only thing your father wants to live and care for."

Ling Ziming's tears flowed silently, but she couldn't say a word.

"You are Ling Ziming, the most handsome and beautiful chivalrous girl in the Jianghu. You are my sister, Mo Fengyi. You are worthy of anyone. If your mother didn't see it, you must see it. If you want to see that I have How much you care about you, how much your friends cherish you, how much Shu Qiyun cares about you." Mo Fengyi's eyes were firm, he was afraid that Ling Ziming would deny him like her mother, and wanted to quickly reassure her.

Ling Ziming felt a little pain in his hand, and Mo Fengyi gripped it too hard.

"elder brother."

Mo Fengyi quickly replied: "What's wrong?"

She looked down at her hand and nuzzled at him.

Mo Feng let go of his hand in a panic, and he also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. It seemed that Ling Ziming had listened, otherwise she would not have responded, and she would have remained silent and ignored no one.

So Mo Fengyi showed his elder brother's majesty, tapped Ling Ziming's forehead, and pretended to say sharply: "Did you hear that, damn girl, don't think about what you have every day."

Ling Ziming was immersed in the warmth of his brother just now, but it was broken after a while.

Ling Ziming still frowned, and said in a low voice: "But I'm afraid..."

"What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that Shu Qiyun's official career will be affected because of you? Are you afraid that he will no longer like you because of this?" Mo Fengyi raised his eyebrows and said, "Your father was demoted not because your mother failed to help him, but because he offended you He is the emperor, but Shu Qiyun is the emperor's son, how can he be affected? Besides, you two are ready to talk about marriage before you start anything? It is not certain whether it is suitable or not. "

Ling Ziming blinked: "I know I think too much, and I don't feel that I am not good enough for him. Of course, I, Ling Ziming, want the best in everything. But he is the prince, and the one who wants to marry must be a capable The famous lady who helped him in his career..."

Mo Fengyi said helplessly: "Girl, I know you have high vision. There were many outstanding young masters who came to propose marriage before. Didn't you all fall in love with them? Now you have picked a prince. If you really let me You will not be willing to marry a common man for a lifetime. So, since you can only see such a good one, then don't let it go, don't let yourself regret it. "

"I..." Ling Ziming opened his eyes wide and was at a loss.

Mo Fengyi brought over the letter he just wrote on the table: "Here, take a look."

Ling Ziming brought the paper and was shocked.

There are only eight characters on it.

If you read Ziming, come to Tongzhou quickly.

Seeing her surprised, Mo Feng explained: "I know you are still hesitating, so I want to see if he will come. A person who is busy with everything, if he is willing to let go of some things because of you, it means that he really cares about you." .”

Ling Ziming did not make a sound.

"So, why not do this." Mo Fengyi suggested, "If he comes, you will give yourself a chance. If he doesn't come, then I will go back to the imperial city and tell him to make him lose his mind completely. "

Ling Ziming looked up at him, as if he was still struggling.

Mo Fengyi sighed softly: "I didn't think he liked you so much before, I thought it was just because you were beautiful and wanted to get in touch with you more, but in the imperial city, he treated you unusually everywhere, and he asked someone to keep you on the way out of the imperial city." Letter, I just want to see if he is sincere, if he comes this time, I can feel at ease."

Ling Ziming stared into his eyes, and then nodded lightly for a long time.

"I'll listen to you."

Mo Fengyi let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay, listen to my brother, tomorrow I will send someone eight hundred miles to rush the letter back to the imperial city."

"Brother." Ling Ziming called him, "You don't want to get married, okay?"

"Ah?" Mo Fengyi was taken aback by the question, and the shadow of someone who had just left flashed across his mind.

Ling Ziming pursed her lips and said softly, "I don't want to let you out."

"Silly girl." Mo Fengyi reacted and rubbed her head with a light smile, "I am your brother, who are you going to give me to?"

Ling Ziming followed him with bright eyes and smiled.

She pouted and said, "What if my sister-in-law doesn't like me in the future?"

Mo Fengyi couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, if anyone doesn't like you, I won't!"

Both of them laughed, feeling refreshed and comfortable.

Ling Ziming continued: "Since I've told you what's on my mind, don't you want to tell me yours too?"

Mo Fengyi was stunned: "What?"

"I was really in a bad mood when I came out of the imperial city." Ling Ziming approached him, "But it doesn't mean that I don't even know what my brother is like."

Before Mo Fengyi returned to her, she said angrily, "You've been happy and sad these few days, and you've been worrying a lot. I thought you'd take the initiative to tell me, but you didn't open your mouth when you were almost in Tongzhou. Actually I mainly came to ask you tonight, but I was led astray by you, so I said so many other things."

Mo Fengyi almost forgot that his younger sister is very good at observing words and expressions.

"It's not that I don't want to say it." Mo Feng said seriously, "But this is a court secret, so I can't tell you. It's also because of this matter recently... When the matter is over, I will definitely tell you everything , don't worry now, okay?"

Mo Fengyi didn't intend to say that he absolutely couldn't involve the people around him anymore.

Ling Ziming understood immediately, and sensiblely did not ask, but said: "You...are you really okay?"

Mo Feng smiled and said: "Don't believe me? It's okay, Xun Can will help me, just don't make trouble."

Ling Ziming pouted dissatisfied, but she just snorted and said: "That's fine, be careful yourself, don't hide anything important from me."

Mo Feng nodded knowingly.

Ling Ziming was vaguely relieved when he heard that Xun Can, even if Mo Feng would mess up something, Xun Can would definitely solve it.

She didn't know why she believed in Xun Can so much.

Maybe it's because my brother believed in him.

Mo Fengyi began to urge people: "It's alright girl, it's almost time, go back and rest quickly, you have to go on your way tomorrow."

Ling Ziming replied: "Then you should rest earlier, I'll go first."

"Hurry up, I'm so sleepy."

Mo Fengyi pushed her out the door.

Hua Qianzi heard someone knocking on the door when he was about to fall asleep.

"Young man, are you asleep?" It was Yin Nihong's voice.

Hua Qianzi opened the door but didn't let her in, he stood at the door and asked softly, "Miss Yin, what's the matter?"

Yin Nihong was a little stunned, and then said: "It's nothing, I just want to give you something."

As she spoke, she took out a small object and put it in the palm of her hand.

It is a white flower knot half the size of a palm, not a very expensive ornament, but delicate and small, you can see the mind of the weaver.

But Hua Qianzi didn't intend to accept it: "Miss Yin, I'm sorry I can't accept this."

"Why?" Yin Nihong asked anxiously, then reacted and smiled, "Even if I took a bead from you last time, I thought I should give you something to live with, but I didn't bring it, so I can only make it for you." One."

Just as Hua Qianzi was about to refuse again, Yin Nihong hurriedly said: "You must accept it, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable, and I really like that bead, so I don't want to return it to you. This flower knot is the style of our Hanna, it is If you give it to a friend, I can wish you peace and happiness.”

Seeing her looking excited and expecting, Hua Qianzi couldn't refuse anymore.

"Okay, thank you Miss Yin." Hua Qianzi accepted the flower knot, "I will keep it properly."

Yin Nihong was amused by his serious look.

She couldn't help asking: "Young man, how can such a square and serious person like you be friends with Mo Feng?"

Hua Qianzi asked back, "Why not?"

Yin Nihong felt uncomfortable when he thought of Mo Fengyi's cynical look, so he curled his lips: "That man is so stubborn, a chivalrous man like you should have many people willing to make friends with you, why are you and him the best?"

What Yin Nihong said is correct, there are a lot of people in the world who want to befriend Hua Qianzi, and there is an endless stream of people who come to compare and meet friends, but the friend Hua Qianzi is most willing to be close to is Mo Fengyi.

Hua Qianzi paused for a while, then said calmly: "Although he is stubborn, he is also sensible. It is my good fortune to be my friend."

"Okay, I understand." Yin Nihong chuckled when he heard this, "Then playboy, am I your friend?"

Hua Qianzi was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect her to ask this.

He drooped his brows and eyes, curled the corners of his mouth and said, "Miss Nihong, of course she is my friend."

Yin Nihong was in a daze for a moment before returning: "Well, you are also my friend, I said that before."

Hua Qianzi's expression remained unchanged, and he didn't reply.

"Then you should rest earlier, I won't bother you anymore." Yin Nihong turned and left after speaking hastily.

Hua Qianzi looked at her back, and waited for her to turn into another room before closing the door.