" Yao, we have not been able to get to this day, you are poisoned for me, and you have experienced five years of waiting together, in Beijing, the father and queen you dare to collide, you have attracted the queen, Min Princess, sitting in the position of Tai Fu."Everything that seems like going to heaven, you do, and I’m sure you won’t give up, right?”

Mo left the scrawny hand in the palm of her hand, she was thin, and now she was too thin to cover the bones.The ribs, his eyes straight red.

"Liao Er, I will not allow you to die, I will not let you leave me, I know that Aunt Lan is very important to you, she is as important to me."The pain in my heart is no less than half a minute, but I think that if Aunt Lan has a spirit in heaven, she must not want to see you like this.Yao, just for me, selfish once, don't give up on yourself?"

Mo left the face buried in her hand, the bean tears fell on Fang Yao's fingertips, he muttered, very helpless: "Wake up, please, I really can't live without you, really..."

Before bed, Mo said a lot of words, five years ago, five years of waiting, five years after the plan, he was detailed in Fang Yao, only hope that she can hear, can have hope, can wake up.

However, there was no response in the room except his voice.

In order to motivate Fang Yao and let her have a living will, Mo left to send people to the city to invite Cheng Ying, Zhu Mai, and Dizhu to know Fang Yao and have a good relationship.Every day, they let them talk to Fang Yao at the head of the bed.

Even Li Yan, the prefectural government, also came to visit several times, and on the fourth day, Kong Lao also came.Having said that some of the recent situation of Baihuitang, the expansion of the library, the addition of fragrance courses, these are the previous Fang Yao hopes.

But Fang Yao’s eyes were still not responding.

Liu Cixuan's medicine has been drinking for five days, three times a day, the second time not to rest, but reluctantly stabilized the disease, but Fang Yao fell asleep all day, did not open his eyes, did not speak, did not eat, in the long run, and for how long.

Fang Xiang did not dare to enter the house, because the thousand were guarding the door, not not to let him in, but he did not enter with his face.

It was the courage of not knowing where to come from this day, and slipped in while the circle went to the gap of Fang Yao's water.

Before I spoke, just looking at Fang Yao’s lifeless face, the tears came down.

“Second sister.”He knelt at the head of the bed, choking, "When my mother died, I just felt sad, sad, angry, but now you are lying here, I found that heaven is going to step."Mother is not there, this family is no longer a family, if you leave us again, this family will really disperse.Second sister, I am wrong, I apologize to you, I should not be angry with you, should not yell at you, second sister, can you forgive me?"

Can you forgive?

Perhaps in Fang Yao's consciousness, she never took the blame and anger of the square as one.She is angry with herself, and she can’t forgive herself.

“You’re sleeping these days, I’m not used to it.I think if you leave us, I won’t get used to it.I like you to discipline me, I like to educate me when I don't obey, I like to urge me to study, watch me practice swords.Without your eyes, I have no motivation to do this.Really, you are very important to me, I do not lie to you...

If you are not there, I must give up, I don't want anything, every day, do not practice swords, do not read books, do not write, you hope I have a good person, without your supervision, I will not be able to do, so you can't leave me, you know?"

The man in the bed was indifferent, and his closed eyes did not flutter.

At this time, the circle came in, and there was still pot water in his hand.The cold did not know where it was, and now there was no close follow.She hesitated and walked over to take over the basin in her hand.

“Thank you.”He said, "I want to wipe my body for my sister."

“I will help you.”

She was very tired of the pregnancy, and put down her face to prepare the cloth towel.Since it is necessary to wipe the body for Fang Yao, Fang Zheng is naturally inconvenient to stay, and the tears on his face with his head turned back.

The eyes of a thousand eyes did not lift it as if they had not seen it.He sighed and said, “Girl, don’t be angry, okay?”

She did not answer, she did not have the right to live, she just looked down on the square.A big man, a dead mother, looking for revenge on the enemy is what happens to the innocent.

These days, the master is Fang Yao's disease and worry, tea and rice do not think, Fang Yao is thin, the master is not.

"I know you're sad, alas, sometimes persuade him more, don't wake up, he broke his body."For the increasingly thinness of the ink, the circle does not know what to say, in short, Yao sister this disease, the heart of everyone is exhausted, worried.

"In addition to the things here, Beijing seems to have antagonism, and the master just wants to rest and can't rest."

Qian Ying heard in the morning that she had written from the other side of Beijing, and I did not know what the situation was, anyway, when the letter passed through the cold-hearted hands, her face was particularly heavy.

“What happened in Chicago?”Round the question.

She didn’t answer, but she didn’t understand.

At this time, there was a voice outside the house, and Li Yin came to visit the sick with a few villagers who had better relations with the Fang family before.

He shouted at his voice and told him to go out and entertain, but no one answered.But he saw that Chen Baisheng hurried out of the kitchen: "Tell me anything, and go out."

Knowing that Fang Yao had returned, Chen Baisheng temporarily closed the shop and returned to take care of it.

“Going out?Where did you go?”

"I don't know."

Fang Yuan thought he was just in a bad mood to go out for a walk, but he didn't care about him, just said: "Master and Uncle Xiaoda seem to be coming, you say hello."My wife and I are cleaning up my sister.”

“All right.”Chen Baisheng answered the door and walked away, and took the doorway along the way.

He did not return until dinner.Fang Yuan was a little worried, so that Chen Baisheng went out to look for it, and learned that he was on his knees at Li Yuelan's grave, saying that he had been on his knees for a day, and he would not listen to him when he woke up.

"What to do?"He doesn’t always get down on his knees like that, will he?This kind of weather, kneeling half an hour can not stand, he has been on his knees, do you want to kneel?"Fang Zheng is the only male in the Fang family, but it can't be lost.

"Don't worry, I'll go and persuade you."Chen Baisheng was afraid of his wife's hurry and hurried to caress.Taking care of Yao sister is tired enough, and then worry about the right thing, how can she hold it!

"Leave him alone, let him kneel."At this moment Mo suddenly opened his mouth.

Fang Zheng was asking for sin and confessing to Aunt Lan, although it was useless, but it was good for him to kneel on his knees.This boy has a righteous heart, but no brain, eighteen years old is also an adult, but half will not control their emotions, or so impulsive, now grind his temper.

"This..." Fang Yuan just wanted to tell Chen Baisheng to give Fang Zheng to eat, and when he came out of this sentence, he dared not say it when he came out to his mouth.

In the past, this family was Yao sister in charge, and now Yao sister is sick, naturally it is ink away from the master, and he is still a prince, the circle is almost instinctively dare not refut.

Mo left the chopsticks and turned to Fang Yao's bedroom.The food in his bowl didn’t seem to move.

These days, Yao sister is sick and can not eat, and she basically has no food.Eat less today.

“What’s the matter with your boss?”The circle can't help but ask the cold, not her heart, it is really ink away from tonight's face is ugly, the other side's positive attitude is colder than usual.

Cold sutary shook his head, his mouth said it was okay, in fact, the big thing was near.And it's still a very bad thing.

The king of Beijing Ning wrote a letter, and King Mochen wanted to plot against.