Jinglouxue is dead after all. Her life is in the hands of Fang Baimei and Jing Zhaoxian. Mo Shuruo can't save her, and she can't save herself. She was born with no place to come, and after she dies, she turns into dust and has no place to go.

But it's good to be clean. It washes away the messy things in front of you and cuts off the family ties and ties in the past life.

A few days later, the Mo family quickly left Baiyue, leaving Mo Shuruo alone in Xinling City.

Mo Shuruo always believed that Baiyue Xi was alive, but she hated herself for not finding him for Jinglouxue. Now that Jinglouxue was dead, it was time for him to show up. He was waiting for her in the desert while holding her memorial tablet.

In the hospital for a long time, I just firmly believe that he will come. For the sake of Jinglouxue, Baiyue Xi will definitely come.

The sun has passed, and a stick of incense is almost finished burning on the desk under the tree in the courtyard.

She was sitting on the steps by the door, holding the memorial tablet, looking extremely pitiful.

After waiting for too long, she was a little discouraged. She lowered her head and placed the tablet on the black package beside her. When she raised her head, her eyes glanced under the tree again and found that a new stick of incense had been replaced in the incense burner.

Mo Shuruo was so shocked that he immediately stood up, walked a few steps, and looked around a few more times.

"Are you looking for Baiyue Xi?"

She turned around and saw Yan Jue sitting where she had just been sitting, looking up at her.

"It's a pity he didn't come."

She was sure: "He will come."

He smiled and did not comment on her words.

"Do you blame me?"

"Eh?" She looked confused.

"The story of Princess Nanyue's life." He looked into the distance and said softly: "At that time, I asked Yuyao to come to Baiyue once. On the day of the fire, she passed by and saved her. I asked Yuyao a few days ago,

Only then did she remember that she didn't know that the person was the Princess of Nanyue, nor did she know that the person who set the fire was Jinglou Xue."

"Even if we knew earlier that Jinglouxue was not the princess of Baiyue, it would not be of much help to the incident." The matter had been settled, and these things were meaningless. What was surprising was that he actually asked her if she blamed him for this matter.

, he couldn’t be blamed in the first place. “At least your unintentionality and Miss Yuanyao’s kindness reduced Jinglou Xue’s sins.”

He smiled: "So be it."

He stood up, walked to her side, looked at the courtyard door and said, "Someone is coming."

Mo Shuruo looked as he did, and Jing Zhaoxian and a young woman came into view majestically.

"Miss Mo."

Mo Shuruo said: "Master Jing, is there something wrong?"

He said: "I want to get back Lou Xue's tablet and relics."

She was a little funny: "What does taking it back mean?"

Realizing that she was disrespectful to Jing Zhao, the strange woman frowned and said, "Why don't you know any manners? My sister is from Jing family. Shouldn't we take back her tablet?"

"Jing Ling." The woman was about to say something, but Jing Zhaoxian stopped her and looked at Mo Shuruo. He put down his identity and said: "As a father, I am indeed incompetent, but Lou Xue will always be my daughter.

Miss Wangmo agreed and gave me a chance to make good offerings to her spiritual place."

Feeling uncomfortable as the two of them sang in white and then black, Mo Shuruo said with a cold face, "Her Jinglouxue memorial tablet is not worthy of being enshrined in your Jing family ancestral hall."

"you……"

There was a sudden sound at the door of the courtyard, the woman's voice paused, and all four of them looked at the person who was slowly walking in.

Mo Shuruo had seen Baiyue Xi countless times in Jinglouxue's memory, and each time he was always graceful and graceful, but the man in front of him was handsome and dressed in white, but he was so weak that he needed help to get closer.

He first smiled and nodded to Jing Zhaoxian, then looked at her and said, "You are Mo Shuruo, Miss Mo, right?"

Mo Shuruo hurriedly came to his senses, "It's me."

His smile was still warm and humble, as if the person who survived like that was not him.

"I'm here to see her."

Mo Shuruo said: "I know, I have been waiting for you." She turned around and walked to the steps, taking the black package and the tablet.

Baiyue Xi took the tablet, stretched out his sharp-knuckled fingers and slowly touched the inscriptions on it, with the corners of his mouth slightly twitching and his eyes full of tenderness.

Mo Shuruo handed over the jade pendant, "Do you still remember this?"

He stretched out his hand to take it, "Of course, I remember everything about her. What was not formed before was carved by her newly, right?"

Mo Shuruo looked at his smile and suddenly felt the urge to cry. He stuffed the entire package into the hands of the boy beside him, "These are all her things, yes, and this."

He took out a ring and handed it to him, "Do you want this?"

He shook his head, "Why keep the things you finally got rid of? Just throw them away for me."

"Well, I originally planned to throw it away."

"Miss Mo is my and Lou Xue's benefactor. I have nothing to repay you except thank you from the bottom of my heart."

Mo Shuruo said disappointedly: "I couldn't help anything, so I feel guilty."

He smiled, didn't care, nodded to everyone, turned around and left with the help of the boy.

Seeing that he was about to walk out, Mo Shuruo said loudly: "Do you hate her? Because you are now disabled and weak, life is worse than death."

He stopped and did not turn around. He just smiled and said: "I am willing to die in her hands, so how can I hate her."

Such a test is obviously useless.

"She asked me to bring you a message."

Baiyue Xi said: "I know."

Mo Shuruo was stunned for a moment. He had slowly walked out of the courtyard gate and quickly disappeared around the corner.

You already know some things without saying anything. How could he not know that Jinglou Xue loves him so much.

As soon as Baiyue Xi left, Mo Shuruo stepped forward, looked at Jing Zhaoxian and said, "Since the matter is over, it is not convenient for Shuruo to stay any longer." When passing by the woman, she stopped and said with a smile:

"Let me give you a gift." Without waiting for her answer, he directly took her hand and placed the golden hollow joint ring that symbolized the curse in her palm. "If you want to get what she got, you must

First endure what she endured."

"You!" Jingling was so choked by her that she couldn't say a word and could only stand aside with a livid face.

"Farewell." After saying this, he did not forget to reach out and pull Yan Jue away.

The two of them walked a long way before she said gloomily: "If Jinglou Xue was still alive, do you think she would be happy to see Baiyue Xi now?"

Yan Jue said: "Maybe."

She calmed down and said, "Did I go too far with what I just said?...Forget it, it's a rare rudeness, and they deserve it! But City Lord, everyone has left, why haven't you left yet?"

He took a long step, passed her, and cleverly avoided answering, "Isn't this walking?"

She chased after him, and the two of them walked towards the gate of Baiyue Mansion. Mo Shuruo glanced at him, "I'm talking about leaving Baiyue, why did you...?"

"Because you are too stupid."

"What..." She blinked her big eyes and said in surprise.

"You act carelessly and help whoever you think is pitiful. The Mohists stand for justice. People who have done wrong, no matter how pitiful they are, cannot be used as weight to be forgiven."

The best solution is to follow the wishes of Marquis Baiyue and execute the murderer who made Baiyue uneasy. The world will not know that the murderer is Jinglouxue, nor will they know that Jinglouxue is not the princess of Nanyue, let alone

Knowing that she was innocent in all this. Now that Mo Shuruo has made the whole story public, it is obvious that Baiyue Marquis will not thank the Mo family. The original purpose of making Baiyue and Tianmu Peak have a good relationship has completely failed.

Mo Shuruo knew that his handling of the situation was not good this time, but if he was really cruel, it would be too cruel for Jinglou Xue!

She lowered her head and stopped, "I really can't do it..."

Yanjue also stopped and shook his head helplessly, "You are not decisive enough, so I am worried about you."

She raised her head suddenly and said, "Are you worried about me?" She couldn't believe it after she said it. Her face instantly became extremely hot, her whole body trembled with excitement, and she quickly blew out of the door like the wind.

The feast was absolutely strange.

He was just casually concerned about why she reacted so strongly.

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Two days later, Mo Shuruo and Mo Shuruo were already in the Baiyue border town. The news of Baiyue Xi's suicide came from Xinling City. It was said that the Baiyue Marquis also fell ill because of this. At this time, they were sitting in a room

When eating in the inn, all the delicacies from the mountains and seas became tasteless for a while.

Yanjue asked, "What's wrong?"

Mo Shuruo shook his head and put down his chopsticks, "It's nothing." She turned to look at the busy street scene outside the window, not knowing how to describe her current mood.

She thought about the word "can't afford to be sick" and thought quietly that this was the reaction she should have when a loved one passed away. Thinking about it, Baiyue Xi was indeed dead. After all, it was his own choice.

She suddenly raised her eyes and glanced at Yan Jue, who was drinking tea thoughtfully at the table, and thought to herself: What would he do if it were him?

With this thought, she leaned over and asked him, "If you were Baiyue Xi, would you choose to commit suicide?"

He put down the tea cup, picked up the chopsticks and hit her on the head, "What are you thinking about?"

Mo Shuruo rubbed his head and hid aside, cursing: What a cold-blooded guy!

When I thought about it, it was also true that it was impossible for him to be emotional. Only a fool like Bai Yue Xi who was deeply troubled by love could do such a stupid thing as committing suicide. Yan Jue had never loved anyone before, so how could he have such a deep understanding of it.
To be continued...