That feeling of blood connection, that kind of connection between father and daughter, even if Mo Ziyan in front of him couldn't move, Dongfang Ningxin could feel it.
She always felt that Mo Ziyan was looking at her, smiling at her, and saying to her: No matter who you are, you are my daughter, and I am proud to have a daughter like you.
Unable to bear it, Dongfang Ningxin finally couldn't help the pain in her heart. She knew clearly that Mo Ziyan was dead long ago, but when she saw the lifelike wax figure, Dongfang Ningxin felt that Mo Ziyan was alive.
Her father worked hard for the calendar, but in the end he ended up like that. Dongfang Ningxin was wiping the wax figure of Mo Ziyan while her heart was bleeding. When she saw the white lines in Mo Ziyan's black hair, she finally
Unable to control it, I burst into tears.
Mo Ziyan's twelve soldiers looked at Dongfang Ningxin who fell in Xue Tianao's arms, and looked at the motionless "Mo Ziyan", and each of them felt even more sad.
"Let's go out and let the young master and the young lady get along more. They haven't seen each other for sixteen years." Mozi's words made him very sad.
In the sixteen years, Mo Yan must have suffered the most. The twelve of them have been with the young master for at least ten years, but what about Mo Yan? She has not seen her father since she was born, and this is the first time she has seen him.
The twelve soldiers walked out quietly, Wuya and Xiao Shenlong silently followed behind them. At this moment, they seemed to understand the pain in Dongfang Ning's heart.
Twelve soldiers were divided into two rows and stood outside the camp, motionless like pines and cypresses, just like they had been guarding Mo Ziyan for sixteen years.
Xiao Shenlong and Wuya stood outside the tent, looking at the scenery of Cangqiong Mountain. Standing here, they felt like they had the world in their hands.
In the camp, Xue Tianao patted Dongfang Ningxin's back, comforting her somewhat stiffly.
"Your father is a wise and open-minded man. He has long known that such a day would come to him. Look, he still has no regrets, right?"
There is no shortage of geniuses in this world, but there is a lack of space for geniuses to grow. Although Mo Ziyan is unparalleled in talent, he rarely shows it. The only shocking move is the "underground imperial city" and the battle between Tianyao and Tianli.
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Perhaps Mo Ziyan had long known that such a day would come to him, so he built the "Underground Imperial City" at all costs and left the detailed architectural drawings.
Mo Ziyan understood early on that his life might not be too long, so in the last battle of his life, he showed all his talents and no longer hid them.
In this way, even if he dies, the Mo family will be safe and healthy for the rest of their lives under his prestige. The royal family will not easily touch the Mo family because of his merits. Such a man has served his country and his family all his life, but he has never done anything for his family.
I thought about it for myself.
The person who has passed away has passed away. No matter how much the living miss, how much they miss, or how reluctant they are to leave, they cannot be reborn, and they cannot speak even one word to the living.
You must know that not everyone in this world is as lucky as Dongfang Ningxin, and resurrection from the dead is impossible.
Xue Tianao looked at Dongfang Ningxin who was crying so sadly in his arms. His first thought was that if Dongfang Ningxin died like that and was reborn without Mo Yan's identity, what would happen to him?
Thinking of this possibility, Xue Tianao felt an indescribable fear in his heart. The hand holding Dongfang Ningxin tightened unconsciously. It seemed that only in this way could Dongfang Ningxin be locked tightly and be sure that Dongfang Ningxin was...
Those who are alive are by his side.
Under such panic, Xue Tianao's uneasiness became more and more serious. He had to say some words to comfort Dongfang Ningxin and comfort himself, so that his panicked heart could be calmed down.
"Mo Yan, you Mo family are all legends. I want to believe in Mo Ziyan and your father. If you can survive in this way, maybe somewhere your father Mo Ziyan is also alive and living in his way.
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What's more, even if he really doesn't exist and disappears, he still lives in our hearts in his own way, doesn't he?
Anyone of us who has gotten along with Mo Ziyan will never forget him as a man. He lives in our hearts in his unique way, like a flash in the pan, which is short-lived but has a moment of youthfulness."
Word by word, they fell into Dongfang Ningxin's ears and struck their hearts. Death may be another kind of new life.
"Is it really possible that he's still alive?"
Obviously knowing that this was Xue Tianao's comfort, Dongfang Ningxin still held on to the slightest hope.
Dongfang Ningxin looked up from Xue Tianao's arms, her eyes like clear springs were now stained with autumn colors, her pupils were full of tears, and there was a small and thoughtful questioning and expectation in her eyes.
Looking at Dongfang Ningxin like this, Xue Tianao's heart aches. Dongfang Ningxin has never been so considerate before. Dongfang Ningxin is so fragile, so fragile that people want to protect her in their arms.
, shielding her from all the wind and rain and worries.
Faced with Dongfang Ningxin like this, Xue Tianao could no longer explain, let alone deny, and could only nod seriously.
"Believe me, Mo Ziyan will live in his own way. Maybe he is living in a world unknown to us. If there is a miracle like you in this world, shouldn't there be a miracle like Mo Ziyan?"
Miracle, yes, whether it was Dongfang Ningxin or Mo Yan, it was a miracle that they could survive, and at this moment, Xue Tianao was finally able to face Dongfang Ningxin's death.
Xue Tianao had been avoiding the issue of Dongfang Ningxin's death and Mo Yan's life, but at this moment he was able to face it calmly. He used Dongfang Ningxin's miracle to convince Mo Yan that Mo Ziyan would also have a miracle.
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After hearing this, Dongfang Ningxin said nothing and nodded. Regardless of whether it was true or not, this man's comfort at this moment made her feel warm. Dongfang Ningxin buried her head in Xue Tianao's arms again for a long time.
A dead person, no matter how fine the wax figure is, no matter how lifelike he is sitting there, he will never be able to say a word to you, or even say: Are you my daughter? It won't work.
As for those who survive, they still have many things to do. When you are strong, you should be strong. Dongfang Ningxin has always been able to do this.
The next day, when twelve personal guards brought simple wild vegetable porridge, Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao had regained their composure. They sat in the white tent and ate with "Mo Ziyan".
"The young master has to go outside to practice martial arts secretly every day before dawn. The young master usually only eats white rice porridge for breakfast. The young master likes water more than tea. After the meal, the young master usually reads and handles the affairs of the Mo family in the study. The young master is ten
He has been taking over the affairs of the Mo family since he was two years old. To the outside world, the old marquis is in charge of the housework, but everyone in the Mo family knows that in the Mo family, the young master has the final say. The young master, he."
While Mo Zi prepared breakfast for "Mo Zi Yan", he talked about some details of Mo Zi Yan's life. It was very simple but the most true. Whenever he mentioned these things, Mo Zi thought of how he was by the young master's side at that time.
The young master is always surrounded by many equally outstanding men and women, but the only ones he is closest to are the former Tianli Emperor, who was still the prince at the time, and the former Beiyuan King, who controls the Tianli military forces.
At that time, the young master and the other two were very famous in Tianli, but the young master was always cautious, and no matter what, his reputation did not surpass the first two. These three people were later called the Three Heroes of Tianli, and the young master was even known as Clivia.
, but in the end, the young master died in the hands of his best friend.
Every time he thought of this, Mozi couldn't let it go. He couldn't help but ask, is the young master too good, or are those people too small-minded?
Young Master is talented but never arrogant. No matter when he faces anyone, Young Master will always give him the most cordial and friendly smile. How could anyone in this world be so cruel to Young Master? Such an unparalleled Young Master will end up like that in the end.
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Dongfang Ningxin, Xue Tianao, Wuya and Xiao Shenlong didn't say anything. They just quietly ate with "Mo Zi Yan". Except for the white rice in "Mo Zi Yan's" bowl, everyone's food was ordinary.
The wild vegetable porridge was really not very tasty, but Xue Tianao and the four of them ate not a drop of it.
After finishing the meal, eight of the twelve personal guards went to deal with the sundries, leaving four people standing guard outside the "Mo Zi Yan" camp, conducting routine inspections, looking serious and serious.
Even though no one except the twelve of them had been to this place for sixteen years, they never wanted to relax for a moment.
The four people who stayed behind stood outside the camp with spears in their hands and solemn expressions. This camp was more important than their lives. When they were on duty, they were the most loyal warriors.
Dongfang Ningxin, Xue Tianao, Wuya and Xiao Shenlong rejected Mozi's proposal to accompany them, saying that they wanted to take a walk on Cangqiong Mountain. They wanted to visit every place in Cangqiong Mountain and leave Mozi's inkstone without them.
When you have finished walking, keep walking.
"Their life is very hard, but they can persist for sixteen years without moving a step. Dongfang Ningxin, your father is really great, whether it is Dongfang Jade or Mozi Inkstone." After holding it in for a whole day, Wu Ya finally said
After saying these words, he was moved when he came to Cangqiong Mountain.
Wuya only learned a little about Mo Ziyan yesterday, but this does not prevent Wuya from admiring Mo Zi.
Seeing Mo Ziyan's twelve personal soldiers, Wuya can vaguely understand the charm of Mo Ziyan. There is a group of people who protect him in this life. He is more worthy of admiration than a god. After all, what can be done in this world
There is only one Mozi inkstone like this.
"It's the Mo family that's sorry for them." Dongfang Ningxin seemed to be taking a leisurely stroll, but Xue Tian'ao understood that her heart was not at peace at all. The Mo family was too conservative when dealing with Mo Ziyan's matter. The Mo family was cautious and cautious.
Hurt a lot of people.
"Dongfang Ningxin, hasn't the Tianli Li family been destroyed now, and Tianli is being rebuilt, won't you let them go back?" Wu Ya suggested carefully. He worshiped the hero, and he also admired the guards around the hero.
Such a loyal guard deserves the best.
Dongfang Ningxin and Xue Tianao stayed with Mo Ziyan for a day and a night, and he also dug out a lot from the little dragon's mouth about the situation of the celestial calendar at this time.
If Little Shenlong hadn't informed Wuya and the Twelve Guards about the situation of the celestial calendar last night, the Twelve Guards would certainly not have been so enthusiastic about letting Dongfang Ningxin stay and have breakfast with "Mo Zi Yan" today.
And told Dongfang Ningxin some of Mo Ziyan’s daily habits.