Peking Opera Cat: I Became A Zi's Brother

At that time, Mo Zi's eyes were as bright as stars, and when she smiled, there was a small dimple on the left corner of her mouth. She was nothing like now, even trembling in her dreams.

She leaned over and gently held Mo Zi's cold hand.

The hand was so thin that only bones remained, and there were still blood scabs on the knuckles from scratching the wall the day before. But at this moment, it clenched Molan's fingers tightly as if it was grabbing a life-saving straw.

Molan held her breath and let her hold her hand. Her palms soon became damp with her cold sweat, and even her fingertips felt cold.

The moonlight outside the window came in through the carved wooden window lattice, casting tiny spots of light on the ground.

When the spot of light moved to the foot of the bed, Mo Zi finally fell into a deep sleep, his breathing gradually became steady, but his brows were still furrowed, as if he was angry with someone in his dream.

"Azi, I'm sorry, I haven't found any way to cure you yet..."

Molan tucked the corner of the quilt for her. The edge of the magnolia flower embroidered on the corner rubbed against her cheek, and she actually shrank into it like a kitten that found a warm nest.

He got up and walked to the outer room, where he saw Xiaoqing sitting at the table, changing her medicine in the light of an oil lamp.

"Qing'er, how are you now?"

The bandage on her right arm had been untied, revealing a hideous wound underneath - it was caused by the icy power running rampant in her body when Mo Zi was going crazy just now. The skin and flesh were curled up, and blood was still oozing out, dripping onto the green cloth handkerchief, spreading a small dark red patch.

"Uh……"

"what happened?"

Molan walked over and reached out to help her sprinkle the powder, but Xiaoqing dodged her hand.

"Don't move, Mom. I can do it myself."

Xiaoqing gritted her teeth, grabbed the powder and sprinkled it on the wound. She gasped in pain, and beads of sweat oozed from her forehead.

"Is my sister asleep?"

"Yeah, just settled down a bit."

Molan looked at the wound on her arm and her throat tightened.

This child has been sensible since she was young. Whenever Mo Zi makes the most noise, she is always the first one to rush forward to stop him. She has always had new and old scars on her body.

"I don't know if the puppeteer's thing is useful, but I still hope your brother can wake up as soon as possible..."

Xiaoqing shook her head and bandaged the wound again and again. Her hands were shaking as she tied the knots, but she still managed to look up, a hint of uncertainty in her eyes.

"Mom, I really smelled my brother's scent just now. It was when my sister was making a fuss in the yard, and suddenly the wind blew over with the scent of ice chips. It was exactly the same scent my brother had when he condensed the Ice Dragon back then – cool and with a hint of pine needles."

"maybe……"

Molan looked out the window. The night was as dark as ink that could not be dissolved. The old locust tree beside the courtyard wall was hazy, and the fog on the top of the tree seemed heavier.

One can vaguely see a few faint blue lights floating in the mist, which look very much like the color of the breath of the ice dragon that Mo Yun condensed back then. It is cold, yet carries a reassuring sense of familiarity.

"..."

She suddenly remembered the night before Mo Yun left. It was also under the same moonlight. He stood in the corridor and said to herself and Xiaoqing:

"If I ever come back, I will definitely send the Ice Dragon to arrive first and announce the news to you. I will also bring the flowers of the Shen Sect with me. As soon as you smell them, you will know it is me."

Is it...

Molan's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly held Xiaoqing's hand, her fingertips turning slightly white from the pressure.

"Don't make a sound. Let's wait and see after we stabilize Ah Zi."

The most important thing right now is to help Mo Zi get through this period of stupidity and madness.

Regardless of whether Mo Yun comes back or not, they have to hold on first and wait for the person who can completely dispel the nightmare to come through the fog with the cold air of the ice dragon.