child does not speak

Hearing this, Mo Ziyao's startled little hand shook, and a little ink bloomed on the rice paper, as if he couldn't believe that he poured it back again.

"I didn't draw my father!" Mo Ziyao reacted and covered the rice paper with his hands.

"But the last one is obviously my lord, and this ugly and cute little guy is Jiu'er!" Mo Yan didn't care about her stubbornness at all, he turned around and sat down opposite her in his robes. Resting her chin in her hand, a pair of charming phoenix eyes looked at her with a half-smile.

"Ugliness is also born of my father." Being called ugly!This was the first time Mo Ziyao heard it!And the first one to call her ugly was his own father!It's too much! (What Mo Ziyao didn't know was that she was already ugly by Mo Yan's comments on the first day she was born!)

"Are you kidding me! I don't know how to have children!" Mo Yan frowned, pretending to be surprised.

"I know, you just don't want me anymore, do you?" Mo Ziyao lowered his head, making it hard to see his expression, and his voice was muffled and inaudible.

"What are you talking about!" The voice was too low for Mo Yan to hear clearly, he leaned closer to Mo Ziyao, lowered his head slightly, from his angle, he could just see Jiu'er's thick and slender eyelashes and a small upright nose.

The thick and slender eyelashes were slightly wet, and crystal clear water droplets ran across the delicate white face, and landed on the hand covering the rice paper one by one, and then along the back of the hand, between the fingers Drops fell on the ink-stained rice paper.

Because Mo Yan was so close to Jiu'er, he could clearly see how those tears fell, and he was stunned. At this moment, he didn't know how he was feeling, he only knew that his heart ached. , This is Jiu'er, whom he has loved since he was a child, since he became sensible, Jiu'er has never cried in front of him, but now his Jiu'er actually cried in front of him, still silently.

"Why is Jiu'er crying? Jiu'er is good, don't let the water drop." Mo Yan flusteredly patted her back with one hand, and rubbed the top of her hair with the other, but the child in front of him didn't care at all. Moved, still silently sad alone, small shoulders twitched.

"Don't cry anymore, you'll become ugly if you cry any more!" It was also the first time Mo Yan encountered the situation before him, Jiu'er, who was still very young in the past, as long as he hugged and coaxed her twice, she would obediently stop her tears.

"If you become ugly, you will become ugly! Anyway, my father doesn't want me anymore!" The soft, crying voice made Mo Yan's heart ache again!

"When did I stop wanting you?" Mo Yan's expression was unclear, so when did he say that he didn't want her anymore?Why doesn't he know?Is Jiu'er counting the beginning?

"Obviously there is, father has many people to look for, looking for concubines, looking for other children of father, looking for elders! But I only have father... Even if father doesn't want me, there are still many people to look for... And I only have father..." Her immature voice was choked with sobs, and the words she spoke were intermittent, but it made Mo Yan's heart ache.

"But Jiu'er is the most important thing!" Mo Yan wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know that the more he said, the more Mo Ziyao cried.

"I don't want to just do the most important thing. I want to be the only child of my father... Wuwuwu... Isn't Jiu'er ugly and selfish now?" Mo Ziyao shook his head, and his crying voice was brought out, which can be seen Sadness.

Mo Yan's heart was shocked, he didn't expect Xiao Jiu to care about this!But is it possible?He has had ten children so far in his life, and it is impossible for Xiao Jiu to be his only child.

"Since I was born, my mother and concubine have left me, and only my father has been with me since I was a child... But my father didn't like me at first, and always left me aside to find someone else...Leaving Xiaojiu alone afraid They all said that it was because of me that the mother and concubine passed away. If it hadn't been for my birth, maybe the mother and concubine would not have died...I am an ominous child, and they don't like me...Woo..." These thoughts Mo Ziyao's childish heart has been pressed for a long time, but she is always afraid to ask, she is afraid that if she speaks out, her only relative will hate her, she is a greedy bad child.

The intermittent, self-defeating narration made Mo Yan's heart throbbing. Did Jiu'er always think of herself like this?Ominous, not expected, not liked child!Does Jiu'er, who is flamboyant on the surface, have so many things in her heart!It turns out that she still remembers the way she didn't like her at the beginning, and the way she left her aside......

"Who told Jiu'er these words? Jiu'er is the best treasure bestowed on me by heaven, how can it be ominous?" Mo Yan sighed lightly, with a look of sadness on his brows, lightly and easily He was lifted up and held in his arms.

"No one needs to tell, I know it all." Perhaps she had cried enough, and expressed all the grievances hidden in her heart, Mo Ziyao had already stopped tears from falling down, but her eyes were red.

"You know? What do you know." There was a hint of imperceptible helplessness in the gentle tone.

"Even if I can't get what Xiaojiu wants most, then Xiaojiu will stay away, but my father won't allow it. Since my father wants me to be like other brothers and sisters, then I will be like them." After a while of grievances, Mo Ziyao sniffed her little nose and put on a look of indifference, but the red eye sockets betrayed her.

Mo Yan kissed the forehead of the child in his arms. Under the child's puzzled eyes, the smooth forehead touched the small and white forehead, the usual chattering and laughing faded away, the half-smile looked serious, and the dark eyes were full of tears. Not like the usual flicking, but becoming more focused.

"Whatever Jiuer wants, my father will fulfill it." Because among the ten children, only you are the one who loves me the most, and your temperament is the most like mine.

The scenes that flashed today made Mo Yan's thoughts drift back to the past. When did his attitude towards Xiao Jiu change?In fact, he still remembers clearly that if he petted Xiao Jiu at the beginning, it was a whim and a playful nature, but it seemed to have changed since that day.

The Yaojun is angry, who dares to provoke him?Of course, no demon dares.

That year, he drank alone in his own palace, at least he didn't mention why he was unhappy, or even felt lonely!

He remembered that he drank a lot of wine that night, and he was the only one in the empty hall. Without his permission, no monster dared to come in. Even if there was, it was with a certain purpose.

I don't know what time it is, but Mo Ziyao, who was only two years old, stumbled into the hall, and there were vaguely anxious voices from the demon servants behind him, but that was all, they didn't dare to trespass in.

For the little child who broke in, seeing her clear and bright eyes staring at him unblinkingly, he might still be in the mood to tease the little child at ordinary times, but now he obviously doesn't have this interest, so he Ignore her and continue to drink alone.

"Father, don't be sad! Xiao Jiu will always be with father." Mo Ziyao stood in front of Mo Yan, half hugging him with his small body, his tender and soft voice was full of seriousness, and even his clear eyes Li is also firm.

Mo Yan was completely stunned, he was sitting at this time, Xiao Jiu was standing, feeling that the little soft arms clearly couldn't finish hugging him, but still half hugged him tightly, immature The soft voice coaxed him again and again, which made him feel amused.

The bottom of my heart can't help being weak, even a child can feel that he is sad!No!This child is different, she has never been away from him since she was born, she will know herself best, in the eyes of other monsters, he is a noble and high-ranking monster, how can the word sad be used on him !

That night, Mo Yan hugged Xiao Jiu's limp body and slept soundly, without dreaming until dawn.

Also since that day, he has paid more attention to Xiao Jiu. The closer he gets, the more he finds that there are more shining points on Xiao Jiu. The more he cares, the more difficult it is to let go.