If you don't count, you will die

At the moment when Shen Mo leaned over, Lin Mu's back was slightly stiff.

Shen Mo then circled his hands around and clenched them tightly in front of Lin Mu, "Still... can't you say it?"

Lin Mu sighed: "This time back to Jiuzhong, you just need to wait for me... Believe me... it's almost over..."

Silence pressed her forehead against Lin Mu's back, and stopped talking.

The way back to Jiuchong was very quiet, Lin Mu seemed to be preoccupied, and the silence felt uncomfortable.

Never thought about entering Jiuzhong, the two heard some rumors.

"The newly appointed Master of the Bo Palace is dead!"

"Is that the 15-year-old Zhuangyuan Lang? How long has he been in office? Why did he die?"

"Who knows, it may be that they have committed too many crimes."

Mo Mo was shocked, and looked at Lin Mu, "Chen Hengzhi... is dead?"

Ling Mu remained silent, with an unpredictable expression.

Back in the imperial palace, there was Wen Pu's suppression, and there was no change at the moment, Mo Mo followed Lin Mu all the way into the Hall of Light Embers, and bumped into Kun Yu head-on.

Mo Mo almost forgot about this person all the way, when he saw him at this moment, he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing Lin Mu's sleeve.

When Kun Yu saw the two of them coming back together, the smile on his face disappeared for a moment, and then he walked quickly to Lin Mu's side, his eyes slightly bent, and he smiled maliciously, "Lin Mu... you are back."

Lin Mu turned to look at Shen Mo, "Go back to the Hall of Peeping Ji first."

Silent for a moment, he turned his head to look at Lin Mu, a little unbelievable, finally shook his head and stood where he was: "I won't go back."

Lin Mu's tone was a little stiff: "You go back first, I'll go to the Hall of Peeping to see you later!"

Kun Yu leaned her head on Lin Mu's shoulder, looked at the silence, and laughed, "You really don't know what's good."

Just as Shen Mo was about to speak, he suddenly felt a tingling pain in his brain, and then his consciousness went blank.

In the main hall, Silence suddenly fell silent, then turned to look at Lin Mu coldly, and said, "Lin Mu, do you want me to go?"

"What am I in your eyes? Who is he?"

"Is your liking so trivial?"

"I'm so disappointed."

After saying that, Shen Mo had already turned around, and the sleeve robe lightly brushed against Lin Mu's fingers hanging by his side, Lin Mu's fingers moved, but he didn't catch the fleeting corner of the robe.

But Kun Yu laughed, "Ling Mu, look, this is the person you've been guarding so much. If you don't trust you so much, why do you...have so much affection for him?"

Ling Mu waved her hand to help Kun Yu away, and strode towards the inner hall, her steps were fast and anxious, as if she was trying to escape.

Silent with no expression on his face, he left the Hall of Peeping Ji all the way and returned to the Hall of Light Ember. Zhao Bao came up and exclaimed, "My lord! You're back so soon!"

But he didn't want to be silent on weekdays, but the silence that would never turn a blind eye to Zhao Bao went straight past him and went upstairs alone.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, he paused silently, and then his vision returned to clarity.

He looked at the familiar bedroom in a daze, why did he come back?

Obviously, he seemed to be talking to Lin Mu last moment, and seemed to see that Kun Yu...

After thinking about it silently, he felt a headache. He stretched out his hands to hold his head for a long time, then slowly put down his hands, and said with a blank stare: "It's time to sleep..."

Hualuo had already taken off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, put on his clothes and lay down.

late at night,

The Hall of Peeping Extremes was quiet.

Under the moonlight, everything in the house was hazy, and the wooden window creaked lightly, and someone rolled over and came in.

After the man came in, he carefully closed the wooden window to prevent any wind from leaking in, then turned and walked towards the person on the bed.

Silence on the bed was sleeping soundly, but his brows were tightly furrowed, and he was not even restful in his sleep.

The visitor sighed softly and said hoarsely, "Silence..."

Then he sat on the edge of the bed, leaned over and slowly approached Shen Mo, his lips deviated slightly when they were about to fall on Mo Mo's lips, and only touched Mo Mo's chin lightly.

After a long time, he sat up straight. Under the moonlight, he could only vaguely see the profile of the person who came, and it was Lin Mu.

He stretched out his hand to cover Shen Mo with the quilt, carefully tucked the corner of the bed, and sat on the edge of the bed, watching him quietly.

It wasn't until the sky gradually brightened and the room slowly shone into the light of the first day that Lin Mu quietly left.

The sun rose high and shone on the silent brows. He frowned and slowly opened his eyes. His brain went blank for a moment, and then his thoughts surged. He saw the bright room in the bedroom, and he felt extremely inconsistent.

When he pushed away the quilt, his fingertips touched Haosu on his waist. He was silent for a moment, then he reached out to pick it up and looked at it. He always felt that the fortune-telling system has become more and more silent these days. The moment he picked up Haosu, he remembered one thing.

Chen Hengzhi died.

That little boy with a white dough face, who was so lovable when we first met him, is dead after all.

It was assassinated, and the murderer has not yet been identified.

After all, he never escaped his fate.

The first thing Shen Mo got out of bed was to go and see Lin Mu. He seemed to follow Lin Mu to the Hall of Embers yesterday, but when did he come back?

Whenever his thoughts came here, it was as if there was an invisible obstacle preventing him from continuing to think forward, but instead would lead him to turn a corner and think about something else.

After Lin Mu came back, no one in the Hall of Light Embers would stop Silence from entering.

The Hall of Light Ember was empty, and without seeing the obtrusive Kun Yu, Shen Mo walked along the main hall and went to Lin Mu's sleeping hall.

Two palace servants outside the dormitory were guarding the door, and when they saw Shen Mo, they all saluted, "Master, are you here to find the emperor?"

Nodded silently, looked inside, "Dijun is still sleeping?"

A palace official nodded and asked, "My lord, do you need a villain to go in and report?"

Shen Mo waved his hand, gently pushed open the palace door, and got in.

The sleeping hall is very dim, and the light is properly blocked. After all, it is an emperor of a country, and the food and accommodation are much more detailed.

And Lin Mu was sleeping soundly on the bed, walked over silently, reached out and touched Lin Mu's leg, one calf was empty, he let out a sigh of relief, fortunately, Lin Mu didn't wear that artificial leg anymore.

The way Lin Mu closed his eyes was very obedient, without the coldness and calmness when he opened his eyes, he looked extraordinarily peaceful, his thinned lips were white, and it was very distressing to look at, and he felt a little fragile.

Looking at him silently, he couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his eyelids lightly, then raised his hands and put them on the knee of his broken leg, pressing slowly.

He knew that Lin Mu had been fighting non-stop for several days in the border town, and this broken leg would definitely not be easy to bear. Looking at Lin Mu's pale face, he knew that he had been enduring it.

Shen Mo knows that Lin Mu has always been able to bear it, and no one can bear this physical pain better than him.

Mo Mo pressed very hard, with just the right amount of force, yet gentle. Rin Muben's pale face gradually turned a little bloody, as if the knee at the broken leg was finally rubbed open, the blood was no longer congealed, and he became more depressed. fell asleep.

Last night, Lin Mu had been watching Shen Mo fall asleep by the bedside, Shen Mo didn't know.

Today, Shen Mo sat beside Lin Mu's bed, looked at his sleeping face, and massaged his legs to relieve him, but Lin Mu didn't know.

These wow wow wow two people have been missing each other, tortured each other, entangled each other, and paid each other silently.

Mo Mo kept pressing it for nearly half an hour before stopping. He was a little tired, with sweat dripping from his forehead, but he was a little dazed looking at Lin Mu's sleeping face.

The pitch-black eyeballs became dull again in just a moment.

He sat stiffly on the spot, looked at Lin Mu who was lying on the bed, and put his hand into his sleeve.

In his sleeve, he has always hidden the small crimson dagger that Su Yuanhuan had secretly slipped to him near Fireworks Lane.

He took out the dagger, held it with both hands, the tip of the knife was down, and slowly raised it.

Lin Mu moved her fingers slightly, but she was still lying there, motionless.

Mo Mo slowly approached Lin Mu, and the tip of the knife stopped on his throat. As long as he stabbed down from here, even if Lin Mu was a god, he might not be able to survive, and blood would splatter on the spot immediately.

Mo Mo maintained this posture of holding the dagger, and did not move for a long time.

There seemed to be a thick layer of fog in his mind, and he couldn't see anything clearly.

And there was a voice that seemed to be talking in his mind all the time, repeating itself repeatedly, just that sentence, with an echo, drilled back and forth in his head.

"kill him……"

"kill him!"

"Quick! Kill him!"

Shen Mo still sat there, under the constant urging of the voice, his arms sank slightly, and the tip of the knife almost touched Lin Mu's protruding Adam's apple.

The voice grew more excited.

"Here it is! Stab down!"

"kill him!"

Silence still did not move, he clenched the dagger tightly, but tears gradually welled up in his dull and lifeless eyes.

Hot tears finally overflowed from the eyes and dripped on Lin Mu's face.

The hot tears flowed continuously, blurring the silent vision, dripping down on the tip of Lin Mu's nose, eyelids, and between the lips.

After a long silence, he suddenly moved. He forcefully retracted the dagger, got up, pushed open the palace door and rushed out.

Outside the wide open palace door, two palace servants were poking their heads at the door.

And Lin Mu, who had kept his eyes closed all the time, slowly opened them, his eyes were as dark as a whirlpool, and seemed a little lonely.

"silence……"

At this moment, he rushed out of the silence of the Temple of Light, and ran around like crazy. He only felt a splitting headache, and everywhere his eyes went was blurred. Qingsi feels better.

In the end, he ran like a headless chicken to a seldom-populated garden. When he saw the rockery standing in the center, he immediately ran over and bumped into it.

Fortunately, because of his madness, he lacked strength, but his forehead was bruised and not bleeding.

The severe pain on his forehead finally gave him some clarity, the bright red dagger in his hand fell to the ground, Shen Mo leaned against the uneven rockery, squatted down slowly, and finally determined that there must be something wrong with him.

He realized that he would suddenly and unconsciously hurt Lin Mu, what's more, kill him!

Mo Mo felt helpless, he squatted there, tears fell down in big drops, his hands spread out in front of his eyes, trembling violently, it was these hands that almost killed Lin Mu just now.

How is he different from Kun Yu? Kun Yu is just threatening Lin Mu to stay by his side, but he will take Lin Mu's life!

Squatting there silently, for a long time, slowly closed his eyes.

It wasn't until this moment that he calmed down a little. He understood that he was being controlled by someone, and the purpose of the person who controlled him must be to kill Lin Mu. He was in the open, and the enemy was in the dark. At this time, he must not startle the snake!

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