Suddenly, a familiar figure came into view...

She paused there, her mind went blank, and her heart was pounding as if it would jump out of her mouth in the next second.

Is it him? Is it really him? Could that person be him?

Her ears were buzzing, and the blood in her whole body seemed to be boiling. She watched the man walk gracefully into the crowd, without even thinking, and chased after him, following that figure through the crowds of people.

Hai, she didn't even care if she bumped into someone else, or if someone else hit her and hurt her.

At this moment, there was only one thought left in her mind, which was to catch him and prevent him from disappearing in front of her again.

Finally, she caught up with him. She gasped for breath, and the wind blew into her throat. It was as if a handful of sand had been stuffed into her throat. It was extremely uncomfortable, but she didn't care anymore and just grabbed the man's arm.

, clutching it tightly, as if never wanting to let go.

The man's steps stopped abruptly because of her sudden pull. He turned around and said in surprise: "Girl, what are you doing?"

When Mu Qingwan heard this unfamiliar voice, she looked up blankly at the man in front of her. The backs were so similar, the same elegance and erectness, but that face... was not the same person after all.

As soon as she realized this, it was as if all the strength in her body was suddenly drained, and the hand that was holding the man suddenly became weak. She slid down bit by bit until her hand fell slumped, and there was a cold...

The wind penetrated her neck and woke her up from the cold. She stiffly squeezed out a desolate and desperate smile:

"I'm sorry...I just...I recognized the wrong person..."

In the end, all that was left was choking and confusion.

The man looked at her pale face and blank eyes, and said nothing. He just glanced at her, then turned and left.

At this moment, she only felt heartbroken. All the strength she had pretended to have over the past few days collapsed in front of this crowded temple.

The vows they had made together in the past echoed over and over again in her mind, and she remembered the phrase "We wish to be together forever," and those words collided in her mind one by one, unscrupulously, and almost colliding.

It hurt her nerves and blood vessels.

There has been no news from him for two years, and even her wedding that shocked the world did not allow him to appear in front of her again, even if it was just to spurn her betrayal.

No, he never showed up again.

She didn't know what she had done wrong to allow him to abandon her so cruelly.

In this place where there were so many people, but she felt like she was on an isolated island, she suddenly wanted to cry.

She stood there like a puppet, motionless. People walked by from time to time, some were surprised, some commented, some laughed, but she heard nothing and saw nothing. Only the clear orchid in her eyes remained.

figure.

Seeing the face of the man beside him getting darker and darker, Showa finally couldn't help but whispered:

"She is standing there alone, should we..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the man next to him who stretched out his hand, but he did not move. He still stood there, quietly looking at the woman not far away.

Zhaohe touched his nose and said nothing. He stood quietly with him, watching Mu Qingwan's face become paler and paler, her tears falling faster and faster, and her face was blank and aggrieved, as if she had been abandoned.

The expression on his face makes people feel distressed just by looking at him.

He secretly glanced at the man next to him, and he must have seen it clearly.

Just now he accompanied the emperor brother out, but he didn't expect to find Mu Qingwan there. He was about to say hello, but found that she suddenly ran after a strange man and ran desperately, even bumping into him and the emperor brother without noticing.

He stared straight at the man's back without squinting, never leaving it for a moment.

At that time, he clearly felt the sadistic aura suddenly emanating from the emperor's body. He was about to grab her, but when he reacted, she had already ran a few steps away, holding the strange man's hand in her hand, lowering her head.

Panting hard.

Although they were so close, she didn't see them.

This is a great insult to a man, especially a superior man, and this superior man is also her husband.

Showa frowned, looking worriedly at the thin figure not far away, and then at the man next to him whose lips were pursed tighter and tighter.

He was about to explain a few words to Mu Qingwan, but before the words came out of his mouth, Yun Lanshan's voice came from behind, calling them to send winter clothes to the officials and give alms to the people to show that the royal family cared for the orphans and widows and loved the people.

The kindness of the son.

Just as Zhaohe wanted to remind the people around him, Xia Houlie turned around and left without knowing it.

He looked at Xia Houlie's back, then at Mu Qingwan, sighed and was about to go up to comfort him, but was stopped by the person behind him: "Zhaohe, come here!"

"Brother Emperor..."

"I order you as the emperor!" Seeing Zhaohe's hesitant expression, Xiahou Lie's tone became stern and tough.

The imperial brother was rarely so harsh in front of him, and it was obvious that he was really angry this time.

Zhaohe had no choice but to look back at Mu Qingwan, secretly letting her think about it for a while. He thought it might be more effective than him to persuade her, so he stopped insisting and left after Xia Houlie.

"Sister!" The sudden cry startled Mu Qingwan. She hurriedly lowered her head to wipe away her tears and then looked at the visitor pretending to be nonchalant, "Sister, why aren't you listening to sutras in the Buddhist hall?"

"The scripture lesson has been finished a long time ago, and even I have come out. Don't you know, sister?" Yun Luo said with a pretended look of surprise.

Of course she knew who Yun Luo was referring to.

Mu Qingwan's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously looked to the side. When she saw that Xia Houlie was not around, she felt relieved and said, "Oh, that's it."

Yun Luo smiled charmingly, "Why are you here, sister? Just now, I was looking for you everywhere."

Mu Qingwan said calmly: "I just came out for a walk and will go back soon."

Yun Luo walked slowly to Mu Qingwan's side, her aggressive aura restrained very well, and she looked as amiable as a big sister next door.

She looked at Mu Qingwan for a while, narrowed her eyes slightly, and praised:

"Sister is really beautiful and beautiful. Wearing such a simple Taoist uniform makes her look as beautiful as a fairy, which makes her feel ashamed."

Mu Qingwan didn't know what her sudden show of good intentions was, but she would never believe that Yun Luo would sincerely praise her. She was secretly on guard in her heart, but she still maintained a decent smile on her face:

"Why should my sister be so modest? My sister is as beautiful as a flower. Now she is pregnant with Liujia, and she has my father's love. How can she be compared to Qingwan?"

The corners of Yun Luo's lips curled up into a smile, "Is my sister's mother also so beautiful? How else could she have given birth to a sister with such peerless beauty?"

Mu Qingwan nodded, her thoughts began to drift away, and her mother's face appeared in her mind. After thinking for a while, she replied: "Yes, my mother is very beautiful."

Yun Luo laughed again and approached her quietly, her eyes suddenly filled with viciousness and cruelty like steel needles, and her voice was so low that only Mu Qingwan could hear her.

She said: "No wonder, like mother, like daughter. Thinking about how slutty my sister was when she clung to a strange man just now, it is not difficult to imagine how slutty the Empress of Xichu must be.

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Mu Qingwan only felt a "bang——" in her head, like a bomb exploding. Her whole body was shaking with anger. She instinctively waved her hand, and there was a "bang——" and a crisp slap.

ringing around.

Obviously it was not that exaggerated, but Yun Luo followed her force and fell to the ground, covering her stomach with one hand and her face with the other and cried bitterly.

The attention of the surrounding pilgrims was quickly attracted. Just now, Yunluo's voice was clear and pleasant, and everyone not far away could hear her. She spoke well, looked noble and beautiful, and was a pregnant woman. Besides, everyone had just heard

Seeing that Mu Qingwan was the one who made the first move, the people all concluded that she was deliberately trying to embarrass Yun Luo. She actually ignored her pregnancy and pushed her so hard. She was simply a vicious-hearted snake and scorpion woman.

Everyone hurriedly helped Yunluo, who was crying so hard, and asked her carefully how she felt and whether she had any stomach discomfort, while not forgetting to scold Mu Qingwan.

The movement here quickly spread to the main hall, and Xia Houlie rushed over quickly. Seeing this situation, his expression changed instantly. He picked up Yun Luo and looked at Mu Qingwan coldly:

"I'll settle the score with you later!"

He ignored her, hugged Yun Luo and left quickly.

Yun Luo bit her lip and sobbed non-stop. She hugged Xia Houxie with both hands and kept crying: "Cousin, please save our child...the queen sister wants to kill him..."

Xia Houlie tightened his lips and comforted in a low voice: "Yun Qing, don't cry. It's because I didn't take good care of you... Don't worry, I will never let you suffer this grievance in vain..."

Mu Qingwan stared blankly as Xia Houxie walked away with Yun Luo in her arms. It took a long time before she came back to her senses. The crowd around her had not dispersed yet, and everyone was blaming her with disdain.

"How can a person who is so beautiful be so cruel and cruel, not even sparing a pregnant woman?"

"That's right, there must be a limit to jealousy. Children are so innocent. Being so vicious will be punished by God."

"Hey, this kind of drama is common in rich families. Most likely, she was ignored by her husband and couldn't bear to see other sisters getting pregnant, so she wanted to get rid of her with hatred. This kind of woman will definitely not end well..."

"Didn't you see what her husband looked like just now? He will definitely have a hard time when he goes back. This kind of woman deserves it..."

Mu Qingwan felt like an isolated island. The chaotic discussions and disdainful eyes around her rushed towards her like a turbulent tide, making her feel like she was about to suffocate, and even her legs began to tremble slightly.

She was the one who was humiliated, and she was the one who was reprimanded. She felt miserable and ridiculous, standing here like a clown, letting others make fun of and abuse her at will.

A dull pain began to come from her left chest. It was not severe, but it continued, making her unable to rest for a moment.

She stared into the distance with wandering eyes, her thoughts flying back to her childhood.

I remember that she was only eight years old at the time. Once, she and Hengzhi went to the mountains to collect medicine. She accidentally stepped on a talc and rolled down the cliff. Hengzhi noticed it and quickly jumped down and hugged her without thinking.

Rolled down.

When the two finally touched the trunk of the tree and stopped their downward movement, upon inspection, they found that her whole body was only slightly scratched, while Hengzhi's body was covered with bloodstains and scratches left by gravel and thorns.

The bloodstains were stained and horrific.

She clearly remembered how she burst into tears at that time, and she cried and scolded him to never allow him to be so stupid again.

But he just smiled slightly and said softly: "Qing'er, I just want you to know that I will always be by your side and always protect you and never let you get hurt."

She couldn't understand how Hengzhi, who had been so good to her, could abandon her so easily, without even giving her a reason to break up.
To be continued...