Zhuge Jinqing was stunned and pointed at him without hesitation.
"He, he is obviously a beggar."
He had thought about many possibilities, and had also thought that Mu Sang would be seriously injured and not have much money on his body. He had to sleep in the open, but never thought that he would become a mentally abnormal madman.
"If you don't believe it, you can verify it yourself."
Xia Niechen said this, but he couldn't say anything, but his face was helpless.
"I...forget it, just go!"
Although he was still a little doubtful at the beginning, he still had the courage to come forward and saw that this man was Lian Shang's personal guard Mu Sang.
"Mu...WuSang, why did you become like this?"
He looked at him carefully in amazement, trying to pull him up. However, the other party struggled hard and pushed Zhuge Jinqing away with yelling.
"Ahhhhh! Let me go! Let me go! You bad guys! Bad guys...hehehehehehe, I want to accompany the princess, and always accompany the princess..."
The empty and unsightly eyes kept turning, grinning, tilted his head, and limped in front of Lianshang's tombstone muttered to himself.
"Prince... Musang listens to you carefully and brings you your favorite cookies. There are all shapes here. There are heart-shaped and flower-shaped ones, which are guaranteed that you like to eat very much. But...
You, why don’t you eat it?”
Musang carefully held the biscuit and put it in front of it to feed her, but saw that she was not moved at all. He immediately panicked and hurriedly picked up another piece and placed it in front of the tombstone.
"Princess, you eat... why don't you eat anymore? Are you still angry with me? I was wrong, I was really wrong, wuwu... Please don't ignore me...
”
Zhuge Jinqing was speechless, his throat was astringent, and he felt that he could feel pain in his whole body when he moved his mouth.
Especially when I saw the wounds of all sizes flying across his stained hands, which were infected and turned into abnormally swollen and pus, I didn't know the pain and was still immersed in my fantasy.
Unexplained anger surged into his heart. He grabbed his collar and roared loudly regardless of the rest.
"You're enough! You wake up, Lian Shang is already dead! She will never eat your biscuits again! You will never see her!"
"Die, dead?"
Mu Sang was picked up by Zhuge Jinqing, his eyes were staring like cowbells, his eyes were full of fear, and his thin white lips could not stop trembling.
"No...No...No, the princess will not die...No..."
"Wake up, Musang!"
Zhuge Jinqing couldn't stand it anymore, and he couldn't bear to see him hurt him like this.
"She is really dead, she is really dead!"
"No--!"
Mu Sang screamed, and the strength from somewhere came from, and suddenly opened the distance between them, causing Zhuge Jin to stagger several steps, and he himself fell heavily to the ground.
His eyes were red with bloodshots, and he rolled and crawled to Lian Shang's tombstone to reach out to touch. The wound that had finally scarred on his body had already broken away, leaving blood marks on the surface of the limestone behind him.
"There is still the warmth... I knew that the princess would not die. She would wait for me to come back so that she would not lie to me. The princess said... She would not leave me alone, we said