Chapter 70: The evil prince entangled his upper body 3
Sure enough, it was him, dressed in an elegant pear blossom white gown, standing softly under the pear tree, with pieces of pear blossoms dancing in the wind. A few strands of long hair on his forehead were gently sticking to his cheeks, and his delicate and perfect facial features
, but it was shrouded with a touch of sadness. Between Ying's eyebrows, there seemed to be a knot in her heart that was too strong to be resolved. Mu Qingxiao felt a little distressed when she saw it.
"Qingxiao, I'm sorry"
Five words, five words. When he heard the three words "I'm sorry", a strand of hair in Mu Qingxiao's hand was scattered on the ground. He knew that he killed Mu Qingxiao and his child with his own hands and ended it with his own hands.
He fell in love with a woman and ended the last glimmer of hope with his own hands
Looking at each other, alone and speechless, who is qualified to forgive him?
Is it the already formed baby? Or is it the real Mu Qingxiao living in the darkness?
"Miss, you are crying"
The snow handkerchief is slightly stained with tears, and the fragrance of the flowers is as strong as hate
With her slender hands gently covering her delicate little face, Mu Qingxiao realized, Qingxiao, have you finally shed tears?
Then tell me, do you still love him?
Are you willing to forgive him? If you forgive me, I will help you
"Qingxiao, let's go home"
Looking at Li Jing's outstretched hand under the pear tree, Mu Qingxiao was in a trance for a while. She knew that the tears just shed were the real Mu Qingxiao's. So, what about you? Do you want to go back?
"Your Majesty, you are here"
Shi Qing'er walked out gently, uh, whatever is supposed to come, will come after all, there's no way to avoid it.
"Shi Qing'er"
Li Jing glanced at Shi Qing'er lightly, she was the initiator of all this, just Shi Qing'er, a brothel woman, but for her, I let my child die in my own hands, this hatred is irreconcilable.
"Your Majesty, take me back to Baihua Pavilion"
Shi Qing'er was so charming and charming, Mu Qingxiao snorted from her nose, Li Jing, if you agree to her, I, Mu Qingxiao, will never forgive you in this life.
"Xiao Lu'er, come out and send Miss Shi Qing'er back to Baihua Pavilion"
Li Jing called softly, and a ghostly figure flew towards Baihua Pavilion with Shi Qing'er. Feng Lingyan and Mu Qingxiao were shocked when they saw that there was such a master next to Li Jing, so Li Jing was not just the same.
A fuel-efficient lamp
"Qingxiao, let's go"
Li Jing gently hugged Mu Qingxiao's waist, which was as soft and tender as the scent of roses mixed with milk, coming to his nostrils. How long had it been since the last time he hugged her waist?
"Li Jing, let go"
Suddenly being held in Li Jing's arms, Mu Qingxiao was not mentally prepared at all. Didn't he come back for revenge? However, his hand was gently placed on the waist branch, and the heat spread into the skin through the fabric, causing it to itch slightly.
It feels like being brushed by a feather
"Qing Xiao, this time, I will not let go of your hand again."
I was wrong, so God is willing to give me another chance to make amends. So, Qing Xiao, I will never let go of your hand again. No matter what you have done before, I forgive you and myself. I just forgive you.
I wish I could stay and fly with you
"Li Jing, I don't love you anymore, so there's no point in taking me back to the palace."
Mu Qingxiao was extremely upset. I just promised Mu Qingxiao to come back and tidy up Shi Qing'er for her. There was no need to involve myself in it.
"Prince Jing, Qing Xiao said, I don't want to leave with you."
Jun Mo, who came after hearing the news, stood alone in front of Li Jing. Mu Qingxiao glanced at Jun Mo gratefully. He must have done what he asked him to do.
