"Even if this person killed your own flesh and blood, right?"
Mao'er's voice was so soft and her smile was so beautiful, but after saying this, Jun Mojue's whole body stiffened, his face turned pale, without any blood, and he squatted on the ground...
Just those words caused him more pain than stabbing a knife into his heart with your own hands...
The most fatal blow is just one sentence.
The cat is laughing, the smile is beautiful, the smile is enchanting, the smile is ruthless...
"Jun Mojue, why didn't you answer? If you said it was okay, I would have spared him!"
Mao'er's voice was still soft, and there was still a smile on her lips. Jun Mojue's fingers touched the ground, and the wound on his palm burst, and the bright red blood slowly spread along the ground.
His eyes were blood red, and the painful despair had spread all over his body, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry... I'm sorry...!"
Whispering and weeping every word...
What kind of despair and heart-wrenching pain was this? Jun Mojue felt his brain throbbing. What had he done? The pain that words could not describe spread throughout Jun Mojue.
His whole body began to twitch and convulse, and his face was so pale that it seemed that he would die in the next second...
He murmured nothing but the words "I'm sorry"...
Mao'er smiled, her smile was enchanting, her smile was mocking... She stared at Jun Mo Jue with the corners of her lips raised, "I'm sorry? What are you sorry for? What are you sorry for? From the beginning to the end, you were just a trap for others.
I am a chess piece, what is there to be sorry for? You are willing to die for your brother, this feeling is so touching, what is there to be sorry for? Jun Mo Jue, what do you think?"
Mao'er's voice was so soft, and the smile on her face was so beautiful, but the hatred and coldness in her eyes were so obvious. She looked at Jun Mo Jue in pain, so painful that she convulsed and couldn't breathe. Mao'er felt in her heart
Just seemed to have a little pleasure...
Jun Mo Jue, have you finally tasted the pain that breaks your heart and makes you wish you could die?
"That's enough. How long are you going to torture him? Xia Qingcheng, that's enough..."
Yu Liuying stepped forward and grabbed Jun Mo Jue. He kept shaking him, trying to regain his consciousness from the throbbing Jun Mo Jue. At this time, Jun Mo Jue's whole body was shaking, his face was pale, and his eyes were distracted. He looked like this
Jun Mo Jue is really terrible...
Hearing Yu Liuying's roar, Mao'er raised her chin, her face tightened, and her smile still did not fade away, "Yu Liuying, you seem to be mistaken. When have I ever tortured him? I
I just said a few facts, you should know...!"
Mao'er raised his chin and said stubbornly.
After saying this, the hands clenched on either side of him were suddenly wrapped. The cat turned his head and saw that it was Xia Ziye. His brows were deeply furrowed and he had not said a word from beginning to end. At this moment, his pupils
The shadow of the cat is reflected in it, and the worry that cannot be concealed...
"Xiaocheng, stop talking. Brother understands you. You will feel pain as much as he hurts you. Brother knows you..."
Xia Ziye's words rang softly in Mao'er's ears, bringing unstoppable worry and comfort...
Some people seem to be strong, but they seem to collapse in one sentence, let alone the kind of pretended strength. I saw the cat suddenly turned around, with a backhand, hugged Xia Ziye tightly, so hard, as if he was drifting in the sea.
When you encounter a piece of driftwood, hug it tightly, otherwise you will drown...
Xia Ziye's body tensed up because of Mao'er's hug, then she raised her hands and hugged Mao'er tightly, "It's okay, it's okay, big brother will always stand behind you, don't be afraid, don't be afraid...!"
The cat's head was buried in Xia Ziye's shoulder. No one could see her expression, but Xia Ziye and the dogs felt the wetness there...
Even strong people will collapse. From the incident to now, who has really seen Mao'er's bruised heart...
From knowing that she was innocently pregnant, to being unable to accept the child in her belly... As an orphan, she valued her blood relatives so much, how could she bear to kill the child in her belly, but how could this child who appeared out of nowhere be allowed to die?
How could she accept it without any grudges? Who has ever truly understood her heart, felt her helplessness and pain, pretending to be strong all the time, opening her eyes until the sky roars day after day, who can understand the days when she can't sleep...
…
This child who appeared inexplicably in her belly, she just held a belief and left everything to God to decide. If he survived, he would be loved by thousands of people. If he was lost,
Then it is destiny that is determined by God...
But now that I have heard with my own ears that this child was caused by man, who can truly feel the overwhelming anger and regret?
For Mao'er, the people or things she has always cherished have turned out to be a huge irony...
The Empress Dowager Xiao she regards as a relative, Jun Mo Jue she regards as her lover, Jun Mo Ling she regards as a confidant, Jun Moli she regards as a brother...
What was left of her family, love, and friendship in the end? Nothing, she had nothing! Betrayed, used, accused, wronged, insulted... etc., etc., all of this came to an end.
She took the responsibility alone, and what was even more ridiculous was that she had the heart to kill them...
Isn't this a huge irony?
…
After a brief handover, a hug, and raising his head, Mao'er's face was still calm, waveless and cold, hiding all his emotions under that peerless appearance...
"Yu Liuying, I have to give myself an explanation, just do it!"
After Mao'er finished speaking, Jun Mojue had no reaction. His body was still shaking uncontrollably, and his eyes were staring at the ground with no focus. Yu Liuying closed his eyes, picked up the handful and threw it at him.
The dagger at the foot...
He was free and uninhibited by nature, but he did one thing that went against his will, and it turned out to be a nightmare that would never go away in his life. He killed his own nephew, and couldn't sleep at night. The dagger was cold, but he hadn't done it yet... The next moment
, but something unexpected happened...
"General, general, something happened, something happened... Something big happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion...!"
