"Qing'er, don't do this...please don't do this... As long as you come back to me, I promise to forget all the hatred. Can we start over..."

He begged her so humbly that her chest began to hurt again.

"Hengzhi... Forget me... We... are not suitable to be together..."

She didn't turn around, her voice trembled slightly, and she said so cruelly that he could no longer speak.

How else would he keep her? How else would he win her back?

"Qing'er, tell me, what should I do? I can change your mind?"

He still pulled her through the iron railing. She worked so hard for a long time but couldn't get it away.

"Although you have your own difficulties, no matter what, it is the fact that I was deceived and exploited by you. It is also the fact that you killed my child. These memories will always remain in my mind and become a gap that blocks us. Let me never revert to the Mu Qingwan who loves you wholeheartedly, trusts you, and relies on you. Hengzhi, feelings are not mud. No matter how you pinch it, it will become a shape. If you break it, you can start over again. It will hurt people's hearts. Sometimes it is even a sharp knife that can cut people into pieces. No matter how you piece it together, it will not be completely pieced together... Forget me, just let me go... and let yourself go..."

She said and stepped back. In the end, she didn't know if it was because he let go or because she was too strong, so she threw him away.

She quickly took a few steps back, then retreated to the iron gate, looking at him standing in the dark prison.

She couldn't see his face clearly, just said one by one:

"Helian Hengzhi, once, I felt that I owe you something because I fell in love with Lie, but now, we don't owe each other. Take care of each other."

And he just stood there quietly, with a bright lamp shining at the iron gate, so warm and bright, in sharp contrast with the darkness and coldness in the prison.

She stood there, as dazzling as a fairy, and he was just a cold devil in the darkness deep in the depths.

He looked at her quietly and left his sight step by step. He seemed to hear his whine, "Qing'er!", but she did not look back.

After coming out of the prison, Mu Qingwan staggered all the way until someone suddenly hit her, her feet became soft and she fell to the ground.

I was just thinking about the little things that happened to the two of them in Piaomiao Peak in the past. The scenes seemed like yesterday, but today is far away.

This time, no one will come to help her up again.

She just lay quietly on the ground, her body cold and her heart even colder. Until a cold autumn wind blows towards her, she wakes up with a chilling chill.

She slowly got up, squinted her eyes and looked up at the sun above her head, subconsciously stretched out her hand, watching the golden sunlight jumping in the palm of her hand, and her heart calmed down bit by bit.

She walked to the place where her first baby was buried in the suburbs. She didn't cry or speak, but just bit her finger and quietly wrote two lines on the stone tablet:

All the past are like death yesterday; all the future are like birth today.

Looking at the two lines of blood, she smiled indifferently.

When she returned to her residence, it was already noon. The secret guards and Luo Xia were already anxious. Seeing that she was safe and sound, she felt relieved. The secret guards went to inform the other companions who had gone out to find her. She suddenly remembered something and hurriedly called one of the secret guards, then quickly went to the house to draw a picture, attached a note, and asked him to send it to the palace immediately to Leng Ji, and then he entered the house with Luo Xia and the others.

Nuannuan and laziness also shouted and jumped up to meet them. She picked them up and kissed them one by one, and then she called them in. Lunch had been prepared on the table. She had a rare appetite and had a big bowl of rice. Even Luoxia and the others were surprised.

After lunch, she started to make clothes. With the help of Luoxia and Luoying, and she knew some needlework, she barely drove out her clothes before sunset. Although it was not exquisite, it was the first piece of clothes she made by herself, so her inner sense of accomplishment could not be described in words.

After making clothes, I made birthday cakes and dinner. After everything was ready, Leng Ji came to pick her up not long after.

Seeing him coming, Mu Qingwan hurriedly pulled him and asked, "Are you ready?"

Leng Ji naturally knew what she was asking. He first pretended to sigh. Seeing Mu Qingwan gradually showing a disappointed look, he said mysteriously:

"If the subordinates can't do what they ordered, they don't have to be in charge of the emperor. Don't worry, the master has already completed his work and can definitely give the emperor a big surprise."

Mu Qingwan punched him in anger: "Okay, you Leng Ji, now you have learned to be slick."

While the two of them were talking and laughing, they had moved all the things Mu Qingwan had prepared to the carriage. Although they entered the palace at night, Mu Qingwan still repeatedly confirmed that they would not be discovered, so they felt relieved to get into the carriage.

Because he was walking on the secret passage, he soon came to Longyu Palace, where Chu Yunxiu had already learned that Mu Qingwan was coming tonight, so he quickly welcomed her in.

"Where is the emperor?" Mu Qingwan whispered.

"It's still in Qinzheng Hall. The empress told the emperor not to know in advance, so we tried our best to hide it."

Mu Qingwan thanked them and asked them to go down and rest. Then she looked at Long Yu Palace alone.

It was really like Leng Ji said. Her portraits were all hung around the bedroom, either sitting or lying down, or laughing, reading books or taking care of flowers and plants. Each one seemed to be like a lifelike picture in the painting. She counted and there were 68 portraits, each with a different posture, and the inscription was without exception.

Wanqing I love you.

Her eyes were tide, and she looked at the paintings choked and murmured: "Lie..."

As soon as the call came out, a low response came from behind: "Yes."

This light response made her body suddenly feel like she was struck by lightning. She was stunned, so she couldn't believe it and didn't dare to look back. However, the familiar fragrance slowly leaned towards her.

He didn't say anything, but stood in front of her silently, looking at her steadily, as if he couldn't see enough of it.

She finally came to her senses, tears came out of her eyes, staring at him intently for a moment, stretched her hand around his neck, snuggled into his arms, and her shoulders gently undulating.

The warm liquid wet Xiahou Lie's robe. He paused for a moment before clumsyly stroked her back and asked:

"Why are you crying? You are unhappy when you see me? Then why are you here..."

Before he could finish his words, he was blocked by her soft and soft pure mouth.

He has always been calm and self-control, but for the first time she took the initiative to stabilize him, a suspicious blush appeared on his handsome face.

He closed his eyes, gently found her lilac and sucked it gently, then sucked it deeply, exchanging each other's breathing.

The two of them separated after a long time, their faces turned red after being held back, and they remained unfulfilled.

He took a few breaths lightly, but did not forget the question just now, "You haven't answered me yet..."

"What?" Mu Qingwan's mind was already covered in mucus at this moment.

I have to admit that this man's steady skills are really good.

"Why are you here tonight?"

He looked at her in a difficult manner, and could not say it clearly.

"If I say, I miss you, and I want to come to the palace to celebrate your birthday with you...will you think I have another purpose?"

Her frank question really made him stunned. If she said that, he would of course be very happy, but he would also be unable to help wondering if she had other purposes.

She really understood his thoughts.

"Then do you have any purpose?" He asked in response to her words, and his black eyes looked into the deepest part of her eyes.

She knew that he was still minding that night, and now it was time to explain it thoroughly.

“Helian Hengzhi is for me…”

She had just opened her head, but the people around her suddenly turned around and walked out.

She quickly stepped forward and hugged his waist:

"Lie, I know I promised you not to mention him again in front of you, but can you listen to me and say it?"

"You need to say nothing, I understand... no matter what... he is always the most important person to you..."

In just one short sentence, he said it extremely difficult, and he felt that every word was like a sharp blade that penetrated his heart.

She pulled his body over, tiptoed around his neck, and looked back at him with clear eyes:

"Lie, let me tell you that maybe Hengzhi was once my most important person, but now, I love you, Lie, you are the most important person in my life, he is just my past, and you are my present and future. In this way, do you still doubt my heart for you again?"

Xiahou Lie was stunned for several seconds, then he grabbed her shoulders as if in disbelief, and his big hands were even shaking slightly:

"Wan, say it again."

"What?" Mu Qingwan deliberately pretended to be puzzled and glanced at his handsome face, which was somewhat red.

"I like to say what I said just now, would I like to hear it again?"

He looked at her almost begging, and the light in his eyes was like a fragile crystal, as if Mu Qingwan would break into pieces if she didn't say it again.

His fragility made her feel distressed. Such a strong and domineering man didn't expect that there would be such a time when he was so unconfident.

She smiled slightly, closed her eyes and kissed his eyes, then opened her eyes and looked at him, biting words by word, and said with great determination and caution:
Chapter completed!