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In addition to spending a lot of money to find an insider to tell Mu Xiaoluo's whereabouts, Wu Mingyuan also added some words, to the effect that he was assassinated to recuperate from his injuries, and his negligence led to the unjust death of the Mu family, begging Mu Xiaoluo to go back and give him a chance to make amends, he will definitely treat her well......

This emperor list is also jaw-dropping enough, and it is indeed like a confession...... What is Wu Mingyuan going to do, to tell the world his guilty feelings for her, do you still want to accept her as a side concubine? Let everyone think that he still has feelings for her? Want to reconcile with her?

It's a pity that Mu Xiaoluo doesn't see it that way, she would rather believe that he did this to buy the hearts of the people of the Mu family's old department, and she doesn't want to believe that he will really have any feelings for her!

"Isn't it very moving?" Chu Qingmad saw that she looked at the emperor list and didn't speak, so he leaned over and said sourly: "If you really want to go back, I will send you back!"

Mu Xiaoluo raised her eyebrows, and saw that Chu Qingfang's eyes were deep and cunning, and the light blue streamer was overflowing, which was charming, she played with her heart, reached out and pinched his face, and said sarcastically: "I can't help it! Are you really willing to send me back?"

Chu smiled lightly, and suddenly lowered his head and pecked her lips before saying, "It's not possible until I'm dead......!" You can only obediently stay with me and be my man!"

Mu Xiaoluo glanced at him, this person's domineering is enough, when did she agree to be his person!

Even if he really likes her, even if she wears his beads, even if she is looked down on by him, but before she knows her true heart, she will not see herself as his person!

As if seeing what she was thinking, Chu took her hand and squatted in front of her and said, "Rong'er, can you promise me one thing?"

Mu Xiaoluo's heart suddenly jumped wildly, isn't it, Chu Qingfang doesn't want to propose now! She is really not ready...... She doesn't want to marry yet...... She didn't know if she liked him or not...... She didn't want to refuse him and hurt him......

I can't tell why, but I know that my refusal will hurt his proud heart, so I don't want him to open such a mouth!

"What...... "She avoided his eyes, afraid that she would not bear to bear it and make a wrong decision!

Rong'er ...... Look at me!" Chu turned her head to her eyes, the tips of their noses touched, her breath was full of his breath, dry and fragrant. In an instant, her mind was messed up, her blood boiled, and she shamefully found herself longing for the touch of his lips......

The habit was really bad, and she attributed this urge to the after-effects ......of him kissing her at every turn! Attractive, she resisted and grabbed the hem of her shirt tightly with her hands, lest she couldn't help but reach out and wrap her arms around his neck......

Damn, what's the matter? She tried to look him in the eye, trying to ignore the momentary impulse in her body, and shouted in a bit of frustration, "How do you know if I should promise you if you don't ......say it!"

The word 'open' disappeared into the other party's soft lips, and the dry and fragrant smell instantly permeated the entire mouth, first hesitating and gently licking, carefully tracing the shape of her lips with the tip of her tongue, and then slowly increasing the intensity, greedily gnawing at her lip flap.

It made her feel a little painful and not so unbearable, her body became feverish and irritable, Mu Xiaoluo didn't remember when it was the last time she was so **** moved, she didn't mention it before the crossing, and she has been lingering in pain since the crossing......

I don't think about it, and I seem to forget that this body has grown to the point where it needs it...... It's just that...... As his kiss went down, over her neck, and on her earlobe, she suddenly trembled and put her hands on Chu Qingfang's shoulders and pushed him away violently......

Not daring to look at his expression, she herself was already so red that she was about to drip blood, lowered her head and said, "Don't ...... like this again"

There was a moment of silence in the room, Chu Qingyan was squatting, and he sat on the ground without being pushed by her, he smiled bitterly, straightened up with force, sat on the ground and stretched out his hand to her.

Mu Xiaoluo's hand was still pulling her skirt, and when she saw the white and slender hand stretched out in front of her, she didn't have the courage to pull it.

Chu stretched out his hand wildly, held her hand, and then made a gesture that no one had ever done to Mu Xiaoluo before.

He took her hand and put it on his chest, then tilted his head, sat down on the ground, rested his head on her knees, and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry......! I want you to forget about him...... I want you to have all my traces all over you......"

Mu Xiaoluo was stunned, and looked down at the man on her lap, his side face was so perfect, the shape of his nose was too delicate compared to those rude men, and his long and black eyelashes covered his beautiful eyes downward, making him look like a sleeping prince, quietly guarding his princess......

Her heartbeat slowly subsided with such silence, she couldn't push him away, she tried her best to control herself from reaching out to touch his face, and she felt that she could speak smoothly before she spoke: "Didn't you promise you one thing?

Rong'er ...... If you like someone, will you become stupid with it?" Chu asked suddenly, still maintaining that position, pillowing her knees and holding her hand.

Mu Xiaoluo was stunned and smiled: "Why do you ask that?"

"Because, I feel like I'm facing you...... The mind is not always so clear!"

Chu Qingyan said with some distress: "I know that you can't have any feelings for Wu Mingyuan anymore, but I'm afraid that you will be soft-hearted...... I couldn't stand his overtures and went back to him......"

Mu Xiaoluo was stunned, only to know that his sudden abnormality turned out to be really jealous!

"How...... Thinking of such a mess!" She smiled, hesitated for a long time, but could not resist the temptation, and gently placed her finger in front of his eyelashes, feeling the touch of the small fan.

"I don't know...... That's why I think I'm a little stupid!"

Sighing softly, rubbing his cheek against her lap, he spread out the hand that held her, put it on his chest, and said slowly: "Things are changing, I didn't know you when you married him last year, and you didn't expect you to become like this, did ......you? Are you sad?"

Mu Xiaoluo was silent, this relationship was Mu Congrong's before, what she would think she didn't know!

But in her previous life, when Xu Zheng inserted the knife into her lower abdomen, was she sad?

Recalling the feeling of that moment, it seems to be thinking: If you knew that you killed not only me, but also your children, would you still be alive and well?

There is no sadness, no hate, only ridicule...... It turned out that the moment he stabbed the knife into her body, her love for him was gone, and the knife cut off all the ties between them, and she didn't even disdain hatred, how could she be sad!

"I'm not sad!" Mu Xiaoluo replied lightly: "Because...... I'm sad because I still like him...... But I don't like him anymore, so how can I be sad?"

"Rong'er!"

She felt that what she said was very indifferent, but the shocking despair in her previous life still carried a little bit in her tone, making Chu Qingyan gently touch the back of her hand in pain, trying to pass on his warmth to her.

"What he holds...... It's just my liking, how can he hurt me without that!"

Mu Xiaoluo smiled faintly: "What you can't get is always the best! He is looking for me back now, not because he likes me so much or really regrets it! It's just because he used to have all my feelings, and now, he is nothing in my eyes! He can't bear this sense of loss, and wants to conquer me desperately, so as to let himself regain the feeling of being high in front of me...... Look, Mu Xiaoluo, you just can't live without me!"

That's how men are...... Mu Xiaoluo sneered, didn't she see less in her previous life?

Her best girlfriend was so tricked by a man in the palm of her hand, leaving again and again, being deceived back again and again, hurt again and again, and finally she couldn't bear her feelings being trampled on so much, standing on the top floor of the commercial building and making a farewell call to her and jumped down without hesitation......

When she drove to the distance like a kite with a broken string, her heart sank endlessly......

The hands are cold, and the blood is also coagulating in an instant, and even if I think about it now, I can't help but feel cold!

What is love...... Is it to be ignored and hurt again and again?

There was a sudden heat flow in the palm of his hand, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw Chu Qingyan palm-to-palm with her, and the heat flow was passed on to her by him.

She was stunned, but he naturally said, "Are you cold? Why are your hands so cold?"

Mu Xiaoluo looked at the two hands that were connected, his petiteness, his slenderness, almost held in his palm.

She was silent, staring at him, could he warm her hands, but also her already frozen heart?

It's not that she can't see his kindness to her, it's not that she won't be moved, but she has long been frozen in her heart, no longer moved, no longer loved, so who can hurt her, who can still treat her feelings like garbage...... Toss!

Rong'er ...... I'm different from him!" Chu sighed wildly, holding her hand and holding it up to her eyes, covering her eyes.

"Don't look at me with the eyes he has! I'm not like him!" he stated again.

"With your heart...... That's what I want you to promise...... No matter what happens, please come to see me with your heart! If I hurt you unintentionally, it is absolutely helpless, and I don't want you to forgive me...... As long as you remember my sincerity to you, forgive me once, and forgive me once, I will ...... I will spend the rest of my life grateful to you and loving you...... I just beg you to give me such a chance!"

He leaned over, half-knelt in front of her, kissed the back of her hand, and asked in a low voice pleading, "Will you promise me?"

The suspicion in Mu Xiaoluo's heart is rising, the soap opera she watched on TV in her previous life is generally said that the male protagonist has done something sorry for the female protagonist, did Chu Qingyan do anything to be sorry for her?

Raising his eyes, he met his eyes, the eyes hidden under the thick black eyebrows were clear and deep, revealing a gentle and deep love...... There is also a touch of guilt that cannot be concealed......

Her heart was a little lost for a moment, did he really do something sorry for her?

Slowly withdrawing her hand, peeling away from the warmth little by little, she avoided his eyes, and said with a hard heart: "You saved my life, and you also took me in when my life and death were uncertain...... I owe it to you, too, so I don't have to promise you...... I have no right to blame you for what you did!"

"Rong'er!" Chu cried out lightly and anxiously, and the panic in his tone couldn't be hidden: "You won't forgive me if you say this?"

Hearing this, Mu Xiaoluo closed her eyes in despair, he really did something sorry for her!

Her heart suddenly ached, spreading to her whole body at a speed that she couldn't have imagined, making her suddenly weak and just looking for a place to stay by herself.

For the first time, she hated herself so much that she couldn't walk on her legs, otherwise she could have stood up, pushed him away and ran out!

Don't look at him, don't want to know what he's done that needs her to forgive!

"Rong'er, just once...... Won't you give me a chance?"

Chu Qingfang suddenly grabbed her hand and held it tightly, as if she was relaxed, and the next moment she couldn't catch her again, she would go without a trace!

Mu Xiaoluo opened her eyes suddenly, looked at him and said slowly: "If you are my friend, no matter what you do wrong, I will give you a chance, don't say it once, as many times as you want!"

Chu showed a little joy only when he was mad, and Mu Xiaoluo cruelly interrupted his fantasy.

"If you are the one I choose to spend my life with, then I will not give you this opportunity easily...... Who are you going to be with me?"

You can't go

After a few days of heavy snowfall, the weather became even colder.

The snow on the trees was so thick that it bent the branches, and the snow in the yard was frozen into ice, so hard that you would slip if you were not careful when you walked on it.

People with good feet and good hands are still like this, Mu Xiaoluo is even more difficult to walk with crutches, and when she goes out, she slips until she gets dirty and has trouble Qiao Yan to wash, and she can't bear to think about it in the cold weather, so she simply stays in the house and doesn't go out.

Look at the book, just follow Qiaoyan embroidery if you have nothing to do, anyway, if you learn the gold needle, you should practice the dexterity of the wrist!

Chu Qingfang would come from time to time, in addition to reporting to her the speed of Wu Mingyuan's rehabilitation, that is, to talk about the movements in the court, except for these things, Mu Xiaoluo did not give him the two of them time alone at all like before.

Politely and unfamiliarly began to keep his distance, which made Chu Qingyan depressed, pitifully begging her, Mu Xiaoluo was unmoved, and grabbed Qiaoyan by his side from time to time to do this and that, so that Chu Qingyan couldn't say anything and sat down for a while and left.

After getting it a few times, Qiao Yan also saw it, and quietly asked her, "Sister Rongrong, did you quarrel with your son?"

"No!" Mu Xiaoluo replied naturally, holding the medical book and pricking herself with needles according to the acupuncture points on it.

"There is no quarrel, why do you think it is strange between you! Childe used to see you with a smile on his face, and his brows have almost wrinkled into Sichuan characters in the past few days!" Qiao Yan sighed strangely.

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