There is always a past and some emotions in everyone's heart that cannot be mentioned, some are aiqing, and some are friendship.

I don't mention myself. Mu Qingya's psychology has two pure lands that are the most unknown and full of clean soil, one is called Nalan Daibai, and the other is called Murong Xianchen.

If a person is destined to become his own calamity in his life, then these two people are the purest calamities that Mu Qingya is most reluctant to mention in this life, but will be forever cherished in his memory. 13acv。

They met at the most splendid and beautiful age in life, they had dreams, they chased the beauty of aiqing, and the joy of friendship. But again, they carry the rise and fall of the family. They can play, but they can't afford it. Because before them, there was a mountain called Political Marriage!

Even if Mu Qingya did all the bad things, she had always maintained the safest distance from Murong Xianchen and did not cross the thunder pool. She has already brought Nalan Daibai to hell, and she has destroyed the only piece of pure land in her own mind, so she will definitely not destroy that only piece with her own hands.

Murong Xianchen values love and righteousness, and Mu Qingya is mad. But no one will know that when the young Mu Qingya was cautious about trying to protect her favorite sister, she messed things up again and again. She is burdened with the most unknown pain, and she is also burdened with two love debts, but she can't say it, she has nowhere to say it, and she can't say it.

The person she couldn't face the most in her life was Murong Xianchen. Because she knew from the beginning that Nan Xiaoqing loved Murong Xianchen, and later, Murong Xianchen also fell in love with Nan Xiaoqing. The two of them are painfully entangled with Aiqing, and she has been sabotaging.

"Weishenme doesn't answer me? Mu Qingya, do you still think I am your sister? Murong Xianchen slowly walked down the high steps, and the phoenix robe that was mopping the floor rubbed the indifferent sound of golden silk threads in the air.

"I have nothing to say." Mu Qingya also seemed to calm down, she lowered her head and couldn't see her expression clearly.

Murong Xianchen just stood on the half-central steps like that, and his footsteps towards her stopped abruptly. After a while, she heard herself ask, "Then what is the relationship between you and Nalan Daibai?" Since when? A good sister who talks about everything, but there are so many things that I don't know, and I have repeatedly regressed for you, Mu Qingya, do you have a word of truth to me? Nearly 30 years of sisterhood, is it what you disdain to trample on? Do you really treat me as a fool who can pay all the time! ”

Murong Xianchen was a nervous person when she was young, she was not as delicate and sensitive as Mu Qingya, so she knew that when Mu Qingya had someone she liked, it was when Mu Qingya was afraid that she would marry Nan Xiaoqing, she was shocked and angry at that time, but Zuihou she chose to compromise. But this doesn't mean that she can be deceived by Mu Qingya again and again.

If sisterhood is so easy to be deceived, and for so many years, she has been tolerating and tolerating Mu Qingya, but in exchange for Mu Qingya's indescribable deception again and again? Rao is a hearty woman like Murong Xianchen, and she can't stand her anger at the moment.

"I love him! I love Nalan Daibai! From the moment I was fourteen years old, I knew that I loved him and that I was going to marry him! This purpose and desire seem so strong that it has not wavered for more than two years. I don't want to hide my sister, but I was really ashamed to say it back then, and then I never had the opportunity, my sister and I have been in a relationship for so many years, in our young years, only this one thing I hid from my sister. ”

Mu Qingya almost knelt in Nalan Daibai's arms, and didn't care whether Murong Xianchen could hear it or not, and said calmly: "Do you remember the scar on my wrist?" When I committed suicide by cutting my wrists, my sister said that I was threatening you, and others said that I was too selfish to cut my wrists. But how do you know that I've really been cornered? I don't deserve him anymore, the dream I have been holding on to was shattered overnight, and the strength I had built up for more than ten years collapsed overnight. I don't have a reason to live anymore. I can't marry Nalan Daibai, I'd rather die. ”

Nalan Daibai, who had been whimpering and unable to speak in her arms, was staring at her in disbelief at the moment.

"Shocked? Is it true that in your mind, I am also a completely bad woman? Do you think I don't deserve to love you anymore? Mu Qingya looked at his eyes, those crazy blood-rushing eyes, finally moistened, she carefully wiped the blood on his face little by little, but she couldn't wipe it clean, I saw him vomiting blood in a big gulp, Mu Qingya was frightened, and couldn't care about Murong Xianchen anymore and shouted to the emperor: "Save him!" Hurry up and send the imperial doctor! ”

The emperor is already seven tricks at this moment. Even if he doesn't love Mu Qingya, Mu Qingya is still his concubine, and the courtiers and visitors from all over the world are watching, Mu Qingya just hugged other men, boldly said love, where did he put him, the emperor and husband?

"I'm giving you a chance, Mu Qingya, you come back to me, Nalan Daibai is dead, even if you understand this matter." The emperor said gloomily.

Murong Xianchen's pupils constricted, and he only felt his heart churning for a while, intense and numb. It's already come to this point, but is the emperor still unwilling to let go of Mu Qingya? Have you loved so much that you can ignore all the bad and sins of Mu Qingya? Nan Xiaoqing, why do you have to love her like this? Can your love be divided into multiple parts?

"That's how you want him to die? You! Mu Qingya's angry words stopped abruptly, just because Nalan Daibai grabbed her hand, she looked down at him, and there was no one else in her eyes at that moment: "You hold on, you haven't broken your trust in me, and you won't do it this time." ”

Nalan Daibai's eyes were smiling, but there were tears flowing out, and he couldn't say a word, but he kept opening his mouth, but every time he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood flowed out.

Mu Qingya couldn't figure out the situation, but she was so frightened that her eyes turned red again, and she hugged his body, trembling all over.

"Ahh......h

Mu Qingya was frightened, she held his face and looked at his mouth carefully, and then her body became cold little by little. Her eyes seemed to be covered with mist at that moment, her scalp was numb and trembling with fear, and she looked at the nurse in disbelief, and she couldn't say a word.

The nurse said without mercy: "Don't be shocked, I pulled out his tongue!" "That mouth and tongue have violated her, so naturally she can't stay!

Mu Qingya, who was eloquent, instantly gasped and couldn't say a word.

Nalandai wanted to say a lot, but his tongue was gone, and he whimpered and couldn't understand a word. But there was a hurry between his eyebrows, and he grabbed her hand tightly, and his eyes were almost tearing in a hurry. But his breathing could only weaken little by little, Mu Qingya couldn't do anything, and his heart was a little cold.

"You save him, I beg you to save him. As long as I can save him, I will do everything to you, you can let me die, I will pay for Mu Yunhe's life! I admit defeat, if you want to keep Luo Zhiheng, I won't fight, please save him! Mu Qingya suddenly let go of all her pride and madness, and was humbled in the blink of an eye, she begged the emperor, begged the man who ruined her life.

But the emperor lost face, how could he be threatened by Mu Qingya? He said coldly: "Impossible! Nalandaibai must die! ”

Mu Qingya still wanted to beg, but Nalan Daibai grabbed her and shook his head lightly at her, she understood, he didn't want her to want the emperor to bow his head. But how could she watch him die?

Nalan Daibai's hand was slowly raised behind his ear, tearing something down hard, and there was no gloomy and terrifying evil light in his eyes, as if looking at her with a smile.

Mu Qingya understood, but she was also desperate at that moment. But she still trembled and stretched out her hand, and slowly pinched a thin skin like a cicada's wings behind him, and slowly pulled it away. That's a human/skin/mask too!

When the face haunting the memory reappeared, Mu Qingya finally experienced the taste of regret in her bones, despair and fear.

Nalan Daibai couldn't breathe anymore, and grabbed her hand with only a little strength of Zuihou, and put her hand on his chest, pressing it so hard, as if to tell her that she had always been in his heart, never left, never changed. His love, as always.

"I know, I know." Mu Qingya said nonsense.

Nalan Daibai seemed to be complete, and he laughed so hard, and the blood flowed from two people, and he died in the arms of the woman he loved the most, in laughter and satisfaction. Grasping her hand, she finally fell slowly!

Mu Qingya's tears fell instantly, and they fell on his face in a row, washing away the filthy blood on his face, and washing away the deepest wound in her heart. She didn't cry hysterically, nor did she continue to argue frantically with others, just quietly hugged Nalandaibai into her arms and wept silently.

It was the second man she loved to die in her arms. Helplessness and despair baptized her again. This time, too, there was no room for her to collapse. In the midst of the whirlwind, she heard her sudden heart-rending laughter: "Nan Xiaoqing! Are you clever enough to think you'll save your reputation if you don't save him? Do you think you'll be safe and sound if I'm alive? Haha! You're wrong, you idiot, your failure to save Nalan is equivalent to killing yourself with your own hands! Nalan is dead, the Gu on your body, don't even think about unraveling it in this life!! ”

The emperor's face changed dramatically in an instant!

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