Mu Yirou's tears rained down, seeing Huo Chen's disgusted appearance with herself, she felt that the most painful thing was nothing more than that, how many words had been held in her heart, she cried: "Lord Wang, I'm really scared, I've paid so much for you, I just don't want to leave you." ”

When these words fell in his ears, Huo Chen was almost stunned, but Mu Yirou's love really made him unbearable, he didn't look over, and he didn't want to look at Mu Yirou anymore.

"My mother was obviously from a famous family, and I was originally a concubine, but at that time, I couldn't even control my own fate, I loved you, but I was worried that I couldn't be with you." Mu Yirou's tears never stopped, "But Mu Qizhi asked me to marry someone I didn't like, I was very flustered, I didn't know what to do, but Mu Yanrong told me that as long as I help her, she will help me cancel the marriage, I have been forced to the edge of the cliff, I am afraid that you will hate me, so I will go to Fox Hill......"

Huo Chen listened to her intermittently speaking, in the end, she hated Mu Wanqing, otherwise she would not have let Fox Hill make Mu Wanqing's human skin mask.

If this hadn't happened, the fate of several of them would have been different.

"How much do you hate Qing'er, you actually blame her."

Mu Yirou was stunned for a moment, it turned out that at this point, Huo Chen still cared about Mu Wanqing very much, and her waiting was just in vain.

She's always been so ridiculous.

She blamed Mu Wanqing, but it was because Huo Chen and Huo Huan got along very well at that time, and Mu Wanqing was often with them, so she was afraid, afraid that she wouldn't even have this slightest chance.

Mu Yirou pursed her lips, it was because she took this step that every step she took was wrong.

She thought she had achieved her goal, but in the end, Huo Chen went to Mu Wanqing, and all this didn't seem to change. But later she found out that if she hadn't blamed Mu Wanqing at that time, then Huo Chen wouldn't want to retaliate, and she wouldn't have married Mu Wanqing at all.

All things are her iniquities.

"Lord Wang, I know that you must want to kill me, but these days, I don't regret it." Mu Yirou gently closed her eyes, waiting for the pain of the moment of death.

Huo Chen stared at her and slowly clenched his fists, but he couldn't do it after all.

He turned around and said coldly, "You just get out of the palace, this king doesn't want to see you again." ”

This is considered to have broken off the relationship between them, she once called herself a husband, even if he didn't love her, but he should have stayed together for the rest of his life, and now it is no longer possible.

He still remembered that when he was in the military tent, Mu Yirou was desperate to stand in front of him.

Mu Yirou's eyes widened when she heard this, such a punishment was too light for her, but for her, it was a lot of torment.

"No, I don't want to leave." Mu Yisoft shook her head, she got up, wanting to hug Huo Chen, but Huo Chen coldly pushed her away.

Huo Chen frowned, shouldn't Mu Yirou be happy, he had hatred in his heart, but he understood that Mu Yirou had not been loved by Mu Qizhi since she was a child, she was afraid of losing, but now that he was willing to let her live, she should leave quickly, lest he change his mind after a while.

"Lord Wang, let me atone for my sins, I just want to stay, if the prince insists on driving me away, then I would rather die a hundred times." Mu Yirou said ruthlessly, this time she also gambled her life.

Huo Chen frowned, pondered for a while, and then said, "Either die or go, you choose." ”

Mu Yirou sat paralyzed on the ground, everything was irreparable, why, why did he hate herself so much in the end, she didn't want to do this.

Huo Chen turned around ruthlessly, not wanting to pay attention to Mu Yirou anymore.

"Lord Wang. You have to remember that there is a woman who is dead set on you. ”

Mu Yirou was discouraged, took off the hairpin on her bun, pressed it against her neck, closed her eyes, in a moment she had accepted her fate, she just wanted Huo Chen to remember her forever, even if she had a trace of fear, but she also slowly exerted force, wanting to insert the hairpin into her neck, so that her life would end.

She hated Mu Wanqing, just because Mu Wanqing had been able to get the best since she was a child, and when she grew up, she was able to get Huo Chen's love, all of this was such a luxury for her.

She loved Huo Chen, just because when she was young, she saw his sassy and heroic posture under the tree, and at that time she knew that she could only be controlled by him in her life.

But by this time, it was all over.

She had the mentality of dying, but her wrist was pinched, and the person gradually increased her strength, so that she had to let go of her hand in pain, and when she opened her eyes, it was Huo Chen who came into view.

Her whole body trembled, and the tears that had been stopped couldn't help but fall again.

Huo Chen's face was gloomy, staring at Mu Yirou's face: "Since you want to atone for your sins, let's atone for your sins." ”

Before Mu Yirou could react, Huo Chen had already let go of her hand and continued: "From today onwards, you must not leave here for a single step, knock on the sutra and chant the Buddha every day, and let the Bodhisattva forgive you for your sins." ”

Mu Yirou's heart was happy, she could finally stay, stay here, at least be able to know how Huo Chen was doing.

Huo Chen saw the joy in her heart, he sighed secretly in his heart, and the moment he turned to leave, he said coldly: "This king may not forgive you if he sees that the Bodhisattva, you can live alone, this king will not step here again." ”

The night outside was heavy, Mu Yirou looked at Huo Chen's back in the distance, her whole body was weak, she could only crawl to the door and cry in a low voice.

It seems to have gone back to a few years ago, and she had also seen Huo Chen's back like this, but at this time, Huo Chen's back was cold and she couldn't touch it.

Huo Chen...... Could it be that I owe you in my last life, so in this life, you won't love me at all," Mu Yirou muttered in a low voice, she had thought about this day, but it came so quickly.

It was autumn, but her whole body was frighteningly cold.

It was the middle of the night, and the wind was blowing a little hard, but the house was silent.

In the silence, the door slowly opened, and a figure flashed in, as if afraid of waking the beauty on the couch, he quickly closed the door.

Huo Chen looked at the bedroom, everything hadn't changed much, there were still a few medical books on the table, and a few pieces of paper with messy handwriting, Huo Chen swept it at a glance, and it seemed to be full of the names of herbs.

He walked slowly closer to the bed, and for so many days he hadn't looked at her properly.

The room was dark, and her sleeping position was so quiet, as if the turmoil outside had nothing to do with her.