Concubine Diao

"Qingcheng...Qingcheng...!"

Jun Mojue's voice was full of grief, he didn't know what to say, he just felt that his soul was being sucked away, and he was suffocating in pain.

The sticky blood got on Mao'er's white wrist. At this moment, Mao'er raised his eyes to look at him. This man with a bearded face and a messed up face is no longer handsome, only a face full of panic...

At this time, Maoer suddenly remembered that Jun Mojue never seemed to call her 'Qingcheng', but always called her by her first name, sometimes angry, sometimes angry...

It's because my expectations were too high, so I was so disappointed when I heard those hurtful words...

Among the people in the hall, the relationship between Jun Mojue and her seems to be a little more delicate. Mao'er looked at Jun Mojue who was in such a panic, her face was never calm, and she gently broke away from Jun Mojue's hand , and then held his injured right hand, looking at the hideous wound, the cat looked at Jun Mojue, "Give me the Lanbing Blade, and I'll stop the bleeding for you!"

When she said this, there was no usual domineering, ridiculing, nor any usual lazy meaning, and Jun Mojue was shocked in a calm manner.

Seeing that the cat seemed to be trying to snatch the sword from Jun Moli's waist, Jun Mojue grabbed the cat's hand, "No, no, just let him hurt! Xia Qingcheng, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please forgive my previous nonsense, Forgive me, I didn't do it on purpose...I was confused...It was my fault, I didn't protect you...you...!"

Jun Mojue spoke incoherently and anxiously. He wanted to explain something, but he didn't know where to start...

Seeing him so anxious, Mao'er was not annoyed, but took out a blade from somewhere on his body, cut his wrist under Jun Mo's tender eyes, neither hurt nor angry...

If it was before, according to Mao'er's personality, she would have glared and scolded, "Jun Mojue, you broom boy, you actually want my girl's blood to save you, are you a pig?"

Now, she restrained all her temperament and silently dripped her blood on his wound. It was so calm, more like a decisive farewell. This wound was left by the dagger that blocked her. Use her blood to stop the wound and achieve the state of cleansing...

However, a strange thing happened...

The cat's blood dripped onto Jun Mojue's wound and fused together, but it didn't heal the wound. How could this be?

The cat's blood dripped on Dongfang Qingyang's serious and fatal wound, and it could heal the wound, but it didn't work on Jun Mojue's wound at this time...

It really surprised everyone...

"Jun Mojue, look, even my blood doesn't want to heal your wound!"

The cat's voice sounded softly, Jun Mojue flinched and trembled violently.

"Jun Mojue, actually you don't need to apologize, I know you like me, no...you can say you love me, I can feel this, and I understand it very well"

The cat's voice sounded, but Jun Mojue didn't speak, but his heart became colder and colder, and the blood flowing in his body became colder and colder...

"You once said 'I'd rather take a brothel concubine than marry an ugly concubine'. This deeply hurt Xia Qingcheng, but it has nothing to do with me!"

Mao'er's words were ringing out, everyone knew the origin of this allusion, but the second half of the sentence was a bit unclear, what does it mean to hurt Xia Qingcheng, but it has nothing to do with her?

What Maoer said came from her heart. These words hurt the former Xia Qingcheng and made Xia Maoer today.

"Xia Qingcheng, I'm sorry...!"

Jun Mojue's lips twitched, and there was nothing else he could say except these three words.

"I didn't care about it before, but your words tonight hurt me. Why, I am also a woman... I can understand your mood at that time, but I feel your despair, and I understand the reason for your anger. Everything I understand everything, but——I can't accept it!"

The sentence "unacceptable" seemed to be fixed in the ears of the two of them. This injury has nothing to do with trust or not. The cat was confirmed to be pregnant and stood in front of Jun Mojue. If Jun Mojue could get him to say "I believe You', that's really nonsense, the woman I love is pregnant, but the man clearly knows it's not me, how can he say 'believe'?That's impossible, unless he really doesn't care...

But even though he understood Jun Mojue's anger and pain intellectually, he couldn't forgive his words emotionally, especially after knowing that he was also a victim...

"Xia Qingcheng, give me a chance and let me take care of you. I will treat you and my child well, but please don't be so indifferent!"

Jun Mojue said in an almost hoarse voice, his breathing was heavy, and he firmly held Mao'er's hand, not letting her pull away.

The cat raised its head and looked at Jun Mojue's eyebrows and eyes carefully. It seemed that it suddenly remembered the lazy and stunning elegance by the hot spring pool. Its silver eyes were as deep as the sea, and the corners of its mouth were thin and curved...

"Jun Mojue, your feelings are domineering and extreme, as much as you give is what you hope to get, but I am slow to warm up to feelings, dull, before I fall in love, I can return one point for everything others give. When I didn't fall in love with you, I personally destroyed the part of my feelings that I was going to give."

Mao'er's words rang in Jun Mojue's ears very clearly, no... it wouldn't be like this...

Jun Mojue held the cat's hand tightly, with such force, he hurt, and she hurt too, but one didn't break free, and the other didn't let go. Jun Mojue looked at the cat's calm eyes, looked at the Zhang Meishi's character's face, his heart constricted, his eye sockets hurt, and he couldn't hold back the misty eyes...

a drop...

two drops...

three drops...

I have never seen a man's silent tears be so beautiful, the black silver is agile, the brilliance is concentrated, the water mist is concentrated, dripping and falling.

Why are big men crying, because they really feel that they are going to lose, and they can't get it anymore!

Mao'er looked at Jun Mojue, feeling extremely sour in his heart. This man was not howling, not crying out in grief. He actually had a pure and clean face, exuding the charm of a goblin, and possessed the bloodthirsty nature of a Rakshasa. !At this time, the tears are extremely touching...

"Jun Mojue, you don't know how to love! You are too domineering and haven't learned tolerance, and I am not tactful enough. We are destined to have no results. Jun Mojue, break off the engagement!"

Jun Mojue gritted his teeth, "No, don't break the engagement, Xia Qingcheng, I love you, there is no doubt, I will treat you well in the future, and the child will call me Dad from now on! We are a family of three..."

"There will be no more children...! I will not want this child..."