The Journey of the Empress of Quick Travel

"If I hadn't been so selfish and asked him to take me with him, he wouldn't have encountered so many things. Now, he has someone he loves... This can be considered a kind of compensation."

As Feng Ling spoke, another trace of blood overflowed from her mouth. She leaned her head lightly on Mo Lingqiu's chest, tears sliding down the tip of her nose.

Her voice was hoarse and a little apologetic,

"The only person I'm sorry for...is you. In fact, I really wanted to live such an ordinary life with you..."

She looked at him, with a hint of expectation in her tear-stained eyes.

"Do you blame me? Blame me for breaking my promise again and again, and what happened later..."

"No complaints, I don't blame you at all!"

Mo Lingqiu shivered and almost subconsciously grabbed her hand, then pressed it tightly against his face.

"I never complained to you, and you never needed to apologize to me. Everything was done willingly..."

Mo Lingqiu's tears fell like broken pearls, and he hugged her tighter,

"It's me, I'm sorry for you. All of this was caused by me."

Seeing the blood spilling from Feng Ling's mouth, Mo Lingqiu's heart felt as if it had been cut by a sharp blade. Fear and helplessness intertwined,

"You won't die. I will find someone to save you immediately."

"Stop talking and save your strength. I'll take you to a doctor right away. I'll take you to see Ying Xiaojiu. I'll let him marry you. From now on I won't force you anymore. No matter what you want …”

"Please, don't leave me... okay?"

Feng Ling buried her head in his chest, coughing painfully.

She could no longer hear clearly what Mo Lingqiu said next.

Since taking out the medicinal poison, her body has reached its limit.

Feng Ling felt the hot tears on her cheeks. She slowly raised her hand and gently touched his eyebrows.

Her eyes gradually became blurry, as if she was retreating from the world.

"I'm sorry...Mo Lingqiu."

Feng Ling's eyes slowly closed, her voice was low and gentle,

"In the next life...can I make it up to you again? In the next life, you find me in advance, and then I will fall in love with you first..."

Before she could finish the last word, her hand slipped weakly from the air.

At this moment, Mo Lingqiu seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.

He held up her pale and weak hand tremblingly, and pressed it to her palm with tears in his eyes,

"No! I don't want you to leave me! I want you to stay with me in this life! Who can say for sure what will happen in the next life? I want you to listen to my apology..."

"I haven't told you I'm sorry yet. It's all my fault. It was me who broke you apart selfishly. Wake up and scold me, okay? You can make up for it in any way you want me to."

"Wake up, Linling..."

Mo Lingqiu's tears surged out like wild beasts, and her heart felt like a knife.

However, no matter how he called, she remained motionless, like a peaceful sleeping butterfly.

He didn't understand why this was happening. He hoped it was just a joke, but the reality was so cruel.

Mo Lingqiu sat on the ground in despair, sleepless all night.

He sat quietly, watching the sky get brighter and the person in his arms slowly losing warmth.

The footsteps outside the door gradually became clearer, heavy and powerful.

The person who opened the door was a figure with blood on his face and dirt on his body, it was Ying Xiaojiu.

He stumbled into the house, tears mingling with mud in his eyes.

He knelt in front of Mo Lingqiu and held the already cold hands with trembling hands.

"Ling Ling, I'm here to find you..."

He whispered in a low voice, with endless sadness in his voice.

"I remembered it all."

He said in a low voice, his tone firm and heavy.

Looking at the person in front of him, the emotions in Mo Lingqiu's heart surged out like a wild beast. He angrily pulled out the long sword under the stone table and stabbed the opponent's shoulder hard.

"Why wasn't you the one who died?"

He roared, tears falling,

"Why do you want to come back! You know, we could start over, and she has promised to give me a chance! Why do you still show up and hurt her..."

The long sword penetrated deeply into the opponent's shoulder, but the opponent did not seem to feel any pain. His body movements paused slightly, but his hands still held his beloved tightly.

His chin was gently pressed against her forehead, and he muttered repeatedly,

"sorry Sorry……"

He gently stroked Feng Ling's cheek, tears falling uncontrollably, his voice full of self-blame and regret,

"I was too stupid, and I made you suffer so much. Linling, wake up quickly, I need your punishment. I am your Xiaojiu, no one else, I belong to you only... "

"How could I be so stupid? I didn't think of you for the first time. Lingling, wake up. I'm willing to accept any punishment from you. I remember everything now. I'm your Xiaojiu..."

He muttered over and over again, feeling close to the edge of collapse.

He hugged her and coaxed her as if there was no one around, his whole body trapped in his own thoughts.

"Didn't you say before that you can get married if you buy gift candles and red silk? I actually bought them that day. I also bought a very beautiful hairpin. The boss said that this is a good gift for my wife. I will give it to you now. How about you put it on?"

"I really want to eat the Sophora japonica cake you made! When we get home, can you make some for me? If not, I can do it myself."

"I learned a lot in the Killer Building. I can make delicious food for you in the future. You can sleep for a while and I will call you when you get home. You won't be tired when you wake up."

His voice became softer and softer when he said these words, and his movements became particularly gentle, as if he was afraid of waking up Feng Ling who was sleeping.

Then he carefully picked her up and walked out the door.

Zhao Yuchen disappeared. The day before, he returned to Prince Shangyu's Mansion and calmly handed the medicinal poison to a servant.

He confessed to the princess that he had regained his memory. He is not the real prince Zhao Yuchen, but the killer figure of the killer building in Hongye Valley. Xiaojiu

What is even more shocking is that he told the princess that he was married and decided to leave the palace and start a new life with his wife.

Although the princess and the prince were reluctant to give up, seeing Ying Xiaojiu's determination, they could only accept it helplessly.

They owed him too much to interfere with his choices.

They had thought about marrying Yuyan to him, but now they had no choice but to give up.

They asked curiously which girl he married and what her character was like, but Xiaojiu did not reveal much and simply said that his wife was the best woman in the world.

Ying Xiaojiu disappeared from people's sight since then, as if he had never existed in the world. No clues about him could be found in the palace or anywhere else.

A few years later, Mo Lingqiu visited the small village where they once lived in seclusion.

He stopped outside the familiar courtyard, thinking a lot.

Later, I learned from the villagers that no one had lived in this small courtyard for a long time.

About three years ago, a young man came here to live in seclusion with his wife.

The villagers later learned that the lady had actually died a long time ago. Because the man was too sad, he buried her in the yard, but he stayed by her grave, stubbornly believing that she was still alive.

The children are afraid of passing by this yard and always take a detour.

In the end, the man passed away, still holding a jade pendant broken in half in his hand.

The villagers buried him and his wife together.

Today, the yard is covered with weeds, but the lone grave still stands in the grass.

Mo Lingqiu walked towards the children with a smile, but was accidentally bumped into by several playing children.

After the children politely apologized, they saw the fabled haunted house with horror in their eyes.

One of the children nervously said to Mo Lingqiu,

"Old man, this house is a famous haunted house in the village. You cannot enter it. Otherwise, you may be haunted by a female ghost."

Facing the children's warning, Mo Lingqiu smiled softly and asked in a hoarse voice,

"Really? Is there really a female ghost inside?"

The child puffed up his chest and nodded affirmatively,

"Yes, I once peeked through the crack of the door. There was a roaring wind inside, and there were crows and snakes. It was very scary..."

Other children also echoed,

"Yes, there are foxes. These are raised by female ghosts. Uncle, you must not go in, otherwise you will be eaten."

Mo Lingqiu smiled again. He gently stroked the child's head and spoke in a relaxed tone.

"Really? That's great. I've been waiting for her, you know? If she really gets stuck on me, let her take me with her."

There was a hint of deep meaning in his eyes,

"Anyway, I have made an agreement with her in the afterlife."