Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

Qingyun Qingli's face was still indifferent and calm. For a moment, she took out the black iron dagger that Lin Han gave her and swung it at Murong Qingyi. Several cold lights flashed, and the cold iron chains that originally bound Murong Qingyi broke one after another.

The sound of 'clank' was heard, and Murong Qingyi, who wanted to die, suddenly felt his limbs loosen, and suddenly opened his eyes, before he could understand what was going on, he fell to the cold ground.

Mo Xuan could have supported Murong Qingyi in time, but he despised Murong Qingyi's ignorance and cowardice, and was even more annoyed at the pain and hurt Murong Qingyi had brought to Xiyan, so he stood beside Xiyan, motionless, watching Murong Qingyi fall heavily to the ground with cold eyes.

Seeing that Murong Qingyi's injury was aggravated by this fall, the blood from the wound seemed to flow faster. The severe pain all over his body made Murong Qingyi grin his teeth, the blood on his pale face instantly faded, and the corners of Mo Xuan's lips curled up. Undisguised gloating, extremely happy heart.

Whoever made you so confused not only killed your family and relatives, but also caused Xiyan to lose the love and care of her parents since she was a child, and she deserved all the cold eyes and ridicule from others!

However, Mo Xuan deeply understands that no matter how much Xiyan resents Murong Qingyi for being blind and blind, causing Xiyan's closest relatives to pass away one after another, Xiyan will never settle Murong Qingyi's blood debt with her own hands, after all, Murong Qingyi is Xiyan. Yan's. . . . . .

Walked slowly in front of Murong Qingyi, stretched out his hands to touch a few acupuncture points on his body to stop the bleeding, then took out a small white porcelain bottle, poured out a pill, fed him roughly, and then took out a blue Throwing the small colored porcelain bottle to him, he said two words coldly: "For external application."

Holding that bottle of holy medicine that is hard to find in the world to heal trauma, and the bone-piercing pain all over his body seemed to have gradually eased a lot, Murong Qingyi was a little at a loss, stood up slowly, looked at Qingyun whose face was as quiet as a pool of water, and was surprised And hesitantly said: "You...why didn't you kill me?"

If it wasn't for her instruction, with the genius doctor Mo Xuan's eccentric and cunning nature, it would be great if he didn't make trouble, let alone heal him, and even give him such a holy medicine for healing.

Could it be because he saved her several times?

Thinking about it, this is not impossible, after all, she has always had a clear sense of grievances and grievances, and she will definitely not let herself have any regrets, especially since he is the master of Juechen Palace.

Playing with the sharp black iron dagger in his hand, Qingyun looked at Murong Qingyi quietly, slightly raised the corners of his lips with a hint of sarcasm, his dark pupils slowly closed up, like a pool of unfathomable lake water, deep and deep. And misty.

"I don't want to kill you. First, I want to pay you back for saving your life a few times. Second, if I want you to die, I must die to understand."

"You have to die to understand?" Murong Qingyi murmured in a low voice, as if talking to himself, as if doubting, feeling inexplicably flustered in his heart.

"Not bad!" Qingyun slightly raised her eyebrows, her expression was indifferent and clear: "Murong Qingyi, do you want to know who your biological daughter is?"

Murong Qingyi's expression changed suddenly, his dry and cracked lips moved, but he didn't make a sound, looking at Qingyun with eagerness and fear in his eyes, a bone-biting coldness quickly spread from the soles of his feet to the The feeling of panic and uneasiness in the top of the head is also getting stronger.

"She is Wanxue, the Saintess of Juechen Palace who is called 'Chenshuang Wanxue' together with Lin Yufeng!"

The cold and calm voice was like pearls and jade falling into a plate, without any tone, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Murong Qingyi's heart one after another, causing him to be short of breath, almost out of breath, and stared blankly with a pale face Staring at Qingyun, she subconsciously shook her head in denial.

"No! It's impossible! How could Wanxue... how could it be my... biological daughter?"

"You are shocked and surprised, and you can't believe it, right?"

"I......"

Looking at Murong Qingyi with a dull expression, who opened his mouth to say something but didn't know what to say, Qingyun's raised brows were stained with coldness, his dark pupils were as deep as the ocean, and the dimples on his cheeks were faintly visible.

"Even if you don't know your wife's maidservant, so you think it's just a coincidence when you meet a dying maid who entrusts you with the infant Wanxue just before the death of Murong's family. ;

Even if Wan Xue's appearance is [-] to [-]% similar to your wife, you still think that there are all kinds of wonders in the world, which is not surprising at all;

Even if you don't know that Mu Yin is the same as Mu, that night, then Mu Qingyi and Murong Qingyi, two names so similar, don't they remind you of something? "

Eyes wide open, mouth wide enough to stuff an egg in, Murong Qingyi was stunned all of a sudden.

"You can continue to pretend to be confused, or you can continue to deceive yourself and others that your biological daughter is still missing." Qing Yun's cold tone was still calm, but what she said was like the ice and snow of the twelfth lunar month, and the coldness went straight to Murong Clear bone marrow.

"However, Uncle Leng told me that when Mu Qingyi and Sima Qiyun were in love for the rest of their lives, he once hoped that Sima Qiyun would track down her life experience, because she had been secretly investigating for many years and found nothing;

So Sima Qiyun ordered his confidant, the dark guard Leng Yi, that is, my Uncle Leng and Ling Feng to investigate secretly. After many twists and turns, I finally found out that Mu Qingyi was born in the Murong family and was the daughter of Murong Qingyi. Unfortunately, the Murong family was wiped out overnight. It was dilapidated, but it was not found that Murong Qingyi was still alive, let alone that Murong Qingyi was the lord of Juechen Palace, Feng Qingshang;

Mu Qingyi was distraught, thinking that her parents were no longer alive, in order to express her miss and gratitude to her parents, and to thank her parents for giving her life, she took the name 'Mu Qingyi'. "

"Then you are..." Then you are my granddaughter?

"Sima Chengrui, named Qiyun, and I am the only daughter of Sima Chengrui and Mu Qingyi, Mu Qingyun!"

Unexpectedly, Wanxue turned out to be his biological daughter who had been searching for many years but failed, and also had a daughter who was Bingxue, intelligent and magnificent. She was shocked, excited, remorseful, delighted, and blamed herself. . . . . .All sorts of complex emotions suddenly surged into Murong Qingyi's heart, looking at Qingyun with eyes as bright as stars, full of love and expectation, his whole body trembled involuntarily.

But seeing Qingyun's indifferent and calm expression, eyes as deep as the sea, and thinking of her own daughter who had never enjoyed a day of father's love and died young, Murong Qingyi's bright and hopeful eyes dimmed in an instant. Some rosy faces turned pale and colorless, and the hoarse and deep voice revealed regret and sadness: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry!..."

He didn't know how to make up for the damage done to his own daughter and granddaughter other than to say 'I'm sorry'.

"For your so-called true love, you abandoned your parents, wife, daughter and relatives, causing the entire Murong family to be destroyed; You poisoned and murdered your own daughter; because of your so-called love, you allowed Zhang Lianwu to assassinate me time and time again, if not for me and the people around me, the tragedy of my grandmother and my mother would have happened again!"

Hearing Murong Qingyi's meaningless apologies, Qingyun couldn't hold back anymore, her heart gradually became agitated because of the pain and desolation brought about by the missing family affection, and her voice became more and more high-pitched and sharp.

"I'm sorry? Can I exchange my grandmother who died innocently and all the relatives in the Murong family? Can I exchange my mother who died young when I was young? Can I make up for the family affection I lost since I was a child? ?”

No one knows that for so many years she has been living extremely cautiously, even with low self-esteem. Even though her father and uncle Leng love her like a treasure, even if the third brother and the others care for her and accommodate her, they still can't replace the love from her own parents. , nor can it dispel her inner desire for family affection.

It is precisely because of this that after Sima Chun appeared by her side in his previous life, he cared for her meticulously, protected her, and took care of her, which deeply warmed her heart, and Lin Yulin's occasional kindness and greetings often made her happy for several times. God, she was like a drowning person who sees a life-saving straw, she is deeply trapped in it without hesitation, and she can't extricate herself, so she ends up in such a tragic end.

And all these tragedies were caused by the man in front of her. How can she be calm?How can forgive him?

Feeling Qingyun's whole body trembling and inner grief, Mo Xuan felt that his heart was in unbearable pain like a thousand arrows piercing through. He hugged her tightly in his arms, and gently rubbed her back with his white and slender hands, hoping to use this Soothe her pain.

"You and I......"

Looking at Qingyun, who was crouching on Mo Xuan's chest, her shoulders visibly trembling slightly, and she was clearly crying silently, Murong Qingyi was at a loss. He deeply understood that the damage had already been done. The harm of this granddaughter.

his life?

Murong Qingyi suddenly thought of something, and a trace of determination flashed across his sad eyes, so fast that even Mo Xuan didn't notice: "I know everything is my fault, I don't dare to expect your forgiveness, I only hope that you can live happily ! I know Mr. Mo has a special constitution, I hope that the Xuanming Heart Sutra can help Mr. Mo!"

After whispering a place, Murong Qingyi raised his hand to pat the top of his head.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xuan tapped his acupuncture points quickly: "If you want to die, don't die in front of Xi Yan!"

The cold voice was like enlightenment, and Murong Qingyi suddenly came to his senses: If he died like this, wouldn't it make his relatives and granddaughters notorious for being unfilial?What a fool he is!

Outside Shimen.

Sheng Rong asked Yan Huan in a low voice: "Master Yan Xiang, the old palace lord and those two people have been inside for so long, will they be harmful to the old palace lord?"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Lord Yan Xiang was about to scold Sheng Rong when a figure suddenly rushed over.