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260 Mu Qingya, Die! ! (Message 15500 plus more) Murong Xianchen pulled her in fear and said anxiously: "No! It can't be like this. Qingya, listen to me, everything can pass, Nalan must also hope that you can survive, he is so single-minded It's for you, I just hope you can live a good life. Nalan is dead, but we can bury him well, and he will still live in your heart, right?"

Mu Qingya looked back at her, finally there was no hostility between her brows, and there was a touch of melancholy and desolation: "How can it be the same? I will never see Nalan again when I am alive. I lost Ruier once, and the pain hurts." My heart is piercing, and losing Nalan again is excruciatingly painful. I can no longer bear the superimposed pain. Besides, people are always going to die. I have committed so many evils and killed countless people. Isn't it good to die?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I won't let you die, I will take good care of you, and won't give you any chance to get close to death!" Murong Xianchen yelled angrily.

"Unfortunately, it's too late!" Mu Qingya smiled miserably, her face turned pale every inch of her face, her body gradually softened as she pressed her hands on her abdomen, and she fell headfirst in the blink of an eye.

Murong Xianchen subconsciously reached out to catch her, and asked in panic, "What's wrong?!"

Luo Zhiheng, who was immersed in this unbelievably complicated past, had a gloomy face, stood up suddenly and said: "She has been poisoned! I'll go to the imperial doctor!"

"Don't, don't go!" Mu Qingya's eager voice was full of pain: "I took the poison long before you came, it's very poisonous, it's what Nalan left behind."

"What you call a decent death is to commit suicide by taking poison?" Murong Xianchen growled with eyes tearing apart.

Mu Qingya smiled relievedly: "This is the best result for me. It's better to die under Nalan's poison and by my own hands than to die under the torture of Nan Xiaoqing. Sister, I beg you One thing, this thing only you can do, you must help me, please."

"No, don't think about it, I will send someone to the imperial doctor, and I will definitely cure you, I will."

"It's useless. This is the deadly poison left by Nalan. The poison of the Nalan family is extremely powerful. Unless there is an antidote, there is no cure. I will definitely die. I just ask my sister to promise me one last thing. I beg you."

Mu Qingya's speech was broken, she was lying in Murong Xianchen's arms, with great pain in her eager expression.Murong Xianchen was almost terrified: "Say, tell me, I promise you whatever you say."

A smile finally appeared on Mu Qingya's painful face: "Bury me and Nalan together, I want to be with him, don't enter the imperial tomb, I am not Nalan's person by birth, and I will be Nalan's ghost when I die Please, only you can shake the emperor to change his mind, only you can help me, this is my last wish, please, sister, promise me..."

Murong Xianchen was stunned, even stunned.

The emperor's concubine actually asked to be buried with another man. This is simply slapping the emperor in the face and making the emperor the laughing stock of the world.What's more, the emperor already hated Mu Qingya, and he was afraid that she would still torture her after death, so how could he follow her wish?Mu Qingya's wish is destined to be a luxury and fantasy, because Murong Xianchen doesn't know if she can achieve it, it is simply too difficult for a human being.

"Sister, do you find it difficult? I know this matter will make it difficult for you. You take this. This is the only antidote to the emperor's poison. You take it to negotiate with the emperor. He will not hurt you." Please, sister, help me this time." Mu Qingya knew that this request of hers was too much, and also knew that if something was wrong, Murong Xianchen would be disgusted or abolished by the emperor because of this request, but she didn't She had no choice, she knew that the emperor would move her and Nalan's corpses after she died, she could die without a place to bury her, but she couldn't let Nalan's corpse suffer with her anymore.

"Sister, this time I owe you a great favor. I won't be able to repay it in this life. In the next life, I will be your cow and horse. Please fulfill me, please sister." Mu Qingya clutched the porcelain bottle, Begging.At that moment, blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, and black blood flowed out from her ears and nostrils.

"Qingya!!" Murong Xianchen's pupils constricted, and her mind went blank for an instant. She stiffly took over the porcelain bottle and held it tightly in her hands. She couldn't bear to watch Mu Qingya's bleeding from seven orifices anymore, and shouted: " I promise you! I will find a way to let you and Nalan be buried together!!"

If you agree, you will give up the life of this younger sister!If you agree, it means that there will never be another Mu Qingya in this world!Murong Xianchen's heart was twisted like a knife, and tears streamed down his face.

Mu Qingya's heavy panting sounded like an old man's twilight years, the tears in the corners of her eyes rolled down her face, and her voice was as humble and fragile as a broken teardrop: "I'm sorry, I forced you again, but I have no way out. , you are my only way out. Sister, I may push you to a dead end again, and it will hurt you, so just think that I am selfish to the bone and hate me."

Murong Xianchen cried: "I don't hate you! My sister doesn't hate you. Qingya is my best sister, and I won't hate you anymore. I will never forget the day we married Jinlan, and I will never turn my back on it."

Mu Qingya seemed to be smiling, she pointed to the corner not far ahead, and said slowly in the bloody air: "I give all my things to Yu'er, those, those are the things I have done for Yu'er all these years." The accumulated dowry, I know that child doesn't like me, but to me, she is my daughter, although I lost Rui'er, but I still have Yu'er. The key is under the pillow..."

Luo Zhiheng looked up, and saw more than a dozen large mahogany boxes neatly placed there, with old marks and dust on them, obviously just taken out and not wiped in time.And it is quite old.

"Yes, Yu'er is your child, our common child. She will be very filial to you, she will like you, you are well, the child will be very happy knowing that there is a mother who loves her so much." Murong Xianchen covered Mu Qingya's ears with trembling hands, but the blood still couldn't stop flowing out, and her voice was trembling, getting colder inch by inch.

"She is like you, with a clear distinction between love and hatred. If my Rui'er is still alive, she and Yu'er must be very good brothers and sisters, just like us." Mu Qingya's eyes gradually dimmed, she leaned on Murong Xianchen's arms and smiled The voice became smaller and smaller: "Sister, Nalan and I met after us, I knew that I wanted this man from the first time I saw him. I have been no longer innocent since that year, because I learned lovesickness and jealousy .”

"He is a very handsome man. He is extraordinary and polite. When he smiles at me, I feel that the whole world is bright. It doesn't matter if my mother doesn't love me, but the nanny loves me very much. It doesn't matter if my father doesn't love me, I And my sister cared and protected me. Later, I had Nalan. He was the most profound touch in my life. Before Ruier, I thought he would be the man I loved the most in my life. But then I Married to Nan Xiaoqing."

"I'm so guilty. I promised to be his bride. I hate the heavens, but I hate myself even more. I messed up everything. I cruelly severed my relationship with Nalan, and I will no longer contact you. He also refused all contact with him. I left, so far away from him. But I will miss him until the night and wake up with heartache."

"I thought I would never step into the Mu Dynasty again, but I really want to see Mu Yunhe, my younger brother who has never been masked. But playing here is the heaviest pain. My Nalan was in that year, when I was most embarrassed and desperate. He came back to me when I was there. He shielded me from the wind and rain, kept silent, he was by my side, and he said, 'Aya, I will never leave you, I can't bear another five years. Pain, lovesickness for five years, piercing my heart every night!'”

"On that day, I realized that my heart that had been dusty for five years was not without feelings, or that I had forgotten it long ago. I just missed it so much that I would no longer miss it. But his arrival did not bring happiness, but was caused by me. Focusing on too much pain and suffering, I watched a good man become inhuman and ghost for me. I also became insensitive, but I love him, even if I don’t say it, I know he understands. I It's just that after losing Rui'er, I have forgotten how to love..."

Murong Xianchen listened quietly, letting tears fall, and Mu Qingya's calm tone and gradually fading breathing made people collapse to the extreme.Rao is such a calm person like Luo Zhiheng, hearing this can't help but feel a heavy chest.

Mu Qingya's doctor had too many tragedies. She had no choice and was powerless to resist. She gradually went crazy. Isn't it a kind of rebellion against fate?

"Sister, I know what Nalan wanted to say to me before he died. Although he couldn't say it, I just knew that he wanted to say..." Mu Qingya struggled to look at Nalan who was lying quietly on the bed, eyes dripping After the last stream of tears, even the tears turned bright red, and blood flowed from the corner of her eyes: "He wants to say 'I don't regret it', he wants to tell me that he loves me and doesn't regret it, he doesn't regret staying by my side !"

Luo Zhiheng closed her eyes abruptly, and Murong Xianchen's suppressed crying broke out instantly.

"The two people I love the most in my life are by my side at this moment. My life is finally complete. Sister, this is the happiest moment in my life. Because I can watch the man I love die in my favorite place. No one will be happier than me, right?" Mu Qingya's eyes seemed to brighten up, but the two of them knew that Mu Qingya, who was bleeding blood and tears, could no longer see anything.

"Yes! My Qingya has always been happy, and she will definitely be the happiest person!" Murong Xianchen broke down and hugged Mu Qingya tightly, tears bursting into tears.

With trembling hands, Mu Qingya slowly took out a black porcelain bottle from her waist, and held it tremblingly towards Luo Zhiheng. She couldn't see it, but she smiled strangely and hurt in Luo Zhiheng's direction, as if with inexplicable emotions, Her raised hand seemed to be expressing some last words, but before Luo Zhiheng could take the porcelain bottle, Mu Qingya's hand and the porcelain bottle fell to the ground suddenly.

The back of her pale hand flicked twice on the ground, and then stopped moving again.Her face turned towards Nalan, the last tears of blood from the corners of her eyes fell on her sister's palm.

Mu Qingya, die!34 years old.

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