The Queen of Gossip

Su Wanqing looked at him quietly and said, "Why did I die?"

Luo Mingxuan probably thought he was in a dream, and said: "It was your adoptive father, he forced you into the sea, you jumped in, I searched for a long time but couldn't find it..."

After hearing this, Su Wanqing began to have a different view of the lord.

"What about you, did you force me?"

Luo Mingxuan's eyes flickered, deep blue eyes were filled with deep self-blame, and he murmured: "I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have gone to inform you, I thought you would turn around, if there was no such man, we... ..."

"You killed my husband?" Su Wanqing's eyes widened with a stern look.

"No—don't ask—" Luo Mingxuan lowered his head, tears running down his cheeks.

He was in great pain, and the scars hidden deep in his heart were bloody uncovered again.

"Then do you love Wan Qing? Does she look so much like me?"

After Su Wanqing asked, her heart skipped a beat.

"Qingqing looks so much like you, I have no way not to love her, her temperament is so cute, exactly the same as you when you were young, I'm sorry, I have no way not to love her..."

Luo Mingxuan said "I have no way not to love her" over and over again, his whole body seemed to be paralyzed.

Looking at the man in front of her, Su Wanqing suddenly felt sad, she stretched out her hand, stroked his head, and sighed: "What you are chasing is just a shadow, let her go, let yourself go too."

"Jiuzi, you don't understand. After chasing shadows for a long time, you often forget your original intention. I——I have no way to stop."

"Then do you still love me? Do you love Jiuzi?" Su Wanqing asked.

"I—" Luo Mingxuan hesitated.

"If I hadn't died and I had changed my appearance, would you still love me?" Su Wanqing asked more and more eagerly.

Luo Mingxuan let out a long sigh, turned over and lay beside Su Wanqing, closed his eyes, and said, "Ninth Son, we've already passed."

Su Wanqing felt a great sense of sadness in her heart. She originally thought that her mother and Luo Mingxuan could settle down and continue this unfinished relationship.

"In my eyes, there is only Qingqing." His voice became softer and his breathing became longer and longer, "Only... Qingqing..."

Seeing Luo Mingxuan who was gradually falling asleep, Su Wanqing half sat up, pulled the cup away, covered him, and got off the bed lightly.

He was quiet in his sleep and not aggressive at all.What made Su Wanqing feel even more heartwarming was that he didn't do anything to himself according to his mother's idea.

She originally thought that she was just a substitute for Luo Mingxuan chasing the goddess' shadow.

He pushed open the bedroom door and closed it carefully.

Su Wanqing returned to her room, took off her heavy kimono, loosened her hair, and took a shower in the bathroom.

Mom, you are wrong, he is not that kind of person at all.

After taking a bath, Su Wanqing wiped her hair with a dry towel, went to the bedside, and saw the mobile phone on the table, shining brightly.

There was a missed call from Luo Xichen.

The corners of her lips unconsciously raised a faint smile. If there is anything worthy of her smile in this dirty world, it is only him.

"Hello? Xichen, what are you doing?"

"I was thinking about you, what did you do just now, and I recruited it truthfully."

"Take a shower."

"Okay, I forgive you." Luo Xichen's voice was full of joy, "Tell me, do you miss me?" Su Wanqing looked at him quietly and said, "Why did I die?"

Luo Mingxuan probably thought he was in a dream, and said: "It was your adoptive father, he forced you into the sea, you jumped in, I searched for a long time but couldn't find it..."

After hearing this, Su Wanqing began to have a different view of the lord.

"What about you, did you force me?"

Luo Mingxuan's eyes flickered, deep blue eyes were filled with deep self-blame, and he murmured: "I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have gone to inform you, I thought you would turn around, if there was no such man, we... ..."

"You killed my husband?" Su Wanqing's eyes widened with a stern look.

"No—don't ask—" Luo Mingxuan lowered his head, tears running down his cheeks.

He was in great pain, and the scars hidden deep in his heart were bloody uncovered again.

"Then do you love Wan Qing? Does she look so much like me?"

After Su Wanqing asked, her heart skipped a beat.

"Qingqing looks so much like you, I have no way not to love her, her temperament is so cute, exactly the same as you when you were young, I'm sorry, I have no way not to love her..."

Luo Mingxuan said "I have no way not to love her" over and over again, his whole body seemed to be paralyzed.

Looking at the man in front of her, Su Wanqing suddenly felt sad, she stretched out her hand, stroked his head, and sighed: "What you are chasing is just a shadow, let her go, let yourself go too."

"Jiuzi, you don't understand. After chasing shadows for a long time, you often forget your original intention. I——I have no way to stop."

"Then do you still love me? Do you love Jiuzi?" Su Wanqing asked.

"I—" Luo Mingxuan hesitated.

"If I hadn't died and I had changed my appearance, would you still love me?" Su Wanqing asked more and more eagerly.

Luo Mingxuan let out a long sigh, turned over and lay beside Su Wanqing, closed his eyes, and said, "Ninth Son, we've already passed."

Su Wanqing felt a great sense of sadness in her heart. She originally thought that her mother and Luo Mingxuan could settle down and continue this unfinished relationship.

"In my eyes, there is only Qingqing." His voice became softer and his breathing became longer and longer, "Only... Qingqing..."

Seeing Luo Mingxuan who was gradually falling asleep, Su Wanqing half sat up, pulled the cup away, covered him, and got off the bed lightly.

He was quiet in his sleep and not aggressive at all.What made Su Wanqing feel even more heartwarming was that he didn't do anything to himself according to his mother's idea.

She originally thought that she was just a substitute for Luo Mingxuan chasing the goddess' shadow.

He pushed open the bedroom door and closed it carefully.

Su Wanqing returned to her room, took off her heavy kimono, loosened her hair, and took a shower in the bathroom.

Mom, you are wrong, he is not that kind of person at all.

After taking a bath, Su Wanqing wiped her hair with a dry towel, went to the bedside, and saw the mobile phone on the table, shining brightly.

There was a missed call from Luo Xichen.

The corners of her lips unconsciously raised a faint smile. If there is anything worthy of her smile in this dirty world, it is only him.

"Hello? Xichen, what are you doing?"

"I was thinking about you, what did you do just now, and I recruited it truthfully."

"Take a shower."

"Okay, I forgive you." Luo Xichen's voice was full of joy, "Tell me, do you miss me?"