The reborn prostitute will turn the sky

Chapter 830 Unexpected Dream ([-])

Seeing Murong Cheng's pained appearance, Xiao Zhezi's face showed the pleasure of revenge. He laughed, laughed, and after a long time, he spoke again, saying: "But I didn't listen to her orders. There is a national funeral, I know you will know and will come back."

Glancing at the person lying in the coffin, Xiao Zhezi's eyes showed a bit of tenderness and pity, then he looked up at Murong Cheng, his eyes became cold again, and said: "You are the one who killed His Majesty, people like you , shouldn’t have lived.”

"You're right, I shouldn't have lived," Murong Cheng seemed to have lost his soul, kneeling on the ground with a thud, like a puppet manipulated by someone, and said dully.

Seeing Murong Cheng like this, the smile on Xiao Zhezi's face deepened, and he said: "I knew you would come, so I have been waiting for you here, and I want you to know how much suffering and pain His Majesty was when he left. The pain you gave her will be repaid ten times and a hundred times on you."

He raised the dagger again, but it was not aimed at Murong Cheng, but at himself. His eyes were desperate and cold, and he said lightly: "Do you think I will kill you? You are wrong, I will not kill you." I will kill you. On the contrary, I want to let you live and live in pain for the rest of your life. You will always remember that your majesty died because of you. Even if you die, your majesty will not look at you again. She hates you forever in this way!"

He cursed the most viciously, grinning grinningly inserted the dagger into his chest, the blood splashed all over the floor, and a few drops were sprinkled on the coffin, Xiao Zhezi closed his eyes, knelt on the ground, and gently wiped the coffin with his hands Then leaned on the coffin, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, and closed his eyes.

Murong Cheng stood there, quietly watching everything in front of him.

He closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face.

Duan Muze woke up from the chaos, he opened his eyes, a little dazed, looked at the man in front of him, he had exactly the same face as himself, he knew who it was without thinking, it was Murong Cheng.

Murong Cheng looked at him with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

"What do you mean?" Duanmuze said, with a bit of anger in his tone.

Murong Cheng chuckled lightly, and said lightly: "It's nothing interesting, I just want to return some memories to you."

After hearing this, Duan Muze just snorted coldly and said, "This is your memory, not mine."

After hearing this, Murong Cheng was not angry, but still smiled slightly, and said, "You are me, and I am you, is there any difference?"

Hearing this, Duan Muze just sneered and said: "Of course there is a difference. I am different from you. If I were you, I would never make a mess of things and let my woman die in the end. You have failed too much."

He refuted without mercy, Murong Cheng listened, but still didn't get angry, instead he nodded and said: "You are right, I have failed too much."

Murong Cheng sighed again, and said: "The worst thing I did was let go of Xiaocha's hand presumptuously. From the very beginning, I shouldn't be presumptuous to think about her. good."

He frowned, with a bit of shame in his voice, and said: "The worst thing I did was to leave her. If I had known this, I would die, and I would die in front of her. She died because of sadness and exhaustion." .”

After hearing this, Duan Muze shook his head and said, "No, the worst thing you did was not this."

Murong Cheng looked up at him with doubts in his eyes, and asked, "What is it?"

Duan Muze sneered, with sarcasm in his eyes, and said: "The worst thing you did was when she was a little bit stronger, but you didn't expand your wings in time. When she was powerless, you couldn't do anything for her." What, this is your worst mistake."

Murong Cheng was startled, and after a long while, he finally nodded and said, "You are right, this is the worst thing I did."

Looking at such a person, Duan Muze didn't have the slightest sympathy in his heart. Even though he had a great relationship with him, he still couldn't feel any pity for him.

Such a man can be described as cowardly and selfish. What he thinks is good for Xiaocha is actually just a manifestation of his incompetence.

If he were himself, he would definitely not let Wang Chenyang suffer such grievances. What hate is easier to let go than love is just deceiving himself and others. True love is to make people stronger, not to be a hindrance.

Even if she died, Duan Muze would not let go of Wang Chenyang's hand. The husband and wife should share the same acupuncture point. Even if she died, as long as Wang Chenyang had no resentment towards him, she could still live on.

"You have gone to great lengths to tell me this, but for me, I don't need this at all. The only person I want is Wang Chenyang, and only Wang Chenyang, and I will never repeat your mistakes. Won't."

He said firmly, with determination in his eyes.

Murong Cheng's heart sank slightly, and he was a little more ashamed. If he had Duan Muze's determination back then, perhaps he would not have ended in tragedy in the end.

He sighed, looked at Duanmuze, and said: "I hope, right? Life is impermanent, you should cherish it. Sometimes, once you let go, what you hold in your hand will disappear."

Duan Muze snorted coldly, and was about to say how it was possible, but his eyelids became more and more heavy, and he was drawn into the deep darkness.

"Prince, prince," two urging voices woke up Duan Muze.

Duan Muze opened his eyes, saw So Liang standing in front of him, frowned, and said, "What's the matter?"

Seeing that he woke up, Su Liang breathed a sigh of relief, and said: "It's nothing, but seeing that the sky has already dawned, but the prince hasn't moved at all, he was worried about what happened to the prince, so he woke him up."

Duan Muze let out an oh, smiled, shook his head, and said, "It's nothing."

So Liang replied yes, looked at Duanmu Ze, and suddenly said with some guilt: "Suddenly remembered that the prince has been overworked these days, and there are some tired ones. I shouldn't have woken the prince up."

Duan Muze glanced at the corpse on the bed, frowned, and said, "It won't last long."

Shu Liang followed his line of sight and saw the corpse lying quietly on the bed. Its face was covered with a layer of black air, and blue spots could be seen faintly. When you looked closely, you could see the stiff finger bones.

So Liang also frowned, and said: "If you don't do it again, I'm afraid it will be exposed."

Duan Muze lowered his eyebrows, and after thinking for a while, he said: "The queen mother is almost ready to come, now I just look at Li Qi's side."

After hearing Duanmu Ze's words, So Liang said with a smile: "Prince, what do you mean is that now everything is ready and we only owe Dongfeng?"

(End of this chapter)