Wife Hua

Chapter 153
Mr. Meng was about to put his neck into the hemp rope hanging on the beam of the house, when the blocked door was kicked open by Mu Hua, Mr. Meng looked over, his eyes flickered, Miss Mu's kick was really handsome.

He couldn't wait for that kick to kick himself.

As for what Mu Hua said about not seeing her in the next life, he didn't take it to heart at all. He didn't intend to die anyway, but he heard that Mu Hua had arrived, so he took this opportunity to force his grandmother so that the marriage could be settled as soon as possible.

By the way, he also proved to Miss Mu how sincere his feelings are, and he even gave up his life to marry Mu Hua.

Mr. Meng was a little moved by his determination and sincerity.

The door of the room was barely hanging, and Mu Hua stood at the door, her figure was tall against the light, her beautiful eyes were like a piece of clear obsidian, she was extremely energetic, her eyelashes were like thick fans, blinking and blinking, as if they could touch people's hearts .

Mr. Meng stared at Mu Hua in a daze.

"You want to die?!" Mu Hua asked.

Mr. Meng didn't respond at all, he was still dumbfounded.

Mu Hua looked at the boy who prevented Mr. Meng from hanging himself, "Is there something wrong with your master's mind?"

The boy bowed his head silently.

"I asked you if you wanted to die?"

"...I would rather die if I didn't marry you."

Mr. Meng's voice was loud and powerful.

Mu Hua smiled and said: "I understand." She nodded in understanding, and then she suddenly stepped forward, jumped up, and jumped directly onto the table where Mr. Meng was standing.

When she approached suddenly, Mr. Meng lost his focus, his heart skipped a beat, and at the same time, he felt a dull daze on his neck, and an inexplicable sense of fear.

"Do you know what it feels like to die?"

Mu Hua spoke slowly, like an oriole's voice but with a coldness, Mr. Meng shrank his neck.

"When you die, your soul is empty, you can't see people or things, it's dark, you're alone in a cold environment, no one can talk to you, and you can't hear anything."

"When death comes, you just feel like you haven't lived enough and nobody in the world matters anymore."

When Mu Hua died in battle, although she had no regrets, when death really came, she still felt regretful and eager to continue living.

"The hanged person will have a long tongue sticking out because of the strangle mark on the neck."

Mu Hua's words had already made Mr. Meng's hairs stand on end. He dodged the hemp rope intentionally or unintentionally, and suddenly he screamed, "Miss Mu, what do you want to do?"

His neck was already pinched by Mu Hua's hand, and Mu Hua's bright face was still in front of him, but at this moment he felt that Mu Hua was very dangerous.

"It is said in the Sutra that those who commit suicide will be sentenced to serious crimes when they go to the underworld. They despise their own lives and live up to the gift of reincarnation. Yama and ghosts will replace those who kill God to teach them to commit suicide."

"Moreover, it is very difficult for people who commit suicide to be reincarnated as humans. After being punished, they are often beaten into animals, and they can only be animals in the future, driven and hunted by humans."

Mr. Meng's face was like gold paper, he stuttered and said: "Miss Mu..."

"Seeing that you love me, I really can't bear to let you fall into the path of six animals in your next life." Mu Hua said in a very soft voice, "I'll send you on your way. Anyway, it's a fact that you committed suicide. Even if you go to the yamen, I can do it." acquitted."

Mu Hua exerted force with her hand, forcing Mr. Meng to move his neck to the hanging rope, "Don't be afraid, you should experience the feeling of death."

Mr. Meng couldn't break free from Mu Hua even though he tried his best. When he felt the lines of the hemp rope on his neck, he waved his arms and struggled, "Miss Mu, you are deliberately scaring me, right?"

There was a hint of expectation in the words, and Mr. Meng felt that this might be a test for him by Mu Hua.

"It must be to scare me on purpose!"

In response to Mr. Meng, Mu Hua smiled lightly, "You can try if I will scare you." Rudely stuffing Mr. Meng's head into the collar, Mu Hua kicked and stepped on the ground with force. Chairs under the feet of the two.

Mu Hua fell lightly on the ground alone, while Mr. Meng's body was hanging in the air, his body swaying.

The servants and servants on the side were all frightened, their minds went blank, and no one could think of saving the young master.

Mr. Meng felt it was difficult to breathe, and opened his mouth wide, "Ah, ah."

He didn't want to die, but he couldn't say anything except ah.

I have already forgotten the meaning of admiration for Mu Hua in my mind, and only one thought is who will save him.

Just as he was about to fall into the darkness, he heard a familiar voice, "Miss Mu, let go of my husband, you can't treat him like this."

Is it his wife?
Mu Hua said coldly: "He doesn't even recognize you as his wife anymore. He made a fuss about reconciling with you because of a woman he doesn't understand and doesn't understand her temperament. He doesn't care about your company for many years. Such a man deserves to die. You You even pleaded for him?"

Mrs. Meng bit her lip. Although she was nervous, she knew that Miss Mu was a kind person and got along well with the old lady. It was absolutely impossible for Mr. Meng to hang himself like this.

Accusing her is more like giving her a chance to prove to Mr. Meng that she still has feelings for him. No matter what Mr. Meng did wrong, she will forgive him.

"He is my husband-in-law after all." Young Mistress Meng said with tears in her eyes, "Even if he is wrong, he is not worthy of death. From now on... I will explain it to him slowly in the future."

Mu Hua twitched the corner of her mouth, but she didn't stop Mrs. Meng from rushing to Mr. Meng's side.

Mrs. Meng hugged Mr. Meng's legs with both hands, and tried her best to put him down. Even if she couldn't, she still wanted to keep Mr. Meng's neck from being strangled by the rope.

Mr. Meng's dim eyes looked at the woman below him, as if he had never noticed the strength and brightness in those soft eyes.

Mu Hua raised her hand and shot the sleeve arrow, and when the two arrows collided, the hemp rope broke, and Mr. Meng's body fell suddenly, and he and Mrs. Meng fell together. Their limbs were entangled, and it was difficult to separate.

"Do you still want to die now?"

"……Do not."

Mr. Meng was breathing heavily, the fear of dying just now remained in his bones, and he shrank away from his wife.

Mu Hua asked with a smile, "Do you still want to marry me?"

Mr. Meng shook his head repeatedly. In the past, his wife was submissive and boring, while Mu Hua was bright and charming, but now he finds that a submissive wife is better.

"You already have a lot. Cherish the people in front of you and the happiness in this life. People who don't know how to treasure will never be able to become a man in a family."

Mu Hua turned and left, her back was still unrestrained, as if she had only done an insignificant thing, Mrs. Meng's gentle eyes flashed a touch of determination, and Mr. Meng let out a sigh of relief, and the voice of Mrs. Meng came from the door , "I said earlier, Mu girl is not something you can subdue."

"grandmother……"

Young Master Meng struggled to stand up, but his legs were weak, but Young Mistress Meng did not help him up like in the past, and stood aside a little indifferently.

Old lady Meng still felt sorry for her grandson, "If you can't marry her, if you can't even make girl Mu look at you, I'll be ashamed of you."

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(End of this chapter)