The concubine is so charming

Chapter 1108 Don't Be Stupid
Facing Shang Mu Cixiu's gaze, Su Yao only felt that the temperature inside was very hot, as if it could burn people.

She remained silent on the spot, not knowing what to say, Mu Cixiu had done too much, which made her at a loss for a while.

"Yao'er..." Mu Cixiu called her name softly, his tone extremely gentle.

After a long while, Su Yao said softly: "I never liked you from the beginning to the end, why do you do all this?"

"Yao Er, do you still hate me now?"

Su Yao pursed her lips lightly. She really hated Mu Cixiu at the beginning, but so many years have passed, and time has already diluted the past feelings countless times:

"At the beginning, when I heard the news of your death in Jiangnan, I forgot about you. Since I forgot about you, I naturally don't hate you."

"Yao'er said before that we were enemies, that the Rongwang Mansion harmed your relatives and your husband. The rest of the Rongwang Mansion is gone. I paid back your hatred. Considering King Rong's scheming against Chu Feiyan back then, plus the fact that he died once, it can be regarded as the end of both grievances and grievances."

Su Yao was silent for a moment and asked, "How did you survive?"

"At the beginning, the poison of the poisonous feather broke out violently. I also thought that after I closed my eyes, I would die forever and would never see you again. It was my maid Jinhua who found the people from Nanjiang and used the poisonous poison to help me suppress the poison for the time being. , abruptly snatched back a life. I have only come into contact with Southern Border since then, and have follow-up arrangements."

"I see."

Mu Cixiu coughed again, breathing harder and harder each time: "Yao Er, aren't we considered enemies anymore?"

Su Yao's eyes were extremely complicated, and after a while, he nodded his head: "Since you are still alive, but you have never plotted against me and my relatives, our previous grievances have been eliminated."

Mu Cixiu slightly raised the corners of his lips, his smile was extremely fragile: "That's great..."

"Is there still hatred, is it important to you?"

"Important. I have read a lot of Buddhist scriptures. It is said that the grievances and hatreds in this life will be brought to the next life. I don't understand love in this life. I missed you. In the next life, I don't ask you to treat me differently. I just hope You can treat me as a stranger, so that when I pursue you again, at least I won't be prejudiced by you."

Su Yao blinked his eyes lightly, only to feel that his eye sockets became more and more sore: "It's not necessary."

"Yao'er, I have also placed a man on the side of the Shen family."

"Who?"

"Shen Yi, the younger brother of the Patriarch of the Shen family."

"Is he yours?"

"Yes, I just want him to protect you and never interfere with anything else."

"No wonder, after returning to Kyoto from the Huhe Tribe, even if his illness was cured, he always looked weird."

"Yao'er, do you know how happy I was when I heard that you allowed Shen Ci to play with your children?"

Su Yao frowned, and couldn't help but thump in his heart: "What's your relationship with Shen Ci?"

"It doesn't matter."

"Then why is his appearance so similar to yours?"

"I do not know either."

Su Yao looked at Mu Cixiu carefully, as if trying to judge the truth of his words.

Mu Cixiu looked back gently: "Yaoer, what I said is the truth, I didn't lie to you. I am very grateful in my heart, thankful that Shen Ci's appearance is so similar to mine, so that I can know that the Su Yao I like is What a gentle person. You didn't involve innocent people because of your hatred for me. "

"You tell me this, aren't you afraid that I will get rid of the Shen family?"

"As long as the Shen family is innocent, you won't kill innocent people indiscriminately."

"Have you finished?" Su Yao's voice was cold, "I'm leaving now. My husband and child are still waiting for me outside."

"Yao'er, I'm about to die, can't you be gentle with me? Your words are like knives, piercing people's hearts, and it really hurts badly."

"If I'm alone, it's okay to be gentle with you. But I've already married, I have a husband and children, and I'm gentle with you. This knife will be stuck on them." Su Yao turned around and slowly turned to you after finishing speaking. go outside.

Mu Cixiu coughed uncontrollably, and finally couldn't stop spitting out a mouthful of blood. The blood stained the front of his clothes, leaving some bright red marks on the snow-white clothes:

"I once planted a garden full of roses for you... the color is extremely bright, red like blood... I once built a butterfly garden for you, attracting many butterflies to come, but until the garden was leveled Well, you've never seen..."

Su Yao stopped in his tracks and suppressed the watery look in his eyes: "Since you already understand love, then in the next life, you should find someone who likes you, and don't like someone who you belong to." , such days are too bitter."

"I don't want to like others, I still want to like you."

"When I went underground, crossed the Naihe Bridge, and drank Mengpo soup, I forgot all my past."

"No, I invited the most famous monk in the south of the Yangtze River to pray for me for 49 days. I don't want to be safe and happy in the next life, but I just want to remember one person."

"Are you a fool? It costs a lot of money to invite those eminent monks to chant scriptures for so long..." Su Yao turned his back to Mu Cixiu, tears still streaming down slowly.

"It's pretty silly, but I'm happy in my heart." Mu Cixiu's mouth was bleeding more and more, and his eyes gradually became flickering.

"You...do you have any other wishes?"

"I wish the world is peaceful, the world is peaceful, and everything in the world is at your feet. I wish...you will have no worries, joy and peace in this life, and you will grow old hand in hand with the one you love!"

When Mu Cixiu finished speaking, his voice became lower and lower.

Su Yao just felt very uncomfortable in his heart: "Apart from me, don't you think about yourself?"

The voice fell, but there was no response for a long time.

"Mu Cixiu?"

Su Yao turned around sharply, and Mu Cixiu was already sitting in a wheelchair, with his head tilted slightly, his expression calm and silent...

The corners of his lips and the front of his clothes were covered with blood, but he was holding the handkerchief that Su Yao handed him. The handkerchief was clean and not stained with any blood...

Su Yao burst into tears instantly, she walked over and stood there for a long time in a daze:
"Fool, you talk about the afterlife, but I have already promised the afterlife to the Prime Minister, and I dare not promise it to you again, so don't like me so stupidly, why don't you like a girl with a soft and kind heart? "

The autumn wind blew by, bringing with it leaves, and one of them just landed on Mu Cixiu's shoulder.

Su Yao stretched out his hand and brushed off the leaf: "I'll go and invite the most famous eminent monks in the south of the Yangtze River, and let them pray for you for another 49 days, for your afterlife, and ask for a good girl who only sees you... "

Don't wait foolishly...

The autumn wind was stronger, and the leaves fell more, and the whole Rongwang Mansion seemed to have become much more bleak all of a sudden.

(End of this chapter)