Emperor Chu quietly looked at Mo Quyang's wide eyes, full of reluctance and anger, and blood kept sliding down from his mouth, stinging Emperor Chu's eyes.

Sadness is like a weed, growing wildly in his heart.

Forget it.

Forget it.

Since Mo Quyang is dead, why should he make things difficult for the orphanage and widow?

Emperor Chu turned around and was about to give an order, but suddenly his feet became soft and he fainted.

"Emperor! Emperor!"

Everyone was in a mess and sent the emperor back with all their might.

After Mo Quyang's death, the Mo family tree fell and scattered...

The emperor was unconscious and the second prince Chu Zhi was regent. The first person to be blamed was to copy Mo's family.

As soon as Mo Quyang died, Mrs. Mo was found to hang herself in the room. It was discovered by Mo Qinghan...

That day, my mother was wearing the costume of a first-class lady, and her body was hanging in the air. If a bloody day of the setting sun that would never sink, Mo Qinghan sat quietly in the room without moving, and there was no tears in her eyes.

In her hand was her mother's last letter, which said that Mo Qinghan should be sad. The direction Mo Quyang chose, whether it was the right way or the wrong way, she would not regret moving forward with him. Success or failure, she would stand by his side, because they were husband and wife, and she loved him deeply, so she wanted to maintain his last face and not shame him.

Even if you die, you must have dignity.

Mrs. Mo told Mo Qinghan not to give up. She was not a flower in the greenhouse, but a tenacious and tough bamboo that could withstand all the hardships in the world.

She asked her to live well with their wishes...

As long as people don’t die, there is still hope.

It was not until the Zuo Duwei, who was responsible for the search of the house, took Mo Qinghan away, that tears came from the corners of her eyes...

Mother, Dad, I will never give up my life easily.

I promise……

...

It was late at night and the people were quiet, so Suzhi finally set foot in this prosperous and withered mansion. The place where the lights were supposed to be dim, and only the moonlight was lit. He looked back for a week, but he did not feel happy to get avenge.

On the contrary, the continuous, heavy, gloomy and cold breath was swallowing his five senses little by little.

He felt cold.

How many years have passed?

When his family was broken when he was young, he actually came to him again.

There was no laughter from that person in this room anymore, and even the temperature and color disappeared from here.

He finally turned this piece of home she remembered into the home he remembered.

"Brother Ling."

The sound of brother made Ling Suzhi shrink his heart fiercely, and a flame that he hadn't noticed was ignited in his eyes. He quickly turned around and appeared in front of him, but the face that made him warm.

A woman is beautiful. In the bright moonlight, if an elf who accidentally enters the mortal world, even if she is combed in the woman's bun, it will not affect her at all.

Such Feng Qingge made the former Ling Suzhi feel excited, and at this moment, he was surprised by the deep fatigue after the past.

"Why are you here?"

"You want to save her?"

The two of them are tacitly aware of who she is.

After Mo Quyang was sentenced to death, Mo Qinghan was sentenced to death, but he was finally sent to the Jiaofang, which naturally had Ling Suzhi's work.

He had arranged for someone to secretly protect Mo Qinghan. After the sacrificial sensation passed, he designed to ask her to pretend to die and take her out of the church.

Although she could not give her the position of her wife, he promised that she would protect her in this life.

Facing Feng Qingge's eyes, Su Zhi said firmly: "Yes."
Chapter completed!