Every day, it is common to beat Mo Qinghan and insult him.

"It's all the daughters of you, the criminal! If it weren't for Mo Quyang's despicable and shameless, scheming Dragon Emperor who had ruined the late emperor and asked the late emperor to return westward, how could our lives be so sad?"

"I beat you to death!"

"Bow you to death!!!"

Mo Qinghan has been fond of since childhood and has suffered a little bit of pain. Now she feels that her soul is about to leave her body, cold, hunger, pain, illness... Everything is like a torrent, which can swallow her at any time and pull her into the abyss trap.

And from beginning to end, Mo Qinghan only remembers a little bit...

She wants to survive!

Live!

She can't die...

...

Ling Suzhi suddenly felt his heart twitching and woke up from the couch with sweat all over. He gasped heavily and shouted: "Come here!"

"Yes, sir!"

"Go to the teaching house."

"Now?" The guard was blindly shocked, "It's late at night, and it's time for the whole country to die again. I'm afraid it's inappropriate, sir..."

"Stop talking nonsense, go and arrange it!"

As the trusted confidant of the new emperor, Ling Suzhi has a considerable power, but at this time, the foundation of the new emperor is unstable and requires one step at a time, be careful and cautious, so Ling Suzhi has always been a low-key, restrained, gentle and polite person.

But at this moment, his eyes were scarlet and his expression was terrifying, so scared that the guards dared not say a word.

Ling Suzhi rushed to the Jiaofang with a little dress, but before stepping in, he became cowardly.

What if... she is not doing well?

What if... she hates his indifferent and righteousness?

What if...she no longer cared about him?

Ling Su Zhidun stayed outside the church hall, looking at the dark buildings in a wandering and helpless manner, his heart slowly sinking...sinking...

"Sir, don't you go in?"

The guard asked carefully.

Ling Suzhi struggled for a long time and was about to take a step when a sound of horse hooves galloped.

"Sir! Sir Ling! Finally found you!"

"What's wrong?"

The visitor turned over and dismounted, knelt on one knee, and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, Beiqi suddenly launched an army! The emperor promised that you would enter the palace immediately!"

Ling Suzhi frowned and turned around almost immediately, as if he was relieved, or as if he was escaping something.

"Walk!"

"yes!"

If Su Zhi turned around at this time, or mustered up the courage to take a step and look directly at his cowardice, he could save the dying Mo Qinghan, but it was a pity that he did not dare.

He is proud, conceited, struggled, timid, and escaped... He is afraid that he will lose his fighting spirit because of Mo Qinghan, and is afraid that he will be in guilt and regret, corrupted by her tenderness and hatred.

Because he is the man of the Ling family, he has the important task of revitalizing the Ling family.

He can only move forward, move forward, keep moving forward...

She is safe here, protected by his people. As long as he reaches the core of power, he will apologize and spend his whole life... to pray for her forgiveness.

...

"puff……"

The last stick fell, Mo Qinghan's thin body suddenly pulled out for a moment, and then he fell into a limp...

"What's wrong with her?!"

"Hey! What to do! Get up quickly!"

The woman who beat the most fiercely raised her feet and kicked Mo Qinghan in the face, but she didn't move.

"Damn it, do you think we will let you go like this? Dream! Get up!"

This kick was extremely hard, but Mo Qinghan didn't even hum.

Everyone was panicked.

"No way..."

"Diet?"

"No, no, no, impossible..."

Someone trembled and reached out to touch Mo Qinghan's nose, really exhausted.

"ah!!!"
Chapter completed!