Longevity begins with a negative heart

Shuhua looked at Murong Hao's outstretched hand in silence.

Murong Hao tried to pull her: "Xiao Shu, listen to my explanation..."

He was calm on the surface, but he was actually trembling. His hands were wet and his voice was hoarse, "Xiao Shu, listen to me, it's not exactly what they said."

Shuhua slammed his hand away with force.

She looked at him and asked sternly: "How did Afu die? Did you hunt down Mu Yusheng? Did you commit regicide?"

Murong Hao lowered his eyes, looked at his hand that was thrown away, and said slowly: "I said it wasn't me, would you believe it?"

Shuhua definitely didn't believe it, but she had a faint hope that he just deceived her and didn't hurt so many people.

"Look, you don't believe it, so I don't need to explain anything. The winner is the king, the loser is the bandit, it's that simple."

Murong Hao raised his right hand, raised his index finger, and pushed it down hard.

A cold light flew out from behind him and stabbed Mu Yusheng.

Shuhua grabbed the stool and jumped up, using all his strength to deflect the cold light.

The cold light hit the wall and made a big hole.

A strong wind swept through, and countless rose petals smashed into the room, nailing into the furniture and the ground like sharp arrows.

This was the terrifying power belonging to the monks, and it successfully intimidated everyone present.

Murong Hao reached out to Shuhua again: "Come here, otherwise it won't be so easy next time."

Mu Yusheng stepped forward and stood between the two of them.

His meaning was very clear, that is, he did not want Shuhua to be coerced because of him, and he was not afraid of death.

Murong Hao looked at this thin, pale mute, and the jealousy and hatred he had held in for a long time burst out.

But he didn't take action against Mu Yu. He just looked at Shuhua with a smile: "Xiao Shu, look..."

The fifth prince suddenly let out a scream of terror and instantly turned into a squirming pile of rotten flesh. After struggling painfully on the ground for a moment, it turned into blood.

Shuhua's face turned pale.

She never knew that people could die so tragically and horribly.

"You see, if I want someone to die, it's very easy. The key is whether I want it or not."

Murong Hao continued to stretch out his hands persistently and said gently: "Behave, I don't want to scare my parents-in-law. The old man is old and can't bear it."

Shuhua's tears fell.

She knew that Murong Hao was telling the truth.

A hundred of her combined would not be his opponent.

She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid that her elderly parents will be tortured.

Murong Hao knew where her weakness was.

"Come here, Xiao Shu, I don't want to hurt you, I don't want to kill anyone, as long as you say a word, no, you don't need to speak, as long as you take a small step forward, everyone can live as well as before."

Murong Hao said softly: "My parents-in-law can live happily in their old age, the old servants in your house can be safe, and even this person..."

He pointed at Mu Yusheng and gritted his teeth: "Even this person can live safely. I swear."

Shuhua staggered a step forward.

Mu Yusheng grabbed her sleeve hard.

Shuhua forcefully opened his hand, tears rolled down her face, and her voice was inaudible: "Live well!"

Mu Yusheng trembled uncontrollably, and his lifeless eyes finally came to life.

Doesn't she hate him for helping others deceive her and bring her to this point?She still wants him to live well?
For the first time in his life, he finally dared to look at Shuhua openly.

His eyes were intense and frank, as bright as stars.

He looked at her as if she were a goddess in the sky, aloof, compassionate to all living beings, and incomparably beautiful.

Murong Hao picked up Shu Hua, hid the whole body in his cloak so that no one could see her, and strode away.

Mu Yusheng turned around and left slowly. He would try his best to survive and spend the rest of his life to atone for his sins.

Murong Hao came on horseback. He grabbed Shuhua's waist with force, took her on the horse, and held her tightly in his arms, protecting her tightly with his iron arms.

Shuhua stopped crying a long time ago. She stared ahead silently, her lips pursed tightly, and her expression was determined and cold.

She is even more scary like this.

Murong Hao tried his best to get her close to him, but she always tried her best to keep her distance from him.

This subtle confrontation and coldness, the two people knew each other well.

With the palace in sight, Shuhua grabbed the reins of the horse with his backhand and stopped the horse.

She raised her head and stared at the tall and majestic palace door, and said quietly: "Once you enter, you will never come out again, right?"

Murong Hao licked his dry and cracked lips, tried hard to smile, and returned to his normal tone: "Don't think too much, as long as we live a good life, we can come and go freely."

As long as she forgets what happened before, forgives him, and continues to love him, she will have more freedom.

Shuhua responded with silence.

Murong Hao also fell silent. He shook the reins and led Shu Hua into the palace gate.

There was a "creak" sound, and the heavy palace door was closed behind them.

Shuhua jumped off his horse and strode forward.

She saw a newly built building, which was taller than all the buildings in the palace. It was magnificent, beautiful and ingenious, with a big plaque saying "Star-Zhaining Building".

It was written by Murong Hao himself.

She stopped and watched, remembering that the female official had said that Murong Hao was building a new palace and wanted to surprise her on her wedding day.

Murong Hao followed up and said cautiously: "This is specially prepared for you. You can reach out and reach for the stars. You can also overlook the mountains, rivers, wheat waves, sunset and rising sun. Go in and see if you like it?"

Shuhua turned around and left.

Murong Hao couldn't bear it any longer, so he grabbed her wrist and lowered his voice: "What will it take for you to forgive me? Didn't you say that you won't dislike me just because I can't write poetry? Didn't you say that my ability to govern a country is important to me?" Is he a great talent? Why can’t he do it now?”

Shuhua also couldn't bear it: "The ability to govern a country does not include killing innocent people indiscriminately for one's own selfish interests."

"That's not my fault! They forced me to do it! Who would want to kill someone if they could?!"

Murong Hao dragged her into the Zhaixing Building and pressed her tightly: "All I want in my life is to be with you, but they always come to cause trouble!"

"My father made me the crown prince because you like me. You fall in love with me because of my poetry, but he wants me to admit that I have no poetry talent to prevent you from liking me."

A trace of hatred flashed in his eyes: "I may not be the prince, but I can't live without you! Anyone who wants to separate us is not a good person and deserves to die!"

Shuhua knew that he had an obsession, but he didn't know how deep it was.

She looked at him and asked: "As long as we can be together, don't other people's lives, the position of the prince, and the world of Guo country matter?"

"Yes, it doesn't matter. As long as you truly love me, I can give you the entire Guo Kingdom."

Murong Hao knelt down, hugged Shuhua's knees, looked up at her, and begged softly.

"Xiao Shu, don't dislike me or dislike me because I have no poetic talent, okay? Xiao Shu, I really can't live without you. I beg you, give me another chance..."

I'm tired and my whole body hurts, so I only have one picture