After I was reborn, I divorced my husband

Chapter 131 I buried her

"where is she."

Lan Qingyue sat down opposite him, and the maid immediately served hot tea. He took two sips of tea slowly, then looked at Mo Xuanyu, smiled and said, "She, which one?"

Mo Xuanyu pursed her lips tightly, and said in a cold voice, "Mu Lingyue."

"Oh... so it was her."

The corner of Lan Qingyue's lips curled up into a meaningful smile, "I buried her, why, the fourth brother has to go to her grave?"

"Brother, I know you have saved her."

Mo Xuanyu's voice was always cold, without the slightest emotion in his tone, no one could hear even the slightest wave.

The wind slowly blew onto his face along the open window, lifting a few strands of hair on his forehead, his black jade-like eyes were fixed on Lan Qingyue, and his body remained motionless.

Lan Qingyue sighed softly, and said slowly, "Since you already know that I saved her, why don't you continue to find out where she is now, I believe fourth brother, you have the ability."

Mo Xuanyu frowned, "Brother, I have no other intentions, I just want to know her current situation."

Lan Qingyue smiled, and stared at him with deep meaning in her eyes, "Fourth brother seems to have never cared about any woman so much... have you taken a fancy to that girl?"

Mo Xuanyu was taken aback, and stood up, with obvious anger in his eyes, he said angrily, "Brother, don't talk nonsense."

"No, no, what are you so excited about?"

Lan Qingyue spread her hands, as if she thought he was boring, and sighed helplessly, "If my fourth brother said that you fell in love with her, I would tell you the news about her. Since you don't If you like her, why should you care whether she is alive or dead, you came here today to ask about another woman, Xue Rou will be upset if she finds out."

Mo Xuanyu squinted at him, and said with a hint of anger in his cold tone, "Since the elder brother refuses to say anything, then I won't bother you."

With that said, he turned around to leave.

Lan Qingyue didn't say a word, and watched him leave with a sneer.

"Your Highness, why didn't you tell him..."

Mo Nu looked puzzled and couldn't help asking.

"Prepare hot water, the king wants to take a bath."

Lan Qingyue didn't answer Mo Nu's words, she got up and went to the inner room.

He was lying on the bed, and the bet that Mo Yan made with him appeared in his mind.

He didn't care much at first, but now. . .

The corners of his lips raised slightly, and he smiled and said to himself, "Mu Lingyue, I will definitely make you fall in love with me."

midnight--
Mu Lingyue woke up again from her dream.

Still that dream.

There is still a woman in red in the dream.

The man raised the sword in his hand and stabbed deeply into the woman's chest.

The woman in red fell on the snow, blood staining the snow under her body.

She panted heavily, feeling a little difficult to breathe.

There was a dull pain in his chest, as if he had been stabbed with a sword.

She was awakened by the pain, the sharp sword plunged into her chest, the pain at that moment was so real, so real that she couldn't tell whether it was a dream or reality for a while.

Weird, so weird.

She had never had such a dream before.

And I have never had the same dream over and over again.

But ever since she saw those images in the bronze mirror that day, it was as if she had been cast by a spell, and those images always reappeared in her dreams.

(End of this chapter)