The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 326 Hidden acrostic poem, only Yu is in the kite's heart!
Outside the window of the carriage, birds and birds were flying in the sky, freely, laughing and cursing at will, Mo Ziyuan smiled unconsciously, suddenly caught off guard by a sudden suffocation-like pain, and the sound of pain overflowed from the corners of her lips.

The carriage stopped with a "wheeze", Qingsong lifted the curtain and entered, seeing Mo Ziyuan's complexion was pale, with fine sweat on her forehead, she called out, "Senior Sister!" and immediately felt her pulse.

At the same time, outside the carriage, the handsome and mighty Jing Yu galloped towards him in military uniform. The moment the horse passed by, the curtain of the carriage was lifted by the wind, revealing Mo Ziyuan's beautiful and pale face. Floating down again, Mo Ziyuan, who didn't know it, was still sitting in the carriage, her face was as pale as paper, but she couldn't forget that figure in her heart.

No one ever knew that this passing miss is a lifetime.

"Junior Sister, you have to try your best to calm down, and your mood shouldn't change too much!" Gu Qingsong gave a warning after taking his pulse.

"I really don't want to die well!" Mo Ziyuan rolled her eyes strangely. From now on, even her emotions and anger should be controlled, so it would be better to die early and be reborn sooner.

Gu Qingsong shrugged and shook his head, ready to continue driving, when he saw the dust flying all over the sky, he couldn't help sighing, "The sky is going to change again!"

Gu Qingsong knew that Mo Ziyuan was very anxious, so he didn't dare to neglect, and hurried all the way to Xia Guo, it was already dusk.

As Xiao Ling's identity, she has nothing to do with Prince Rui. After thinking about it, she decided to live in Zhuyuan first to avoid meeting acquaintances.

She is dying, so why bother to make those who care about her feel sad, and let them think that she is fine.

The scenery remained the same, things changed, and Mo Ziyuan stood facing the wind in front of the bamboo garden.

The three big gilt characters of "Zi Yuanju" come into view, and the vigorous and elegant font can be seen by someone at a glance. The purple irises all over the courtyard are swaying in the wind, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Thinking of the time the two of them came here, they had promised to come back in summer.

Goldfish, where are you now?

Pushing open the bamboo door, the layout of the room is exactly the same as what I saw at the beginning, but there is an extra altar with incense burners and wax rods on it, and a memorial tablet is enshrined on it.

Suspicious in Mo Ziyuan's heart, she walked over and took a closer look, and there was actually written on it, "Daughter: Jingse's lotus seat."Father: Jing Yu, Mother: Mo Ziyuan.

In an instant, Mo Ziyuan couldn't hold back her face anymore and began to cry.

Her poor child left her before she opened her eyes to see the world. It was an untouchable wound in her heart.

It turned out that he actually set up a memorial tablet for her, and he didn't forget that he remembered the name she chose back then.

On a beautiful rosewood nine-drawer dresser, all she saw was her own.

Her pursuit of the prince's treasure.

Her booklet of 36 little things.

Purple iris bracelet!
She took a deep breath, wasn't this bracelet thrown into the koi pond by Dong Jingxuan?Could it be that he found it?But the vast pool of water is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"Sister, the prince searched alone in the koi pond all night before he found it. He didn't allow others to help, saying that it was his heart, the heart for you!"

Jing Yu, I'm sorry!That night, I said such decisive words to you, are you still mad at me?Do you still want to see me?
When she was secretly sad, Gu Qingsong who went to Prince Rui's mansion came back, and behind him was Lan Yang and the twelve princes.

Mo Ziyuan didn't want to disturb their lives, but Gu Qingsong told them about her situation.

"Sister!" Lan Yang lifted her skirt and trotted, sprinting into Mo Ziyuan's arms, tears streaming down her shoulders until her shoulders were covered with frost.

Mo Ziyuan caressed Lan Yang's hair, and said with a light smile: "Lan Yang, sister, I shouldn't change my mood too much, so don't cry!"

Lan Yang nodded sharply, wiped away her tears, and smiled wryly on her face, "Well, if Lan Yang doesn't cry, my sister will be blessed!"

The twelve princes looked at this scene from afar, eyes dimmed, and said in a low voice: "Shu's fetal image is unstable, I did not inform you of your return!"

Mo Ziyuan nodded, turned her eyes slightly, and asked hesitantly, "What about him?"

The Twelfth Prince's face tightened, "Now the battle is tense, and General Xiao is on the battlefield in command! Seventh Brother went to reward the emperor on behalf of the father. I will immediately write a letter to tell you that you are back, and he will come back as soon as possible!"

We finally missed it!will you come backOr, do you still hate me?Don't want to see me for the last time.

Mo Ziyuan nodded with difficulty, her heart ached, "Jing Xiao, don't mention my condition in your letter, just say that I'm waiting for him to come back in Zhuyuan! Also, please help me prepare some pens, ink and paper Yan, okay?"

"it is good!"

The coach is in the camp.

A soldier guard reported outside the tent, "My lord, the Twelve Princes have an urgent secret letter of [-] li, let the lord read it personally!"

"Submit it!" Bingwei carefully placed the secret letter on the handsome table.

Prince Rui glanced at it, raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer: "Isn't it because I want to visit Concubine Xing in Lenggong, and I'm in a hurry! Twelve, twelve, when will this king entrust you with important tasks!"

Among the green mountains and green waters, a solitary tomb was covered with green grass. Mo Ziyuan coughed lightly, stroked the word 'Wang Yu' on the stele, and was dazed.

Ye Xue, have you reunited with Wei Jue now?Sorry to take so long to see you, but we will meet soon.

Burying an exquisite jade bracelet in her bosom into the soil, Mo Ziyuan caressed the bracelet of purple yuan flowers on her right wrist, sighing inwardly, goldfish, Yexue's love is over, now I am just Mo Ziyuan.

will you forgive me

Time is like running water, ten days is just a snap of the fingers, they never thought that ten days would be so short, Mo Ziyuan leaned low on the window sill, silent and independent, she had been sick for the past few days, which made her already a little slender become thinner.

"Squeak!" The door was pushed open, Mo Ziyuan suddenly turned her head, and the figure of the twelve princes came into view, his eyes were gentle and tender, "Why don't you lie down and have a good rest!"

Mo Ziyuan's disappointment flashed by, and then she smiled brightly: "After death, I will sleep forever. I want to take a good look at this world in my lifetime!"

Hearing this, the Twelfth Prince couldn't hide his worry and bewilderment in his eyes. He walked up to her and comforted her: "Little girl, I've already sent a letter to Seventh Brother immediately!"

"Well, thank you, how is Sister Shu?" Mo Ziyuan managed to hold up a smile, her face was so pale that it was almost transparent, this ruined body, it is estimated that the gods cannot save it, Wei Jue's death, I am afraid that even Yexue's body will also miss it. Follow it.

Jing Yu, are you really unwilling to see me at all?

The Twelfth Prince said softly: "She is fine, don't worry!"

At this moment, Gu Qingsong stepped through the door and called out "Senior Sister!" Seeing that the Twelfth Prince was there, he bowed, "Your Highness Twelve!"

"Qingsong, is there a cure for the little girl's Gu worm?" Gu Qingsong had rushed to Xuegu a few days ago to seek the cure for the old man of Xuegu.

Qingsong shook his head, "Master can't do anything about it. Junior sister's Gu worms are wandering all over the body, and there is no fixed direction at all. I'm afraid." After speaking, he beat his chest and feet, but there was nothing he could do. He could only watch her day by day. Haggard down.

"Everything is destined, Junior Brother, Jing Xiao, don't worry about me anymore!" As soon as the words fell, Mo Ziyuan covered the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief in her slender and pale hand and coughed, "I want to rest for a while !"

The twelve princes and Gu Qingsong looked at each other, and they both said in unison: "Have a good rest!" and gently closed the door.

Mo Ziyuan unfolded the towel, and it was bright red, like a poppy flower in the dark.

Leaving the bamboo garden, the twelve princes lowered their heads and whispered, "Little girl, how long can you hold on?"

"Five days at most!" Gu Qingsong sighed, finally the master made an exception and accepted an apprentice, and he had a senior sister himself, and he was so beautiful.

Hearing the words, the Twelfth Prince clenched his fists tightly, his face was tense, his brows were full of sadness, his eyes seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, and they were so hazy, "Seventh Brother, why are you so cruel!"

Gu Qingsong added from the side: "Could it be that Prince Rui didn't see the letter at all?"

The twelve princes frowned and stared at him, before saying after a while: "I'll write a letter to General Xiao immediately!"

Qingsong nodded in agreement.

In the dark night, a slender figure shuttled under the moon.

Familiar with the family and the way, Mo Ziyuan easily slipped into the General's Mansion quietly.

Through the window lattice, I saw Mother Xiao and Bai Ningzhen teasing Yanyi and Jintong. The two little guys disappeared for a while and grew a lot taller.

Gently stroking away the tears from the corners of her eyes, before she fell down completely, she took a last look at the family who was the best to her in this other world, and unconsciously rubbed the peace talisman that Mother Xiao had asked for her in her hand, sighing inwardly.

I'm sorry, everyone, I didn't belong to this era, and now I'm finally leaving. Thank you for giving me the warmest love. Even after reincarnation, I will never forget your kindness.

After she left, the window was opened, Mother Xiao looked around, but didn't see anything, she couldn't help but smiled wryly, "Maybe I miss Linger too much, I always feel that she is by my side!"

Bai Ningzhen straightened up, and said firmly: "Mother, Linger is so eccentric, and with Mother praying for her every day, I believe Linger will be safe and sound."

Mother Xiao nodded slightly, "Ling'er is a good boy, good people will be rewarded!"

Bai Ningzhen patted Mother Xiao's hand lightly, "Mother, she has the peace talisman you asked for, everything will be fine!"

"En!" Xiao's mother relieved the knot in her heart a little after hearing the words.

After returning to the bamboo garden from the general's mansion, he felt a splitting headache, his full will gradually weakened, and he fell into a coma.

When I opened my eyes again, the sun was already high, and the headache from before I passed out last night continued unabated, my whole body was weak and weak, my body was slightly hot, and I was sweating profusely.

Seeing her wake up, Lan Yang wiped away her tears quietly, "Sister, don't you know how to go to bed if you want to go to bed? Fortunately, you are in good shape now, otherwise I would not be able to carry you up alone!"

Mo Ziyuan smiled softly: "You girl, don't you know it's cool on the ground?"

Lan Yang held back the soreness of her nose, "Really? Lan Yang will try that night too!"

"Jing Xiao, any news?" Mo Ziyuan asked casually
When Lan Yang heard this, tears welled up in her eyes, and she forced her back abruptly, "Never."

"Well, I got it! Lan Yang, my sister is powerless, can you help me go outside the courtyard to see the purple irises?" After speaking, he coughed again.

Lan Yang quickly handed her a cup of tea to comfort her back, Mo Ziyuan coughed again after drinking, a mouthful of blood spilled from her throat, all over the teacup.

Lan Yang was so frightened that tears flowed down her cheeks, and she lost her position, "Sister, sister, how are you doing?"

"I" Mo Ziyuan spoke with difficulty, coughing like a ghost haunting her, even breathing is so difficult, could it be that his life span is over?

"Bang!" The door was forcefully opened, and Gu Qingsong and the twelve princes rushed over with anxious faces.

Mo Ziyuan tried hard to stand up, but this body couldn't help her at all, "Is he still not here?"

The Twelfth Prince looked at her in a daze, and said angrily: "Little girl, don't get excited, lie down quickly and don't move, let Qingsong give you a pulse!"

Gu Qingsong stumbled and knelt in front of the bed, resting on her wrist, his eyes became more sad, and his face turned pale.

At the same time, Mo Ziyuan coughed again, and the blood in his eyes made everyone feel cold.

"Little girl!" The Twelfth Prince exclaimed in a low voice. Suddenly, feeling ominous in his heart, he raised his head and murmured, "Qingsong, how is she? You should treat her quickly. Your Highness can find any herbs you want!"

After Gu Qingsong felt his pulse, he shook his head, with tears in his eyes.

Lan Yang saw his expression, knew what he meant, her feet were unsteady, and she barely grabbed the table next to her so as not to fall to the ground
The twelve princes stepped forward one by one and held her hand, "Little girl, you must be safe, it's because I didn't take good care of you!"

Mo Ziyuan smiled lightly, "Jing Xiao, I can only be grateful to you, thank you, and take good care of Sister Shu in the future!"

The Twelfth Prince looked at her with bewildered eyes, heartbroken, and held her hand a little tighter. Although he promised on his lips, he shouted like an oath in his heart. If you dare to make trouble, I will never forgive you. He won't treat her well either.

"Lan Yang." Mo Ziyuan looked away.　
The tears in Lan Yang's eyes rolled down, and she couldn't help but fell on her chest, sobbing, "Sister, Lan Yang is here, you can't die, Lan Yang is reluctant, you are a good person, God, why are you so cruel!"

Mo Ziyuan held back the pain all over her body, "Lan Yang, God is not cruel, it has already given me a second life!"

Consciousness gradually blurred, and he seemed to see Jing Yu smiling and saying to him in a haze: "When the summer cools down, I will accompany you to watch the purple irises bloom!"

I am a bird, you are a fish, we cannot escape the arrangement of fate after all, the bird and the fish are destined not to be together! "

Slightly propped up her body and looked up at the door, she wished that his handsome figure would appear at the moment she left, and one more look at him would be enough.

Unable to bear the heavy body, he wanted to continue to sleep. This sleep may be a long sleep, and his eyes were full of his figure.Mingxiu's eyes gradually lost their luster, her bright smile faltered suddenly, she no longer had the strength to breathe, and her whole body collapsed instantly.

A tear fell from the corner of his eye.

Everyone was caught off guard, as if they had lost their souls, Gu Qingsong stepped forward, felt his pulse, bowed his head and said, "Senior Sister, let's go!"

"elder sister!"

"Little girl!"

Heart-piercing shouts resounded through the sky.

The coach is in the camp.

Jing Yu was taking a nap with his eyes closed, his heart suffocated suddenly, and he woke up suddenly, but Xiao Mu stepped in and said as he walked: "My lord, the Twelfth Highness is writing, Ling'er is waiting for you in the bamboo garden!"

Jing Yu jumped up from the chair, surprised and happy, the desolate heart suddenly poured sweet rain, and the joy overflowed in an instant, and he repeated it uncertainly, "General Xiao, you said that Yuan'er is waiting for this king?"

"En!" Xiao Mu handed over the letter paper.

Prince Rui took it immediately, quickly opened the letter, quickly read ten lines at a glance, and suddenly thought of something, opened the two urgent secret letters of the twelve princes on the general case that he had ignored before. Mu gave the same.

"General Xiao, it's true, Yuan'er is waiting for me!" Jing Yu raised his eyebrows and smiled, and then ordered: "General Xiao, this king will go back to find her immediately, and leave the military affairs to you!"

"The last general obeys orders!" Xiao Mu had never seen such an expression on Prince Rui's face, and added at the end, "My lord, be sure to let her stay!"

Jing Yu nodded heavily, and even blurted out, "Thank you, brother!" Then it was blown away like a gust of wind!
Xiao Mujun's face flushed slightly, he scratched his head unconsciously, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, thinking that Prince Rui, who was about to die, was very 'cute' at this moment.

All the way fast and fast, day and night, finally after exhausting a few horses, he rushed back to Xiaguo at dawn, and came to Zhuyuan regardless of the dust and dust all over his body.

It is recommended to close the door, and there is no one in the room.

Did you go out for a stroll?That's right, she has always been restless, the corner of her mouth curled up, and she looked around the room, there were many women's clothing, and there was even a painting on the table not far away.

This is a landscape painting with birds and fish in it, and it is signed: Mo Ziyuan.

Sure enough, the twelfth brother didn't lie to her.

Yuan'er, you are really back, back to my side!

There was a faint sound of footsteps in the ears, Prince Rui turned his head suddenly, saw that Lan Yang's eyes were red, and there was no one behind her, a trace of tension was hidden under the understatement, and he calmed down a little, before asking: "Lan Yang, is Yuan'er back?"

Lan Yang's eyes became hot, and she was speechless, so she nodded slowly.

Jing Yu was affirmed, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said seriously: "Where is Yuan'er?"

Lan Yang was a little embarrassed, wiping her tears with a handkerchief, not knowing how to speak.

Jing Yu was suspicious, and glanced across, "Your master is back, why are you still crying? Really, there are such slaves as there are masters, Lan Yang, you are getting bolder!"

The air suddenly froze, and Lan Yang's shoulders trembled, and she knelt down in front of him with a puff, lowered her head and cried, "My lord, why are you coming back now, my concubine, she was praying to see you for the last time, and she didn't even have eyes when she went. Shut up, she won't die with peace in her eyes!"

Jing Yu was stunned and didn't understand his words for a while, so he raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes angrily: "What did you say? What is the last side? What is death without peace? Tell me clearly!"

Lan Yang's heart twitched, and she choked up crying, and it took her a long time to force herself to speak, "Princess, she died yesterday!"

"Shut up, her... how could she be like her!" Jing Yu's veins bulged on the back of her hand, as if she was trying to suppress the pain and struggle in her heart, "Did she team up with you to deliberately deceive the king? Ghost, is she hiding somewhere?" Hua Luo was about to search around the house.

Lan Yang stared at the handsome man in front of him with teary eyes, and said sadly, "My lord, I don't dare! The princess is real"

Before he could finish speaking, Prince Rui had already raised his saber and placed it across Lan Yang's neck. His eyes were as sharp as a blade, and his face was dark as if a volcano was about to erupt. The king immediately let your head fall to the ground!"

Lan Yang kept shivering, limp on the ground, and murmured: "The princess's grave is on the hillside!"

"Kang Dang!" With a sound, the sword fell to the ground, Lan Yang raised her eyes again, and Jing Yu had disappeared from sight.

Sister, the prince finally came, but you left!
"Boom" The sun was shining brightly just now, Jing Yu had just stepped out of the bamboo hut, suddenly the wind and cloud suddenly turned dark and the sky was full of clouds, and it started to rain. It turned into a torrential rain, pouring down.

Jing Yu ran all the way, with rain on his skirts, his hair hanging down his shoulders, and the rain slid down his handsome cheeks. The isolated new grave in front of him made him stop, and his eyes touched the inscription 'Mo Ziyuan' He dared to face thousands of troops alone, and everything was planned, he suddenly didn't have the courage to take a step forward.

He was afraid, he was trembling, and he was unable to bear the result.

The Twelfth Prince held a jug in his right hand, brushed the writing on the stele with his left hand, and felt sharp gazes passing by. He raised his head in surprise, and saw Jing Yu standing there motionless as if he had been immobilized.

The Twelfth Prince rushed in front of Jing Yu, grabbed his skirt fiercely, and said tremblingly, "She is seriously ill and refuses to go to Xuegu for medical treatment. She is afraid of missing you again. Even if she dies, she will die." I just want to see you again, why, why don't you come back? Now she is dead, dead! What are you doing here?" At the end of every word, he punched him in the stomach.

Jing Yu could hardly stand, her heart ached until she lost consciousness, and murmured, "Yuan'er."

Suddenly, he broke free from the grip of the twelve princes, rushed to the grave, knelt down on the ground, and began to dig the grave with his bare hands.

He doesn't believe that she will leave him. He still has too many things to say to her. They are only temporarily separated. When he annexes the two countries, she will return to him. No matter what her purpose is, he It doesn't matter, he only wants her.

She won't die, everything is a lie, she wants to punish him, because she didn't come back in time, so she teamed up with these people to make herself anxious, yes, that's right, she has always been weird.

While digging the soil with his bare hands, he muttered to himself, rain pillars were flying all over the sky, like thousands of sharp arrows, unstoppable, the rain quickly washed away the blood from his fingertips, ten fingers connected to his heart, but he didn't feel anything.

Finally, a coffin appeared, and he lifted the lid of the coffin with confidence, and there was only a small jar full of patterns inside.

A kind of joy that was lost and found filled his heart. Without her body, they really lied to him.

Jing Yu glanced sharply back at the Twelfth Prince who was limp on the ground, and asked dryly, "Where is Yuan'er?"

The Twelfth Prince struggled to stand up, slowly dragged his heavy steps, walked to the coffin, pointed to the jar inside, and said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, "Where is she? She is here!"

"Stop lying to me again!" Jing Yu's eyes were as black as big holes that had been hollowed out, and his murderous aura shot straight into people's hearts. He raised his fists and fought with the twelve princes.

Lan Yang came staggeringly, and saw that the two were inseparable, both of them were injured, she knew that they were the ones that Mo Ziyuan cared about, and whoever was injured, her spirit in heaven would not feel at ease, Although they are all masters, but at this moment, she must do something, otherwise, how can my sister feel at ease in the underworld.

Thinking of this, she lowered her voice and said, "Are you going to kill each other in front of the princess's grave, so that the princess' spirit in heaven will never rest in peace?"

As soon as the words fell, the fists of the two of them were both stunned. Lan Yang saw that this method worked, and continued: "My lord, although the slaves can't believe it, but the twelfth master did not lie. The princess died yesterday, and the ashes Wear casual clothes there!"

The blood in Jing Yu's body flowed backwards, and it took him a long time to find his own voice, "Since you! Since."

Lan Yang felt a sudden pain in his heart, and his whole body trembled like a leaf in the wind, "My lord, this is what the princess requested. She said she didn't want to lie in a cold coffin and let the corpse insects corrode it and turn it into a pile of terrifying bones. Saying that she doesn't want her soul to be imprisoned in this body, she wants to go back to her world!"

After Jing Yu listened, her whole body felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar. She turned around slowly, and the excessive stagnation and sorrow in her heart poured out overwhelmingly. She tasted the sweet smell in her throat and swallowed it abruptly.

The twelve princes saw that he was like a down and out wandering grandson, lost his arrogance like a lion and tiger, completely lost the demeanor and demeanor that a prince should have, and lost the thought of forcing each other, stood up with difficulty, and slowly dragged Heavy steps go.

When the rain stopped, Prince Rui sat in front of the catalpa coffin in a daze, caressing the cold carved flower bed with his hand, holding it in his arms like a treasure.

Gently opened it, a piece of letter paper was lying in it, and Prince Rui rolled it up tremblingly, the woman's graceful handwriting was the warmth he was familiar with.

The kite flies to the sky,
Heart is broken hope,
Only the mountains cover each other,
There are more than one month rewards,
Yu Pei was promoted to Qingdian.

This is a Tibetan acrostic poem, Yuan Xin only has Yu.

A cunning smile floated on Rong Junxiu's pale face, tears mixed with cries and fell down, the mess was all over the place, it was his unmanageable debt of love.

The hoarse and mournful cry echoed for a long time on this empty uphill.

***
The smell of the hospital's strong disinfectant filled the nostrils, and there was a ticking bottle beside her ear. Accompanied by a gust of cold wind, Mo Ziyuan opened her eyes sharply, and what imprinted on her eyes was a man wearing framed glasses and a white coat. Doctors.

Seeing Mo Ziyuan open his eyes, the doctor paused the pen in his hand and opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "Are you awake?"

Mo Ziyuan murmured, "Where's the goldfish!" For a moment, she was at a loss as to where she was, but she heard the doctor say, "Miss Mo, is there anything uncomfortable?"

"Miss Mo!" Mo Ziyuan murmured and repeated the words, pulled out the needle in her hand suddenly, ran to the bathroom barefoot, and looked at the clear image in the mirror. At this moment, she suddenly realized that she had returned to the modern age, Now it is the real Mo Ziyuan, not Xiao Ling and Ye Xue anymore.

"Xiao Mo, you... woke up." A woman in fur and with yellow hair was standing not far away, the soup in her hand fell to the ground with a thud, and shattered into a dark red porcelain flower.

"Sister!" Another nice female voice sounded.

Mo Ziyuan looked back, it was her stepmother Qin Jian and her daughter Fang Yan, and seeing the clock hanging on the wall, she clearly remembered that the time of her accident was June 6th, but now it is June 24th.

"It's a medical miracle that Ms. Mo can wake up, but after waking up, she seems to be a little out of order. I'll give her a full-body examination later!" out of the ward.

Mo Ziyuan glanced behind the two of them, and then asked, "Where's my dad?"

While helping Mo Ziyuan to the hospital bed, Qin Jian and Fang Yan told her, "Your father has gone on a business trip and will be back in a few days. You should take good care of your illness and wait for him to come back!"

"En!" Mo Ziyuan nodded docilely, then hesitated, "Why am I here?"

"Don't you remember? You quarreled with your father and went skiing in the Alps in a fit of anger, but you were caught in an avalanche. Fortunately, a passer-by found you and sent you to the hospital. Your father was terrified. No, you He took care of him for a day after he was in a coma, but something happened to the company, and he just left!"

A year in ancient times is only two days in modern times. Could it be that those years were just a dream when I was unconscious?
A trace of coldness passed on her wrist made her bow her head suddenly. There was a string of crystal clear purple bracelets with a small star-shaped pendant on it, and the flower shape on the purple bracelet was like a flying butterfly. Exudes a faint light, dazzling.

It was the purple iris bracelet that Jing Yu gave her, all of this was not a dream.

Jing Yu, I'm here, but where are you?

Tears poured out unconsciously. Seeing Mo Ziyuan crying, Qin Jian comforted her, "Xiao Mo, I'm fine, your father will be back soon, don't cry! You just woke up, your body is weak, Lie down and have a good rest!" After saying that, he helped Mo Ziyuan to lie down.

Mo Ziyuan was obedient. Although she didn't like this woman very much, she didn't want her father to be alone all the time, so she never stopped them from getting married, and even accepted Fang Yan.

Slowly closing his eyes, he fell into an endless vortex of memories, thinking of the handsome face that was etched in his heart forever, wondering if he knew at this moment what would happen to him when his body was dead.

The tip of the ear moved slightly, and Qin Jian and Fang Yan's conversation fell into their ears verbatim from outside the ward. Although the two of them lowered their voices as much as possible, they could still hear them very clearly.

Could it be that he has not forgotten the skills in ancient times?

"Mom, why did she wake up suddenly? Didn't doctors at home and abroad declare that she has become a vegetable?"

"Who knew, this cheap hoof has such a high life, he can't die from an avalanche, and he can wake up after turning into a vegetative state!"

"Mom, why didn't you tell her about Uncle Mo's death just now?"

"You are stupid, if she finds out, something might happen!"

"Then will she find out that we are responsible for all this?"

"Don't worry, I won't find out!"

"Mom, I'm a little afraid. If she knows that we two deliberately provoke their father and daughter, let her run away from home in a fit of anger, and plan to let her go skiing in areas where avalanches often occur, will she know the truth?"

"Our mother and daughter know about this, what are you afraid of?"

"But Uncle Mo knows that Xiao Mo became a vegetable and died of a heart attack. She will always know. What should we do?"

"The old man died suddenly, and the cheap hoof turned into a vegetable. They have no other relatives, so we can inherit the inheritance logically. I didn't expect her life to be so hard!"

"Mom, what are we going to do next?"

"Let's appease her first, bring her home, and then imprison her!"

"It's illegal to do that, I'm afraid."

"Afraid? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid of breaking the law, or of being poor? Do you still want to go back to the life of not having enough meals?"

"Mom, everything is up to you!"

"Go prepare sleeping pills!"

"Okay, split up!"

Her fists were clenched and rattled, and the nails of her right hand were sunk into her flesh. She couldn't even feel the pain. It turned out that these two women tried to separate themselves from their father in order to seize the family's assets, and then wanted to harm themselves. If it wasn't for his sharp eyes and ears, he might have fallen into their trap again this time.

Dad, I'm sorry, I shouldn't be angry with you and cause you a heart attack, I will definitely avenge you!

Mo Ziyuan wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

It didn't take long before Qin Jian went through the discharge procedures for her. She was recuperating at home under the pretense of recuperating at home, but in reality she was able to carry out her vicious plan. Mo Ziyuan saw all this, but kept her expression on.

Do you think she is still a little white rabbit who is deceived by others?

Back at the villa at home, the first thing I saw was the luxurious hall, the complicated lighting gave off such a cold light, looking at the familiar furnishings, thinking that I was alone in this world, my heart felt sad.

"Sister, drink a glass of water!" Fang Yan handed over a glass of water with a smile. In the past, she thought it would be nice to have a younger sister, but now looking at that smirk, she felt like throwing up.

Mo Ziyuan took it, but was not in a hurry to drink it, and gently placed it on the table, seeing the mother and daughter looking at each other nervously.

"Aunt Qin, I'm so weak, I want to go up and take a rest, please make me a glass of milk, I'll sleep after drinking it!" Mo Ziyuan smiled and went upstairs.

"Dong dong dong!" After a long while, there was a knock on the door, and Qin Jian's gentle and delicate voice came, "Xiao Mo, auntie brought you milk, you drink it and go to sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up of!"

"Well, thank you, Aunt Qin, I'll drink it when the milk cools down!" A smile appeared on the corner of Mo Ziyuan's lips, seeing that Qin Jian didn't intend to leave, she asked again, "Aunt Qin, is there anything else you can do?"

Qin Jian was afraid of showing off, so she quickly waved her hands and said, "It's all right, you drink and rest quickly, Auntie won't disturb you anymore!" Then she slowly exited the room and closed the door gently.

At the moment when the door was closed, Mo Ziyuan had already picked up the cup, and a trace of cruelty flashed across the corner of her mouth.

Seeing Qin Jian withdrawing, Mo Ziyuan poured out all the glass of milk, then pretended to close her eyes and lay down.

After a while, there was a rustling voice, "Mom, it seems that the sleeping pills have worked!"

Qin Jian made a silent movement, and the two quietly closed the door and locked it from the outside. After a sigh of relief, the two made plans as they walked, "Let's lock her up for now, and I will find an acquaintance to open some The hallucinogenic drugs stabilize her for now, let's transfer the money away first!"

"But, we don't have the old man's password!" Fang Yan muttered, looking discouraged.

"The cheap hoof must know that this dead old man has already made a will and left all the property to her daughter. It was a waste of my heart and soul to him!"

"Mom, don't be angry, lest you get wrinkles!"

Qin Jian patted the corners of her eyes nervously, "Daughter, let's make up a mask!"

After the mother and daughter finished speaking, they lay on the sofa and applied the mask.

And Mo Ziyuan had already jumped up from Simmons, picked up a pair of sunglasses, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows, and flipped beautifully, then jumped down from the second floor and landed easily.

Mo Ziyuan looked back and sighed inwardly, maybe she can develop into a martial arts actor in the future when she is at the end of the road, at least saving Diao Weiya.

He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and pressed an unfamiliar number, "Hello, Uncle Lu? I'm Zi Yuan!"

Not long after, a surprised and worried voice came from the other end of the phone, "Ziyuan, are you awake? You"

"Uncle Lu, where is my father's tomb?"

"I'll send you a text message later, where are you now? How are you?"

"Uncle Lu, I'm fine, don't worry, you can make an appointment with Lawyer Liu for me! I'll contact you later!"

"it is good!"

After hanging up the phone, Mo Ziyuan let out a deep breath. Uncle Lu has known his father for decades and has been watching him grow up. He is trustworthy.

Not long after, she received a text message from Uncle Lu. Mo Ziyuan saw the address above and called to the destination.

The tombstone made of marble was engraved with the name of the deceased in gold, and flowers were placed in front of the tomb. Looking at the familiar face on the tombstone, Mo Ziyuan's suppressed tears could no longer hold back.

Dad, I'm back!The daughter is unfilial!
If, I had known that that quarrel was a farewell, I would not be so self-willed, I am not sensible, I am sorry, Dad.

Mo Ziyuan slowly raised her hand, wiped away the tears on her cheeks, and thought to herself: I will definitely not let those two femme fatales go, I will definitely avenge you!

an hour later.

"Miss Mo, are you sure?" The middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes with a pair of black-framed glasses on the opposite side asked again in disbelief.

Mo Ziyuan picked up a cup of coffee, sniffed it lightly with the tip of her nose, then took a sip, closed her eyes and savored it, "Lawyer Liu, I'm sure!"

Lawyer Liu pushed the glasses frame, coughed slightly, and repeated, "Ms. Mo, Mr. Mo left you the villa and hundreds of millions of assets. Are you sure you donate all of them to charity?"

Mo Ziyuan nodded, her father is gone, what are you doing with the money, and if Qin Jian hadn't done it for her father's money, perhaps all this would not have happened.

The greed of the human heart is the source of evil, and money is the fuse of that greed.

"Lawyer Liu, let me say this for the last time. I am sure and sure that I, Mo Ziyuan, will donate all my assets to charity!"

Seeing his unbelievable expression, Mo Ziyuan gave an affirmative answer again. He can't be blamed for this. If it weren't for his brain, who would donate all his property to charity for no reason at a young age, and it wasn't A small number is an asset worth hundreds of millions.

Attorney Liu finally believed this fact, and handed over the document in his hand, "Miss Mo, read the terms and conditions, if there is no problem, please sign here!"

Mo Ziyuan took the pen, but naturally used the posture of holding the brush, was slightly taken aback, and then signed her name jerky.

"Thank you, after that I will trouble Lawyer Liu!" Mo Ziyuan stood up, smiling and extending a hand of friendship.

Lawyer Liu stretched out his hand to hold her, and his eyes moved up and down. He has seen countless people, but he still couldn't see her clearly. "You're welcome, Ms. Mo's kindness makes me feel ashamed! Goodbye!"

"Bye-Bye!"

After Lawyer Liu left, Mo Ziyuan suppressed her beating heart, took out her mobile phone from her pocket, and searched for two words on the engine: Jing Yu.The result of waiting made her feel cold. Not only did he never enter the history, but even Daxia, Canglang Kingdom and Weiguo were nowhere to be found. It was just the cold bracelet on her wrist, reminding her all the time, That was not a dream.

As night falls, the colorful and crystal-clear neon lights are like the twinkling stars in the sky. As in ancient times, the lights may have already been turned off and go to bed at this moment, but in modern times, the real nightlife has just begun.

The air is filled with a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, and the music is so loud that even the heart dances. Men and women frantically twist their waists and buttocks on the dance floor. The air is full of ambiguous smells. Weaving the beauty of the night, but unable to erase the dark colors in my heart, gently shaking the wine glass in my hand, listening to the noisy sounds in my ears, a face slowly flowed through my memory.

"Little girl, are you alone?"

Mo Ziyuan didn't look up, she held on to the wine glass, sip after sip, and looked indifferently at all kinds of men and women on the dance floor.

"Hey, the chick is quite indifferent!" The man smiled sideways, approached slowly, and saw clearly at a glance, under the light, he could see the beauty's fair and flawless skin showing a light pink, and her thin lips were as delicate as rose petals.

Unexpectedly, this woman's figure is provocative from a distance, and she is even more stunning when viewed up close. She couldn't hold back her heart for a long time, and continued to strike up a conversation, "Little girl, let my little brother drink with you, alone How lonely!"

"Get out!" Mo Ziyuan said lightly, she just wanted to get drunk, these people surrounded her like flies, it was really annoying.

"Get out? Get out of the girl's arms, okay?"

The man pretended to be overwhelmed, Mo Ziyuan turned around and left the man's side in an instant.

The man was in vain. He didn't expect the woman to react so quickly, but the more she refused, the more she could arouse the man's desire to conquer. She smiled wickedly, "Little girl, don't run away!"

As soon as the words fell, the next second, the sound of pain overflowed from the corner of his mouth. When the friend next to him saw it clearly, the woman had punched the man in the stomach at some point, and the man held his stomach and screamed in pain.

Everyone was stunned on the spot, and when they came back to their senses, Mo Ziyuan's magnificent figure had already disappeared into the night.

When she returned home, she lifted her toes lightly, spun around, and landed firmly on the soft Simmons, but she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

The farther apart, the deeper the miss; the longer it takes, the more intense the miss; the long night is long, when will the lovesickness end?
Jing Yu, I miss you so much.

I buried my head deeply in the pillow, even though the tears gushed out and my shoulders shrugged violently, I couldn't stop the endless pain of lovesickness.

The next day.

When Mo Ziyuan lay lazily on the sofa and poured herself a drink, Fang Yan exclaimed as if seeing a ghost, "Your sister, why are you here?"

Mo Ziyuan didn't look up, she was graceful like a noble princess, "Oh? This is my home, why can't I be here?"

"Beep beep beep" the phone vibrated, Mo Ziyuan pressed the answer button, and heard the receiver say, "Miss Mo, everything has been settled, the house has found a buyer, and the funds in your account have been transferred." out!"

"Very good! Lawyer Liu, your work efficiency is really fast!" Mo Ziyuan hung up the phone, and the smile on her face disappeared. It's time for a showdown. Being an actor is really tiring, especially when you hate the most acting in front of people.

　The abuse part is finally gone, and the glass-hearted babies can gain weight!Roll again and ask for a monthly pass. ~ what a da

　　
　
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