Chapter 62 Unless you die

"Your Majesty, you can't go in, Your Majesty..." with a bang, the door was kicked open, and Shen Mushu came in angrily.

Yan'er couldn't persuade him, and she couldn't be rude to him. She could only watch him break in.

"Falling!" Shen Mushu quickly stepped to the bedside and lifted the curtain. After seeing the thin and pale face of Mo Qingcheng, his face darkened, showing a distressed and angry look.

Mo Qingcheng slowly opened his eyes and showed an incredible look in his eyes after seeing the people. His low and slightly hoarse voice, although soft, was with a sense of disappointment, "King Wen?"

"Qingcheng, I'll come to see you. How are you?" Shen Mushu raised his eyebrows slightly, and his tone was full of concern.

What else can I do if Mo Qingcheng doesn't say anything?

"I have long said that He Liancheng is not a good man. He bullied you, didn't he?" Shen Mushu clenched his fist and said angrily, "I will definitely not let him go!"

"This is a matter between our husband and wife, and it has nothing to do with you!" Mo Qingcheng frowned, and there was a trace of irritability in his tone.

"You're all like this, and you still talk to him!" Shen Mushu first gritted his teeth, and then softened his tone and looked at her with burning eyes. "Qingcheng, if you want, I will beg my father to marry you again. I will take you out of here and live a carefree life, okay?"

"You are so naive that I don't love you at all!" Mo Qingcheng shook his head. She did not forget her suffering in the royal palace, nor how he cruelly gave her up and how he said coldly to her after she hanged. Although she didn't care about anything, it didn't mean that she forgave the man.

God let her travel, let her be reborn, and give her freedom, just to make her live a better life. Of course, she will never step into that cage again.

"Qingcheng, I've been thinking about our past these days. At the beginning, you loved me so much, but I didn't cherish it and hurt your heart again and again. It's all my fault. Now let me make up to you, okay? I will definitely make you happy!" Shen Mushu said his heartfelt words. He really wanted Mo Qingcheng to give him another chance.

"Your Majesty, the Mo Qingcheng who loved you before had already died on the night of hanging!" Mo Qingcheng was caught off guard, and his heart suddenly shook. What about Mo Qingcheng now? He finally walked out of a cage, but stepped into another cage and kept his heart.

"Are you still blaming me?" Shen Muchen's handsome face was frowned and dark clouds. It took him a long time to move his lips, "Qingcheng, what should you do to forgive me?"

What should you do to forgive me? Do men like to say this?

"Unless you die once!" Mo Qingcheng's eyes suddenly became sharp and his tone became mean.

No, even if he is willing to die, he can't make up for anything. Didn't He Liancheng die for her once at the beginning? In the end, he betrayed her!

"You go!" Mo Qingcheng turned his head and put a dagger in his chest, "What are you doing? Don't you want to die?"

"So will you forgive me?" Shen Mushu pulled the corners of his lips and coughed twice. A mouthful of blood choked on the ground. A red blood stain was slowly wet his clothes. The white clothes were like a bloody rose sprinkled on the silver frost, which seemed shocking.

Mo Qingcheng panicked. She didn't expect Shen Mushu to really do this. She quickly reached out and covered her chest. "Why are you so stupid? I'm kidding!"

"Qingcheng, would you like to forgive me?" Shen Mushu's face turned pale in an instant, his weak voice choking, and his heroic face showed depressing pain.

"Don't talk. There is a medicine box in the cupboard. I'll get the medicine!" Mo Qingcheng lifted the quilt and forced himself to stand up with the pain, but was pulled by him, "Will you forgive me?"

Touching his burning eyes, Mo Qingcheng paused. If it were the original owner, she would forgive him. After all, she loved him, so she would rather die than be stopped by him.

"If you are not dead, I will forgive you!" Mo Qingcheng broke away from his hand and ran to the cabinet to drag out the medicine box.

Shen Mushu looked at her back and laughed softly and said nothing more. As long as she is willing to forgive herself, it is more important than anything else!

These days, Mo Qingcheng's indifference to him made it difficult for him to sleep and eat. It was even more painful for him to see her snuggled and smiling in He Liancheng's arms. And what he suffered was exactly what Qingcheng suffered in the royal palace. He finally understood Qingcheng's hatred for him, which was all caused by himself and took his own fault.

Mo Qingcheng carefully took off his coat. His chest was clear and his lower abdomen was strong. She had never seen his naked body, and her face could not help but blush. But now she didn't have time to think about anything else. She pressed his wound with her little hand, suddenly kissed his lips, and quickly pulled out the dagger in his surprise.

Shen Mushu gritted her teeth and hummed. Looking at her carefully medicine for herself, her heart tightened. Even when she was sick, she was still so touching.

"I don't remember that you used to treat the disease!" Shen Mushu's eyes tightened, and his body trembled slightly because of the pain.

"I don't remember that you would have died before!" Mo Qingcheng helped him with the bandage and thought about it slightly. Although he was not ruthless, he also stabbed his heart. Why did he look like nothing happened?

"Qingcheng, you have really changed!" Shen Mushu smiled warmly and his eyes were full of tenderness, as clear and bright as the sunshine after the rain.

"You have also changed. The prince actually committed suicide for a woman who was once abandoned!" Mo Qingcheng put his hand to his chest on the right. Sure enough, his heart was on the right!

"You lied to me?" Mo Qingcheng stared at him angrily, his face turned pale, and his breathing became heavy.

"I just want to leave a life and take good care of you!" Shen Mushu not only did not feel embarrassed at all, but held her hand, "You said you would forgive me as long as I didn't die!"

"The more messy I am, the more you want to make trouble for me!" Mo Qingcheng pulled back his hand hard. Fortunately, he didn't die, otherwise he would feel guilty for a lifetime.

She is such a person. Although others hurt her and hurt her, she is kind after all!