Chapter 492

Mo Qingge was stunned and stopped in the same place. For a moment, his eyes were a little dull.

The man and the woman were intimate, like lovers they had not seen for many years.

And her husband, eyebrows and eyes are gentle.

That kind of tenderness, which had only been given to her before.

But now, it has been given to others.

Mo Qingge held her breath and came a little closer to listen to what they had said.

Gu mianmo gently stroked the girl's head and held her tightly in his arms. His voice was very flattering

"Qing'er, is it really you?"

The girl nodded gently: "Mo, I'm back."

He held the girl's waist tightly, unwilling to release half a cent: "for more than a thousand years, I have been thinking about you all the time, looking forward to your return. Now, you have finally come back to me."

The girl's eyes were slightly red. She hugged him and said in a soft voice: "Mo, I'm not here for more than a thousand years. Do you... Fall in love with others?"

"No His answer, very firm, "from beginning to end, I love the person, only you one."

From beginning to end, you are the only one I love.

In a word, it stabbed Mo Qingge's heart.

From a distance, they are like a couple of Bi Ren, and standing here, they are like the redundant.

Why?

Did Uncle Huang lie to her before?

In his heart, he always installed such a person, and it was more than a thousand years.

Heart, as if in the blood.

Her finger bone tightly curls up, can't restrain the anger in the heart any more, simply rushed up.

"She's the one you love. What about me?" Her tone, out of control and hysterical, "in your heart, what do you think I am? Is it a substitute? "

Gu Mian Mo suddenly raised her eyes and saw her. Her eyes flashed over and she was in a panic: "Song er..."

But he still held the girl and refused to let go. The girl buried her head in his chest like glue.

The girl in his arms is very eye-catching.

"Who is she?" Mo Qingge tries to calm down, "is the person you like her or me?"

"Song." His tone is very serious, "you are the only one in my heart, from the beginning to the end, it's you!"

If on weekdays, she would naturally believe uncle Huang's words.

But today, she heard that uncle Huang expressed his heart to another woman. In a twinkling of an eye, he came to say the same thing to her.

How can she believe it?

"I'm the one you love, and who is she?" Mo Qingge pointed to the girl in his arms, "what you said to me just to make me happy?"

"No..."

"Then answer my question!" Mo Qingge interrupted him and said, "in the same way, you can say it to two people, but you tell me again and again that I'm the only one you love in your heart. Gu mianmo, do you even refuse to give me an explanation?"

Her tears, like broken thread, drip down, every word, like a needle:

"Just now you said that you have been waiting for her for more than a thousand years. I think that you and she have long been connected. In your heart, I am just a substitute, right?"

Her tone of voice, lost and desperate to the extreme.

"Song." Gu mianmo reached out, wiped the tears on her face, and said, "you are her, she is you. All along, you are the only one!"

"Oh."

Mo Qingge laughs frivolously, but thinks his words are funny.

You are her, she is you.

"Uncle Huang, do I look easy to cheat?" She snorted coldly, "I've seen it with my own eyes, and you won't tell me the truth?"

"Song er..."

"Don't touch me!" Mo Qingge pushed him away, only to feel disgusted, "don't touch other women's hands with you, touch me again, I'm disgusted!"

She's losing her head.

Gu mianmo was silent and did not speak.

Mo Qingge looks at the girl in her arms. Her inexplicable impulse and anger rush to her heart.

"Well, since you don't say it, I'll kill her." Mo Qingge draws out the dagger and becomes angry.

She wanted to see who the emperor uncle really cared about.

"Song, no!" Gu mianmo holds the girl in his arms and steps forward.

Wheezing——

The next second, sharp dagger through his chest, dazzling blood dripping out.

Mo Qingge's finger bones trembled for a while, and his restless mood fell to the bottom.

Mo Qingge threw away the dagger, his hands covered with red, sneered: "Uncle Huang, would you rather die than protect her?"

The five flavors are mixed and come to my heart.

Gu Mian ink lips hanging blood, reluctantly pulled out a smile: "if you can believe me, it's worth it."

Words fall, his eyes a black, straight to the ground.

Mo Qingge finger bone tight curled up, red eyes no matter how open, tears still continue to flow down.

She broke up the girl's face and looked at each other, but she was shocked.

The girl was as like as two peas.

Mo Qingge was stunned. She let go of the girl's chin and couldn't believe her eyes.

"No, how, how?" She shook her head, eager to dig out her eyes.

The words uncle Huang just said to her reverberated slowly in his mind: "she is you, you are her."

She's you. You're her.

They are alone.

They are really one person!

"No, it's impossible. How could it be?" Mo Qingge shakes her head desperately, and her heart is filled with fear and regret.

"Uncle Huang, uncle Huang!"

She suddenly squatted down, picked up the man's cold body, had no temperature.

Silent tears, falling down, her brain a blank.

She did not know why there would be another one in the world, but she knew that she had wronged uncle Huang.

"Uncle Huang, no, no!"

Hysterical cry, across the sky, she vomited a mouthful of blood, in front of a black, once again lost consciousness.

In my arms, I still hold a cold corpse.

Close your eyes, your limbs suddenly float up, floating in the boundless darkness, never see the end.

She didn't know where she was, let alone where she would go.

Darkness and pain, as if to devour her.

No matter how she struggled, she couldn't get rid of it.

Maybe she knew that it was a dream, but how hard she tried, she couldn't wake up from the dream.

"Song, song!"

Suddenly, a familiar call came to my ear.

Mo Qingge's consciousness suddenly recovered.

Is uncle Huang calling her?

"Song, wake up, wake up!"

In a word, she suddenly sobered up a lot.

She was in a dreamland. Everything she had just seen and experienced was just a dream.

No, she can't go on sleeping.

Otherwise, you'll never wake up.

"Geer, Geer, open your eyes and look at me!"