Chapter 1152

Jingshu, the mother of muting owl, was born in a scholarly family. She is a real noble girl. She has both internal and external cultivation. Countless rich children are fascinated by her.

And Xie Aisheng is one of them.

And later, she married into the Mu family.

It was a good marriage.

When the kidnapping happened, it was even more sensational than when she married into the Mu family.

Jing Shu is strong, but also fragile. He struggles to support the moting owl, but he ends his life when he is about to be saved.

But Xie Aisheng is paranoid that the world is a way to bring the dead back to life, so he took Jingshu away, but also took the two surviving children of the innocent family who were killed in the kidnapping.

The two children are Li JiuHeng and his sister, Li curved.

Mu wennuan pulls Mu Ting owl to the door, and the bodyguard waiting at the door opens the door.

As soon as the door opened, a piercing cold air came.

The whole villa is a luxurious and exquisite icehouse.

The mother of muting owl was lying in the ice coffin in the middle of the room.

Mu wennuan turns his head and looks at Mu Ting owl anxiously.

"Young lady."

Mu wennuan turns his head and sees Shi Ye coming with two thickened down jackets.

Mu wennuan took one of them and silently put it on for mu Ting owl.

Mu Ting owl didn't move or speak. He only looked at the ice coffin in the middle of the room.

Mu wennuan carefully put on his down jacket, zipped up, and then put on his own.

After putting on her own clothes, she took the hand of muting owl again and walked towards the inside.

The more you go in, the stronger the smell of formalin.

The cold in the room made mu wennuan feel uncomfortable. The cold air bit by bit soaked into her body, and it was as cold as a needle.

But she didn't show it at all. She went to the ice coffin with the muting owl.

Elegant and noble woman, quietly hiding in it, without a trace of human color.

Mu wennuan felt the hand of Mu Ting owl shaking.

The next moment, he let go of Mu wennuan's hand and walked closer. He reached out and stroked the transparent ice coffin. He hung his eyes and looked very dependent.

He lifted his lips slowly, but there was no sound.

Mom.

He lost her at the age of eleven, twenty years later.

In the first 15 years, everything he did was to find out the truth of her death. In the last few years, he had Mu Nuan and mu mu, and finally had bright color in his lonely life.

And she's stuck here all the time.

When I was alive, I was cheated and humiliated by muqingfeng. After I died, I was trapped here by Xie Aisheng, and I was restless.

The hand that Mu Ting owl held on the ice coffin slowly tightened, the Adam's apple slipped, and he slowly exhaled. After several attempts with his lips open, he finally made a little voice: "I never thought that Mu Qing was so ruthless that he didn't care if my mother's body was taken away Cough

He seemed to be choked by something in his throat and coughed up.

Although he had reached out to cover his lips, mu wennuan saw a trace of blood between his fingers.

"Muting owl!" Mu warm brain has a moment of blank, then, two steps across the past, shaking hands to take out a paper towel to wipe his blood.

"I'm fine."

Even so, the moting owl was still pacifying her.

"Well." She didn't dare to ask what happened to muting owl, let alone why he coughed and bled.

She dare not ask.

These two days down, Mu Ting Xiao's state is not right, let her in the heart uneasy.