Black Bellied Prince’s Stunning Abandoned Consort

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"Report to the emperor ... something happened to the prime minister's house ..."

Mo Wenxuan didn't get up immediately, but glanced at his teacher before slowly walking out of the screen, watching the guard, frowning fiercely: "What happened to the Prime Minister's House?"

He didn't want to care about Su Shichang's family at all.

He even hoped that Su Shichang's entire family would die.

Although he likes Su Mengru with all his heart, he also likes her beauty.

Now, he thinks it was better to marry Su Qiqi, at least he had more brains than Su Mengru.

Some things don't need to stand alone.

Although Su Mengru also had some small strategies and small strategies, they couldn't get on the stage and couldn't accomplish big things.

Mo Suxuan is actually more and more interested in Su Qiqi.

As long as this time it succeeds, he is thinking that maybe he can do something more.

The guard was not panicked, and he knelt down: "The prime minister's house was in a fire, and the entire backyard was burned to ashes. Madam Su ... was buried in flames."

"What?" Mo Wenxuan's expression couldn't be more natural. He slammed the case, screamed angrily, his face instantly turned blue: "Come, prepare a sedan, go to the Prime Minister's House."

Mrs. Su is buried in flames!

These seven words kept circling in his mind, making him almost crazy, everything he managed to arrange, for fear that it would be ruined like this.

He never thought that the weak woman would choose this way to end everything.

In this way, Su Qiqi need not be embarrassed.

At the same time, Su Qiqi and Mo Wenchen in the other courtyard also received news.

At this time, Su Qiqi was like a ragdoll with no soul. She fell softly in Mo Wenchen's arms, her eyes were dumb, she bit her lower lip fiercely, and there was already blood dripping down her mouth: "How can this be? ... mother ... why are you so stupid ... July 7 said, there must be a way ... "

Looking at Su Qiqi, where tears kept dripping, Mo Wenchen trembled while holding her hands, but couldn't say a word. He thought he had reached the end of his life.

But he didn't want to, Xia Xiaodie finished her daughter with death.

He didn't need to ask anything, and knew that Su Qiqi was on his side in this matter.

Otherwise, her mother would not choose this way to help her.

Her heart was a bit bleak, and her parents were poor. Su Qiqi was also a good and qualified daughter. She was thinking for her mother, at all costs.

The carriage was on the street and soon.

At this time, Su Qiqi suddenly did not dare to face it, she suddenly grabbed Mo Wenchen's wrist: "Let's ... go back?"

As long as she doesn't go, she won't see her mother's body and will feel in her heart that she is still alive.

"Juqi ..." Mo Wenchen saw such a helpless Su Qiqi once, and the pain in his eyes was no longer covered. He always thought he was cold-blooded and ruthless. When he saw Su Qiqi at this time, he felt good. It only hurts to know that it turned out that he was also attentive, at least to the woman in front of him, his heart was still soft.

Everything he used to do, he didn't want to ask, but now, he didn't want to let his woman suffer such pain.

"Mo Wenchen, my mother won't be okay? It's just a fire ..." Su Qiqi looked straight at Mo Wenchen, his eyes were clear like water, and tears dripped down, like a broken bead.

Constantly dripping.

Tighten his arms tightly: "July, what's the matter, let's face it together ... okay?"

Mo Wenchen has never been gentle, just watching Su Qiqi softly and gently, while raising her hands to sort out her forehead hair, and wiping her tears with the sleeves.

Fingers crossed her cheek, cold as water.

At this time, Su Qiqi needed a broad shoulder to rely on, and Mo Wenchen did it.

Su Qiqi, who was as dead as a heart, also felt a little warm. She understood that Xia Xiaodie's choice was to make herself better.

Without Xia Xiaodie, Su Qiqi would not have any worries.

She has been protecting her mother since she was a child, but in the end it is her mother who protects herself.

Use your fingers to pick out the jade pendant in your neck. Su Qiqi held it tightly in the palm of his hand, and more tears spilled out. My mother said that we must protect this jade pendant!

Although she has never understood why Xia Xiaodie cares about this pendant in this way, she will remember it in her heart.

In her life, only her mother loved her and spoiled her. Now, the only person who hurt her is no longer ...

How will she face it?

The carriage stopped in front of the Prime Minister's Office.

Su Qiqi didn't get out of the car slowly, the fire was still burning, the whole city was full of fireworks, people were busy fighting the fire, Su Shichang didn't know when he had rushed back, roaring loudly.

He wanted to rush into the fire to rescue Xia Xiaodie. This was his only **** now, but he didn't have the courage.

When did he get tired of this woman? He used to be affectionate to her.

The second lady and several other ladies were standing aside. There was no change in expression on her face. Some people wanted to be gloating but did not dare to show it. In recent years, although Xia Xiaodie was not favored, she always occupied the position of the old lady.

The second lady has long been intolerant of her.

Now you can finally be quiet.

His wrists moved, Mo Wenchen sat up straight and pushed Su Qiqi, who was immersed in sorrow, "July 7 is here, we will always bury your mother."

This time, Xia Xiaodie also had some choices because he didn't ask Chenchen.

After listening to Mo Wenchen's words, Su Qiqi's tears leaked even more. The fire had burned for an entire hour. She knew that she had come and could see nothing.

But she still came.

The flame of light reflected Su Qiqi's face, all eyes bleak.

As soon as she got out of the carriage, she pushed Mo Wenchen straight into the fire.

Let everyone around you take the air.

"Juqi ..." Mo Wenchen sang loudly and followed quickly.

He did not expect that Su Qiqi would do this. When it was reflected, Su Qiqi had already disappeared into the sea of ​​fire long ago, and there was no shadow.

Even Su Shichang, who was standing outside, was there.

The thick smoke billowed and the flames soared into the sky. Su Qiqi coughed and rushed into it recklessly. He grew up here from an early age. She is no stranger to this yard.

You can also touch your mother's small courtyard with your eyes closed, which is also your own small courtyard.

The fire started from a small courtyard and has burned beyond recognition.

Regardless of the flames ignited on her body, or the hot burning, she wanted to see her mother.

The beam on the roof had fallen down one by one. On the open ground, a black-scorched body was lying there. Su Qiqi's long hair had been burned. She slaps on the flames and embraces the ground. Dead body.

At this moment, she even had no tears.

The subsequent Mo Wenchen did not pull Su Qiqi away, but followed him all the way.

He knew that Su Qiqi could not hear anything now, so let her go, as long as he was by her side, so as not to let her have any surprises.

Looking at Su Qiqi holding Xia Xiaodie's corpse tightly, Mo Wenchen gently turned his face away, the fire was burning, a little embarrassed, he wanted to swallow everything in general, the hot breath was around his body, but Mo Wenchen did not. Moved, just looking at the distance across the fire.

The fire in his eyes turned cold, bloodthirsty.