Strong Locked Marriage: Young Master Mo's Doting Wife

The wedding of Anlisa and the prince was held in Anlisa Castle on the agreed date.

Before the wedding, Liz had already moved to live in the castle.

But in the castle, every midnight, a woman's whining voice began to sound.

Sister, I am in so much pain...I died so unjustly...Sister, did you hear my cry...

Liz wanted to change places, but the prince refused to leave as if he had been bewitched, and wanted to hold a wedding here.

And who knew that on the day of the wedding, Liz saw a woman in a wedding dress sitting out of nowhere in the dressing room, which was exactly the same as her wedding dress.

Sister, I am in so much pain.

As soon as the sound came out, Liz screamed in fright, and turned around to escape from the dressing room, but she was trapped, the door was locked, and she couldn't escape no matter what.

The person behind him approached, and Liz saw her face.

In other words, it can no longer be called a face.

Scary and ugly, bloody and bloody, his eyes had become two bloody holes, his hands were only fingers with fleshy flesh, and he stretched out his hand towards her.

Sister, I hurt so much, I hurt so much...

Liz screamed, watching An Lisa's skeleton-like fingers pierce into her flesh, peeling off the outer layer of flesh...

People rushed over and saw Liz yelling crazily in the dressing room, covering her face, as if she couldn't bear the grief, shouting loudly, An Lisa, please spare me!I give you your face!I do not want it!You let me go!
When the outer layer of Liz's face was peeled off, everyone finally knew that this was not Princess An Lisa, but the fake Liz.

A fire burned the dressing room to ashes.

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"Because some people often heard crying in the castle, they all said it was haunted, and they moved away one after another, and it became a forbidden place."

After Mo Qing finished speaking, Qiao Zhinuan stared blankly, looking a little out of his mind.

He held Qiao Zhinuan's hand, "Did it scare you? I shouldn't have told you."

Qiao Zhinuan shook her head hastily, "No, I'm not scared, I'm..." She sighed, then changed her voice, "Is there really that burnt dressing room? Why didn't I see it?"

"Yes, it is the room at the end of the third floor."

"I want to go and see."

Mo Qing led Qiao Zhinuan up to the third floor.

The room at the end is locked, and under normal circumstances it will not be called to open.

Mo Qing took the spare key and opened the door.

Inside, there were indeed traces of being burned.

The walls were even gray and black, and the burnt dressing table, as well as the wedding dress in the closet, were all reduced to ashes.

Qiao Zhinuan stood at the door for a long time before turning around.

Mo Qing said: "It's just a legend. Some people believe it and say it's real. Otherwise, how could there be An Lisa Castle? Some people don't believe it, saying that it's because someone deliberately burned this room to make up a story. fake."

Qiao Zhinuan was silent for a long time, "I think it's true."

"Then are you afraid?"

"Why should I be afraid?" Qiao Zhinuan looked at him with clear eyes, "I'm not Liz or An Lisa, I didn't destroy other people's faces or take their lives."

When Mo Qing heard this, his heart was touched, and he leaned over and kissed the corner of Qiao Zhinuan's mouth.

Qiao Zhinuan lowered her eyelids slightly, without avoiding it.

Mo Qing said: "Some people are afraid, very afraid, so afraid that they will spread rumors about this place as a forbidden place."

"Mrs. Mo?"

"you know?"

Mo Qing tilted his head slightly, his curled eyelashes cast a shadow on his eyelids.

His eyes are so beautiful.Qiao Zhinuan thought to herself.

She nodded: "I heard what you and Mo Yan said."

"Are you eavesdropping on the corner too?"

Qiao Zhinuan snorted, "I'm not eavesdropping, I'm listening openly."

Mo Qing laughed softly.

His chest was vibrating, and his voice was clear and moving.

He stroked Qiao Zhinuan's long hair one after another, but Qiao Zhinuan didn't avoid it, and was very obedient.

Mo Qing felt that the tranquility at this time was really something to meet but not to seek.

Even if Qiao Zhinuan was pretending to be obedient and still wanted to escape, at this moment, he would be content to die.

But in fact, Qiao Zhinuan didn't want to leave.

She has already escaped once.

It is impossible for her to escape from Mo Qing's palm.

Now she suddenly had an idea of ​​letting nature take its course, as long as Mo Qing stopped forcing her, everything would be easy.

Moreover, Mo Qing became gentle now, and for a moment Qiao Zhinuan had the illusion that Mo Siting had returned, especially when he called her Qiao Qiao.

She came out of the bathroom, thinking about it, not noticing the man in the room.

When Mo Qing came over to wipe her hair, she was taken aback.

"Sit down and I'll brush your hair for you."

Qiao Zhinuan was led by Mo Qing, and sat on the sofa with his shoulders pressed. He stood behind and brushed her hair with a very gentle hand. After drying it halfway, he took a hair dryer to help dry her hair.

Accompanied by the soft sound of the hair dryer, Qiao Zhinuan said lightly, "Mo Qing."

"Ok?"

The man is like the most skilled stylist, Qiao Zhinuan's long and soft hair is gently brushed between his fingers.

"Are you trying to imitate Mo Siting?"

The gesture of the man behind him suddenly paused.

He didn't answer, waited until Qiao Zhinuan dried his hair, put the hair dryer aside, and walked out of the bedroom.

After closing the door with a click, Qiao Zhinuan felt her heart was locked.

Did she ask too directly?
He clearly knows that Mo Qing, as a sub-personality derived from Mo Si Ting, is sensitive and self-respecting in his heart, and he has always hated the comparison with Mo Si Ting...

Qiao Zhinuan glanced at the towel on the bed.

What does that have to do with her?

That night, Mo Qing didn't come in.

He was in the study, smoking one cigarette after another.

The smoke from the cigarette butts filled the whole study with a smoky atmosphere.

I have to admit, he...

Indeed, subconsciously, he imitated Mo Siting's every move.

Whatever she wanted, he gave her.

But, what she wanted was Mo Siting, didn't she?

Rather than this another person who has evolved into a disguise.

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I don't know why.

Perhaps it was because the story Mo Qing told about Sister An Lisa during the day lingered in her mind for a long time, which excited her brain cells.

She felt that the surrounding was still empty, and suddenly realized that Mo Qing hadn't come back yet.

In the past, she was used to sleeping alone, but now she was left alone on the bed, and she still felt an inexplicable emptiness.

Qiao Zhinuan couldn't help thinking, habits are really scary.

She got out of bed anyway and went out to find Mo Qing.

Her first feeling was that Mo Qing was in the study, and sure enough, when she opened the door, she saw a black figure inside, followed by smoke.

Qiao Zhinuan coughed twice involuntarily.

Mo Qing raised his head abruptly, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

Qiao Zhinuan raised his hand and waved the smoke in front of him, "Why do you smoke so much?"

She saw that the ashtray in front of Mo Qing was full of cigarette butts of different lengths.

She came over and opened the window, and the fresh air from outside the window poured in, Qiao Zhinuan felt that the room could be used for people.

"Why don't you go to bed?"

Qiao Zhinuan's words made Mo Qing happy.

She cared about him?
But then she remembered that what she cared about was not him, but Mo Siting.

"I have some work to do, I'll go back to bed right away."

Seeing what he said, Qiao Zhinuan couldn't stay any longer.

She went back into the bedroom.

But still tossing and turning.

She found that she was completely unable to stay out of it as before.

In the beginning, she was able to calculate calmly, play tricks on Mo Qing, and use a little trick.

But now, when facing Mo Qing, she couldn't calm down anymore.

She threw off the quilt and got out of bed.

Mo Qing stopped smoking, looked at the computer screen and wanted to do some work, when suddenly the door of the study was kicked open from the outside.

He looked up in astonishment, and saw Qiao Zhinuan walking in aggressively.

"Mo Qing, are you still asleep or not?"

Mo Qing: "..."

Qiao Zhinuan came over, raised his hand and closed Mo Qing's notebook, pulled him up and stood up, "I told me such a scary fairy tale during the day, now leave me alone in the bedroom at night, you Don't you know there are only two of us in the castle?"

Mo Qing suddenly laughed, "Who said he wasn't afraid during the day."

Qiao Zhinuan pointed to her nose, "I said it, don't be afraid during the day, can't you be afraid at night?"

Her delicate appearance reminded Mo Qing of Lin Qiao from before.

When passing through the corridor, the voice-activated lights came on one after another, Mo Qing suddenly paused, pointed to the front, "Look, what is that?"

Qiao Zhinuan screamed and threw herself into Mo Qing's arms.

"Is it Princess Anlisa?"

Mo Qing's chest trembled with a smile, "No one, I lied to you."

Qiao Zhinuan raised his head with a gloomy face, and stared at him, "Are you interested? You smell like cigarettes all over your body! Hurry up and take a shower, I hate the smell of cigarettes the most!"

Mo Qing went to the bathroom to take a shower, and when he came out, the woman on the bed had already fallen asleep peacefully.

He walked over, hugged the woman into his arms, smelled the same scent of shower gel on her body as on his own, and they all melted together.

He put a kiss on her forehead: "Good night, Jojo."

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Han Xiangjun waited for two days, but he still didn't get a call back from Mo Siting.

She lost all patience.

She resolutely took the bag and returned to the old house of the Mo family.

When he got home, Mo Chongfeng was playing with his grandson, Mo Xiaomo, when he heard a noise at the door, he turned his head and looked, "You're back?"

Han Xiangjun's seven orifices produce smoke.

I have been away for a month, and no one is looking for her.

Now that she's back, it's as if she never left!It's as if she came back by herself!

Angrily, she threw the trolley case on the ground, "Mo Chongfeng! Find your son right away!"