The naive female CEO mistook her husband again

"Huajing... leave now, my world is nothingness that doesn't exist for you, don't be sad."

Mo Fusang's voice was extremely weak, it seemed as if he would lose his voice the next moment.

His green robe was stained with blood, the green color turned into bright red, and the blood froth on his lips was still gushing out.

He first glanced at Huajing, showed a bright smile, then reached out his hand decisively to grab her skirt, and pushed her into Beiming Yiyin's arms.

"Take her away!"

Mo Fusang yelled at Beiming Yiyin with all his strength, Beiming Yiyin immediately reacted, reversed Huajing's struggle to turn around, and turned her face to his chest.

He understood that Mo Fusang didn't want Huajing to see him like that.

Mo Fusang withdrew his gaze, gathered strength in his palm, and slapped Wen Luohan fiercely.

The internal strength he cultivated is like hitting a stone with an egg against the unpredictable black energy, and it didn't hurt Wen Luohan at all.

Wen Luohan looked at the overconfident Mo Fusang, sneered, and also slapped him. Mo Fusang's already weak body flew up like a broken thread, and fell to the ground.

Beiming Yiyin was running forward with his flower mirror, only a few meters away from the palace gate. At this moment, a wall of fire suddenly appeared on his route, blocking his way.

Between the square walls of fire, a figure flickered.

Chuyue Qi stepped on the fire lotus and walked out from the wall of fire. The surrounding air flow transpired and twisted as he moved.

"Hand over the Mirror of Ten Worlds, and I will let you go."

"You are dreaming!"

Hua Jing refuses, is she a fool, she believes in a mastermind behind the scenes.

She was very familiar with this fire, it was the fire that ruined everything for her.

Chuyue Qi looked at the aggressive woman in front of her with interest, who gave her the courage to talk to herself like this?
"Dream or not, you will know by trying."

Chuyue Qixie smiled charmingly, and a bunch of fire lotus swished towards Hua Jing, Hua Jing immediately felt the oncoming heat wave.

The fire lotus is extremely hot, and it contains explosive energy, like a small grenade, which can blow people to pieces when they touch them.

Seeing that Huo Lian was about to touch the flower mirror, she subconsciously covered her eyes with her hands, and Bei Ming Yiyin, who was next to her, collapsed in front of her with one step, trying to stop her, but was pushed out by a bloody hand.

boom!
The sound of explosions followed, Huajing stroked her intact body, suddenly realized something, and looked at the inhuman Mo Fusang in the fire mist and blood with tears in her eyes.

"no no!!!"

Hua Jing murmured in disbelief at first, then shouted recklessly, and ran into the blood mist.

The whole body was scarlet, and the smell of blood penetrated from her nose. Her tears fell one by one, and she stretched out her hands helplessly to grasp the blood that was already elusive.

"Mo Fusang... To you... I am also a person who shouldn't exist... You said you don't want me to be sad... But why do you want to sacrifice your life for me, which is completely irrelevant... "

Huajing was limp and weak, she knelt on the ground with a plop, covered her face and began to cry bitterly.

"I don't want you to die, I don't want to..."

Beiming Yiyin looked at Huajing sadly, and his heart was also very uncomfortable. He hurried to Huajing's side, knelt down to comfort her.

hum...

Suddenly there was a vibrating sound from Hua Jing's arms, she hurriedly fumbled away and found that it was Shi Shi Jing who was vibrating.

Da Luo Zhao turned into a human form, floating in the air in an illusion, his eyes were dull, more like a controlled soul.

[Trigger the hidden fate, if this catastrophe passes, will the next reincarnation begin? 】

"I want to save him, you help me save him!"

It stands to reason that Hua Jing did not complete the task and passed this life, she should be happy, but now her mind is full of Mo Fusang.

It was her intrusion that changed his ending. He should be proud and honored for the rest of his life in front of his emperor teacher, instead of leaving his body like this.

If this is the price of passing, then she would rather not pass. Her own wish does not mean that others must sacrifice, that would be unfair.

[It’s okay to save him, but you will lose your previous memory in the next eight lives. Whether you can find the destined person depends entirely on God’s will. Are you willing? 】

"I am willing!"

Huajing didn't hesitate at all, but she just lost her memory. She believed that she would find the fate that she should have in every life, and she would not make a mistake.

【it is good. 】

After Da Jie said this word, he raised his jade hand lightly, and a spirit butterfly flew out from his fingertips, surrounded by blue light, which was extremely gorgeous.

The spirit butterfly circled around everyone three times, and everyone's body exuded a dazzling luster.

Everyone's memory has been erased, and the development of things continues.

……

"General..."

The big red sedan chair took Hualien to the General's Mansion, and Pei Yuan stood beside the sedan chair in a heroic figure dressed in red.

Hualien was wearing a red hijab, and with Xi Niang's support, she was about to step down. As soon as her legs stepped out, she was hugged by a pair of powerful hands, which made her shy.

"General, this is against the rules."

Hua Lian leaned her head on Pei Yuan's strong chest, and said in a jerky voice.

"What rules, the generals are the rules in the general's mansion!"

Pei Yuan said it frankly in a daze, and the soldiers below all shouted: "The general said well!!"

Now Hualien's head is lowered even more. The straight wood is not bad.

Under the booing of a group of people, Pei Yuan carried Hua Lian into the bridal chamber.

As night fell, the bridal chamber was lit with flowers and candles, and there was a lot of joy.

Hua Lian sat on the bed, waiting for Pei Yuan to return after toasting.

crunch...

The door opened and closed again, and the sound of heavy footsteps pressed down on her heart. The little hands in the long sleeves were clenched nervously, and she dared not breathe loudly.

Pei Yuan didn't know what it meant to be sympathetic to a woman, but she lifted her hijab and saw the pink face, red lips, beautiful eyes and white teeth, so she couldn't help but move softly.

"Miss..."

"General..."

The two murmured to each other and blew out the red candle, leaving only a pair of figures rolling up and down.

The sound of the piano in the East Yin Palace curled up, and the moonlight cast it down, making it a little cold.

Sitting on the floor in green clothes, playing the piano, looking up at the bright moon.

Mo Fusang's blurred eyes seemed to be missing something, he didn't know why his heart felt empty today, he just wanted to be here alone to look at the moon and enjoy the breeze.

A bamboo leaf was blown by the wind, carrying a pink petal, and fell on the qin. His finger that was plucking the strings paused, his brows were slightly frowned, and he pinched the petal with two fingers, thoughtfully.

The next day, Mo Fusang led the people to Gong Lei to collect taxes, when the carriage stopped suddenly on the road, he opened the curtain to look, but saw a young man sitting on the ground, staring at him blankly.

He didn't know why he wanted to stop this carriage, but there was a voice in his mind telling him that he wanted to stop this carriage.

Seeing Mo Fusang's displeasure, the subordinates at the side immediately wanted to go up and drive the boy away, but they never thought that Mo Fusang would suddenly say: "Bring him here, the East Yin Palace just needs a cleaner."

"Yes."

Although the subordinate was puzzled, he could only follow orders.

The boy was brought to Mo Fusang's side, his face was full of timidity.

"what's your name?"

Mo Fusang asked.

"I, I don't know..."

The boy scratched his head, he forgot what his name was, but he always felt that he should have a name.

"From now on, your name will be Mu Muyang."

When Mo Fusang blurted out the name, he was surprised for a moment. Why did he think that the child should be called this?

No matter how he thought about it, there was no other information in his mind, except for this name that suddenly appeared.

Just like that, Mu Muyang followed Mo Fusang into the car and headed for Gong Lei all the way.

"I heard that Prince Beiming got a serious illness, and he seemed to be a different person when he got sick, and he became very decent."

"He was like that before. If he was sick, he got sick a while ago and became inappropriate, but now he has changed back."

"There is also Prince Wen. For some reason before, he became ten girls overnight, but now he has become gentle and pleasant. What happened these years."

"Ham, prince, it's normal to have a changeable personality."

Along the way, Mo Fusang heard many gossips from the common people, but he didn't care, after all, those two people had nothing to do with him.

"Selling fans! Selling fans!"

A shout came to Mo Fusang's ears through the noisy voices of street stalls, and it seemed like magic that made him stop the car.

Mo Fusang took Mu Muyang out of the car and went straight to the fan stall.

There are all kinds of fans on the stall, such as bamboo fans, jade fans, gold fans, and silver fans, all of which are exquisitely shaped and engraved with complicated patterns.

Among the fans, an ordinary red bamboo fan with peeling lacquer was particularly special. Mo Fusang pointed to the fan and said to the boss, "I want this."

"Hey, guest officer, this fan can't be sold, where are the side ones that look good, why don't you take a look?"

"I want this."

Mo Fusang was inexplicably irritable, and looked at the boss coldly, so frightened that the boss immediately picked up the fan and handed it to him.

"Three pennies."

Mo Fusang frowned when he heard it was so cheap, untied all the gold from his waist and threw it to the boss, saying coldly: "There's no need to look for it."

The boss looked at the bag of gold and was stunned. He hurriedly closed the stall and went home to find his wife. This was enough for them to be rich and prosperous for the rest of their lives. Why are they selling fans?

"It's rare for the emperor to visit the market."

A pleasant female voice came from behind Mo Fusang, he turned his head and saw that it was Xia Qingyue.

She couldn't help turning cold, and said, "It's none of your business."

Hearing this, Xia Qingyue's smile froze, but soon returned to normal.

She has never been able to walk into his heart, it has been like this before, and it will be like this in the future.

……

total darkness.

The surroundings were silent.

Mu Lingshang's body was floating in the air, his eyes were closed tightly, and he seemed to be in a coma.

Dao Zhao also floated aside, squatting beside her, and murmured: "You idiot, it's just a world and characters that have been transformed because of your inheritance, why are you so serious, and put yourself in it? You have no memory in the first life, and you have completely become that world, let me see how you complete it."

"The word love hurts. It seems that the person you chose is a waste after all."

Chuyue Qi suddenly appeared, and the flames on his body illuminated the surrounding darkness.

Hearing the sound, Dajia Zhao snorted coldly and said, "I hope you, the supreme Fentian Fulian, will never be trapped by love."

"nature."

Chuyue Qi was very proud, and suddenly thought of something, and added: "You win this time, but next time, I will give you a good gift."

"Hahahahaha!"

A burst of wanton laughter came out, and Chu Yue Qi disappeared.

A blue vortex suddenly appeared under Mu Lingshang's body, sucking her into it.