Chapter 262 No Body Left
After a long time, Hu Xiner finally stopped crying.
She has always been sunny and optimistic, but at this moment, tears were streaming from the corners of her eyes, her nose was red from crying, and she was gasping for breath slightly.
Seeing her like this, Mu Qing frowned and his heart tightened.
He apologized: "I'm sorry, Xin'er, I shouldn't have brought you back."
If it weren't for him, Hu Xin'er would never have been dragged into this quagmire in the capital.
Hu Xin'er asked with red eyes: "What are you apologizing for? It was me who wanted to come here in the first place."
At that time, she longed for the capital city so much because she had watched too many costume dramas in modern times.
She admitted that she was just an ordinary girl, she had her own vanity, and she also fantasized that Mu Qing was a nobleman from a wealthy family.
So I hope to travel back to ancient times and experience the extravagant life of the rich.
But after arriving in the capital, she found that it was completely different from what she had imagined.
In his imagination, he would thrive here, making a name for himself with his painting skills and business philosophy that was ahead of his time.
But the reality is that we are overwhelmed by trivial matters!
Not to mention the palace fighting and political struggles, he can't even afford to buy a shop.
And the complexity of the matter far exceeded her imagination.
When reading novels, people imagine themselves as the calm and collected protagonist. But when things really happen, she finds that the death of just one person is enough to cause a huge impact on her heart.
She was stunned for a moment, then slowly bent her knees, hugged her legs tightly, and said to Mu Qing, "Now that I think about it, even though you had lost your memory at the time, you were still extremely resistant to the capital. There really was a reason for that."
Mu Qing didn't know what to say. Seeing his wife so depressed, he felt so suffocated that he could hardly breathe.
He really wanted to say to Hu Xin'er, "Let's go, to a place where no one knows us."
But no, he is not the fatherless and motherless Mu Qing.
He now has too many ties: his mother Lu, who has endured many years of hardship, Jiang Yao, whose personality has become extreme after years of wandering, and Lu Yunjue, who died to protect him...
These heavy responsibilities weighed on his shoulders, and he dared not escape, let alone escape!
In the end, he just said cautiously: "Xin'er, are you hungry? I'll ask someone to buy your favorite snacks, okay?"
"In fact, no matter how wonderful the capital is, it's nothing more than a few more carved patterns on a pastry." Hu Xin'er couldn't help but hug herself tightly. "This place is like a fantasy world in the sky. It looks beautiful, but if you are not careful, you will be doomed."
Mu Qing covered her with the quilt. Although he didn't know how to respond, it was always good that Hu Xin'er was willing to speak.
As long as you are willing to speak up, those negative emotions will find a way to express themselves.
Hu Xin'er revealed a look of nostalgia, muttering, "I remember when I first met Feng Ge, he was dressed in prostitute clothes. Although he was very young, his every move was full of flirtation..."
Mu Qing patted her back soothingly: "When I first learned you were visiting places like this, I was scared to death, but I had to force myself to be magnanimous."
"I can't possibly watch the princess go alone, can I? Besides, it was the princess who originally fell in love with him," Hu Xin'er said softly, "but he always talks to me in a teasing way. I'm inexplicably obsessed with him and I'm extremely annoyed."
Mu Qing didn't really understand why Hu Xin'er was so sad. He just thought that Hu Xin'er was frightened by Feng Ge's death. "At that time, I was also very confused. How could there be people in this world who wanted to destroy other people's families by relying on the grace of saving their lives."
As he spoke, he sighed, "Although his character is flawed, his crime is not punishable by death. We originally thought that if he didn't provoke us again, we would not pursue the matter. I didn't expect him to suddenly..."
Hu Xin'er closed her eyes. "At that time, the servants of the Lu Mansion were secretly cursing him as a scoundrel. I heard it several times, but I didn't stop them. I even played a trick on him twice with the eldest princess..."
Mu Qing comforted him, "It's not your fault. His death has nothing to do with you. You have done your best, Xin'er."
Hu Xin'er nestled into his arms, clutching the shirt on his chest tightly. She looked up and said, "Mu Qing, back then he always said that he was clinging to me because I looked like his mother, and I thought he was lying..."
As she spoke, she choked up again: "But do you know what his last words were before he died?"
"What is it?" Mu Qing was a little confused.
Hu Xin'er's tears quickly filled her eyes and flowed down her cheeks. She said in a trembling voice, "He said he wanted mother to coax him to sleep..."
She finally couldn't help herself and burst into tears: "He was abducted at such a young age, and he lost his parents. Later, he lived in a hellish place like Chunfengzui."
Mu Qing hugged Hu Xiner tightly, becoming her silent safe haven.
Hu Xin'er closed her eyes, tears quickly soaking Mu Qing's chest. Her whole body was trembling slightly. "Actually, it's normal for Feng Ge to have a bit of an eccentric personality. He grew up in such a dark environment and has tried very hard to swim upwards, but everyone and everything he encounters is pushing him further into the abyss!"
"It's okay, it's all in the past. We should always look forward." Mu Qing was distressed. "Xin'er, we can go together to find the murderer who killed him and avenge him!"
Hu Xin'er cried in despair, "But he's dead, my husband. When a person dies, only a handful of dust remains. They can't become ghosts. Just like Lu Yunjue, he had such a deep grudge, but after he died, did he ever appear in anyone's dreams?"
When people live in this world, the only thing they strive for is the glory during their lifetime. No matter how grand the posthumous honor is, who cares about it?
Life is for yourself, funerals are for others.
Hu Xiner couldn't help but blame herself. In fact, she should have thought of it earlier!
If she had been more patient and not preconceived that he was a green tea man, perhaps she could have asked the truth behind the scenes earlier, and Feng Ge would not have died...
Mu Qing was silent. He suddenly remembered that when he was unconscious, he vaguely heard the song sung by Lu's mother. Only then did he feel a kind of strength in his heart and break free from the nightmare.
He understands the desire for maternal love best.
From this, we can understand why Feng Ge is harassing Hu Xiner.
Thinking about it this way, Feng Ge is indeed pitiful. Perhaps Hu Xin'er is the only light in his entire dark life, but this light has always despised him.
After Hu Xiner had vented her anger, her crying gradually subsided.
Mu Qing suggested, "Why don't we bury Feng Ge? That would be a way to give him a final resting place."
Hu Xin'er said sadly, "It's no use. Feng Ge...nothing remains of him!"
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