Chapter 606 It’s All My Fault
Mu Qing's voice was hoarse, his lips moved, and he couldn't say what he wanted to say next.
Because it was not their true love, even if he replaced Yin Li and won Hu Xiner's favor, he still had a miserable life and caused Hu Xiner to wander with him.
Hu Xin'er suddenly raised her head and cried, "Don't say such things anymore. I will never remarry, and you won't die. Don't say such unlucky words!"
"Xin'er..." Mu Qing reached out and wiped away the tears on her face.
Hu Xin'er held his hand, her eyes suddenly brightening, and she said anxiously, like a drowning person grabbing a lifeline: "Oh, right, we can go find the young monk in that temple. He even has the lost recipe for the Wanxiang Pill. He must have a way to save you."
Mu Qing held her face in his hands, looking at her intently and lingeringly: "If you don't want me to die, how can I possibly be willing to let you take risks for me?"
If you want to find the temple, you must leave Qingzhou City. Once you leave the city, you may face the pursuit of the prince.
What's more, the temple is located in a dangerous and cold place, and the origin of the little monk is even more strange, and it is unknown whether he is a human or a ghost.
Mu Qing still feels scared when he thinks about that experience.
"But I don't care!" Hu Xin'er couldn't help but yell, "Why do you always have to guide me with your own ideas? I just want to take risks for you, is that not allowed?"
She grabbed Mu Qing's collar with all her might, her eyes reddened. "Mu Qing, do you know that you're the one who's going to die? Even if I die, I want to die with you!"
Mu Qing's gaze fell on her belly.
The air there was rising and falling with Hu Xiner's breathing, and inside it was a small life curled up peacefully.
That was their child, and if he died, this would be the only proof that he had ever lived.
Hu Xiner followed his gaze, and the expression on her face slowly changed from excitement to calm and gentle. She touched her belly, as if she was afraid that her previous appearance would scare the baby.
Then, she showed an expression that seemed both happy and sad, tilted her head back, closed her eyes tightly, and tears rolled down her face.
It turned out that she couldn't even commit suicide for love.
"By the way, I haven't thought of a name for the child yet. In fact, when I was naming Jiang Ning, I thought of many names, but I just wanted to see when you could think of one, so I didn't tell you." Mu Qing murmured and began to repeat it in his mouth.
He didn't want to bring up those heavy topics anymore because he knew that it would only make his wife sad.
So he gently asked, "Tell me, is the child's surname Lu, Mu, or Hu?"
Hu Xin'er stared at him blankly. Mu Qing kissed her forehead and continued, "Actually, Mu Xin is very good. It's a pity that her name is the same as our shop's. When your shop becomes bigger, will people laugh at her and make fun of her name?"
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He chattered on for a long time, his low and hoarse voice full of mysterious attraction, which made Hu Xiner, who was immersed in sadness, unable to help but follow his imagination. The young couple huddled together and talked quietly, as if they had forgotten all their troubles.
A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth as she imagined the child growing up and Mu Qing being busy taking care of the child.
She remembered the comic strip she had conceived and told Mu Qing the story.
Mu Qing smiled slightly, with infinite tenderness.
"Our child must look like you in the future. That way, whether it's a boy or a girl, they'll be very beautiful." She leaned sweetly into Mu Qing's arms. "They must also have martial arts skills like you, and their literacy and writing skills must also be like you."
"My business ability is like yours, and my lust and greed for money are also like yours." Mu Qing tapped her forehead.
Hu Xin'er said angrily, "We're talking about the advantages, why are you talking about the disadvantages? The baby will blame you later."
Mu Qing smiled and said, "These are all your strengths in my eyes. No matter what you look like, you are always so cute."
Hu Xin'er also laughed: "You only know how to say these words to coax me."
But as she laughed, she became sad again, tears welling up in her eyes: "Mu Qing, I will never meet someone as good as you again. You are only in your twenties now, how could you suddenly die? If you really left, how would I endure the next few decades?"
Mu Qing kissed her tears: "Xin'er, you will be fine."
He whispered, "You are so good, there will be many people who like and admire you. You also have a true love. Although Yin Li is annoying, she is also very good to you."
Hu Xiner looked at him in a daze. Seeing that he was really seriously planning where she would go, her heart felt like it was being fried in hot oil.
"Stop talking." She couldn't stand this torture and wanted to stop Mu Qing, but he continued talking to himself.
"Actually, it's not bad to stay in Qingzhou City. Even if Yun Jue's marriage doesn't work out, Miss Du and Yin Li..."
"I told you to stop talking!" Her expression gradually grew angry. She pushed Mu Qing away and stood up shakily. "Do you really want me to remarry so much?"
Mu Qing wanted to reach out his hand, but in the end, it fell down and retracted weakly: "Xin'er, you have to accept this."
Hu Xin'er stared at him intently, her whole body shaking with anger. She said three "good" words in a row, then laughed in anger: "I'll marry, I'll remarry tomorrow. Do you think I care about you? I'm so rich and beautiful, even if I can't find a gigolo on the street, I can still live a carefree life in a brothel!"
Mu Qing hesitated to speak: "Xin'er..."
He knew that his wife was speaking in anger, but he still didn't want her to describe him in that way.
"Don't call me by my name anymore!" Hu Xin'er gritted her teeth, her eyes reddening as she said, "If you want me to remarry, why wait until I die? Why should I listen to you? Give me the divorce papers now, and we'll get divorced, right now!"
Mu Qing was speechless. How could he possibly want to divorce Hu Xiner?
Hu Xin'er sneered again, "What, nothing to say? Didn't you always say you were doing this for my own good? Divorce me while you're still alive, and tomorrow I'll reveal my identity as a princess and enter a martial arts competition to find a husband. I want to see how many people want to be my consort? How many people are vying to be the father of your child!"
She was already a little exhausted at this point, but she held back her tears and continued, "It's for my own good, you only know what's for my own good. Who do you think you are? A living Bodhisattva who can save the world? Why should I listen to you? Why should you still be my master after you die? Why?"
Mu Qing's expression changed from shock to dejection, and then to forbearance and heartache.
He suppressed his burning love and looked at Hu Xin'er, who was almost pushed to collapse, with heartache.
"It's my fault," he murmured, "I'm sorry, Xin'er, it's all my fault..."
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