The Tsundere System Chasing Wife

In Linghe Hall, Li He stood in front of a portrait, looking sad. The girl in the painting had delicate features and a sweet smile. She was holding a rose in her hand. Her eyes were drawn by Li He's brush, as if the person was looking at Li He.

Li He reached out his hand and stroked the girl's face. He closed his eyes and seemed to see Qing Ling calling his name and looking at him with a smile...

"Brother He, this flower is for you."

After a while, he saw Qing Ling standing in front of him again. She caught Si Bai's sword with her left hand and stabbed Si Bai's heart with a dagger in her right hand. Then she and Si Bai fell off the wall together. Her weak body was covered with blood. Li He suddenly opened his eyes, his hands began to tremble... his heart began to ache violently...

Qingling...I'm sorry...

Feng Boyu opened the door of Linghe Hall and was about to say something to Li He when Mu Qi suddenly rushed over and punched Li He in the face.

"Li He!!! What did you say at the beginning! You said you would protect her! You said you wouldn't let her be bullied!! Did you do it!!!"

Li He fell to the ground with blood at the corner of his mouth. Mu Qi pulled him up and punched Li He again!

Feng Boyu was stunned... That was the prince!!! He was going to die!! The person he brought with him!!

"Musu, are you crazy?"

Feng Boyu stepped forward and quickly stopped Mu Qi! Li He hadn't rested much recently, nor had he eaten much, so he was weak. Mu Qi's attack was quite heavy, and he was worried that Mu Qi would beat Li He to death. No! He would be guilty of the same crime! His luck this year was really bad! He was also kicked a few times when he tried to rob the bride last time, and he might be beheaded today!

"Let go!" Mu Qi yelled! He still refused to let go of Li He's collar, and Feng Boyu held Mu Qi tightly to prevent him from moving. My life and property! But can I let go?

"No! Your Highness, let me go first, or I will never let go even if I die! Muqi, is there anything that cannot be said in a nice way?"

Li He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth expressionlessly and said to Feng Boyu.

"Feng Boyu, let him go. It's my fault that he hit me."

"Your Highness!!!" Are you stupid? He is here with bad intentions. Do you know how strong Muqi is? He can't hold me back anymore!! Who can help me!!

Mu Qi put Li He down, threw Feng Boyu out with a backhand over-the-shoulder throw, grabbed Li He's collar again, looked at Li He who still had no expression on his face, and yelled again.

"Li He! Why didn't you protect her? I know I shouldn't blame you for everything, but why don't you dare to see her now? She always fights for you! Do you think those people who talk about you everywhere will really not cause trouble for you for no reason? Do you think if you take a step back, others will not throw dirty water on you? Naive! She cleaned up everything for you one by one! Do you know how many times she was punished by Lord Zhang for you? Li He! Qingling... she can't do it anymore... she can't hold on any longer... why don't you go see her? She is waiting for you... do you know that?!"

Mu Qi roared at the top of his lungs, his eyes were red, and at the end he felt pain in his heart, so much so that he couldn't speak, and another tear fell on Li He's face.

Mu Qi's voice kept repeating in Li He's mind. Li He looked at Mu Qi in disbelief.

"How is it possible... Wasn't Qingling fine at Lin Mo's wedding? How could she die... Impossible. She was fine, wasn't she?" Li He couldn't believe that Qingling would die. He had asked someone to find out... He had seen with his own eyes that Qingling was fine... How could it be... How could it be...

Mu Qi punched Li He again, and his handsome cheek was swollen, and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth...

Li He finally responded while lying on the ground... He should have understood long ago... Why Qing Ling was in a wheelchair, why she looked pale... He was just a coward and didn't dare to admit it...

"Li He, if Qing Ling didn't care about you, I would have made you buried with her."

After saying this, Mu Qi threw Li He to the ground and left, leaving Feng Boyu with a confused look on his face.

Miss Qingling is dead... She was fine two days ago... How could...

Mu Qi's move to throw Feng Boyu out was a real move. He was now lying on the ground and couldn't get up. He felt that beating Li He was fake. It was true that Mu Qi vented all his anger on him... He was in bad luck...

The second prince was about to go see how Li He was doing, but before he entered the Linghe Hall, he saw Mu Qi coming out from there, his clothes were a little messy. The second prince hurriedly ran to the Linghe Hall, and he realized that his third brother might have been beaten...

Before the Second Prince could run to Linghe Palace, Li He ran out with injuries all over his face. The Second Prince stopped Li He.

"Third brother, did Muqi attack you?"

Li He pushed the second prince's hand away and told him that he was going out for a while and not to bother him.

The second prince looked at the people in front and behind with curiosity. Then Feng Boyu also limped out. He wanted to catch up with Li He but was stopped by the second prince.

"Feng Boyu, what happened?"

Feng Boyu had no choice but to tell the second prince the whole story. He didn't dare to tell him that he led Muqi on the way. He didn't want to feel a chill on his neck every night when he went to bed.

Qingling was lying on the bed with a fuzzy consciousness and her body gradually becoming numb.

《Host, do you regret it? Didn't I tell you long ago that it was a simple method? Why didn't you do it? Instead, you made yourself so miserable. 》

Long-winded... Qingling only felt her eyelids getting heavier and her breathing getting heavier... A familiar voice seemed to come from her ear...

"Qingling..."

Qing Ling forced herself to open her eyes again... She thought that she just needed to hold on a little longer... She vaguely saw Li He calling her name. Qing Ling supported her body and called out softly.

"Brother He..." Qing Ling felt that she might be dying, so she had hallucinations. How could Li He appear here...

Unexpectedly, Li He's voice appeared again. It was not that she was hallucinating.

"Well, I'm in... Qingling..."

Qing Ling felt her fingers were somewhat warm, and some tears dripped onto her hands. She reached out and fumbled to wipe away the tears from Li He's face.

"You are finally here... Brother He... Don't be sad... I just went to another world, I am not really dead... Those things are not your fault, you have to live well too..."

She didn't expect to hear Li He's voice at the end. Qing Ling smiled softly. This time she could finally leave...

"I think... Brother He, you look very handsome when you smile... Don't cry..."

After Qing Ling finished speaking, she leaned her head on Li He's shoulder and slowly fell asleep. Li He tried to call her a few times in a low voice.

"Qingling..."

"Qingling..."

"Qingling, please don't sleep... I'm late, I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I will never fail to come to see you again, please wake up... Qingling!!! Qingling!! Please!"

Li He's crying voice echoed in the room. No one called him Brother He anymore, and the person in his arms gradually grew cold.

It was still snowing heavily outside Qingling's door. Muqi stood at the door and couldn't hold back any longer, crying. Zhang Qingfeng came over and took Muqi's trembling hand.

"Don't cry, Muqi. Sister doesn't want us to be sad." Zhang Qingfeng said this, but the tears in the corners of his eyes had not dried.