The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

"But... Even so, this is not the reason for me to make a mistake... Moreover, I also hurt Xiao Rou'er... This kind of thing is more important to a girl than life..." Mo Lin frowned in self-blame, "I'm sorry, Xiao Rou'er, I... You want me to compensate you in any way, atone for your sins in any way, even if you want me to..."

Before he said the word "die", Mo Lin's mouth was blocked by Zhu Ling'er's slender finger.

"Please don't say this word, Brother Mo." Zhu Ling'er looked very serious, but said with a low and sad look.

"But..." Mo Lin didn't want to die either, and he couldn't bear to leave Zhu Ling'er, but in this situation, he didn't know what to do.

"Brother Mo, I know you are anxious, but don't be anxious, let's listen to what Sister Zhirou said first. Sister Zhirou, what do you think of this matter?" Zhu Ling'er looked at Bai Zhirou and blinked.

Sister Zhirou, think about what to say, don't let it slip. Follow the process we talked about yesterday. First, look angry, then say that you need time to think, because you have some feelings for Brother Mo, so you reluctantly accept and forgive him, and then fall in love with him little by little in the subsequent interactions. This is a drama of getting married first and then falling in love.

"I, I accept it!" Bai Zhirou looked at Mo Lin's sad look and felt so distressed that she was ready to forgive him directly.

Ah? No, sister? Where are your lines?

You accept it? What do you accept? It's easy to let it slip if you do this! Zhu Ling'er couldn't keep the smile on her face.

Seeing that Zhu Ling'er's face was not right, Bai Zhirou quickly started to make up for it.

"No, no, I'm actually very angry. I, I'm so angry. I'm actually furious now." Bai Zhirou opened her mouth and said the lines stiffly.

…

It’s over. Zhu Ling’er held her forehead in her heart and couldn’t bear to look straight. Brother Mo was not stupid either. He could see that something was wrong.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Xiao Rou’er. You are right to be angry after something like this happened. It’s all my fault that I couldn’t stop it in advance… It’s all my fault…” Mo Lin closed his eyes and held his head in self-blame after hearing this.

Well, Brother Mo is also in a state of confusion now. He can’t hear how much Sister Zhirou’s stiff lines are out of place.

Ah, but Sister Zhirou, your lines are too poor. How can I trust you with this important task!

Zhu Ling’er looked at Mo Lin, then at Bai Zhirou, and could only sigh helplessly. But now there was no turning back. She could only bite the bullet and continue to act.

"Okay, okay, you are right to be angry, but this is all a misunderstanding. Please don't blame Brother Mo, okay? I am also responsible. You came to my house as a guest, and I failed to take good care of you... If you want to blame someone, blame me!" Zhu Ling'er gritted her teeth and continued to act with emotion.

Sister Zhirou, next, you need to think about your role. You need time to calm down. You need time to buffer a little bit before you can accept it...

But unfortunately, Bai Zhirou saw Mo Lin's painful appearance and felt that nothing was more important than not making him sad. She threw all the procedures behind her

"I, I don't blame him, Brother Mo, it's my fault. I walked into the wrong room and that's why this happened... Don't be sad, okay..." Bai Zhirou said hurriedly, looking at Mo Lin with pity in her eyes, she almost couldn't help wanting to hug him.

No, sister! You have to follow the routine! You should at least pretend! Zhu Ling'er was really a little bit overwhelmed. The lines we said were in vain!

You are developing too fast, Brother Mo can't accept it! It's so fake!

"But... Even if you don't blame me, I can't forgive myself! I'm sorry for Ling'er and you... What do you need me to do? As long as I can do it, tell me and I'll make up for my mistakes." Mo Lin looked at Bai Zhirou with a sad and sincere look, as if he wanted to grab a life-saving straw.

Well, you two can still communicate smoothly. I didn't say the previous plan. Zhu Ling'er felt that she sighed less in the past year than today.

"I, I don't need you to do anything. I... By the way, I need to think about it. I need some time." At this time, Bai Zhirou finally remembered the second step of the plan, and hurriedly got up and walked back to Zhu Ling'er's room with some difficulty.

This is not an act. Last night, she felt like she was falling apart. She felt that the drunk Mo Lin was even more powerful than that time...

"Brother Mo, I'll go see Sister Zhirou. Don't blame yourself. Be good. Ling'er doesn't blame you. Ling'er won't leave you. Go back to your room and have a rest, okay?" Zhu Ling'er held Mo Lin's face and kissed him gently on his forehead. After comforting Mo Lin, she followed Bai Zhirou back to the room.

"Okay... I'm really sorry. Thank you Ling'er."Mo Lin was so moved that he almost cried. How could there be such a good girl like Ling'er? Did he save the world in his previous life?

...

"Sister Zhirou, where are the lines? Speak the lines, lines!" Seeing Mo Lin return to the room, Zhu Ling'er set up a simple soundproof barrier in her room, turned around and stretched out her two slender hands to pinch Bai Zhirou's soft face, kneading it non-stop, which was simply the opposite of the heavenly power.

"Oh, I forgot... It hurts, Ling'er." Bai Zhirou was pinched on the little face, with a guilty look on her face, and said vaguely.

"I really admire you, Sister Zhirou, fortunately Brother Mo was in an abnormal mental state just now, otherwise if we were exposed, Brother Mo really found out something and we would both be finished! "Zhu Ling'er let go of her hand, sat down beside Bai Zhirou and sighed.

"I'm sorry... but when I see Brother Mo's guilty and painful look, I feel so uncomfortable... I really can't care about anything..." Bai Zhirou lowered her head and said in a low voice.

"Oh... okay, actually I am too... Brother Mo is the kind of boy with a strong sense of morality. It's uncomfortable for me to see him feel uncomfortable. Let me think... let's hurry up and get to the part of forgiving him." Zhu Ling'er took a deep breath, turned her head and thought about it, then said slowly.

"Is it okay? Then let's forgive him quickly!" Bai Zhirou raised her head, her big eyes kept flashing.

"Don't be impatient, at least, you have to wait for half a day, and then you can tell him like this, don't make the same mistake again this time!" Zhu Ling'er stared at Bai Zhirou with big almond eyes, and her eyes were full of warnings.

"...Oh, sorry, I know. "Bai Zhirou bowed her head weakly.

...

At noon, Zhu Ling'er pulled Bai Zhirou out of the room.

Mo Lin lay on the bed, his eyes dull, staring at the ceiling, looking like he had lost all hope in life.

Seeing the two girls coming out, Mo Lin stood up hurriedly, but he didn't dare to step forward, so he could only bow his head and keep silent, waiting for his fate.

"Okay, Brother Mo, don't be nervous, come, sit down." Zhu Ling'er said with a smile, pointing to the chair next to her.

Mo Lin sat down obediently, waiting for the judgment to come.