The crematorium of the beautiful empresses chasing their husbands

Zhu Linger's body softened, and she fell off the stool in panic. She remembered everything, and the wrong things she had done.

She wanted to hug Mo Lin, but she stopped.

She was afraid that Mo Lin would push her away again.

"I'm sorry... Brother Mo, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Zhu Linger apologized again and again, her voice mournful.

"Brother Mo, I will make it up to you, I will make it up to you with everything I have, please, can you look at me?" Mo Lin had turned his back and stopped looking at her.

Zhu Linger could only beg in pain, like a cuckoo crying blood.

Mo Lin smiled, a little coldly, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter anymore."

Mo Lin turned around, and his face, which should have been handsome and healthy, suddenly became weak and haggard, just like when he left this world for the last time.

Two lines of blood and tears slid down his face, and his figure seemed like an unstable building block built by a child, which could fall apart at any time.

"Anyway, I died for you once, and we have already parted ways." Mo Lin's voice was emotionless, which made Zhu Ling'er feel cold in her heart.

As soon as the voice fell, Mo Lin's figure was blown away by a gust of wind like a handful of sand, and his figure disappeared, leaving nothing behind.

"No! Brother Mo! Please don't leave!" Zhu Ling'er stretched out her hand frantically, trying to grab Mo Lin, but in the end she could only grab some fine sand at her fingertips.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Everything disappeared, and the cabin changed, turning into a cold palace built by several girls later, leaving Zhu Ling'er alone, crying and shouting, and apologizing in a state of collapse.

...

Zhu Ling'er opened her eyes and sat up suddenly from the bed, her big red-pink eyes already soaked with tears.

"Is it, is it a dream?"

Zhu Ling'er shrank into a ball, crying silently.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry..." Zhu Ling'er said it over and over again, and she didn't know how many times she said it before she stopped.

"Really... I'm sorry, Brother Mo..." Zhu Ling'er took a long time to calm down, wiped her eyes, and didn't let herself look too ugly.

Zhu Ling'er didn't want to practice today. She sat on the bed blankly, looking at the window, not knowing what she was thinking.

Brother Mo... Fortunately, you are back, giving me a chance to make it up to you, and also giving me that glimmer of hope to get your forgiveness.

It hurts, my heart hurts so much.

...

"Sister Ling'er, are you practicing?" After a while, Leng Youshuang's voice came, and she knocked on the door gently.

"No, what's wrong, Youshuang?"

"Then can I come in?" Leng Youshuang's voice was with a hint of smile.

"Well, you can."

Leng Youshuang opened the door with a smile and closed it, looking at Zhu Ling'er's somewhat depressed look.

"What's wrong with Sister Ling'er, are you crying?" Leng Youshuang asked with some surprise.

"It's okay, Youshuang, what's wrong with you?" Zhu Ling'er shook her head, she didn't want to say.

No need to think, she must be crying because she thought of Brother Mo, Leng Youshuang sighed in her heart.

"What realm has Sister Ling'er reached recently?" Leng Youshuang asked with a smile.

"I'm about to break through to the emperor realm." Zhu Ling'er only realized now that although she had a good talent, with her relatively lazy personality, if Brother Mo hadn't been there in her previous life, constantly urging herself, she would never have reached the emperor realm.

"Is that so." Leng Youshuang smiled, "Then it's the same as me. Sister Zhirou has broken through to the emperor realm, we have to work hard."

"Yeah." Zhu Ling'er nodded, she really had to work hard, the sooner she became stronger, the sooner she could see Brother Mo and live with him.

"By the way, Sister Ling'er, Sister Zhirou and I have recently discussed that after we become stronger, how about dedicating this world to Brother Mo?" Leng Youshuang said with a smile.

"What does it mean to give the world to him?" Zhu Ling'er asked in confusion.

Leng Youshuang told Zhu Ling'er all the plans he and Bai Zhirou had made, including using the Four Saints to leave their own traces on the world.

"Will Brother Mo like your plan?" Zhu Ling'er frowned. She didn't quite agree with this plan. Brother Mo probably didn't like to hurt innocent people. Would starting a war like this really make Brother Mo happy?

"Yes, I will. There is no gift more precious than this world. Brother Mo will definitely like it." Leng Youshuang patted his chest and promised.

Brother Mo had told her some stories about his hometown before, such as the King of Qin sweeping the world, and the Three Kingdoms fighting for hegemony and then unifying to Jin. Leng Youshuang remembered them all in his heart. Since those stories were told by Brother Mo, he might also have these stories in his heart.similar thoughts.

Brother Mo will definitely like it. After I give him this world first, he will definitely hug me gently and call me Xiao Shuang'er.

"Not necessarily." Zhu Ling'er sighed and shook her head. "You Shuang, sorry, I don't want to join your plan."

"Okay, forget it if Sister Ling'er doesn't like it~" Leng You Shuang shrugged. She was not surprised by her refusal, but she was a little curious about what Zhu Ling'er planned. "Then what do you want to do for Brother Mo, Sister Ling'er?"

"I... I don't want to tell others about this." Zhu Ling'er thought about it and decided not to tell them.

She was not sure if the other sisters would stop her after knowing her thoughts.

"Do you not want to say it, or do you dare not say it? You are not going to do anything bad, are you?" Leng You Shuang's cute starry eyes narrowed slightly.

"Let's make it clear in advance that if you dare to do something to hurt Brother Mo, even if it is Sister Ling'er, I will not let you go." Leng You Shuang said coldly.

"Why would I continue to hurt him?!" Zhu Ling'er retorted excitedly, "I just... I just want to compensate him... and apologize to him..."

"You'd better do this. Forget it, it doesn't matter if you don't join, but if we run into trouble when we conquer the world, and need your help, are you willing?" Leng Youshuang suddenly asked, changing the subject.

"Well, I can promise you this. After all, it's also a gift for Brother Mo, and I can help you." Zhu Ling'er thought about it and nodded. She could still help with this matter.

"Okay, then thank you Sister Ling'er." Leng Youshuang got the answer she wanted and left with a happy step.

"Conquer the world for Brother Mo..." Zhu Ling'er sighed. She didn't expect that the youngest Leng Youshuang had such a big ambition.

But Zhu Ling'er felt that this matter was still too big for her. She didn't have such a big ideal. She just wanted to love Brother Mo well.

... Let's talk about what happens next later. I've been a little slack in my practice recently. The sooner I become stronger, the sooner I can see Brother Mo.

Zhu Linger sorted out her mood, put aside her distracting thoughts, and concentrated on meditation.

...