Empress is a black heart lotus

Chapter 1082 Muci, do you regret it?
If she hadn't stopped him, he would have used one person and one strength several times to kill Nanguo and overthrow the country that Nan Fengchen had managed to bring down with great difficulty.

Even if she was hurt like this, it was not without heart.

She has always known his friendship and kindness to herself, but she just didn't dare.

But now-

He has become like her.

He is no longer that high-ranking second-rank Shangshu with power over the government and the handsome Mu Ci who is as handsome as a heavenly man.

Get off the carriage.

Qiaoyu walked towards him.

It was already very cold.

There were very few pedestrians on the street, and he was wearing thin clothes. Compared with the gorgeous decorations on some high-ranking officials' children, he looked much thinner and embarrassed.

Junyi's face can no longer find the brilliance of the past, stubble is growing on his chin, and Junyi's face is also ugly, very much like her appearance at that time.

Qiaoyu squatted down in front of him, stretched out her hand, and caressed his face full of scars.

Mu Ci suddenly raised his head and looked at her.

The girl's face was fair, and her eyes were no longer what they were before. They were covered with gauze and could not see clearly.

These eyes are as bright as water, crystal clear.

His dark eyes, like stars, were staring at him without blinking.

This beautiful and fair face is clearly
clearly is
"you--"

Mu Ci's eyes were in a trance, and for a while, she couldn't recognize her.

"You pretty jade, hello"

"Does it hurt?"

Qiaoyu caressed the wound on his face.

It hurts, of course it hurts, even though it has been so long, when the thick sharp nail was inserted into the face at that time, how painful it can be.

Just thinking about it, the pain on his face was like burning.

Mu Ci just reached out, intending to hold her white and slender hand.

Qiaoyu smiled slightly, and took her hand back.

"Musi, do you regret it?"

She asked softly, without the slightest fluctuation on her face, even those crystal eyes were as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

The tone was light, with a bit of tenderness.

Like an old friend reunited after a long absence.

The word regret is like a thorn in Mu Ci's heart.

During this period of time, whether it was the dead of night or watching the streets with people coming and going, he had been regretting it all the time.

That deep regret engulfed his body and mind.

He hated himself for believing in Qiuyue's instigation, hated that bitch for ruining everything about him.

I hated him even more because he made people unclear. All these years, the relatives who had been with him for many years were forced to death by him personally.

"I'm sorry, Qiaoyu, I'm sorry."

"Mu Ci, you didn't feel sorry for me. The person you really felt sorry for was Mu Nian. Do you know how cold your coldness and punishment to her made her heart because of your distrust?"

"Every once in a while, she would personally write to me and order Xiang'er to send it to the palace. Even if I couldn't see it, I could feel how much Qiuyue had suffered because of you when I touched the crumpled paper. grievance."

"Because of your distrust, because of your neglect, her heart is ashamed."

"sorry Sorry."

Mu Ci held his head in pain: "I'm sorry"

Now he doesn't know what to say other than sorry.

It's all him.

It is he who is too self-righteous, it is him, if he is not too self-righteous, if his eyes can be brighter, Nian'er will not die, and neither will Qiaoyu.
It was because he valued the Mu family's future so much that he paid such a heavy price for it.

"sorry"

(End of this chapter)