The black-bellied emperor: the only enchanting princess

Chapter 97
As for Mo Qingcheng, he brought a group of people back to the General's Mansion overnight, and stayed in the General's Mansion. The current "haunted house" is an empty house, and Mo Qingcheng has prepared good things in it.

Xiaoxi naturally also heard the rumors on the street or the tragedy in front of the "haunted house", and told Mo Qingcheng everything that happened today.

Mo Qingcheng nodded, with no expression on his face, propped his face with one hand, and stared at the towering crabapple tree in the yard with ecstasy.

The branches are full of fresh green, and the small buds hide a few spots of red.Cherish your heart and don't vomit lightly, and teach peaches and plums to make spring breeze.

The crabapple in April is like a young girl, it is a beautiful and charming time, under the crabapple tree, Mo Qingcheng asked his servants to put wooden tables and bamboo chairs, smelling the fragrance of flowers, drinking green tea, it is really clean and comfortable.

Xiaoxi looked at Mo Qingcheng staring at the crabapple tree in a daze, thought that Mo Qingcheng was thinking about something, immediately closed her breath, and looked straight at Mo Qingcheng, afraid of disturbing Mo Qingcheng's thinking.

After a long while, Mo Qingcheng was a little tired from one posture, and couldn't help moving his body.

Xiaoxi hurried forward, looked at Mo Qingcheng with joy, the corners of her mouth were split, and even Xiaojiabiyu's eyes were shining brightly.

"Miss, what did you think of?"

Mo Qingcheng: .
After staying for a while, Mo Qingcheng looked away lightly, glanced at the crabapple tree, and spoke softly with a sinister arc at the corner of his mouth.

"As long as they don't enter the yard, it's fine. If they do, I will teach them a lesson they will never forget."

Mo Qingcheng's voice was as soft as the spring water in April, but for no reason, Xiaoxi gave Xiaoxi a severe chill. She only thought that their young lady was very powerful.

Mo Qingcheng didn't go to see Xiaoxi, but was still staring at the crabapple tree in a daze. She has never been a kind person, as long as others don't trouble her, she will not take the initiative to attack, but when she encounters trouble, she is not afraid of trouble.

Xiaoxi looked at Mo Qingcheng and then at the crabapple tree and fell into deep thought, wisely, she stopped talking.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Haitang, and gradually, gradually, fell into deep thought.

"Qingcheng, look, this is my favorite flower, it's called Begonia."

I still remember the sunny boy, happily holding her hand, happily introducing his favorite things to her, with bright eyes, revealing a touch of cautiousness that is not easy to be wiped out, talking about the beauty of crabapple flowers, only hoping to meet her. recognized.

"Qingcheng, do you like it? I hope that in the future, it can be planted in our yard."

The two were originally introduced by friends, and Mo Qingcheng didn't know if he loved him, but he just liked the warm smile on his face like the sun.

At that time, her expression was very calm, but she couldn't bear to refuse his request, so she nodded at that time.

But Mo Qingcheng could still think of the darkness in his eyes at that time.

Until one day, when he stood in front of Mo Qingcheng, and his battle clothes were stained red with blood, Mo Qingcheng realized that he had walked into her heart unknowingly.

She was the best doctor in the military region, but she couldn't save his life.

For the first time, Mo Qingcheng was so flustered that he didn't know what to do. For the first time, he shed tears.

She still remembered him wiping away her tears, the warmth of his fingertips, and the bright smile he had just seen for the first time.

"Why are you crying? It's not like you at all."

"You'll be fine, no, I won't let you be fine."

"It's useless, Qingcheng, I love you, live on for me, I know you don't love me, but I still hope you are happy."

At that time, he took out the seeds of Begonia flowers from his bosom and handed them to Mo Qingcheng.

"I still want to plant it in our yard, but it seems that there is no chance. If possible, I hope you plant a crabapple, and I will watch you happy among the crabapple flowers."

(End of this chapter)