I can't keep my clothes off

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"On the wedding night, I know that you have been to Qingyu's room, and the child in Qingyu's belly is also yours."

Murong Heng's words were like a bolt from the blue, Murong Ze looked at him in shock, didn't Su Qingyu say that the child belonged to Murong Ze?

"No, Qingyu said that the child in her belly is yours!"

Murongze couldn't imagine that if the child in Su Qingyu's belly was really his own, then he would never forgive himself in this life!

Murong Heng looked at him coldly, and said: "I lied to her, I don't want her to leave me, and I don't want her to be immersed in self-blame and guilt all the time, so I lied about going to her room every night. it's me."

Murong Ze's knees softened, his eyes were blank and he shook his head desperately.

"Qingyu was killed by you, she was killed by your selfishness!"

Murong Heng's words were like the last grass that crushed the camel's back. Murong Ze broke down completely, and tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.

"I want to see her." Murong Ze's voice was hoarse, full of sadness.

"You are not entitled to see her."

Murong Heng pushed Murong Ze away, preventing him from rushing in.

"No! I want to see her for the last time!"

Murong Ze's mind was full of the words Su Qingyu, he desperately wanted to rush into Prince Jin's mansion and see her for the last time, but Murong Heng asked the guards to stop him.

"close the door."

After Murong Heng finished speaking in a cold voice, he walked into the mansion with his hands behind his back.

The heavy door closed, and Murong Ze frantically knocked on the door, but the only response to him was the empty knock...

Murong Ze knocked on the door all night like this, his sad emotions infected the whole night, but no one answered.

In the early morning, Murong Ze finally gave up.

Desperately, he walked away slowly, bumping into passers-by from time to time, and finally bumped into the table of a small stall by himself, fell to the ground, barely got up, and moved on.

The news of Princess Jin's death spread throughout the capital, and the whole city was solemn, and the palace of Prince Jin also hung up mourning lanterns.

People only think that the beauty is so unlucky, but they don't know how much it hurts.

In the dark night, a vigorous figure turned into Jin Wang's mansion and walked directly towards Jin Wangfei's former residence.

Gently pushing the door open, the room exudes a faint fragrance, which is her favorite sandalwood aroma.

Murong Ze walked to the side of the bed with nostalgia, brushed the soft silk quilt lightly with his hands, and slowly lay down on it, as if she was still there.

Looking in front of her, Su Qingyu was lying on the opposite side with a smile on her face, watching him quietly. Murong Ze slowly reached out and stroked her cheek, what he touched was just a piece of air.

The beautiful woman has passed away, and the living mourn.

The man did not flick his tears easily, but before something sad happened, Murong Ze buried his head deeply in the quilt, sniffing Su Qingyu's smell carefully, tears wet the quilt.

Sorry, I killed you!It was my selfishness that killed you.

Murong Ze kept repeating this sentence softly on his lips full of guilt, but it was a pity that Su Qingyu could never hear it again.

The moonlight was bright and clear, reflecting in front of the dressing table, Murongze seemed to see Su Qingyu sitting there, smiling like a thrush.

He walked over slowly, sat in front of the mirror, and saw that Su Qingyu appeared next to him in the mirror, and she was smiling and winking at him.

If time could go back, how he wished that he would have the courage to hold her hand tightly when she turned around resolutely.

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