bullyxtreme Chapter 204 - It's all fate
Chapter 204 - It's all fate
"You little girl, you..." Mu Chen was speechless and swallowed all the words of blame and condemnation in his heart.
"Uncle Mu, Mo'er promises you that I will always be by his side and take care of him, no matter where he is!" Qingmo said the last sentence very seriously, and the determination in it shocked Mu Chen.
"Forget it, forget it. Take care of yourselves!" Mu Chen waved his hand and turned to leave.
Mu Chen returned with his eyes dimly looking at the ground without saying a word. When the divination showed that Zhi Xiao would be the successor to the high priest, he was happy for many days. His youngest son was independent and pure-hearted, and was the best candidate in everyone's eyes. No one could have expected the situation today.
"If I had known earlier that this boy was a lovesick man, ah..." Mu Chen murmured.
"If you had known that you couldn't change anything, why bother yourself so much? Everything is arranged by God, it's all fate!" said the great elder who was walking towards him with a frown.
"Old man, come play chess with me!" Mu Chen smiled bitterly.
"You old thing, you still have no respect for your elders. After all, I am your second brother." The elder was so angry that his beard curled up.
"Damn it!"
What a tactless old fellow!
It was almost noon, and Qing Mo was carrying a lunch box to the kitchen to get porridge for Mu Zhixiao. On the way, he was stopped by the Third Elder. He could only bow and greet him, "Hello, Third Elder!"
"Qingjia girl, are you going to give food to that kid Zhixiao?"
"As you can see!" Qingmo replied indifferently.
Seeing that the Third Elder was just standing there thoughtfully and silent, Qing Mo bowed slightly and was about to go around him, but he didn't expect his arm to be grabbed by him.
"What are you doing!" Qing Mo kept twisting his arms, trying to break free from the Third Elder's grip, but the strength between the two was too different and he failed to break free.
"Qingjia girl, what Zhixiao can give you, I can also give you, don't you think about it carefully?"
Qing Mo's eyes widened in surprise, her eyes full of shock and disbelief. This Third Elder, who was older than her father, didn't he know what he had just said!
While the Third Elder's gaze was wandering disgustingly on her face, Qing Mo scratched him hard. Feeling the pain, he suddenly loosened his hands that were holding her and gently stroked the scratches on his face.
Qing Mo ran away, but heard a voice behind him, "As long as you are willing to come to my room after lunch, I can make Mu Zhixiao live to be a hundred years old. That little injury is nothing!"
It is undeniable that this great temptation made Qingmo's heart move. She couldn't help but stop and look back at the Third Elder. Seeing that the other party nodded firmly, she turned around and left in despair.
"Mo'er, are you okay?" Looking at his absent-minded sweetheart, Mu Zhixiao asked worriedly. Based on his understanding of Mo'er, she must have encountered something big, otherwise she would not feed porridge into his nose.
"what?"
Qing Mo recovered and saw that Mu Zhixiao's face was covered with porridge. He quickly took out a handkerchief from the pillow and wiped it while saying, "Xiao, did I burn you? It's all my fault for being too careless."
"Mo'er, what happened?"
"Don't worry, I'm just thinking about our future." A warm smile appeared on the corner of her mouth as she finished speaking, and her smart eyes blinked mischievously at Mu Zhixiao twice. The doubts in Mu Zhixiao's heart were instantly shattered, and he nodded in agreement.
After Mu Zhixiao fell into a deep sleep, Qing Mo stared at his thin handsome face with red eyes in a daze. Two forces in his heart kept fighting and finally the force called reason was defeated.
Qing Mo took out the dagger he had prepared a few days ago from under the pillow and hid it in his sleeve. He leaned over and kissed Mu Zhixiao's forehead lightly, then turned around and left the room resolutely without seeing Mu Zhixiao suddenly open his eyes!
"Mo'er... Mo'er..." Mu Zhixiao took out a pill from his arms with trembling hands and put it in his mouth. When his body had some strength back, he didn't care about the deep knife wounds on his body, and crawled up as if he had used up all his life's strength.
The Third Elder looked at the incense in the incense burner that was about to burn out, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he began to count down in his mind, ten, nine, eight, seven...
"Knock knock knock!"