Chapter 331

Hearing the name, the people on the bed opened their eyes, breathed faintly and said, "she's coming?"

Qingge?

The empress's face changed slightly, with a little doubt on her face.

This Qing night, and what not three not four women, into the glass hall?

The empress was about to ask. Suddenly, an eager female voice came to her ear

"Uncle Huang!"

Mo Qingge also ignores the guard's obstruction and rushes in directly. The guards outside the hall are holding swords and swords one after another and come in: "bold, cheap girl!"

"All back!" Cloud Chen coldly scolds a way.

"... yes!"

The guards had to put away their swords and retreat.

Hearing this familiar voice, Gu Mian Mo suddenly raised her eyes, and her slightly stunned eyes fell on her.

Song... Here she comes.

It's really his song!

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, close to the edge of the couch, but his foot was as heavy as a kilo, slowing down a lot.

The man on the couch is dying. His face is as white as a ghost. There is no blood on his dry lips. His fragmented eyes are also covered with a layer of weak turbidity.

It's like dying.

Tears of panic gushed out and filled my heart.

"Uncle Huang..."

Mo Qingge tears in an instant. He hugs the person on the bed and plunges his head into his arms. His petite body is constantly shaking because of sobbing and sobbing.

"This... What is this?" Empress saint was confused and worried.

What kind of wild girl!

Is the demon emperor what she can hold casually?

"Empress saint, this girl is here to cure younger martial brother." Qing night immediately blocked behind saint, perfunctory way, "you go out first."

"You..."

Before the empress had time to speak, Qing Ye directly pulled her out, with a prevaricating tone:

"Empress saint, I'll explain to you slowly..."

The inner hall became a lot more pure in an instant. Mo Qingge leaned against him and could not calm down for a long time.

"Song." Gu Mian Mo stretched out his hand hard and gathered her in his arms. His finger bones trembled. "You are willing to see me at last."

A light sentence, but contains too much loss and palpitation.

Seeing that she did not speak, Gu Mo continued, "are you still angry with Uncle Huang?"

Mo Qingge raised her eyes with tears in her eyes. She didn't nod or shake her head. She looked miserable.

She didn't know how to speak.

"Ge'er..." Gu mianmo hugged her tightly and said faintly, "Uncle Huang, I want to tell you that I'm sorry..."

His voice was very weak: "it's my fault. I shouldn't destroy the medicinal materials you've worked so hard to get, and I shouldn't say those words to you. It makes you sad, and I shouldn't not understand you... Uncle Huang has been very guilty these days."

Mo Qingge bit his lower lip and gently shook his head, tears dripping down.

"I don't know how to take care of your feelings. Uncle Huang already knows that he is wrong. Don't be angry with Uncle Huang again, OK?"

Sincere tone, gentle to the bone.

This is his heartfelt apology.

Mo Qingge body dun dun, but immediately he took back.

"Song, don't push me away." He held the girl tightly in his arms, and his stiff phalanx trembled. "As long as you forgive uncle Huang, uncle Huang can do anything. Don't be angry... OK?"

Mo Qingge was full of tears and said with a cry: "Uncle Huang, Ge'er is also wrong. In fact, Ge'er has not been angry with you for a long time."

Originally, she still had some small emotions, but when she saw Uncle Huang's that second, her emotions disappeared instantly.

After listening to Gu mianmo's words, she was slightly touched.

Uncle Huang is the emperor of the demon family, but he is willing to apologize to her in a low voice.

What else is she dissatisfied with.

Besides, she was wrong about it.

"Really?" He still doesn't believe it.

"Well." Mo Qingge with tears, nodded, "I am angry with who, will not be angry with you."

Gu felt a little palpitation in his heart.

It turns out that his songs are not angry with him.

Holding Mo Qingge in his arms, he would never let go again: "in the future, even if you are angry, don't push uncle Huang away, wait for uncle Huang to coax you... OK?"

"Good."

"Miss me?" He asked.

"Yes."

"Uncle Huang misses you very much, too."

Mo Qingge is still in his arms, sobbing in a low voice, and his inner emotion has already collapsed.

Seeing the situation, Gu Mian's heart was full of love, and he wanted to break off her head and help her wipe her tears.

Who knows, just want to get up, it affected the heart of the injury, piercing pain suddenly spread between the heart: "cough..."

The cough of heartbreak reverberated in his ears, and his lips overflowed with a trace of scarlet.

"Uncle Huang, don't get up. Lie down quickly." Mo Qingge just got up and saw that his face was pale again, and his heart was like a knife.

What happened? How could he be so weak?

I felt his pulse. It was a mess.

It's a symptom of toxic damage to the heart!

Mo Qingge turned her head, just as Qing ye came in from outside the hall, she asked: "Qing Ye Jun, what's wrong with him?"

"Didn't I tell you?" Qing ye turned her white eyes and said casually, "younger martial brother, he is so poisonous that his heart has been damaged. If he wants to live, he must cut off his right arm and dig out his heart!"

If you want to live, you have to cut off your right arm and dig out your heart!

In a word, immediately let Mo Qingge in front of a black, a blank brain, ears buzzing, some tinnitus.

"Elder martial brother..." Gu mianmo seems to have something to say.

"Is that true?" Mo Qingge bit his lower lip, feeling a little difficult to calm down.

"I don't have time to cheat you." Qing Ye said noncommittally, "you are also a doctor. Can't you see that your younger martial brother's heart has been damaged?"

"Is..." Mo Qingge finger bone tight curl up, bear tears down the corner of the eye, heartbroken, "is there no other way?"

If Uncle Huang lost his right arm and his heart was not there, what's the difference with being disabled?

"No

Qing Ye is concise and comprehensive.

The feeling of grief, as if to burst out in an instant.

"No, I don't want it." Mo Qingge tearful, "Uncle Huang, I don't want you to become disabled, I will never make you angry again."

Gu Mian ink lips slightly hook, evoke a pale sad smile, opened his mouth: "Song Er, if Uncle Huang becomes a useless person, will you despise uncle Huang useless?"

Shaking his head, Mo Qingge's heart is like a needle, sad and said: "then I will take care of you all my life!"

He could not help but smile Enron: "you have this sentence, enough."

Immediately, Gu Mian Mo slightly side eye, command a way: "pull her out."

He didn't want the singer to see too bloody a picture.

"Yes

"No, I'm not going anywhere. I'm here with you." Mo Qingge holds him and refuses to let go.

"Song, be obedient." The tone of low, evil sound.

"No, I won't go!"

Mo Qingge curled his mouth, like an octopus wrapped around him, his head buried in his arms, no matter what.