Chapter 55： His thoughts (breaking into her heart for the king to reward and change)

Mu Zi felt desperate.

——She can't do anything with Murong Cheng, but Murong Cheng can do anything to her.

After rebirth, she was considered smooth, and could deal with everything except Murong Cheng.

He is like a stubborn nail, deeply pierced in the road ahead of her, will not block her way, but will make her jump from time to time!

What a nasty man...

Mu Zi lay in his arms with a deep hatred in his heart.

His arms are too hard, not as soft and comfortable as a pillow; his arms are too tight, not as warm and breathable as a thin blanket.

She felt awkward, uncomfortable, and uncomfortable, and thought to herself: I must not fall asleep tonight, she will have insomnia.

But slowly, I got used to the clear masculine atmosphere, and got down somehow...

She fell asleep.

The speed of falling asleep is faster than imagined.

Murong Cheng felt her breathing long and relaxed, and kissed her hair softly, with a satisfied warmth in her eyes.

Long, long ago, he wanted to fall asleep with his arms around her.

It was just that at that time, Mu Zening was already beside her, and he was in a distressed situation, living a life of licking blood with a knife, he might die at any time.

He is a person without a future, and cannot cause her to suffer.

At the same time, he thought optimistically, Mu Zening pursued her like a dog for four years, but she did not accept it, indicating that she did not love Admiring Zening.

So he still has a chance. Give him another year at most, and after one year, when he stabilizes his power, he can completely own her.

However, the reality is caught off guard-

Su Zi’s grandmother was suddenly ill. The old man’s biggest wish was to see his granddaughter get married. In order not to let his grandmother leave any regrets, Su Zi hurriedly married Mu Zening...

Mu Zening has been a dog for four years and finally got his wish.

Murong Cheng has now got his wish.

But he was arrogant and arrogant. He couldn't do what Mu Zening could do, and he was unwilling to boil frogs in warm water with tenderness and honey for four years. He is a man with no compromises to achieve goals, and he pays great attention to timeliness.

Therefore, knowing that Su Zi resisted and hated him, he still forced her to accept with a tyrannical posture.

The only hidden worry... is Mu Zening.

He believed that Su Zi did not love Zening, but Su Zi married Mu Zening after all, and now they are back from the dead, will their old love be revived?

Thinking of this possibility, Murong Cheng subconsciously hugged her tighter.

The girl in her arms babbled in her sleep, as if feeling cold, she rolled over and shrank into his arms.

Murong Cheng pulled up the thin blanket a bit, thinking: It is troublesome to keep Mu Zening, it is better to make it clean.

But he was also worried, for fear that she would cherish memories and never forget, since then Mu Zening has become the imprint on her heart that will never fade.

Once a person dies, all that is left are good memories. It is better to live so that she can see the man's abusive emotions and incompetence, so that she can be completely judged.

Murong Cheng was very worried.

He is not a sentimental person, but because of her, he is repeatedly depressed.

His index finger bends slightly and gently rubs her soft and delicate face, "Zi Zi, don't let me wait too long..."

In the darkness, no one responded to him.

...

Mu Zi slept till dawn.

She opened her eyes, still a little confused about waking up. She sat on the bed for a long time before remembering—Murong Cheng had been here last night!

Mu Zi got a cold back and got out of bed immediately.

Looking at the blanket on the bed again, no matter how I look at it, I feel awkward.

It was as if all these things got his breath and became no longer clean.

Mu Zi removed the sheets and pillowcases, and stuffed them into the clothes basket together with the thin blanket covered last night, ready to be washed by the servants.

However, even if it is washed, she probably won't use it again.

When I went downstairs, I met Bai Wei.

"It's dirty, I'll take it to wash it." Mu Zi said before Bai Wei asked.

Bai Wei stared at her weirdly.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Mu Zi puzzled.

Bai Wei pointed to her neck and asked suspiciously: "How come there are so many prints..."