blogombal Chapter 159 I was reborn
Chapter 159 I was reborn
"You've really become unlovable."
Gu Qianbei shook his head helplessly, suddenly feeling that the innocent Li Mochou might have died long ago.
"What do you mean?"
Li Mochou looked at Gu Qianbei with a puzzled expression.
"It's nothing. This wine isn't poisoned. If you're afraid to drink it, then forget it."
"What is there that I, Li Mochou, wouldn't dare to drink!"
Li Mochou suddenly lost her temper, picked up her wine cup, and drank it all in one gulp!
The next moment, a powerful wave of drowsiness washed over me.
Goodnight, Mochou. I'm giving you a fleeting dream.
Beneath the mask, Gu Qianbei smiled faintly.
"you……"
Li Mochou looked at the mysterious red mask, but finally succumbed to sleepiness and fell asleep on the table.
"Where am I?"
Under the setting sun, Li Mochou stood outside the Lu Family Manor, looking bewildered.
She had completely forgotten everything that had just happened.
When she saw the plaque of Lu Family Village, anger and murderous intent surged within her instantly.
"I remember now! I came here to kill that heartless man!"
Li Mochou entered the Lu Family Manor and killed everyone she saw. Soon she saw two people leaning on each other in the courtyard.
A gust of wind blows, and pear blossoms fall like rain.
"Lu Zhanyuan, it's been a long time. I didn't expect you to still be with this slut."
Li Mochou spoke softly, her voice as cold as shattered ice, each word carrying a bone-chilling hatred.
"Li Mochou! What brings you here?"
Lu Zhanyuan's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously shielded He Yuanjun behind him.
"Ten years have passed since we last met, how could I not come? You seem to be living a carefree life, with a beautiful woman in your arms, how delightful you must be."
Li Mochou's cold smile became increasingly chilling.
"Ten years have passed, why won't you let us go?"
Lu Zhanyuan's face was filled with despair.
"Let you go? Hahaha!"
Li Mochou suddenly burst into laughter, her laughter shrill and echoing throughout the courtyard. Tears welled in her eyes, which turned red.
Finally, she stared intently at Lu Zhanyuan.
"Back then, you made vows of eternal love to me, promising me a lifetime together, but then you turned around and abandoned me, marrying someone else."
You've hurt me so badly! And now you say it's because I won't let you go?
Lu Zhanyuan! You are utterly shameless!
I've come today for no other reason than to collect this debt of affection!
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Mochou slapped Lu Zhanyuan with her palm.
"Yuan-jun, run... ah!"
Before Lu Zhanyuan could finish speaking, the palm struck him directly in the chest.
Lu Zhanyuan coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered to the ground.
"Zhan Yuan!"
He Yuanjun's face turned pale, and she threw herself into Lu Zhanyuan's arms and cried.
Looking down at Lu Zhanyuan, who was lying on the ground in pain, and then at He Yuanjun, who was crying, Li Mochou's eyes were filled with hatred.
"You stole my beloved, ruined my lifelong romance, you all deserve to die!"
A palm strike landed, accompanied by two muffled thuds.
Blood splattered onto the pure white pear blossoms, staining the petals red.
As Li Mochou looked at the two corpses, the murderous intent in her eyes gradually dissipated, but no pleasure arose; only endless sorrow remained.
She stood amidst the blood-stained ground, her black hair disheveled, a single tear slowly sliding down her stunning face, only to be wiped away by a chilling hatred.
"It's all over, Lu Zhanyuan."
In the blink of an eye, it felt like a long time had passed, and countless memories flooded back.
She returned to the ancient tomb to steal the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, but failed.
She chased after Little Dragon Girl and her disciple, trying every means to get the Jade Maiden Heart Sutra, but she still failed.
In the blink of an eye, she seemed to have arrived at a valley and been poisoned by a plant called the Love Flower.
Missing Lu Zhanyuan caused the poison to take effect instantly.
She ended her life in a sea of fire.
"What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it?"
These were her last words as she perished in the flames.
The pain of being burned alive is nothing compared to the heartache of loving someone you can't have.
"Zhanyuan, if there is an afterlife, can we be a happy couple?"
If on that day I hadn't let you leave alone, but instead chose to betray our sect and go with you, would you still have remained faithful?
"Will we be able to get married, have children, and live happily ever after?"
This thought involuntarily surfaced in Li Mochou's mind.
Perhaps it was a stroke of luck, but Li Mochou felt a blur before her eyes and found herself back at the age of twenty.
Before him stood the young Lu Zhanyuan, bidding him farewell.
"Don't worry, something has come up at home, I need to go back first. Once I've taken care of things at home, I'll definitely come back to marry you."
Familiar words, familiar faces—Li Mochou felt somewhat dazed.
"I've been reborn?"
The thought popped into Li Mochou's mind, and she was overjoyed.
"It must be that Heaven heard my heartfelt wish, which is why it gave me this chance to start over."
This time, I will take back everything I've lost!
Li Mochou immediately grabbed Lu Zhanyuan's hands, excitedly saying, "Zhanyuan! I don't want to be separated from you, I'll go back with you!"
Lu Zhanyuan was startled and quickly said, "But your sect isn't..."
"That's not important! Zhan Yuan, right now, the most important person to me is you."
"Let's go to Lujiazhuang, I want to marry you!"
Lu Zhanyuan was moved and held Li Mochou's hand tightly.
"Okay, let's get married when we get back!"
Everything in the picture.
In Lu Family Village, Lu Zhanyuan and Li Mochou got married.
Wearing a wedding dress, Li Mochou felt like the happiest woman in the world.
"Zhanyuan, I'm finally your wife."
"Don't worry, I will be good to you for the rest of my life."
The two smiled at each other, seemingly having truly entered into happiness.
Before we knew it, it was early spring.
The pear blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, and the fallen petals cover the ground, yet they always exude a cool and serene atmosphere.
Li Mochou sat by the window, embroidering a handkerchief.
As she meticulously wove, red flowers and green leaves gradually appeared on the plain brocade.
Just like the silk handkerchief they used to pledge their love back then.
At this moment, the sharpness in Li Mochou's eyes had long since disappeared, replaced by tenderness and expectation.
She eagerly awaited her husband's return.
Confined in this secluded mansion, she seemed no different from any other ordinary woman.
Suddenly, footsteps sounded outside the door.
Li Mochou raised her eyes, a faint smile spreading across her face, but the smile froze as soon as it reached her lips.
Because she smelled a scent of rouge on Lu Zhanyuan that came from another woman.
Under Li Mochou's gaze, Lu Zhanyuan appeared slightly flustered, subconsciously pulling his sleeves tighter, his eyes revealing an undisguised aloofness and guilt.
"You're back so late today, were you delayed on the way?"
Li Mochou stood up, her voice soft, but her fingertips clenched the newly repaired handkerchief tightly, the red flower on it deformed from her grip.
"Ah, no. I was chatting with an old friend and lost track of time."
Lu Zhanyuan avoided her gaze, gave her a perfunctory reply, and went straight to the inner room, intending to change out of his clothes.
It was this moment of dodging that shattered the last glimmer of hope in Li Mochou's heart.
These days, Lu Zhanyuan has been frequently coming home late, becoming increasingly indifferent to her, and often lost in thought, exuding an unfamiliar weariness.
At this point, she was completely certain.
Their feelings have changed.