coobybook Chapter 342: Heartbroken: In my previous life, I was such a jerk
Chapter 342: Heartbroken: In my previous life, I was such a jerk
He hoped that Di Xiuyan would not touch Yanyan, the person he loved deeply.
However, the next second.
"Come here, come to my side."
As soon as the magnetic and hoarse voice sounded, Mu Wanyan from her previous life slowly walked towards Di Xiuyan like a possessed person.
As soon as their palms met in the dark night, Di Xiuyan seemed to be ignited in an instant. With a sudden pull, he pulled the shy and at a loss Mu Wanyan directly into his arms.
He lowered his head, curled his lips and smiled: "Are you scared?" It was the voice of that monster in the world again.
Mu Wanyan shook her head and said in a cat-like voice, "Don't be afraid."
She, Yanyan, his beautiful and pure little girl, was kissed by that lecher Di Xiuyan. (From Pei Mochen's perspective)
"Ah, Yanyan, my Yanyan." Pei Mochen was floating with tears streaming down his face. He kept shaking his head and felt as if his heart was broken in an instant.
"No, don't touch her, don't touch my Yanyan." The smoky Pei Mochen kept bumping into Di Xiuyan from his previous life, trying to peel him off.
However, he floated back and forth and did not affect the kiss at all.
Hug and kiss, hold and kiss, hold him in his arms and kiss.
Kiss her lips, kiss her eyebrows, bite her earlobe, and kiss deeply, very deeply.
Pei Mochen was sobbing loudly on the side. It was the first time he regretted entering the dream and insisting on seeing himself in his previous life.
"Wuwuwu, my Yanyan, Di Xiuyan, you pervert, don't touch my princess."
"Yan Yan is my wife. She belongs to me alone."
My own crying was heart-wrenching, and their breathing nearby could be heard rising and falling.
Pei Mochen was sad to find that Di Xiuyan was not only a level 10 warrior, but also had an amazing way of teasing women.
How could he be so good at it? So lustful?
"Bah, you shameless pervert!"
Pei Mochen cursed, and then suddenly.
"puff--"
He spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat and actually vomited blood.
However, no matter how sad he was, he could not escape from the east wing.
Even with his eyes closed, he could clearly see everything happening before his eyes.
Fortunately, there was a curtain hanging in the east wing.
Di Xiuyan, who was poisoned by the love grass, finally kissed enough, or finally reached his limit.
He bent his legs, gently picked up the obedient Mu Wanyan, walked through the screen, passed by Pei Mochen, and walked towards the bed with a curtain.
Fortunately, Pei Mochen could not see the scene behind the curtain.
Otherwise, he would definitely vomit blood and die.
But, alas, he could hear the sound very clearly.
So, so, so...
Pei Mochen, who looked like a ball of smoke, could only crouch down like a ghost, silently squatting in a small corner of the room.
While listening to Di Xiuyan's happiness, he covered his chest and wailed.
"Yan Yan, Yan Yan, my Yan Yan..."
"I'm dying, your brother Chen is dying..."
"Little Stone can't bear it anymore. Little Stone doesn't want to listen anymore..."
At the same time, Master Yunhai, who was performing a ritual, could clearly see Pei Mochen wailing.
He could also sense that Pei Mochen wanted to escape from the illusion.
However, how could Yun Hai let Pei Mochen jump out so easily when he was risking his own life to help him?
"Amitabha, Your Highness the Third Prince, please continue."
"You will suffer for the sins you have committed. Once you have seen everything, I will naturally let you out."
Of course, Pei Mochen in the illusion could not hear Master Yunhai talking. He could only continue to listen to the voices of Di Xiuyan and Mu Wanyan from his previous life in the illusion.
Very loud. Very loud.
Finally, God took pity on him. At the last moment, Pei Mochen could not bear the shock and fainted.
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When he woke up again, he had already arrived at Jianjia Pavilion.
He saw Mu Wanyan from his previous life, embroidering a purse stitch by stitch.
She seemed not to be very good at sewing. She couldn't hold the needle steadily and always pricked her fingers, causing her to frown in pain again and again.
Pei Mochen, who looked like smoke, felt extremely distressed. He really wanted to go over and blow on her hands and touch her wounds.
But every time he stretched out his hand in front of Mu Wanyan, he was like a ball of air, and the whole person passed through in an instant.
He couldn't touch his princess at all.
Pei Mochen could only stand quietly beside Mu Wanyan, watching her embroider a purse while wiping away tears.
It seems that all the tears I have shed in this life have dried up in this illusion.
Especially when he saw the word "Chen" on Mu Wanyan's purse, Pei Mochen felt a pain in his heart and started howling again.
He beat his chest with his hands and cursed: "Pei Mochen, you are not a human being, you are really not a man. Why don't you treat such a good girl well?"
"Are you crazy? Her heart and eyes are all about you. How could you bear to treat her like that?"
……
I don’t know how long it took, but Mu Wanyan from her previous life finally finished embroidering the purse.
She called Xiangqin over and showed it to her excitedly, "Xiangqin, come and take a look. Is the purse I embroidered beautiful?"
Xiang Qin smiled and said, "It looks good, it looks good, the master is really amazing."
Mu Wanyan looked at the crooked stitches with a dim look in her eyes, "You must be kidding me, right? The stitches are so ugly, Mo Chen will definitely dislike them when he sees them."
Xiang Qin comforted her: "Master, don't think too much. As long as it is embroidered by you, the prince will definitely like it."
At this time, Pei Mochen, who looked like a ball of smoke, also nodded heavily and kept saying, "I like it, I like it. As long as it is something embroidered by my Yanyan, Brother Chen will definitely like it."
However, the next second, he was slapped in the face.
Because he saw himself in his previous life, the arrogant 'Pei Mochen', coming here in an official manner.
Mu Wanyan immediately blushed. She was still thinking about the scene when she and he were in the wedding night last night.
Her little face was flushed, and her pair of peach blossom eyes were like frightened deer, she didn't dare to look at him at all.
The smoky Pei Mochen raised his hand and slapped the arrogant Pei Mochen hard.
He cursed to himself, "You are worse than a beast. Look, Yanyan, I thought I was spending the wedding night with you last night."
"You beast!"
The palm wind slapped past like a gust of wind, and could not affect anyone in the previous life at all.
Mu Wanyan took out the purse she had embroidered and handed it to Pei Mochen as if she was presenting a treasure. She whispered, "Brother Chen, this is the purse I embroidered for you. I give it to you. I hope you can wear it."
Pei Mochen took the purse and took a look at it. He couldn't hide the sarcasm in his eyes and threw it to the follower behind him.
"Put it away and put it in the study."
When he met Mu Wanyan's face again, he was reluctant to even give her a smile, "The stitches are too ugly and too thick, so I won't wear it on my body."
"I have something else to do. I'll come see you when I'm free."
As soon as he finished speaking, he no longer looked at Mu Wanyan, and hurriedly left Jianjia Pavilion with his entourage, following his official steps.
Mu Wanyan was left in the room feeling sad.
Pei Mochen, who looked like smoke, was instantly enraged. He rushed forward and wanted to beat his previous life self.
But, he was just a puff of smoke, how could he touch the arrogant Pei Mochen?
Pei Mochen came back to his senses and turned around to comfort Mu Wanyan.
He just stretched out his long arm, trying to hug the shoulders of his beloved woman, but his arm went right through her, unable to comfort her at all.
Mu Wanyan in the previous life hadn't cried yet, but Pei Mochen in this life's eyes turned red first.
"Yan Yan, be good, don't be sad, don't feel sad for him."
"He's not worthy, he has no heart, he's a beast."
"Come, come to me, come to my side, and I will comfort you."
Pei Mochen burst into tears again, because after venting his anger, he suddenly realized that the beast he was talking about was himself in his previous life.
A feeling of powerlessness spread throughout his body and bones. For the first time, he felt
The next second, the scene changed.
Mu Wanyan picked up the purse she had just given away next to the garbage dump.
She smiled helplessly, "It's easy to change the hearts of old friends, but it's easy to change the hearts of old friends." (Quote: Nalan Xingde's "Mulan Flower")
Turning to Xiangqin, he said sadly, "It's been too long. Maybe Brother Chen has already fallen in love with another girl. If I had known, I wouldn't have married in Dafeng."
Xiangqin: "Master, don't be sad, you haven't told him that you saved him when you were a child."
Mu Wanyan: "The little friendship we had when we were young can only be considered friendship at best. I'm afraid Mo Chen has already forgotten it. How can I repay the favor?"
"It's strange, I shouldn't have believed in a promise he made casually when he was young."
Xiang Qin was also sad along with Mu Wanyan, "Master, you are so beautiful, and you truly love the prince. He will see your good side one day."
Pei Mochen nodded in a smoky voice, "Yes, Yanyan, I love you. I love you very much."
He didn't know why he was so cruel in his previous life. Pei Mochen quickly floated to his study and cursed at Pei Mochen:
"Arrogant guy, I wonder how long you can be so arrogant!"