Su Mu knows how powerful Mr. Jun is. Even a man as mysterious as Shangguan Luo is afraid of him. She is just an ordinary person, so she knows that if she doesn't use some special means, she will never get rid of him. Get what she wants.
Su Mu likes him, this kind of strong liking can make her give her everything, but this kind of "like" that is out of her own control does not come from the true emotion in her heart.
It was this wooden sign that affected her.
Su Mu never thought that the man she regarded as the flower of Gaoling would do such a despicable thing. The emotion that does not belong to her has been dominating her. Her reason clearly told her, She shouldn't like him, she likes Wen Qing.
But emotion has been preventing her from thinking about this question. Now she likes Mr. Jun, isn't it good to be with him
She tightly held the thing in her hand, and there was an unspeakable pain in her heart. She knew that she liked Wen Qing, but now she was always obsessed with another man uncontrollably. Just before last night, She can still tell herself that she really loves Mr. Jun, and she doesn't even want to believe that her emotions have been controlled by others. Even if she sees the truth now, her liking for him hasn't diminished in the slightest.
What's more, she was reluctant to destroy her feeling of liking him.
All the reluctance was because of the things in her hands.
Her fingernails dug into her palms, oozing blood.
This kind of state of knowing that her feelings are abnormal but unable to change herself almost made her want to abuse herself.
"Princess!" Feng Ling suddenly said outside the door: "The General's Mansion... something happened to the General's Mansion!"
Su Mu paused, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.
In the general's mansion, the clouds were gloomy, and there were occasional cries, which made people feel depressed.
Su Mu ran from the gate of the General's Mansion into the hall unimpeded. Everyone in the General's Mansion gathered in the hall. In the center of the hall was a coffin.
The moment she stepped into the hall, her legs went limp, and she staggered to hold on to the door frame.
Everyone in the hall looked at her.
The tears on Zhao Furong's face were still wet, and Wen Guan still had fresh wounds on his face.
Wen Guan came back, but Wen Qing was not standing by his side.
Su Mu forced herself not to look at the coffin, and tried to maintain a calm posture. She asked, "Where is Wen Qing?"
"I..." There was guilt and pain in Wen Guan's expression that couldn't be resolved, he stepped forward a few steps, and lowered his head, "I'm sorry, I didn't take good care of him."
Su Mu moved the corners of his lips, but couldn't make a sound.
Wen Guan stretched out his hand, and in his hand was a pearl hairpin, "When he was wounded on the battlefield, he kept holding on to it tightly."
Su Mu's gaze moved down, and she saw the pearl hairpin she gave away. The hairpin was stained with a little dark red blood, which abruptly destroyed the beauty of the pearl hairpin. She stared at it for a while, then slowly raised it He took the pearl hairpin in his hand.
Zhao Furong wiped his eyes, and whispered next to Wen Guan: "Let the princess and Wen Qing talk for a while."
Wen Guan's face was pale, he glanced at the coffin and nodded.
All the people in the General's Mansion left the hall, leaving only Su Mu alone.
Su Mu stood for a long time, moved slightly, and was getting closer to the coffin. The lid of the coffin was not closed, and she saw the person lying inside. He still died in battle.