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Chapter 1098 Her Curse Can Never Be Solved

Su Mu knew how powerful Mr. Jun was. Even a man as mysterious as Shangguan Luo was afraid of him. She was just an ordinary person, so she knew that if she didn't use some special means, she would never be able to get what she wanted from him.

Su Mu likes him, this kind of strong liking can make her give her everything, but this kind of "like" that is not under 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 did not belong to her has been dominating her. Her reason clearly told her that she should not like him, but 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 held the thing in her hand tightly, and there was an unspeakable pain in her heart. She knew that she liked Wen Qing, but now she was always uncontrollably clinging to another man. Just before last night, she could tell herself that she really loved Mr. Jun, and she didn't even want to believe that her emotions had been controlled by others.

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, 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, forcibly destroying the beauty of the hairpin. She stared at it for a while, and slowly raised her hand to take the hairpin.

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. Even if she went fast, it would take a lot of time to return to the imperial capital from the border, not to mention that he still died in the battlefield.

(End of this chapter)