Chapter 2071: It’s that Simple

"Silly Mo'er, if the sky falls, won't your husband still be here?"

His nonchalant tone was full of dominance.

He stood up lazily and leaned against the head of the bed.

Su Zimo walked to the table beside him with a gloomy face and sat down.

"I know you will hold up the sky if it falls. You are taller than me, and I can't hold it up even if I want to."

Su Zimo felt extremely sad when she thought that it would take at least two years before she could return to Haoyue Country. By that time, the children would be almost ten years old, and what she would miss would be the best childhood for the children.

Su Zimo's throat was always sour and unbearable when she thought of this.

She was just an ordinary mother. She always thought that she could play the role of a good mother, but now, she couldn't even realize her wish to accompany her children to grow up.

All she left for her children was endless pain, longing and waiting.

My dears, I'm sorry!

Su Zimo's eyelashes were like butterfly wings, trembling. She always felt like there was something in her throat, making her breath difficult.

Su Zimo clenched her hands slightly.

She stood up suddenly. She couldn't waste time now. She had to kill the witch god before Qinghan and the others put the life and death magic map together.

"Mu Yunxuan, get up quickly."

Mu Yunxuan frowned slightly. He seemed to see Su Zimo when he first met him.

"Mo'er, you are so fierce?" Mu Yunxuan said, and shrunk his shoulders.

"More than fierce, I am the tigress in Qi'er's mouth. Get up quickly, let's go to the City Lord's Mansion."

But when she thought of Mo Yan, who looked exactly like Mengyan, her mood became complicated.

However, in Mengyan's love, his soul was full of holes, and his waiting was forever.

"You!" Seeing her lively appearance, he felt even more comfortable. His Mo'er, no matter what she looked like, was the one he loved most.

After Mu Yunxuan washed up.

Su Zimo and Mu Yunxuan also came to the outside of the City Lord's Mansion soon.

Today they came to visit formally.

After handing over the visiting card, the two waited outside the gate of the City Lord's Mansion.

Su Zimo asked with some concern: "Yunxuan, Mo Yan really has no memory of you, right?"

Mu Yunxuan looked at her, with a gentle smile in his watery black eyes: "Mo'er, don't worry! He won't remember all the memories about you. When he was five years old, a black spot suddenly grew on his left face, so he was ostracized. I used my appearance to exchange for his body to preserve his soul. Now it's all over."

Su Zimo was relieved.

She pondered for a moment, then quickly raised her eyes to look at Mu Yunxuan.

"Yunxuan, what about your people?" Su Zimo suddenly remembered the old man in Nightmare City.

"Mo'er, not everything in the world can be perfect. Nightmare and Jian Mo are already things of the last life. In this life, I am just Mu Yunxuan, and you are just Su Zimo."

"Is it that simple?" Su Zimo's long eyelashes like butterfly wings flashed quickly.

Mu Yunxuan asked with a somewhat evil smile: "Does Moer want to make it more complicated?"

When Su Zimo saw his evil expression, why did she suddenly have the urge to beat him up?

Su Zimo wanted to kick him, but seeing that there were so many people around, she pinched Mu Yunxuan's arm fiercely: "You still think things are not complicated enough, I just care about your people, do you have to misinterpret my meaning like this?"