"Slowly, I started to get used to Zixian's existence. Yin Yin liked Zixian very much, as if it was arranged by fate. Zixian made up for Yin Yin's regret that she could not be a mother. She has been with Yin Yin all these years.
By my side, and I... I have been too lonely these years, and time has quietly slipped away while waiting day after day. I have long been accustomed to looking for Yingluo's shadow on Zi Xian's body."
"So I was thinking, forget it, Quan should give birth to two sons, and don't let any third person know about Zixian's life experience except you and me."
Butler Ye has stayed in the Lu family for decades and works steadily and cautiously. Apart from Lu Sijue, he is the only one who knows Lu Zixian's life experience.
Lu Zixian is not Liu Zhaodi’s son at all. Lu Zixian’s biological mother is...Liu Yingluo!
At that time, the second child Liu Yingluo was pregnant with was not a daughter, but a son, and Lu Zixian was the baby she took out by caesarean section.
Lu Sijue only left this matter to Butler Ye to handle, and it was done flawlessly. It's ridiculous that Liu Zhaodi has spent all his thoughts on Lu Zixian these years. How did she know that she had exhausted all her powers and was doing it for others?
Wedding clothes.
Lu Sijue took charge of the Lu family at the age of 18 and became the successor of the new generation. Over the years, he has been in a high position strategizing, and has been in a state of rapid change for more than thirty years. He is a born emperor, a legend of the generation, and people look up to him.
Butler Ye nodded respectfully, "Yes, sir."
Lu Sijue's gloomy eyes fell on the property division document, "For these two sons, I gave all the movable properties to Ating, and gave all the real estate to Zixian, and divided them equally. This has already been done
The legal effect will be implemented by a lawyer once I die."
Lu Sijue explained his death in a low voice. He knew his body well. After holding on for so many years, his end was approaching.
Butler Ye's eyes were red. He was probably the only one who knew that Lu Sijue had a heart problem.
The conspiracy that swept through the Lu family hurt too many people. Liu Yingluo left, and the Lu family members who were left behind, Mrs. Lu, Lu Sijue, Lu Yinyin, Lu Hanting... they all had a very bad life.
Lu Sijue started coughing up blood many years ago. Sometimes Butler Ye feels that the person he dislikes the most is probably...Liu Yingluo. Without Liu Yingluo, his husband would not have suffered from heart disease. He was in the imperial capital when he was in his prime.
Lu Sijue, the most noble man, met Liu Yingluo for the first time in the hospital, and his life was ruined at first sight.
Butler Ye didn't know what kind of psychological torture his husband had suffered over the years, how painful it was every time he faced his sister Yinyin, and how he felt when he looked at Lu Zixian, who was born to Liu Yingluo and Su Cheng.
Wounded, how lonely he felt when he stayed where he was, day after day, waiting, and how many long nights and despair he experienced?
This heart disease is like a black flower that grows crazily. Physical diseases can be cured, but there is no cure for heart disease.
This is how Lu Sijue reached his end step by step.
Now when Liu Yingluo comes, he just asked, have you ever loved me? When Liu Yingluo comes, my answer has not changed, never!
Butler Ye looked at Lu Sijue on the main seat with red eyes. He was sitting against the light, with an expression on his face that made it difficult to see clearly, "Sir, Madam, what are your plans?"
Butler Ye knew very well about this man Lu Sijue. Liu Yingluo was his biggest paranoia. He could not let go of his hand throughout his life. If he died, what would he do to Liu Yingluo?
Speaking of this question, Lu Sijue raised his head and glanced at Butler Ye. He slowly drew his thin lips in a careless arc and whispered four words, "How about being buried?"
Burial?
These two words made Butler Ye pause.
"I have been looking for her for so many years. It seems that I have spent two-thirds of my life on her. She is still very young now, exactly the same as before. She will blush with shame and anger when teased. I don't want to treat her like this
Leave it to other men, my woman, no one else can get a hold of it."
"She has been on the run for so many years. Even if she is back now, I can still feel that she is trying hard to draw a clear line with me. How can I let her get her wish? I want her to always be by my side, living and sleeping together.
Die in the same hole, so she can never escape."
"But, I haven't decided yet, I still need to think about it...ahem..."
Lu Sijue started coughing again.
Butler Ye quickly said, "Sir, there is no rush now. You still have a lot of time to think about it. You should take a rest first. I think you are very tired."
Lu Sijue stood up and said, "That's fine, I'll take a rest."
…
Lu Sijue returned to his bedroom. He lay on the bed and began to sleep. He had a long, long dream.
In fact, the years he and Liu Yingluo were together were not only painful, they also had happy times.
Yinyin lost her child, which dealt a fatal blow to the entire Lu family. Faced with Yinyin's hysteria, he still protected Liu Yingluo in his arms regardless of the weather.
With relatives on one side and true love on the other, demons were brewing in his heart and he gradually developed heart disease. When he coughed up blood for the first time, he was only 27 years old and in his prime, but the doctor announced that his heart had begun to fail.
He and Liu Yingluo had a cold war for a while, but coincidentally, Liu Yingluo became pregnant at that time, with his eldest son, Ating.
After giving birth to Ating, he didn't know what happened to her. During that time, her temperament changed drastically. She no longer resisted him and became gentle and petty.
When he came back from the company at night, she would leave a lamp for him, and she and her son would sleep on his big bed under the dim light.
He stood by the bed and lowered his head to kiss his son's face. His tall body was still so low, covering the mother and son in his arms. When he looked at her, she had quietly opened her eyes.
She looked at him with her beautiful apricot eyes, which were watery. There was a pool of bright spring water in her eyes. Although she didn't smile, her eyes were as prosperous as stars, gentle to the bone, and sparkling.
It's fascinating.
His heart was completely taken away by her, and he lowered his head to kiss her.
She no longer resisted, but instead raised her little hands to hug his neck, responding to him tenderly.
Ah Ting would cry when she was hungry. Although Gillian had a wet nurse in her room, she always fed her herself.
She pushed him away with a red face, and would turn to her side to secretly breastfeed her son.
He refused to leave, and his thin lips fell on her ear, "The wet nurse said that your milk is so full that Ating can't even eat it. When the milk is swollen, she has to squeeze it out..."
She covered his mouth in panic.
He stared at her passionately, "I can help you."
In her confused eyes, he threw her down directly, with Ating on one side and him on the other.