The wing room is very spacious, spacious and somewhat empty. Except for the large wooden table in the middle, there are simple carved beds on the left and right sides.
There are large and small medicine bottles placed under the wooden table, exuding various medicinal smells, some are fragrant, some are pungent. It may be that the rescue just now was very busy, or it may be that the final failure gave them a strong sense of loss and despair.
Frustrated, the medicine bottles had not been sorted out and were left in a mess, with some medicine spilled on the wooden table.
The air was filled with smells. In addition to the smell of various medicines, there was also a faint smell of blood. There were also some dripping blood on the ground, which should have been left behind when the eighteen women drew blood.
On the two carved wood grain beds, the gauze curtains were raised high on both sides. One was a gorgeous red mattress, like blooming blood flowers, and the other was a pure white mattress, like snow lotus on the iceberg.
One is charming and the other is pure. They are both like stubborn blooming lives, declaring their proud beauty. However... Wantong and Wanying lying quietly on them are like withered flowers, filled with faint sadness.
Di Cheng walked towards the bed tremblingly and looked intently at the old and weak Wantong above. Her once stunning face was now white-haired, old and weak. Was it peaceful? Or was it sad? The heartbreaking feeling went from vague to...
Strong, mixed apology and despair, mist blurred eyes, choked and shaking.
There was a bang, and Di Cheng knelt heavily beside the bed, tears welling up in his eyes.
They all say that men don't shed tears easily, and they all say that there is gold at their knees, but...at this moment...it is heartbreaking...the guilt and sadness are swallowing up his strength...
At this moment, he realized that his love for Ye Wantong was so strong. From the encounter in Chixiang Prison, to the conversation in the iron prison cell, from the life and death escape from the mudslide, to the ups and downs of life and death in Tianmen, scenes from the past...
The scene passed through my mind, but today... it is about to come to an end.
"...You're here..." Ye Wantong heard the voice and turned her head weakly. Her old face was full of wrinkles and pale and bloodless. But in front of her lover, she forced a smile and tried hard to keep it, but she couldn't.
Tears slid down her cheeks: "... I'm sorry... I... am about to leave..."
Di Cheng couldn't control it anymore, he bent down heavily and burst into tears.
"Am I... very ugly..." Ye Wantong didn't want Di Cheng to see her old and ugly appearance, but as her life was passing away, she seemed to look at him a few more times.
Di Cheng's heart was bleeding, and the tearing pain made his tears roll down like dams. He almost struggled to kneel beside Ye Wantong's bed, stretched out his trembling hands, and carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Di Cheng tried his best to smile, but tears came out of his eyes, as if to express encouragement, but he choked with uncontrollable pain. "I'm sorry, I promised you... I will take you to Miao territory... I'm sorry... I...
…didn’t do it…”
"Actually... I have never thought about... going back... and I am also afraid... of going back..." Ye Wantong's breath was weak, and except for that smile, she was extremely weak.
Di Cheng buried his head deeply, controlling the sobs in his throat, tears dripping down his cheeks and falling on Ye Wantong. He hated himself, hated himself for not keeping his promise, maybe... From the beginning to the end, he never thought that one day he would
After losing Ye Wantong, he thought that with Prince Yao's presence, everything could be solved. Even if it couldn't really be done, he could persist until the moment when the Tianmen Tantric Sect attacked the Miao border.
He didn't expect...the sky didn't give him a chance at all, and the time was far less than he imagined.
He didn't expect... that the strong Ye Wantong would be vulnerable at this moment.
He couldn't accept the facts before him, couldn't bear this real and strong sense of loss...
How could this strong and charming little fox leave me? Why couldn't he persevere?
"Meeting you... is my... greatest happiness... I'm very satisfied..." Ye Wantong wanted to raise her hand to touch Di Cheng's cheek, but... when she saw the wrinkles on her hand in her blurred vision...
The delicate body trembled slightly and slowly shrank back.
"Please, wait...I beg you...wait a little longer...I will go to Miaojiang tomorrow, I will go tomorrow..." Di Cheng raised his face with blurred eyes and wanted to hug Ye Wantong tightly.
But...she was weak like fragile porcelain, and she really didn't dare to touch it randomly. At this moment, he was panicking, he was frightened, he was crying, and he was helpless.
"I'm sorry, I can't hold on... for so long..." Ye Wantong's eyes were blurred by tears. She wanted to leave the last bit of beauty with a smile, but she didn't want to... her face was full of tears: "I thought... I was satisfied...
I will... be brave in front of you... close my eyes... but... I'm scared... I'm really scared... I'm not that brave... I... don't want to die..."
Di Cheng hugged Ye Wantong tremblingly, his heart seemed to be blocked by something forcefully, his mouth wide open, wailing silently.
"I don't want to leave... I want to be strong... but I'm... not that strong... give me a hug, okay?"
Di Cheng suddenly stood up, wiped away his tears and nose randomly, carefully held Ye Wantong in his arms, stood up tremblingly, and tried his best to smile: "Let's go to Miaojiang, I will take you to Miaojiang, trust me
, I will definitely find an antidote, believe me!!"
Ye Wantong leaned weakly in Di Cheng's arms, as if she was angry: "I don't want...the last...time...to be on the road of struggle...hold me tight...find a quiet place...come with me...
...Okay..."
"We're going to Miao territory, we're going right away, very soon, hold on!!" Di Cheng was frightened, and murmured in a trembling voice as he ran outside.
Can……
"It's the last time... stay with me..." A subtle murmur floated faintly in the room, Ye Wantong's slight chuckle... gradually dispersed... the blurred vision turned to the darkness little by little... little by little...
"Wantong?" Di Cheng's heart trembled suddenly, and he froze in place.
"I'm so happy to meet you... Thank you... my dearest..." Ye Wantong murmured as thin as a gossamer, her vision completely fell into darkness, her head tilted, and she leaned weakly into Di Cheng's arms, trying hard to
The raised hand also... went limp at this moment.
Boom!! Di Chengru was struck by lightning and looked at Ye Wantong in his arms in fear. His consciousness went blank, and the bone-chilling chill spread upward like a tide, swallowing up his body and soul.
In the corner of the room, Hua Nongying also hugged Ye Wanying tightly, burying her head deeply in her arms. He was so aloof and arrogant that he was actually trembling at the moment. He was so cold and arrogant that he was also choking. His mouth was wide open, his eyes were closed tightly, and he was silent.
The pain, the silent wailing, the tears rolling down like a dam. The hoarse voice begged in the heart: "No... no... no..."
Di Cheng swallowed tremblingly, and called out hoarsely and tentatively: "Wantong? Wantong?"
There was no response, like an old man sleeping peacefully.
"Wantong? Wantong!! Wake up!! Wantong, wake up!!"
"No, no!!"
"Please!! Please, no, no!!"
A sense of panic filled his heart, and Di Cheng's whole body trembled at this moment, making a low hoarse noise, a low call, and a low begging. Finally... he knelt on the ground with a bang, his wide-eyed eyes blurred with tears, and hugged him hard.
Holding Ye Wantong's body tightly, she cried silently first, then...
"Ah!!!!" Di Chengmu suddenly raised his head, tears rolled down his face, and a cry like a cuckoo dripping blood resounded through Prince Yao's palace, filled with deep sadness and self-blame.
Jin Yixuan and others in the courtyard also stayed where they were, staring intently at the sobbing figure at the door of the wing, the trembling and wailing figure, feeling the deep sadness and despair, and their hearts... also trembled.
Get up...
Yinyin pursed her lips tightly, and wanted to go forward to comfort her, but was pulled by Jin Yixuan. The two women hugged each other hard, their lips pursed tightly, but they couldn't control the tears falling. Obviously everything was going well, obviously everything was going well, obviously
About to be out of danger, why...suddenly...white hair, life and death separated.
Emperor Xi Yu slowly closed his eyes. The once extremely poisonous woman, the former head of the female prison, the former leader of Tianmen, the woman who once stunned the city, ended up with such a miserable fate. Just like what they suffered in the Miao border when they were young.
The bone-breaking pain, now... seems like reliving the past...
Di Yunyi shook his head feebly and whispered to Wu Yunhao: "Everyone, go down and prepare for the funeral."
Wu Yunhao did not stay any longer and retreated with his clan members. At this moment, no one could comfort Di Cheng and could only let him vent his anger.
PS: Today is Qingming Festival and I am going back to my hometown, so...I will update it for now, sorry.