Soon, there was a burst of chaotic footsteps outside the door. Yun Jingchu hurriedly walked towards Mrs. Situ's room with her green clothes. As soon as she walked outside the door, she saw Mrs. Situ's maid's eyes were red and she was choking.
Said: "Madam, I'm afraid she won't be able to survive..."
Hearing these words, Yun Jingchu was startled, her eyebrows narrowed, she quickened her steps and rushed into the side room, followed immediately by Lu Yi.
As soon as he entered the room, the strong smell of medicine still hit his nostrils. Several doctors walked out with medicine boxes. When Situ Aotian saw Yun Jingchu, he patted Yun Jingchu's shoulder helplessly. It had only been a short night.
As time passed, Situ Aotian's face, which had gone through many vicissitudes of life, was covered with green stubble, as if he had aged several years. He nodded indicatively and followed the doctor out to understand his condition.
Mrs. Situ was lying weakly on the soft couch with her eyes lowered. Compared to the last time, her face became paler and she felt weaker. Her eyes had become blurred and she seemed to have lost sight of anything. She heard voices.
, sat up with the help of the maid, and immediately asked: "Yan'er, is that you?"
Yun Jingchu stretched out her hand to signal everyone to leave, and then she quickly came to her bedside. Looking at Mrs. Situ's current appearance, tears could not help but roll in her eyes, and her voice suddenly became hoarse and she said: "Mother
Dear, it’s me…”
At this time, there were only two people left in the huge dormitory, which was so empty that it made people feel panicked. Perhaps it was because the surroundings were exuding a strong smell of medicine, which made Yun Jingchu feel so bitter, which spread to her whole body. Wang Yanyu's hand caressed her feebly.
Holding her daughter's hair, she felt a wave of sadness in her heart, and murmured weakly: "Mom is really going to die this time."
"No, mother will definitely get better." Yun Jingchu said excitedly. She had lost too many people, and she really didn't want to lose Mrs. Situ, who had watched her grow up.
Wang Yanyu's face showed deep reluctance, and she gently stroked her daughter's face: "Yan'er, you must remember what mother asked you to do..."
Knowing that Wang Yanyu was still thinking about the "Ice Lotus Song" thing before, and then seeing Wang Yan's dying words, Yun Jingchu felt heartbroken, so she nodded hard and said, "Mom, please stop talking.
Yan'er remembers it all, remembers it all!"
"Ahem - there is one more thing, and that is about the Shen family -" Speaking of this matter, Wang Yanyu seemed to have suffered a huge blow, causing the woman who was already exhausted to suddenly collapse, and Yun Jingchu was heartbroken.
He was afraid, but he could only hug her tightly in panic, but he still couldn't stop her body from sliding down.
"Mother--" Yun Jingchu choked and called out. At this moment, she was really afraid of facing loss again.
Wang Yanyu held Yun Jingchu's hand tightly, and seemed to have exhausted her last strength. She gasped for air and screamed with difficulty: "Yan'er——"
Yun Jingchu hurriedly helped her up, using her hands to smooth her back. But no matter how she calmed her down, Wang Yanyu still had her mouth open and could not speak.
Yun Jingchu bit her lip desperately. The extremely sad and fearful emotions tightly tightened her heart, making her breath stagnant and panicked. Even if she died, she had never been so afraid! She was basically already
She is not afraid of death, but she is very afraid of the death of people she cares about.
Yun Jingchu quickly held Wang Yanyu's hand with both hands and kept choking up: "Mom, if you have anything else to say, just say it. As long as my daughter can do it, Yan'er... I will die for you!"
Deep sorrow instantly filled the entire room, and only rapid breathing could be heard. Unwilling anger and the smell of death tightly enveloped people's hearts.
It's like a python that spreads all over your body. With a sudden force, you can't escape and will suffocate you to death.
"I believe that both Tianjiao and the Shen family were wronged..." Wang Yanyu struggled to say a word from her mouth. Grief and resentment filled her expression and voice, causing her to open her lips desperately and seem to be unable to catch a breath.
, after a long while, Fang said weakly: "Give her... her innocence... and the Shen family's... innocence..."
"Yan'er, actually you have a biological brother... He is here..." Wang Yanyu's voice became lower and lower as she spoke, and her dark eyes became less and less bright. She seemed to be exhausted from talking too much, and slowly...
He closed his eyes and fell asleep. In the end, he didn't even finish his words, he still couldn't spit them out, and his hands were unable to slide down.
Mrs. Situ, who was extremely elegant and famous for many years, took her last breath. However, even though she took the breath, her eyes suddenly widened at the last moment, looking steadily in a certain direction, like
It's implying something.
Before she had time to digest the last sentence she just said, seeing her like this, Yun Jingchu's eyes widened and she stared aimlessly at Wang Yanyu's hand that was hanging down weakly, unresponsive.
Suddenly, Yun Jingchu's heart felt like a knife being cut. She felt a bang in her head, and her eyes suddenly went blank. The blood in her body seemed to have solidified, and her body was as hard as iron, as cold and stiff as an ice sculpture.
At this moment, Yun Jingchu's vision was blurred. One of her hands was still tightly grasping Wang Yanyu's hand, as if she didn't want to let the remaining warmth dissipate. The overwhelming despair overwhelmed the sky and the earth.
She was completely submerged. She couldn't breathe. She raised her head subconsciously and wanted to shout loudly, but she tried her best but could not make any sound.
After a long time, she slowly stretched out her thin hand and tested her breath. For a moment, Yun Jingchu felt as if there was a hole in her chest, and a cool breeze slowly poured in. Everything in the world seemed to have stopped at this moment.
.
Yun Jingchu felt that the temperature in her hands was getting colder and colder. Although this was not her real mother, she had regarded her as the closest person besides her mother since she was a child.
She could feel it, her gentle eyes, gentle hands, doting words, and her unwavering belief in the Shen family and herself. Before she died, she made sure that the Shen family was innocent.
, all these things made her feel that Mrs. Situ was good, but now she has really lost her, she is really gone.
At this moment, no one spoke anymore, and no one left, until there were hurried and hurried footsteps outside, Situ Aotian rushed in excitedly, hugged Wang Yanyu tightly in his arms, and looked out the window blankly,
No one knows what he is looking at...
Situ Aotian took Wang Yanyu's hand from Yun Jingchu's and held it tightly in his own. Yun Jingchu looked at the scene in front of her, tears soaking her clothes.
At this time, she couldn't tell how much pain she was feeling, but she clearly remembered that the only person in the world who still made her feel good died in her arms.
The cries of the maids were heard all around, and everyone rushed in, threw themselves there, and cried.
The whole world suddenly fell into bottomless despair...
In the evening, the Situhou Mansion was busily set up, and Mrs. Situ's coffin was placed in the inner room.
Everyone was immersed in grief. According to the custom of Wen Yuan, the corpse should be cremated and buried directly after three days of rest, to show respect and memory for the deceased.
The whole house was covered with white silk, and it was only then that I realized that the wider the place, the more deserted it became, which made people feel extremely sad.
Because Yun Jingchu's identity was not known to everyone, and the fake Situ Yan was not in the capital, Situ Liang wore mourning and knelt aside in white clothes, while Yun Jingchu took off his palace clothes and wore a simple plain white long gown.
Dressed in brocade, a wide black belt tightened her slender waist, and a small white flower was inserted on the right side of her hair. Her originally pale and transparent face became even colder and haggard, and she knelt down without a trace of blood.
The crying suddenly resounded throughout the house and inside. Sanniang and some loyal old servants even fell to the ground crying, completely covered up in the loud and long-lasting crying. They cried till they were hoarse, but they were still howling, which made the pain in their hearts worse.
The pain becomes more painful.
Er Niang, who had always thought highly of herself, couldn't help but cry all the time. She could vaguely hear her saying, "Sister, how could you just leave?"
Perhaps, it is true that humans are not as ruthless as grass and trees, let alone people who have been together for so long.
But the only one missing was Situ Aotian...
The next day, the sky was overcast, and the cold winter sunlight came in through the hollowed-out carved windows, casting patches of halo on the cold floor tiles.
The people around him slowly left one after another, leaving only Yun Jingchu waiting in front of the mourning hall.
The wind blew open the window, and Yun Jingchu was about to stand up and close it when he saw a familiar figure, the same figure he had seen all night.
Sure enough, as soon as she walked into the house, the smell of alcohol that hit her nostrils made Yun Jingchu startled slightly. She saw Situ Aotian holding Wang Yanyu in his arms and touching his wife's cold face with trembling hands. His hands were very light,
Carefully as if caressing a baby, Situ Aotian's eyes were glowing softly when viewed from the side, just like a couple in love. He kept whispering, "Yan'er, don't sleep, it's dawn."
, get up quickly..."
He hugged Wang Yanyu tightly in his arms, with a happy smile on his face. He seemed to be in love with his lover, and even Yun Jingchu didn't notice it at all.
Yun Jingchu was shocked by such a scene. She never thought that Situ Aotian was so deeply in love with Wang Yanyu, but why were there still second and third mothers?
"Yan'er, do you know? Your mother is the woman that I, Situ Aotian, love most in my life, but I caused her to leave me." Situ Aotian trembled all over and did not raise his head. This was what he had done since yesterday.
Now he shed tears for the first time. He was sad and recalling, "That time at the lantern festival, when my father saw your mother, he recognized her, but I never thought that in the end it was my own hands.
Pushing her step by step towards death..."
"Are you pushing her towards death step by step?" Yun Jingchu couldn't help but express the questions in her heart.
"That woman lied to me. She said that these medicines would not kill Yan'er, but now..." Situ Aotian was very emotional at this time and continued: "It's all because I'm afraid of power, so I have no choice but to listen to her words, so I will harm her.
If Yan'er is like this, it won't work. I must go find her and ask her..."
As soon as he finished speaking, Situ Aotian turned around and left. His back stumbled and he left the mourning hall as if he was running away. His tall body was actually a little stooped, and his whole body was as haggard as a withered dried flower...
At this time, on the other side of the Situ Mansion, everyone in the manor was shocked. How could King Xiaoyao come? Since ancient times, the royal family has rarely appeared in such circumstances.
Er Niang and Sanniang stepped forward to show respect, and Yu Wenxuan immediately waved his hand, "This is not in the palace, so there is no need to be polite." As he said that, he walked to the mourning hall alone, and his eyes fell on the white figure in the mourning hall.
In the silence, there was a sound of footsteps. Yun Jing raised her head and saw Yu Wenxuan walking slowly.
He came with his backlight, wearing a purple robe on the outside and a silver-purple brocade robe on the inside. He had a belt with auspicious clouds around his waist, white boots with colorful clouds and dragons embroidered on them, and his ink-like hair tied up with a hairpin. He was extremely handsome.
His face lost the cynicism of the past, and he looked cold and solemn. He bowed three times in front of the hall, and then walked slowly towards Yun Jingchu.
Seeing his arrival, I was a little surprised. Why did he come? He had never had any contact with the Situ Mansion, and with his status, it was impossible for him to come here.
Yu Wenxuan didn't speak, just stared down at her. As he walked along the way, there were cries everywhere, which made people feel sad. But this kind of sadness was different from that of the man who was kneeling on the ground, neither crying nor shouting, with a dull expression.
Compared to a woman, it is less than one ten thousandth. The pain that can be cried out is not the deepest pain! Thinking of this, his heart suddenly moved.
Thinking of that year, his mother-in-law passed away suddenly. He was also like this. He was too sad to express his pain and couldn't cry in pain. Looking at the woman in front of him, a slight pain arose deep in his heart. He couldn't help but walk over and squat down in front of her.
, patted her shoulder gently. She turned her head to look at him numbly, and her dark eyes, which were originally as bright as stars, could not even see the slightest light in the plain white sunlight.
"My lord, is something wrong?" Yun Jingchu's cold voice sounded, but she did not raise her head to look at him.
She is still so cold and arrogant. That kind of coldness and arrogance comes from her bones and cannot be faked. She really looks like that person. When Yu Wenrui asked him to come out of the palace to see Yun Jingchu, he told her that Yun Jingchu
When it came to Situ Yan, he was actually surprised. He never thought that the person in front of him was Situ Yan, but he felt that she was more like Shen Tianjiao.
But no matter who she is, when will she show tenderness to herself?
A flash of pain flashed through a pair of peach blossom eyes, and a magnetic voice sounded above Yun Jingchu's head: "Brother Huang sent me to check on you and ask you to pay attention to your health..."
Yun Jingchu remained silent, with hatred hidden in her eyes. At this moment, the person she least thought of was Yu Wenrui.
Yu Wenxuan looked at her intently, feeling a little distressed at her pale face. He reached out his hand to brush away the broken hair under her forehead, and asked her gently and pityingly: "Jingchu, are you tired?"
As soon as she said these words, Yun Jingchu's body stiffened slightly, she raised her head and smiled bitterly, but she still couldn't escape the fox's eyes. She said with a cold tone: "Yes, people are alive..."
I'm already very tired." After saying that, she raised her clear eyes and asked casually: "What about you? Are you tired too?"
Yu Wenxuan lowered his peach blossom eyes slightly and said calmly: "Jingchu, are you curious about me? Or do you want to ask me something?"
"Everyone has secrets that they don't want to reveal. If you want to say it, you will tell it. If you don't want to tell it, why should I ask." Yun Jingchu said, then lowered his head. At that moment,
She was really moved, but luckily, she woke up in time.
"There will always be a time when I want to say something, but definitely not now..." Leaving these words behind, he turned and left, while Yun Jingchu remained motionless in place.
At this time, perhaps the sky also knew this sad thing, and it became cold and heavy snow fell one after another...