"I don't dare to speak nonsense." Shadow Guard replied sternly, not daring to go any further.
There were very few people passing by on the path at this time, and most of them walked with their heads lowered. When they saw the patriarch here, they did not dare to raise their heads, for fear of hearing some secret.
"My old bones are coming to an end!" the patriarch replied sadly, showing disappointment in the future. Thinking of his eldest son who died young, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
As the clan leader spoke, he couldn't help but beat his chest. He hated himself for being unable to change the status quo.
"Dad, what are you doing?" This scene happened to be passed by, and the third lady saw it. Although the third lady was not old, she was much stronger than the old man.
She grabbed the old man's hand that was beating her chest hard, shook it hard, and yelled, "What are you doing? What do you want to do? The Zhang family is already like this, do you still want to make it worse for us?"
When the patriarch heard the third lady's words, not only did he not stop, but he beat him harder. "Aye, just let me die. How can I have the honor to meet the ancestors of the Zhang family?" Towards the end, the patriarch's mood became more and more intense.
He became more and more excited and even wanted to jump into the river to apologize.
"That's enough!" Zhang Ye couldn't help but slapped her father. Although this was considered treason to outsiders, in Zhang Ye's opinion, there was no other way to calm down the clan leader.
The slapped clan leader no longer looked as calm as before, more like an old man in his twilight years, unable to see hope and only thinking about the end.
"Do you know that the Zhang family can't survive without anyone in the Zhang family?" Zhang Ye really felt that he was going to collapse, his sister-in-law was going to be gone, his nephew was still so young, but his father always wanted to die.
Zhang Ye couldn't help but squat down and hugged himself tightly, and tears fell heavily. She was just a girl, and she also needed others to feel sorry for her.
"Aye, Dad listens to you. We won't cry anymore." The clan leader saw Zhang Ye crying and didn't dare to think about anything else.
"Patriarch, patriarch, my wife is vomiting blood!" Someone came over in a hurry, shouting as he ran.
The clan leader fainted as soon as he heard this, "Clan leader, clan leader." Zhang Ye and the people next to him were frightened, and they quickly went to invite the doctor. Zhang Ye ordered the clan leader to be sent back to his room, and went to see his sister-in-law himself.
In the room, someone who was fine just now was suddenly lying here, let alone his wife. No matter how good Zhang Li's psychological quality was, he was still in shock at this time.
He remembered that just now she wanted to tell him something, but she suddenly fell into his arms. He thought she did it on purpose, but she suddenly vomited blood and her white dress was dyed red.
"An Ning." Zhang Li couldn't help calling her softly, not expecting to get a response from her, but it was just easier. Zhang Li leaned against Mrs. Zhang's bed and closed his eyes quietly.
The blood on the corner of Mrs. Zhang's mouth on the bed had not yet been wiped dry, and she had not had time to change her clothes. The large swaths of blood were like smudged poppies, dazzling but capable of killing one's life.
"Second brother." Zhang Ye felt uncomfortable seeing Zhang Li like this. After all, she saw the love between him and his sister-in-law. Even if the emperor wanted to suppress the Zhang family, he did not give up marrying the princess.
Just when they were feeling sentimental, the doctor came into the room. Feeling the atmosphere in the room, he silently took a step back and was pulled back by Zhang Ye.
The doctor walked to his wife's bed, lifted the quilt, put his hand on his wrist, pondered for a moment and let out a long sigh. This made Zhang Li's heart skip a beat.
The doctor covered him with the quilt, stood up and told Zhang Li, "Let's prepare for the funeral, there is nothing we can do to save the day. Sir, my condolences!"