Mad owl

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 on the wooden table, exuding various medicinal smells, some faint, some pungent. It may be that the rescue was very busy just now, or it may be that the final failure gave them a strong sense of loss and resentment. Frustrated, the medicine bottles were not sorted, they were placed there in a mess, and some liquid medicine was spilled on the wooden table.

There was a smell in the air, besides the smell of various medicines, there was also a faint smell of blood, and there were some dripping blood on the ground, which should be left over from the eighteen women when they drew their blood.

On the two carved wood grain beds, gauze curtains are raised high on both sides. One is a bright red mattress, like a blooming blood flower, and the other is a pure white mattress, like a snow lotus on an iceberg.

One is beautiful and the other is pure.They are all like stubborn and blooming lives, showing their proud appearance, but... Wantong and Wanpi lying quietly on them are like withered flowers, filled with faint sadness.

Di Cheng approached the bed tremblingly, staring fixedly at the old and frail Wantong above. The once alluring face is now gray-haired, old and frail, is it serene?Still sad.The heart-piercing feeling changed from vague to strong, mixed apology and despair, the eyes were hazy with fog, choked and shaking.

With a bang, Di Cheng knelt heavily beside the bed, tears streaming from his eyes.

It is said that men do not shed tears lightly, they all say that men have gold under their knees, but... at this moment... heartbreaking... Guilt and sorrow swallowed his strength...

Only at this moment did he realize 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 of the mudslide to the ups and downs of life and death in the Tianmen, the scenes of the past... The scene flashed across my mind, but today... is about to come to an end.

"...You're here..." Ye Wantong turned her head weakly when she heard the voice, her old face was wrinkled, pale and bloodless, but in front of her lover, she forced a smile and tried hard to keep it up, but she couldn't help it. Tears slid down her cheeks: "...I'm sorry... I... I'm leaving soon..."

Di Cheng couldn't control it anymore, he bent down heavily, weeping uncontrollably.

"I... Am I... ugly..." Ye Wantong didn't want Di Cheng to see her old and ugly appearance, but when her life was gone, she seemed to look at him a few more times.

Di Cheng's heart was bleeding, and the tearing pain caused his tears to burst like a bank. He almost struggled and knelt 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 welled up in his eyes, as if he was saying encouragement, choking with uncontrollable pain. "I'm sorry, I promised you... to take you to Miaojiang... I'm sorry... I... didn't do it..."

"Actually... Ben and I haven't thought about... going back... and I'm afraid... going back..." Ye Wantong breathed weakly, except for that smile, her whole body was weak and ugly.

Di Cheng buried his head deeply, tightly controlled the choking in his throat, tears dripped down Ye Wantong's body along his cheeks.He hates himself, hates himself for not keeping his promise, maybe... From the beginning to the end, he never thought that one day he would lose Ye Wantong. He thought that with the Palace of Medicine King, everything could be solved. The moment when Tianmen Tantric Sect attacked Miaojiang far away.

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... the strong Ye Wantong would be so vulnerable at this moment.

He couldn't accept the facts in front of him, couldn't bear this real, strong... sense of loss...

How could the strong and charming little fox leave her?How can you not hold on?

"Meeting you...is my...greatest happiness...I am very satisfied..." Ye Wantong wanted to raise her hand to caress Di Cheng's cheek, but... when she saw the wrinkles on her hand in the blurred vision... The delicate body trembled slightly, and slowly shrank back.

"Please, I'm waiting...I beg you...wait...I'm going to Miaojiang tomorrow, I'm going tomorrow..." Di Cheng raised his teary-eyed face, wanting to hug Ye Wantong tightly, But... She was weak like fragile porcelain, and she really didn't dare to touch it carelessly. At this moment, he panicked, frightened, cried bitterly, and was helpless.

"I'm sorry, I can't hold on...for so long..." Ye Wantong's eyes were blurred by tears, and she wanted to leave the last bit of happiness with a smile, but she didn't want to...the face was full of tears: "I thought...that I was satisfied... I will be in front of you... brave... 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 opened wide, and he wailed silently.

"I don't want to go...I want to be strong...but I'm...not that strong...hug me, okay?"

Di Cheng got up suddenly, wiped away his tears and snot indiscriminately, carefully hugged Ye Wantong in his arms, stood up trembling slightly, and tried to smile: "Let's go to Miaojiang, I'll take you to Miaojiang, trust me , I will definitely find an antidote, trust me!!"

Ye Wantong leaned weakly in Di Cheng's arms, angry like gossamer: "I don't want... the last... time... to be on the road of struggle... hold me tight... find a quiet place... accompany me to see... ...okay..."

"Let's go to Miaojiang, we'll go right away, soon, hold on!!" Di Cheng panicked, and ran out tremblingly.

Can……

"It's the last time... stay with me..." A soft murmur floated in the room, Ye Wantong smiled slightly... Gradually spread out... The blurred vision gradually... little by little... turned to the darkness...

"Wantong?" Di Cheng's heart trembled suddenly, and he froze in place.

"Meeting you...very happy...thank you...my dearest..." Ye Wantong murmured as thin as a gossamer, her vision completely plunged into darkness, her head tilted, and she leaned powerlessly against Di Cheng's arms, trying hard to At this moment, the raised hand... went limp.

boom! !Di Cheng was struck by lightning, and looked at Ye Wantong in his arms in fear, his consciousness was blank, and the bone-piercing coolness spread upward like a tide, devouring his body and soul.

In the corner of the room, Hua Nongying also hugged Ye Wanpo tightly, buried her head deeply in her arms, as lonely as him, yet trembling at this moment, so cold and arrogant, unexpectedly choked up with sobs.His mouth was wide open, his eyes were tightly closed, silent pain, silent wailing, tears rolling down like a bank.The hoarse voice begged in his heart: "Don't...don't...don't..."

Di Cheng swallowed tremblingly, and called hoarsely and tentatively: "Wantong? Wantong?"

There was no response, like a late old man sleeping peacefully.

"Wantong? Wantong!! Wake up!! Wantong, wake up!!"

"Don't, don't!!"

"Please!! Please, don't, don't!!"

A panic filled his heart, and Di Cheng's whole body trembled at this moment, hoarse, calling, and begging.Finally... Kneeling on the ground with a bang sound, eyes blurred with round eyes, tightly hugging Ye Wantong's body, first weeping silently, then...

"Ah!!!!" Di Chengmu raised his head, tears rolled down, and a cuckoo's wailing resounded like dripping blood resounded through the Yaowang Mansion, filled with deep sorrow and self-blame.

Jin Yixuan and the others in the courtyard also stayed where they were, staring fixedly at the sobbing figure at the door of the wing, the trembling and howling figure, feeling the deep sadness and despair, their hearts... also trembled get up...

Yinyin tightly pursed her lips, and wanted to go forward to comfort her, but she was held back by Jin Yixuan. The two women hugged each other forcefully, their lips were tightly pursed, but they couldn't control the dripping of tears.Obviously everything is going well, and she is about to be out of danger, why... all of a sudden... gray hair, separated from life and death.

Emperor Xi Yu slowly closed his eyes. The former peerless poisonous woman, the former female prison head, the former Tianmen commander, and the once stunning woman had such a miserable fate in the end.Just like the pain they suffered in Miaojiang when they were young, now...it seems to be revisiting the past...

Di Yunyi shook his head feebly, and whispered to Wu Yunhao, "Go down and prepare for the funeral."

Wu Yunhao didn't stay any longer, and retreated with his clansmen.At this moment, no one can comfort Di Cheng, he can only let him vent.

ps: Tomb-sweeping Day today, I’m going back to my hometown, so... I’ll make an update for now, sorry.