After abusing her husband, he was reborn

Yan Su opened her eyes from the couch, her eyes were full of pain...

Yan Su went down and put on her clothes and looked mockingly at the Hou Mansion where the red silk was still hanging.

She took a dagger and staggered towards the hall.

She is back again...

Last night was Xie Feiran's concubine day...

In the last life, what she did her best in exchange for was his humiliation to herself. Her debt has been paid off and she doesn't want to stay anymore.

She had a child with him now, but he was not the man she knew anymore.

Yan Su has always been a person who dares to love and hate, she can afford it and let it go!She thought he would treat her like he did back then, but she didn't expect her to pay by mistake...

Yan Su came to the hall dressed in white, she looked at Xie Wei indifferently: "Young Lord, I, Yan Su, want to make peace with you..."

Xie Wei originally wanted to laugh at her for feeling overwhelmed after hearing this sentence, but Xie Feiran was occupying his heart because of the hatred from his previous life.

The concubine beside him, the wife of the Hou Mansion and the Lord Hou all looked at Yan Su.

Yan Su no longer looked at him, she watched the two children who were not close to her silently put the dagger against her neck.

"Part with me, I live! If you don't part with me, I die!"

Yan Su closed her eyes and increased her strength in her hands.

"Xie Feiran, you want me to die, just tell me! I am satisfied with you. Since then, I, Yan Su, have been strangers to you and the entire Houfu. When I see you again, I am a stranger! I don't love you anymore!
My biggest mistake, Yan Su, is that I met you, and I just like you!I don't want those two children anymore, they are just your and my evil offspring! "

Yan Su's hands were already covered with blood, she looked at Xie Wei mockingly, her heart ached badly.

Xie Weihong looked at Yan Su with wide eyes, "Put it down! Someone! Bring He Lishu!"

Only then did Yan Su stop what she was doing, she pressed down and wrote her name, then turned and left...

Yan Su left the Hou Mansion without a trace of nostalgia, and then she left the capital...

At this time, March has passed, and the drizzle is falling, Yan Su is walking on the moon cave of the arch bridge holding an umbrella.

Yan Su looked up into the distance...

"Ayan, I'm here to marry you, does our original vow still count?"

The voice came from behind, and Yan Su burst into tears. In her previous life, when she was alone and helpless, she was accompanied by her teacher, friend and Meng Xi...

What she wants has never been anything spectacular, she only wants someone who is willing to treat her well wholeheartedly, but she has misjudged the person...

"I resigned and came to Jiangjing to look for you, Ayan..."

Yan Su turned around and looked at Meng Xi who was still wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, and couldn't hold it anymore...

She dropped the umbrella in her hand, and Meng Xi hurriedly hugged her.

"I'm late, you're suffering..."

"How about we live an ordinary life in the future?"

But Yan Su pushed him away: "Meng Xi, I am unclean... I am no longer good enough for you..."

Meng Xi hurriedly kissed her small face: "Ayan, I said where you are, I will be there! Marry me, and I will treat you well in the future!"

……

When Xie Wei came to find Yan Su a year later, she and Meng Xi had been married for three days...

Every day, Yan Su got up early to wash his hands and made soup with him. In the morning they went to the school to teach together with Chen Xi, and in the evening they went home with their students.

"Ayan, you have suffered with me!" Meng Xi almost snatched away all the work at home, and he was not willing to let Yan Sushou suffer even a little bit.

Until one night, when he was drunk, he remembered the ending between Yan Su and him in the previous two lives, and cared for Yan Su even more.

He doesn't want to lose her anymore!

Yan Su looked at him with self-blame: "Meng Xi, I am injured and I can no longer bear children for you."

Meng Xi didn't care but blamed himself for holding Yan Su in his arms: "I'm the one who came late, Ayan."

Yan Su leaned in his arms with peace of mind: "Meng Xi, I owe you too much..." She could not hold back tears, but Meng Xi carefully wiped them away.

It was very cold that day, and Meng Xi hadn't left school yet, so she waited for him outside.

But when she saw Xie Feiran, Yan Su's heart was no longer disturbed, she glanced at him and hurried forward to hold the hands of Meng Xi who was walking behind him, she rubbed his hands with distress.

"Is it still cold?"

"Ayan, I'm not cold for my husband ~ let's go home ~"

Neither of them was disturbed by Xie Feiran who came, they still walked home as before.

The woman beside Xie Wei gave Xie Wei a deep look: "It's done, you're late."

Xie Wei clenched his fists tightly and looked at Yan Su's back: "Let's go..."

But Xie Wei, who returned to Beijing, received a letter that Meng Xi had written to him when he left Beijing a year ago...

That is to say, all the memories of that night were swept away, Xie Wei kept lighting the lamp from day to night, for three full days, he opened the door...

Xie Feiran left, but what he came to Jiangjing with a heavy heart was the news of Yan Su's death...

And Meng Xi also accompanied Yan Su at the last moment of her life...

Xie Wei came to their grave, and he looked at the tombstone in unbearable pain.

What did he do! !

His face doesn't want him anymore...

Xie Wei has disappeared since then, and no one can find him...

And many years later, Ling Li with purple eyes came to Yan Su's tombstone and stopped. She looked into the distance with deep eyes...

"Trade with me, how about I can let you go back to the past?"

……

There was a small rustling sound in the grass, and then Ling Li disappeared from here...

Years later, the flood washed out all the nearby coffins, and when the fire worked together to put all the coffins back to their original places, there was a wooden coffin that was not broken, and it still exuded fragrance...

When everyone opened the coffin for autopsy, they found that there was nothing inside, but the coffin face was intact and the coffin nails were still in good condition.