Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 457 as you wish

A coma lasted for three months.

After waking up, it seemed that God had poured all the disasters on her.

She overnight.

Nothing.

Mother, husband, child, legs.

For half a year after that, Meng Baiyun just lay there, devastated. For her, life seemed to have lost its color, or in other words, she had no interest in living at all.

The only thing that supported her to catch her breath was Long Aohan's whereabouts.

What a coincidence, everything is too coincidental, especially when Guigu told her that her legs would be disabled not because of the paralysis caused by lying down for a long time, but because when she was sent back to the Dragon Mansion that day, Nails were driven into the kneecaps of both legs.

At the beginning, everyone was busy keeping her and the child alive. There was no sign of external injury on her body, and no sign of internal injury in her pulse. No one thought that two nails would be driven into her knees.

It wasn't until one day that Su Er massaged her legs when she was sleeping, and found a strange redness and swelling on her knees, and told Guigu that Guigu found out that a nail had been driven into her knees.

What Guigu has been blaming is that she discovered it so late that her knees were completely necrotic, causing her to lose consciousness below the knees and become crippled.

Meng Baiyun didn't blame Guigu at all.

On the contrary, because of Guigu's words, she had the confidence to live.

It would not be such a coincidence, on the same day, Meng Yunduo's incident was exposed, Long Aohan disappeared without a word, her legs were crippled.

She clearly remembered that her last consciousness was getting into a carriage, so, on the way the carriage sent her back to Longfu, someone must have touched her.
Someone wove a huge devouring web for her.

The purpose is unknown, but most likely it is to make her life worse than death.

As always, Long Aohan's disappearance must be related to the person who weaved the net.

Meng Baiyun absolutely did not believe that Long Aohan would leave her so silently. The day before, they were still very affectionate, and he also said that he would come to pick her up early in the morning after going back to Chang'an City to deal with the matter.

He won't break his promise, let alone make her sad.

He promised that even if he went crazy in the end and was tied up and locked in a cage to live without dignity, as long as she wanted him, he would not leave.

Even if he regrets it, he doesn't want to live such a life without dignity, and he doesn't believe that she can develop an antidote, he will definitely not bid farewell to her in this way.

It's too hasty, even if he lives with his heart, he will give her a good time, and use the rest of the days to accompany her on the most beautiful journey.

Such an irresponsible disappearance is not something Long Aohan can do.

Therefore, Meng Baiyun is almost sure that the disappearance of Long Aohan is also related to the person who weaves the net.

She is sure of this, and she has a little breath of life.

She wanted to find him, dead or alive.

The purpose of the person who weaved the net was nothing more than to make her life worse than death. Otherwise, if he had time to drive two nails into her knees, he might as well kill her directly.

It keeps her alive just to make her suffer, feel guilty, blame herself, and then collapse a little bit, life is hopeless, and death is unwilling.

Well, it actually did.

In the first six months after waking up, Meng Baiyun was surrounded by pain, self-blame, guilt, and hopelessness all the time. His mental state was very bad, and he was on the verge of collapse several times.

But her heart is haunted by unwillingness, which is also the reason for supporting her to live with her broken body.

Since she was given the feeling of being unwilling, she would definitely find out who was behind it and torture her so viciously.

In the spring of the following year, Meng Baiyun, like the buds on the willow tree outside, finally came alive.

Naturally, this is in the eyes of outsiders.

Her heart was dead and gloomy, even close to a kind of madness.

She wanted to find that person, and she wanted to tear that person into pieces.

It was this madness that brought her back to this world.

The happiest thing was Long Feihong.

He returned to Longfu during the three months when Meng Baiyun was comatose.

In other words, he came back on the third day after Meng Baiyun's accident.

Meng Baiyun fell into a coma for three months, and after waking up for a long time, at least two months, he didn't speak a word to anyone, including Long Feihong.

Every day, many people come to enlighten her and comfort her.

Only the little Feihong sat quietly by her window every day, not talking, not laughing, not crying, not making trouble, holding a book, sometimes just holding it, looking at her with gentle and worried eyes. She sometimes reads seriously for a while, but it doesn't disturb her self-enclosed quiet world.

During those two months, Su Er's eyes were almost swollen all the time. She cried when she saw Long Feihong, who was sensible enough to make people feel distressed. She cried when she saw Meng Baiyun, who was closed and silent.

Looking at Meng Baiyun's legs, she cried.

Thinking that the people sent by the emperor could not find the general anywhere, she cried.

The old lady became ill from worry, her old illness was unhealed, and her heartache became worse, she cried.

Then, when Su Er was about to cry and Long Feihong was about to become dumb, Meng Baiyun finally spoke.

It was just autumn.

The first thing she said was: "Maple leaves are red, Feihong, do you want to enter the palace?"

From that day on, Meng Baiyun was able to say a few words a day, but that was enough for everyone to feel relieved.

By the beginning of spring this year, she will be willing to get out of bed.

Another two middle-aged men were called from the yard to make a chair that could be carried by two people. Su Er sewed a cushion herself, in case Meng Baiyun would feel uncomfortable sitting for a long time.

Before Long Feihong entered the palace, his mother asked him if he wanted to be emperor and if he wanted to enter the palace.

He felt that he hadn't thought about it yet.

In other words, he still wanted to spend more time with his mother, although his mother seemed to be much better.

But when he was young, looking at her mother's clear figure and the occasional gloom in her eyes, he knew that his mother was just covering up the wounds in her heart. Those wounds were probably festering and bleeding, because he always felt that his mother's body There was always a visible and invisible murderous aura, which he had never seen on his mother.

Guigu was also the one who felt this murderous aura.

In the warm spring afternoon by the window, Meng Baiyun sat on a chair and basked in the sun. She lost a lot of weight, and the weight she gained due to pregnancy has already doubled back, even compared to when she just returned to Chang'an from Jinzhou. When I was in the city, I was still thin.

According to Su Er, anyone who is thin can be blown away by the wind.

Now, lying on the window sill, she is a little lazy, but the sunlight can't warm the cold air around her that is full of cold murderous intent.

Guigu really wanted to have a heart-to-heart talk with her, but knew that Bai Yun had to be willing to do so.

She didn't tell anyone about the day she came back in a mess, and she seemed to be hiding a huge secret.

Of course, Guigu also hides a huge secret from her.

His secret can't be revealed yet.

It's just Meng Baiyun's secret, he really wants to know.

Or rather, he wanted to share it with her.

"In a few days, Weng Junsheng's new residence will be completed. I sent you an invitation card. Are you going?"

"Who will go?"

Guigu didn't think much about it, he just wanted to talk to her, but hearing what she said, he seemed to want to go.

Guigu was very happy, she was willing to go out for a walk, that's very good: "I don't know, but they are probably some dignitaries and his partners in the mall."

"I'm not going."

Guigu is not too surprised, this is the answer she will give.

He walked up and stood beside her, looking at the blossoming apricot blossoms outside: "Baiyun, you can't lock yourself up at home for the rest of your life."

He's been meaning to say this for a long time.

Unexpectedly, Meng Baiyun didn't turn his head back, and said indifferently: "I don't plan not to go out for the rest of my life, I still have a lot of things to do."

"What do you want to do?"

"You don't have to worry about my own business."

Guigu was a little disappointed. If it was the third brother, she would definitely be willing to tell the third brother anything.

And he, with all his strength, didn't seem to be able to see a little bit of her heart.

But I don't feel sad, she belongs to the third brother.

Knowing that on this topic, she won't say anything more. If she asks too much, she will use silence instead of answering, and she is unwilling to say a word for a whole day.

This topic obviously touched her sensitivity.

In order to have a few more words with her, Guigu changed the topic very interestingly: "If Feihong enters the palace, I will send Sanshui to the Kaotai Hospital, so that I can take care of Feihong when I am in the palace. What did he say? "

Today's Meng Baiyun is only willing to say a few more words about Long Feihong's matter.

Meng Baiyun's eyes seemed to have no focus, and he didn't know what she was looking at or what she was thinking.

The air around him is a bit cold, but it is a bit similar to Long Aohan, always giving people a feeling of oppression.

It's just that Long Aohan's is majestic, while hers is gloomy.

Speaking of Feihong, the gloomy aura dissipated a bit, and his eyes softened: "He doesn't seem to be very willing."

"He probably doesn't want to leave you."

"Next month, let him enter the palace. He will eventually enter the palace."

Guigu's voice was a little lower, as if he couldn't bear it a little bit: "If it wasn't for your business, the emperor would have left this country long ago. Feihong is still so young, so he has to take on this big responsibility, and with his current status, I'm afraid If you sit in that position in the future, you will be criticized from all directions, especially those princes."

"This is what Feihong himself has to face, and I can't help him."

Guigu looked at Meng Baiyun's cold appearance now, the former her seemed to have disappeared.

In the past, she was cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and sometimes it was very hot outside, and she was extremely valued and enthusiastic about the people and things around her.

But now Meng Baiyun seems to be obsessed with his own world, and his perception of the outside world has become indifferent and numb.

Even the matter of Feihong.

When she woke up that day, the emperor came to visit her and expressed his wish to abdicate immediately and give Feihong his position.

She glanced at it coldly, it was none of her business.

Seeing this, the emperor knew that she had suffered too much, so he decided to wait until she got better before talking about it.

After that, the emperor visited Meng Baiyun three or five times, and mentioned this matter again and again.

Meng Baiyun's attitude was nothing more than that he had nothing to do with himself, and gradually changed to whatever you want, and then to whatever Feihong does.

Guigu doesn't know whether this change is good or bad.

Think about it, what can this be.

She got rid of worrying about her life, but her indifference made people unable to get close.

Guigu didn't know that in Meng Baiyun's current world, except for finding Long Aohan, she didn't care about the rest.

During a lot of silent time every day, she is almost fanatical and persistent in analyzing all the people and things around her, to see who is the one who is most likely to take Long Aohan away.

She didn't have the extra energy to take care of other things, including Feihong. The child's future path would be paved by her, so he wouldn't touch that position from the beginning.

(End of this chapter)