mad sound of the world

Chapter 68 Dying
This made her... how to forgive?
How can she not hate...

"Lin...Qingyun, life...life after life...I don't want...to see you again..." Looking up, Princess Mingshuo's whole body showed a kind of stiffness, Xiuyue was startled, and gently stroked On her chest, she whispered: "Er Niang, you and us...don't be angry, don't be angry."

Xiuyue's soft soothing voice seemed to have an effect, and Princess Mingshuo's mood calmed down again. She held Xiuyue's other hand tightly with her hand, and her eyes had already faded away. Xiuyue knew that she was only holding back for a while now. Her tone seemed to be that she still had an unfulfilled wish... Her empty eyes searched for the face that wanted to meet Xiuyue, but in vain.Xiuyue stepped forward, and gently put her ear close to her lips, "Er Niang, what else do you want to explain?"

"Yue... Yue..." Princess Mingshuo's voice was very soft.

Xiuyue heard her own name after listening to it several times, she nodded, "Er Niang, I am here, here."

"Yue...er, Er Niang... is... going to die..."

"..." Xiuyue closed her eyes sadly, stroked her chest gently, and comforted her in a low voice: "Er Niang, it will be fine..."

"Fine...it's over..." Princess Mingshuo slowly shook her head, "Yue...er, Erniang put...don't worry about Yi...er... Erniang don't...trust those women, for fear of... cheating... ...he... so..."

"What do you want to say, Er Niang?"

"So...so, Erniang beg...please...you..."

"..." Xiuyue's hands froze inexplicably, she quickly recovered, and said softly, "Er Niang, tell me, Yue'er listen."

"Promise... I... will take care of... Yi... son, after I... die..., I will marry him..." After uttering these words, Princess Mingshuo tightly clenched Xiuyue's hand, There was pleading in her eyes, she knew that she was selfish, but her whole life was ruined by love, so she no longer believed, but she couldn't let go of these two children... They were all loved by her from the bottom of her heart, even if It hurts even if she was hurt, but Yue Yatou has been hurt once, she no longer believes that men in the world will have sincerity, but even if Yi'er and her don't love each other, as long as they get married, they will never betray. She watched them grow up, she understands their temperament...

So, Yi'er... don't blame your mother!

"Yue'er... Please..." You...

Don't blame Erniang, Erniang wants to protect you in her own way at the end...

Standing up with her last breath, Princess Mingshuo slowly put Xiuyue's hand on the back of Lin Yifeng's hand with great effort. Lin Yifeng lowered his head in a daze. What did the cousin promise her?
Xiuyue's eyes flickered a few times, and the lowered eyes made it hard to see what she was thinking.Her hand didn't move, it was a little light on the back of Lin Yifeng's hand, she didn't refuse, but she didn't nod either.Princess Mingshuo held her last breath like that, her whole back was bent into an unbelievable shape, the prayer in her eyes was the worry of a dying elder for the younger generation, Xiuyue actually knew what she was thinking, and she also knew that she was worried what.

Can……

Do you really want to promise?

Inexplicably, a handsome face flashed in Xiuyue's mind, and the right hand that was propped on the ground slowly tightened until the fingertips felt sticky.

Only then nodded to Princess Mingshuo, and said solemnly but calmly: "Er Niang, I promise you. I will marry Lin Yifeng, and I will take care of him for you...for the rest of my life." After the last sound fell, Xiuyue slowly Slowly closed his eyes, covering the flashing loneliness in his eyes.

At the same moment, Princess Mingshuo finally breathed out her last breath, looked at the faces of Lin Yifeng and Xiuyue with some nostalgia, and closed her eyes forever.

Lin Yifeng firmly held her hand, looked at the lingering tenderness at the corners of her lips, stared blankly, and finally lowered his head and fell on her body suddenly, his whole body was like a small animal, sobbing softly. At this moment, he, He is no longer the cold and arrogant elder brother of Yingumen, he is just a poor man who lost his mother...

He's done only one thing wrong in his life.

But it made him regret his whole life...

Hearing the sound, Xiuyue slowly opened her eyes and let out a long breath. Her heart was suffocating, and her suppressed emotions seemed to have reached a peak. At this moment, she desperately needed a way to vent. Her kindness and doting on her, at this moment her memory seems to be completely intertwined with Jun Xiuyue's, she can clearly feel the pain of losing a loved one in her heart, but it is inexplicably mixed with another emotion , "Buzzing" in her mind, she stood up silently, but suddenly a roar came from beside her: "No, Yan'er!"

Xiuyue looked up, only to see Monk Insulation rushing in one direction like crazy, Xiuyue wanted to chase, but it was too late.

Dejectedly withdrew her gaze, her body froze suddenly from the corner of her eye, Xiuyue frowned, as if she wanted to make sure of something, she turned her head slowly, but met a handsome man whose blood had faded. Yan, the wind passed by, a strand of silver slipped across his eyes, eyes full of despair...

The person on the opposite side was still wearing a brocade robe of snow satin, but it was a little disheveled and dusty, and his whole body was exhausted, but it was far less shocking than Xiuyue's shock made by the deep pain in his eyes.This kind of Feng Qingyin has never been seen by Xiuyue, she is so bewildered, as if all the emotions are settled in the bottom of her eyes... silently, just one glance, but it hurts her heart.His desperate Mo pupils stabbed her nerves sharply, and her head was in a daze, a little confused.

"You...why are you here?" She heard herself saying, her voice was actually very calm.

"..." For a long time, Feng Qingyin's eyes moved, and she nodded sullenly. There seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes, and finally she made a circle between her lips and teeth, swallowed it back, and shook her head slowly: "I come and see……"

Xiuyue knew that he must have gotten some news to come here in such a hurry, but, where did he go before, why was he so tired?

Sighing, she didn't know how long he had been here, maybe it had been a while, or very short, because even though it was so far away, she could hear his suppressed breathing, disordered and rapid.

(End of this chapter)