Chapter 77
"...Okay then, but it must be done soon? You are all our hope now. I hope you can look at Cheng'er and think about it carefully. If you have any difficulties, just mention them. We will try our best to satisfy you You don't know that Cheng'er's mother risked her life to give birth to him, if I can't keep him this time, what face will I have to see my dead wife underground." As he spoke, Song Haotian showed melancholy, his eyes widened. Hong, looked up to the sky and sighed.

"I know, I will give you an answer as soon as possible." Regardless of Song Yicheng's condition, she will definitely find a way to cure him.

The stars in the sky are twinkling, and the moon is big and round in the sky. It seems that tomorrow will be a sunny day.Such a beautiful night, Chunniang didn't care to appreciate it until all the lights in the courtyard were turned off and there was no sound.Chun Niang changed into her night clothes, and sneaked into Song Yicheng's room according to the previous route.

A black shadow lurking outside was at first alert when it saw a petite figure, but after seeing who was coming, it quietly sneaked back into the night.

Looking at Song Yicheng lying motionless on the bed, Chun Niang sat by the bed and sighed in a low voice: "You see, you are so pitiful, you are so thin that you are almost skinless, and your body is as cold as ice. If it weren't for seeing you before For the sake of helping me, I am too lazy to care about your life and death. I took the risk of being a widow this time to save you. After you recover, please don’t kill me. You must not go back on what you promised me before. , and don’t repeat it again and again... I don’t know that your cold poison can be cured by Han You, last time I drank the water from the pool for you, and obviously felt that your heartbeat has increased, why are you still awake?”

No matter what, she took out a cup of diluted pool water from the space and fed it to Song Yicheng. Now she didn't know any other way to save Song Yicheng. "It's getting late, I should go too, you have a good rest, maybe we can see each other every day in a few days." Helping Song Yicheng tuck the corner of the quilt, he walked out slowly.

The beauty on the window sill is even more enchanting under the moonlight, exuding bursts of strange fragrance.It aroused Chunniang's curiosity, what kind of flower is this, and why it looks so strange, it seems that she has never seen this flower when she came last time.A woman's sixth sense intuition sometimes makes people feel inexplicable, but sometimes it is unexpectedly accurate.In Chunniang's dictionary, the more beautiful something is, the less good it is, just like fungi and animals in nature, they use their own characteristics to disguise themselves, so the more beautiful the more poisonous it is.

"Miss Li, please stay a little longer, this flower..." Song Wu watched Li Yuchun come out of Song Yicheng's room with the beauty in his arms, and wanted to stop her.

"What's the matter, Miss Yipohuaben has taken a fancy to it, and it's impossible to take it home and admire it." Li Yuchun tightened the flowers in his hand, expressing his attitude that she would not return them.

"No, this flower... is very expensive."

Li Yuchun was obviously not satisfied with Song Wu's answer: "Your son is more expensive, or the flower is more expensive. To tell you the truth, your son will soon be mine? This flower will be mine sooner or later. Don't worry." What? Take good care of your young master, you don't have to worry about other things, how about me?" He patted his chest and assured him, looking like a hero.

Song Wu originally only wanted to keep the flower, but it felt weird to hear Chunniang's words. If Song Wu hadn't known Li Yuchun for a long time, he would have suspected that this person was pretending to be a bandit to snatch the marriage.That tone, that tone of voice should or should not be the words of a family of ladies.The young master must have never seen Miss Li's tough side, what would happen if he did, would he regret his original decision?Is it worthwhile to do so, the arrow is on the string, I have to do it, forget everything and let fate.

"This is a letter from my young master to the girl before he fell ill. The young master specifically asked me to give it to you if..." Song Wu thought about it angrily, and handed over the letter in his arms.

"I see." Chunniang took the letter and put it directly into her arms. She didn't want to read it, she was afraid that Song Yicheng would write farewell words in it, and she didn't want things to become so sad. She decided to make a happy letter. Happiness, a bride full of infinite hope for the future.

The next morning, Song Haotian received a letter from Li Yuchun himself. In the letter, apart from agreeing to be Song Yicheng's bride, he also hoped that he could continue to run his own business in the future and have some freedom of entry and exit.In ancient times, married women of rich families could only stay in their own backyard, let alone show their faces outside.Chunniang doesn't want to change her current life just because she gets married as a husband.

Although Master Song is not a pedantic person, he has thought about it for a long time. After considering that if Song Yicheng really fails, Li Yuchun may have to take over the whole family, and he will also have to deal with various affairs at that time. good foundation.After everything was settled, Mr. Song sent the official media and went directly to Li's fast food restaurant with a fixed sticker.

"Chun Niang, I can obey you for anything at home, but I can't agree to this matter." Sitting in the main room, Aunt Li said angrily.

"Mother, I remember I told you that I will choose who I want to marry in the future. Didn't you agree then?" Chunniang didn't expect Aunt Li to have such a big reaction.

"I agreed, but I didn't promise you to be the bride of Chongxi. No one in the whole Yun County knows that the third young master is almost out of breath, hanging there. I can't look at the heated kang in front of you and put you Push it in. Yes, I know that the third son has helped our family a lot in the past, but you can’t repay it with your life, or I’m going to talk to the master of the Song family, we’re not getting married, okay? ?” Aunt Li comforted in a loud voice.

"Mother, don't talk about it. I've already promised him that Brother Song will recover from his illness. You don't have to worry about it." Li Yuchun said firmly.

"You know he will be fine, so many doctors in the county don't like it, what do you know about a girl, besides, you are only 12 years old this year, if the third son really has a good and bad, I think we will live your life in the future? "The more Aunt Li talked, the more angry she became. Why is this girl Chun Niang so stubborn?

"It was sad enough when I was a widow. You are still so young, you are really determined to marry and become a widow." Aunt Li couldn't help but said sadly while holding a handkerchief.

"Mother, I have already said that the third son will be fine, why don't you hope for something better." Li Yuchun didn't understand why everyone thought Song Yicheng would definitely die.

"I also want to hope for something better, but who will believe me if I tell you?" Aunt Li said helplessly.

Aunt Li's tears didn't change anything. Boxes of gifts were lifted up like flowing water, jewellery, gold and silver accessories, gold pin pleats, satin tea cakes, two sheep, and four cans. The wine bottles with big flowers are all covered with green pin gold wine clothes, and even the wine bearers are tied with red and green satin.

(End of this chapter)

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