Ruanjiaobao was forced to marry by Lord Hou again

The next day, news spread that Ye Huaisheng woke up.

The Ye Mansion, which had settled down, became chaotic again.

Even though they had different ideas, everyone still flocked to Jiuyou Pavilion together, Mrs. Ye was especially enthusiastic and active, leading the way, followed by Liu Yuping and her son and daughter.

He woke up, but Ye Huaicheng was extremely weak, he could only utter a few words with difficulty, the doctor at the side quickly gave him a pill, only to see his complexion improved a little.

Ye Huaicheng glanced at the people surrounding the bed.

They all had mournful faces, Mrs. Ye opened his mouth a few times and couldn't hear what he was saying, but he looked concerned.Liu Yuping's performance was not too bad, she beat her chest and wept bitterly, wiping away her tears.

He's not dead, it's as if he's dead.

"... Where's Lingwu...Lingwu...?" Ye Huaicheng closed his eyes, and struggled to utter a few words.

When Liu Yuping heard it, she immediately said to Qiu's mother, "Go and invite the eldest girl, hurry up."

Mother Qiu responded, and walked towards Shanyuezhai like the wind blowing under her feet.

When Ye Lingwu arrived, the people inside hurried out of the way.

Old Master Ye was displeased with her late arrival, and said: "You are still the eldest daughter of the Ye family, why did your father come here because of his serious illness, if no one came to invite you, did you not even see your father for the last time? !"

Ye Lingwu paused, glanced at the old man who was talking, and said lightly, "The old man said this, if you don't know, you might think you are cursing my father to die."

"You!" Old Master Ye pointed at her, furious.

Ye Lingwu ignored him, approached the bed and looked down at the blue-faced middle-aged man on the bed. Unknowingly, he was covered with gray temples, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes drooped down, so fragile.

"Father looking for me?" Ye Lingwu suppressed and frowned.

Hearing the sound, Ye Huaicheng slowly opened his eyes to reveal his dilated pupils, opened his mouth weakly twice, and then said, "I... I have something to say... I want to talk to you alone... let them go out first."

There was a moment of silence in the room, until Mrs. Ye spoke, and the guards left one after another.

Outside the cold wind blows the whirring of snow, and there are many tall trees planted around Jiuyou Pavilion, covering the mottled branches and leaves on the thin white screen window, thick black, light black, and as light as eyebrows. Twigs of daisies.

The father and daughter looked at each other silently for a long time, until Ye Lingwu was a little tired from standing, so she pulled a chair and sat down, and said, "Father has something to say."

Ye Huaicheng kept tilting his head and watching her quietly, before speaking out after a while: "You...you go to the cabinet over there...in the second drawer...there...there is a box, you go...get it here."

His illness was more serious than the previous few days, and he couldn't even speak a complete sentence.

Ye Lingwu frowned, got up and did as he did.

After taking out the brocade box from the cabinet, Ye Lingwu didn't open it curiously to check first, but Ye Huaicheng heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the brocade box.

"You...open...it," he said.

Ye Lingwu opened the box, her almond eyes pressed down, and there was only one letter inside.

She felt uneasy and said, "Father, you wrote this letter?"

Ye Huaicheng coughed twice, and replied with difficulty: "Yes, it was written... on the day you came back... you can take it apart and have a look."

Ye Lingwu took a deep breath, opened the envelope, and after probably scanning the contents inside, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

This father who made her swear to hate her for the rest of her life actually entrusted most of Ye's family property to herself before he died!

"...Father, what does this mean?" Ye Lingwu trembled.

"In those years, I was the one who treated Yun'er badly...and you, people have times when they can't figure it out...I always feel that you are sorry for me...why should I be sorry for you...I hate...hate you for not loving me, hate you ...I hate that you have never treated me...without sincerity, how I wish...you are still...I have been thinking about you all these years...Yun'er..."

Tears flowed from the corners of Ye Huaicheng's eyes, and his voice came out from the depths of his throat with difficulty, with endless hoarseness, his slack pupils were fixed on Ye Lingwu, as if he saw someone else from her face.

That person with vermilion lips and pink face is extremely beautiful, like a fairy.

"It's ridiculous, what father said about love is simply ridiculous, how did you treat my mother when she was alive, my mother was seriously ill, have you ever visited her in the west courtyard?!" Ye Lingwu clenched her fists, her fingertips trembling.

Ye Huaicheng slowly closed his eyes, stopped looking at Ye Lingwu, and sighed dejectedly: "I went... I went to see her secretly, seeing how she was seriously ill and vomiting blood... It is still in my mind I can't get rid of it, I... also feel sorry for her... I dare not go to see her, I have regretted it... I have always regretted it, I am sorry for Yuner, I am sorry for you, I should have believed you at that time Yes, but it's all...it's too late, too late..."

Ye Lingwu couldn't bear to look at his face, tears dripped down her cheeks, and she said with hazy eyes: "It's too late to regret it first, it's too late."

Ye Huaicheng was crying so badly that he could still see Song Yun even with his eyes closed. He could only stay awake if he clasped his palms tightly with his fingertips until the veins on the back of his hands popped.

Ye Lingwu wiped away her tears, only then did she notice that something was wrong with Ye Huaicheng on the bed, her mouth kept opening, as if she was talking, but she couldn't hear a sound.

She frowned and called nervously, "Father, father?"

Ye Huaicheng didn't respond at all, his mouth was trembling all the time, Ye Lingwu was concerned about everything, and hurried out to find a doctor.

When people outside the house learned that Ye Huaicheng was ill, they were crowded and wanted to go in to visit. Fortunately, the old doctor was quite dignified, and he directly shut everyone out, even Liu Yuping, who was crying, did not let him in.

Inside the warm cabinet.

Everyone at the table sullenly waited for the news with their own ulterior motives.

Not long after, the old doctor came out with a medicine box.

Liu Yuping, Mother Qiu, and Old Master Ye were the most active. As soon as the female envoy said that the doctor had come out, they immediately invited them in to talk.

I heard from the old doctor that Ye Huaisheng was stimulated just now, and now he has calmed down after a few injections. After that, he only needs to continue to take medicine on time to recuperate, and he can survive until spring if he hangs his life.

The old doctor didn't say the last sentence clearly, but everyone understood it.

Send the old doctor back to Ye Huaicheng's back room, Ye Lingwu went back to the Nuan Pavilion, and just arrived at the door, there was another argument inside.

"...The master's illness is getting worse and worse, and even the doctor can't find out what's going on. These are all the faults of you, a big lady, who didn't put your heart into it. I heard that you suddenly sold the house and fields in your hand a few days ago. Those properties and fields belong to the Ye family, and the eldest lady sold them off privately, which violates the family rules!"

Ye Lingwu frowned, immediately stopped walking into the house, and leaned against the door to listen.Seeing this, Yuan Tao and Qing Ju could only wait outside the door.