Dressed as a wicked peasant woman, she was doted on by a crippled husband

Chapter 137

At this moment, Liufang also knew the reason why Qingyi didn't want to be a guard. After feeling the warmth, who would want to go to the abyss again?

What he received from Su Yuanyuan was absolute fairness, and even family affection. How could he be a slave again?

With the patter of rain outside, Su Yuanyuan closed the door and window, ran to bed and hid in Jiang Wenzheng's arms.

The thunder still sounded outside, and she opened her eyes wide in fear and looked out the window.

Jiang Wenzheng hugged her tightly, moved his head down, and gently kissed Su Yuanyuan's eyes with his warm thin lips, and she had to close them.

The man's warm breath sprayed all over her face, she closed her eyes, but felt extra at ease.

Jiang Wenzheng gently patted her back with his big palm, coaxing her to sleep like a child. This rhythmic beat seemed to have a sleeping effect. Su Yuanyuan was no longer afraid of the thunder outside the window, and slowly fell asleep past.

Su Yuanyuan thought she would have a sweet dream, and she would be able to breathe fresh and cool air tomorrow morning, but in the middle of the night, a reckless knock on the door woke her up.

She looked sleepily at Jiang Wenzheng who stood up, he lit a candle, and there was a clear voice from outside the door.

"Sister Yuanyuan, someone knocked on the door and said they wanted to find you."

Su Yuanyuan was still in a daze at this moment, stood up and was about to leave, but it was Jiang Wenzheng who grabbed his clothes from the shelf and draped them over Su Yuanyuan's body to protect her from the cold.

As soon as the door was opened, Qing stood outside the door wearing a white undershirt. The cold wind crazily penetrated through the crack of the open door, invading the warm atmosphere inside.

She went to the front door with Qing Yi, and when she opened it, she saw the woman next to Yi Chun. She was soaked, her hair was in a mess, and the strands of her hair were wet from the rain and stuck to her face.

If Qingyi hadn't lit the lantern, Su Yuanyuan would have been startled by her appearance.

As soon as the door opened, she knelt on the ground with a plop, crying and hugged Su Yuanyuan's leg, "Doctor Su! Hurry up! Go away! My girl is dying!"

As soon as she finished speaking, a flash of lightning illuminated the whole world. The winding purple lightning tore the sky in two, and the huge thunder beat Su Yuanyuan's heart.

Regardless of other things, she asked Qingyi to get her own medicine box and was about to follow her mother-in-law into the carriage.

As soon as she went up to the curtain, she was caught by a wooden crutch. Jiang Wenzheng grabbed the door frame with one hand and stepped up with his left foot.

Qingyi stayed behind to look after Jiang Zhiyi.

The carriage was driving fast, rolling over puddles on the road and splashing huge muddy water, Su Yuanyuan asked the ins and outs of the matter on the road.

"It was fine when I left tomorrow afternoon, why..."

The mother-in-law's eyes were swollen from crying, and she kept shaking her head.

"She was thinking about you, and she insisted on seeing you."

As soon as the carriage came to a stop, Su Yuanyuan trotted into Li's mansion. Li San stood in front of the door and waited anxiously. When he saw Su Yuanyuan running towards him, he hurried forward and grabbed Su Yuanyuan's hand regardless of others. Take her to Yichun's residence.

Su Yuanyuan ran so fast that even the robe Jiang Wenzheng put on her flew up. When she arrived, the small courtyard in Yichun was covered with lanterns, and people were crowded inside and outside.

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva, for some reason, the more she got here, her legs felt as heavy as lead.

The maidservants knelt in the yard and walked into the house. Su Yuanyuan saw several aunts in plain clothes first, and then inside, Su Yuanyuan saw County Magistrate Li and Mrs. Li in formal clothes.

Behind the heavy curtains, Su Yuanyuan only saw Yichun's thin figure lying on the bed.

The thick quilt covered her body, almost making her breathless.

Her complexion was pale, and Su Yuanyuan knew that this was the situation before someone died. When she saw someone coming, first her almond eyes turned, and then her neck turned stiffly. Only then did Su Yuanyuan see her face clearly.

His face was ashen, and his eyes, which were originally lively, seemed to be covered with a layer of gray, and his lips were blue-gray, cracked like the earth.

Su Yuanyuan's heart suddenly twitched, she strode over, almost kneeling beside Yichun's bed, she held Yichun's hand tightly, the hands were no longer warm, Su Yuanyuan kept using her mouth The hot air she exhaled was used to keep her warm, but all this was a drop in the bucket.

She turned her head and yelled at the maids and women, "Bring the brazier! What are you doing in a daze!"

She hurriedly opened her medicine box again, took out a very thin silver needle and stuck it at Yichun's tiger's mouth, and when she was about to take another silver needle to stick it on Yichun's forehead, Yichun turned around and avoided it.

"Yuanyuan... you work hard... and live my share..."

Su Yuanyuan burst into tears as soon as she fell, she could no longer restrain the sadness in her heart, grabbed Yichun's hand and began to cry.

"No, no, Yichun, you are obedient! I can save you!"

She shook her head and looked at Yichun almost begging.

But at this moment Yichun raised his head slightly, his mouth opened, like a fish stranded on the shore.

The rain outside the window still had no intention of stopping, but Yichun was exhausted, and the hand holding Su Yuanyuan gradually lost strength.

Su Yuanyuan's eyes were blank, she forgot to breathe for a while, and just sat there blankly.

All of a sudden there were cries everywhere, and everyone in the small courtyard was crying for this young lady who had just passed her prime, even her strict stepmother shed tears.

Su Yuanyuan looked at Yichun's quiet face, as if she had fallen asleep.

The first time she saw Yichun was only two months ago.

She was sick, and she looked like a lazy cat. Later, she took Yichun to study medicine, and saw that she gradually became more cheerful, and her eyes gradually became brighter.

Su Yuanyuan thought that Yichun really looked away, and really wanted to start a new life.

But she didn't expect that today's farewell turned out to be a forever farewell.

Su Yuanyuan was not only distressed, but also a pity that a young and beautiful girl fell like this, and withered before it bloomed.

She didn't expect that this deep courtyard would turn out to be a man-eating devil's lair.

A woman came to wipe Yichun's body.

The mother-in-law saw Su Yuanyuan standing in front of the bed, seeing her devastated appearance, and couldn't bear to disturb her.

"My lady, let my young lady go clean."

These words finally moved Su Yuanyuan's eyes. Looking at Yichun's remains, she frowned and slowly pursed her lips.

She staggered up and stood up to make way for the women.

　Happy Labor day
　　
　
(End of this chapter)