Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1207 Denied Father, Followed Ning Xuan
"Yiru." An Yonghong pulled An Yiru's little hand tightly, her grammar was a little unclear: "son, don't be sad, death is really a relief for mother, if it weren't for you, mother might have died a long time ago I can’t make it through now.” Stretch out your hand to wipe off An Yiru’s tears, “Don’t cry, Yiru, listen to what mother said, it’s too painful for mother to live in the days of love and hate every day, Mother is in pain..."

"Mother, don't talk, don't talk, you can rest, I beg you, can you rest?"

An Yonghong smiled and nodded, and was supported by An Yiru to lie down. She smiled at Yiru, "Yiru, mother wants to drink water, can you bring a glass of water for mother?"

An Yiru nodded as she covered An Yonghong with a tattered quilt that could no longer be tattered, and then ran out.

An Yonghong looked at Ning Xuan, "Doctor Ning, I know you are a good person, please, please help take care of Yiru after my death, no matter how she chooses, please help and support her. Please Already..”

If she didn't explain Yiru's matter well, even if she died, she would not rest in peace.

"I promise you."

"Thank you, thank you!" An Yonghong smiled slightly, revealing a row of neat white teeth.

Looking lingeringly at An Yiru who came in with water from the outside, reluctantly closed his eyes slowly, the corners of his mouth moved, Ning Xuan leaned over and listened, but there were three words, farewell.

Ning Xuan touched the tip of An Yonghong's nose with her fingers, and she was no longer breathing.

Looking sideways at Yiru, Yiru looked at Ning Xuan's gaze, and then at the mother who had closed her eyes, the last tear slid from the corner of her eyes, and her hands were already down.

With a "pop", the bowl holding water in An Yiru's hand fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

An Yiru took a few steps forward, tears streaming down her face, "Mother, mother."

"Yiru, your mother...she has already left..." Ning Xuan said the news that broke her down very cruelly, but Yiru stopped her loudly in the next second, "No, it won't, My mother won't leave me behind."

Murong Simiao also shed tears, and gently supported An Yiru, "Yiru, your mother has really passed away. I know it's hard for you to accept it now, but death can't bring you back to life. Please accept your condolences, okay?" ?”

An Yiru cried with trembling shoulders, and finally turned into howling... .

In this way, An Yonghong was quietly buried under An Yiru's reluctance, which ended An Yonghong's love-hate life.

Standing in front of An Yonghong's grave, Ning Xuan asked An Yiru, "Yiru, what are your plans next?"

An Yiru sprinkled the last handful of coins, turned around, looked at Murong Simiao and Ning Xuan, bit her lips, and asked Ai Di after a while, "Can I follow you?"

Ning Xuan and Murong Simiao looked at each other, and then looked at An Yiru.

Yiru continued: "My mother is dead, I am now an orphan without father and mother, I know you are good people, so let me follow you, you can be a girl or anything, I can do everything, okay? good?"

Ning Xuan hesitated and said, "But your father..."

Immediately, An Yiru ruthlessly interrupted, "I don't have a father, I'm an orphan now."

Simiao understood An Yiru's heart that she didn't want to recognize that father, just like he couldn't accept another person as his father at the beginning, so he pleaded, "Master, why don't we let her follow us, let her stay with us?" It’s also good for Baicaotang to help with odd jobs, what do you think?”

Seeing what Simiao said, Ning Xuan couldn't refuse anymore, remembering An Yonghong's confession before she died, she nodded, "Okay then, let's go!"

(End of this chapter)