"You, you're not married?!" Mrs. Gong Wu Peisi was stunned and muttered. Gong Mengshu turned his head speechlessly, and the pillow was already damp.

"In that case, then let your father think about how to give an explanation to the Huang family, tomorrow Japan is your big day, who ......knows" Mrs. Gong frowned and couldn't stop crying.

Gong Hongwen, who had been guarding the door silently, heard the conversation between the mother and daughter, and immediately said categorically: "That's not possible! Mengshu must marry the Huang family as scheduled!"

Mrs. Gong suddenly raised her eyes to look at Gong Hongwen, who was impatient, and then looked at Gong Mengshu, who was dying, and hesitated: "But...... But Meng Shu is like this now, how can we bear to let her marry off?"

"This half-dead look should be cheered up even more! The relatives who came today are all relatives of our Gong family, and they didn't know what the second young master of the Cheng family was doing when they were blown away, so Meng Shu was given to us by the second young master of the Cheng family...... Alas, not many people know about this matter, and the Huang family should not know about it. Meng Shu's first task now is to get up quickly, freshen up, and marry Huang Qilun as if it was nothing, according to the original plan, maybe this matter will be mixed up like this......" Gong Hongwen's words were said after his careful consideration.

"Look at what you said!" Mrs. Gong was first angered by Gong Hongwen's unkind words, "It's okay if you don't comfort the child after such a big blow, and let her get up now as if she was nothing, do you have the kindness of being a father?!"

"Alas, I can't tell you clearly, you are all a woman's kindness! When the time comes, it will hurt Mengshu!" Gong Hongwen stood at the door and thought about it, raised his voice and said to Mrs. Gong: "Anyway, Mengshu must get married tomorrow! Otherwise, the matter will spread, and when the time comes, the Huang family will regret marrying again, and the scholarly family of our Gong family for several generations will be disgraced, and this kind of heavy responsibility is something that neither you nor Mengshu can afford!"

"You, you!" Mrs. Gong glared at her husband, who had been with her for decades but still seemed like a stranger, and her whole body trembled with anger, but she couldn't say a complete sentence.

Gong Hongwen saw that Wu Peisi was angry, and he had already made his meaning clear, so he limped away, preparing to ask his concubine Wu to give him a massage with medicinal oil.

Wu Peisi watched Gong Hongwen's back disappear at the door, her heart was like falling into an ice cellar, she held her chest with hatred, and her whole body trembled. But at this moment, her sleeves were gently pulled, Wu Peisi turned her head, but saw Gong Mengshu lying on the bed reopened her eyes, and then whispered to her: "Mother...... You...... Bring me a knife, or...... Give me a little arsenic, I'm ...... I will kill myself! lest I insult the lintel of the Gong family!"

Wu Peisi looked at Gong Mengshu, who was no longer human, and there was a lot of bitterness and grief in her heart, but at this moment, she was no longer ready to cry.

She asked Gong Mengshu slowly, "Are you going to commit suicide?"

Gong Mengshu bowed his head weakly on the pillow, and said hoarsely: "God doesn't allow me, and this family can't tolerate me, so let me die, mother...... Let me go...... Re-...... in the afterlife Repay your nurturing grace again......"

"Okay!" Wu Peisi agreed very happily this time. She stood up, really went to the study and took out a sword that Gong Hongwen practiced martial arts on weekdays, and met Gong Hongwen and his concubine Wu along the way, Gong Hongwen saw Wu Peisi carrying the sword with frost on his face, his face suddenly changed, and he stammered: "Peisi, you, what are you going to do?" But Wu Peisi didn't even look at him, and went straight to Gong Mengshu's room.

Wu Peisi reflexively closed the door, then walked in front of Gong Mengshu with a sword, and said, "There is no knife, there is a sword." I brought it to you, my mother is incompetent, she can't protect you, and you will suffer today. So no matter what you decide, my mother will never stop you......"

Gong Mengshu only shed tears when she heard the voice, she lay on the pillow and gasped for a long time, reluctantly sat up from the bed with her sore body, pulled her unkempt hair with her hands, and then prepared to take the ancestral sword and kill herself. Who knew that Wu Peisi did not hand the sharp sword to Gong Mengshu, but turned the blade of the sword in his hand in one direction and wiped it towards his neck!

Gong Mengshu screamed, crawled on the bed, and hurriedly grabbed his mother's arm. Even though her eyes were quick, the sharp blade of the sword still scratched Mrs. Gong's neck, and suddenly red blood gushed out from her neck.

Gong Mengshu was shocked, grabbed his mother's arm, and cried out in a broken voice: "Mother, you, what are you doing?!"

"Since you are going to die, my mother will die with you! What are you doing when you are gone, leaving your mother alone in this ruthless and unrighteous world? It is better to let me go to Huangquan Road first to help you open the way, we have a companion, and we are not alone on the road......" Wu Peisi said while crying, she broke away from Gong Mengshu's hand, and continued to seek death, the wound on her neck was shocking, and blood kept gushing out.

Gong Mengshu let out a heart-rending cry, and threw the sword that snatched her mother's hand to the ground, and then panicked to plug the bleeding wound with her hand, the blood couldn't help but flow down her slender fingers, and her mother's injury was more painful than the sword stabbing on her own body.

Gong Mengshu could no longer control the grief in his heart, hugged his mother and cried: "Mother, you can't die! What are you doing, aren't you digging my heart like this?"

"Mother knows that you don't want to marry Huang Qilun in your heart, and you will agree to his family's family because you are angry with Ruikai. Now that Rikai is doing this to you, it completely blocks your way to the future. Poor son, don't listen to your father's bastards, you don't want to listen to him when he asks you to marry! I don't have any hope for him! My mother's heart hurts like a knife, and my mother hates it, and my mother can't help you, but my mother can die with you! You let me die first-" Wu Peisi said, and wanted to pick up the sword again, the placket was already covered with blood from the wound on his neck.

The tragic scene in front of her made Gong Mengshu tremble, she hugged her mother's waist to prevent her from moving, and couldn't cry: "Mother, you don't want to die, you can't die! You raised me so big, I haven't fulfilled my filial piety, I can't be so selfish and let you die with me! Please—please—" Her tears flowed from her eyes, and she could only howl hoarsely, and her heart was broken.

"If you want me not to die, then you can't die either!" Mrs. Gong said to Gong Mengshu with a whimper.

"Okay, I promise you, I won't die, I won't die...... I won't make you angry and sad anymore," Gong Mengshu hugged her mother, the only one in the world who loved her, and put her face on her mother's chest, hugging her hard for fear of losing her mother, she murmured in front of her mother's chest: "As long as you don't die, I will marry Huang Qilun tomorrow, I don't want you to be unable to hold your head up in front of your father! I will marry, I will marry, I will marry!"

"Mengshu, my hard-working child-" Mrs. Gong let out a helpless cry of sorrow, hugged Gong Mengshu, and the mother and daughter hugged their heads and cried.

Gong Hongwen, who was nervously peeping outside the door of the house, was secretly relieved to see that Gong Mengshu was finally willing to agree to marry according to the agreement.

The night was getting deeper, but almost no one in the Gong family slept. Mrs. Gong had a bandage around her neck and tears on her face, and she invited the tailor to help make a new set of phoenix crown and xia wedding dress overnight. With the support and help of her mother, Gong Mengshu took a hot bath, and then sat on the edge of the bed in a daze, watching her mother and the master tailor busy together.

The body that had been soothed by the hot water was not so painful, but in the deepest part of the body and heart, there were the most precious things that had broken and could never be restored. Gong Mengshu was like a walking corpse, just stunned to watch her mother and the tailor work overnight in the dim light to carefully embroider the pattern of her wedding dress.

The cumbersome wedding dress was still a dazzling blood-red, shining under the light. But Gong Mengshu's heart kept falling towards a bottomless pool, falling and falling......

She turned her blank eyes away from the tailor's sympathetic face for her, and instead looked out the inky window. Outside the window, it was still dark, and she couldn't even see the light of dawn, and it was as if a boulder was pressing down on her chest, so that she couldn't breathe on her own.

"Mengshu, go to sleep for a while, you will go to Huang's house after dawn, the bride has a whole day to do!" Wu Peisi raised her red eyes and showed a comforting smile to Gong Mengshu, but the smile was more sad than crying, she hurriedly lowered her head, and used trembling hands to choose the most beautiful silk thread for Gong Mengshu's wedding dress, the white bandage on her neck was wet with sweat and blood oozing from the wound, and it had already turned dark brown, but there was no time to change it.

"Hmm," Gong Mengshu replied obediently, but he didn't feel sleepy at all. She stared at her mother, who had aged several years overnight, tears welling up in her eyes. Through the misty tears, she watched her mother keep busy for her, and her heart was full of infinite attachment and reluctance. In a few hours, she will say goodbye to her familiar and affectionate mother, and go to the house of a stranger to start another unknown life.

The past was so unbearable, the present was so painful, and the future was so slim that she shuddered when she thought about it. Gong Mengshu leaned her head on the back of the old chair, insisting on refusing to go back to the bed that brought her infinite painful memories, her whole body curled up in a ball on the dilapidated chair like a cold fear, her heart was filled with sadness and frustration, she wanted to cry without tears, like a weak and desperate trapped beast.

The sky lit up little by little, the first morning light was like a gentle hand on Gong Mengshu's face, she just opened her heavy eyelids tiredly, a crimson wedding dress was like a gorgeous rainbow draped on her body, and the sound of her mother and the tailor breathing a sigh of relief came from her ears.

Gong Mengshu heard the tailor say in a slightly happy voice: "Okay, madam, it's finally done!

The corners of Gong Mengshu's mouth slowly floated a bitter smile: Good time?